In Chu Xiang's hometown, there has been such a saying since he was a child: A good man is not a soldier, and a good iron is not a nail. Good iron is not used to make nails, this is easy to understand, good men are not soldiers, people in other places should have a hard time understanding.

This statement originated after the end of the Vietnam War, when the counterattack against Vietnam was a round war against Vietnam, although it was a round battle in the major military regions, in fact, the real backbone was the people in Chu Xiang's hometown and the soldiers of several cities and counties in Gui Province next door, many of them were cannon fodder who went to the battlefield after a month of training, and less than half of them came back in the end, and those who came back were basically disabled.

When Chu Xiang was a child, he often came into contact with those soldiers who had fought for the country, they often played chess at Chu Xiang's house, shouting and shouting to the death, Chu Xiang was very disgusted with them at first, and later learned that they were all deaf by the cannonballs, and they couldn't hear them if they didn't speak loudly.

And this is only the smallest kind of trouble in their lives, after the end of the war, most of them are disabled, many of them can't even work, their wives can't marry, many of them end up buying Vietnamese wives, and most of the Vietnamese wives they bought back will run away within a year of marriage.

The land was already poor, as the breadwinner of the family, they lost their labor, life was even more difficult, coupled with the mental trauma caused by the war, they became marginalized people, outcasts of society, for the next 20 years, they did not receive any help, since then there is a proverb in their hometown that good men are not soldiers.

Under the gaze of thirty-eight pairs of eyes, Chu Xiang slowly walked through the checkpoint, their eyes were blazing and reverent, their expressions were solemn and solemn, but no one knew if they could survive until the next dawn. Chu Xiang didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it, so he could only give them the courage of the warriors and the pride of victory.

Thirty-eight pairs of eyes watched Chu Xiang disappear at the foot of the mountain before turning back to continue his duties.

After the checkpoint, there are herdsmen on the side of the road, herds of cattle and sheep wandering leisurely on the hillside, white tents are dotted like clouds in the snow and grassland, there are healthy horses neighing, there are shepherd dogs barking, there are children laughing, leisurely and happy.

How many people know that such joy is bought by many people with their lives.

All the way to the pass of Mt. Mira, there are herdsmen's tents all over the mountain, and it seems that all the people in the city of Sal have been evacuated and temporarily placed here, and a card has been set up on the road to prevent them from returning to the city.

The pass of Mira Mountain was closed again, and when Chu Xiang walked here, it was just dawn and the sun was rising. There are a lot of people on the pass, some are taking pictures, some are looking at the sunrise in the distance, looking at the costumes, they are not locals, but outsiders.

When he was twenty meters away from the checkpoint, a soldier suddenly raised his hand and solemnly saluted Chu Xiang.

"Salute." Someone shouted, all the soldiers at the checkpoint saluted solemnly towards Chu, and the three men with the rank of colonel in the tent next to him also saluted solemnly after they came out.

The dead are already cold, but the living have usurped the courtesy that should have been theirs, Chu Xiang is unwilling to accept such respect, but he has to accept such a courtesy.

Walking to the pass, in the distance of the mountains, a round of red sun slowly rose, ten thousand golden lights pierced the clouds, and the morning glow was full of sky. The golden light shone, Chu Xiang felt that the cold breath on his body seemed to be melted by the warm sun, and the blood in his heart was about to boil again, he slowly closed his eyes, feeling the breath of life, everything seemed to be reviving in his heart, and his heart was also full of warmth.

After a while, Chu Xiang opened his eyes and found that not only the officers and soldiers at the checkpoint were paying attention to saluting, but everyone watching the sunrise at the observation deck was also looking at him quietly and curiously.

Chu Xiang turned to face the soldiers, glanced at dozens of solemn figures, and said slowly: "Three hundred and seventy-six people participated in the battle, three hundred and thirteen people were killed in battle, and fifty-one people were seriously injured, without them, there would be no peace now, they are the real heroes, may they be immortal, for thousands of generations, and shine in my Shenzhou." ”

The heavy and solemn voice echoed on the mountain, Chu Xiang raised his hand to salute the rising sun, and the soldiers at the pass were touched by Chu Xiang's words, and turned to face the rising sun, saluted solemnly, and shouted in unison: The heroic spirit is immortal, thousands of generations, Yao Shenzhou.

Like thunder shouting, the mountains echoed, and the tourists next to them were infected by the heavy and solemn atmosphere, although they didn't know what happened, they still shouted: Heroic Soul Immortal, Thousands of Generations, Yao My Shenzhou.

Hold the sword and dominate the enemy's formation,

Bloodied and unthinking,

can't get in and out, and never go back,

I don't regret it,

Brave and undeceiving,

The soul is resolute and resolute.

The low chant was devastating, and the figure of Chu Xiang was seen to go away with the low poetry, and it was not until a song of mourning was finished that all the soldiers put down their hands one after another. Everyone was touched, the solemn atmosphere did not disperse for a long time, the pass was quiet and silent, and no one was shocked by this solemn atmosphere for a long time.

Chu Xiang thought that his heart was hard enough, but in the face of these loveliest people, he couldn't help the stirring in his heart. When the mood is chaotic and the thoughts are chaotic, I have arrived in the valley of Duosong, and the roadside market is extremely noisy, people come and go, it is very lively, and it is a prosperous scene. Seeing an injured barefoot young man in disheveled clothes, the people on the side of the road looked at Chu Xiang one after another, Chu Xiang didn't like noisy places, remembered that there was a hot spring hotel on the side of the road in front of him, left the village and went to the hotel.

The reason why Chu Xiang remembers so clearly that there is a hot spring hotel in front of him is because the last time he passed by here to soak in the hot springs, a donkey friend fainted because the sulfur was too thick and soaked for too long.

As we walked along, not far from the prosperous city of Tamatsu, a few small wooden houses sat quietly on the side of the mountain, and a small stream flowed by the side of the road, and the water of the stream was so thick that the steam rising from the two wooden houses of the inn could be faintly seen.

The small wooden bridge across the creek is a little dilapidated, the inn built up with wooden planks is also a little dilapidated, the signboard engraved with the word hot spring hotel has long been fallen and rotted, Chu Xiang called a few times, but he didn't see the boss come out, pushed the door and entered the hotel to see, the wooden house was already full of dust, and it seemed that it had been abandoned for a while.

Pushing open the door of the hot spring room, the inside was still the same as before, steaming hot, and the strong smell of sulfur came to my nose. The water was still clean, and the spring at the bottom of the pool was bubbling out, and the overflowing water flowed into the creek from the nearby ditch.

The water was very hot, a little hot, Chu Xiang hadn't taken a bath for several days, took a comfortable bath, slept in the hotel again, woke up and found that the wound had healed, and soaked for a while, all a little reluctant to leave.

As soon as Song Xiaoting returned to the base, Zhong Lao asked her to go to the laboratory, and hurried to the laboratory, Zhong Lao said to her: "Compare the several genetic specimens above, find out the differences, and interpret them." ”

Song Xiaoting didn't say a word, put down the sword, and immediately started working.

After two days and three nights, Song Xiaoting closed her eyes and rested for a while, and printed out a stack of materials.

"How?" Hearing the sound of the printer, Zhong Lao asked.

"The comparison results have come out, the difference is that the target has an unknown gene with a length of 20992kb that has been activated, and at present, it can only be interpreted less than one percent, and according to the information deduced by this one percent, it can be basically determined that this gene is the reason why zombies and humans are different." Song Xiaoting said, her face looked haggard, but her eyes were very bright.

"We have this gene in us too?" Zhong Lao asked.

"Yes." Song Xiaoting nodded.

"Does that mean that the formation of zombies is also a form of genetic awakening?" Zhong Lao asked.

"It should be, but the conditions required for its awakening are relatively harsh, not only the internal conditions need to be achieved, but also the external conditions, and the combination of the two can awaken." Song Xiaoting said.

After a while, Zhong Lao said, "You can take the specimen to Dahua." ”

"Okay." Song Xiaoting nodded.

Takejo.

Changsun Yue has been very worried recently, not because of the invasion of mutant beasts, but because his sisters often have accidents, in the past three days, eleven people have been victimized, eight of them have been tortured, and three have had their hands and feet cut off, if they were not rescued in time, I am afraid that they will not be able to see her.

The other party was not afraid of Chu Xiang's fame, and even threatened to meet Chu Xiang, the matter was very tricky, the more the eldest grandson wanted to talk to Chu Xiang, but he didn't want to say it. said that Chu Xiang may make a move, but there is no doubt that her status in Chu Xiang's heart will be reduced a lot, and she feels that she can't handle it by herself.

After the twelfth sister who had an accident was killed by Wheel Rice, Changsun Yue finally decided to fight back and fight back in her way.

Changsun Yue is very confident, because she is the head of the martial arts hall, the five words of the head of the martial arts hall is a big tiger skin, the eldest grandson knows its role well, this is her dependence, and she has more than one dependence, her other reliance is women, a large group of women under her command, the power of women can not be underestimated at any time, and the princes of the Beacon Opera are probably the best proof of women's strength. As long as she makes good use of these two dependencies, she believes that Wucheng will definitely have a place for her.

Chu Xiang was entering the city when he received the video request from Changsun Yue, and Changsun Yue shouted respectfully: "Boss." ”

"Say." Chu Xiangdao.

"I need proof from you." The eldest grandson crossed, and as soon as the camera turned, more than a dozen men appeared in the frame.

Chu Xiang thought about it for a while, and then understood what the eldest grandson was going to do, changed back to his original appearance, and said to the camera: "I am Chu Xiang, and the eldest grandson follows me, and I am the person in charge for the time being." Chu Xiang did not say that the eldest grandson was the head of the martial arts hall, nor did he say that there was an organization called the martial arts hall, but replaced it with the word follower.

"Thank you, Boss." The eldest grandson said respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Xiang knew that Wucheng would be even more chaotic, and Changsun Yue was not a person who was willing to be silent, with his tiger skin, nine times out of ten he would make a big deal.

Kombu Castle is a beautiful city in a river valley where the azure Yangni River flows through the mountains like a jewel falling from the sky. Descending along the mountain road with nine turns and eighteen turns, there is curling smoke rising in the lush woods by the river in front of you, and you can hear the sound of chickens and dogs in the distance, and from time to time someone rides by, and the horse bell rings.

When I was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, there was a sudden roar of cars on the mountain, and in a moment, a sports car whizzed by, drifted beautifully several times in a row, and disappeared around the corner.

In these years, except for the army and some larger sects, few people can afford to drive a sports car, and even fewer can afford to drive a sports car. It's not that the car is expensive, the car is not expensive at all, there are good cars everywhere that no one wants, the main thing is that the oil is expensive, and it is extremely expensive. Chu Xiang fought desperately in Sal City, and only then did he get 100,000 contribution points, the price of a liter of oil is 1,000 yuan, a contribution point is equal to 50 yuan, and 50 liters will cost 1,000 contribution points, such a price, really not everyone can afford it.

Both sides of the Yangni River valley are full of people, cooking smoke curling, dogs barking one after another, revealing the leisurely and vitality of a mountain village. Entering the city, the situation is not as good as Chu Xiang thought, the city is not as lively as the suburbs, the deserted streets are slightly decayed, most of the sparse pedestrians are in a hurry, after walking for a long time, Chu Xiang found that there are only two restaurants in the city, one is an action station, and the other is called Gongbu Hotel, and the sports car I saw when I went down the mountain just now was parked at the door of the action station.

Strange situation, Chu Xiang glanced up at the sky, blue sky and white clouds, the surrounding mountains were lush, and they were also not affected by the radiation clouds, it stands to reason that there should be many people who fled here to take refuge, how could a huge city be so depressed.

I wanted to find someone to inquire, the pedestrians in the past were in a hurry, and it didn't look like it was so easy to communicate, Chu Xiang had to turn around and go to the action station to eat, and by the way, he inquired about the situation, and when he passed by just now, he saw that there were many people inside.

There were several sports cars parked outside the action station, and it was the first time that Chu Xiang had seen so many people driving sports cars after the great change. There are actually quite a lot of people in the restaurant, dozens of tables are almost full, it seems that the whole city has arrived here, the people are noisy, Chu Xiang is a little disliked, but seeing that the waiters at the front desk are all women, they all look good, and they are in a good mood, and they enter the restaurant.

"One?" The waitress at the front desk asked.

Chu Xiang nodded.

"This way, please." A waitress said, leading the way.

"Is there something going on here, so many people?" Chu Xiang asked.

"You don't know? Big star Chen Feiya is holding a charity gala here tonight. The waitress said, with a hint of jealousy in her tone.

Chu Xiang smiled noncommittally, women will always be jealous of each other, this is their nature. At this time, there were still people holding a charity meeting, which made Chu Xiang a little surprised, now everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, this charity association can have a certain effect, it is difficult to comment, it is estimated that it is mostly hype.

"There is no one in the city, what's the use of running this charity meeting?" Chu Xiangdao.

"You're new to Gongfu, aren't you?" The waitress asked.

"yes." Chu Xiangdao.

"You don't know. In this place, birds don't, food is very scarce, and they have to go hunting in the mountains during the day, so how can they have time to hang out, and they all come back at night. You don't know, these stinky men, for the sake of those goblins, are generous, and they have to kneel and lick when they have no money to eat. The waitress said, and the more she spoke, the more angry she became, as if she wanted to gouge out the eyes of all men in the world.

Chu Xiang smiled again and asked, "Has anyone ever held such a charity meeting before?" ”