It’s no wonder that the people in Shangnanzhou didn’t expect such a situation.
After all, this kind of ceremony to welcome the leaders into the company was originally a fancy activity organized by the successive colonels. Many of them even came here just to enjoy the moment of crowds and admiration, and then they showed their attitude and wanted to start rectifying the "atmosphere", and spoke a lot of words.
In order to better maintain the operation of the military headquarters in Shangnanzhou, senior officials would give new tasks or monthly targets to the leaders of each district on this day, just for show. Anyway, it was just talk, and the hard work was done by the people below.
But this guy was so lazy that he didn't even bother to show up to maintain appearances? !
Not even any tasks were assigned!
"Fuck, who came up with this stupid idea?"
Someone in the crowd cursed loudly.
Wouldn't it be better to just refuse to attend as originally planned
Now, the new colonel stood him up? Who the hell is this major? How could he be so lazy
The young adjutant standing at the front, who was in charge of the overall situation, held the loudspeaker tightly.
Thinking about the 100,000 yuan that Xu Qingran transferred to him, he resisted the urge to curse him behind his back.
He should have known that a colonel who could set fire to his own office building could not be normal!
I just didn't expect that he would actually throw such a big pit to him! He has worked here for many years and understands the "wildness" of the people in Nanzhou best. Today these people are fully equipped, what if they get angry and take it out on him
The young adjutant was still considering whether to run away early, but he found that what he expected did not happen.
After the crowd on the field finished their complaints, they threw all the props they had prepared on the ground, saying that they had come here and it was a waste not to use them. After venting their anger on the spot, they left cursing.
Before leaving, I did not forget to pack up the food prepared for the new colonel.
Adjutant Mao hid his small body behind two sturdy soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order on the field. He adjusted his glasses on his nose and dared to stick his head out to look at the situation outside.
He heard someone laughing.
"Ha, you're better than the Silver Dragon, the people you sent are worse than the last one!"
"Is this a slacking job? Are you slacking off? You don't even explain the content of your work?"
"That's fine, it's better for him to stay like this for the rest of his life and not interfere in anything in Nanzhou and cause us less trouble!"
Some people are also furious.
"Damn, I got tricked!"
"He doesn't even dare to show his face, he must be an ugly, fat, bald old thing!"
"He'd better not show up again. Otherwise, if I find out who he is, I will definitely give him a hard time!"
Xu Qingran, who was being scolded, was now happily eating hotpot.
When the people in Area 6-7 saw him, they treated him as a big boss. They subconsciously stood up, moved chairs to make room for him, and respectfully invited him to the table.
When I saw them standing obediently beside me, I suddenly realized why they were so submissive to a new soldier!
Xu Qingran casually asked them, "Have you been drinking on weekdays recently?"
They felt a chill down their spines as they shook their heads in unison: "No, no, we gave them all away, all given away!"
There is no way, if you can’t beat them, you have to obey.
They also thought about asking Brother Ma to back them up, but if they really called him, first of all, the matter of Xiaoguaiguai would be hard to explain. No matter who killed Xiaoguaiguai, they would be blamed! Secondly, they were not that close to Ma Biao. They just happened to know him because the rest stop in the patrol area could provide some value.
Moreover, it is said that the South City District 1 and District 2, which Ma Biao is mainly in charge of, have recently faced serious Type I devil group disasters.
Next to them are Area 3 and Area 5, both of which have been completely conquered, and the residents are now forced to retreat to Areas 1 and 2. But recently, these two areas have also begun to show signs of being invaded by Type I and low-level Type II demons.
So Ma Biao and his troops have been guarding the edge of the defense line every night recently.
After all, Districts 1 and 2 are the oldest residential areas in South City, adjacent to the West City area, and were once considered the areas in South City that could hold out to the end. Unfortunately, the West City military guards have a bad relationship with South City, and are unlikely to help. South City even suspects that the demons that invaded these two areas were swept in by West City.
Anyway, Ma Biao and his team have been so busy with these trivial matters recently. Today, he suddenly changed his mind and attended the welcome ceremony for the new colonel, so he was unable to come as planned.
After considering various factors, Sun Hongbing and his colleagues did not have the courage to report Xu Qingran, the hateful new recruit.
Here, Xu Qingran was quite satisfied with the work attitude of Sun Hongbing and his men. Except for the fact that they liked to play tricks on the new soldiers, they were at least working the rest of the time. After all, they were patrol guards, so he was not too strict with them. The main purpose of coming here today was to eat—
Oh no, it was to ask them about the distribution of military guards in various districts of South City.
In simple terms, it tells you which areas are affected, which areas have not been harassed by Type I intrusions, and the approximate distribution of personnel at each substation.
Sun Hongbing handed him the handwritten booklet he had prepared earlier and asked in confusion: "Comrade Xu, what do you want this information for?"
There was a hint of vigilance in his tone, and he was obviously worried that this new recruit from another galaxy might try to cause trouble after figuring out their South City military defenses.
Xu Qingran flipped through the booklet, curled his eyes with satisfaction, and said, "Of course I want to challenge them."
Sun Hongbing: “???”
After getting the manual, Xu Qingran did not continue eating the hot pot with them.
He stood up and took out his cell phone. He first took a few photos of the table full of octopus meat and vegetables. Then he turned on the screen recorder to take pictures of the steaming pot and Sun Hongbing and others who were standing by the table with greasy mouths.
After taking the photo, he nodded again: “When Brother Ma comes over in the future, you will also be accomplices.”
After saying that, he put away his phone, waved to them and walked out.
Sun Hongbing and his companions were stunned.
Wow! How can you bully people like this! This is slander! This is smearing!
The bearded old man, Lao Liu, patted his companion on the head and glared at him, "It's all your fault. Why did you suggest eating hotpot today?"
·
Xu Qingran took a small train from the 6-7 rest stop to other stations and began his tour in the south city.
In addition to the small checkpoints in the south city, there are also several military camps.
It is said that the guards there are mainly responsible for raid support and in-depth cleanup of each disaster area.
It is said that in every disaster-stricken area there is a largest and most difficult "mother body". Its powerful energy provides an endless supply of power to the demons in the entire area, so if it can be dealt with, the growth of other demons in the area can be greatly inhibited.
But in other galaxies, even with a talented leader like Shen Tingyu and complete military equipment, it may take several months to discover, lock, and extract the source crystal of the largest "mother body" in a small disaster area before dealing with it.
For example, the 13th District of Red City South, where Xu Qingran just traveled, was one of the most difficult districts in the legend. From the time when Silver Dragon took over to the time when Golden Wing took over, it took a total of about ten years to successfully kill the largest mother body. Not to mention that in the Tianlong system, where there is no leader in the exile, it is very difficult to successfully kill the mother body.
So the idea held by people here is to win by "quantity".
This number refers to the number of attacks and the number of people. They believe that as long as they increase the number of times the entire army is dispatched and concentrate their attacks on that target Type I mother body, one day they will be lucky enough to hit the opponent's source crystal and kill it.
When Xu Qingran heard this, he did not comment.
The probability of randomly hitting a small source crystal on such a large chimera I is almost zero. Not to mention that the source crystal on the I-type can move and change its position in real time, the important thing is that the mother body is so powerful that the I-type with the source crystal has a strong perception different from other chimeras.
It can predict an incoming attack about a second in advance and then avoid it in advance.
Therefore, even if they were lucky enough to find the source crystal, the other party would dodge it first. In addition, as a large-scale mid-to-high-level alien race, the defense of the source crystal was also very strong. Even if it was a 3S-level, it would take several mental attacks to truly break the source crystal.
The train stopped at a rest stop that led to a military sub-camp. Xu Qingran took a look but did not get off.
He had no plan to stay in the military area first.
There were too many people in the military zone, and he couldn't just go in and beat them up to threaten them. Although it was not impossible to beat them all, it would be meaningless. Even if they were too badly injured to do anything, the residents here would also be harmed.
Therefore, his goal now was just to check on the guards at each district station, including the patrol personnel.
After Xu Qingran left District 7, the first stop he got off was the safe zone in District 4.
It was evening at this time, and the people setting up stalls on the street were packing up their things and preparing to go home.
He saw several guards from the rest stop in Area 4 walking on the street, playing like naughty children. When passing by a stall, they accidentally knocked over the basket on top because of their big movements, and the orange fruits rolled all over the ground.
"Oh my God!" The stall was run by an elderly woman.
She covered her face in amazement, and staggered to the middle of the road with a hunched back, and began to pick up the fallen fruits one by one. The guards who had caused trouble walked by with a smile on their faces, and their silver-black boots crushed a few fruits, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
The old woman was so angry that she almost fainted. She pointed angrily in the direction where those people left and shouted, "Hey, you guys, if you don't want to help pick up the trash, please stop being so uncivilized!"
The guards who were originally joking were somewhat annoyed by her scolding. They turned around and stared at her fiercely: "Old woman, please speak with respect."
After that, he deliberately crushed a perfect orange fruit at his feet, and said in a haughty tone: "What's wrong with me stepping on it? You blame others for not putting your things away properly. If you keep nagging me, I will throw you directly into the disaster area to feed the devil!"
The old lady was shocked and angry, but as an ordinary resident who was powerless, she could only endure the grievance.
The few of them turned around and were about to continue walking to the other side of the street, but they found that a tall figure had appeared in front of them. The other person was wearing a funny cartoon monster mask, and his eyes were indifferent and emotionless, just looking at them motionlessly.
That inexplicably condescending look made several people feel uncomfortable.
The guard who had just angrily scolded the old lady strode forward with his chest puffed out: "You kid—"
Just as he opened his mouth, one of his legs was suddenly kicked hard by the opponent, hitting a nerve and forcing him to kneel down with his legs weak.
The brown-haired boy looked down at him and asked coldly, "Don't you apologize to others when you do something wrong?"
"Is this the discipline you should have as soldiers?"
The guard who was accidentally tricked cursed softly, and asked while pretending to stand up: "Who the hell are you? What qualifications do you have to tell me what to do?"
"What I hate most is being preached to, and I also hate following any bullshit rules!" He stood up, swung his fist and was about to hit the man in front of him in the eyes.
But as expected, it missed.
Even the subsequent attacks were dodged one by one, and he was easily caught in a flaw by the opponent, who grabbed his arm and used mental power of a level that was obviously higher than his. After suppressing him, he gave him a fierce shoulder throw.
The guard's head hurt from the fall, and before he could get up, the leg that had just stepped on the fruit was stepped on by another foot at the ankle.
Immediately, the sound of bones breaking was heard, and screams echoed throughout the street, excruciatingly painful.
Xu Qingran's eyes were slightly cold, and he said to him in a cold voice: "Can you please not use this leg that wastes food?"
The other vendors on the street seemed to be frightened. They stared blankly at the scene in front of them and forgot what to do for a moment.
The rest of the guards also reacted, and faced with a dangerous person like Xu Qingran, they directly took out their knives and attacked him. Xu Qingran also had a weapon, but he didn't use it. He easily caught the movements of those who wanted to attack from the corner of his eyes and dodged them with clever postures.
He turned around and kicked the man accurately, sending him flying.
After kicking him, he turned around and grabbed the two hands that were stabbing at him, and knocked their wrists hard, knocking the knives out of their hands. The AB-level guards who had no weapons in their hands were no match for him and were knocked down in a few moves.
Even if five or six people came together, no one could defeat him.
This kind of scene with weapons and the possibility of bloody, horrific and violent scenes should be a very terrifying scene for ordinary residents around. But as they were rushing to pack up and prepare to flee the scene, they couldn't help but be attracted by the boy wearing a mask.
For some reason, even when he didn't speak, he seemed to have a strange attraction.
He was beating someone up, but he seemed to be friendly and friendly. His fighting posture and movements were different from those of others. From dodging to counterattacking, his movements were smooth and perfect, like he was filming a movie. He was so good that people couldn't bear to look away.
After all the guards were defeated by Xu Qingran, applause was actually heard in the quiet street.
It was the old lady who was threatened just now.
The guards of South City are both brave and cowardly.
The brave ones are the ones who will attack anyone they dislike, no matter who it is or whether the opponent is stronger than them. The cowardly ones are the ones who will obey and accept their fate before they are killed, as long as they are sure that the opponent is someone they cannot beat.
So, the guards who were so arrogant not long ago were now helping the old woman who was bullied by them to clean up the mess on the ground with wounds all over their bodies and grinning. Xu Qingran even asked them to clean up the whole stall for her and help push the remaining fruits back to her home.
Of course, not every resident deserves help.
For example, there was an old man nearby who accidentally dropped something on his stall. He took the opportunity to call out to the guards who had succumbed to Xu Qingran's tyranny: "Hey, who's that? You, what are you still standing there for? Come and help me!"
The guards who had just picked up the oranges nearby were very dissatisfied with the old man's arrogant attitude, but thinking of the look in Xu Qingran's eyes when he beat them just now, they could only resign themselves to their fate and let him do what he wanted. After walking a few steps, a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
He turned his head and saw that it was Xu Qingran. His body trembled reflexively and he responded repeatedly: "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me. I'll be there right away."
But Xu Qingran pressed harder on his shoulder, stopping him from moving forward while saying, "No need."
After saying these two words, Xu Qingran walked towards the old man's stall.
Looking closely, he was holding a stick in his hand that he had gotten from somewhere.
The old man looked up when he was halfway through cleaning up and found that the guard he had called did not come. Instead, Xu Qingran was standing next to his stall with a stick in his hand, staring at him silently.
He had seen Xu Qingran's cruelty, so he didn't dare to be too rude to him. He just asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"
He didn't know Xu Qingran, and seeing how he had such a strong ability to suppress those soldiers, he thought he was their leader.
Xu Qingran's beautiful eyes curved slightly and asked him, "Uncle, did you drop your things by yourself, or did my guards do it?"
The uncle paused, thinking that they were all busy cleaning up the mess and definitely didn't notice him in the corner, so he answered confidently, "What are you talking about? It must have been your people who did it. Could it have been me?"
"Look at all my vegetables and fruits, you guys have destroyed them, you have to pay for them!"
Xu Qingran smiled but said nothing.
In fact, he had just seen this old man accidentally drop his own things, and then he found that he could get free labor, so he took the initiative to drop more things. He just wanted to see the guards who were usually high and mighty do hard labor for him to satisfy his malicious heart.
Xu Qingran did not forget that the military guards in Nanzhou were theoretically the people he was in charge of.
He will teach them a lesson if they have a bad attitude and don't follow the rules, but he will not let them be suppressed and bullied for no reason.
So Xu Qingran did not respond to the old man's request, but asked again in the same calm tone: "Uncle, think it over and tell me, did you drop these things by accident, or did my guards do it?"
The old man looked a little impatient and was about to reply, but when he looked up and met Xu Qingran's smiling eyes, he shuddered inexplicably.
Suddenly, I noticed his fingers tapping back and forth on the stick.
The words on his lips suddenly became hesitant, and finally he answered with a guilty conscience: "Ah, I was busy packing up and going home before the sun went down, and I accidentally dropped it! Can't you please help me out because of my age?"
Xu Qingran glanced at him and pointed to one of the small baskets to the guard who was still waiting for his decision: "Just help him pack up those radishes and onions."
After that, he said to the old man, "You can collect the rest yourself."
There was a coldness in his eyes that saw through everything.
Now the old man really felt a little scared.
Because the ones that Xu Qingran asked him to clean up were the ones he deliberately got rid of later to find work for the guards. Obviously, this officer with a sharp eye saw all his little moves.
He had seen how hard Xu Qingran could beat people, so he was not sure if he would beat up the local residents if he got mad. He could only bend down and obediently clean up the mess. The guards who were called to help saw the reactions of Xu Qingran and the old man, and roughly guessed the truth of the matter.
He packed up the basket of things with mixed feelings, and felt that his initial resentment towards Xu Qingran seemed to have suddenly lessened a little.
Humph, just a little bit.
In this way, Xu Qingran began his observation and "rectification" operations at various checkpoints.
Relying on the fact that the guards from different divisions seldom met each other, he would calmly say that he was a new soldier every time he went there, and then he would teach all those who were lazy or had bad attitudes according to his "rules".
There are also a small number of guards responsible for patrolling or cleaning who are more serious about their work. Xu Qingran will observe their shortcomings and teach them to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses based on their spiritual pool level and their own circumstances, just like he did during the previous exercises in the military academy.
He discovered that most of the Tianlong soldiers were actually of a certain level.
It's just that they either entered the military camp directly through local examinations, or attended classes in some fake military schools before, and their basic training was not very thorough, resulting in their only option of "fighting" and "recklessness" when facing foreign tribes after they came out, without any skills at all.
So, when Xu Qingran met those who were more serious and obedient, he would adjust the work they participated in.
They were not afraid of being beaten, and not only continued to persuade those colleagues who had begun to realize their mistakes, but also tried to secretly murder Xu Qingran, who was a thorn in their side. Most of them had killed people in other places, so Xu Qingran didn't hesitate to kill them all on the grounds of "self-defense".
—There is no need to stay for those who classify themselves as the dregs of society from the very beginning.
After Xu Qingran stayed at several stations, his biggest feeling was that the relationship between the residents in South City and the military guards was mostly not very good.
Both sides had their own problems to a certain extent, so sometimes, in addition to rectifying the soldiers and guards with incorrect attitudes, he would also teach the evil people in that area a lesson. If they deserved to be beaten, they would be beaten. Men, women, old and young, as long as they were equally vicious, they would be treated the same.
After a round, the atmosphere in those areas that had witnessed Xu Qingran's "madness" had improved a lot.
However, these small sites were just something he happened to see during his inspections and he did them casually.
His real goal is not to deal with these scattered soldiers, but to more effectively help him deal with the "big fish" in large numbers.
A month passed by unknowingly.
Nanzhou on Taiyue Star also began to enter winter.
It doesn't snow in Shangnan in winter, so Xu Qingran usually only wears a long windbreaker to keep warm when he goes out.
The guards at the 9-10 area site escorted him onto a small train to a new area.
Seeing the terrifying recruits finally leave, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
After I breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loneliness.
Areas 9 and 10 are residential and disaster-stricken areas respectively. The guards here are divided into two groups, which take turns to be in charge of the area once a week.
The first time they met Xu Qingran was in District 9 where the people lived.
It was already night, and everyone went home obediently. He was the only one still wandering on the street, looking lonely and cold. The timid IV-type demons around him did not harm him. When they saw him, they ran away as if they saw the plague god.
They didn't understand why, but they still picked up the guy who was said to be a new recruit and took him back to the rest stop.
There was a well-known bully in the 9-10 area station, who was two or three times the size of Xu Qingran and was like the leader of the entire station. Because no one could punish him, and he did have certain abilities, everyone could only swallow his arrogance.
This bully also has a special fetish, which is that he likes men.
Especially a man like Xu Qingran, who has fair skin, good looks, a good figure and is tall.
When Xu Qingran was first brought back by them, he was already targeted by the bully. However, Xu Qingran was different from other boys who looked weak and had delicate personalities. He was very defensive and had good counterattack abilities, so it was not easy for the bully to get close to him.
Until one night, the bully deliberately arranged him and another thinner team member together to patrol Area 9, and the rest of the team members were assigned to regular cleaning in Area 10. Everyone was very worried at the time, after all, anyone with a discerning eye knew what the bully wanted to do.
As a result, two hours later, the guards working in Area 10 saw them returning.
But the scene is terrifying, it's shocking at first sight.
The team member who was pulled in to make up the numbers was walking at the front, shaking like a sieve.
Xu Qingran, who was walking behind him, was still wearing the silver dragon uniform and handsome long windbreaker that made him look even cooler. He was dragging a huge body covered in blood with not a single part intact.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
I don't know what happened in those two hours. I only saw that Xu Qingran's neat high-collared military uniform had the top button torn off. His eyes were as fierce and cold as an evil demon that had just crawled out of hell. The body he dragged left a long trail of blood wherever he passed.
Xu Qingran dragged the bully, who was unknown whether he was dead or not, into Area 10.
When I came back, my hands were empty.
According to the team member's later recollection, the incident was that the bully deliberately found a reason to get Xu Qingran out, took him to an empty corner of the town and wanted to force him to do something bad, but in the end he was killed in return.
Before the bully was taken into the car, none of the team members could remember how many times Xu Qingran had stabbed him while he was pinned to the ground.
He just felt that the scene was more terrifying than any horror movie he had seen in recent years.
So, from that day on, Xu Qingran became the new 'bully' of their site.
They dared not disobey his request. But unlike the real bully, he mostly just supervised whether they did their job well, forced them to improve their abilities in all aspects, and ensured that they could carry out the cleanup operation of District 10 more quickly and effectively.
The days when Xu Qingran forced them to train were extremely painful, but now that this big Buddha has finally left, they feel strangely lost.
After all, with him around, the cleaning operations always feel safe.
Although he is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much, it's usually comfortable to be in the same space with him.
—I always feel that he is a very remarkable and unique recruit.
·
In the train, Xu Qingran took out his tablet and was checking the downloaded offline files.
The brand new technological item in his hand attracted the attention of other people in the car, but Xu Qingran seemed not to notice those gazes and calmly handled his "official business".
During his tour in the South City, he took time to return to the East City headquarters.
Because he went to Adjutant Mao's office, no one doubted his identity. He mainly wanted to download those official documents through the headquarters network so that he could review them when he was elsewhere.
At that time, he was sitting on the sofa and casually asked Adjutant Mao: "Why is it that only Dongcheng in Shangnanzhou has Internet access?"
Adjutant Mao, who was sitting behind the desk, raised his head from his book and answered seriously, "In fact, wireless stations were also installed in other urban areas of Nanzhou in the early days. However, the situation in Nanzhou was too unstable, and they were often attacked or occupied by demon groups right after they were installed."
It happens over and over again, and it is always destroyed just after it is installed.
After a while, the camp felt that installing a network here was a waste of money, so they simply stopped installing a network outside the main camp. Even the telecommunications system was weak, and the signal in some areas was not very good.
Xu Qingran pulled his thoughts away from his memories, lowered his head and looked at the open document on the light board for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
What he was reading were the requests sent by the leaders such as lieutenant colonels and majors from various urban areas.
Perhaps because they knew that these requests would never be adopted, the content of the requests changed from normal in the beginning to more and more exaggerated in the end.
For example, in South City, the initial requirements were very humble.
All it takes is ten thousand mental guns and five hundred land armored vehicles.
For example, Xicheng wants 5,000 psychic guns, 10,000 psychic swords, and 10 combat mechas.
The East City Camp also made a request, hoping to send an additional 10,000 elite guards to Shangnanzhou to ensure that they have all the basic equipment when they arrive - such as mental guns and knives, as well as military uniforms and protection.
Because their demands were not met for a long time, their demands became higher and higher every year.
What a million psychic guns and knife weapons.
Ten thousand combat mechas, one hundred thousand armored vehicles, five hundred thousand reinforcements, providing every soldier in Upper South Continent with the latest protective uniforms, etc...
There was also a request for a ton of chicken, pork and beef.
Five thousand kilograms of bananas and mangoes, rice, potatoes, and even wholesale Voltman models... Anyway, everything that can be thought of was exaggerated.
Xu Qingran couldn't help but laugh.
Only in the North City the demands remain the same every year.
Three hundred thousand guns, three hundred thousand weapons, fifty thousand vehicles, ten thousand mechas, five hundred thousand sets of military uniforms and other basic military equipment.
Xu Qingran looked at it like this for a long time.
It was not until the train whistle sounded that he packed his things, hung the small backpack on one of his shoulders, and prepared to get off the train.
Every time Xu Qingran left the station, he would get on a random train.
He gets off at the terminal where the bus stops.
Today the train took him to District 12-13 of the South City.
It was also the first time he visited the site.
Xu Qingran has been interested in these two areas for some time.
They were all residential areas that were only invaded by Category IV, and were adjacent to each other. The 10th, 11th, 14th, and 18th areas surrounding them were all completely affected areas.
From a geographical point of view, it can be said that it is in a situation where it is surrounded by enemies on all sides.
However, these two places that were attacked from all sides have survived until now and have not been swallowed up by the Type I army. This surprised him and made him interested in exploring it.
Xu Qingran came out of the car.
When I looked up, I saw a silver dragon guard in the transparent control room at the rest stop window, with his butt raised and lying in front of the microphone next to the control console in a seductive posture, announcing in a brisk tone: "Welcome everyone to the South City 12-13 checkpoint rest stop. Area 12 on the left and Area 13 on the right. Visitors from Area 13 who bring pork and alcohol, please respect local customs. We won't stop you from eating, but please don't be provocative."
"Once discovered, they will be shot immediately."
As soon as Xu Qingran took his eyes off him, he saw several guards in uniform walking out of the last carriage of the train.
There are both men and women.
The person who came out of the control room smiled at the red-haired boy among them and said, "Brother Lin, you're back! How's the situation in Area 18? Is it serious?"
"It's not bad. There was just one Type I mother body that was quite active. It took us more than half a month to finally deal with it. The alert area should still be able to be defended."
"It would be great if we could get more military equipment and weapons from the Empire. I wonder if the new colonel can do something useful?"
"Come on, didn't Anan from East City complain to us last month that this colonel stood us up? With his character, there's no way he'll be able to do anything for us."
"Ha, we were just talking about this! Luckily I was smart that day and anticipated this so I didn't go!"
The one bragging was a red-haired boy.
He had a healthy body, a healthy complexion, deep facial features, large and lively eyes, and was very energetic when he spoke. Judging from his shoulder straps, his official position seemed to be higher than that of his companions.
"Oh, yes, it was you who was smart and anticipated this in advance, and it wasn't because you couldn't get up and catch the bus to East City the day before that you were absent." The girl who answered put her elbow on his shoulder and rolled her eyes rudely as she spoke.
The girl had the same hair color as him, and her hair was tied up in a high ponytail.
She was even taller than him, and her eyes were equally big and lively, with all her emotions clearly written in them.
Obviously, they are a pair of siblings.
"It's despairing to think that the new colonel is also unreliable."
"Let's not talk about this, Brother Lin, I heard that you are ready to break through Area 10 next week?"
"Yes, we are waiting for weapons and equipment... I will go with Aya to check the situation in the camp later."
The red-haired boy greeted the guards guarding the rest stop, then walked towards the exit of Area 12 with the girl next to him.
When they met residents getting off other carriages on the way, they would greet them with a smile.
There was also an old lady carrying a basket of vegetables who gave each of them an apple. She then walked to the door of the lounge and said to the people inside with a smile, "Young men and women, the fruits in my son's orchard are ripe. I asked him for some and I'll treat you to some."
It's amazing, the relationship between soldiers and residents is very different from that in other areas of South City.
Xu Qingran lowered his head and flipped through the manual that Sun Hongbing gave him.
South City District 12 is one of the South City military camps. Although it is not the main military camp of Districts 10-18, it is said that the lieutenant colonel in charge of this half of the South City is stationed there, and the military defense distribution and personnel mobilization of this half of the district are all under the responsibility of the other party.
Xu Qingran seemed to be thinking about something.
Just as I put the manual back into my pocket, a voice suddenly came from very close in front of me: "Hey brother, you look like you are lost?"
When he looked up, he saw the red-haired boy who was originally heading for District 12 had appeared in front of him.
Probably because he was also wearing a Silver Dragon Guard uniform, so he noticed it.
Xu Qingran thought for a moment and followed his words, "I'm a new recruit who just arrived in Shangnanzhou. I want to ask how to get to the camp in District 12?"
The red-haired boy looked at him and said without any doubt: "So you are the new reinforcements! Welcome, welcome. We are about to go to District 12. Come with us!"
Xu Qingran was not polite.
The means of transportation is still the familiar off-road vehicle.
In the car, he learned that the two red-haired men and women were siblings, and twins. The man was called Lin Xuan and the woman was called Lin Ya. Not only were they both military personnel, they were also born and raised in South City, and their homes were in District 13.
In the passenger seat, Lin Ya was complaining: "Ah, the fried vegetables I packed back are not crispy anymore!"
"It's all your fault. You forced me to put it in my bag!"
Lin Xuan clicked his tongue and said, "There's an air fryer in the camp. Can't you just fry it for a few minutes before eating?"
“I just want to eat now!”
Xu Qingran sat in the back seat, watching the brother and sister Lin Xuan and Lin Ya chatting with each other, and his thoughts became a little dazed again.
If Xu Qingyao could grow up with him, perhaps his sister who loves to kill people would be like this too
The black SUV carried three people all the way to the branch camp in Area 12.
As they went away, the sun slowly sank into the other side of the horizon.
On the same night, at the checkpoint between South City District 2 and 3.
There were busy figures moving in the passage, with fully armed soldiers constantly running from one end of the pass to the other.
His expression was serious and his steps were hurried, as if he was engaged in a fierce battle.
In the outer area of Zone 3 near the checkpoint, Ma Biao held a heavy spiritual salute gun in his arms and launched an attack at a Class I not far away.
He has been holding out here for four or five hours.
After several days of heavy consumption, the reserves in his mental pool were almost exhausted. Every new attack made his face paler and the sweat on his forehead fell like rain.
Not far away, another team member who was also exhausted fainted and was helped by his companions to the checkpoint.
Someone ran over to report to him: "Brother Ma, our brothers' mental strength is almost exhausted. If we continue to hold on, someone might die..."
Ma Biao's expression was very ugly. He cursed and said, "Retreat tonight!"
He returned to the rest stop, looked at the exhausted guards lying on the ground, walked to the corner and threw his hat hard to vent his anger.
It's not that I'm angry at those people for no reason, I'm just worried about the not-so-good situation in Zone 3.
The land in zones 3 and 5 is fertile, and the climate in the region is exceptionally humid with ample rainfall, so the soil is very nutrient-rich.
This resulted in the devils in Zone 3 having a very sufficient source of energy, and their development and derivation speeds were faster than in other zones. Their daily cleaning workload was several times that of other zones, but even so, the Type I derivation here was beyond their expectations.
If we don’t control those mother bodies, District 2 will be implicated soon.
Ma Biao was just having a headache when suddenly a soldier cautiously walked up to him and said hesitantly, "Brother Ma, I recently heard some news that there may be a chance to ease the situation in Districts 3 and 5."
Ma Biao lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then asked without hope, "What's the news?"
"Yes, I heard that there is a new recruit in South City who is very talented."
(End of this chapter)