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Chapter 302 Modification

In the same situation, within a radius of dozens of kilometers, animals were released almost at the same time.

These civilians of the Wind Kingdom who were not retreating in time were unfortunately within the range of sandstorms that were about to be affected. They were unable to reach the nearest rescue site, and the limited number of ninjas could not place everyone properly.

Without rescue, these people will definitely not end up well.

More than thirty puppets and spiders were divided into two groups, sending a team of more than 300 people to their destination safely before danger came.

When developing the basic version of Puppet Spider, Daimaru thought that the target customers are mainly Shinin and children who want to be puppet masters. They do not need too strong combat power to deal with dangers in the mission. Puppets with stable and comprehensive abilities can better meet their needs.

Although such a puppet is a little mediocre, it has good balance and a high tolerance rate, making it more friendly to novices with weak abilities.

Just so happened that it came in handy this time.

Compared with advanced puppets with strong lethality and changeable tactics, these spider-type puppets that are so simple that even children who have been practicing for a month or two can control spider-type puppets that are marching smoothly in the desert, which is undoubtedly more suitable for the situation at this time.

Of course, these little kids who have just embarked on the path of puppet masters are not the only rescue forces.

Although most of the puppet masters in the village prefer combat puppets, they are not so pedantic that they completely ignore the actual situation.

Some big guys who had been covered in dust for many years were also taken out by the Sand Ninjas to respond to the emergency.

These are more than two people tall, and look like super-large truck machinery. The interior has been urgently converted into two upper and lower layers. After adding load-bearing footsteps, a big guy like this can hold fifty or sixty people and move forward steadily in the soft desert.

When needed, the Sandnin puppet masters have good movement.

This super-large puppet machine was actually a semi-fixed building deployed as a rear field hospital and wounded barracks during the Ninja World War.

Although the Sagren is more suitable for the environment of the Wind Country, the wounded cannot withstand too much trouble. After finally surviving from the battlefield and waiting for treatment, he woke up and the stretcher, the hospital bed, and he was buried by the wind and sand. How embarrassing.

In other places, you may be able to use a few tents to serve as temporary camps. In the desert of the Wind Country, it is not easy to find places suitable for camping.

Therefore, the Sagnin developed this kind of war machine to support the frontline battle situation.

After the end of the Third Ninja World War, these big guys have been covered in dust in the warehouse. After so many years, some of the severely aged and unusable ones have been removed, and the parts and materials have been redesigned for secondary use.

If you can barely persist, you will be renovated and modified and become an emergency transport vehicle.

Although the puppet masters are a little unearthed, they are not stupid either. As ninjas, they also understand the ways to adapt.

With the joint efforts of many people, they finally moved people to a safe area.

In the vast sea of ​​sand, refuges of all sizes are mostly built in dangerous areas where disasters often occur.

Temari, Kankuro, Gaara and a group of young puppet masters evacuated everyone to the semi-underground camp, and the originally gentle night wind quickly turned into a raging wind.

Sand and dust were flying all over the sky, and it was completely invisible if it exceeded twenty meters.

After being busy until midnight, the exhausted children were already asleep. The frightened adults listened to the roar of the strong wind outside and the sound of the rapid passing sand hitting the ground and rock walls.

For them, they were lucky to be able to escape from the drought and locust plague and avoid the attack of sandstorms. But their homes were destroyed and they had no life to recover, and they had almost nothing. If there was no relief, it would be a matter of time before they became refugees.

Although Daming of the Kingdom of Fengzhi is a kind person, the country is poor and whether it has spare energy to rescue disasters is a question.

Temari couldn't help but sigh in her heart as she looked at these worried refugees.

Although the full-time disaster relief in Sand Village this time was a mission entrusted, it was also a sincere effort to travel for its homeland.

This vast but barren country is the basis for survival of the hidden village of Sarawak. Ninjas in other countries are not at the moment and can just pat their butts and leave. Sarawak cannot do it.

Sand Village actually doesn’t make much money from these disaster relief tasks, so it’s good to be able to maintain a balance between income and expenditure.

But even if you lose money, you have to save it. If the Country of Wind is compared to a pond, the common people here are the water in the pond, and the Sand Village is the fish in it.

The pond is dry and dry, so there is no way for fish to survive.

These civilians with almost nothing can pay for disaster relief, so the Sagun can only get some tasks from Daming to compensate.

The reality is so helpless. Daming cannot give too many resources. It is already the limit for Satsuki to take on these disaster relief tasks that are lower than the market price. It is the responsibility of Daming and the government to rebuild after the disaster.

Unless there is another task, the Satsuki Ninja will not take care of it. If everything is done on his behalf, what else should Daming do?

Opposite the three siblings, several juniors of puppet masters leaned against the corner to rest.

After all, when he was young, he had limited chakra and physical strength. He had already performed well with so many people to arrive safely.

It was already late at night, and both civilians and ninjas lost the desire to speak at this time.

Just when everyone was drowsy, the base gate was opened from outside, and a wind with a salty smell of sand and soil blew in. A figure who looked quite tall quickly walked in and then closed the door with his backhand.

"Who is it?"

Temari, who woke up, stood up and touched the Samsung fan behind her with her right hand.

"Don't be nervous, it's me!"

The person who came took off his helmet, mask and goggles and revealed Daimaru's arrogant hairstyle that he would never forget after taking a look.

He stroked his hair with his right hand, and Damaru approached and looked around.

"So it's you. If I had known I wouldn't have come here, I would have gone for a vain..."

"You are..."

The three siblings looked at Daimaru's outfit strangely.

Sandren often uses combat boots and slim robes. They were dressed up like usual, but they had to dye them bright red and yellow strangely, and they didn't even miss their helmets.

"The red and yellow are more conspicuous in the haze. If anyone in need of help see it, you can ask for help..."

Gaara asked, "You are searching and rescuing the victims, do you want to help?"

"no……"

Daimaru waved his hand and replied with a smile,
Chapter completed!
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