In the center of the survivor base in North City on the other side, in a luxurious three-story building, Wu Jiantao sat opposite the mysterious man in black. "General Wu, you must not forget my things", the man in black said in a hoarse voice, his eagle-eyed eyes staring directly at Wu Jiantao through the opening of the cloak.

"Hmph, take back your disgusting gaze", Wu Jiantao picked up the hot teacup on the coffee table in front of him, took a sip lightly, and his tone was full of disgust for the man in black: "General Ben will naturally do what I promised you, but I hope you can control your mouth, don't say everything that should be said and what should not be said, this kind of thing is not good for you and me if it is exposed." ”

Wu Jiantao's unconcealed dislike made a nameless anger rise in the hearts of the black-clothed people, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he said with a smile: "Since the general has said it, then I will take it back, as for what you said and what you shouldn't say, you can rest assured, I won't joke with my own life." Wu Jiantao put down the teacup in his hand, and the hot water vapor overflowed along the mouth of the cup, "After tomorrow's propaganda conference, I will go to Kyoto, and I will be able to get what you want by then, do you want to come with me?" ”

Wu Jiantao's gaze was fixed on the man's cloak in black, as if he could see the true face of the man in black through the dark cloak. "Me? Heh, forget it", the man in black chuckled, waved his hand, and said lightly: "I'd better guard the base camp for General Wu!" Wu Jiantao glanced at him deeply and didn't speak, but the light flashing in his eyes showed that he was not calm in his heart. Syllable! The door of the room opened suddenly, Yang Soul walked in lightly, looking at the four people sitting on the bed playing cards, his eyebrows couldn't help but move upward, "Wu Jiantao will hold a conference in the square at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, although the purpose of the conference is not explicitly stated, but it can be vaguely guessed." "To promote his proud achievements?" Fan Lei threw the Wang Fang in his hand on the bed, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry, I won again." ”

"Nine times out of ten", Yang Hua put away the cards sullenly, he has lost more than a dozen games in a row, whether he is a landlord or a farmer, as long as he is on the opposite side of Wu Jiantao, he has not won, "Then we will act tomorrow?" Yang Hua straightened his face and made a suggestion. It's totally okay", Fan Lei stretched his waist and leaned on the bed, with a wicked smile on his face, he was a little curious about the expression on Wu Jiantao's face tomorrow.

On the national highway, the SUV stopped at a gas station to replenish supplies, and it was also necessary to relieve the fatigue of the eyes after driving for a long time, "Brother Shi, we still have two hours to reach the highway intersection to Kyoto", Shen Chuxue leaned on the car, outlining her convex and backward figure, holding a road map of China in her hand, "Are we going to Kyoto?" I held the refueling gun in my hand, my eyes swept over her body, until a trace of blush appeared on her face, and I slowly spoke: "Kyoto, as the head of the five major survivor bases currently known, the system inside must be more strict, like the dozens of rifles in our car are estimated to have been searched out in the first round of inspections, but there must be a lot of military land in the survivor base in Kyoto, and there is definitely no situation like the North City Army!" ”

"Shall we go then?" Shen Chuxue continued to ask. "No", I threw the gas gun on the ground and shook my head lightly: "Let's not go for the time being, go directly to Songshan!" "What? Going to Songshan? Suddenly, a shiny head stretched out in front of my eyes, flashing my eyes with some pain, but it was the monk who was silent with a chicken leg in his mouth and looked at me with a surprised face, "No, what is the boss doing in Songshan?" The monk took two bites of the chicken leg in his hand and threw it on the ground, stuttering inexplicably.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but be a little puzzled, wasn't he a monk from Songshan Shaolin Temple, how could he hear that he would be so nervous when he went to Songshan? I looked at the grease on his lips from the drumsticks, and I couldn't help but guess.

"Are you 。。。。。。?" , I suddenly paced around him, making his head full of doubts, "From time to time, you are worried that the Shaolin Temple will drive you out because you have broken the vows?" I suddenly put my face to his ear and smiled, thinking that this was the only reasonable explanation, otherwise how could he be so surprised to hear the news.

The monk suddenly blushed, because he had never heard of the chicken legs and chicken feet during this time, his originally burly figure was already a little swollen. Seeing his expression, I understood that my guess was correct, "Don't worry, I won't tell you Master that you broke your vows", I reached out and patted him on the shoulder, looking comforted. The monk was immediately grateful, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard another sentence from me: "But if your master sees it himself, then don't blame me." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, he can't see it, he's already old and dizzy, it's really not okay, I'll eat vegetarian for a few days when the time comes", the monk waved his hand indifferently, took out a chicken claw from his pocket and tore it, he was not wearing his robe, but the sportswear found from the truck, which had already been torn by zombies in the corpse tide in Cangquan City.

"Poof!" Yan Yu, who was lying on the back seat watching the play, suddenly laughed, and said in a weird manner: "Yes, your master can't see it, you just have grown more than a dozen catties of fat." "Let's go", the chicken feet in Yuan Li's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the chicken feet that he hadn't had time to take a bite of were covered with dust. Bang Bang", he suddenly stretched out and patted his face, and a few crisp sounds came from the empty gas station.

"Hahahahaha", Yan Yu couldn't help laughing anymore, and the rest of the people couldn't help laughing, but they weren't as bold as Yan Yu. I held back the smile on my face, patted him on the shoulder, opened my mouth but didn't know what to say, and the monk held the fat on his face with both hands, with a loveless expression on his face. "Get in the car, let's go", I pulled the car door and sat on the co-pilot, shouting at the monk who was in a daze outside: "Hey, what do you want, hurry up and drive, you are familiar with the road to Songshan, you come to drive." The monk finally reacted, he sat on the steering wheel and started the car, although his eyes were fixed on the front, but from time to time there was a sad expression on his face, which made me a little worried, this monk would not drive the car into the stone.

The time of the day is fleeting, the next day, on the square of the survivor base in the North City, Fan Lei and the five people are crowded in the middle like canned sardines, where all the survivors in the base are gathered, of course, referring to the refugees in Wu Jiantao's mouth, as for the army, they are standing neatly in the corner on the other side, after the screening of 10,000 zombies, most of the remaining soldiers are veterans of peacetime, and those recruits who survived by luck have gradually understood the rules. Fan Lei nodded at the four people, and after getting a response, the five people separated and drilled into the crowd.

"Hey, buddy, what are you doing here?" Fan Lei squeezed into the long queue on the side, patted a man in his twenties behind him, and asked. Wang Zhiwen looked back impatiently, he even got up at four or five o'clock in the morning in order to come here to line up, but he didn't expect to be in such a late position, "Can't you see?" Wang Zhiwen said angrily: "Sign up for the army!" ”

Fan Lei was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why the man in front of him was so angry, of course, with his state of mind, this little thing was not enough to take to heart, he took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into the other party's hand, and continued to speak: "Brother, why are there so many people who join the army, I remember that no one signed up some time ago", although he didn't know if anyone signed up before, but at least when he came yesterday, there was no one else here except for three or two interested refugees.

Seeing the chocolate stuffed by Fan Lei in his hand, Wang Zhiwen's eyes lit up, this time is not comparable to the era of peace, chocolate is a good thing, you must know that the food of these refugees every day is just a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, not to mention that they can't even suppress their hunger. Wang Zhiwen hurriedly stuffed the chocolate into his pocket, and sneakily glanced around, for fear that someone would see his chocolate and snatch it, knowing that there were no rules and regulations after the end of the world.

"Ahem, brother", Wang Zhiwen, who has received the benefits, naturally will not put on a dead face, what if the man in front of him still has good things in his hands? A sneer appeared on his face, and he said: "It's not because General Wu Jiantao won a great victory in the battle yesterday, and all the soldiers who participated in the battle were promoted to the next level, and the most important thing is that now you can get a lot of supplies when you join the army, including ham sausages." Hearing this, Fan Lei sneered in his heart, he really didn't expect Wu Jiantao to take action so soon, he thought he would endure it for a few days, but also, who will remember that he fought this battle in a few days. Then aren't you afraid of death? Fan Lei threw out a question again, staring at Wang Zhiwen with his eyes.

"Huh", Wang Zhiwen snorted lightly, looked around, and said softly: "Do you know the proportion of battle losses in the war?" One to two, 10,000 zombies were destroyed, only 5,000 soldiers died, and there will definitely be a war when the time comes, and I just need to hide behind the soldiers, as for the risky thing? Whoever loves to do it, who does it. Saying that, he followed the team forward, Fan Lei followed, and in just a few minutes, he was crowded with refugees behind him, and he saw a skinny man in front of him who was less than 1.6 meters tall leaving happily carrying a bag of food. Wang Zhiwen also noticed the man, his eyes showed a trace of disdain, and he snorted at Fan Lei: "Do you see it, just like that, and still come to be a soldier?" Then he will be one of the five thousand who died. ”

The corners of Fan Lei's mouth twitched, looking at Wang Zhiwen with confidence on his face in front of him, he wanted to say how much better do you think you are better than him. Fan Lei took a word in his heart and said mysteriously: "But the news I heard is different from what you said." Wang Zhiwen looked at him with a puzzled face, Fan Lei continued: "I have a relative who is a soldier in the army, he is a veteran in peacetime, and now he has reached the rank of second lieutenant, and the chocolate he just gave you was given to me by my relative, but he has been planning to retire from the army in the past two days." "What? Discharged? Wang Zhiwen's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and suddenly dozens of people around him looked at him, and he hurriedly lowered his voice: "Why, that's a second lieutenant, how can you say that you will be discharged from the army?" ”

Fan Lei cleared his throat, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his face: "Do you know why the casualty ratio in that war reached one to two?" Wang Zhiwen shook his head blankly, he was just a peasant before the end of the world, and it was simply whimsical to ask him to study the problem of the proportion of war losses, and even the term war loss ratio he heard from the mouths of the two people who passed by the refugee area yesterday. Seeing this, Fan Lei looked at the crowd around him vigilantly, of course, he was just pretending, he wished that everyone's attention was on him, "That's because Wu Jiantao deliberately let those recruits go to death!" He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his tone was full of anger, and even Wang Zhiwen could hear the sound of his teeth clattering.

"What, what?" Wang Zhiwen subconsciously exclaimed, a trace of disbelief appeared on his face, and his voice trembled a little: "How, how is it possible?" What's going on with General Wu with such a person? Fan Lei's face was full of anger, he lowered his voice and said menacingly: "Impossible? How could it not be? Wang Zhiwen suddenly raised his arm and pointed at Fan Lei's nose and asked word by word: "Then you say, what is the purpose of General Wu?" ”

"Huh", Fan Lei sneered, "Purpose? What do you say is most important in the last days? Military rank, of course, military rank! Wu Jiantao is just a major general, and there are too many major generals in Huaxia to count, especially after the outbreak of the last days, a large number of capable people were named officials by the Kyoto General Military Region, and although he Wu Jiantao said that he controlled a military region, how many kilometers is Beishi from Kyoto? To put it bluntly, the survivor base managed by Wu Jiantao is just a subordinate branch of the Kyoto survivor base! ”

He ignored the stunned expression on Wang Zhiwen's face, and said to himself: "And in the early days of the end of the world, winning a few battles against zombies with a battle loss rate of one to two or even lower can add a few stars to the badge on his shoulder?" One? Or two? "Boom!" Fan Lei's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Wang Zhiwen's mind, his lips trembled constantly, trying to find out what words to refute him, but he couldn't say a word, "Yes, yes", a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his mind, he opened his mouth suddenly, and a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, "These are all your own words, what evidence do you have to verify what you said!" ”

"Da, da", Fan Lei turned around and walked to the other side, the sound of leather boots stepping on the ground clearly came into his mind, and it seemed to be stepping on his heart, Fan Lei said lightly: "You don't believe it? If nothing else, Wu Jiantao's mobilization speech will definitely say two points, first, the battle between the army and the zombies in the last days will not stop, we must continue to forge ahead and reduce the proportion of battle losses to a minimum; Second, in order to better protect the victims of the disaster in China, I will move the listed survivor base to the north to accommodate more victims! Fan Lei's words echoed in Wang Zhiwen's head, and by the time he reacted, Fan Lei had already disappeared into the crowd without a trace.

"Hey, are you going to go?" The man behind him pushed him impatiently, Wang Zhiwen reacted at this time, the troops in front had already moved forward a long time, and a long gap was vacated, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, he didn't know if what Fan Lei said was right. Suddenly, he walked outside the line and made a decision in his heart, anyway, it takes so long to sign up, so let's take a look at General Wu's speech first, it's really not okay to be queuing up at that time. The same scene happened in various places in the crowd, Yang Hua and the four of them constantly instigated the refugees in line in four directions, and after saying a large number of words, they left without regard to the reaction of the refugees, and then the refugees who reacted instigated others, and in an instant, the line of refugees queuing up in the square was reduced.

"Ahem", at this time, Wu Jiantao stood in the stands, holding a microphone in his hand, looking at the chaotic crowd in the audience, frowned, and coughed twice, "Everyone, be quiet." His low words spread throughout the square through the audio, and when everyone heard this, they all looked up at Wu Jiantao, and the square instantly fell into silence. Seeing this, Wu Jiantao's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of pride, seeing no, this group of people completely obeyed their orders, this phenomenon could not happen in peacetime, at that time he was only a major general, and all he could control was 20,000 soldiers under his command.

"Today is the thirty-first day of the outbreak of Resident Evil", Wu Jiantao's tone was extremely heavy, "In just one month, more than one million people in my North City have either become zombies and lost their humanity, or died from the life and death of zombies and their relatives, I dare to say that eighty percent of the people present have experienced such a tragedy", as his tone slowly became heavy, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and the atmosphere in the audience was also mobilized by him, and some people had begun to cry out in pain.

"So!" His voice suddenly raised high, "In order to avenge the death of those people of Beishi, our army launched a battle against zombies a day ago, of which the number of zombies is twelve thousand!" "Boom!" The quiet crowd in the audience erupted, 12,000 zombies, and all the people here together were not enough for them to kill. Wu Jiantao looked at the atmosphere of being mobilized in the audience, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, he waved his hand to suppress the panic in the crowd: "However, after the heroic fighting of the soldiers of our troops, we finally succeeded in killing all 12,000 zombies, leaving no one alive!" And, create an astonishing battle damage ratio of 1:2! ”

"Boom!" The crowd erupted in exclamation again, even far beyond the scale of the last time, most of them were just ordinary peasants who did not know what the real battle loss ratio was, but they would follow the exclamation of those next to them, and each of them had an incomparable excitement on their faces, as if they saw that the era of peace was before their eyes. Only Fan Lei and the five of them and those who joined the army who were instigated to leave by them just stared indifferently, they were expecting, looking forward to Wu Jiantao's next words.

"In the post-apocalyptic era, with an ordinary army against disgusting zombies, and creating a one-to-two battle damage ratio, this battle can be described as a complete victory!" Wu Jiantao put the microphone to his mouth and shouted the last four words with all his might, raising the atmosphere in the square to the extreme, "Boom!" Everyone's cheers formed a wave of waves that spread in all directions, and everyone excitedly discussed with the people around them, ", it's so awesome, it deserves to be the youngest major general in China", "That's it, that's it, General Wu is really my idol", "Hey, in fact, General Wu is not the youngest major general in China, I heard that there is another one younger than him", a man who still retains some sanity said, but was bombarded by everyone: "So what, he can command the army to fight a one-to-two battle, What is the battle for? If you want me to say, General Wu is the most awesome major general in China! ”

Wu Jiantao, who was standing in the stands, heard the words of everyone in the audience, a smile appeared on his face, what he wanted was this effect, he waved his hand and motioned everyone to stop the discussion: "The ratio of battle losses of one to two is not the perfect ratio in my mind, for which we have paid for the lives of more than 5,000 soldiers", a trace of sadness appeared on his face, "However, in the last days, the battle between humans and zombies will never stop, and we can only do our best to reduce the casualties of my soldiers, when, when, When our battle loss ratio can reach 0 to 10,000, that is when our human race wins! ”

Hearing this, the heartbeat of everyone in the audience paused suddenly, can the battle loss ratio of 0 to 10,000 really be achieved? A trace of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes, but they heard Wu Jiantao continue to speak: "In order to better accommodate the people persecuted by zombies in the north, I have decided to move the survivor base in Beishi to the north, and at the same time expand the size of the army. The cheers of the people in the audience sounded again, a trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of Fan Lei and the five people, and they turned around and walked back, Wu Jiantao, who was immersed in the satisfaction of cheers, did not notice that there were survivors walking out of all corners of the crowd.

"Bang!" Fan Lei kicked the door of the residence open, all the survivors went to the conference in the square, he was not afraid that someone would find out his movements, Yang Hua and the four of them followed into the house, their faces were gloomy and terrible, "This bastard, he really dares to do this!" Fan Lei's face turned red, and his eyes were full of hideous meaning, "He really had the idea of rebellion as the boss expected!" Yang Hua took a long breath and didn't speak, and the whole room fell into an eerie silence.

"No, I can't bear it anymore, I'm going to rush him", Fan Lei, who was sitting on a chair scratching his ears and cheeks, suddenly entered the house and grabbed an automatic rifle and walked outside, his face was full of murderous intent. Yang Hua and a few people hurriedly grabbed him: "Are you crazy, I finally made some progress today, if you do this, it is a trivial matter for you to die and mistake the boss's plan, if you put tens of thousands of survivors in this base on the battlefield and feed the zombies, can you take this responsibility?" ”

"But? Could it be that they were coaxed by Wu Jiantao to join the army and then go to the battlefield to die? Fan Lei's face was full of madness, and he shouted at Yang Hua: "This time it's five thousand people, and he ordered the tank to fire after five thousand people died, so what about next time?" Next time, for the sake of a one-to-three battle loss ratio, it will become 3,000 people from time to time? Or 30,000 people? What's more, at this time, who doesn't know that the closer you get to Kyoto, the safer it is, how can anyone build a survivor base in the zombie horde? ”

Yang Hua was silent, his hands tightly grasped Fan Lei's sleeves, lest he do something stupid, and after a long time, he spoke: "We can't stop death, but we can reduce the number of deaths, old Fan, calm down, we have made certain achievements today, continue like this, one day the survivors will see Wu Jiantao's true face, of course", he suddenly let go of his hands, and his tone was indifferent: "If you want to go, you can go, we will wait for you to burn a few pieces of paper money in the dead of night." ”

"Grass!" Fan Lei squatted on the ground suddenly, holding his head with both hands and shouting in pain, Yang Hua and the others all sighed when they saw this, why didn't they feel like this, but what could they do if they were weak? You can only do what the boss instructs. "Dangdangdang", the closed door suddenly had a few knocks, Fan Lei's voice stopped abruptly, and a smile appeared on Yang Soul's face: "They are here." ”

On the other side, after two hours of rapid driving, we have come to the highway to Kyoto, due to the outbreak of Resident Evil, the highway is full of collision vehicles, the monk of the circle is holding the steering wheel tightly, but there is a trace of sadness in his eyes, he is still thinking about how not to be found out by the master to break the ring. My heart was in my throat, for fear that the deceased monk would crash into a scrapped vehicle on the side of the road.

"Bang!" Murphy's theorem is really good, really afraid of something, the monk drove an SUV on the highway like a monkey, just turned around to avoid a large truck that overturned on the highway, he heard a loud noise, and the front of the SUV hit a black boulder more than two meters high.