Volume I: Section 59 Perversion

Wu Guoguang looked at Su Hao with suspicion all the time.

He was well aware that there was no basis for such suspicions.

A group of survivors looking for a way to survive in an abandoned city, hatching a plot to destroy the army?

This kind of thing sounds funny.

Shaking his head, trying to bring his mind back to the track of reason, Wu Guoguang focused his attention on the materials that Su Hao requested. He thought for a moment and said, "You have too many things, more than I can approve." ”

"Then hand it over to someone who has the ability to solve it."

Su Hao grabbed the key part of his words and said with a smile: "However, I should at least get the immunity pill first, which should be within your authority." ”

Wu Guoguang stared at Su Hao expressionlessly for a long time, and nodded slowly

Half an hour later, Su Hao, with the assistance of two soldiers, carried the military medical kit full of immunization drugs onto the off-road vehicle.

Wu Guoguang stood at the office window next to the main building of the headquarters, with his hands behind his back, silently watching him fix the medical kit with a belt, then get into the cab, start the engine, and quickly disappear at the end of the road.

A corporal walked into the office and stood upright in a standard military posture behind Wu Guoguang.

"Take two people to drive up and see where this guy's camp is?"

Wu Guoguang commanded in a normal tone: "Observe their numbers, equipment, surroundings and personnel composition. Go back and forth faster, and stay safe. ”

The expression on the corporal's face was a little hesitant: "I'm afraid it's difficult to reconnoiter in a short time, it can't achieve the effect of concealment, and the intelligence is not very accurate." ”

"This is not a high-level military reconnaissance."

Wu Guoguang turned around, walked to the desk, picked up the freshly brewed tea and took a sip: "There's no need to hide, you just need to follow him, and see the general situation when you arrive." The city is full of zombies, and he doesn't need to hide it from us, and he doesn't need to lie in front of me. ”

The corporal became more and more puzzled: "In this case, what is it for?"

"I'm curious, who are there around this kid?"

Wu Guoguang pulled over a chair and sat down, revealing a thoughtful expression: "You guys pay more attention to the surroundings to see if there is anything abnormal." The day-to-day affairs here are handled by the Captain of the Second Squad. I'm going to get back to base on the next plane with supplies. What is written in this notebook is important and must be handed over to it as soon as possible. ”

Without the concrete road that connects to the outside world, it would be difficult for anyone to find the KD03 base hidden in the mountains.

The rehabilitated solar power plant was sufficient to sustain the daily supply and demand of the entire site, and the once-interrupted underground warehouse expansion project resumed. A large amount of herbicide has been sprayed on both sides of the runway, and the tower is back up and running.

A total of 136 armed soldiers are stationed at the base, and the total number of personnel in logistics, communications, and engineering has exceeded 500. Three new guard towers have been built around the base, and along with the various defenses that have been built before, a dense network of firepower can form a blockade in any direction. Just last week, two electronically controlled fences were installed. They can stop monsters in a critical moment and buy enough time for the base personnel to evacuate.

When Wu Guoguang jumped out of the helicopter cabin, Li Daoyuan was sitting in the base commander's office, looking at a document that had just been forwarded from the Chengdu base.

A simple but indispensable salute and greeting, Li Daoyuan put aside the documents he had skimmed cursoly, and studied the thick notebook intently.

Three hours passed.

Li Daoyuan didn't mean to put down the notebook at all, but there was an expression of surprise and appreciation on his face.

His military rank and identity are higher than Wu Guoguang, and he naturally knows more about the Tao.

The military department has a whole set of plans to deal with large-scale zombie attacks. Just last month, three more first-order intensified pharmaceutical production lines were put into operation. The production of this agent has increased by a full 80 percent. It is said that the current stocks are sufficient to supply the entire army. At this rate of production, the output of first-order enhancement potions will be available to civilians by the end of the year at the latest. At that time, the survivor reinforcements selected from all over the country can be injected as soon as possible, and the victory rate and survival rate against zombies can also be doubled.

Bad news is always accompanied by good news.

The counterattack plan in the capital area was a complete failureβ€”β€”β€”β€” and although all the soldiers had been injected with immunity and first-order enhancement potions, the attack of the 34th Armored Infantry Division in the Miyun direction was still thwarted. The artillery fire and bombardment attracted hundreds of thousands of corpses, and the division was encircled, with a battle loss rate of 74.8 percent. If it weren't for the Army's urgent air evacuation plan, I am afraid that no one would have left alive.

The latest findings suggest that there is a very subtle connection between zombie groups and individuals. They are not isolated, and when a target is found within a certain range, zombies will summon each other. It could be sound, or smell. Moreover, compared with the early days of the virus outbreak, the zombies are now more flexible in their movements, and their lethality and predation intensity are also greater.

The military department has once again adjusted the proportion of funding for zombie research. Related high-level enhancement drug research projects have also made varying degrees of progress. The top level began to formulate a new operational plan in view of the current situation. The staff had to take into account more additional factors, and needed more intelligence about the zombies' habits and daily routines.

This notebook came at the right time.

The data and content recorded in it are very valuable for reference. In particular, some very interesting records should shed some light on some of the ongoing projects of the Central Base Research Institute.

"This survivor who has seen the zombies up close is nice and very smart."

Li Daoyuan flipped through the notebook in his hand and kept exclaiming: "I'll send someone to send this notebook back to Chengdu." The information recorded above is very important and helpful to us. Not! By the way, what about people? The person who recorded this information himself, did you bring him? ”

Wu Guoguang shook his head in embarrassment: "He is unwilling to leave that city and refuses to join the army." ”

"For what?"

Li Daoyuan was curious.

If the notebook just now brought him strong joy and surprise, then the words that just came out of Wu Guoguang's mouth had already aroused his strong interest.

The city is full of zombies, and no one wants to stay in that kind of place. In the north and here, every non-military survivor Mr. Lee met cried out for help.

A survivor who is reluctant to leave the city is really interesting.

"He had a lot of companions and set up a camp. This guy is young, strong, and has a very flexible brain. ”

The tone in which Wu Guoguang spoke showed that he had been thinking about it for a long time, and the speed was as slow as an old man's breathing, and it was very clear: "How to say that he is not alone. ”

Li Daoyuan suddenly felt that the sunlight outside was a little dazzling, which made him squint his eyes unconsciously. He raised his right arm across his chest, slowly stroked his chin with his left hand, and asked thoughtfully, "He shouldn't have handed over this notebook to you for nothing." Go ahead! What are his requirements? ”

Wu Guoguang repeated the names of the materials mentioned by Su Hao, as well as the quantity.

"A team of more than 300 people is not too much to cope with these materials."

Li Daoyuan smiled faintly: "After all, he is a young man, and maybe even he himself is not aware of the hidden information in this list of supplies." He only asked you for rifle parts and spare barrels, as well as bullets, but he didn't mention weapons. There is no doubt that he has enough guns, so these are not needed. ”

Wu Guoguang nodded: "When we set up a station at the garrison headquarters, we found that the underground armory had been damaged, and all the weapons and ammunition stored in it had been emptied. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Li Daoyuan shook his head: "In a few months, the troops will have to change their clothes." Old Style 5. All individual weapons of 8 mm caliber must be replaced with more powerful 7. 62 and even 9 mm rifles. It is also a waste to keep these weapons. In fact, it has long been proposed that weapons be distributed among the population. Some people agree with it, some people oppose it, and the phrase "research and research", which is used on any occasion and is also very bureaucratic, wastes a lot of time and kills a lot of people. Both those who have fled the city and those who remain are miserable. So whatever they do is understandable. Even if they get a couple of 105mm howitzers, it's normal. At that point, they have to find a way to survive. ”

Speaking of this, Li Daoyuan turned around and looked at Wu Guoguang seriously: "I understand your thoughts." But don't forget, when training at the northern base, the instructor repeatedly reiterated more than onceβ€”β€”β€”β€” Don't look at this world with the eyes and thinking of the past. The data in that notebook is very detailed, and the description of zombie observations is detailed to the hour. Of course, I don't easily believe what stays on the surface. The base also analyzes the data recorded on the basis of weather and time records. The likelihood of falsification is low, and I don't believe it is a conspiracy. That young man should just be an ordinary survivor. ”

Wu Guoguang did not answer, nor did he argue.

Li Daoyuan's words are almost his true thoughts. It was only out of the unique vigilance of a soldier that he paid attention to Su Hao.

"They should be in dire need of these supplies. Don't procrastinate, every minute you miss could kill an extra person. I'll send two more planes back with you. For the sake of that notebook, I can give them more bullets. ”

Mr. Lee walked over to his desk and sat down and signed his name on the helicopter assignment slip. When he turned around and handed it to Wu Guoguang, he seemed to remember something.

"Hmm! What is the name of this young man? ”

Wu Guoguang took the plane assignment form, carefully checked it to be correct, solemnly folded it, and put it in his jacket pocket.

"His name is Su Hao."

In the city, the bank building, room 306.

Han Ying, who was full of anger, stood in the room, inserted the latch of the door hard, and slammed it to death.

Liao Qiu stood more than three meters away, trembling all over, his face was like dirt, he retreated in fear, his heels quickly collided with the foot of the bed, and the whole person instantly lost his balance, and sat on the bed with his back on his back. His eyes widened, and he looked at Han Ying, who was approaching step by step, with a cruel smile on his face, and he looked vicious.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Liao Qiu swallowed his throat hard, his teeth chattering, and he made a violent "dede" sound.

This is Liao Qiu's room, and Han Ying is the intruder.

"What do I want to do? Hey, hey, hey, hey, you're embarrassed to askβ€”β€”β€”β€”"

Han Ying kept shaking each other's fingers, making a "crackling" crunch sound. She was wearing a purple gold velvet shirt and pants, and she was taller and better developed than when she was rescued from a residential building by Su Hao a few months ago. Although his appearance is ordinary, his figure is worthy of praise. In particular, the ratio between the waist, chest, and abdomen is almost perfect, and the legs are of amazing length, and with the upright buttocks, they exude a charm that most women envy.

Han Ying's eyebrows were upside down, and the corners of her sharp eyes were full of murderous aura that could not be concealed. She pursed her lips, strode in front of Liao Qiu, raised her right foot and stepped on the chair next to her, her upper body suddenly bowed, and she completely suppressed this poor man from height and momentum.

She glared at him viciously.

His gaze is evasive, like a mouse caught alive by a cat, ready to be pressed into meat sauce by one paw.

"I, I, I"

Liao Qiu snorted, unable to speak.

"What are you?"

Han Ying stared at her eyes that almost became round, took out something from her clothes pocket viciously and resentfully, slammed it on the bed, pointed it with her finger, and roared viciously: "Tell me, what is this?" ”

It was a pair of women's panties.

Standard triangular, small, cotton, pink, translucent.

Liao Qiu squeezed the corners of his mouth, did not speak, and sweat fell like rain on his forehead.

Everyone on earth knows that it is a pair of underwear.

Han Ying also knows better than anyone that it is something that belongs to her.

The problem was that when she walked into Liao Qiu's room to borrow a lighter a few minutes ago, she found it next to the man's pillow.

"Say! Where did you get that? ”

Han Ying is like an enraged lion. The violent wheezing made the chest expand dramatically, and with the breathing, it bounced up and down, like two mountains of meat hanging in the air that could fall at any time.

Liao Qiu's voice replied very little, not much bigger than a mosquito: "You are outside, so that"

The underwear was lost by Han Ying last week.

She always thought that she had misremembered and didn't wash it, or that the sun was blown away by the wind in the wrong place.

A thief stealing panties?

Transvestism?

Perverted?

Similar thoughts popped up in Han Ying's mind one after another like crabs spitting bubbles.

She seemed to see Liao Qiu running naked on the street in her underwear.

I also saw Liao Qiu hiding in a dark corner, rubbing his genitals with his underwear.

At the end of the day, this little man's face was marked with countless mosaics, and he slowly conjured up terrible words such as "AV", "pseudo-mother", and "psychological disorder patient".

The anger subsided, but the anger could not subside.

Han Ying raised her eyebrows again and asked viciously, "Why didn't you take Sister Cao?" Just steal me? ”

Cao Rui lives next door to Han Ying, and several women's underwear is often placed together to dry.

Han Ying remembered very well that when the underwear was lost, Cao Rui's stockings and thong happened to be hanging next to it. Perhaps because of her age and experience, Cao Rui's underwear is very sexyβ€”β€”β€”β€” the black thong is very small, and the transparent mesh sand edge is inlaid with lace, which is smooth and delicate, which makes people think about it. Regardless of the style or material, it is not comparable to my own cotton underwear.

It's like a thief who breaks into a vault and only takes a gross bill, not a hundred dollars in bills. Only the yuan, not the dollar and the pound.

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense.

Han Ying smiled evilly, and a strange light flashed in her eyes. She took a deep breath, lowered her body again, pressed Liao Qiu underneath in the air, and roared angrily: "Say! Why do you want to do this? ”

Poor Liao Qiu's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly. He winced and replied tremblingly, "I like you." ”

The answer is straightforward and unexpected.

Han Ying's eyes widened suddenly, and a trace of surprise and panic flashed across her face.

For the first time, a boy confessed to her.

When she was in school, there were many girls around Han Ying who were in love. Especially those girls who have a superior family background and are beautiful in appearance are very popular with boys. No matter where it appears, there is always a feeling of stars and moons. The boys would invite them out to play, watch movies together, and help with all sorts of errands. This seems to have become the exclusive preserve of pretty girls, who always have their heads raised high and their long necks straightened, like noble and elegant white swans.

Han Ying knew that she was an ugly duckling.

She and her sister both died in their parents, and they live on Weibo's pensions and relief funds. Expensive clothes are just a distant luxury, and you have to be careful every month, and extra spending means you have to go hungry. Fortunately, Lao Song and Tao Yuan, who used to live in the same building, took good care of them. Whoever cooks delicious food will share a little with each other, and the mothers-in-law on the third and sixth floors will also send some old clothes from their granddaughters from time to time. Although the color is a little dark, it is very clean and has a unique fragrance of the sun.

No boy has ever written a love letter to Han Ying, and no one has asked her to watch a movie together. Han Ying didn't know what Sister Lu Dao's situation was, but she had been silent in the class. I don't like to talk, and I just smile when I encounter things. Very ordinary looks, no prominent parents, mediocre academic performance, and no attention will be paid wherever you go.

She never thought that Liao Qiu would say such things to herself.

Liao Qiu is quite handsome.

It's humorous, like a monkey who has infinite fun wherever he goes.

This is not a pejorative meaning, without his presence, I believe everyone in the team would feel that something is missing. It's like the lubricant of a machine, it's hard to spot, but it's always there to be a role when it matters.

Liao Qiu had been secretly observing the expression on Han Ying's face.

He suddenly felt that things were not as bad as he had imagined. I really like this girl, and I'm not the kind of pervert who steals panties and wears them quietly. I just want to get a personal item that belongs to Han Ying.

The problem is that stealing panties is a fact that cannot be denied.