Young Military Rarities

Yun Che is not an iron man, he will be tired, especially he is still pregnant, and the child is very strange, he has to absorb energy every day, and the large amount of consumption caused by the attack of zombie birds has caused his body to be empty for several days, no matter how he replenishes energy It took him two or three days to recover from cultivation, although the others didn't see why he was wrong at all.

The southwest base suffered heavy casualties this time, and the senior management was busy arranging to deal with the aftermath. Mo Wenyang finally had time to breathe a sigh of relief after two or three days. When he visited Yun Che in the Chaoyang community, Yun Che directly took him into Bitan Here, the adjutants waiting outside, you thought they were discussing something important, and it took more than three hours to come out. Mo Wenyang was not as lucky as Xing Fengtan Weiye, and he did not get new abilities, but his ability It is not a small gain to be able to break through to level five after drinking the water prepared by the unicorn horn.

"The situation in the northwest is very bad. Most of the zombie beasts are level four or five. The only good thing is that the zombie beasts are relatively large in size, unlike the zombie birds that will take advantage of the gap to sneak into the back of the base. The current situation there is still Under control."

After coming out of the space, Mo Wenyang simply took two adjutants to eat at Yun Che's house, and only talked about the business after the meal. The two adjutants had questions on their heads, wondering how long they had been locked in the room. What have you been doing, why are you talking about such ordinary things now.

"Well, I heard what Xing Da said, but the siege of hundreds of thousands of zombies is enough for them to drink a pot."

The situation in the Northwest was also very severe. Xing Feng and the others had been engaged in the battle that day, and they would send him emails when they were outside in the morning, but each time was very short, so it was obvious that they couldn't get out.

"I have reported to the capital that we were attacked by tens of thousands of zombie birds, and the head of state has expressed his condolences."

Speaking of this, Mo Wenyang curled his lips mockingly. Ever since he knew that Liu Xizhao had allowed Wan Guoqiang to take the opportunity to provoke Xing Feng Yunche and kill Yunyao's mother and son, he was completely disappointed with the head of state of this country. No matter what he does, he finds it particularly mocking.

"So? In the last days, who cares about his condolences? All three-year-olds know that in the last days, only things that can fill their stomachs are the most rare, right Chenchen?"

"Correct."

Xiaopangchen, who was leaning next to him, was as strong as ever, not only that, but also cooperated with his outstretched chubby hand to give a big thumbs up, which made everyone present couldn't help laughing, and Yun Che rubbed him rewardingly. His head: "I see that there are survivors working in the field outside, and the follow-up matters have been dealt with?"

"What can be done? The dead are cremated first, the wounded are healed by the light system, and the soldiers help repair the destroyed houses, that's all."

Speaking of this, Mo Wenyang is not without frustration. This is the end of the world, and human rights are the least valuable. Even if the military has stored a large amount of supplies, they dare not squander them casually. There are millions of survivors, and none of them can guarantee whether there will be a bigger disaster in the future. The survivors want to eat and clothe, and they don't even have time to be sad. They must continue to work hard in exchange for supplies.

"Actually, you might as well think about it from another angle. The weather is so cold, and they can work warmer. At least there won't be a lot of people who freeze to death. Even if you have supplies in the last days, it's best not to open any offers for free supplies." It’s not easy for everyone, it’s fair to rely on labor to earn materials, and those who don’t want to work will just wait to die.”

Yun Che’s words seem cruel at first glance. Only those who have truly experienced the end times know that this is the most suitable rule for the end times. People are highly dependent creatures. Once the military starts to give them alms, they will make more progress. At that time, the base may be in chaos.

"Well, Lao Wei has been giving porridge in the ordinary area these days, and he lost his reputation to you, and earned you a good reputation."

How could they not understand this truth?It's just that as a superior, seeing the base is impoverished and the survivors are starving and freezing, I feel a little uncomfortable to some extent.

"Really? Old Wei is getting cuter and cuter."

Raising his eyebrows, Yun Che couldn't help being amused, and then said in a concentrated voice: "Why did they suddenly change? To be honest, I'm not quite used to it."

"You think I'll get used to it?"

Glaring at him angrily, Mo Wenyang sighed with a smile: "But this is undoubtedly the best result, isn't it? The base is unified and the three armies are integrated. On the surface, everything is going well, but many soldiers are nostalgic. If they really I don’t want to admit defeat, I guess they still have to struggle, but now they don’t know why they suddenly decided to help me together, it’s undoubtedly the best for us and the base.”

"Well, you have to hurry up on the distribution of land. I think the greenhouse outside is almost built. It should be dealt with once a year ago, and it can be planted at the latest around February next year. Before that, all have to be distributed. Go out, and let the supernatural beings and survivors have opinions."

Yun Che smiled again, and talked about more important issues. A few days ago, they went to participate in a meeting related to land distribution, but in the end... it can only be said that the plan will never keep up with changes. Just stay on high alert.

"Lao Wan sent me a preliminary statistical result. At present, the number of survivors in the southwest base has reached about 300 million, and there are still many survivors who come to seek refuge every day when the small base is destroyed. We plan to keep all the land in the suburbs. Come down, so that the base can be expanded in the future, and the remaining land will be allocated to supernatural beings and ordinary people, you Chaoyang Peak should not care about that bit of land, right?"

There are too many monks and too little meat, otherwise it would be impossible for him to seize their land. Of course, the most important thing is that they have already enclosed the entire Yonghe Town as a planting base, and Yun Che's space can also be planted in a large area.

"Well, doesn't your military leave any private land?"

Regarding that bit of land, Yun Che really didn't care at all. He even planned to distribute the tens of acres of land as a reward to those who worked hard in the factory after harvesting. What surprised him was the military's selflessness.

"What are you keeping? The distribution is uneven like this. We plan to learn from you and encircle the two towns on the right side of the base as planting bases dedicated to the military. Then you will have to lend me two golden eagles to guard against theft."

"Do you dare to be polite?"

I've seen thick-skinned people before, but I've never seen someone so thick-skinned as him, Yun Che rolled his eyes angrily and amusedly, his feelings are like an ATM in disguise?

"Be polite to my cousin, am I out of my mind?"

Mo Wenyang took it for granted, but after a while, he turned his expression back and looked at him quite seriously: "No kidding, when a person is hungry, there is nothing he can't do. There is no golden eagle to guard against theft. , Even if we plant something, we can’t guarantee that we can harvest all of it. We can’t send soldiers to patrol all day, right? It’s probably a waste of human resources whether or not the zombies will smell the human scent.”

"Understood, but there are no golden eagles. When the Eagle King and the others come back, let them go to the mountains and get you a group of mutated birds. It happens that our number is a little small."

With Black Feather, any mutated bird is easy to catch, that is...

"You are responsible for feeding yourself."

It is impossible for any labor force to be free, and it is the same for mutated birds. Mo Wenyang's forehead darkened: "Can't you feed them together?"

It is said that most of the mutated birds are carnivorous, where did he get so much meat to feed them?There is not enough food for everyone.

"You can be more cheeky, do you know how much food a mutated bird consumes every day? Do you think I'm old and fat?"

Yun Che rolled his eyes and unceremoniously turned back to him. The first thing they said was to enclose the land of two towns. The birds needed were at least twenty, and they couldn't be small, at least they had to be mutated eagles. Once calculated, the consumption of feeding them every month is very scary.

"Look at what you said, who made you and Xing Fenghao so inhumane? How about saving me, a poor relative."

Not paying attention to his white eyes at all, and ignoring the dumbfounded expressions of the two lieutenants, Mo Wenyang sat down and beat his back for him, while Gu Mingxuan on the other side laughed so hard that his intestines were almost knotted. For the expenses, Mo Shao really didn't want to lose face.

"As the saying goes, you don't save the poor if you save the emergency!"

It's such an honor for a dignified base chief to beat his back in person. Yun Che squinted his eyes slightly to enjoy his service, but he didn't show any intention of letting go. Mo Wenyang was not discouraged: "That's about relationship. Ordinary people, can our relationship be ordinary?"

"Don't make it seem like we have any ambiguity. My Xingda doesn't like the green grassland above his head."

"What is ambiguous? Who doesn't know that you are my most respected cousin? Who dares to talk nonsense, labor and management will shoot him."

"Cough cough cough..."

Glaring sharply, Mo Wenyang's domineering boundless, can be used in such an occasion, no matter how you look at it, it is only funny. The two dumbfounded lieutenants almost didn't hold back, and their violent coughing showed that they were patient. How hard it is.

"Look, your own subordinates can't understand your thick skin anymore. You said that you are also the head of the first base anyway, so can't you show some face?"

Seeing the opportunity, Yun Che bluntly cleaned him up, and Mo Wenyang gave the two lieutenants a warning look, then curled his lips and said, "Can my 20 soldiers be fed with shame? If I can, I will If you can’t, stop talking nonsense.”

It’s not easy to be the head of the base. He not only carries 20 soldiers on his shoulders, but also has millions of survivors in the base. If he can fill their stomachs with shamelessness, he will definitely wipe his face off every day. Put it in your pocket.

"I think you can change your name, just call it Madonna Mo, there is no one more holy than you."

Heiyu is sanctified in the body, he is good, the whole person is almost sanctified, but...he is not incapable of understanding his situation, the position of a person is different, the responsibility is different, just like he and Xing Feng must The burden of the entire Chaoyang Peak is the same, what they bear is the same, the only difference is the size of the responsibility.

"Okay, I won't quarrel with you anymore. I'll raise the mutated birds for you. Twenty, no more."

The bribes are all taken, is it okay if Yun Che refuses to agree?What if a person has a real face and desperately cries for him to see?

"It's a deal, and a child with a cousin is happy."

Mo Wenyang couldn't help sighing, especially if she was an inhuman cousin, she would be happier.

Yun Che turned his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Child? You don't care whether you look up, down, left, or right, it has nothing to do with the child, okay?"

Do you really want this face?

"Fuck you... labor and capital are metaphors, do you understand the metaphor?"

"I don't understand, I just know that finally there is someone more shameless than my Black Feather."

"..."

"Ha ha……"

The three of Gu Mingxuan who had endured it for a long time couldn't bear it any longer, and they hugged their stomachs and laughed loudly one after another. These two people are too good at messing around. Obviously they are talking about very serious topics, because the wool will change in the end. Gotta be so funny?