Undead Chapter 66: Chapter66

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Zhou Rong's soul is like floating in the void, looking at his body standing on the ground coldly.

Whether the cuffs are neat and tidy, whether the trouser seam is straight, the angle of the line of sight, the tightness of the cheek muscles, whether it is in full compliance with the etiquette training received in the past, and it is accurate to the minimum error.

——To the extent that he can directly go to Tianan|men to perform the flag raising at any time, he suddenly remembered such a funny standard in his memory.

"Open me and see," the old man said again.

Zhou Rong saluted him and stepped forward to open the freezer. The chill came out vigorously, gradually revealing the two red antibody test tubes fixed on the holder.

The old man nodded, unable to see any emotions: "For this, the military does not know how many people have been sacrificed this year."

Zhou Rong said: "We sent satellite communications when we entered the underground research institute of the military region, saying that we will try our best to find information and go to the South China Sea, why the military still..."

"After receiving the communication, the military has been looking for you." The old man sighed with emotion: "But the shortwave communication from Hubei, Hunan and the coastal areas of Guangdong is completely cut off. The vast scorched earth, how can I find you? The traces of the two refuges in Guangxi and Yunnan were all filled out by the lives of soldiers."

Zhou Rong closed his eyes silently.

"If you can't find you, the military doesn't know if the information from Military District B has been brought out, so they dare not carry out missile bombing." After a pause, the old man said: "According to the calculations of the General Staff, The probability that you successfully penetrated into the B military region and rushed back to the South China Sea with the information is less than 1%."

It is true.

If you didn't meet your boss, Si Nan, there are only five special forces left, and the journey from B city thousands of miles south is enough for them to die ten or eight times.

But on the other hand, if he didn't meet them, even if Sinan reproduced with three heads and six arms, it would be difficult to live to this day.

The encounter in that T city autumn afternoon, a one in ten million chance coincidence, was enough to change the established trajectory of many things and the fate of many people.

"But you did a miracle. When you were transferred to Special Forces, you never expected to have today."

Zhou Rong wanted to be humble, but that was a reaction in the regulations. The old man interrupted him:

"Old Zheng told you about reinstatement?"

Here it comes.

Zhou Rong thought for a while and said: "Yes, General Zheng told me that 118 has been abolished."

The old man nodded and said nothing. Zhou Rong looked at him sincerely and said: "Chief, I hope the Military Commission can consider rebuilding 118. If there are no soldiers, you can recruit again. As long as I am the captain, the organization of the sixth squadron is there, and the 118 is still there. Although 118 has not been established for a long time, it has made countless amazing achievements..."

The old man didn't interrupt him, and he couldn't tell whether he was in favor or against it. It was not until Zhou Rong finished speaking that he suddenly asked:

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs went to 118 to pick people two years ago, do you know?"

Zhou Rong was stunned, "I know."

"Why didn't you sign up?"

Zhou Rong pondered for a long time before he said: "I feel that under the current situation, as an ordinary major in the special forces, I can do more for the country."

Si Nan is right. Zhou Rong is the character who sees people, talks, hells, and talks nonsense. He can always find the most appropriate words to express unpleasant meanings.

The old man’s somewhat muddy eyes flashed a little smile, and he obviously felt the same with Sinan. He said, "No, Colonel. I heard about your being cured by serum antibodies. I think you will stay before the vaccine is developed. Will play a greater role in the military headquarters."

Zhou Rong said: "Yes, but..."

"Brigade 118 made indelible feats at the beginning of the virus outbreak, but there are still many troops abolished due to the collapse of the entire army. 118 is just one of them, and will be recorded in the Republic forever with its brothers. In military history."

What else Zhou Rong wanted to say, but the old man keenly saw his thoughts: "The chance of sacrifice on the front line is too great, Colonel. How can a man who is home country and country careless, talk about the country?"

Rong was silent for a moment next week, and stood there stiffly.

At this moment, a cadre-like person hurried in and leaned over the old man and whispered a few words. The old man raised his hand to signal that he knew, and then patted Zhou Rong on the edge of the table: "Well, you have to go back!"

Zhou Rong was puzzled, and the old man sighed softly.

"You don't know yet? Lao Guo is gone, what happened when he was transferred from the B military district. Go and see his grandson, the relics have just been delivered to him."

When the B Military Region was destroyed, the Military Commission organized a large-scale retreat. Deputy Minister Guo voluntarily stayed and took command, but he did not catch up with the last helicopter to take off.

Zhou Rong nodded and thanked the guards who led the way. At the end of the corridor was a small cafeteria. It was not time for dinner. At the moment, there were no people empty. Only Chuncao and Ding Shi stood nervously at the door and looked inside.

"Brother Rong..."

Zhou Rong put his index finger on his lips, motioned for them to silence, and then walked in.

Guo Weixiang lay down at the dining table, facing the corner, and he was sitting alone in the cafeteria. Seeing from the back, he was burying his face in his palm. Zhou Rong walked past him and went to the vending machine by the other wall to buy beer and cigarettes full of beer and cigarettes. He turned around and piled it on the dining table, pulling away from Guo Weixiang. Folding chair.

"Come on," he opened the pull tab of a bottle of beer, involuntarily pulling down Guo Weixiang's left hand, and stuffing the beer can into his hand: "This is all the cash on your Rong brother. I will ask you for it today." /

Guo Weixiang's eyes were red, and his right hand was about to cover his eyes, but Zhou Rong forcibly stuffed his roots into soft China.

"Brother Rong..."

"How did the old man go?"

Guo Weixiang burst into tears again, choked up for a while and shook his head.

"The virus suddenly broke out from the research institute. When the retreat was in turmoil, he had to tell others to go first, and he took the password and the key to close the security gate on the third underground floor... He was almost 80. What's wrong with him, he came out temporarily to apply for emergency permission."

Deputy Minister Guo has indeed retired. In recent years, many affairs have not been done personally. If he hadn't stood up and demanded hard, this kind of task that was destined to be sacrificed could not be entrusted to an old man who was nearly 80 years old.

"I didn't have time to say goodbye to him." Guo Weixiang's nose flushed, and said, "The day I left, the military vehicle drove past the gate of the compound. You ask me if I want to stop and give me five minutes to go in and talk to the old man. Let me tell you...but I'm always afraid that people think I'm specializing, so I insist on not. Why didn't I go in? Why didn't I go in, even the last time..."

Zhou Rong lit a cigarette for himself, and his eyelids drooped in the white mist.

Guo Weixiang has a gray tin box on hand, the size of an ordinary shoe box, and it is sealed with a gold-red ribbon. Zhou Rong knew what it was—the relic box, which contained the odds and ends that Vice Minister Guo had used during his lifetime.

Fountain pens, manuscripts, reading glasses, and at least half a heavy box of merit certificates and military medals.

"You are a 118," Zhou Rong said in a low voice, "The old man keeps showing off this to others, he will look at it."

Guo Weixiang cried and shook his head, talking about Brother Rong that you don't understand, you don't understand.

"He wanted me to do something else. I had to take the Special Forces exam... I wanted to prove myself, I wanted to fight for a breath, and yelled at him that I wanted to realize my dream... But he just wanted to Let my only grandson stay safe and sound by my side, and never expected me to have any great prospects..."

Guo Weixiang's voice was not high, he was even a little hoarse because of crying, but Zhou Rong seemed to be stabbed by something sharp and could not speak for a while.

"If I stay with him all the time, he won't die." Guo Weixiang held the cigarette with his palm root against his red forehead, muttering: "If I was there at the time, I would not let him He is such an 80-year-old man to close the gate, I must..."

Zhou Rong patted Guo Weixiang’s arm, as if conveying some kind of power, and pressed hard: "Don’t think about it. If you live such a big life, you will have nothing to do, except for being with the old man. Without serious business, how can Vice Minister Guo go on the road with peace of mind?"

"You yelled at him to pursue your own ideals. Your grandfather is actually happy." Zhou Rong said again, "You don't understand, Xiangzi. The old man must be at ease when he leaves. He knows that you are promising. Depends on anyone."

Sachiko panted quickly, his nose made a sharp, broken noise, and finally turned into crying aloud.

Ding Shi walked over cautiously, and Chuncao followed him gently. The four people sat around this small dining table, Ding Shi patted Guo Weixiang's back hard, and could not help but murmur comfortably, the latter's howling finally gradually turned into hoarse and low sobbing.

"Brother Rong," Chun Cao asked softly, "Are you sure about the abolition?"

Zhou Rong breathed out a mouthful of white mist, and seemed to smile wryly, but couldn't make it clear.

Chuncao and Ding Shi glanced at each other, seemingly unwilling to believe, "But...our sixth squadron is still there. Isn't it said that as long as there is a captain, there is an organization? How to withdraw it..."

Zhou Rong did not answer.

Chuncao has to ask again, Ding Shi touched her hand and motioned her to look down.

——I saw Zhou Rong smoking cigarettes one by one with his left hand, but his right hand was holding a can of unopened beer. He may not realize how strong his hands are, but the aluminum can has changed a little, and his nails have made deep marks on the smooth can.

Chuncao's heart jumped suddenly and didn't say anything.

"What is your ideal?" After a while, Zhou Rong suddenly said in the white mist of tobacco.

Chun Cao and Ding Shi looked at each other.

"My ideal is to really do something real." Zhou Rong seemed to be muttering to himself, "It's not about paying attention to the straightness of the trousers, the collars are not straight, and standing in front of the camera. Look, have your subordinates been embarrassed in front of the cameras of foreign media. It’s not about the meaning of a look in someone else’s eyes all day long, there are several meanings hidden in which sentence, and which person has intricate interest relations with which faction... …I just want to do something tangible, even if it’s like the People’s Liberation Army troops back then, help the orphanage shovel a little snow when I get up early."

He wiped his face, turned his hand to put out the cigarette butt, and smiled sadly.

Guo Weixiang forgot to cry unknowingly, and whispered: "Brother Rong...?"

Zhou Rong replied and answered the wrong question: "That's it, it's good, everyone is on the road to realize their ideals."

He stood up amidst the inexplicable gazes of everyone, and exhaled with the strength of his whole body, as if he had finally finished a difficult battle, patted the shoulders of three comrades one by one in the gap between the gunfire:

"I am proud of you."

He smiled briefly, turned and walked out of the cafeteria.

Si Nan really didn't cooperate, and only leaned on the bedside of the intensive care unit to rest up his mind. No one dared to disturb him. He didn't sit up straight until he heard Zhou Rong's footsteps coming back, and his state seemed to be slightly loosened in the subtleties that were extremely imperceptible.

The supplies on the aircraft carrier were okay. Zhou Rong brought home food and sweet soup. The sea quickly dimmed. When night fell, they ate their heads on a small table in the ward, and the steam of the Lantern Festival pineapple sweet soup was steaming under the lights.

"The big **** is okay?" Sinan asked without looking up.

"It's okay." Zhou Rong said: "Don't go to him, give him time to be alone."

Si Nan nodded thoughtfully.

After a while, Zhou Rong saw him open a lunch box next to him that he had just sealed, and began to eat two pieces of braised chicken drumsticks and half a bowl of sweet soup inside. He suddenly understood why Sinan had to separate this lunch box before eating. Keep it-not to save it until tomorrow for breakfast.

He wants to take it as a gift to see Guo Weixiang.

Zhou Rong burst into laughter, and Sinan spit out chicken bones expressionlessly: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, it's nothing." Zhou Rong waved his hand again and again, and most of the cloud in his heart suddenly disappeared.

After the meal, the nurse finally dared to draw blood. Zhou Rong watched from the side. Unexpectedly, he didn't draw too much, and 100CC stopped. He asked why, the nurse’s attitude was very good: “Dr. Ning from the Institute of Strategy Department said that he had only drawn 800CC a few days ago, and he was afraid that the blood drawn would affect the body. It is necessary to insist on long-term sustainability..."

The nurse said that she slipped her mouth, her face flushed immediately.

Si Nan didn’t know much about the basic national policies, so he rarely asked: "What will continue?"

The nurse ran around in a hurry.

The door clicked shut, and the ward filled with orange and yellow light became a small bedroom. Zhou Rong took a hot shower. After being wiped with a towel, his black hair stood up in a mess. Water drops flowed down his strong back muscles. He leaned over and put his hands on the pillow, staring at Sinan who was lying on the bed. .

Sinan was very full for dinner-although it was just a few pieces of chicken drumsticks and Yuanxiao sweet soup, I could tell that it was very satisfying.

This is the best meal he has had since meeting him, Zhou Rong thought.

No need to gnaw compressed biscuits, no need to drink cold water in the big winter, no need to worry about gorging halfway through when you are extremely hungry, suddenly you have to take up weapons to fight with zombies.

But none of this is what I can give him, I have nothing.

Zhou Rong swallowed, an unspeakable soreness filled the base of his tongue, Sinan moved: "What?"

"...It's nothing," Zhou Rong whispered, and kissed the soft white gauze before his eyes.

The next moment his neck was held by Sinan's hand. With a bang, Zhou Rong's back was heavily on the bed, and the two of them were swapped before they even had time to react. Sinan sat on Zhou Rong's sturdy waist with his thighs straddling Zhou Rong's sturdy waist and raised his eyebrows and asked: " What is going on with you, want to find a fuck?"

Zhou Rong's crotch threatened upward: "Who is **** who?"

Si Nan: "..."

Zhou Rong said harshly: "Comrade Si Xiaonan, the organization wants you to face up to the hardware gap. When have you seen someone blasting a 92-type hand|gun and an anti-tank bazooka?"

"It's an anti-tank pile driver." Sinan smiled, and fumbled and held the thing with his backhand: "The user experience is not good anyway, let's forget it..."

Zhou Rong hurriedly pulled him over, forcibly stuffed Sinan into the bed, rolled into a cake and hugged him in his arms.

The two of you poke at me, I scratched you, and after a long period of trouble, Zhou Rong was too hard, his thighs were tightly clamped to Sinan to prevent him from struggling, and he snapped off the lights and ordered: "No play, sleep !"

Si Nan: "Ears."

So Zhou Rong kept rubbing and kneading Sinan's ears with his fingers, which made him feel comfortable, and his breathing slowly became deep and stable.

I can't see my fingers in the ward, and the surroundings are quiet, as if the sound of waves hitting the beach from a distance. Zhou Rong opened his eyes in the dark, and didn't know how long it took before he stopped.

"The ship will dock tomorrow..." He said almost silently, asking Sinan or himself: "What should I do in the future, eh?"

There was a long silence around.

"Cooperate with the research, make a vaccine, go out and continue to beat the zombies." Suddenly, Sinan's sober voice sounded in his arms, and he mocked undisguisedly: "How about sleeping, Miss Zhou?"

Zhou Rong: "………………"

The corners of Zhou Rong’s mouth twitched, Sinan retracted comfortably on his chest, and ordered for a while: "Ears."

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