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Beijing Security Zone

Canterlot.

A huge government office building in the center of the city, such a large complex is rarely seen even before the end of the world, and at this time it is in a room on the top floor of the highest building.

The room was filled with smoke, and there were more than a dozen people standing in the shadows.

There were only three people sitting in the room.

On one of the innermost large chairs sat an old man with white hair. The other two, one was a fat man in a suit, very fat, and he sat there panting.

The other was a thin, pale man. Looks to be in his thirties.

"Ahem......"

The pale-faced man suddenly coughed violently.

The old man's face changed, he looked at the dozen or so people standing, and scolded: "Turtle grandson, don't smoke, your room makes you smoke like a sauna." ”

Although he was angry, the others were not angry, but giggled and didn't care, but everyone very obediently extinguished the cigarettes, and a few opened the windows of the room.

After a while, the room was much clearer. Only then did it become clear that except for the fat man who was sitting, everyone was wearing a straight military uniform.

The old man took a sip of a worn-out teapot and said, "You know the situation...... The situation of Chu Fatzi's feedback is indeed true...... What are we going to do next......"

After he finished speaking, he continued to drink water.

The dozen or so people standing below all whispered.

At this time, a man with a beard on his face said, "What is there to discuss...... Hit the ...... I'll go to ...... first."

However, a white man next to him said in a cold voice: "Fight? What to fight? A few days ago, a new security zone was opened, a lot of ammunition was used, and now there is an extreme shortage of guns and ammunition, how to fight? Do you go up and cut with a knife? ”

The scumbag man's face turned dark, and he opened his mouth and muttered, "Isn't there another point?" ”

Bai Jingnan obviously heard it too: "Yes...... There's a fart, the bullets don't add up to a million rounds, but there are nearly a million zombies outside, no matter how accurate your old Hu marksmanship is, you can't finish the zombies with one shot. ”

The scumbag sighed fiercely and muttered, "If the security zone is opened up to **, we will have endless ammunition, and even missiles will be ......used casually."

The old man put the teapot down fiercely, "Did I let you quarrel?" What I want is a solution......"

Everyone was silent and silent.

The old man trembled and pointed at a group of people, "What do you want you to do......" After speaking, his face changed, and his hand fiercely protected his chest.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically.

Especially the bearded scumbag, who was anxious to turn around in a circle, shouted: "General, don't be angry, I will kill this group of mongrels for you with a knife......"

As he spoke, he was about to go out.

The old man pointed at the scumbag, but he couldn't speak.

"Commander Hu, come back ......"

It was the pale-faced man who spoke.

His voice was not loud, but the bearded scumbag stopped obediently. From an outsider's point of view, this is incredible, because judging from the military uniform, the bearded scumbag man is definitely several levels higher than this pale man.

The old man took a sip of water, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "My good grandson, do you have any way?" ”

He did say this to the pale man.

The pale-faced hungry man said, "Alas...... Grandpa, don't lift me up, now we want guns without guns, guns without guns, even tanks are only four, and one is broken, how to fight? If you want me to say, just give up the fourth district, and then think about it in the long run. ”

"This zombie siege must be the ghost of that mysterious organization again, and it is obviously the same step as the last time in Zhongnanhai, this time, we are not strong enough, and we must not fight hard......"

"What...... old man's eyes widened, and his trembling hands trembled even more violently.

The pale man sighed, "Grandpa...... I know, and I don't want to, the Fourth District is now wide open, and if we don't give up, we'll have to fight how many soldiers we have to fight. ”

"Could it be...... Is there no other way? ”

The pale man sighed again, "If we had one ten-thousandth of the guns and ammunition before the end of the day, I would have the means, now...... We only have knives, how can we kill...... You can only retreat first, then use the terrain of the fourth area to disperse the zombies, and then slowly regain the lost ground......"

The words are not finished yet. A voice came from outside the door. Report ......

The old man waved his hand, and the scumbag said, "Come in......"

The door opened, and in came a young soldier who was running in, saluting everyone, and then pulling a piece of paper from the folder in his hand. Read it out loud: "I just received the third defense zone of the security zone, Chu Xiaoran Chu Minister sent a telegram. ”

The old man waved his hand, "Reading ......"

Xiao Bing read aloud: "In the third defense area of the security zone, Minister Chu Xiaoran Chu called, he just captured ten tanks, seventeen CH-100 small missiles, and twelve QW-2 missiles. The tanks had already driven to the central city defense area and were waiting to be received, and the QW-2 missiles were also delivered. The CH-100 small missile is inconvenient to carry, and if necessary, the coordinates can be released, and Minister Chu will launch it as soon as possible. ”

"What ......"

Not only the old man, but even the pale man stood up in shock.

"Ahem......"

But the price was that he slumped on the couch and coughed violently.

The old man was anxious to pat him on the back in person.

"Hoo ......"

After a while, I let out a breath and got better.

The old man asked with concern, "How is it?" ”

The pale man smiled and said, "It's all right...... I was a little excited just now...... This Chu fat man, I always knew that he had a family background, but I didn't expect that there were so many, CH-100 actually had seventeen, his grandmother's bear...... It's really a rich ......."

The scumbag scratched his head and asked, "Then we have these weapons, do we fight or escape......

The old man laughed and scolded: "Escape your M's ball...... Beat...... Isn't it? ”

Although he said it stiffly, he still turned around and asked the pale-faced man.

The pale man smiled. Nodding,

Then, the old man walked to the map in good spirits and planned it with his grandson.

Wait until everyone goes out to carry out the order.

The only thing left in the room was the fat man in the suit.

The old man took a sip of tea and said to him, "Xiao Li, ......"

The fat man hurriedly stood up and nodded his head panting.

"As you heard, the situation is very good now, and you have to worry a lot about publicity...... Let our compatriots know that the country can still be relied upon. ”

The fat man immediately put on a smiling face, "Okay, General, I heard it too, thanks to your wise command, if it weren't for you, we would be in a mess." I feel 120,000 excited that the people have such a good leader as you. I'm going to ...... After all, with a hundred tanks and more than seventy missiles, what zombies can't be killed. I will share this good news with our compatriots, so that everyone will know about the great achievements of the general. ”

As he spoke, the man almost rolled out of the door.

His praise did not make the old man happy, but made the old man disgusted. A dozen tanks turned out of his mouth into a hundred.

"I hate him...... Why did you keep him in the first place......

The old man's grandson said with a stiff face.

The old man smiled slightly. "Son, although you are good at planning, you are not good at manipulating people's hearts. Although I am not good at grandpa, I have not eaten white rice in vain in the past few decades, and I know that I am good at employing people. When I first came here, the political system was dismantled by me, but they manipulated the minds of the people very well. So I didn't kill him all, but I gave him a high position so that we could use him to appease the people. ”

"Humph......"

The old man took a sip of tea, "What you have to admit is that although this person is afraid of death, he has a cheeky ...... in terms of propaganda that we soldiers don't have."