"You have to make amends for this————"

Xu Renjie threw away the cigarette butt, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Lin coldly: "Take over the work in your hands." Tomorrow, I will report to the foreign affairs reception office of the base city. There is still a lack of a deputy director over there, and Lao Liu has told me several times, but there has been no suitable candidate. You're good at doing this kind of thing. Going to the reception is not a burying talent.

Xiao Lin only felt that her eyes were straight, her breathing became difficult, and her mouth was full of bitterness.

Reception...... Of course, she knows, what exactly is the reception place?

Welcoming and sending off, inviting guests to dinner, an indispensable "etiquette" reception...... Compared to a year ago, the so-called "peace" no longer exists on Earth. However, many human social activities are still preserved. For example, tourism: no one goes to national parks such as Zhangjiajie anymore. It is full of unpredictable dangers, and at any moment a few mutated creatures will rush out of the forest. However, island nations such as the Maldives still have some natural beauty to look forward to. It is already sparsely populated, and the sea cuts off it from the mainland. Many countries have set up sanatoriums there, and all the zombies on the island have been killed. Despite their tenacity, these mutated creatures cannot swim and have no record of crossing the ocean.

Xiao Lin's current unit is the logistics department of the group army. There's a lot of oil and water, and while it's as easy to access the top military as the reception, she'd rather stay here than be some damn deputy chief.

It is said that it is "reception", and the meaning of it is very clear to everyone. Something that is regarded as dark and evil, once put on the official skin, will always be branded with elegant terms such as "public relations".

Actually, what's the difference between that and a prostitute's joke?

"If you don't want to go to the reception, then go to the KD03 base, or the Eastern Front."

Xu Renjie saw through Xiao Lin's thoughts. He smiled coldly and said, "Li Daoyuan is obsessed with you. He has already made several marriage reports to the group army, but I have suppressed them. The replenishment of the Eastern Front has been insufficient. You've been injected with first-order potions, you've spent some time in training camps, and you'll soon become familiar with the handling of various weapons. There are a lot of female soldiers in the combat unit. Except that the face is pretty, hum...... You and them, no different. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Renjie paused: "If you go to the reception, I can promote your rank to brigadier general." I'm a good talker, and I don't like to be strong. You may consider replying to me again. However, the time should not be delayed for too long, and it will give you half an hour at most. ”

Xiao Lin stood quietly, letting the shirt on her body open, revealing smooth and delicate white skin.

Her eyes were glazed, and her mind was filled with anger, despair, and sorrow.

"You...... How can you do that? You, you can't ———— like that."

She muttered in despair.

Things have changed far beyond her limits.

A brigadier general with the title of chief of reception...... It is clear to those in the circle what this means.

Xiao Lin can't go to KD03.

In that way, a lot of things that were concealed would be immediately exposed in front of Li Daoyuan.

And the man...... I still love him after all.

The Eastern Front is even less likely to go———— where the casualty rate has remained high, and the rate of replenishment of recruits in some units has barely kept up with the attrition.

Back to the Academy of Sciences?

Haha......ha Wang Qinian, that damn fat man, had already destroyed all the personnel files. I'm not a researcher anymore, not anymore.

Xiao Lin didn't argue, didn't make noise, and didn't spill like a.

She knows very well that ———— Xu Renjie is in control of her own life and death. These tricks didn't work for him at all. These are extraordinary times, and as the commander of an army group, he can shoot himself without interrogation.

No one would ask a woman why she was killed.

There are no journalists or paparazzi in this world, and the main concern of civilians now is food and water. In news such as the Queen of England being violently raped by the President of the United States, they will not even read a word, they will not ask a word.

Xiao Lin silently dressed and left the room in despair like a hangover who had drunk a lot of wine.

Xu Renjie has been watching from the sidelines.

He hated this woman.

Kill Xiao Lin, it's too cheap.

Doesn't she want to be a general?

Then give her the title of brigadier general.

Even the military needs to have good relations with some powerful wealthy conglomerates. When necessary, some foreign forces will also intersect. That's what the reception desk is all about. There are many people in this world who cannot be offended, and they often have some perverted and weird habits. A glamorous female general...... Hehe, this is more tempting than the so-called big stars of the civilized era.

As for being played to death, wasted and disabled, has a bullshit relationship with Lao Tzu?

The mountains in the southern part of the continent stretch endlessly, undulating for hundreds of kilometers.

In peacetime, many people spend their entire lives in pursuit of money. They frantically cut down forests, hunted animals, and looted everything from the mountains that could be sold for money. When the zombie's claws and teeth were close at hand, the money worshippers who fantasized that if they had money, they would have tomorrow suddenly found that the thick banknotes in ———— pockets were not as thick as a stick.

Their essence is actually waste paper.

Ouyang Junlin stood on a hill, looking through the dense pine forest, carefully observing the city in the distance with a tactical binocular.

He is lean and has a narrow face, often with his head down, looking around from an upward angle. This cold appearance can easily be associated with negative words such as cunning, cruelty, and ferocity. But Ouyang Junlin didn't want to change his habits. I even feel that this evaluation is very appropriate to my status as a mercenary.

The peaks at your feet are high. It is integrated with the surrounding mountains, encircling each other, and enclosing a sunken plain. In the local dialect of Kunming, this special terrain is called "dam".

Most of the plants in the forest have been hung with fresh green, and the squirrels that have been curled up in their nests for the winter have begun to move. The temperature at the top of the mountain is a little cold, but the sky is clear and there are few clouds. As far as the eye can see, the sky is full of blue.

Ouyang Junlin fought in Africa———— he once cut off the heads of several chiefs as trophies, and went to other chiefs in exchange for gratuities.

As a nominal subordinate of the "Gao Foundation", Ouyang Junlin readily accepted this task. However, this obedience is not so much a matter of respect for the board of directors of the consortium as it is for the sake of money.

Connecting Lin Feihu, Ouyang Junlin brought a total of twenty-two people. They took three helicopters and landed in a small town more than 70 kilometers away from the city of Kunming.

Whether it is "Gao's" or "Sheng Fei", they are very new to this city. There was no intelligence, no stationed teams, and no clues to look for.

Sibo took most of Lin Feihu's remaining property. Although the distribution to Ouyang Junlin was only leftovers, it could be regarded as a large sum of money. If it was before the outbreak of the virus, Ouyang Junlin would not have looked down on this kind of charity at all———— he had earned more than six million dollars in Africa, which was enough to live his life comfortably.

"God, you're playing a big joke on us humans......"

Shaking his head a little sadly, Ouyang Junlin muttered to himself, slowly putting down the telescope in his hand.

Banknotes are useless. The rich man on top became a poor ghost overnight. This kind of thing is just a joke in the eyes of modern people. And yet it did happen. It's scary, it's scary, it's a nightmare that you'll never wake up to.

Dollar...... Thinking of this, Ouyang Junlin subconsciously put his right hand into his trouser pocket and took out a dollar bill with a denomination of 100 yuan.

Looking at the smiling Benjamin with a fat head and big ears in the middle of the banknote, he is cute and cute. Franklin, he only felt an indescribable bitterness.

This thing can only be used as a memorial now.

Maybe hundreds of years later, it will become a precious cultural relic.

It's just that God knows if I can live to that time......

"What are you thinking?"

Behind him, there was an extremely dull male voice, as if it had been burned through his throat by fireworks, and he could not pronounce it normally.

"I'm so hesitant that I can't see the way forward."

Ouyang Junlin turned around, and the words that came out of his mouth were like the innocent moans of a lame poet.

More than six meters away on the rock, stood a middle-aged man in a black tight-fitting combat suit.

He was thinner than Ouyang Junlin, and ribs protruded from under the battle suit that was clinging to his skin. It is very tall, more than two meters. The body is a little rickety, and it looks like it has long arms and legs. It's like a chimpanzee that was locked in a cage in a zoo, embezzled by the keeper for food, and starved for a long time.

"Twenty centimeters in front of you is a cliff, of course there is no road, and if you jump down, you will become a pile of rotten meat."

The middle-aged man replied coldly, and then changed the subject: "The person who went out to search is back." They found a newly built castle. It's less than six kilometers away. It was heavily defended, and the defenders were heavily armed. Judging by the clothing and appearance, it should be a refugee who escaped from the city. ”

"Refugees?"

Ouyang Junlin frowned, he quickly searched for the map of this area in his mind, and the expression on his face quickly became puzzled.

"According to the directions on the map, there should be no buildings in this vicinity. The newly built castle ...... Could it be that the refugees themselves made it? Fly kill, you're not kidding, are you? Who, apart from the military and consortia, has such strength? ”

"That's the news from the scouts. You know, I'm never joking. Perhaps, you should go over and see for yourself. ”

The middle-aged man called "Flying Kill" had a black cloth on his face, only his eyes were exposed, and he couldn't judge his expression: "When I first heard the news, I also felt strange. However, you and I are well aware that ———— scouts can't lie, and there's no reason for them to do so. ”

Ouyang Junlin didn't make a sound.

Like him, Flying Kill is also a mercenary.

The two met in a casino in Eswatini. It was a coincidence that both men were playing "L-point" at the same table. Fei Kill and Ouyang Junlin both like to go out of thousands, and they are also regular customers who are ingenious and have not been discovered by the dealer. After discovering that they were all about the same thing, Fei Kill and Ouyang Junlin began to compete in secret. The character of not giving in to each other and being competitive makes them show their feet together. So they were discovered by the dealer, and the two could only be forced to escape from the casino hand in hand.

Then, become a good friend.

"Let's go back to camp and see what the search team has found?"

As he spoke, Ouyang Junlin patted Fei Kill's shoulder, and the two of them walked towards the temporary camp at the bottom of the mountain.

It's a humble camp.

More than a dozen armed men occupied this narrow valley. They are well-armed and their weapons are mostly standard-caliber assault rifles. The suit is made of synthetic rubber and Kevlar material, which is lightweight and flexible, and has excellent ballistic resistance. With fighting knives and various communication equipment pinned to the belts on his legs and waist, he looks smart and strong.

Several watchmen occupied the vantage points around the valley, patrolling back and forth with vigilant eyes. Although they are all mercenaries, they have no oil paint on their faces, and there is no camouflage on their bodies———— these things that confuse their vision are ineffective against zombies, and they will become a burden to themselves when it is critical.

As for the survivors...... China controls the ownership of firearms more tightly than any other country. The mercenaries did not consider sticks and knives to be a threat to themselves.

All their backpacks were stacked in the middle of the camp. In addition to weapons and ammunition, the backpack also contained enough military rations for a week. Seven or eight mercenaries were busy preparing lunch. They lit lumps of fuel in a special improvised stove to boil canned beef and tomato soup. On the grass next to it, there were some compressed cakes and other foods, and a few canned luncheon meat that had been cut open with a bayonet.

Helicopters are only responsible for transportation. After completing the task, you can call the plane to come and pick you up. According to the agreement, the "Gao Consortium" will deliver three more batches of food and ammunition supplies at the specified time.

Lin Feihu was wearing a dark green military camouflage jacket, sitting on a dead tree, silently watching the group of busy people in front of him.

He was a little disappointed.

After handing over the entire "Sheng Fei" group to the "Gao family", the other party only sent about 20 people to help him search for his son's whereabouts...... This was not what Lin Feihu expected at all. For a huge city, these people are too few.

Lin Feihu regretted it a little———— if he hadn't been so impulsive at the beginning, he wanted to use the strength of the "Gao Consortium" and rely on the remaining personnel and materials of "Sheng Fei", at least he could organize a large-scale search team.

Now, I have nothing but to obey the orders of others.

Ouyang Junlin strode in front of Lin Feihu with a flying kill.

No one gave the old man a second look at him.

All the assets of "Sheng Fei" were taken over by "Gao's". According to the agreement, the mercenaries' income was allocated by the "Gao Clan". Although these materials originally belonged to Lin Feihu, he was not the financier of Ouyang Junlin and the others after all. At such times, no one will look at his face.

A scout, who was small and looked very nimble, ran over and saluted Ouyang Junlin.

"Tell me, what did you find?"

"There is a refugee gathering area in front. They built a castle. The height and proportions of the walls fully comply with the standards of fortifications. The number of people in it is about three thousand, maybe more. They farmed nearby, set up guard towers, and were armed with a large number of automatic weapons. The men were very good at defense and vigilance———— they cut down the trees around the castle, cleared the weeds, dug many pits in the ground, and set up a large number of irregular wooden stakes and obstacles. The perimeter of the open space is connected by barbed wire, and many empty cans are hung as early warnings. The perimeter of the camp is being expanded...... All measures are set up for zombies. It's simple, but it's effective. ”

The scout's tone was admiring, admiring the group of refugees who built the castle: "These fortifications can't withstand artillery fire, but they are excellent at holding back zombies and infantry. In order to prevent the other party from finding out, I can only observe from a distance. The architecture of the castle is very professional, and there is a lot of room for renovation. There were probably traps or something like that in that clearing. They were heavily guarded, close to the camp, and had wooden poles with the corpses tied. These people may have suffered losses, and using skeletons and bones as a warning can indeed deter some outsiders with malicious intentions. ”

"Outsiders?"

Ouyang Junlin touched his slightly rough chin and smiled to himself: "We can also be regarded as outsiders. But we're not zombies. As for the bones...... After that thing is polished and smooth, it can be placed in the room as a souvenir, or used to scare women. ”

This teasing remark made the mercenaries standing around laugh.

"What else did you find?"

Ouyang Junlin returned to the original topic: "Such a huge project should not be a spontaneous act of the survivors. Which consortium does it belong to? Or is it a certain family? ”

The scout had a hesitant look on his face. He thought for a moment and shook his head repeatedly: "No signs or anything like that were found on the buildings and personnel. They were disorganized and did not dress uniformly. There are no guards, no overseers or anything like that, and they work well together...... How so? It felt strange, like a family, not like the slaves of a wealthy consortium, with acts of rebellion and resentment. ”

"Family?"

Ouyang Junlin repeated the word, frowned, and turned his head to look at the flying killer standing behind him.

The man with his face wrapped in a black cloth did not speak, but his eyes were equally puzzled.

"If it's the army or the tycoons, then there's nothing wrong with that. Not to mention a castle, even a new city is not difficult. A group of survivors... Huh"

Ouyang Junlin kept having a smile on his face.

This is certainly not the result of nervous twitching or patterning of stiff facial muscles.

He felt that mercenaries should be cold and cruel. Smiling will affect the people around you, boost confidence and courage, and face difficulties with optimism.

However, the smile at this moment does not mean that Ouyang Junlin is absolutely sure of things.

A castle appears in such a place, and there are thousands of survivors working together...... In every way, it feels weird and unreasonable.