Chapter 20 The future is bright, and people want to eat

An Ji did everything to keep Zhao Jiayan's identity secret, and he judged from his intuition that Zhao Jiayan was the leader of this retreat, Liu Yan'er, who should sit back and enjoy the success. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Jiayan took the name Zhao Wen, and only let him know it, so he would protect this secret as he wished.

Secretary Zeng conveyed General Liu's order and sent a team to pick up Miss Yan'er back.

This order went directly to the Tianlong Brigade, and after a battle between young people, one person finally succeeded in receiving this task.

In an office full of military style, an unknown conversation decided Zhao Wen's fate.

"Yay." Liu Yan'er shouted and took off her helmet.

After four hours of hard work, she finally managed to safely evacuate the civilians on the four battlefields from the dangerous places, and the soldiers left safely.

She was very excited, jumped and ran to Zhao Jiayan's side, and hugged Zhao Jiayan's left arm there to tell her sense of accomplishment and joy after saving people.

Zhao Jiayan stopped all movements with his right hand, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and listened to the girl talk about her future ideals with a smile.

That existence has paved the way for her, Liu Yan'er has the Deception Sword to improve her strength, and the nine divine patterns believe that existence will definitely teach her everything. In the future, Liu Yan'er will be strong herself, and she will be able to use the tattoo to command the troops like that existence, and this time she will be in the limelight in front of all the high-level military officials.

Liu Yan'er is a general, there is no problem at all.

Maybe she was too tired, Liu Yan'er leaned on Zhao Jiayan and fell asleep as she spoke.

Letting the future female general cling to herself, Zhao Jiayan squinted and thought about her future path.

In the apocalypse, becoming stronger is your own way of survival.

How to become stronger, kill zombies to take their crystal nuclei and absorb their vitality.

At some point, the lights in the restaurant flickered a few times and then went out, and the wireless signal on the laptop turned X.

In the dark, Zhao Jiayan fell asleep with his clothes together, and Liu Yan'er lay beside him, holding his arm.

hugged it so tightly that Zhao Jiayan always felt a sense of guilt that was inferior to a beast.

The next morning, Liu Yan'er was woken up hungry. In a daze, she filled her stomach with a cold nutritious meal like pig food, and said to Brother Yan, who was sitting next to her and eating silently, "Brother Yan, I wasn't dreaming yesterday, right?" ”

"No, it was a gift from a strong man."

"Call me the apprentice?"

"Yes. You should call him Master, the Nine Patterns were actually passed down to you by him through my hand. ”

"What about my master?"

Zhao Jiayan smiled, "Your master has become an immortal." ”

Liu Yan'er understands Cheng Xian's Taoism, after all, she has read too many novels. What she's trying to say now is,

"Brother Yan, yesterday I could command a million people, but today I was woken up hungry and still have to eat this thing. It feels so awkward! ”

"Hehe," Zhao Jiayan also felt the same way, but he had already figured it out.

"Early is borrowing the ability of others, and today is the real strength of yourself. Yesterday was a possibility for your future, and today you are still very weak. If you want to save more people, you have to work hard! ”

"Hey, that's right." Liu Yan'er quickly adjusted her mentality.

"Fortunately, Brother Youyan."

Holding Brother Yan's arm again, and experiencing Brother Yan's powerful arms and strong body, Liu Yan'er's mood improved again in an instant.

The power in the base was lost, so the two decided to get out of the base and go on an adventure.

Do some preparation before you go out. Zhao Jiayan poured some alcohol on the masked skeleton and the white coat he had changed, and threw the military ID card that had not been used once into the fire.

"Let's go over the past, the former Zhao Jiayan is dead." In his mind, he had the image of the first time he got the Tai Chi heart, and among the debris of the vehicle, his father and mother each had no heart, and he had a heart that he shouldn't have.

The self who should have died is still alive!

He didn't know if it was because he saved himself that his parents dug out his heart.

He had lived in self-blame, but now that he had died again, he decided to follow the expectations of his parents with their blood and "live bravely and happily." ”

Liu Yan'er packed up some of the girl's necessities, loaded some water and food, hung up the soldier's full set of equipment, and the preparations were complete.

Climbing up the elevator shaft to the ground floor, the two of them came to the lobby of the base.

Zhao Jiayan led the way in front, trying to avoid debris that might make a noise under his feet, and his eyes quickly scanned the base hall.

The hall is littered with signs prohibiting the use of mobile phones, and occasionally there are signs on some glass doors that have military exclusions.

The hall, which was supposed to be neat and clean, was now made a hole in the roof, and there was a large pit in the marble floor with a radius of one meter. As far as the eye can see, there is a layer of dust everywhere.

It's like a meteorite hitting this hall.

"The battalion commander and commissar are gone." Liu Yan'er whispered in the back.

"It's time to move somewhere else." He pointed to the dried blood stains on the ground that extended outside the door, and said calmly to Liu Yan'er.

"So, let's go out and find them?" Liu Yan'er said a little sadly.

"Well, go find them and let them rest in peace."

"Oh."

She replied lightly, pulled Zhao Jiayan's clothes, and followed cautiously.

On the way out of the hall, Zhao Jiayan looked at the crater caused by the meteorite. Strangely, there are no meteorites in the pit, except for the bottom of the pit that is a little glazed?

Was it taken away or completely vaporized?

If someone takes it, who takes it? If it is vaporized, what will leave some slag!

It's funny, it's so interesting out there.

Zhao Jiayan was interested, and his steps towards the door were a little faster.

Coming to the glass door of the hall, he stopped.

A three-meter-high courtyard wall filled with electricity and a steel gate facing it cut off the base from the outside world. In the square outside the door, two figures were chasing a piece of red paper on the ground in the cold wind.

Liu Yan'er's hand behind her trembled, "Brother Yan, that's the political commissar and battalion commander." ”

It is now the last day of the traditional Chinese Sanjiu, and Sanjiu and Forty-nine are the coldest seasons of the year. The slightest cold wind blew through Liu Yan'er's body through the crack in the glass door, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Looking at the slightly gray and familiar faces of the two zombies outside, her heart became even colder.

Death was hard to accept, and what made her even more unacceptable was that the dead were brought back to life.

Zhao Jiayan held Liu Yan'er's little hand with her empty left hand to warm up the little girl. In his right hand, he was holding a drawing knife, pointing at the two zombies.

Using the tip of the knife as a reference, he was measuring the speed of the zombies' movements.

"Yan'er," pulled Liu Yan'er in front of her, "Now that the temperature outside is minus four degrees, the movement speed of the zombies has obviously slowed down. ”

Liu Yan'er didn't speak, Zhao Jiayan saw that she was still immersed in sadness, gently touched her head, and said softly, "You stay behind the door, I'll go out and have a look." ”

Zhao Jiayan let go of his hand, pushed open the glass door, and walked towards the two zombies in the cold wind.