Zombies don't need to rest

Standing outside was another officer of the Penglai Legion. Seeing him nodding expressionlessly, he sent him out of the deep cabin after the officer locked the door.

And at this moment, voices came from the earphones of the two people at the same time: "We found that a large number of zombies are gathering at the No. [-] target point, and a reconnaissance team was attacked."

After a while, the voice came from the earphone again: "The 777 reconnaissance team was killed, and the whole army is on alert."

The ear-piercing siren sounded in the headset, but there was no movement on the transport ship they were on.

Listening to the orders from the superior command in the headset, the black and thin officer said seriously: "Captain Wu, I'm going back first, and I will contact you at any time if there is any situation."

The officer who sent him out nodded: "Don't worry Captain Li, although we are only a logistics force, we will do our best to protect your safety."

The two saluted each other and parted ways.

Wu Wu, the deputy captain of the transportation brigade of the Penglai Army, looked at the back of the black and thin officer, turned around silently and returned to his office, picked up the phone on the desk and said directly: "The team sent by the Kunlun Army to supervise the transportation of materials has just been following The superior reported, I don’t know what was discovered.”

Listening to the voice on the other side of the phone, he replied seriously: "Understood, I will continue to supervise them, yes, I have seen the seal pattern they used."

A few minutes later, after hanging up the phone, Wu Wu carefully took out a seal from his breast pocket.

It was pasted on the box when Lu Renjia and the others were transferring supplies.

Wu Wu squinted at the seal, then carefully put it back into his pocket.

Turning around and looking at the sea, he whispered, "Let's start with those two recruits."

Just when the Lu family brothers fell asleep quickly using the method taught by the army.

Inside the Windless Tavern in District [-].

Jiang Yang looked at the box in front of him, turned his head calmly and looked at the zombies beside him and said, "You say, what's the use of a powerful army in such a federation?"

The zombies also looked at the contents of the box in silence.

In the end, Dong Quanyun was the first to speak: "Fuck!"

A simple word made the whole Windless Tavern lively.

The zombies lined up to visit the missile in the box, and many zombies even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Jiang Yang also took a photo, printed it out and put it in his notebook, and wrote below:

[Eight hours after the full-scale war started, a missile that should have appeared on the frontline battlefield was sold to a zombie tavern thousands of miles away from the battlefield. To be honest, when Luo Jincheng established an all-weather logistics transportation system, I was worried The military strength of the Federation will be greatly improved, and it is ready to wipe out all zombies in one fell swoop. 】

[But now it seems that the biggest advantage of this logistics transportation system is that it allows businessmen to get front-line military supplies earlier than soldiers. 】

Wei Yixiu walked over after Jiang Yang finished writing and put away his notebook, and looked at the box on the ground with a worried face: "How did this thing get here?"

Jiang Yang replied calmly: "The money will be shipped immediately after it arrives, and the federal military logistics transportation channel will deliver the goods to your door. The Weapons Headquarters will specially train them to ensure that they can be used after you get them."

He opened another small box in his hand and put it in Wei Yixiu's hand: "Missiles and detonators are shipped separately, which neither violates the federal regulations on the transportation of military supplies, nor violates the General Arms Corporation's prohibition on the sale of active-duty high-power lethal weapons." treaty."

"Except for the serial number on the missile that was not cleaned in time because of the rush delivery, this thing has nothing to do with military supplies. This is a weapon that is normally sold by the Weapons Corporation and can be sold and used by the civilian population."

Wei Yixiu looked at the ignition device in Jiang Yang's hand, opened his mouth and smiled and said, "I never expected to see this thing in such a short time."

Jiang Yang shrugged his shoulders: "To be honest, I didn't expect that either."

The zombies in the tavern fell silent again after taking pictures.

Everyone stood there looking at the big box and the missiles inside.

This thing appeared here, so what exactly was it sent to the front line?

The person in charge of the military group checked that the missile was okay, stood up and said calmly: "It is indeed an individual soldier missile in active service in the Federation. It is equipped on the right arm of the tenth-generation heavy combat armor. Because radioactive materials are used, it can be exploded at close range. Effectively kills zombies below Grade C."

Then he looked at Jiang Yang helplessly and asked, "So Brother Yang, how did this thing come about?"

Jiang Yang stroked his chin and said, "It's someone reselling in Base City No. [-]. Aren't Feng Wenbin and his wife over there? They happened to kill a powerful gang, and then they discovered this stuff."

"According to the list they found at the scene, this missile should be going to Africa tomorrow with the third batch of material ships. It is the reserve material of the Kunlun Army, but it was sold by the people of the federal military logistics department during the transfer process. , the actual place of transport is the North African Union."

He took out a piece of paper from the box containing the ignition device: "The first two batches of materials were sent before the war. This is the first batch of materials that arrived after the war. This batch of materials was shipped the night before. We set off early tomorrow morning, and the cargo has already been loaded, so Feng Wenbin doesn't know exactly what is loaded on board."

"Anyway, this missile is indeed here with us, and according to the interrogation results of Feng Wenbin and his wife, this happened to the previous two batches of preliminary supplies. It's not too many, but some of them were indeed sold."

The person in charge of the military group took the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, and said: "The Kunlun Legion should send people to supervise the whole process, so there will definitely be no problem with the number. They should have replaced the paper with something. missile."

Jiang Yang didn't understand the operation method inside, so he asked curiously: "What does it mean to replace?"

The person in charge of the military team replied: "Replace active weapons and equipment with scrapped missiles. Because the models are the same, you only need to change the number."

Dong Quanyun next to him asked curiously: "Won't it be discovered?"

The head of the military team shook his head: "How could it be discovered? The same model, produced by the same factory, now has an official serial number and a transshipment certificate, and it is replaced by another thing that was originally scrapped and disappeared in this world. It is impossible. Someone found it."

Wei Yixiu asked: "What about the function?"

The person in charge of the military team said calmly: "The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and various accidents are emerging one after another. Besides, even if there are no accidents, is there any problem with duds?"

Now even Jiang Yang couldn't hold back his curse: "So there's no way for this kind of thing to be discovered, and there's no way for it to be held accountable?"

The person in charge of the military team replied seriously: "Unless the evidence of the destruction of the scrapped missiles can be found and the actual witnesses can confirm whether there are any leftovers, otherwise it is impossible for anyone to find out."

He pointed to the box next to him: "Besides, this missile has now become that scrapped product, even if someone really pursues it, the final responsibility is to resell scrapped military supplies, and they will not be held accountable for reselling frontline military supplies at all." responsibility."

Dong Quanyun frowned: "But as long as you confirm that this missile is newly produced, won't it be enough?"

The head of the military group shook his head.

Looking at Wei Yixiu, he said, "This is a conceptual problem, similar to the definition of counterfeit goods in the law."

"What is placed in front of us now is a stock missile that has been produced for less than two and a half years, but in concept is a stock missile that has no identification and no number, has appeared on the scrap list, and has been destroyed."

"And the one sent to the front line is actually produced 20 years ago, but the concept is completely new."

He replied calmly: "Even if Luo Jincheng investigates it himself, it's useless, because no matter how new the one in front of us is, it's still a scrap product now, and no matter how old the one sent to the front line is, it's still new."

"The most wonderful thing is that no matter whether it is a new one or an old one, the probability of explosion failure is the same. Even if frontline soldiers die because of this, they can't blame the missile for failure."

Jiang Yang suddenly asked, "So did you do the same at that time?"

The person in charge of the military group nodded frankly: "Brother Yang, whether it was before or now, even in ancient times, there were countless people who did this. War money, war money, with war, you can get rich."

Jiang Yang was silent for a while and asked: "So there is no way to solve this kind of problem?"

The head of the military group thought for a while and said: "As long as there are people involved and interests involved, this problem will never be solved, so from this point of view, I understand why Luo Jincheng wants to hand over the governance of the federation to the program. He unified command and coordination by himself.”

The zombies in the Windless Tavern looked at each other in silence.

The interest in watching the fun before also subsided, and they each took their own positions, and began to think about Luo Jincheng's original intention of making the liquid metal transformation.

The person in charge of the military team looked at Wufeng Tavern, which was silent because of his words, shrugged helplessly and covered the box containing the missile.

Jiang Yang sat on a chair beside the counter.

After taking a sip of the red liquid in the cup, he asked the head of the military group: "How much will the function of the scrapped missile be lost?"

The person in charge shook his head: "I don't know."

He sat next to Jiang Yang, looked at Jiang Yang and the other team leaders gathered and said: "From the design to the manufacture of a missile, no one knows whether it will achieve the intended effect when it appears on the battlefield."

"All the preparations are actually just trying to ensure that it can release enough power when needed, but before it really explodes, no one can guarantee that it will be successful."

"The same is true for the scrapping time. It is a time limit calculated by scientific methods, but whether it is science or metaphysics, the probability of failure can never be zero."

"As long as it is not zero, the missile may fail. Taking advantage of this, it is possible to resell military supplies."

"So, none of us have a way of knowing exactly what the outcome of this replaced missile will be, because it's still a work in progress."

"And when the war is over, whether you win or lose, whether the missile exploded or not will not be a topic of concern."

"Victorious, this is just a dud that does not affect the victory. If the battle is defeated, people will not blame a missile for not exploding, because after the defeat, the right to speak is no longer in the hands of the launcher but their enemy. Of course it’s impossible to attribute your own success to a dud.”

He looked at Jiang Yang and the other team leaders who were staring at him.

He said calmly: "When the cannon fires, gold, ten thousand taels."

Jiang Yang drank the red liquid in the cup: "So if the market is strengthened to prevent military supplies from flowing into the market, can this be prevented from happening?"

The head of the military thought for a while and replied: "It has a certain effect, but it is difficult to completely stop it."

"Because even if the market can be completely controlled to block the arms trade, the warehouse can be filled with scrapped materials instead of new ones. As long as one person in the huge logistics system of the Federation has a wrong mind, similar things will happen."

"Even the military department itself can do this to save military expenses. As for where the saved money will be used, no one knows."

Jiang Yang squinted his eyes and asked, "You did the same at that time?"

The person in charge of the military nodded: "At that time, weapons were not allowed in our society, and even knives were regulated, but it would not delay people from replacing scrapped materials with new ones, or even taking out things that should have been scrapped as new ones and sending them out. "

"If you can't make money from the market, you can still make military expenses, can't you?"

Jiang Yang couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's no wonder that there are not many military bases and shelters left after the apocalypse. In the end, only the No. [-] base city survived."

Wu Dong, who was sitting in the corner writing the manuscript, raised his head.

He said with a blank face: "The unit I was in at the time also had this kind of thing. Anyway, no matter whether it is new or old, it can be used, and there will be problems. Then why not save the money for buying new things and pick out the old ones that can be used. Let it go."

"Even if a considerable part of the inventory is broken and unusable, send out the usable ones first, and then spend money to purchase the urgently needed ones, and there will still be a lot of money left."

Wei Yixiu stared: "There are also units like yours?"

Wu Dong looked at him calmly and replied: "That's real money, aren't you tempted? I don't believe you are so noble, you just don't have a chance to get the benefits."

He looked at the other team leaders, including Jiang Yang.

He said with a blank face: "I have always admitted my desires and greed, so I firmly agree with what Brother Yang said, society needs order, supervision, and rules. You can't leave everything to people's hearts, because people's hearts are within your grasp. In the face of interests, it is vulnerable."

Wu Dong put away his pen and paper and said: "Education is useful most of the time, but in the face of interests, the only way to stop all this from happening is a knife, a knife that cuts off the head as soon as you reach out, but this takes A man with a knife also needs to have an ax hanging behind his head."

Jiang Yang replied calmly: "Or, I need someone who won't be moved by these interests, Brother Young Master."

Wu Dong paused for a moment, then grinned and said, "Indeed, that's why Luo Jincheng gave Gu Muyang absolute preferential treatment and care, because that child really doesn't like these benefits."

Jiang Yang nodded and looked at the person in charge of the military team sitting next to him: "The benefits are touching, but what some people need is not money. The seven generations of the Gu family have been rich for 200 years. They no longer need more wealth. What they need is money." Yes, fame."

Wei Yixiu muttered to himself: "But this is not a solution."

Jiang Yang smiled and replied: "But in the past so many years, this is how this society came to be, and in general, with this way of differentiation and opposition, struggle and integration, and further differentiation and opposition, human society is progressing."

Turning around and looking at the zombies who were looking at him, Jiang Yang slightly increased his voice and said: "I'm not sure, just like the double helix structure of human genes, differentiation and struggle are the key to the progress of human society. key and ladder."

On the land of Africa, the head of the Kunlun Legion stood in his command post.

According to the latest news from the front line, the investigation team suffered heavy damage.

And it wasn't zombies who attacked them.

It was they who came to the rescue.

In the zombie farm.

people.

The planes of the Taihang Legion have sent the latest aerial reconnaissance results.

In the three large human gathering places, a clear slogan has been put up: Humans and zombies unite to resist the tyranny of the "savior of mankind" Luo Jincheng!

193 Honor the Savior

The person in charge of the Wufeng Tavern's military team is called Shen Yanxin.

Before the end happened, he was a prisoner.

In his 30-year career, he once sat in a very high position.

Because of this, he is very clear about some hidden hidden problems in his environment.

And after finally gaining power, he joined the small circle of "making money".

He is very capable, strong in every way.

So according to the original situation, he would retire after success and fame, and spend the rest of his life with his huge network of relationships and the huge amount of money he had accumulated.

But the problem is that at any time, it is not a job that one person can do by exchanging materials and extorting funds.

No matter how careful he was, he never thought that people in his circle would be censored because of his position such as sitting crookedly.

So the radish was pulled out and the mud was taken out, and the "big tiger" hiding behind the people was dug out and sent to a military prison to await trial.

When the apocalypse happened, the power system and communication network of the prison were interrupted due to strong radiation energy, and a first-generation zombie appeared in the prison. The cell where Shen Yanxin was located collapsed, and he himself took the opportunity to leave the chaotic prison.

Before fleeing, he took several guns and a large number of bullets, and found a car that did not rely on electronic equipment to leave the location.

His original plan was to go home and see his parents and children at home.