The next day, the transfer order that General Zheng sent to Zhou Rong alone was finally announced.
Chuncao, Yan Hao, Ding Shi, and Guo Weixiang were incorporated into a special operations team, with Tang Hao as the team leader, and went to the land of zombies to find the ultimate antibody sample that fell into the valley.
Zhou Rong was specially appointed to do his old job as a central guard.
Simon stood in front of the window, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his left hand was holding hot tea, and his right hand was in his trouser pocket, revealing the medical tape that had just been drawn on his arm after the blood was drawn.
At the gate of the military district in the distance, an army green jeep reflected light in the sun, Chuncao Yanhao and the others were fully armed, Zhou Rong white T-shirt, black short jacket and trousers, light and neat, said goodbye to his team members one by one. .
Tang Hao sat in the driver's seat very impatiently, holding his forehead to check his watch frequently, he could see that his patience had gradually reached the limit.
"Bring the communication device, call Brother Rong at the critical moment, Brother Rong will send out remote technical guidance, and there is a 1/1000 chance that the summoning formation will show up..."
Zhou Rong finally patted Chuncao's head, hooked Yan Hao's shoulder forcibly, and said with a smile: "Okay, that's about it, I hope our 118... The members of the former 118th Squadron No. Concentrate everyone's European energy to restrain Lieutenant Colonel Tang's non-Emirate attributes, successfully complete the map and open the equipment, and clear the Resident Evil dungeon as soon as possible."
Tang Hao roared, "Who is the African chief?! Zhou Rong!"
Tang Hao threw the car door aggressively, and before he stepped forward, the four former 118 special forces turned around in unison.
The two sides stared at each other for a long time, Tang Hao sighed while covering his forehead: "You guys are about to close, the fighter jet will take off in ten minutes, what time is it!"
Guo Weixiang seemed to be unable to control what he wanted to say, but Yan Hao stopped him and shook his head gently at him.
"Okay, let's go." Yan Hao picked up the 30kg equipment bag from the ground, threw it on one shoulder, and took the initiative to give Zhou Rong a tight hug: "Brother Rong has not invited us to dinner before his promotion. Well, when the brothers come back with the antibodies smoothly, remember not to let this go away."
Zhou Rong said: "Well, okay, one canteen is enough for a canteen."
Chuncao burst into tears: "Dad, will you go with your new mother to give birth to a younger brother when I'm not around?"
Zhou Rong: "Of course my silly girl, when you come back, you will have a platoon and get ready to be a brother-in-law, Keke."
Guo Weixiang: "I have nothing to say, I only recognize Brother Rong as my captain... Ow!" Zhou Rong slapped him hard before he finished speaking, and the rest of the rhetoric was beaten back into his stomach.
Zhou Rong: "Go away!"
Zhou Rong watched them walk out one by one. Not far away, Lieutenant Colonel Jin Hua held his arms and stood under the tree, silently watching the people at the end of the line. However, Ding Shi did not respond to her gaze, and kept his head down deliberately, like a big boy who had done something wrong, and hurriedly got into the jeep.
Tang Hao finally honked the horn, turned the front of the car slowly, and drove towards the port with dust.
The dust smoke lifted the hem of Zhou Rong's short jacket, revealing his sturdy waist and trousers hanging from his crotch. He took out the cigarette case, ejected a cigarette, lit it and took a long puff.
Because he didn't have to perform the task, his gun was confiscated, and the back waist was empty, and he always felt that something was missing.
"Hey!" Zhou Rong said loudly, Lieutenant Colonel Jin Hua turned around and caught the cigarette case thrown at him by surprise.
Jin Hua smiled with blushing eyes, and gave Zhou Rong a thank you lip.
On the third floor in the distance, the white mist of hot tea curled up, shrouding Sinan's brows and eyes indistinctly.
"Zhou Rong really wants to go," he suddenly said softly.
Ning Yu stared at the microscope attentively, and said "um", "Then why don't you go?"
Sinan said coldly: "Because you idiot's experiment hasn't finished yet."
Ning Yu burst out laughing, but then it turned into a muffled cough that vibrated from her chest.
"It doesn't matter. After a while, artificial antibodies will be synthesized initially. Although it is only suitable for a few people with excellent genes, it can be implemented within the special forces, and it can give soldiers the ability to heal quickly after being bitten by zombies." Ning Yu reluctantly stopped. Coughing, he said hoarsely: "After they bring back the ultimate antibody and make a vaccine that can be popularized to all the people, you will be completely free, and you can go with Zhou Rong wherever you want, or lie down and eat the country for a lifetime."
Sinan was noncommittal about the last sentence, but turned to look at Ning Yu.
"how?"
Sinan said lightly: "I know you so far, and this is the most human-like thing you have said."
Ning Yu immediately returned to her cunning and mean face: "If you don't speak Chinese, just say a few words less. What kind of bad description is this? Come here and I'll give you a shot of the vaccine... Hey, where are you going!"
Sinan drank the hot tea and walked out the door without looking back: "Go to the Chinese cram school."
Zhou Rong squinted his eyes in the dazzling sunlight, and Sinan's figure crossed the open space and walked towards him against the breeze.
Jinhua has already left, and there are no pedestrians in the military area. The sentry in the distance is standing on the post with a gun on his back, straight like a javelin. Zhou Rong watched Sinan approach with a cigarette in his mouth, suddenly opened his arms, and said lazily, "Hey, come here!"
"… "
"Brother Rong is in a bad mood, come here to comfort Brother Rong!"
Sinan stood still, looked Zhou Rong up and down, and asked, "How to comfort him?"
Zhou Rong asked slyly: "How did Brother Rong comfort you when you were in a bad mood last night?"
Sinan thought for a moment, then said sincerely: "Okay." Then he bent down suddenly, imitating Zhou Rong's posture of carrying him all the way back to the dormitory last night, and hugged Zhou Rong horizontally.
"Hahaha—" Zhou Rong's uncontrollable laughter resounded in the open space, and the eyes of the two sentries not far away were almost out of the frame. I saw Sinan holding Zhou Rong, who was four inches taller than him, holding his head high and holding his breath, strode for more than 20 meters, and finally fell down with a thud.
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The action team that returned to land to search for antibodies, code-named "Black Falcon", consisted of 30 elite soldiers selected from thousands, and each of them wrote a suicide note before setting off.
Everyone knows the dangers of this task.
After the arrival of spring, a large number of zombies along the coast moved northward, and the entire North China, especially the surrounding areas of City B, almost became a world of the living dead. The fighter jets dropped the search team into the mountain area, and all the dangers that followed were unknown. If they happened to land on the top of the zombie tide heading north, it would only be a matter of minutes before the entire army was wiped out.
Besides, Tang Hao, who was born in the group army, is not the best person to lead the team. Everyone knows that, such an extremely difficult task that may eventually require a single soldier to break in, in fact, Zhou Rong should take the lead in person, so as to maximize the performance. Make sure to get out of the way.
But Zhou Rong couldn't go.
He is a natural soldier, with a desire for the battlefield from his soul, but now he can only be trapped in the rear.
Sinan didn't say anything. As usual, he went to the cafeteria with Zhou Rong at noon. The two of them sat face to face for dinner and went back to the dormitory together.
The two bedrooms of Yan Hao Chuncao and Xiangzi Da Ding next door were empty. In the morning, the four of them packed up their equipment like a gust of wind, and went out to report the news as if they were still in their ears. In a blink of an eye, the air became quiet, as if they could reverberate when they walked too hard.
In the afternoon, Zhou Rong went to the Central Office to report on taking office. Before leaving, he stuffed Sinan, who was taking a nap, into his pocket, and Shi Shiran took it away.
At the same time, the fighter jet arrived at the border of Hebei, and the cabin was violently turbulent in the high-altitude strong airflow. Looking down from the front window, the mountains and rivers are densely packed, and the hobbling of the living dead people occupy every inch of vision.
"I repeat, listen up!"
Thirty soldiers were sitting on both sides of the cabin, with their backs straight against the wall, only to hear Tang Hao pacing and roaring: "After landing, everyone gathers in the direction of the signal smoke! The target is the mountains and canyons ten kilometers away, and the search range is two 100 kilometers, the average width is 16 kilometers, the average depth is 900 meters, and the total area is 1,600 square kilometers! The radio frequency has been adjusted for you! During the search process, if anyone sees a branch with blood on it, Immediately fire the flare, and everyone will rush to gather immediately!"
"Everyone below comes to draw lots, and the first one who gets the red lot goes down! Pilot? The pilot is ready to make an airborne!"
The pilot lowered the fighter's height in response, everyone grabbed the rings, leaned over and drew a stick from the paper tube in Tang Hao's hand.
"Okay," Tang Hao took the last remaining one and said, "Light it up."
After three seconds.
Tang Hao: "..."
Tang Hao was holding the red sign with a blank expression.
The soldiers turned their faces away in disbelief, Chuncao whispered, "It really is an African chief..."
Guo Weixiang: "No, he is no longer a chief or a non-emperor! Can this task really be accomplished? Is it too late for me to report and apply now?!"
Yan Hao: "Shut up! Concentrate on praying for metaphysics, maybe you can save it!"
The door of the fighter jet opened and swooped down, scattering dozens of small black dots under the hazy sky above the mountain.
After a while, the parachutes opened, and under the attention of the zombies in Shili Baxiang, they swayed and flew towards the canyon.
Whoa, whoa-
The branches came from head to toe, like countless tiny whips lashing the whole body. Immediately after the body was empty, there was a loud bang, Chuncao cut off the parachute bag and jumped to the ground, rolled over, and got up and pulled out the submachine gun.
The nearby mountain road is the only way for the zombies to migrate. Groups of living dead in ragged clothes and dark and dry faces gather towards her with a roar.
Chuncao opened fire quickly, and the machine guns spit out the tongues of the machine guns, hitting the surrounding zombies with headshots. More zombies came from a distance looking for sounds. She raised the muzzle of her gun, and suddenly saw a parachute on top of her head coming quickly, quickly crossing the creek, and hitting the opposite mountain wall with the wind.
"Ahhh-"
In an instant, Chuncao heard who it was, and immediately turned pale in shock: "...No! Yan Hao!!"
boom!
Chuncao covered her eyes in disgust.
At the height of the canyon, Yan Hao shot the front of the mountain wall with a large font, and the parachute slowly dropped behind him.
Chuncao: "... Team Flower, are you okay, Team Flower?"
After a long while, Yan Hao finally struggled to turn his head, dizzy, bruised nose and swollen face, two nosebleeds flowed down when he opened his mouth: "It's not very good..."
The spring grass shot cleanly and neatly, eliminating the zombies that gathered again, and then jumped, like a sensitive wild deer rushing to the edge of the creek, flowing through the rushing water, and landing wet on the shore, three strokes and five eliminations. Two climbed to the half-mountain wall.
Yan Hao finally cut off the parachute rope and leaned against a recessed stone crevice on the vertical mountain wall. After breathing for a while, he reluctantly said, "I-I finally know how it feels when Sinan is photographed from the front of the car window..."
"What are you thinking," Chuncao said sympathetically, "Si Nan's nosebleed is still beautiful, but you'll be swollen into a pig's head later... Now, I'll give you an aunt towel, quickly wipe the blood away, don't put the people in the 10 miles away. Zombies are recruited."
Long-distance march to absorb sweat and stop bleeding - Aunt's towel is an essential artifact for experienced veterans. Yan Hao opened the pink package with a blank face, and used a pad to suck up the surging nosebleed, and asked, "Where are Da Ding and Xiangzi?"
"I don't know, they came down after, haven't they caught up yet. Where's the signal smoke?"
Yan Hao raised his chin forward.
In the direction of nine o'clock due north, a wisp of yellow signal smoke rose from the depths of the canyon, swaying into the sky.
Ten minutes later, the thunderous gunfire stopped suddenly, and zombies fell all over the stream. Chuncao and Yan Hao held guns and began to advance in the direction of the signal smoke.
This ghost place is far from being isolated from the world, but the road is more difficult to walk than the original mountain forest. The rocks are thick and narrow, and some sections of the road will fall down if you slip your feet a little. If it's not good, it's going to be broken.
Yan Hao held his breath sideways, his back was pressed against the cliff, and he walked across the mountain road step by step, and suddenly said: "Si Nan crashed and fell into this deep mountain, did he just walk this way to ask for help?"
"Yeah," Chuncao said casually behind him, "but he should have gone the other way, out of the canyon."
"That's not easy, after all, with serious injuries."
"Well."
The two were silent for a moment, and they heard vague gunshots and shouts in the distance. It should be the teammates who shot and broke through after landing, and the sound soon became silent.
"Do you think the above will let Brother Rong sit in the office?" Yan Hao suddenly asked again.
Chuncao said, "Certainly, otherwise what if he has three long and two short Sinan, and Sinan will not collapse immediately?"
Yan Hao seemed to remember something, his expression dimmed slightly, and he fell silent.
The surroundings were very quiet, and only the water gurgling in the valley could be heard. Other than that, there were only two people's breathing, and the occasional movement of crushed stones being trampled and dropped.
Chuncao looked at Yan Hao secretly from the corner of his eyes, thought for a while, and finally coughed: "That... Yan Xiaohao, do you still like Si Xiaonan in your heart?"
Yan Hao held the rock with the gun in one hand and the other. After a long time, he muttered, "Maybe there is still a little bit more."
"Then... what do you like about him?"
"I don't know. At first, I just thought that he saved us. I was young and wanted to take care of us more. Later, I found that he usually has a weak sense of existence and doesn't talk much. I've been there several times, and it feels like slowly...it's not the same."
Chuncao couldn't help asking: "But isn't that gratitude?"
"Maybe at the beginning." Yan Hao paused and explained: "I have never seen such an Omega, no, it should be said that I have never seen such a person. The kind of love transformed from gratitude and admiration. It was the first time in my life that I felt it. Later, after he and Brother Rong marked each other, I saw how contented he looked, and I thought that it's okay, don't you just want to see him happy if you like someone? Even that happiness is not It doesn't matter what I give."
Chuncao listened quietly, raised her hand quietly, and switched the satellite communicator to a channel.
The earphones rustled and became clear after a while.
"I always thought that until the day Brother Rong was infected, when he asked me why I didn't lose my life." Yan Hao's voice softened, almost muttering to himself, "I only found out then... It turns out that I am still A little sad."