Doomsday adaptation plot

Chief Fan is a major general at the rank of the army, and he has already lived in his sixties. After the safety zone was built, he rarely stayed in the military headquarters, and usually worked in his residence.Normally, to see him in person, you need to be notified and approved, but because Tang Shu and others are in a special situation, and they have brought nearly ten thousand survivors, Bai Fan brought them here first and reported directly.

The announcer soon came to inform them to go in, and the chief invited them in the study. Obviously, they had brought nearly ten thousand people here in their tanks, and someone had already come back to inform them.

Chief Fan's real name is Fan Yuncheng. He has been in the army for 42 years and has been on the battlefield many times. The eyes of those who have been soaked in blood are like torches.

After Ye Zixin entered the door, he suddenly felt that he was a little shorter than the other party in terms of aura, so he simply took two steps back and chose a corner shaded position, his eyes were a little curious.Tang Shu gave a standard military salute as soon as he entered the door to show his respect.

Fan Yuncheng was writing, and the pen was like an iron painting, and the silver hook had the meaning of the ancient official script. It was not until the last stroke that he raised his head and nodded and said, "Please sit down."

Of course Tang Shu was the only one sitting opposite Fan Yuncheng, and the rest stood in a row behind him, their backs straighter than those of the soldiers.This is a real living modern general... Even if they are rarely seen on TV, they are lucky enough to see a real person!

Fan Yuncheng split his legs, and he didn't look like a rigid person from the sitting posture, but rather a bit of a ruffian. He first sized up Tang Shu for a long time, and said with an obvious smile when he said, "You look somewhat familiar. , a bit like the son of an old friend."

"My grandfather is Tang Hengjun." Tang Shu continued, "He should have fought with the chief."

Fan Yuncheng was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly: "So it's the old chief, is he still in good health?"

"It was fine a month ago." The implication is that they have lost contact since the end of the world.

Fan Yuncheng thought for a moment after hearing the words: "After the end of the world, it is difficult for us to contact the country, but it is said that the factions in the capital are serious, and they are far more chaotic than our ordinary safe areas. Good news, this should be considered good news.”

Tang Shu curled up his fingers for a while and then quickly let go. Although he would have expected something, it was expected that he would not get any specific news. He immediately thanked him, "Thank you very much."

Ye Zixin, who had been standing behind and listening to their conversation, paused for a moment. In fact, he always knew what Tang Shu was anxious about. Having read the plot, he also knew that the Tang family in Beijing would not encounter a particularly serious crisis before Tang Shu returned. .It's just that he couldn't explain the source of the news, so he couldn't explain it to Tang Shu.

Maybe he could figure out a way to reveal a little bit?He has also experienced the feeling of worrying about his family...

As soon as he finished speaking, a guard quickly knocked on the door and came in to report: "Chief, Mr. Pan is here."

"This old fox came fast enough." Fan Yuncheng spat secretly, and then explained: "Old Pan was the mayor of City D, but he is not bad but he is too calculating!"

"I heard you chewing my ears when I was still at the door, Mr. Fan is not kind!" The visitor was only in his 40s, his body was a little fat, and his round face and big earlobes were a sign of wealth, but it was a pity that he was born by mistake. The era has passed, and I have caught up with the train of doomsday. "I heard that you have a distinguished guest, so I'll come and have a look. My name is Pan Gui, you can just call me Lao Pan."

What Pan Gui said was just to give them face, Tang Shu naturally couldn't say that, he stood up and replied: "Mayor Pan."

"You're welcome, sit down quickly." Pan Gui still smiled and said, "It's really a boy born from a hero since ancient times!"

Fan Yuncheng raised his eyes and glanced at them: "You are well-informed about the news."

"There are so many people coming in, I have to be very ill-informed to ignore them." Pan Gui found a stool and sat down without waiting for Fan Yuncheng's greeting: "Where did you guys come from? How long are you staying here?"

"Don't even think about it, these kids are going to the capital." Fan Yuncheng answered for Tang Shu without waiting for Tang Shu's answer.

Pan Gui took a deep breath: "I said you...you will feel bad if you don't dismantle me, right?" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Tang Shu again: "What are you going to do in the capital? It's so far away! It's better to stay here with us, although it's nothing compared to before, at least the basic life is not a problem!"

Tang Shu twitched his lips: "Thank you, Mayor Pan, for your kindness, but my family is all in the capital."

Fan Yuncheng spared no effort to dismantle the situation: "He is the precious grandson of General Tang Hengjun, do you still want to keep him in this small place?"

"Tsk." Pan Gui took a deep breath: "Then I really can't stay...but uncle has a merciless request..."

His "uncle" was obviously meant to be close, but given his age and status, he really deserved the title: "But it doesn't matter."

Pan Gui restrained his expression, and said solemnly: "I want to borrow your tank."

"Those tanks belong to the country in the first place." Tang Shu said slowly, "We are just borrowing them, and it is only natural to return them to the army."

"No." Fan Yuncheng was the first to speak out against it: "You still have a long way to go back to the capital. Tanks are the best means of transportation." After the end of the world, the country's system has collapsed. country's statement.

When Pan Gui said this, it wasn't that he didn't have the intention to confiscate the three tanks, but he had such a thought, but it was really difficult for them to give him away, so he refused with a smile: "Nephew, what is this saying? Borrowing is only when you borrow and repay. If you say that, you are looking down on uncle."

Tang Shu was silent for a while, and then said: "When we went to the arsenal, we found that the soldiers there had committed suicide before they mutated. They only left a letter stating that they hoped that the weapons in the arsenal could be used on the front line and continue to contribute to the future." Humans make contributions. Those soldiers can use their lives to protect the people, how can we have these tanks to ourselves, and the safe zone should need these equipment more now."

Fan Yuncheng and Pan Gui were silent for a while, and finally Pan Gui patted his thigh and said: "We are so old, and no other young people can think about it. Brother Tang, I will talk to you. Although this safe base is originally It is a military area, but after the end of the world, the consumption of ordnance is serious, and there are nearly [-] survivors waiting for food, we..."

He said Tang Xiaodi because he felt the other party's righteousness and sincerely regarded the other party as his peers.

"We are just sending the survivors from City F here, and we will leave the safe zone soon." Zhuang Su, who has always been the default background, said at this time: "Those tanks are the rewards we left for those survivors. I hope you can treat everyone who survives well." After all, as one of the former power holders in City F, these words are more appropriate for him.

Fan Yuncheng glanced at Zhuang Su meaningfully: "This is what we should do, but how will you go back to the capital without those tanks?"

"Although some details can be handed over, please allow us to have room for reservation." Zhuang Su smiled and bent down.

"It's fine if you have your own plans. I can't control so much when I'm old. I just want to see the end of the end of the world while I'm alive." Fan Yuncheng said as he tapped his knee. He had suffered a gunshot wound in his early years. Pain has become a habit. "Stay and have a meal before leaving?"

"No." Tang Shu resolutely refused, perhaps because he felt that his tone was too blunt, so he added: "I still have companions stationed outside the city."

Fan Yuncheng waved his hand resolutely: "Let's go quickly, remember to say hello to the old chief for me when you arrive in the capital."

After standing up, Tang Shu paid another military salute and promised, "I will."

Pan Gui was still smiling, like a smiling Buddha: "I wish you a safe journey."

After the door was closed, Pan Gui immediately turned down, with a hint of worry: "It's a pity..."

Fan Yuncheng asked in bewilderment, "What's the pity?"

Pan Gui frowned and said to himself, "Unfortunately, I don't know if they can leave this area safely."

Fan Yuncheng took a deep breath: "You mean..."

"That's the only way back to the capital." Pan Gui frowned, as if he couldn't bear it but was more helpless.

Fan Yuncheng paused for a moment and was about to get up: "No, I will inform them and tell them of that person's existence."

Pan Gui quickly grabbed his arm: "Don't forget what we promised and how to preserve this base! Don't forget that you are still a soldier. In addition to carrying out orders to defend your home and country, We must protect the people of this side!"

"I..." Fan Yuncheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously clenched his fists: "They are also ordinary people. Is it really something we soldiers would do if we give up one thing and save one hundred?" He thought for a moment, then turned and walked to the desk , Dip the brush in ink and lift the pen to write a picture.

Ye Zixin heaved a sigh of relief after walking out of the room. He has been in the end of the world for less than two months. No matter how powerful he is now, he still cannot compare with the killing attitude he has honed on the battlefield for decades. Compare.

He didn't relax the tense muscles until he walked out the door.He stretched, raised his hand and looked at the time on the watch: "Boss Tang, I think we still have time to visit the entire safe zone?"

Tang Shu raised his eyebrows and shouldn't have agreed, but he agreed by accident. Maybe it would be good to see the safe zone established after the end of the world first.

When they left, it was still Bai Fan who led them the way. Hearing this, he volunteered to be a tour guide.

After Ye Zixin was no longer restrained, he naturally talked more, he asked curiously: "You don't seem to have such free time."

Bai Fan smiled at Ye Zixin, and explained: "Receiving distinguished guests is my current job."

"Are these benefactors counting?"

As soon as Ye Zixin and the others stepped out of the small building, a young monk in his early twenties, who was wearing a monk's robe but had not shaved his head, rushed towards him. stopped.

"Why is this weird person here again?" Bai Fan frowned, showing a little impatient expression.

Ye Zixin glanced at the little monk, and couldn't help but look again. He always felt that the aura on the other person was very familiar, but it was different from the aura: "Who is he?"

Bai Fan only thought that he was asking himself, and quickly explained: "Don't worry about him, he's just a crazy monk, he will come to the chief every day to tell people's fortunes."

Mr. System: He is a Buddhist cultivator.

Buddhist cultivators are different from Taoist cultivators, both in terms of their exercises and the way of going through calamities, but they are similar in origin. No wonder Ye Zixin feels that this person's aura is familiar.Immediately, he looked at that person again, and he didn't know why he could see a little obscenity from that person, he really didn't look like a Buddhist practitioner.

The little monk seemed to have sensed Ye Zixin's gaze, and stopped struggling, turned his head and smiled at him and said loudly, "Benefactor, do you want to make a fortune?"

The author has something to say:

Ye Zixin: Since tanks belong to the country, what belongs to you? ...

Tang Shu: You...

Today's small theater is incompetent... The stupid author took the blame and ran away...