For a strange and mysterious field like missiles, which originally only appeared in the news he browsed, suddenly seemed to be within reach, and Maxim Qian could not restrain his small expectations.
Flynn Chen's mouth was as tight as a clam shell. He smiled without saying a word when asked, which made Qian Xin more and more excited. When he set off on the road, he was as excited as if he was going on an adventure.
Flynn Chen said that the road was difficult, so the two of them packed up a suitcase and a travel bag for items that needed to be taken frequently.
The road was bumpy, and they would not and could not enter the base. In the end, they would live in a guest house in a remote town on the edge of the mountain outside the base. It was no different from an ordinary residential house, but Maxim Qian didn't know that yet.
The distance traveled by airplane is limited, and the remaining distance needs to be transferred to road transportation. The first transfer was to an old-fashioned green train. The platform was an old open one. People came and went late at night. Many people were carrying large and small bags. The cold air blew from the open snow on both sides, which made the exposed skin feel cold. There is an illusion of being cut with a knife.
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