He certainly knows how important Li Yu is to the Big Camphor Tree Base. Now, in the Big Camphor Tree Base, Li Yu has already become the core soul figure, and no one can replace his role.

To say the least, many people in the Big Camphor Tree Base were saved by Li Yu, and their loyalty to him is the highest.

Such as Bai Jie, An Ya, Meng Yu, Ma Di, and Ding Jiu, Luo, Xiao Jun, and He Chao, who is responsible for Outer City affairs, and others.

If anything happens to Li Yu, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although Li Yu fiercely eliminated those few people, this incident got Third Uncle worried. This journey is long, and he still worries about accidents, so he sends Jackal and Ant, two teammates, to protect him.

Even though Li Yu's personal combat power is already very high, having someone to protect him is clearly better.

It's easier to dodge an open gun but hard to guard against a hidden arrow.

After all, he doesn't know that Li Yu's sense of danger has reached a level stronger than his own.

So, Third Uncle insists again, saying, "Xiao Yu, just Old Qin and I are enough, and we'll be back in a few hours; flying by helicopter is quick. Listen to me. Jackal and Ant go back with you."

Li Yu sensed Third Uncle's concern and wanted to gently refuse, but when he saw Third Uncle's serious expression, it was hard to refuse again, so he nodded and said, "Alright, let Uncle Jackal and the others go with us."

Third Uncle heard Li Yu agree, then nodded and said, "Okay, the radio station in Oil City has one unit left here, you take one, we take one, and there's one at the Big Camphor Tree Base. Contact immediately if there's any situation on the road."

Li Yu nodded and said, "Alright. Don't worry."

After communicating with Li Yu, Third Uncle found Jackal and Ant and gave them some instructions. Li Yu saw Jackal and Ant nodding heavily before they walked towards him.

A faint bitter smile crossed Li Yu's face.

But it's good; with Uncle Jackal and Ant going together, the combat power greatly increases.

Soon, the convoy was ready to depart.

Old Bi, Zuo Ruxue, and others stood reluctantly on the wall, watching Li Yu and his group leave.

Li Yu and his party would be gone for at least a month.

And with Li Yu and over a hundred people, along with Old Huang's group, there were nearly two hundred people. After they left, Oil City immediately felt half empty.

The convoy was long, nearly seventy vehicles, more than twice the number when they arrived.

They went out through the Oil City gate, and it took ten minutes for the last vehicle to come out.

There was no choice; although only thirty vehicles were brought this time, after solving the Motorcycle Gang, a large amount of supplies, firearms, food, and many vehicles were seized.

Later, when looking for the military radio stations in Zheng City, they found the military district and learned about five military trucks, two infantry fighting vehicles, and two infantry transport vehicles.

Left two infantry fighting vehicles, and the military trucks had to transport supplies, so they had to take them back.

The most the Motorcycle Gang has is vehicles, which is the most important reason they wanted to take Oil City.

Li Yu took some of the vehicles left by the Motorcycle Gang, and the rest were left in Oil City.

The convoy set out grandly, heading towards the south, against the morning sun.

....

Some collaborators stood in a small village town not far from Oil City.

Seeing Oil City's gate open, Niu Gao thought that little Taoist had been kicked out.

But to his shock, tanks, armored RVs, and trucks loaded with goods emerged from inside...

There are so many vehicles, and then he saw helicopters flying in the sky.

He exclaimed in shock, "They've come out with so many vehicles at once; what are they going to do?"

Sister Lan said somewhat forlornly, "They weren't people from Oil city to begin with; they are from that Southern Big Camphor Tree Base. Looks like they are heading back."

"Ah? Back, then what about Oil City?" Niu Gao's eyes widened like brass bells as he spoke.

Sister Lan shot him a glance and said, "You have no brains, don't you have eyes? Don't you see there are still people on the wall over there? Obviously, only part of them left."

.....

On the village outskirts, a middle-aged man quietly counted the vehicles coming out of the gate, then calculated the number of people. Until all the vehicles came out and the Oil City gate closed again, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Muttering to himself, "At least three-fifths fewer people, the main force should have left... then Oil City's strength should be much weaker now..."

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