50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 796 Tank Escort Convoy
The roadblocks at the entrance of the residential area were quickly removed by the crowd, and three massive Type 69 tanks rumbled into the area.

They were then surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd.

Among the hundreds of people here are construction contractors, experts from the technical expert group, and workers from the construction team.

They came from the safety of their homeland to support the construction, but suddenly, this place became a battlefield engulfed in war.

They were trapped here, surrounded by gunfire, and often awakened by gunfire and explosions at night. The fear in their hearts grew day by day. This was not the kind of life that ordinary people should live in peacetime.

Just when everyone was worried, their own soldiers suddenly came to their aid, bringing not only tanks but also helicopters. Who wouldn't be excited?
Sun Zhiwei and his team parked the tanks and then lined up. The captain of the community's security team greeted them, introduced themselves, and then went to the conference room for a meeting.

He was the representative of the support team and the commander-in-chief of this evacuation. After understanding the basic situation here, he began to issue tasks.

In addition to the 10 official guards, the security team has also recruited 20 temporary guards. These 30 people are the main force protecting this community.

In addition, each of the contractors had several bodyguards, totaling about 10 people.

This number of people is enough to protect the more than 200 people here, but there are not enough weapons. They can't even equip each person with a gun, and there are too many pistols.

Therefore, while they can defend their community by relying on the terrain, it's unrealistic for them to launch an attack.

As for food and drink, there's no worry. This is a construction site, and there's already a large stockpile of supplies to provide for the workers. It'll be enough for another month or two.

Sun Zhiwei asked the guard captain to find drivers outside the guard team, as he planned to go back and make use of all the buses in the bus terminal.

On the other hand, he gathered all the tank-driving soldiers in the guard team and assigned them to the three tanks they brought, so that each tank could be filled with four crew members.

Just as Sun Zhiwei was organizing the evacuation in the Hel Muksa community, the embassy received a message from the Russian embassy that they were willing to assist with the evacuation.

However, the Russians only had one warship that arrived, and the number of people that the warship could evacuate was very limited. They could help us evacuate women, children and important members first.

Historically, our five female staff members were the first to be evacuated to Djibouti via a Russian warship.

Now there's no need for that. We have tanks and helicopters protecting us on land, and frigates are about to arrive at sea. The embassy can finally stand up straight and be assertive for once.

Therefore, the embassy politely declined the other party's assistance at first.

Then, considering that the other party was a trial evacuation of personnel from a warship, and that supplies would certainly be insufficient, they also sent a lot of supplies to the Russian embassy as a token of their gratitude.

Diplomatic exchanges are actually quite similar to interpersonal relationships; they require a balance of humility and arrogance, where you show me respect and I will reciprocate even more.

In recent years, relations with the North have begun to ease. Although there has been no final thaw, there are very few direct confrontations between them on a daily basis.

Now that the other party has offered to help evacuate its citizens, we will naturally reciprocate by sending supplies as a way of expressing our goodwill.

In the Hel Muksa neighborhood, the tank and the contractor's two vehicles were ready, and the driver was sitting in one of them.

Then, the two tanks, one in front of the other and two cars in between, drove towards the bus terminal, leaving one tank to guard the gate of the residential area.

When they reached the street where the fighting had broken out again, Sun Zhiwei once again idled the engine at full speed, making a loud noise to alert both sides. This time, they were more familiar with the situation, and both sides quickly ceased fire simultaneously, waiting for them to pass before resuming the battle.

The drivers and soldiers who were passing through here for the first time were all amazed by what they saw.

They quickly arrived at the bus terminal, and the drivers immediately got off and began selecting vehicles in good condition.

At that time, domestic drivers were different from those who came later. To become a qualified driver, one not only needed to know how to drive, but also how to repair cars.

Judging the quality of a vehicle is very simple for the drivers, and they quickly selected six buses.

The drivers gave up two cars, as agreed with the contractor before they came. Since they couldn't take the cars with them anyway, they readily agreed to give them up on the return trip.

The drivers performed a quick check on the vehicle, refueled it, and then, escorted by tanks, passed through the battle zone for the third time.

Both sides are frustrated by our repeated runs around this intersection. Their superiors have given clear instructions not to attack foreign vehicles in order to avoid international disputes.

But if you keep hitting and stopping, then hitting again, what's the point? Is this just playing around?
So when Sun Zhiwei led his convoy through the intersection for the third time, the two sides did not start fighting again.

The people in the convoy were wondering why they had stopped fighting. Weren't they just fighting fiercely a moment ago?
Only Sun Zhiwei, far away through the space, heard the commanders on both sides cursing and almost burst out laughing.

The bus finally arrived at the residential area, where everyone had already packed their luggage and was waiting.

Now that the vehicles have arrived, they first hang red flags on the front of each vehicle before the escort team begins to organize the personnel to board the vehicles.

The security team members were evenly distributed throughout each bus to ensure the safety of the vehicles.

Once everyone was on board, Sun Zhiwei started the tank and directed it to lead the way, followed by six buses with a tank inserted in the middle, and finally another tank bringing up the rear.

The convoy, consisting of three tanks and six buses, officially began its evacuation.

This time, they were heading in a different direction than the intersection they had just passed; they would be passing through many areas where fighting was taking place.

Some intersections were blocked by sandbags and barricades, and some roads had been blasted into large craters, making it impossible for buses to pass through those terrains. He had to find a safe route to get through.

At this moment, the Black Hawk, which had been hovering in the air, began to descend, constantly patrolling back and forth along the convoy's route.

This time, Sun Zhiwei didn't issue any warnings or intimidation. For the safety of the more than 200 people in the convoy, he had raised his vigilance to the highest level, deploying all available space to cover all directions.

As long as he encounters armed personnel along the way, regardless of age or gender, he will directly take them away with his spatial ability if they make the slightest move.

Then, everyone in the convoy noticed a strange phenomenon.

Regardless of whether there was a battle ahead of the convoy, as soon as the convoy passed by, both sides of the road immediately became quiet, as if the two sides that had just been fighting had suddenly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)