Chapter 69: Director Zhang's Son

"The other squads are on a search mission as planned, and the fourth squad follows me, attention! No stranded survivor can be left behind, and we must complete the mission within 12 hours! Zhang Zhipeng issued a command order through the tactical channel, and this time their mission was to search for survivors, and then gather the zombies together to prepare for the next bombardment.

It was already afternoon when the last survivor left the city in a military helicopter, during which time the Snow Wolf Commandos had thoroughly searched most of the city, and one of the teams was planting a specific signal transmitter at the highest point of the city, which can emit a sound wave that is beyond the frequency range of human hearing, and the latest research has found that this sound wave has a strong attraction to zombies.

The Snow Wolf Commando led by Zhang Zhipeng has been fighting continuously for a period of time, and they have become familiar with fighting between the streets where zombies gather, and this is their fourth mission, and before that, they have rescued countless human compatriots.

"Mission accomplished, now it's time to start evacuating!" Riding the helicopter again, Zhang Zhipeng did not transfer with the army, but flew towards the outskirts of the city.

The purpose of the attack on the city is to hit and destroy the zombies, so it is also an evacuation plan for the city center, the army cannot use all its strength in one city, for the suburbs with a relatively sparse population and no concentration of buildings, this place will not be attacked by bombs, and naturally there is no evacuation plan.

After reporting the battle situation to his superiors, Zhang Zhipeng went to pick up his father, Director Zhang, who was located in Villa 72.

Director Zhang waited on the balcony all day, like a big white goose with his neck stretched and lifted up, although he was always anxious, he still did not call his son's phone, thinking that he was worried about whether his son would be distracted by one of his phone calls in the middle of the battle.

In this way, time passed very slowly, and everyone waited, until there was a loud roar in the night, and it was not until the headlights on the plane illuminated the place as if it were day, that everyone was truly relieved that help finally came.

There are a lot of people, and there is only one helicopter, and the nearest evacuation point is more than 30 kilometers away, which usually only takes an hour to drive, but in a place full of zombies, it is even farther than the road to hell.

The first batch of people to be transported away were eight people, there were children and old people, but there were no soldiers and Director Zhang, and now a father and son sat on the mahjong table, lit a candle, and waited silently in the dark night.

"It's dark." Director Zhang's eyes were a little moist, and his only son, when he appeared in front of him again after five years, it was like a world away.

"Dad, you're okay too." Zhang Zhipeng looked at his father and asked.

"Okay, it's good, hehe, I'm still a broken director, I haven't been promoted or downgraded, hehe, I have a fixed salary, and medical insurance, okay, it's good." Director Zhang's face bloomed with a smile, and he looked at his son's tall and strong figure, his eyes were full of pride and joy.

"Dad, are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's good, you can eat and sleep, hehe, but you're strong."

A father and son sat at a table after five years, but found that neither of them knew what to say, although they seemed to be talking nonsense to each other, but it was enough for the two men to feel the affection in each other's hearts.

"Arrange for you to evacuate last, you're not angry." Zhang Zhipeng held back for a long time and still said it.

"Angry? What am I angry about? I was so happy, otherwise how could I have such a good chat with my son? Director Zhang was telling the truth, and it could be seen from his expression that he had been looking forward to this day for too long.

"I know, kid, although you are a captain, you are the captain of the strongest special forces in Huaxia, this is a first-class glory! You know, when they introduced you in the past, they all said, this is Director Zhang's son, do you know what they say when they talk about me now? This is Captain Zhang's father! ”

When Director Zhang said this, the whole person's spirit was full, he was proud of his son, and he was proud of having such a good son.

"Your father and I have been in my life, I have not been corrupt or bribed, and of course I have not missed any contributions, I am not a qualified official, but I am definitely not a corrupt official, this is what I dare to stand up in front of Taizu and his old man."

"It's just that my father is a little unqualified, and he sent you to the military academy for training since he was a child, and it really hasn't been a few years since we were two years together."

Director Zhang tearfully said the words he hid in his heart, he had never said these words to others, and only in front of his own son could he say it with his heart and lungs like this, and only with such a good son could he say it so freely.

At the same time, Claude and Candy and Liu Wanting at the foot of the mountain also got into the car, and after cleaning up a lot of zombies, several people also arrived in front of the villa.

Now, all the surviving people in this community are concentrated in this three-story building, and looking at these well-equipped soldiers, Claude also feels a strange emotion.

Although being a soldier in this era is no longer a good way, his ancestors have been in a military family for three generations, and he has an indescribable emotion for the army.

After a brief examination, the three of them finally had a chance to speak to the soldiers.

"Hey, bro, do you have any cigarettes?" Before Claude could take the initiative to speak, a very arrogant soldier walked over, put his arm on Claude's shoulder, leaned over and asked.

Passing a cigarette, Claude tried to dodge the arm on his shoulder without a trace, only to find that the arm was surprisingly powerful.

The hands of the two people shook each other's hands, and the next moment the expressions of both of them were picked.

The mouth said non-nutritious words, but the hands were full of strength, two powerful hands clenched each other, and the power continued to impact the nerves of the two people, until the two people behind them didn't have the strength to speak, no one admitted defeat and worked hard, and their faces began to change slowly.

Claude felt the tremendous power coming from his hand, this soldier's strength was so great, he must know that his current strength was close to the limit of the human body. The strength of 9 points is enough to surpass the vast majority of people in the world, and it can be said that he can already participate in the competition of the world's strongmen, but he did not expect to meet an opponent of equal strength now, which made him surprised by the strength of the army.

Similarly, the observer was also shocked, he was a special forces soldier who had been trained for many years, and he was born with great strength, and it was because of this that he broke through the layers of selection and entered the Snow Wolf Commando.

When he participated in the World Special Forces Competition, he won everyone's attention with his superhuman physical strength, and even those white men who were more than two meters tall admired his strength, and now a young man in front of him who didn't look strong was on par with his strength, which made him completely shocked.

The others also felt that something was wrong, their comrades-in-arms for many years had long been accustomed to all kinds of pranks of the observers. As soon as he shook hands with people, he knew that this kid had started to reorganize again, but after two minutes, the two of them still held hands and didn't let go, which was the first time they had seen this situation in recent years.

The competition of strength and endurance, like a pair of martial arts masters competing for internal strength, both of them are full of strength, no one wants to retreat half a step, they are all the same bull temper, they are not afraid of the heavens and the earth, they are both the first and I am the second domineering, just two minutes, sweat soaked the clothes on the back.

"Hey, deputy team, don't cripple people!"

"That's pretty much it."

A few soldiers joked from a distance.

"Your uncle, you think I don't want to let go, this kid has too much strength, I can't let go!" The observer shouted inwardly with his face strained, his face already turning purple.