"Speaking of which, we can really thank that Lieutenant Colonel Zhang all the way over, how could it be so easy without the armored car he sent." Fang Qiang drove the car, his mouth was not idle, although he was only an honorary captain, it was enough to make him complacent, people were happy, and there were naturally more words on his lips.

Ma Tianzheng was sitting next to Yang Xiaohua studying the several letters asking for help, and by the way, he brought his father back a stinky and long account email, casually pressed the headset, and continued: "That's too, but the main thing is that there are not many zombie corpses now, and the vast majority of survivors are still looking for a suitable hiding place instead of being forced by materials to turn into car bandits and road rage, have you noticed another one?" The people we met along the way were evasive and obviously distrustful of us. ”

"No way, who can trust anyone these days." Wang Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Yes, the word trust, or integrity, almost no longer exists in today's society.

In fact, before the outbreak of the pathogen threat, the trust in the society has been reduced to a rather sad level, whether it is the early station hit the old man case or the various porcelain cases that are often reported later, the trust between people is far less high than a few decades ago, not to mention the 'temporary workers' who have been repeatedly used as backstabbers, which also makes the public's trust in the government, especially the urban management police and other departments reach a historical low. There are always people who want to harm me! Behind such seemingly playful words, it reveals an era and a crisis of trust in a society!

After the arrival of the epidemic one after another, this potential harm also broke out in the shortest possible time, all kinds of strange rumors spread around, many people even believed that until the last resort, the survivors did not dare to rush forward to ask for help when they encountered the military and political vehicles passing by, and many survivors who escaped the epidemic and did not die zombies, just because of mutual distrust and no cooperation and mutual assistance, were eaten by zombies! What's more, they will be killed by other survivors!

Even in the barracks, aren't there many civilians who ignore the words of Lieutenant Colonel Zhang and Major Luan, and insist on going their own way, wanting to put Wang Chen to death?

"Actually, there are still a lot of good people, haven't you met a good person who is willing to let us spend the night along the way, what is the name of the administrator of the grain depot, you see my memory, but ah, this year, everyone has to keep an eye on it, don't be cheated by strangers, in order to survive, people, but anything can be done." Fang Qiang naturally did not consider social issues such as a crisis of trust, and purely followed Wang Chen's words and sighed.

"I know, I know, don't keep talking about this, don't bother!" Sheng Qingru is a real victim, and the most annoying thing is to listen to people's rambling truths.

"Ah, it's me who is wrong, I am not right!" Knowing that Sheng Qingru was in a miserable situation, Fang Qiang was embarrassed to quarrel with a girl, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "Then who, Xiaohua, you just said that the number of emails is still increasing?" Tell us about it, who to save first? ”

"In terms of distance, the group of people closest to us are in a small town more than 60 kilometers away, and the farthest can be 200 kilometers smaller, on the edge of Zhengzhou."

"Gee, that's not far." Fang Qiang maneuvered the armored car around the wreckage of the car accident at the intersection and scraped down a zombie, continuing.

"Well, I just checked on the intranet, field teams like ours are basically all over the country, all of them have been established recently, judging from the tasks assigned by the previous superiors, a team like ours is specially responsible for some tasks with low armed intensity, taking equipment in the epidemic area, determining the material situation of a certain place, giving feedback on various epidemic conditions, and rescuing relatives and friends in government departments with a relatively low level of confidentiality near the team station, anyway, they are doing chores."

"So, those emails asking for help are from where we're stationed." At the same time as Wang Chen judged, he sighed with emotion: "It's not bad to do chores, it's better than the People's Liberation Army guarding the periphery of the epidemic area in Shanghai, their efforts are far greater than ours, don't look at their many guns, unlimited scenery, they have to face all kinds of epidemic infections every day, and life and death are only in an instant." ”

"Well, if you say that, that's right."

"Does this count as a public or private weapon?" Fang Qiang's thinking is really easy to deviate.

"Whatever, Xiaohua, it doesn't matter if it's near or far, I remember that the email attachments are all personnel files, and we will first select people who are useful to us in establishing the camp, personnel with military experience and electrical experience, at least, these people can have contact with the security department, which can be regarded as trustworthy." Since Wang Chen is the actual captain of the 08 squad, he naturally has to think about the future of the squad, and now including the two women who are watching the children, there are only ten adults in the squad, and there are only four and a half who can carry guns to the battlefield, Sheng Qingru, who turns the car into a hornet's nest at every turn, and the tiger girls on the grenade hanging door can only be counted as half, and only Yang Xiaohua knows a little about computer and communication technology, so what they urgently need is soldiers and technicians, otherwise, if the solar panels in the camp can't be connected, what are you talking about long-term stationing?

According to Wang Chen's request and the impression that she had just browsed the email, Yang Xiaohua quickly screened out the personnel files and proposed: "The rescue mission north of Xinxiang City is a 26-year-old drone operator, doing high-end wedding photography, pesticide spraying, topographic surveying and other work, all related to drones. There is another one in Linzhou, which is not written very clearly in the file, soldiers, sergeant ranks, and the rest of the mail are all business officials, and the only common people are those who open bun shops, and the drone is on the same line. ”

"Okay, pick up the soldiers first, come back to repair and then go to rescue the drone, eat a few buns by the way, and the rest of the businessmen and government officials, wait until the soldiers are brought back." Wang Chen saw that the armored car in front of him stopped, and then braked and hung up neutral gear to confirm: "Have we arrived at the place?" ”

"Yes. It's here. ”

The final selected site is located on the west side of the Tanghe Reservoir, across the water from the Tanghe Wetland, not far from the main hub of the reservoir, and is a reservoir substation with a slightly higher terrain and a lake on the back.

Ma Tian leaned on the firing position of the armored car to stand guard, Wang Chen parked the car against the wall of the substation, locked the door on the side of the cab, reflexively got back into the car, picked up the pistol and assault rifle, thought about it, put down the assault rifle and picked up the shotgun, carried two ammunition packs, and jumped out of the car from the rear compartment door.

Needless to say, Wang Chen took the lead, Fang Qiang finished, and the three of them climbed onto the roof of Iveco's car in turn, and then climbed from the roof of Iveco to the wall of the substation.