"What ??!" Zuo Lingfeng had just arrived at the Xinjiang Urumqi Military Region, the headquarters of the Western Theater, at this time, and the accompanying intelligence officers quickly fed back the situation from the Xu Ya front to Zuo Lingfeng.

"Chairman of the Committee, the troops stationed on the Xuya front line in the Western Theater have advanced twenty kilometers inward to the western border of Xuya, and no infected people have been found along the way, General Chu asks for instructions on whether to continue to advance."

Zuo Lingfeng nodded. "What about other countries?"

"The European coalition forces, as well as the Russian army and the combined forces stationed in the south of Xuya, have basically advanced to the interior of Xuya, and the fastest Russian vanguard is only a hundred kilometers away from Damascus, the capital of Xuya, and it will be about two hours before it can advance to the Damascus area."

"Then it seems that this guy Chu Yuncheng is still cautious," Zuo Lingfeng said, "Let him not have to think about anything anymore, follow their rhythm and take Xu Ya away." ”

"It looks like they're not going to want this place anymore." Zuo Lingfeng said again, he actually felt very incomprehensible about this move made by the infected person.

Such a large piece of fat, the infected person does not choose to make good use of it, and after paying the corresponding price, he finally seized a piece of land of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers from the hands of the human government, but in a short time

In less than half a year, it was abandoned again, and this kind of operation is really unpredictable.

Xu Ya, the western border, the garrison of the Western Theater Army Group.

Chu Yuncheng stayed in the base and did not follow the troops to advance to Xu Ya's territory, at this time hundreds of thousands of troops had all been dispatched, and only one brigade of troops was left by his side, which was mainly drawn and pieced together by the guard units in each group army.

Zuo Lingfeng was on his way here, and Chu Yuncheng needed to greet this powerful chairman here.

In fact, he has been stationed on the western border of China for 30 years, due to many problems on the border, the situation in the west has not been very stable, and it is one of the major problems in China, especially after the appearance of infected people, the problems there are even more serious, Chu Yuncheng has been in western China for more than 30 years, and he has never seen this chairman, many times Zuo Lingfeng's various orders are directly conveyed through the contact of signals, and Zuo Lingfeng himself has no habit of patrolling the border, so he has been in power for decades, In addition to the appointment of the frontier generals, he never met with several of them.

Chu Yuncheng was nearly seventy years old at this time, and he had already reached the age of retirement, but because of the rampant number of infected people, his retirement time had to be postponed again and again.

However, he himself doesn't care much about this kind of thing, and after decades of his career, he has already integrated himself with the military uniform on his body in his heart.

"Commander, the chairman has arrived."

Outside the base, there was a faint roar of helicopter propellers.

Chu Yuncheng walked out of the headquarters, which was established in the center of an airport, and Zuo Lingfeng's landline happened to be parked on this airport.

"Chairman." He walked to the helicopter hatch and looked at the old man who had stepped out of the helicopter.

Zuo Lingfeng waved his hand to Chu Yuncheng, the two of them were already about the same age, so Zuo Lingfeng directly saved those tedious etiquette and politeness processes.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lao Chu." Zuo Lingfeng stepped forward and patted Chu Yuncheng on the shoulder very affectionately.

He also wears a camouflage military uniform today, but he does not wear a military rank.

"Chairman, all the army groups here have been dispatched, and the fastest vanguard 7th Brigade has completed the rendezvous with the Russian army under the city of Damascus, and is preparing for the next recovery of Damascus."

"The European coalition is a step slower than us, and they are obviously the ones who acted before us." Zuo Lingfeng wasted no time in quipping.

"Let's wait for our allies." Zuo Lingfeng said.

Under the protection of the guards, he walked towards the headquarters building with Chu Yuncheng.

In the haze, a vast land suddenly appeared in sight.

Bai Qi sat up from the hospital bed abruptly.

The doctor who had been busy around was gone, and he was living in a separate room set for him, and he slowly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and gently pushed open the door of the ward.

The hallway was empty, and there was not a trace of anyone in sight, but there was a faint white mist everywhere, and the mist was not very thick, just floating lightly below Bai Qi's knees.

Bai Qi pushed open the door and walked out.

His gaze changed suddenly, and he suddenly found himself in a desolate yellow land.

He knew that he was dreaming again, and he had dreamed a lot before, and he had seen this yellow desolate land more than once or twice, so when he saw this scene again, he would inevitably feel very familiar, and it was strange to say, as long as there was a picture about this place, he could clearly know that he was dreaming as soon as he saw it.

A large number of memory fragments poured into his brain, and Bai Qi suddenly remembered that he had never realized these strange dreams he had since he woke up from the dream, and only in his dreams would he remember all the memories of his previous dreams about this land.

When I woke up again, I had to forget everything I remembered now.

He patted his head, and the strange feeling made him feel very awkward.

In the impression of the previous dream, walking in any direction here, at the end you can always see a huge ancient palace, the steps spread upwards one by one, Bai Qi once tried to go up, but always woke up from the dream for various reasons halfway through.

This time it was the same, the familiar huge and magnificent palace-like building in his impression was presented in front of his eyes again.

He stretched out his foot and walked up the stairs again, for some reason, for no reason, he always felt a great interest in the scene above the palace, and always had a feeling in his heart that he had to see it above.

The footsteps moved upwards little by little, and Bai Qi woke up without knowing where he would go this time, and in the past experience, the number of steps he walked when he woke up seemed to have a great randomness.

Count silently in my heart.

When he reached the two thousandth count, he suddenly stopped.

Surprisingly, the distance from the palace on the top is almost a stone's throw away, looking at this height, it is about a hundred steps to walk up, and finally you can successfully walk to the palace on the steps.

So what's on it?

Bai Qi himself was also surprised, he was just counting the steps, but he didn't expect to get close to the destination like this unconsciously.

It was the closest he had ever been to the palace towering above the clouds since he had remembered it in his dreams.

Looking down at his feet, he was surprised that he could no longer see the desolate yellow earth under his feet, two thousand steps, far beyond his imagination.

Then continue to walk up slowly, Bai Qi's every step seems very cautious and cautious, he himself does not know when he will suddenly wake up from the dream again, and once he wakes up, he will inevitably forget the scenes and experiences he saw in the dream.

This time he didn't do the same again.

When he took the last step out of the steps, Bai Qi's brow couldn't help frowning, his vision was not as magnificent as he imagined, and the grandeur of part of the palace seen below came mostly from the huge palace prisms in his sight, one after another, standing on the edge of this small world.

But in the current field of vision, there is nothing else to be seen except for these pillars that could be faintly seen below.

The only difference was that in the center of a large circle surrounded by a large pile of prisms, there was an old stone chair, which looked very old, and the back of the chair could be seen covered with a thick layer of ash.

A figure sat on a chair with his back to Bai Qi.

"White up."

Bai Qi seemed to hear a voice calling him, the voice was very small, he didn't hear it very clearly, and for a while he couldn't tell if it was calling him.

"White up."

Another call, this time the voice was much clearer than before. Bai Qi also saw that the figure with his back to him seemed to move, and before he could confirm it, the figure stood up directly from the chair.

He turned slowly.

The white pupils contracted suddenly.

A familiar face was reflected in the sight, a sense of familiarity that came from the depths of the soul.

It was his own face.

"White up." The lips of the human face opened slightly, and this time these two words were finally clearly reflected in Bai Qi's ears.

Bai Qi opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't speak for a while.

The human face slowly approached Bai Qi, looking at Bai Qi, his eyes meeting at that moment.

Bai Qi's heart actually rose a trace of nervousness for no reason.

Even though it was his own face, it showed a bloodless paleness, like a person who had just died, the temperature of his body had just dissipated, and his face had a lifeless lifeless gloom.

He reached out and pressed his hand close to his white cheek.

It was a biting coldness, and Bai Qi subconsciously wanted to push the cold hands away, but the arms were so weak that when he put on the pale cold hands, he didn't have any extra strength to make the hands leave his face.

"White up." The man was repeating these two words again, and his expressionless face made him even more lifeless.

"Do you remember, here?"