Chapter 1717 - 942: Who Is the Traitor?

Night falls.

The sky is filled with stars, the heat of the day has faded, and the night breeze blows gently.

In the silent night sky, zombie growls occasionally break the tranquility, coming from under the walls.

Li Yu leaned against the battlement behind him, quietly watching the plains outside the walls.

It’s pitch black outside, not a single light in sight.

"Brother, are we going back to the Big Camphor Tree Base tomorrow?" Li Tie came up from beneath the wall and asked when he saw Li Yu.

Li Yu nodded slightly and said, "Yes, we’ll head back tomorrow. But around noon tomorrow, Ju Tianrui and the others are expected to reach Oil City. Let’s wait for him to arrive, then return to the base."

"Okay, I’ll go refuel the helicopter first."

"By the way, can I try piloting the helicopter on the way back? Uncle Ant taught me back at the base, and I’ve practiced many times," Li Tie asked expectantly.

Li Yu thought for a moment, seeing that Li Tie indeed wanted to try. This thing definitely requires more practice to become familiar.

Back at Big Camphor Tree Base, they would often have Luo, Ant, and Jackals teach them in the helicopter.

However, it was always short-distance piloting before. The furthest they flew was just within a few dozen kilometers around Big Camphor Tree Base.

"What did Uncle Ant say, have you gotten familiar with it?" Li Yu turned to ask Li Tie.

"I asked him, and he said I’ve met the basic requirements, the rest just needs experience, more flying and practicing," Li Tie quickly replied.

Since Uncle Ant said Li Tie had no problem, Li Yu naturally had no objections.

So he said, "Since he says there’s no problem, I’m fine with it too. You can try it tomorrow then."

"Great!" Li Tie said with excitement in his voice.

"I’ll head down now, brother, you should rest early too." Li Tie said, then walked down the wall.

After Li Tie left, only a person on duty remained near Li Yu.

This person had always followed Xiao Jun, and was sneaking a glance at Li Yu.

Li Yu noticed his gaze, a slight smile on his face.

He walked over.

"Brother, how do you feel here in Oil City?" Li Yu walked over, smiling as he spoke.

Hearing Li Yu call him brother, Pan Hai seemed a bit moved, stammering slightly as he replied, "Quite, quite good."

"Do you smoke?" Li Yu asked, seemingly out of the blue.

"Ah? I do, but....."

Li Yu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and tossed the remaining half pack to the personnel on duty, Pan Hai.

In the Doomsday, cigarettes, alcohol, and food are hard currencies, used for trading with others.

Pan Hai hurriedly took the cigarette, not minding that it was only half a pack, even saying excitedly, "Director Li, this is really....."

"You’re doing well, it’s tough on duty, take it. I’m heading down." Li Yu said, lighting the cigarette in his hand, before descending the wall.

"Thank you, Director Li." Pan Hai quickly said.

Li Yu heard him, did not turn back, but waved his hand at him, then walked straight down.

Pan Hai felt a surge of emotions, his heart complex, watching Li Yu’s departing figure with growing admiration.

This man before him, renowned, single-handedly built Big Camphor Tree Base, no matter what he had heard or seen during missions, thought this Director Li was incredibly strong.

Yet, such a powerful man.

As the absolute leader of Big Camphor Tree Base, such a man.

Could treat him so well, he felt the urge to die for a friend who understands him, his heart overflowing with gratitude.

Everyone hopes to be recognized by others, to be seen, even if they are just a small person.

Everyone needs respect and wants to be needed.

And the simple words Li Yu had just told him gave him a strong sense of confidence.

As the highest leader in the base, he said I am, pretty good!

Even if it was said casually, it could make him happy for a long time.

Li Yu wasn’t doing this for the first time, occasionally he would chat with them, joke around.

When happy, he would arm wrestle with them, tug of war, one person challenging five people.

Unconsciously, these people were conquered by Li Yu’s charisma, growing more respectful of him.

...

Southern Paradise.

Chen Er led the convoy hurrying back to the base.

They almost couldn’t return before dark, this return trip was a race against time, exceptionally thrilling and exciting.

Just as they entered the base gates, the captain on duty at the door said to Chen Er, "Mr. Hu wants you to go over immediately when you return."

Chen Er nodded and said, "Understood, I’ll head over right away."

Then instructed Wu Li next to him: "Don’t store the oil in the warehouse yet, keep it guarded at the parking area, we’ll deal with it when I return."

"Okay."

Chen Er got off the vehicle and walked toward the central building where Mr. Hu was.

Soon.

Chen Er arrived downstairs, temporarily surrendering his weapons, then guided upstairs by someone.

Clomp clomp clomp——

"Back?" Mr. Hu slowly turned his head, putting down the water cup, glanced behind and said.

"Mr. Hu."

"So, how was it? Successful?" Mr. Hu looked at him, eyes carrying a hint of expectation.

"Didn’t disappoint, negotiated cooperation with Oil City, and this time we traded our medicines with them."

"But their exchange rate was quite low, we traded a vehicle of medicines for only forty-eight tons of oil in six vehicles."