My Girlfriend is a Zombie

Chapter 878: It must be my way of receiving it wrong

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"Exactly 120 fighters, and nearly 200 logistics. In addition, there are seven helicopters that can be used normally, and two fighter jets... The others are still under repair, but our number of pilots is not enough. Even if they can be repaired, they will be sent to Not much use…”

In the conference room, Zhang Yuzheng said holding a report. Sitting in front of him are all the senior management of the second camp, as well as Ling Mo and his party... Wang Rin and Lao Zheng are missing among them. In fact, after entering the second camp, Lao Zheng can't wait to think about it. Way to contact their own camp to go. And although Wang Rin is full of interest in such chaotic activities, she is still a member of the central camp after all, and some occasions are not suitable for participating...

"...So, in terms of overall combat capability, we are definitely weaker than Falcon. But we also have a traffic advantage that they don't have. From this perspective, the possibility that they will directly fight against us is relatively high. Low... As for the material war that everyone is worried about..." Zhang Yu said here, and looked at Ling Mo, "I think it is more appropriate for you to tell Ling Mo yourself."

"Cough..."

But as soon as Ling Mo stood up, a dark-skinned fat man slapped the table and said, "What nonsense, we gathered here in the early hours of the morning, not to listen to how you big guys paint the cake. We just want to know, What is the meaning of such an unplanned action? Now we are unprepared, how long can we last under Falcon's hands!" He looked at Ling Mo fearlessly, and said in a more serious tone, "Don't Blame me for being direct, we are all rushing to the front and working hard, if we don't hear anything substantive, we won't recognize it!"

"Yeah. This time it was too sudden..."

"Isn't this sloppy behavior putting everyone on the fire..."

The people below immediately muttered. Some of them also echoed loudly: "That's right! I won't recognize it!"

"You must give an account!"

"Everyone came to the camp to live better, not to accompany you!"

"Humph!" Shana's eyes turned cold, she grabbed the sickle and wanted to get up, but Ling Mo held her shoulders.

These are different from the members of the Falcon, and it is precisely because of their existence that they support the normal operation of the second camp.

There is so much that needs to be done in order for a camp to be in order. The daily life of several hundred people is a huge project.

so many people. Disagreement of opinions is also a normal thing... Ling Mo glanced at them from left to right, until these people slowly closed their mouths, he said aloud: "This thing... I really did it too fast. "

The silence continued below, and some of them showed a hint of puzzlement, exchanging suspicious eyes.

Is this recognized

Most of them knew something about Ling Mo, and even the few remaining people at least knew what Ling Mo's identity was.

Not the boss's boss... Even what he said was more effective than the boss.

More complicated things, these people below do not understand, nor do they have to understand. To them. As long as you know that what Ling Mo said can work, it can represent the will of the highest level. That's it.

So what Ling Mo said at this moment obviously made them a little uneasy.

The fat man was about to roar again, but he heard Ling Mo say, "But doing it fast doesn't mean doing it wrong. I know you are all waiting for Falcon's next move, I hope they don't. Going too far, it will give you a way to live... Honestly, they will give you a way to live, but except for the few who have to stay, how many of you do you think will be able to stay in the second camp? Wait for you The Falcon has been transferred, what day is waiting for you, so I don't need to say more?"

"So what, at least still alive!" Someone replied in a muffled voice.

More people also showed a hint of dissatisfaction, saying what's the use of these! Who doesn't say nice things? What's more, it's not even a pretty word!

Ling Mo turned a deaf ear and said: "There may be many people who think that as long as they can live, they are better than anything else. If you think so, I will not stop you. But what I want to say is that today I did not play cards according to common sense, It's just to get rid of the fate of being controlled by others. Even if they don't control me, but the camp that I once shot down with my own hands. A person's life or death depends on the will and preferences of others, and it's too sad to live. "

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and although there were still many people with sneering sneers, no one jumped out to refute.

No way, what Ling Mo said was the truth...

That's what everyone here really thinks. They retreat step by step, hoping that this matter can be resolved peacefully in the end.

The Falcons will not destroy the second camp, at most they want to gain more power... Even if the result is that they all become puppets, they are even transferred to the Falcon headquarters to monitor, or they are simply sent to some danger In the post, but that is also better than the outbreak of battle! Don't think that there is no fear in living until now, in fact, the longer they live, the more they are afraid of death.

Ah... I finally lived to this day, but because of this reason I died... I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled! And there are many people who hold this idea. Even Ling Mo himself can't be exempted from the vulgarity. In fact, he also cherishes life and wants to live...

But surviving is not an easy task, just mastering survival skills is not enough, you also need to compete with the same kind for the few remaining resources. That was the case with the Air Corps, and it is the same with the Falcons today.

So, even if you are sad... even if you feel aggrieved... you can only do this...

The carefree Yu Wenxuan looked calm, but Zhang Yu and others had already shown a hint of helplessness.

As soon as Ling Mo's words came out, they were also shot countless times.

"Very good, it seems that you haven't completely destroyed it yet, and you still want to live with your back straight." Ling Mo nodded suddenly and said, "Don't worry, I never thought about destroying this place, let alone destroying it. I want to put you in a resource crisis. You can think about it from a different angle. If I don't have complete preparations, will I tear my face off with Falcon?"

His rhetorical question immediately stunned the people below, and then a more intense discussion sounded immediately.

Zhang Yu and others couldn't help laughing bitterly, thinking, I'm afraid this is really possible!

"Falcon can use resources to blackmail us, firstly because they occupy half of city x and city a, and secondly because they have enough arable land. As for our side, it's not that we don't have the conditions to open up wasteland and cultivate land, it's just that we don't have tools. , and it cannot be transported by helicopter. I will put it aside for the time being, and focus on the existing materials... "

As soon as Ling Mo finished speaking, a young woman stood up holding the report and said, "Our existing supplies have been counted overnight. According to the most basic consumption calculation rules, our daily necessities are enough. After a month of use, the food is almost a month. If the falcons want to cut off the food, they will be able to win a big victory in about a month and a half. The sporadic collection cannot meet the needs of more than 300 people... "

The girl spoke very fast and her tone was serious, but after reading it, she was unexpectedly a little cramped, and looked at Ling Mo uneasy.

"Sit down." Ling Mo smiled at her, then looked at the middle and senior managers who were anxiously discussing, "One month is really not much time. But for us, it's enough..."

"Can you get a lot of food this month?" the fat man asked again.

When he asked, everyone looked straight at Ling Mo, waiting for Ling Mo's answer.

And Ling Mo smiled calmly, clenched his fists and said, "Of course."

"Wow!"

The crowd boiled again, and although some people felt a little unconvinced, they did not question it.

But the fat man asked honestly again: "What if it doesn't work? If you can't find food, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Ling Mo looking at him, the fat man's eyes finally flickered, and he turned his face slightly and said, "I won't leave here, I ask this, it has nothing to do with Falcon, it's for me and my brothers. ."

"Then believe it, believe I will keep it here," Ling Mo said.

Fatty moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything and sat down quietly.

The voices of other people's discussions became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

"One month, this month, I will let this place change." Ling Mo added another sentence.

And Yu Wenxuan interjected at this time: "Oh oh oh! Speaking of this, I have a very important proposal! Should we change our name?"

"A miracle, a miracle human survival base." Ling Mo said.

"A miracle... it sounds pretty good..." Zhang Yu also nodded and said, "I'm really afraid that you will choose a name that makes people ashamed to say it..."

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened.

A guard came in and said, "There are guests."

"Guest? At this time?" Zhang Yu asked in confusion.

But Ling Mo has already stood up and said with a smile: "They are here."

"They? Who?" Yu Wenxuan asked with a look of astonishment.

"It's foreign aid." Ling Mo replied simply.

A few minutes later, in the hall of the Miracle Base.

A noisy voice came in from the door first: "I've already done it by relying on this? Speaking of which, I've been running for so many days, is there any subsidy..."

When the door opened, a wild-looking woman in a tight leather jacket walked in with a machine gun.

She looked at Ling Mo from a distance, raised her chin and said, "Long time no see, head."

"Let me introduce," Ling Mo turned around in the shocked eyes of everyone, "This is Lucy from the F regiment... As for me..."

"You're still the head of the F group?!"

"Wait, why are you part of the F regiment... It must be my way of receiving it wrong!"

"f regiment..."

Only Zhang Yu remained calm: "Group F is also a foreign aid?"