Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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"Boss, the surveillance capabilities of the other side are too powerful! What should we do now?" Hu Zhengjie looked at the man a kilometer away and, as if sensing something, glanced around left and right.

He immediately withdrew his gaze.

Ever since Zheng Changqing, this comrade-in-arms, came into existence, Hu Zhengjie had started to realize that in this world, some people are truly the darlings of the heavens, unnaturally sensitive and also possessing an unfathomable ability of ’foreknowledge’.

At this moment, the husband whom Yan Jinsu was concerned about, Xie Jingchen, was dressed in a light grey worker’s outfit, standing beside Hu Zhengjie. The two of them occasionally glanced at their watches, making outsiders think they were workers anxiously waiting for someone.

"Don’t stare at people. I’ll track him shortly. After you all gather, retreat by the original route, make a surprise attack to see if Liu Dongzhu is still in the same place, and stay alert!"

"Yes, boss. Then you be careful."

"Listen, if you manage to rescue Liu Dongzhu, immediately return to the military. If our tracks are discovered and if the enemy is too strong, prioritize preserving our strength!

If we can’t rescue Liu Dongzhu, wait for me at our base. If I don’t appear in three days, head back to the military first."

"No..."