Xu Qiang was a little tired, but still cheered up, and turned around and asked, "Haiping?。。。。。。 How? ”

Hu Haiping was expressionless, and opened the notebook that never left him: "At present, there are about two million people in shelter, and the farthest is 158 kilometers away。。。。。。 Support is urgently needed everywhere! ”

Xu Qiang looked at him fixedly, showed a bitter smile, and slowly turned his head: "No one。。。。。。 You're stupid to me. ”

"There are still ten more in the guard." Hu Haiping closed the notebook.

"Hehehe。。。。。。" Xu Qiang couldn't breathe with laughter, "Nima's, I can't see that you are quite humorous。。。。。。 ”

He wiped the tears from his laughter: "。。。。。。 Guns! Let's catch up! ”

"Yes!" Hu Haiping saluted neatly, turned around and walked out of the communication car.

"Hehe。。。。。。" Xu Qiang slowly checked the pistol, slowly restrained his smile, and snapped the magazine closed.

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"Damn! Does this still work? One person patted the newly issued gun in his hand, "Go up and deliver food?" ”

"Be content! It's going to start。。。。。。 A person next to him gestured.

"Oh。。。。。。" Looking at the simple knives and guns issued at the back, the man turned around and carefully checked the gun in his hand, tied the butt to a piece of wood, tried it, put it away with satisfaction, and held his head high.

"Be quiet! Be quiet! Hu Haiping yelled unconsciously, "Listen to me!" Listen to me! ”

Pulling the person next to him who was still talking to each other, Hu Haiping stood on the stool that had just been moved behind him: "Everyone。。。。。。 Fathers and fellow folks! There are still more than a million people waiting for rescue! More than a million! More than a million! It's the gentlemen who take up arms! Follow me to save people! ”

"If it's a master, you will 。。。。。。" One person roared, and everyone roared.

Nima's, Hu Haiping pressed down with both hands to signal: "If you don't organize, you will deliver food。。。。。。 Grouping below! ”

Hu Haiping jumped off the stool and waved his hand, and the five soldiers stepped forward and pulled each other: "You。。。。。。 You...... Follow me! ”

"Hey~ I'm going to 。。。。。。 with my brother" One person broke free and ran to the side, and the soldier kicked it, but he didn't kick it, and he didn't care anymore, and grabbed another person casually: "Come here!" This way...... No way! I can't understand people! ”

After hustle and bustle, they finally divided into six circles, and listened carefully to the instructions of the soldiers.

Some people hesitated, wandered around, and felt novel.

"No team is here! Lao Tzu will take you! Xu Qiang walked out straight, raised his hand, and his eyes were like arrows.

Depend on! It's a bare-bones。。。。。。 What a line!

"Grandma's 。。。。。。" Xu Qiang looked at the group of rabble, muttered in a low voice, and then shouted: "Comrades! Comrades! Go back without weapons! Go back to protect everyone and get back to camp! Everyone needs protection too! ”

"I have a weapon。。。。。。" One shouted with a wooden stick.

"。。。。。。 Go back! ”

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The crowd flocked to Camp Nine, but more than a hundred people went up against the current, full of murderous faces, and the crowd avoided it.

"Hey~ give me the gun!"

“。。。。。。 You're a big! ”

"Lao Tzu went back to save people! What's up? ”

“。。。。。。 What are you going to do? ”

"Grass! Hey~ you! Wouldn't it be ?。。。。。。 to go back and save people Egging 。。。。。。 Bring it to you! ”

"Hey~ take it。。。。。。 That's it, the son played the brother! ”

The crowd was so turbulent that it was slowly boiling.

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Walked all the way, reorganized all the way, scattered the personnel with neat guns into each team, and then split up to respond, Xu Qiang was tired and miserable, and regretted driving Hu Haiping to the rear to organize the people to evacuate to Camp No. 9, what can he do?

Xu Qiang jumped on the communication car: "Has the position of each department changed?" ”

"Nope!" Liu Xin, who was a guest correspondent, hurriedly turned his head and fiddled with the instrument again。。。。。。 It's too slow! You can't catch up with that。。。。。。 It's too dangerous. ”

"Applying for 。。。。。。 from Headquarters" Suddenly blushing, Xu Qiang slowly lowered his head, "Give me more time?" Hehe...... ”

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qiang was resolute: "Order all departments!" Protect 。。。。。。 at all costs Most of the population withdraws! Evacuate to Binhai City by 8 o'clock tomorrow night! It's a death order! Finish it at all costs! ”

Patted Liu Xin on the shoulder: "Inform the ministries。。。。。。 。。。。。 only Pay attention to the range under control. ”

Turning around and jumping out of the car in a hurry, one stumbled and almost fell.

Liu Xin was silent for a long time and re-acted: "。。。。。。 Well. ”

。。。。。。 When the sky is late and the sky is snowing, there are already small snowflakes fluttering.

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Camp 5 in Marina City.

The crowd was bustling, and in order to support the Battle of Yinzhou, the garrison regiment had mobilized a large number of materials and personnel, which became an important transit point, and Li Wei was very busy as the head of the garrison regiment.

Shu Jun chased Li Wei out of the office and felt a splitting headache. Oil and salt don't go in。。。。。。

Li Wei left in a hurry, Shu Jun shouted a few times, raised his hand and fell down, the people in the army are so rigid and dogmatic, and they don't look at what time it is! I can't even save myself!

Suddenly hesitated, and finally turned around.

"Captain Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time." Shu Jun pushed open the office of Liu Yuanzheng, the deputy head of Camp No. 9.

Liu Yuanzheng raised his head lightly: "Xiao Shu。。。。。。 Now it's Captain Shu. ”

Team Liu。。。。。。 Didn't Uncle slap me in the face? Shu Jun rubbed his hands, turned around and closed the door, pulled a chair and sat down.

In the early days of the catastrophe, Liu Yuanzheng, as the deputy minister of the armed forces department of Binhai City, led the team to clean up the zombies, although he did not have an eye-catching performance because he was too stable, but he always fought on the front line, and he was also the backbone of the local garrison regiment. Because Bai Guangzhong suddenly became the head of the No. 2 Camp Garrison Regiment closest to the city, Liu Yuanzheng, as an old leader, asked himself to be transferred to the most remote No. 5 Camp at that time as the head of the garrison regiment. After the completion of the zombie eradication in Binhai City, some soldiers were supplemented to the local troops, and Li Wei took three or four people to basically parachute into Camp No. 5 to serve as the head of the garrison regiment. Liu Yuanzheng, who is in his early fifties, can only serve as the deputy head of the regiment, and often has a feeling of indignation and indignation. Bai Guangzhong and Shu Jun, who used to be subordinates, both scratched their heads a little, and the two discussed before they came, but they didn't dare to look for him if they were forced to do so, isn't this a trick.

"Oh?" Liu Yuanzheng was noncommittal, put down the Chinese piece in his hand, and looked at Shu Jun with a smile.

"Old Leader 。。。。。。"

"Huh。。。。。。 Drink tea and drink tea! Liu Yuanzheng stood up.

Shu Jun hurriedly grabbed the poured tea, filled the teacup in front of him, and put down the teapot in a daze, not knowing how to speak.

Liu Yuanzheng picked up the teacup: "Xiao Shu。。。。。。 Why do you think of the old man? Gently blow open the tea powder.

A corner of the camp at this time.

Zhao Jianguo, the former deputy mayor of Yinzhou City, had a gloomy face, took a hard puff of cigarette and spit it out.

Ahem。。。。。。

"Mayor Zhao!" Secretary He Zhiqiang's high-pitched voice was low at this time, "Most of the garrison regiment has returned to Yinzhou。。。。。。 Captain Li scolded us。。。。。。 Say...... Say you want to be held accountable. ”

"Fart!" Zhao Jianguo slapped it suddenly, and the teacup on the table jumped。。。。。。