"Fire Wilderness Rescue Station?"

Wei Ran murmured to himself, raised his head and asked Dmitri who was standing at the door of the container, "Do you know where this rescue station is?"

"I might need to call and ask."

Dmitri replied uncertainly, "There are at least hundreds of aid stations in this wasteland. I'm afraid only people who often run this road know their locations."

"So you don't know?" Wei Ran made a second confirmation knowingly.

Dmitri pointed to the top of his head, "I usually fly in the sky, and there are no rescue stations in the stratosphere."

"makes sense"

Wei Ran responded perfunctorily, squatting beside the iron table and carefully checking the radio that was still playing old songs.

This thing was said to be a radio, but after inspection, Weiran found that it was just a radio with the switch and volume adjustment removed. Finally, an old-fashioned radio case was put on the outside for protection, and the speaker on it was also borrowed for external use.

It was just a player. It didn't even have a battery installed, and relied entirely on the small wind turbine on the top of the container to provide power to drive this outdated little machine, tirelessly playing the only song on the tape over and over again.

Wei Ran put the radio casing back on the player and said, "Dmitri, I want to visit this fire rescue station."

"Aren't you going to the No. 58 forest farm?" Dmitri asked in surprise.

"If we don't go, we might as well ask the people at the rescue station. Maybe he can get some clues."

Hearing this, Dmitri nodded happily, "I'm going to call and find out who knows the specific location of this rescue station."

"sorry to bother you"

Wei Ran thanked absentmindedly, but his attention was still lingering in the container. He always felt that this container was made by Apolly, because no matter it was the song they sang together in the living cabin of the transport vehicle while holding up their wine glasses,

The old songs that have been played several times and the meaningful name of the rescue station all seem to be hinting at something.

After sitting on a long chair in the container and waiting patiently for five or six minutes, Dmitri hung up the second call and said, "I found it, but the location is a bit far away."

"How far is it?" Wei Ran stood up and walked out of the container, asking as he closed the door again.

"I just got the coordinates." Dmitri shook the satellite phone in his hand, "We need to check the specific location to find out."

"Send me the coordinates directly." Wei Ran pointed to the off-road vehicle in the river, "Let's try to get to the rescue station tonight."

"Or we can just call and ask," Dmitri said as he chased Wei Ran, "this way we can save some time."

Wei Ran stopped, turned around and said seriously, "Since we are seeking help from others, we should be polite and take the initiative to visit. This is the most basic etiquette."

"When did you become so polite?"

Dmitri muttered secretly, but found that Weiran had already gotten into the warm off-road vehicle. Seeing this, he could only shake his head and sent the coordinates he had just obtained to Weiran.

After inputting this string of coordinates into the satellite map, Wei Ran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when the specific location popped up.

This field rescue station, which is almost 100 kilometers away from them, is only less than 20 kilometers away in a straight line from Mine No. 119.

At this time, he was extremely sure that the wild rescue station named Agni must be inextricably linked to April.

"Suisui, drive in this direction."

Wei Ran raised his hand and pointed to the branch of the river on the left, "Keep walking along this river, and then go north when you encounter the intersection of the three rivers. The whole journey is more than 100 kilometers. We will try to get there before dark."

"Sit tight!"

Before the veteran driver Sui Sui finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, and like a runaway Beria, he violently rushed into the river pointed by Wei Ran.

"Victor, aren't we going to Forest Farm No. 58?" Jima asked in confusion on the radio channel, "We are less than 20 kilometers away from that forest farm."

"No rush, let's go to the Fiery Wilderness Rescue Station next to Mine No. 119."

Wei Ran picked up the walkie-talkie and deliberately explained the next plan in detail on the radio channel, "Since there are rescue station staff on duty there, maybe they can know something. Even if we don't gain anything, we won't go back when we come back.

Night."

"It's up to you," Ji Ma responded boredly and then stopped.

After waiting for a while, Weiran simply turned on the car radio, which he had never used before, and adjusted the channel to the distress frequency band of the Fiery Wilderness Rescue Station.

Contrary to his expectations, this channel was extremely lively. From time to time, someone would chat in it, or simply brag about the dangers they encountered on the road or even an unknown true or false encounter in a certain pub. In addition,

There is a joyful atmosphere, and it is completely impossible to tell that this channel is used to seek help.

"What channel is this?" Suisui, who was in charge of driving, asked curiously.

"The distress frequency band of the wild fire rescue station"

"It sounds like a late-night emotional channel," Suisui complained, rolling her eyes.

"Driving in this damn place, it would be nice to have a chat channel."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he heard someone on the channel shouting, "Ivan, old Ivan, call Old Ivan from the Fire Rescue Station."

After this call, the entire channel immediately fell silent, and then, a strong but extremely hoarse voice responded, "I am Ivan from the Fire Rescue Station."

"Container No. 8"

The person who just called quickly said, "My truck rolled over about 22 kilometers west of Container No. 8 and I need help."

"Is anyone injured?" Old Ivan from the Fire Rescue Station asked.

"My son has a five-centimeter wound on his forehead. We have moved to the shore, but please come here quickly. My car has medicines needed by herdsmen for the winter, as well as school textbooks. Now the rear of the car is stuck in the ice.

It’s in.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If anyone is in container No. 8, please go over and help."

Old Ivan from the aid station said calmly, "It will take me two hours to get there. You first find a way to bandage your son's wound."

"Old Ivan, where is container No. 8?"

Wei Ran picked up the microphone of the car radio and asked. The other person's voice was too hoarse and didn't sound like Apolly at all.

So the best way at the moment may be to meet the other party. In this case, nothing can leave a better impression than "acting bravely for justice".

"New here?" Old Ivan asked unhurriedly.

"Passing by" Wei Ran gave an answer in a calm tone that suggested accident.

"I'll give you the coordinates. If you have a satellite map, you can take note of it."

"Come here." Wei Ran released the microphone, picked up the tablet and was ready to enter the coordinates.

After a while, a set of precise coordinates were reported on the channel. After Weiran input them into the satellite map, he found that they were only about fifty kilometers away.

"How far away are you, young man?" asked a voice that had just been bragging about a story that the tavern waitress had to tell.

"50 kilometers" Wei Ran glanced at Suisui next to him, "You can get there in an hour."

"Is there anything closer?"

Ivan from the rescue station followed up and asked. After waiting for a while and seeing no one responded, he immediately said again, "Young people passing by, if it's convenient, go and take a look. At least let them and their son stay warm in your car."

"We will get there as quickly as possible"

While Wei Ran responded, he pushed the tablet to Suisui. The latter immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, picked up the walkie-talkie, and briefly described the situation.

In the off-road vehicle driven by Maya, Jima said seriously, "Maya, let me drive."

Maya glanced at Ji Ma, who had been clinging to her in the passenger seat, finally nodded, stepped on the brakes and changed places with the other person.

Holding the steering wheel, Ji Ma opened the car window a small gap, then he lit a cigarette and took a big sip, and said in a puff of smoke, "Fasten your seat belt and let Victor

Send me the coordinates."

Hearing this, Maya fastened her seat belt obediently, even grabbed the handle on the pillar with her hand, and then picked up the walkie-talkie.

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Ma stepped on the accelerator. Suddenly, amidst the roar of the engine, the off-road vehicle that started running again continued to accelerate and actually increased its speed on the snow-covered ice.

Reached the highest.

In the violent bumps and even jumps, the car driven by Jima caught up with Dmitri in the blink of an eye, and then passed the Katenka sisters who had been following Suisui, and finally passed the ones who were running at the front.

Suisui ran at the front without slowing down at all.

"Did his car get drugged?" Suisui asked dully, holding the shaking steering wheel.

"Maybe Ji Ma took medicine."

Wei Ran said dumbfounded, and couldn't help but recall the scary scene when Jima was held at gunpoint by Dalia and stepped on the accelerator when they were in class together at the Hongqi Forest Farm.

It only lasted just over forty minutes. When the three of their vehicles were still chasing along the ruts left by Jima, the latter had already parked the car at the front of an overturned GAZ66 truck.

.

"vomit--"

As soon as the car stopped, Maya opened the window, stuck her head out, and vomited out all the food she had eaten before setting off.

"Sorry." Ji Ma, who was about to open the door, immediately opened a bottle of water and handed it over.

Maya waved her hand and pointed at the father and son standing on the shore while vomiting.

Seeing this, Jima took out a few more tissues and stuffed them into the other person's hand. Then he put the mineral water aside, took out the Makorov pistol that had been hidden in his boot, loaded the bullet, and then opened the car door.

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"Did you just ask for help on the radio channel?" Jima asked cautiously, standing on the side of the car door.
To be continued...