I think I will never forget that day—when I performed my military mission perfectly, I stood in the dock in the court and received a trial by the whole people.
Oh, in fact, how can I say good about this matter
I don’t know. In short, when I woke up, I was standing on the dock. On the opposite side of the trial stand was a woman, about forty to fifty years old, wearing a black judge's robe, her face was fair, and her facial features were a bit sharp. Wearing black-rimmed glasses, the lips emit a faint bluish white, a little peeling, they should look like they haven’t applied the lipstick. Oh, it’s said that a woman without makeup is terrible, and a woman who dares to appear on the trial bench without makeup , More terrible.
I have heard of this woman, and she is Wang Ling, the judge in the safe zone who is famous for justice.
Next to her, there are two assistants who look like they are in their thirties. They should be more sophisticated. Here are a few clerks and prosecutors. At the front is a beautiful woman with long hair, dressed in purple. His work method, I was writing something diligently with my head down, and occasionally raised my head and scorned me. There was a bit of curiosity and a bit of fear in his eyes.
This kind of hurts me a little bit, you know, in this doomsday, soldiers are the most popular. A handsome officer is a sought-after item for girls. However, when this beauty looks at me, she is so afraid, probably "killer "The reputation of "has been spread out?" Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly and shook my head.
"it has started."
Suddenly, a man next to the dock stabbed me. I looked back and it was the lawyer Wang who was debating for myself. This man was very unpleasant, with a wretched look of scorpion head and thief's eyes, but in this kind of public opinion Next, I can't hire a good lawyer, so I can't help it.
"Okay, I get it now. I nodded, straightened my body, coughed, and looked around. I saw more than 20 men and women sitting on the jury, with different faces and awe-inspiring expressions. There were hundreds of spectators sitting on the opposite side. … There are too few people, right? Didn't Lao Li say that he wants to be "juried by the whole people"? With just a few hundred people, how can "national jury"
"The jury screen has been turned on, please take a moment."
Suddenly, Lawyer Wang stood by, knocked on the table quietly, and reminded him in a low voice.
"Jury screen?" I was taken aback, looked up, and saw that the screen was slowly turned on on the walls on all sides. The top red and blue respectively wrote "A faction" (people's hero) and "B faction" (people's public enemy). Next to it is the vote count, and on the other screens there are many people. Some people are sitting in the pub and watching here, some are standing in front of the big screen on the street, and some are sitting at home. , In short, all kinds of people are staring at themselves, all kinds of expressions, of course, the most common expression is-grief and anger.
Grief!
When I thought of this word, I was holding on to the railing on the dock, and suddenly a bit of sadness grew in my heart, and the situation in front of me when Commander Li gave the order—
"This mission..." Lao Li tapped his rough fingers on the desktop, his face suddenly became much older, and his eyes suddenly deepened: "You know."
"Report sir, I know." I nodded.
"Okay, okay, as long as you know it." Lao Li came over, patted my shoulder, and suddenly sighed: "How difficult things are in the world, you have to stop."
"Yes." I nodded.
"If the task is successfully completed, you need to go to the military court." When Lao Li said this, the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen, and my eyes reflected in my figure, bright and sad.
"Yes." I continued to nod.
"Okay, that's it." Lao Li sighed, as if he couldn't bear to say anything, patted my shoulder and said, "Let's do it."
"Yes." I raised my hand in salute, turned and walked out the door.
The sky outside the door was blue. There were a few bombers parked in the airport. A few maintenance workers were smoking and chatting not far away. The wind blew up in the openness for no reason, so I walked towards my bomber step by step.
The bomber was the kind of old-fashioned American bomber. It looked very small, like a girl from Xiaojiabiyu. At this time, he was eagerly waiting for his master to be lucky.
"Oh, Brother Xu, why are you here at this time? We are talking about the CCA organization. The humanitarian bastards have started to destroy our protective shields. What a group of short-sighted idiots, why? There is something new today. What about the task.” The maintenance workers stopped chatting when they saw me coming. They all walked up and started checking the performance of the machine. Their boss, Lao Chen, walked straight up and passed a cigarette: "Hey."
"I don't eat." I smiled and shook my head.
Old Chen laughed "haha". Under the apocalypse, all supplies are in short supply, so this cigarette can't be wasted. He put the cigarette on the cigarette, took two sips, squinted at me and squinted at me: "What? , Are you going to deliver supplies to the disaster area again today?" After saying this, he suddenly looked back at the bomber in surprise, as if it was strange why the bomber was empty.
"Yes."
Regarding this mission, I really don't want to say much, so I nodded.
"But... what do you want to support?" Old Chen blinked, and then looked back at the bomber. It was obvious that there was nothing on the bomber. If there was, it was filled with fuel.
"Oh... it's hard to say." I faltered and waved my hand, obviously not wanting to say more.
"Okay." Old Chen shrugged and asked back, "Have you checked?"
"Everything is normal." The maintenance workers nodded, I grinned and expressed my gratitude. I walked to the bomber, boarded the plane, sat on the plane, put on earmuffs and masks, and started the bomber. There were a few surprised people in Lao Chen. In the light of the eyes, rising into the sky, the supreme cloud...
The sky is blue, white clouds are blooming, and the sun is shining. Walking through the sky, feeling the rustling of the wind, I suddenly thought, if this is not the end, it would be great.
In fact, just six months ago, the world was still normal, science and technology were developing, mankind was progressing, and everything was rotating normally. However, a plague destroyed everything, and a deadly virus quickly destroyed 780 million people at an unstoppable speed. The rest of the people live in fear in the ruins of the doomsday...
In fact, that's all. The most important thing is isolation.
When the virus spread, the people who were evacuated in time, the expert team came forward and quickly set up an air security line like a crystal screen, isolating everything in the virus zone. However, the frightening thing is that there are still many people who have not been evacuated.
And what I, as the best pilot, do every day is to deliver living supplies to the "uninfected" who have not been evacuated and the "infected" who have not yet died.
But today my task is different.
Thinking of this, I put on the oxygen tube and looked down at the "quarantine area" below-unlike the usual security zone, the quarantine area is completely apocalyptic. At such a distance, I still smell the breath of death. The bomber is a little bit Flying a little lower, I saw the corpses on the street, like goods, still on the side of the road. There were no pedestrians on the road, and the empty space seemed dead, but I knew that as long as I threw the supplies down. , People from all directions will emerge at once, quickly dismembering the corpses like a gathering of jackals, and finally disappearing quickly.
This is the most common situation when supplies are put into operation recently, but today is different.