One hundred and ninety-six colds
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Go back to the barley field and hand over the wounded to the doctor, and ask Uncle Biao to arrange a place to stay for the people we brought back. Angelia walked over with Sato in a brisk manner. Sato said to me, "Judge, because you have to bring some irrelevant people, ten of my people have been killed and wounded. You have to be held accountable for this. So you must send my men to the port at once to join the people left behind. β
Don't even think about it, how can my people continue to carry out their tasks without taking a break after running around all night? I don't have another wave to replace them. So I replied to her simply, "My people must rest." Tomorrow morning we depart. β
Angelia looked pitiful: "Judge, you see that my people have lost so much, and there are not many people at the docks, if there is another accident at the docks, how can I ensure my safety?" β
Actually, I also want to pity Xiangxiang and cherish the jade, but I am more responsible for the lives of many people, so I have to pretend to be stupid: "Then you might as well stay here." There are a lot of people here, so you will definitely be safe. Your men can stay here, too. We all have a system here, and as long as we contribute to the community, we can distribute daily necessities, so life can be guaranteed. So Angelia gave me a pair of health balls and took Sato to find a place to rest.
When Waugh saw Ben just get out of a sports car, he grabbed him, "Go get me something to eat." β
Ben said, "Then you'll have to let me go when there's such an exciting action." β
Big Eyes gave him a shiver behind his back and said, "Then you are ready, go to the port tomorrow." Now go get us something to eat and send it to the command center. β
Ben ran happily now: "I'll go to the cafeteria." β
Uncle Biao's movements were quite fast, and now several houses near the security center have been vacated and painted with the names of "dormitory", "civil affairs", "self-defense forces", etc., which can already be called the headquarters. Lawyer Xie came out of the second floor of the small building with "Civil Affairs" and shouted to me: "James, Robert, the personnel you asked to go to the base have basically been completed. When to go? β
Big Eyes said, "It's going to be tomorrow morning." We need to take a break. β
Lawyer Xie said, "Okay! Just now the doctors asked a question. They don't have much medicine in their hands and will soon run out. If this mess goes on for a long time, you'll need to find more medicines, uh, bandages, plasma, medical devices, and so on. Listen to them anyway, you want anything. β
I said, "Okay, we'll try our luck when we go out." β
As soon as Lawyer Xie talked about the doctor, I suddenly remembered that I was not feeling well, and I sneezed several times in a row. This is rare, and I haven't gotten sick for a long time since I had a breakthrough in qigong. Powell and Marjora, who were walking behind me, also sneezed a few times, and I guess they caught a cold in the rain last night. A cold can make people lose their physical strength, which is something that cannot be ignored when they need to fight, so I said to them, "Go to the doctor and get some medicine." It is a traditional Chinese medicine. Don't delay going out tomorrow. There may also be wars. β
Marjola immediately agreed, and Powell smirked and didn't say to get the medicine. At this time, I just walked to the door of the monitoring room, and I went in, and I did not emphasize the importance of timely treatment to Powell.
Big Bird reports that many people in the neighborhood are fleeing, and more and more blacks are loitering and looting, but no one has dared to challenge our community so far. It's also calm on the other side of the base. So I ate the bread and broth that Ben had brought, and hurried to catch up on my sleepβI had to take every opportunity to sleep when I didn't know what was going to happen in the next moment, so that I could have the energy to deal with it.
When I woke up in the evening, I was up and moving, and Otori reported black smoke in the direction of Nangang, presumably because the harbor's oil storage tank was on fire. Then there was the fire in the blue and yellow areas today, and our men went to inspect and found that the looters had set the fire, and the looters were chased away after grabbing. I asked if there were any casualties in the firefight, and the big bird told me with a strange look that not only did we have no casualties, but also that the robbers had no bodies or wounded left.
"We went out more than 100 people on two occasions and exchanged fire for more than 10 minutes, and I guess we didn't hit a single target. These people still need to be trained. He said so.
This matter is really urgent, so I can only slowly figure out a way.
When it was time to eat again, I took an olive-green sign with my name, number, and the words "Commander-in-Chief" printed on it to the cafeteria, where I saw Uncle Biao observing the operation of the canteen. Seeing a purple sign on Uncle Biao's chest that also referred to his name, number, and the words "first-class administration," I paid attention to the signs on the chests of the others, and found that the signs of all the Self-Defense Forces were green, the color of the management signs was purple, the doctors were red, and the ordinary personnel were blue. The family members are yellow, but golden and light yellow are used to distinguish the families of self-defense personnel from the families of ordinary personnel. Most of the food handers wore gold and blue bars indicating that they were members of the Self-Defense Forces and were also staff members. In addition to this, I also saw that Angelia's Japanese also had signs, which were white without words.
Waiters distribute food according to the color of the signs, and green, purple, and red signs are given the most, blue, yellow, and white are given a little less, and those who do not have signs are not given because they receive relief food, and some types of food are only served with green and gold signs. It seems that Uncle Biao has faithfully carried out my orders for graded supply, and he is also very creative.
I walked over to the boar with a plate and sat down, and the boar pointed to the green sign on his chest and said, "They're very creative." β
Just as Uncle Biao had given the task of maintaining order to someone else, I pulled him to sit down and said, "Lewis was still praising you for your good methods. β
Uncle Biao wiped the sweat from his head and said, "How can I have so many ideas?" Fortunately, there are many people with great strength, and young people have brains. They came out and came up with a lot of ways to do things. By the way, everyone also proposed to set up the school, so that children could not be idle all day long, and it was a pity to waste time. β
It was a good suggestion, so I immediately affirmed it and suggested that the kindergarten be restored at the same time. As for the teachers, they have to be selected from the community.
After the meal, I gathered all the important people in the community to plan the next day's action. Because it is going to the port, there may be a lot of goods there, in order to search for supplies as much as possible, all the trucks and pickup trucks that can be dispatched must be dispatched, and the manpower and vehicles must be arranged before dawn. After a good night's sleep, I woke up early to check my operational readiness. Marjora sneezed and reported to me: "Powell has a fever. It looks like he can't go out today. β
I saw that Marjola was also listless, and when I heard his voice a little hoarse, I hurriedly asked, "How are you?" β
Marjora said: "Fortunately, I listened to you yesterday and took medicine, otherwise I might have been the same as Powell." β
"What? Powell didn't take the medicine? β
Marjola made a helpless look: "He said he was afraid of bitterness, so he didn't eat." β
Fack! I went to the room where Powell was sleeping and touched Powell's forehead, which burned a lot. Powell was awakened by me and said to me, "I'm sorry, I can't go out with you today." β
I hurriedly said, "Cure the disease first." Marjola, don't go today, get cured first. You and Powell go to the infirmary after eating and ask them to give you antibiotics so you will get better as soon as possible. β
Alas! Depressed! Abolish the two generals at once! But I can't express my depression yet, for fear that my emotions will affect others. After a tasteless breakfast, I led a large convoy out of the barley fields. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.