The office is covered with a dark red carpet, and the bookshelves on all four walls are filled with small arms models and medals, commemorative plates, and the nearly two-meter-long circular desk is surrounded by bright glass walls.
Schools of fish drift past behind the glass wall, and sunlight casts down from the rippling sea with dazzling patterns, forming a natural and magnificent spectacle.
There is a photo frame on the table, and in the photo frame is a group photo of Meng Jianguo, Meng Feng and Meng Feng's mother when he was a child. Xiao Mengfeng had a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, obviously very unhappy.
Liu Yan sat down and looked at Meng Jianguo behind the desk.
He resembled Meng Feng very much, the two father and son were printed in the same mold, with exactly the same eyebrows, the same nose bridge, the same resolute lip line and facial contours.
There is only one difference: Meng Feng's eyes have inherited his mother who ran away from home, with a touch of tenderness, while Meng Jianguo's eyes have the sharp look of a falcon.
If it wasn't for the difference in their eyes, Liu Yan would almost have thought that Meng Feng had grown out of Meng Jianguo's cells.
At this moment, this man in his forties felt like he was facing a mature and steady Meng Feng. Although he is nearly fifty years old, he does not look old at all. Meng Feng's resolute and handsome demeanor is faintly reflected in his father's bones.
Meng Jianguo.
Liu Yan heard from time to time that he was only a lieutenant colonel in the past, and Meng Feng was not up to the protection level of the second generation of the army. Meng Feng's grandmother also had a very unpleasant quarrel with this son, and even moved out of the military compound to live in a civilian residential area.
Sometimes Liu Yan even doubted whether Meng Feng was the illegitimate son of Meng Jianguo. He had met Meng Jianguo several times, and there was no doubt that Meng Jianguo knew him too.
Now facing a man who looks very similar to Meng Feng, suddenly he couldn't speak out the manuscript he had typed up earlier.
"You only have three minutes." Wearing a neat military uniform, Meng Jianguo leaned over and pressed a timer on the table.
The tick-tock-tick second hand begins to move.
Liu Yan: "Is this the same time-limited conversation between Major General Meng and your family?"
Meng Jianguo said coldly: "You don't think that wearing a diamond ring makes you really my daughter-in-law, right?"
"Of course not." Liu Yan said: "If you want, you can take it off and give it to you now. How useful can a ring be?"
"You're here to tell me this?" Meng Jianguo said, "Two minutes and thirty seconds."
Liu Yan said: "What were you doing when we were fleeing from the zombie wave?"
Meng Jianguo: "I'm protecting you."
Liu Yan: "Your protection obviously didn't work, we almost died."
Meng Jianguo: "It's not just you two that I'm protecting. If you give up the country and the people and go to my son in that situation, you are a sinner. Two minutes and fifteen seconds."
Liu Yan: "Now you have separated us. He is on the front line. There are no mechanics. Thousands of people are waiting for him to rescue. He wants to go deep into the most severely infected areas, but there are only three vehicles and four team members. Raj doesn't even know how to use most of the equipment, please send me to help them."
Meng Jianguo: "You are a talent, you must stay here, there are more people who need you. Everyone has their own place to use, two minutes."
Liu Yan: "Talent?! When you ordered to shoot at unarmed talents, what was the role of those people?! What is the role of your son to you?!"
Meng Jianguo finally fixed his eyes on Liu Yan.
Liu Yan said: "If your son dies one day, it will be to fulfill your reputation of 'a tiger father has no dogs'. Meng Feng worked desperately on the front line in order not to be a shame to you. You sit in the safe and stable rear, waiting for the telegram. Let me think about it, have you drafted your eulogy? You sacrificed your son for the motherland, covered in glory and shining with gold, and I guess the government will award you another medal at that time?"
Meng Jianguo: "Don't be so ignorant, Liu Yan! K3 is a group of people who sacrificed their lives for the motherland! He voluntarily joined the special forces!"
"He is not voluntary at all!" Liu Yan roared: "Do you remember his tone on the day after the college entrance examination? He is begging you! Please find him a university! But you let him go to the army! He listened to you and went to be a soldier!" Bing! When you come out, wait for you to find him a job! Now you don’t even send him a technician! You broke us up three times! You just have the heart to watch your son die?”
Meng Jianguo roared: "Facts have proved that if I hadn't sent him to k3, he would still be alive now?! You would still be alive? You are extremely stupid! How can you be a man when you can't even find your ideals? Falling in love with someone like you, indulging in petty love, is simply a disgrace to me!"
"He is not your disgrace!" Liu Yan said bluntly, "You are his disgrace!"
"After he's dead." Liu Yan's tone slowed down: "My mother and Meng Feng's mother will watch you in the sky. People who cultivate themselves, keep their families in order, govern the country and the world, and don't even love their own sons." , I doubt if you will love the common people, Uncle Meng."
With a ding sound, the timer is over, and three minutes are up.
Meng Jianguo said: "I don't need to tell you whether I love him or not, you can get out."
Liu Yan: "I didn't ask you to explain to me. The opportunity is right in front of you. Send me to the front line. I know you are short of mechanics."
Meng Jianguo shook his head slowly, and Liu Yan finally threw out his trump card: "If you don't send me there, be careful that I will make trouble for you."
Meng Jianguo suddenly laughed and said sarcastically, "Please go ahead."
Liu Yan said: "Don't underestimate me, if you don't want a bunch of button robots running up to the eighteenth floor all day and exploding everywhere, or the wiring of the central workshop is messed up, or suddenly appearing in your new weapons Strange gadgets... By the way, Dr. Wei likes me very much, and let me participate in the design of his Oaks complex salvage operation. I only need to move a few small places, and it is enough for you to go around. If Meng Feng dies, I will take the entire Sixth District to be buried with him, don't you believe it?"
Meng Jianguo said in a deep voice: "Then I will shoot you down first."
"Please go ahead." Liu Yan said: "You should shoot me now. Zhuge Liang is obviously not very wise afterwards."
"Do you think I dare not, Liu Yan?" Meng Jianguo pulled out a pistol, without looking at him, and concentrated on loading the bullet.
"Come on." Liu Yan said with a smile: "Meng Feng will avenge me. He is working hard on the front line, and you will shoot me back to the west. After returning, I think the scene of father and son fighting each other must be quite lively."
Meng Jianguo: "..."
Liu Yan said: "Or you can lock me up, and after I hit the wall and commit suicide, Meng Feng will come to avenge me."
What Meng Jianguo was thinking in his heart was predicted by Liu Yan again.
"Give me a watch." Liu Yan said: "I don't need you to care about the future. My mother is dead. There are no relatives in this world. You and Meng Feng are my only relatives. I You will be responsible for my life, but I think you will probably not admit that you have me as a relative."
Meng Jianguo said: "The mechanic's vaccine can only be paid for by himself, and you can't afford it. If you go there, you will die. None of those technicians came back alive."
Liu Yan: "No need, as long as I die with Meng Feng, I'm very satisfied."
Meng Jianguo was silent for a long time, until the adjutant knocked on the door, Liu Yan said: "Father, have you ever loved those women. Is mother still alive now? Have you never thought about her?"
That long-lost address touched Meng Jianguo, and he said casually: "I didn't admit that you are someone from Meng Feng, you can only call me uncle."
Liu Yan said: "It's a family tradition, it's polite, I don't want to call you that yet, let's wait and see."
Meng Jianguo: "..."
"I don't think you have the slightest courtesy, and I never intend to accept you as a member of my family." Meng Jianguo opened the drawer, took out a form, stamped it with a stamp, and signed at the bottom Name, throw the watch to Liu Yan, and admit defeat.
"You will have this idea one day." Liu Yan retorted, "That's why I said wait and see."
The adjutant knocked on the door again. Meng Jianguo had a lot of work to do. Liu Yan took the watch and folded it, turned around and went out without saying anything.
"Bring him some chocolate." Meng Jianguo said behind Liu Yan: "He liked to eat that very much when he was young."
Liu Yan said: "Understood, I still want to go to the seventh district."
"This can't help you." Meng Jianguo said: "It's more practical for you to swallow gold, don't threaten me with your little tricks, even I can't enter the seventh district."
Liu Yan could only say: "Okay, goodbye, Meng Feng actually still loves you, thank you for your special approval, so I love you too, Dad."
"Don't be so nasty!" Meng Jianguo yelled coldly, Liu Yan was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
Liu Yan closed the door and came out, and waited in the lounge for a while until Hu Jue finished the meeting with his company executives.
"Are you going to the front line?" Hu Jue asked in a low voice.
Liu Yan took the cigarette, and the two stopped by the glass wall of Hongqiao's vast seabed.
"I'm going to help Meng Feng." Liu Yan said.
Hu Jue said: "I heard that there is a vaccine to prevent Ochs virus, but the production is very small. You have a good relationship with Meng Jianguo, don't you? Can you help me get some?"
Liu Yan looked into Hu Jue's eyes.
Hu Jue: "I want money, right? How much is a dozen?"
Liu Yan: "A 'needle' worth six million dollars can only prevent three infections. How many 'needles' do you need?"
Hu Jue couldn't believe it: "God! Six million dollars?!!"
"Huh?" Liu Yan nodded slowly, looking at Hu Jue.
"As much as you want!" Hu Jue exclaimed ecstatically, "How much can you buy? Go and ask Brother..."
Liu Yan fell down.
"I was wrong, Brother Hu..."
"No, wait, our boss ordered, just tell me who to buy from..."
"Meng Jianguo wished he could kill me! He just drew his gun..."
Liu Yan and Hu Jue left the seventh floor noisyly, Liu Yan went to hand in the form, and then tore off all the drawings in the workshop on the eighteenth floor to make copies, rolled up the useful drawings, and stole a public one by the way. Connect the tablet to the information line, download a lot of useful information, take it away, and go back to the dormitory to pack your luggage.
That night Liu Yan was unspeakably tired, and there was not much attachment here. He lay on the bed and dreamed of his mother.
Dreamed of an empty hospital, zombies swarmed up, biting madly, tearing his body, bones, and soul into pieces.
A blue light spread out in front of him, like a boundless blue sea, drawing his broken body into the bottom of the sea.
"Liu Yan." A strange man's voice sounded, and he patted his head with one hand: "Get up, it's nine o'clock."
Liu Yan was touched very comfortably in his dream. The warm big hand made him feel like being woken up by his father. He opened his eyes in a daze, his whole body was in severe pain, and the whole bed sheet was soaked in sweat. man sitting by his bed.
"Who are you..."
"K3 instructor." The man introduced himself, "Zheng Feihu."
Liu Yan nodded slowly, Zheng Feihu said: "It's nine o'clock."
Liu Yan immediately came back to look for clothes and pants, Zheng Feihu said: "Not busy, we have plenty of time."
"Are you going too?" Liu Yan asked.
Zheng Feihu looked about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a serious and serious expression, and his whole body was neatly tidied up. He replied, "I will be responsible for sending you to the ground."
He took a set of neatly folded clothes and handed them to Liu Yan. It was a khaki military uniform with Liu Yan's temporary military rank on it—that was stipulated by the state. Receive a pension in the rear.
Liu Yan obtained the rank of sergeant. Of course, this rank is irrelevant to him. The military uniform fits well and is specially prepared for mechanics. He put on his boots and found another inconspicuous mark on his arm.
Zheng Feihu was usually serious, and then said: "Meng Feng and Lai Xiaojie are both students brought out by me. The Hurricane team has made great contributions in the operation. Thank you very much for going to the front to support them this time."
"You are..." Liu Yan was dumbfounded: "Are you Meng Feng's instructor?"
Zheng Feihu nodded.
Liu Yan looked at him sideways and said, "It's not like that."
Zheng Feihu said lightly: "Just wear it and leave."
Liu Yan's backpack was packed last night, and when he got up, his arm felt a sharp pain again, and his left hand felt stiff and swollen and cold, just like when the speed of a macromolecular liquid was adjusted to the fastest during an infusion, his internal organs were throbbing with pain, and he felt dizzy dazzled.
Zheng Feihu said: "This is a normal reaction, it will subside automatically in a day, don't be nervous."
Liu Yan said, "What's the normal reaction?"
Zheng Feihu didn't say anything more, Liu Yan seemed to be stepping on cotton, and he couldn't even walk steadily, he asked: "What's going on? I think I have a fever..."
"I'll carry you on my back." Zheng Feihu said.
Liu Yan hurriedly said no, but stumbled into the elevator and couldn't hold on anymore. Finally, Zheng Feihu picked him up on his back, carried a parts box, and went to the ground.
The sun slanted down overwhelmingly, and the sea breeze blew gently. When Liu Yan saw the sun, he immediately felt at ease, and he no longer felt dizzy or nauseous.
"Are you that devil instructor?" Liu Yan asked suddenly.
Zheng Feihu said: "They all say that about me?"
Liu Yan said with a smile: "Meng Feng said, so you are still Lai Jie's teacher."
Zheng Feihu nodded and said, "His original name was Lai Xiaojie, but he changed his name to Lai Jie later. He is one term older than Meng Feng, so he can be regarded as Meng Feng's senior. Both of them are my students."
Liu Yan nodded, Zheng Feihu was not good at words, so Liu Yan didn't ask any more questions,
He sent Liu Yan to the take-off platform of the Varyag aircraft carrier, and said: "This aircraft carrier is the oldest aircraft carrier in China, and its original name was the Varyag."
Liu Yan said: "Yes, it's been 25 years since it was launched in 1988."
Zheng Feihu nodded and said, "Get on the plane, I wish you well, and protect them well."
After Liu Yan boarded the plane, Zheng Feihu personally helped him fasten his seat belt and said, "Take care, child."
Liu Yan: "..."
Liu Yan said: "Come on, instructor."
Zheng Feihu nodded with red eyes, and Liu Yan noticed that his military rank was lieutenant colonel.
Zheng Feihu jumped off the plane and said loudly, "Let's go!"
The jets of the plane started. It was an old refurbished F5 fighter jet. The only passenger was Liu Yan. The pilot in the front cabin shouted: "Hold on tight! Boy!"
The strong wind swept across the runway of the aircraft carrier, and the seagulls flew in a flash. Hu Jue, Zhang Min and Cassia ran onto the aircraft carrier, but the friends who came to see them off were a step behind.
Liu Yan shouted in the wind: "I will be back!"
Zheng Feihu saluted him, the plane taxied faster and faster on the runway, and when it rushed to the end of the Varyag landing strip, there was a loud buzzing sound, and the blue sky, sea, white clouds, all the scenes were thrown away in an instant. At the end of the sky, it becomes a small black dot.
Liu Yan felt dizzy for a while, and almost vomited, the voice of the pilot in the front cabin said: "Are you all right?"
Liu Yan's face was pale, he nodded repeatedly, and heaved a sigh of relief while leaning on his seat.
The pilot in the front cabin said: "Arrive at the designated place in three hours, jump parachute?!"
"No!" Liu Yan said, "Where do we land?"
"Don't land!" The pilot said: "Skydive directly! I will leave after throwing you down!"
Liu Yan: "..."
"I didn't jump the parachute!" Liu Yan said: "I will fall to my death!"
The driver said: "It's okay! It's all electronically controlled now! Have you seen your seat belt? There's an altimeter on it!"
Liu Yan glanced at it, and was already at an altitude of 20,000 meters. The pilot said: "After I lower the altitude, I will throw you down, and the parachute will automatically open..."
Liu Yan seemed to have heard the big joke: "You want me to parachute into the pile of zombies?"
"Someone is in charge of responding! Don't worry about everything!" The driver comforted: "The computer will automatically calculate the wind direction, weather, and altitude, so you don't need to worry about it! The deviation of the landing site will not exceed 50 meters!"
Liu Yan screamed: "What if something goes wrong with the equipment?! What if the parachute won't open? No spare parachute bag?!"
The pilot said: "Aren't you just doing this job yourself? What are you afraid of? You haven't received training, can you use the spare umbrella bag?! Don't think about it! The safety factor is very high!"
Liu Yan cried out in despair: "It is because I am in this business that I know that the safety factor is unreliable!"
"Oh." The driver said impatiently, "Why are you so close together?" Bi Quan bu Ke
Liu Yan: "The machine also has a chance of making mistakes, not to mention the error of 50 meters! What if there are zombies 50 meters away?!"
"There will be no problem!" The driver said loudly: "Don't worry! I have transported more than 3,000 logistics technicians..."
After saying this, Liu Yan felt a little relieved, and the driver continued: "... less than ten people fell to their deaths in total!"
Liu Yan: "..."
Pilot: "Just kidding! Have you had breakfast?"
Liu Yan was completely defeated by him.
The driver said again: "Eat more! Get on the road!"
Liu Yan: "..."
The plane passed through the vast sea of clouds, and it took only three hours from the high seas base to the Hurricane team mission site. The pilot began to lower the altitude and took off the communicator: "This is the Silver Eagle, call Lai Xiaojie, call Lai Xiaojie..."
Lai Jie's voice came from the communicator, and there was a deafening gunshot, and he shouted: "What's the matter, hurry up! I'm in the pile of zombies! It's about to detonate, everyone retreat!"
Liu Yan: "..."
Pilot: "I'm going to drop logistics personnel towards your target location!"
Lai Jie roared: "Damn! Come at this time! Vote, and wish that unlucky boy good luck! Don't fall into fifty thousand zombies!"
Liu Yan's face turned pale, and he shouted, "Hello, wait! Are they carrying out their mission? I'm going to fucking die!!"
The driver said: "Launch!"
Before Liu Yan finished speaking, the hatch opened with a whoosh, and he was ejected.
"Good luck..." came the voice of the pilot, and the Silver Eagle swept its wings beautifully in high-speed flight, turned somersault and left.
Liu Yan couldn't hear anything anymore, the gust of wind made his eyes red and weeping, the feeling of weightlessness enveloped him instantly, the sky and the earth turned around, passing through layers of clouds and mists, the scene on the earth gradually became clear.
Houses like matchboxes, roads as wide as fingers, the whole city of Dengfeng blazing into the sky, black smoke drifting far away along the westerly wind, like a battlefield like Shura's purgatory.
The earth spun and rushed towards him, Liu Yan fell like a cannonball, his pupils shrank unconsciously due to fear.
The parachute didn't open... A burst of panic rose in Liu Yan's heart.
Not open! Liu Yan fumbled with his backhand, the backpack was as usual, the altitude detector beeped and the red light was on.
In an instant, there was a sound from behind, and the umbrella bag opened.
The poor and nervous Liu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the scene became clearer and clearer, he saw a tall building with nearly ten floors, and the downstairs was densely surrounded by zombies.
On the top of the building, four people were holding machine guns and shooting at the group of zombies rushing to the rooftop one by one.
No way... Liu Yan fell slowly in the air and became nervous again. If the landing point deviates by more than 50 meters... float down the stairs... tens of thousands of zombies can eat him in an instant.
As the distance was getting closer, he saw Meng Feng throwing a bomb and nailing it to the hut on the roof. Everyone jumped back and fell down. The bomb detonated loudly, and the light of a flame spread, completely blowing down the roof exit.
Liu Yan floated to the center of the roof, his mind was buzzing, his vision was pitch black, and his strong arms hugged him.
The last thing I heard was a muffled sound.
"Skydiving Syndrome... Take it easy kids..."
"Liu Yan? Why are you?"