Zhou Rong and the military and political commissars spent a long time talking before getting permission to send Yan Hao out. As a result, before Yan Hao entered the door of the intensive care unit, he was forcibly blocked by a few soldiers under Tang Hao.
"That little white face surnamed Yan" leaned his back against the wall of the hospital corridor, lowered his head intently, and played with the PSP lent to him by the nurse's sister. When someone called him, he raised his head, and his face was full of surprise: "Hey, didn't you say you can handle it?"
Yan Hao smiled teasingly, and his expression resembled Zhou Rong's.
Then he straightened his clothes, tucked the PSP into the back pocket of his military trousers, and steadily paced into the ward under the indescribable gaze of the deputy battalion commander and a few soldiers.
Sinan sat quietly on the hospital bed, and when he heard footsteps, he tilted his head slightly: "Yan Hao?"
"Hey." Yan Hao greeted casually, ignoring Tang Hao and the dozen or so soldiers around him as nothing: "Si Xiaonan quickly put the doctor down, what if you are strangled to death later."
Sinan's fingers loosened slightly. This force neither really suffocated the doctor nor gave him any chance to break free. He asked, "Where's Zhou Rong?"
"The captain was invited to have tea by the chief of the Military Commission. Do you want to find him?"
Simon didn't answer, "Are you injured?"
Yan Hao said, "No."
"What about Chuncao, Ding Shi and Big Rooster?"
"It's all in the Military Commission."
Sinan nodded invisibly, and was silent for a while.
Everyone in the ward held their breath, and the silence was like countless small bombs, constantly shaking everyone's eardrums.
After a long while, Sinan finally opened his mouth and said, "How is the Military Commission going?"
Tang Hao immediately pointed at Yan Hao and ordered in a low voice, "Take him out."
However, before the deputy battalion commander responded, Yan Hao asked, "Captain Tang, do you want to do it?"
"...!" Tang Hao immediately realized that it was not good.
But no matter how fast his body responded, it was half a step slower than his consciousness. Before Tang Hao had time to make a move, he only heard a loud thud behind him. Sinan squeezed the doctor's neck and pressed him against the head of the bed, pulled out all the needles on his body with his backhand, rolled over and got out of bed, and landed as lightly as a feather, instantly knocking back the two soldiers who came up!
Tang Hao: "What do you want to do with the surname Yan?!"
Yan Hao took out the PSP from his pocket and started playing.
Tang Hao: "..."
Sinan moved his hands as fast as a ghost, and he didn't even need his eyes to look at it. Anyone who took a half-step would be brought down. The sound of the wind, footsteps, and intuition were his weapons to discern the situation around him. The deputy battalion commander threw the gun with a scolding, and jumped into bed with his bare hands. Before he could restrain Sinan's throat from behind, he saw that Sinan was a tall man. The Alpha soldiers took turns and smashed the deputy battalion commander together with the bed he borrowed from with a loud bang!
The doctor screamed and rushed out, but Sinan ignored him, and did not turn his head like a long eye behind his back, turned sideways to avoid Tang Hao's knife, grabbed his arm and pulled it forward. The two of them passed by in an instant, Tang Hao bent his knees and swept his legs hard, kicking the messy medicine bottles and infusion bags all over the floor.
Sinan dodged like a lightning bolt, Yan Hao didn't lift his head, took a step back and withdrew from the battlefield, and said with a loud laugh, "Captain Tang! What kind of skill is it to bully an invisible Omega?"
Tang Hao said to rogue unit 118, can't you fucking shut up!
Sinan stepped on the infusion stand, slipped and hooked on the soles of his feet, grabbed the iron stand in his hand, and hacked backhand without saying a word. The loud noise was deafening, and the iron frame slammed into the wall against Tang Hao's side face, and the wall slapped Tang Hao's face in an instant!
"—Are you still fighting?"
Tang Hao was choked and coughed a few times, and held down the red-eyed subordinate who was about to rush up.
The intensive care unit has been turned into ruins, and there is pain everywhere. Sinan tilted his head, like a wounded and cautious cheetah, he threw the infusion stand with a bang, and retreated in the direction of the door of the ward.
With Yan Hao behind him, Sinan suddenly turned around and held his neck, but released it after only half a second.
"Can you recognize this?" Yan Hao put away the PSP.
"Your skin is smoother."
Yan Hao: "..."
Sinan asked him seriously: "How is the Military Commission going?"
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"You searched and rescued alone for 48 hours in the center of the city where zombies gathered?"
"Yes."
"Not infected?"
"Fortunately," Zhou Rong said, "no."
In the conference room of the aircraft carrier, there was a long table across the east end. Lieutenant General Zheng, the political commissar of the group army, the chief of staff, and other four people were sitting behind the table, each with a glass of boiled water in front of them.
In the middle of the conference room, there was a folding chair with a backrest. Zhou Rong sat on it. He had already washed himself. He was wearing a new gray and white city camouflage uniform, and the gun was placed on the ground beside his feet.
Lieutenant General Zheng's voice echoed in the empty room: "Have you guessed that he is an antibody carrier at that time?"
"do not know."
"But you risked your life with this move, Colonel," said another commissar meaningfully.
Zhou Rong stared straight at the long table and seemed to be lost in some kind of contemplation. The eyes of the four chiefs fell on him, and after a while Zhou Rong said lightly, "I just wanted to bring him back, I didn't think too much."
"Then did you know that the antibody carrier was on the verge of estrus?"
"do not know."
Several commanders exchanged hidden glances, and Zhou Rong didn't even need to look to know what those eyes meant.
They didn't believe a word.
But they don't plan to pursue it for the time being.
"Let's be here first today." Lieutenant General Zheng coughed and got up and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, Colonel."
General Zheng picked up a metal suitcase on the table, strode forward and handed it over to Zhou Rong. Zhou Rong was a little surprised, but Lieutenant General Zheng did not explain, and only shook hands with him: "We all think it's better for you to hand it over yourself."
Zhou Rong immediately said: "I don't need such a promotion. My captain and I just want to complete the task..."
"What are you thinking?" Lieutenant General Zheng was slightly displeased.
Zhou Rong looked at him suspiciously.
Admiral Zheng saw that he really didn't know, so he eased his tone and explained, "This is what the above means."
He didn't explicitly say where it was pointing. He seemed to acquiesce that Zhou Rong should be aware of it. Then he patted Zhou Rong's shoulder hard, and regardless of his obstruction, he leaned over and picked up Zhou Rong's gun and inserted it into his thigh. Inside the outer holster.
"In this battle for survival, hundreds of thousands of military, armed police, firefighting and scientific researchers have all sacrificed, and the special forces represented by 118 have saved countless people at the cost of their flesh and blood. Your organization has been abolished, but your fame will forever remain in military history."
Lieutenant General Zheng paused, coughed hard, and then calmed his hoarse voice, looking directly into Zhou Rong's eyes: "You and your team rescued virus research materials and primary antibodies, and found serum Antibody carriers have grabbed precious time and resources for the research of detoxification vaccines by the General Administration of Strategy Research Institute. Major General Qian, General Staff Officer Liu and 118 have spirits in the sky and will be proud of you."
Zhou Rong smiled sadly and did not answer.
Lieutenant General Zheng said gently: "Let your team members go to rest. There will be someone from above who will take you..."
He was interrupted by a knock on the door, and the commissar asked casually, "Who?"
"Report!" The guard's stammering voice came from outside the door: "Captain Yan and Yan Hao of the 118th Brigade are back!"
General Zheng was inexplicable and pushed the door in person.
In the corridor, the guards looked strange and helpless, and the legendary and famous comrade Lu Hua Yanhao stood upright against the wall with a blank expression.
There was a young man on the bench beside him, half of his face was covered with gauze, his upper body covered with bandages was naked, and when he sat cross-legged, a thin white ankle was exposed, his elbow was on his knee, like a contemplative He bowed slightly like a beast.
The seriously ill patient who was supposed to be unconscious in the intensive care unit actually appeared here, and there were obvious signs of fighting on his body. Zheng Zheng's body shook a few times uncontrollably on the spot.
Zhou Rong lost his voice: "Si Nan?"
Sinan raised his head, accurately caught the source of the sound, and stretched out a hand.
Zhou Rong walked up quickly, grabbed the hand that was still bruised because of the infusion, and was hugged by Sinan sitting cross-legged on the waist, buried his face in his hot arms and took a deep breath .
"Why are you here?" Zhou Rong's voice was unstable, and he rubbed the back of Sinan's head hard.
Sinan said briefly, "I can't see it. I want to know where you are."
"The commander and deputy battalion commander of the ninth battalion and several soldiers were injured. No one dared to stop him along the way. Captain Yan helped him point the way and came over..." The guards reported to Lieutenant General Zheng hesitantly. Several old commanders When he came out of the conference room, he saw Zhou Rong hug the bare-footed Sinan with one hand, all of them were very strange, as if he saw something that he didn't expect at all.
Zhou Rong didn't expect that Sinan would kill him all the way to find him. He lowered his head and kissed the top of Sinan's black hair. Jun's face was a little red: "Then I'll go back first, I see him... It seems that there is no need to go back to the ward. …”
There was no expression on the small half of Sinan's face exposed under the gauze. But everyone knows that his eyes are separated by white gauze, and he is vigilant to observe any movement here.
Zheng Zhongjian considered for a few seconds, then nodded his head unexpectedly and loosely: "Okay. But the research institute above may have to draw some blood later, please cooperate with me when that time comes."
The general staff frowned, as if he felt inappropriate, but was stopped by Lieutenant General Zheng and shook his head almost invisible.
Zhou Rong said, "Yes, we must cooperate." Then he motioned for Yan Hao to come with him, turned around and walked out of the office area with Sinan in his arms.
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The aircraft carrier sailed on the sea without feeling any movement at all, as if walking on a huge island.
Zhou Rong put Sinan in the pantry in the officer's activity room, went to report to get a pair of new shoes, came back and knelt on the ground and put on Sinan himself. Yan Hao ran out of power on his PSP, squatted on the side playing with the frozen suitcase, and asked casually, "How's your tea? Is it the sun?"
Zhou Rong said, "I found that you are a little bit neither big nor small now, Major Yan, have you become more courageous after your promotion?"
Yan Hao didn't hear clearly for a while: "What did you call me?"
"Tomorrow, when I arrive at the headquarters, I will submit a red-headed document. Each of the brothers will be promoted to one level, and I will be two levels. Congratulations on becoming a school officer."
Yan Hao was very surprised: "Yo!"
Zhou Rong lowered his head to tie Sinan's shoelaces, and said lightly: "Anyway, I won't be able to pay the salary, it's just a nice sound, don't take it too seriously."
Having said that, promotions are always a good thing, or at least what it says on the sacrifice memorial. Yan Hao smiled and said: "Then you have returned to the level before the devolution, captain? I think this is a good sign. Call Xiangzi and the others tonight to hold a celebration party, it will be lively and lively."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Rong said: "I refused."
Yan Hao was stunned.
Zhou Rong got up and patted Sinan's face, his fingertips gently scratched on his blindfolded gauze.
Yan Hao wanted to ask why, but when he saw Zhou Rong's expression, there was no trace of joy at all.
This is not Brother Rong who seems to be giggling and unscrupulous on weekdays, but the real, thoughtful and vigilant Zhou Rong deep down in his heart.
But in a blink of an eye, Zhou Rong laughed again, sticking to Sinan's ear and asking, "Brother Rong has been a junior officer all his life, do you dislike it?"
Sinan kept his head sideways and listened to them attentively. Hearing that, a smile flickered across his lips. He put his hand into Zhou Rong's brand-new camouflage pants pocket, pinched his crotch playfully, and then took out a fruit candy.
"Hey! Little hooligan!" Zhou Rong pinched Sinan's ear and scolded.
Yan Hao glanced at Zhou Rong suspiciously. Although the face that could be pulled directly to shoot Hard Guang was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes at all. If it wasn't for Sinan sitting in front of him, Yan Hao would have no doubt that Zhou Rong's low pressure could make snow float out of thin air on the sea.
"Captain Zhou!" An officer came over from the door of the event and gave a slapped salute, then took out his credentials and said, "The military commission sent me to invite you over there. The car is already waiting outside."
Zhou Rong snorted, then picked up the frozen suitcase: "Yan Hao, take Sinan back to the ICU."
Yan Hao vaguely guessed something, Zhou Rong motioned the officer to wait a moment, squatted down and pulled La Sinan's slender fingers covered with Band-Aids: "Brother Rong has to do something, come back to the ward to see you at night, okay? "
Sinan lowered his head slightly, his eyes behind the white gauze were quietly facing Zhou Rong.
"If you don't come," Sinan said softly, "I won't cooperate."
It was almost a bright threat, and the officer's face changed immediately.
However, Zhou Rong pressed the back of Sinan's head hard, put a kiss on his temples, and said with a smile, "I know, when did Brother Rong break his appointment?"
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The car drove past the long island, and the huge apron in the distance was densely packed with fighter jets and military helicopters. The fleet took off and circled under the blue sky, like an orderly flock of seabirds, transporting survivors and weapons supplies back and forth.
"The Central Committee and the Military Commission were forced to move out of the B military area, and many people died on the way. Some officers and soldiers went to the northeast to establish a refugee refuge base for survivors, while the other came to the South China Sea, where they were stationed on large artificial islands and military bases built by the country in the early years, and established The new military headquarters."
While driving, the officer dutifully introduced that Zhou Rong was sitting in the co-pilot with one hand on his forehead, letting the sea breeze blow his hair, and nodded thoughtfully.
"After the base and headquarters were established, the entire army was restructured and reorganized. The search and rescue teams began to repair communication towers from the north and south ends of the motherland, rescue the surviving people, and choose suitable locations nearby to build refuge fortifications. The military sacrificed countless soldiers and soldiers. , built six large refuge centers on the land of the motherland at a heavy price."
Zhou Rong glanced at him suddenly: "We traveled thousands of miles from North China to the south, why haven't we seen a single one?"
"Guangxi, Yunnan, Qinghai, Inner Mongolia, Jilin, Heilongjiang." The officer smiled bitterly: "The Zhou team went south through the Lianghu area. The Central Plains area is dense with zombies, and the army cannot advance at all. It is estimated that only your 118 special forces can survive successfully. "
Zhou Rong didn't answer, and lowered his eyelids heavily.
"If the search and rescue cannot be carried out by this fall, the Central Plains is estimated to be turned into a no-man's land."
In the carriage, only the sound of the sea breeze blowing in, drowned out the solemn sigh of the officer.
The car stopped in front of the central passage of the island, Zhou Rong got out of the car with a suitcase, and the officer shouted from behind, "Colonel Zhou!"
As soon as Zhou Rong turned around, he saw him trotting over, with a solemn and solemn expression, standing in front of him with a snap.
"At the beginning of the year, the headquarters sent a lot of troops to the B military area to try to salvage the research materials, but they all failed. Fortunately, Colonel Zhou risked his life to bring out the results at the first time of the virus outbreak. I admire you very much."
The officer was about to raise his hand to salute, but he was halfway up, and Zhou Rong impatiently stopped him and pressed it down: "Major, thank you, don't shout."
Against the strong wind, Zhou Rong walked into the covered bridge without looking back, leaving only the officer standing outside in a daze, and did not recover for a long time.
Five or six minutes after going deep into the covered bridge, after a series of familiar checks, two reconnaissance battalion guards with live ammunition took Zhou Rong into the explosion-proof elevator in person.
Ding!
The elevator door opened, and the two guards directly opposite nodded in greeting. One of them turned around and knocked on the door of the solid wood conference room: "Sir, Colonel Zhou is here."
Almost as soon as the voice fell, an aging voice came from inside:
"Come in."
Although he was very familiar with it in his early career, even to a somewhat casual level; but at this moment, Zhou Rong still raised his breath and raised his eyes.
If Yan Hao and the others were there, they would find that Zhou Rong's temperament had changed at this moment - he was no longer the special forces squadron commander who was lazy, inattentive, and even a little evil when he smiled. His signature sly and sharp demeanor completely receded from the corners of his brows and eyes, and instantly transformed into a disciplined solemnity and composure.
That aura could even make people feel oppressive, but it blended with the solemn atmosphere around him, as if he belonged here in the first place and was a key part of it.
The guard opened the door, nodded to Zhou Rong, and stretched out his hand.
Zhou Rong took out his gun and walked in with the freezer.
The door clicked shut behind him.
At the end of the conference room is a glass curtain wall. An old man with gray hair is facing the door. Sitting in an armchair behind the long table, his body is slightly bent due to the irresistible years, casting a vicissitudes of life on the single-sided glass curtain wall.
Although his appearance has changed a lot in recent years, no matter who is present, he can immediately recognize this serious and unsmiling face that once appeared on the news network every day.
Zhou Rong stood at attention, saluting, and said nothing.
The old man sat upright towards him, his speckled hands folded on the table, his chin raised slightly. Although his voice is not as thick and loud as it used to be because of his age, the calm power when he speaks still makes people unable to help condense—
"It's been three years, Colonel Zhou." The old man said slowly, "You didn't disappoint me."