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When Yang Zhan was holding his laptop and was about to slip away with a golden python coiled around his neck, he was blocked by Xiang Kun and Ji Hongyuan.

Yang Zhan: "..."

Yang Zhan smiled helplessly, bowed his back slightly, and raised his hands in a very sensible way: "It's all a misunderstanding, I can explain it."

The golden python stared at its vertical golden pupils, protruding out its forked tongue in a demonstrative manner, making a threatening sound of "hiss—".

Ji Hongyuan raised his hand and patted the head of the golden python. He wasn't afraid at all. Yang Zhan hurriedly pulled the pet snake back, and whispered: "Don't make trouble, we can't afford to mess with it."

The golden python withdrew its head, slowly put it on top of Yang Zhan's head, put its small head on Yang Zhan's head, and limply stopped moving.

Xiang Kun crossed his arms, pouted his mouth, and signaled him to follow back obediently. Several senior executives of the group watched from the sidelines, rubbing their hands and saying, "Guys, what shall we do next?"

"Come here, take Mr. Yang...no, take Yang Zhan down!"

"Bring over his laptop! What's written in it? Is he an undercover agent of the White Tower?"

"No!" Yang Zhan said helplessly, "I can explain it."

"Take it down first, we still have a lot of things to deal with, and we can't take care of him." Xiang Kun said in a deep voice, and after watching Yang Zhan be taken down, he turned his head and looked at the lobby on the first floor.

The hall was overcrowded and couldn't fit anymore. Outside the building was a dense crowd of zombies. The first batch of poison was used up, and there were still many zombies rushing in from farther away. They trampled on the corpses of their compatriots, and the ground was covered with black blood. There are large pieces of fallen rotting corpses, like rotten flowers blooming in the black soil, and the stench is suffocating.

High in the sky, there were gunshots and artillery fire from time to time, and the ground continued to vibrate with the explosion. In the distance, thick smoke rose faintly. It was the apartment buildings that exploded one after another because of the transformation machine. Black smoke rose into the sky, and the heavy rain also It couldn't be extinguished, lightning flashed continuously in the black cloud, and the thick smoke seemed to be sucked into the sky, rolled into a huge smoke column amidst the thunder and cold wind, slowly rotating, shocking.

Yang Qing played the processed audio continuously on the radio, and Yan Huan's voice couldn't be heard clearly amidst the thunder.

The other senior executives in hiding heard the broadcast, and finally emerged from their hiding place—the mother body can’t be used, and they dare not transform it at will. They can’t believe a word of Yan Huan’s words. The subordinates are dead, betrayed, To survive in this apocalypse, they can only choose to go to Xiang Chen and others.

The generals who were rescued by the 201 people held an emergency meeting with injuries, set up a military court temporarily, and assigned new tasks.

"Not only them, but we also have to bear all the responsibilities. If we hadn't been persuaded at the beginning, if we could have opposed it from the very beginning..." The old general with gray hair sat weakly in a chair and said, "We We are willing to take responsibility for the mistakes we made, but please allow us to stand up for this last shift, this mess, we can't just let it go."

Xiang Kun had a complex expression on his face. Sitting in the opposite chair, he hesitated for a moment and stood up. With his heels together, he raised his hand and saluted: "Please instruct!"

"Xiang Kun." The old general raised his eyes and said gratifiedly, "Because Ji Hongyuan's work content was special back then, in order to avoid suspicion, I have always wronged you."

The corners of Xiang Kun's mouth were drawn into a line, and he said in a deep voice, "They are all fighting for their own ideals, there is nothing to be wronged."

The old general nodded and sighed, "Okay, okay."

"Facts have proved that what we lack is people like you. Have principles, have a bottom line, and never forget your original intention..." The old general lowered his eyes and sighed, "When a person stays in one position for a long time, his vision will only become more and more blurred." The narrower you are, the more you think that you are in a high place and omnipotent, which is actually a manifestation of ignorance. Always maintain your original intention, always know where your boundaries are, and always maintain humility and awe, which is the real way to survive."

"Xiang Kun." The old general was supported to stand up, raised his hand in salute, his arms trembling slightly, and said earnestly, "Thank you."

Xiang Kun's eyes turned hot. These famous generals were also omnipotent and brave men on the battlefield in the early years, but as they got older, they had more responsibilities, and the people behind them cared about more things, so they became timid.

If you want more, you will stick to one side, and you will lose your original courage and backbone. But in the final analysis, people like Xiang Kun worship and learn from these old generals as idols and heroes.

Now that he has gone through all this, his mood is not uncomplicated, but when the heroes he admired all pay tribute to him, his chest will still be filled with unspeakable intense emotions, his heart will be full, and countless emotions will not be known. From where it started, the heat has been spreading into the eye sockets.

The old general said: "Now I officially appoint, Xiang Kun, to be promoted to the commander-in-chief of the joint group, promoted to the rank of general, and awarded the purple hexagram. Organize the remaining group army to wipe out all the zombies and rescue the survivors."

Xiang Kun closed his eyes and raised his hand in salute: "Yes!"

"Ji Hongyuan." The general turned his head to look at the person next to him, and said, "As an Omega, I have been loyal to the Special Intelligence Bureau before, and have carried out countless important missions without failure. Position. Your first task now is to unite with Yang Qing to organize the logistics force, sort out all the criminal evidence, notify the whole country, and escort the fugitives, absconding criminals and other related criminals back to F City."

In this incident, the White Tower is the main core command, and in the major cities, there are countless relevant personnel hidden, and there are people who want power and rights at every level. Without their cooperation, the matter would not have fermented so quickly.

No matter whether they got retribution in the end, died outside, or survived by luck, there must be an open result.

Ji Hongyuan saluted: "Yes."

The old general's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and he gave orders one by one in an orderly manner.

"201, Liu Yuan, promoted to major general, awarded golden six-pointed star, served as director of land strategy command, and cooperated with General Xiang to carry out rescue and post-disaster recovery work!"

201 stood up excitedly, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and saluted: "Yes!"

Qi Shishi has not yet graduated. Because of his fearless courage, he is temporarily awarded the rank of corporal and has no position. Afterwards, he will be awarded a certificate of honor. After graduation, he will be directly promoted to the headquarters of the Land Rescue Team and promoted to a mid-level non-commissioned officer.

Although Zhang Yinghai was loyal to the White Tower in the early stage, his purpose was to keep more people, so the reward and punishment were divided in half, and he was relegated to the senior colonel to lead the first army, and cooperate with the execution of the orders issued by General Xiang to rescue survivors and destroy zombies.

Mr. Lieutenant took the initiative to contact the personnel, trying to find a way to break the White Tower, and contributed a lot from it. He was promoted to colonel and joined the field team of the Second Army.

Because Zhou Sheng is good at undercover disguise, he was incorporated into Ji Hongyuan's Special Intelligence Bureau to help sort out relevant evidence and carry out post-disaster reconstruction work.

The various armies now have uneven manpower, and the personnel are scattered everywhere. They need to contact their own hands to reorganize the army. Xiang Kun is almost a poor commander, but things have turned around, and everyone has hope.

"Xiang Chen." The old general paused, and said, "Let him go back to school, finish the last two years of his studies, and after graduation, he will be promoted to major general and lead the third air force's independent bombing team."

Xiang Kun was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and laughed.It's true that the son inherited his father's legacy, and when his position became vacant, his son took over.

For a moment, he was very emotional. The so-called continuation of life is probably like this. Some spirits can be passed on forever, and continue to move forward along the footsteps of the predecessors.

Instead of arguing about whether genes are good or bad, or IQ is high or low, perhaps this kind of spiritual inheritance is eternal and truly represents the value of human beings.

"Luo Zisong, lead a first-level police supervisor, join the Ministry of Public Security, cooperate with Ji Hongyuan to arrest fugitives and absconded people, publish criminal evidence, recover weapons, rebuild the population archives, and resume urban construction after the event..." The old general said, "It may be difficult at first. It’s going to be a mess for a while, so we must pay more attention.”

Xiang Chen, Luo Zisong and others were not at the scene. They were on their way back from the apartment building when they heard the voices of the old generals from the communicator. The direction of the voice responded, and the scene looked serious and interesting.

The orcs who escaped from the apartment followed behind sparsely. The apartment building continued to emit loud explosions, and the flames blazed in all directions, reflecting a golden red in everyone's eyes.

Xiang Chen looked up for a while, Wen Chuan said beside him: "Do you think this is useful?"

Xiang Chen turned his head and said "Huh?"

Wen Chuan looked at the fire upstairs, and said: "For all the consequences caused by Yan Huan, their death is not a pity, but they can't replace those innocent people who died in vain. What is lost is lost after all, and they will die ten thousand times. not coming back."

Wen Chuan bowed his head and clenched his fists: "I'm still not reconciled, but even if I torture them, it's hard to relieve the hatred in my heart, and it can't make up for anything."

He turned his head, and several people followed him to look at the dark clouds in the distance. The clouds seemed to be connected to the end of the ground. The desolate city, the desolate high-rise buildings, were lifeless in the cold heavy rain.

In the past, there should be thousands of lights and traffic, people complaining or happy, happy or wronged, laughing and cursing, gathered into a small galaxy in the world, everyone has their own way to go in life, people to meet, experiences to experience thing.Even if it is setbacks, difficulties, sadness, happiness, light, or smooth sailing that makes people enviable, they should all be in their own hands.There are so many people coming and going on this road, they pass each other, or are lucky enough to join hands for a lifetime, they should not have encountered this.

All the way forward was cut off without warning, those who did not have time to do things, those who did not have time to become, and the dreams that were not fulfilled in time all came to an abrupt end.They didn't make any mistakes, and the road of life was ended by others for no reason. Who can be responsible for this?Who can compensate?

Wen Chuan scolded for fun, but his heart was still empty.No matter how many words, no matter how cruel the punishment, they still couldn't fill the void in my heart.

If it wasn't for this incident, he would treat him as an elder, as a relative, and earnestly teach him that his teacher would not have to die, his eldest brother would not have to lose an arm, and he and Xiang Chen would not have to leave cruel memories.The helplessness and despair he experienced along the way, and the unwillingness of several life-and-death struggles, finally left a mark in his heart. Those pains will become nightmares for a long time in the future, and his hatred and anger will never be because of The Yan family died easily.

But he is still lucky, he met new friends, he lived and died together, he has a lover who will never change until death, and they will never give up on each other.

His eldest brother is still there, and he is not alone, and even has a new family.

Such complicated emotions were entangled together, making his eyes complicated, and his hands subconsciously touched his lower abdomen. At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Hei Lang rubbed Omega's hand, and said: "It's not useless, at least we gave innocent people an explanation. We have to move forward, and then we will always remember those who died, those who were kind to us, They don't really die in our hearts."

"The future is the only good medicine that can appease us." Luo Zisong also said, "Remember this moment and live on."

Sitting quietly on Luo Zisong's back, he said, "When you are policemen, how do you usually explain yourself? What do you think when you meet those... vicious criminals who don't repent?"

Luo Zisong walked slowly, with a gentle but firm voice, and said: "For me, don't look for reasons for comfort from yourself, but look for reasons from others. Seeing those victims stand up strong and try to continue to live , Returning to the path of life that belongs to him, that is the greatest comfort. Then tell yourself, work harder, try to protect what you can protect, and do every task with a clear heart."

"If you stop, it will be difficult for you to stand up again. You will feel that there is only darkness in this world without light. The world is very dirty and there is no real nobility." Everyone listened quietly to Luo Zisong's words. In the heavy rain, They were drenched, but their hearts warmed up a little bit, "You can only go forward, don't stop, don't look back, only keep going forward, running forward, you can see new light, there are always people It will warm you, there will always be someone who will bring you hope, there will always be someone who is willing to reach out and give you a hand, if you don’t move forward, you will never wait for that time.”

There was a roar in the distance, and Wen Xia drove over with someone in a car.

Volunteers from low-risk areas and mixed-habitation areas also rushed to help. They took away the white fox and the leopard's body, and prepared to go upstairs in firefighting suits to count the number of people.

The surrounding area suddenly became lively, people were talking to each other and greeted each other warmly. They didn't know each other, but they all saw tired and relieved smiles on each other's faces.

These people have lost family members, lovers and friends, and each of them has experienced a catastrophe and survived the catastrophe fortunately.They were willing to understand each other's misfortunes and pains. They came forward and patted the shoulders of several people, saying "Thanks for your hard work" and "It's over". The orcs behind Xiang Chen were silently crying , looking panicked and embarrassed, but it seemed that he had finally returned to his "home" and found his "family", and his heart fell to the ground completely.

Those who survived this catastrophe and those who are willing to understand others will be each other's family members.

What has been lost is irretrievable and irreparable, but if you are alive, you will have new memories and a new tomorrow.Then carry the hopes and dreams of those who have passed away, carry their unsaid words and unfulfilled wishes, and move on.

You don't have to let go of your grief, you don't have to forget your sorrow, you don't have to force yourself to stand up, and for a long time in the future, go forward with your broken self, accompany each other, and learn to welcome a new tomorrow.

The broadcast, which had been silent for a long time, finally rang again all over the country.

Survivors hiding in different areas, in basements, warehouses, dark huts, shelters, etc., either alone or in a group of people huddled together, dully heard a completely different broadcast sound from the previous few months.

It was a young male voice, excited and excited, finally no longer reporting the number of abandoned cities, no longer delaying the evacuation, he brought the long-awaited dawn.

——This is the official communication station, here is the official communication station, 1 and a day after the outbreak of the virus, we cracked the virus and developed a vaccine!Repeat, we cracked the virus and developed a vaccine!

The still and dull crowd slowly showed their expressions, first they were surprised, then they couldn't believe it. No one dared to speak, as if they were afraid of shattering this beautiful dream.

Someone picked up the radio and raised it tremblingly. Everyone put down what they were doing and gathered around, staring at it without blinking, for fear of missing something in the blink of an eye.

——In this disaster, we lost countless compatriots and witnessed countless miracles.If you are still alive, if you can hear this broadcast, please don't give up hope.If there are other survivors around you, please help each other and persevere to the end.

—— Three days later, major cities will begin to clean up the zombies. We will carry out aerial poison spraying. The poison has a certain degree of impact on the human body. If possible, please try to hide indoors and close the doors and windows.The end time of the zombie cleanup will be announced through the broadcast. Please do not leave the shelter at will. Please prepare food and necessary supplies for a week.

——After the zombies are cleaned up, rescue teams from all over the world will start to search for survivors from the air and the ground. Please wear items of conspicuous colors while ensuring the surrounding safety. Please try to go to the open space for help to ensure that the rescue teams can find you.

——After the zombie eradication is over, the post-disaster reconstruction work in various places will start one after another. We need a large number of volunteers. Those who are interested can apply to the local rescue team for registration.Corresponding vaccines, medicines, and food will be distributed uniformly.

——Survivors who are still going to City F, please find the nearest refuge. Three days later, the cities will start to wipe out the zombies. Repeat, please survivors who are still going to City F, find the nearest refuge...

At this moment, the survivors from all over the place had almost the same expressions and movements.

They covered their mouths, and then let out an exclamation, and then the wave of exclamation swept through the crowd like some kind of emotional contagion.They hugged and cheered, screamed excitedly, and then broke down and wailed. Everyone was like a lunatic, throwing and smashing the things at hand, wantonly venting their emotions that had no place to rest.

Screaming, laughing, crying, and meaningless roars filled every shelter, like an emotional bomb, bursting out in succession.No one listens to the radio carefully anymore, they just want to vent, and keep venting, people come alive in the noise, at this moment they seem to be not even afraid of the zombies outside, they hammer on the door, throw chairs, beat the wall, throw their hands The hammer was flushed red, but it seemed that there was no pain.

People who have lost children hug each other to comfort each other.

People who lost their partners fell to their knees holding the relics left by each other.

People with broken homes cried and cursed, but they couldn't even hear what they were cursing, and their voices were hoarse.

The children hugged and cried together with the adults. The young ones didn't know what happened, and their eyes widened in fright.

The old people were trembling all over, crying silently, thinking why am I the one who survived?Why not the unknown young man who saved me?Why not the policeman with a sunny smile?Why not your own child?

The young people yelled and yelled, with tears and snot mixed together, crying and laughing again, hugging everyone they knew or not.

In the dark corners of the desolate city, people are ushering in a new life, while outside the corners, zombies are everywhere, chaotic and filled with boundless death.Like a distinct line, turbidity and clarification are at different ends, Yin and Yang are separated, never to be seen again.