Ling Feng was in the cubicle, chatting with a group of brothers and friends for a while.

Soon, half an hour had passed, and at this time, Ling Feng looked at the time and found that it was already seven fifty-five in the evening.

At that moment, he glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "When the agreed meeting time is up, let's go to the conference room, and try not to let others wait for us." ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

After throwing away the cigarette butts in his hands one by one, he walked out of his cubicle.

Surrounded by a group of brothers and friends, Ling Feng and the others walked all the way to the first conference room of the control center.

The first conference room, located on the second floor of the control, was where the original UNPROF personnel had not yet retreated, and it was estimated that they often held meetings with their surnames.

Now the military has left the base and retreated, so all the facilities of the rescue base are still alive.

The first conference room is very large, and it is estimated that it will not be a problem to accommodate two or three hundred people casually, and it can be said that it is the largest conference room in the entire Malianshan rescue base.

Soon, they bypassed the control center cubicle living area and arrived at Conference Room 1 on the second floor.

Because it was night, it was dark in the entire rescue base at the moment.

Although during the time that Ling Feng left, the people in the base went out to collect a large number of candles and came back, in order to save resources, all the survivors in the base would still consciously go back to their rooms and go to bed early.

Waking up early and going to bed early for more than a month, they have all developed a habit.

Ling Feng and the others came to the second floor of the control center and walked through a corridor, and the first conference room was at the innermost part of the corridor.

From a distance, they could clearly see the dim yellow candlelight projected from the glass doors and windows of the first conference room.

It can be seen that the macho man is responsible for informing the contact person that he has arrived at the conference room in advance.

When Ling Feng and the others just walked to the door of the first conference room, the door of the conference room was opened from the inside, and it was estimated that the people inside heard the footsteps in the corridor and came to open the door for Ling Feng and them in advance.

As the door of the conference room was opened, Ling Feng's body paused outside the door, and at the same time, he also glanced around the conference room with his eyes to see how many people had come to attend the meeting he had convened.

In the huge conference room, there is a conference table seven or eight meters long, and next to the conference table, there are several circles of chairs.

At the moment, under this large conference table, there are more than twenty people, who have already sat there in advance.

Among these people, all are adult men, the youngest is probably in his twenties, and the oldest should be in his forties and fifties.

When they saw Ling Feng appear, they all stood up with respectful faces.

"Hello Mr. Ling Feng!"

"Sit down, everyone, don't be so polite!" Ling Feng smiled and waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down.

Entering the conference room, Ling Feng, Macho Man, Xiao Yu, Wu Kecong, He Hailong and others sat down next to the conference table in turn.

The chairman's seat above the conference table was, of course, reserved for Ling Feng.

Although there has been no voting and election in the rescue base, and there is no clear authority set up, all the survivors who entered the rescue base consciously regarded Ling Feng and his gang as the core management members of the base.

Especially Ling Feng, the surnames of these survivors were all rescued by him, so he naturally regarded him as the supreme leader of the Malian Mountain Rescue Base.

In fact, it is not that these survivors are willing to listen to the command of others and be willing to live under others.

You must know that at present, there are nearly 1,000 survivors in the Malian Mountain Rescue Base.

Among these people, there are also many powerful people with ability and influence.

In terms of their organizational skills and problem-solving skills, it is estimated that they are no worse than Ling Feng and them, and perhaps they are more experienced and capable in managing many things in the base.

But since they were rescued by Ling Feng, the armed strength displayed by Ling Feng and the others was too fearful and shocking.

No matter what era or when, whoever has the strength and whose fists are hard will have the right to decide the words.

Moreover, Ling Feng also saved their lives, and with these conditional factors, these survivors could only obey and cooperate with Ling Feng's arrangements and commands more unconditionally.

Anyway, they stayed in the rescue base, whether it was food, drink, or other weapons supplies, they were all provided by Ling Feng's team, and there was no reason for them not to cooperate and support any decision made by Ling Feng's team.

Now, in the first conference room, around the large conference table, a large circle of people is seated.

Especially the two dozen or so survivors, they are basically core members selected from the teams of various survivors.

These people also have a certain amount of influence and brains in the rescue base, so when Ling Feng informed the macho that they were going to hold a meeting tonight, they informed these people as soon as possible and came to the meeting.

Anyway, these people they gathered were not randomly selected by the macho men.

These 20 or so people were selected to come to the meeting after more than a month of contact and observation by He Hailong and Wu Kecong, and after understanding their background and ability.

Otherwise, if you just draw some mediocre people over, you won't have any useful ideas and suggestions for tonight's meeting.

Tonight, nine people attending the meeting, including Ling Feng, Mengnan, Xiao Yu, Wu Kecong, Sun Lei, Wang Jing, Chen Sanjie, He Hailong, and Luo Xiao, plus the core members of the other 20 or so survivor teams, the total number of people attending the meeting was more than 30.

Huge conference room, quiet inside.

Everyone sat upright in their seats, motionless, and the candles placed in the middle of the large conference table flickered and dimmed, reflecting everyone's faces, cloudy and uncertain.

At this time, everyone didn't speak, and they all looked at Ling Feng, wanting to know what important things Ling Feng was going to discuss when he summoned them tonight.

Ling Feng faced the awe-inspiring and expectant gazes of more than two dozen survivors, and invisibly, a sense of pride in controlling the overall situation arose.

At that moment, he pondered for a moment, pondered his words, and said: "Today, I gathered everyone together, mainly to discuss a more important matter with you, so if you have any good ideas and suggestions, you can talk about them as much as you like, and then we will discuss them together." Anyway, there is no status here, identity is not identity, everyone is a survivor after the disaster, everyone is equal, everyone can speak freely, everyone relaxes, there is no need to be so restrained. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions eased, and the atmosphere in the conference room became less serious and restrained.

At this time, Ling Feng glanced around with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "During this time, I have been searching for and rescuing survivors in other provinces and cities, such as rescue bases like Ma Lianshan, and there are many other provinces and cities, and a large number of survivors have also been temporarily placed there. Now with the more and more survivors who have been rescued, we must make proper arrangements for everyone's future, for this, you don't know if you have any ideas? ”

After speaking, Ling Feng's gaze swept softly over everyone's faces.

After listening to Ling Feng's words, everyone began to bow their heads and think, especially those survivors who participated in the meeting, they all had their own thoughts and plans.

At this time, a bald middle-aged man who looked like a leader looked up, he glanced up at Ling Feng, and asked without saying anything: "Dear Mr. Ling Feng, my name is An Shihai, first of all, on behalf of my family and friends, thank you for rescuing us, and also providing us with food and shelter, but there are a few questions, we have always been puzzled, I don't know if you can answer them for us." ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng's heart moved, and said, "Mr. An Shihai, if you have any questions, just ask, as long as I can answer them, I will definitely tell you." ”

An Shihai nodded gratefully, and said: "Mr. Ling Feng, we remember that when you went to rescue us before, you said that you were sent by the federal political axe to rescue, and you were responsible for the rescue work in the entire south, and now we have been successfully rescued, and we are still in the rescue base, and we have stayed for so long, but why has the federal political axe in Jiangbei not sent someone to take us across the river for a long time?" And in the past month, not only did the federal political axe not send someone to pick us up across the river, but even the relevant political axe personnel who were responsible for dealing with the aftermath did not appear, which is very unreasonable, we want to know, what is going on? ”