Doomsday tour

"Zhan Battalion Commander Quan is a high-ranking officer, and he is really hardworking." Rong Zijie listened to Zhan Rui's complaints, but he just smiled in a good-tempered manner.

Zhan Rui curled his lips: "By the way, the batch of goods you asked me for last time has been processed, and you can take the contract to the Commerce Department to withdraw the crystal core directly."

"That's good." Rong Zijie sighed pretendingly, "I have a big family to support now, and it's really not easy to make money."

Zhan Rui's expression twisted for a moment, and he lowered his voice to threaten: "Hearing your words really makes people have the urge to deduct your salary, but you don't need that little money."

Rong Zijie smiled: "There is one more thing, I think the battalion commander should be interested."

"Oh?"

Rong Zijie got up and went to the room to get a stack of materials and handed them to Zhan Rui. Zhan Rui casually flipped through a few pages, his eyes widened, and finally he took a breath and smiled wryly: "It's really a good thing, but it's a pity that according to what the camp has We can’t afford to waste our technology and resources.”

"This is not something I need to consider. Now that we are about to leave the Baiyun camp, this is a good parting gift." Rong Zijie said, his tone was light, but there was a playful look in his eyes. He knew that Zhan Rui could not refuse this, Jing Jing The technical principle of nuclear energy extraction and transformation.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. By the way, let me say one more thing. Battalion Commander, you are really a miser. I speak for all the merchants who have been exploited by you." Rong Zijie finally said what he had held back for a long time.

Zhan Rui burst out laughing, supported Luo Yuxun's shoulders and couldn't straighten up, it took him a while to recover.

"Stinginess is also forced." Zhan Rui said helplessly, "Baiyun camp has no great advantages over the other camps, except that food is still abundant, and weapons are still in sufficient supply. I raise so many people who are willing to work for me. Why? It’s because I can feed them well. My personal coffers have never been saved. I can’t even afford a wife. Why don’t I need money now…”

Zhan Rui had a bitter face helplessly: "Now you gave me such a hot potato, hey..."

"Love or not."

"Can I ask where this thing came from?" Zhan Rui straightened his face and asked.

Rong Zijie shook his head: "You guys have researched it yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, our scientific research department finally made a major breakthrough after arduous and innovative research." Zhan Rui smiled secretly, "I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"of course."

After Zhan Rui left, Zuo Qingyan, who had been gnawing on peanuts in a daze, finally came back to his senses: "What did you give him?"

Rong Zijie was silent for a while, knocking on the cup in his hand repeatedly.

"What exactly is it?" Zuo Qingyan asked again.

"It's not a love letter anyway, why are you in a hurry." Rong Zijie suddenly laughed and said jokingly.

Zuo Qingyan stared at him, then sighed deeply: "Rongrong, you're awkward again."

"……roll."

"Just now Zhan Rui asked us if we wanted to help guard the camp, why didn't you agree?" Zuo Qingyan asked again.Zombies are always so full of love during the full moon. This is why Zhan Rui left in a hurry. He always has to lead the garrison to fight against the invasion of zombies. In the small treasury of the enemy country, he worked more than twelve hours a day, worrying so much that the zombies would eat his brains, it was really hard work.

"You can go if you want, I see those undead people disgusting." Rong Zijie said after taking a sip of the warm water in the cup.

"Wherever you go, I'll go, and if you don't go, I won't go." Zuo Qingyan said seriously, "This is called women singing and husbands following."

Rong Zijie offered it to the tea table with a sip of water.

Immortal Crane came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, and was burned by Zuo Qingyan's grandiose declaration of love, and protested with trembling lips: "Can you close the door, don't blind passers-by."

Tu Fei played the gameover again, and patted the crane's head casually: "Don't bother with them, we'll just go inside."

Xian He was right when he thought about it, he couldn't hide if he couldn't be provoked, so he followed Tu Fei into the house.

The howls of zombies and continuous gunshots came from outside the house. Rong Zijie fidgeted for a while, then opened the door and walked out. Zuo Qingyan looked at his back and muttered: "The capricious guy." chased after.

The winter night wind was chilly, and the two of them lacked the proper perceptual knowledge of heat and cold. They stood on the street dressed coolly, and the guards patrolled back and forth. When they saw them pay more attention, they did not stop them. their way.

"Are we going to help?" Zuo Qingyan asked.

"Go and have a look." Rong Zijie said solemnly.

The two came to the edge of the camp. A high wall had already been built around the Baiyun camp. Although the defense system similar to the ancient city wall had a subtle sense of disharmony, no one would criticize the unsightlyness of the city wall under the threat of survival. , after all its defensive effect is really good.

There is power supply on the city wall, mainly for the full moon to face the siege zombies.

"Heavy defense, enter under martial law." The two were stopped when they approached the city wall, "You can't go up the city wall now."

"Look, we can't crowd around now, let's go home and sleep." Zuo Qingyan said to Rong Zijie.

"Where's the flying sword?"

"Okay, okay, since you are determined..." Zuo Qingyan pulled him up with his sword, and the entire Baiyun camp shrank instantly, densely packed zombies gathered from a distance, approached the camp numbly, and were finally shot one by one under the city walls.

Rong Zijie hugged Zuo Qingyan's waist from behind, the cold wind brushed against his cheeks, and he was in a trance for a moment.

"I'm about to be strangled to death by you." Zuo Qingyan complained, "Although it's true that my waist is very thin, you don't have to strangle me like this."

"..."

It was freezing cold, and Rong Zijie lost interest after observing for a while. The two landed again. Rong Zijie checked the surrounding situation with sunglasses. After a little statistics, he felt that the number of zombies was not a threat to the camp at all, so he prepared with peace of mind. gone back.

The gunshots behind him and the howling of zombies are clear in this night, and there is a kind of cruelty in this silent world.

This war seems to have no end, humans, and zombies that were once humans.Fighting each other for survival.Many people have died, and many people will die soon, but they are all struggling to live until then.

He obviously doesn't feel cold, but at this moment, he really wants to do something.

He chose to hold Zuo Qingyan's hand.

Zuo Qingyan's hand was warm, holding him in his palm seemed to hold his whole body, Zuo Qingyan looked back at him in bewilderment, and then looked at the hands they held together.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Zuo Qingyan looked at him with his head tilted, asked suspiciously, and before Rong Zijie got angry, he added, "If you are afraid of the dark, then I will hold you, I will Won't let go."

As he spoke, he held Rong Zijie's hand tightly.