Chapter 35: Disaster & Return
(Speaking of recommended tickets and collections, I'm gnawing information and settings day and night for the code word, everyone encourages it~)
Five minutes ago, inside the base of the Kwantung Army.
"It's actually the Kwantung Army. While checking whether the corpses on the ground could still get up again, Yang Ling chatted with his comrades next to him: "The secret base of the Eastern Army here, it wouldn't be the Kwantung Army that researched these zombies, right?"
"God knows. Yang Ling's comrades-in-arms snorted, "Although I heard from the seniors in the army that they had killed zombies in Chengdu in 95 years, but this time we actually encountered so many at once, which is a miracle, the Japanese devil has researched something crazy." ”
On the other side, looking at the square where military trucks and military motorcycles were parked, as well as the scattered corpses on the ground, Peng Mengdie seemed to be in a much better mood: "This mission has discovered a hidden base of the Kwantung Army, as long as you find out how these zombies came to be and then find a way to capture some samples alive, you can successfully complete the task this time, and Miss Ben's hard labor will be over."
The bearded officer wordlessly glanced at Peng Mengdie, who was pretending to be amorous in front of him, and turned his head to listen to the news reported by his subordinates on the walkie-talkie.
It turned out that for himself, the command of this special force should belong to him, and the special forces were also commanded by the commander of the special forces themselves - but in this operation, such a master was sent down to take full command, and he couldn't help but wonder if the heads of the people above were in the water.
This is estimated to be the eldest lady from the red family, and her command ability is quite decent, but the personal combat is too bad - the first time she faced a zombie, she actually vomited, and she was almost taken by the zombie: if he hadn't kicked the zombie to the ground in time and made up for the shot, then she would have been the first person to die in this special force in this mission.
However, the eldest lady did not appreciate it, but the bearded officer did not expect her to do this, but hoped that the eldest lady would not drag the team back.
Fortunately, things are not so bad: although this Miss Peng has a jumpy personality, it is not a problem for her combat power to be used against these zombies after she calms down - but everyone is obviously not used to this Miss Peng screaming and knocking the zombies to the ground, listening to the movement is so tragic that it is as if she has been insulted by zombies
The bearded officer was very curious, why didn't he send this officer to the ordinary troops, but instead of getting this kind of special operations unit that is not uncommon for half the people to die in a mission?
In fact, the reason is simple -- these days, the Communist Party has begun to fight big tigers, and even the military people have been snoring a lot, and anyone who wants to gild this joint has to come up with a reasonable reason: Otherwise, the next tiger to be beaten by the group will be you.
So this eldest lady can only take the risk and run here to make soy sauce, but after all, there are people above to take care of it, the quality of this special operations force is guaranteed, and the overall situation of the individual soldiers is not bad, even if there is no one to command, they can successfully complete the task.
Brief gunshots rang out in the distance—the soldiers were clearing out the zombies they had found. After a lot of fighting and casualties, these soldiers also discovered that zombies can only die completely after headshots, and they have changed from helpless at the beginning to one-sided torture and killing with modern weapons.
"Boss, we've found the entrance to a deep area, shall we go in and have a look?" the bearded officer asked Peng Mengdie for instructions after his subordinates reported that the zombies in the area had been cleaned up.
"Go in and have a look. Peng Mengdie nodded.
As if sensing something, Yang Ling blinked.
"Xiao Yang, what's wrong?" asked the comrade-in-arms beside him curiously.
"I feel like the surroundings are shaking, don't you feel it?" Yang Ling pointed around.
"It doesn't seem to be" Just when the comrades-in-arms beside Yang Ling wanted to shake their heads in denial, the surrounding environment suddenly trembled violently.
"What's the matter" Before Peng Mengdie could react, a huge falling stone occupied all the space in her field of vision, and the continuous screams kept ringing in her ears.
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Tokushima City, Feng Family Compound.
Feng Longde, who returned to his yard, first bowed three times in his heart for those unlucky Chinese soldiers, and then began to feel that everything in front of him was not good.
The Teutonic chivalrous knights, who crowded half of the courtyard, and Caroline, who had an indifferent face, felt that they were full of slots
Who can tell themselves: if there are suddenly eighty-one more people in the family, and they belong to an era that is not at the level of science and technology, how should the living area and living expenses be solved? how to adapt to modern life? How should citizenship be fooled? -- in the end, this is easy to do, and Caroline can solve it: this girl is a talented person who pinches her ID card empty-handed
Feng Longde knew that these eighty-one Teutonic chivalrous knights were all black knights among the deceased, and one of the biggest characteristics of the deceased was that there was no need to eat, drink, and Lazar - otherwise, there would be eighty-one more mouths in the family, so Feng Longde would only have to take this group of extraordinarily large terrorist gangs to rob banks to solve the livelihood problem, and the family's savings and interest were enough for the living expenses of several people, but they could not support the large number of people
The Black Knights, according to the three major classifications of undead creatures, are considered to be a clan of corpse witches, but their strength is not based on the distinction between bast, iron, and steel, but according to the Lord, Sir, Baron, Viscount, Earl, Marquis, The distinction between dukes and emperors resembling titles of nobility, their intelligence is different from that of ordinary corpse witches, but they are as intelligent as humans and lichs, but they are better at hand-to-hand combat and combat skills, and after riding undead horses, the black knights are almost invincible in frontal battle, and the powerful black knights have their own soul armor and soul armament, making them almost invincible.
But none of this is important, the most important thing is the question of their housing and integration into the local environment.
One-third of the eighty-one Teutonic knights were women, and the rest were also Teutonic men, not to mention the cost of living, so many people couldn't just be left in the basement or camped in the yard, right?
Q: What is the probability that a German high school student who earns only on interest on bank deposits will be able to support 81 adults?
A: From the point of view of legal means, it is completely impossible; from the point of view of illegal channels, one can rely on a series of illegal means such as drug trafficking, smuggling, tomb robbery, bank robbery, collection of protection money, robbery, kidnapping, and so on, but the security is extremely low
Not to mention the question of eating: even if they eat and drink because of their status as deceased, they can only be temporarily quit by human beings, but they are intelligent creatures who must be clothed and housed, right?
In the drawing-room, the Teutonic knights were standing, some were sitting on chairs, some were sitting on sofas, and a few great men were sitting on the shoulders of their comrades - and the male knights were sitting on the shoulders of the female knights! All the Teutonic knights were waiting for the next order of His Majesty the King and His Highness the Maggie.
Caroline had no intention of issuing an order: she was in her room pinching the guys' ID cards empty-handed, so it was Feng Longde who decided the next step of the guys' activities.
Von Rond stared at the group of knights' flag captain, Yarman: this flag captain was the most typical Germanic face, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes and hooked nose, just like the handsome SS officer in the old movie. I have to say that the men in the Teutonic Empire are simply one heaven and one underground compared to the so-called "men" who are now admired, and they are also very pure gentlemen, not to mention those crooked things in comparison.
"Yarman, tell me about your personal situation. ”
"Yes, King. Yarman hammered his left chest, "Yarman Arnold Barton, Imperial Military Baron, was a Black Knight Count before he fell asleep, but now he has been reduced to a Black Knight Baron. ”
"I'm not asking this," Feng Longde scratched his head, "what are your specialties or what can you do?" I mean in addition to combat abilities. ”
"I will sing poetry, king. ”
Feng Longde's eyelids jumped, "What did you say?"
"I will sing poetry, king. Yarman's face didn't change - or rather, the deceased who didn't know how many years they had lived had almost forgotten what to do with their expressions, "Before I joined the Order and was reincarnated as a Black Knight, our family was a bard for generations. ”
"Okay, when it's time for Caroline to do her resume, you can tell her all this personal information. Feng Longde didn't know how to complain about this: the owner of such a special soldier-like face was actually a bard? He had the impression that only the members of the Nordic heavy metal rock band would grow into this virtue, "What's the next situation for you." ”
"Your Majesty, I am Bertha Edra Blanche, the Imperial Military Sir, who was a Black Knight Baron before falling asleep, and now a Black Knight Lord. A long-haired female knight also gave a Teutonic salute, "My specialty is accounting, and before I received the knighthood, our family had been merchants for five generations."
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"Report it all to Caroline when the time comes, and she'll be in charge of your identity disguise. After spending a full twenty minutes listening to the self-introduction of these Teutonic chivalrous knights, Feng Longde couldn't get up on the sofa.
Bards, merchants, taverns, and blacksmiths were two-thirds of the people who entered the Teutonic Order, and the rest of the men with noble blood who started out as servants were not much better, and even inferior to their former commoners: they were still adequately known as fishing and hunting
More than four days have passed since the eleventh long holiday, but for Feng Longde, it is simply a full four years - it can be regarded as a thrilling action, and the final harvest is not only a large number of materials from the Teutonic Empire, but also such a large group of Teutonic chivalrous knights who do not know whether to count strange or axial goods
For the whole night, Caroline prepared and distributed eighty-one identity files to everyone: in Tokushima City, there are eighty-one more Teutons, no one will notice, not to mention that they already have a "legitimate" identity - Caroline's mental magic is not learned for nothing, and she went to brainwash the relevant government officials in the middle of the night
The next day, eighty-one Teutonic knights went out to look for jobs and rents with their own identity files and two hundred dollars each of them in their pockets, and these guys were still wearing that armor!
That's fine—these guys have no clothes but the armor on their bodies, and they can't wear the cotton armor and pads inside. In these days, wearing armor is mostly regarded as performance art outside, but if you wear cotton armor and pads, it is easy to misunderstand you as a beggar
The weapons and shields were transported to the basement by Feng Longde and put away, and the materials in the space ring were not taken out, except for the nine that were filled with materials, the last space ring was almost not put on the index finger of his left hand.
For Feng Longde, after returning home after a lot of hard work, the first thing is neither to sleep or eat, but to write, write, and work!
The reality is cruel: it doesn't change because of your situation, and it will continue to be pitted.
The twelve hours of the day were basically spent by writing hard, while Caroline was much more relaxed: Feng Longde was a scholar, and the latter was a scholar, and when Feng Longde still had to flip through the book to read the formula and see the definition, Caroline had already finished her homework to study the university course
Do you say that it is a shame or a shame to be compared to the academic performance of a person who has not been in the modern world for four months?
There were no major events in the next two days of the eleventh long holiday, Feng Longde played games at home after the usual abuse training every day, and Kan Dashan with three dead friends on QQ: These goods began to return to Tokushima City, and sent back some scenic photos, and agreed to make a good fuss after the two goods and four people gathered.
I have to say that after experiencing a three-view ruin, looking at this group of happy second-hand Feng Longde still feels very kind - just such a group of people are in the normal world, and there is a girl in armor next door who is studying materials chemistry and pharmaceutical engineering, and it is estimated that she wants to improve alchemy
Feng Longde turned off the computer, packed up the things he needed to bring back to school, and went to bed, and in the living room, Caroline was quietly watching TV by herself.
In the news channel, the scroll bar at the bottom of the screen floated through the text: "On October 4, a magnitude 5 earthquake occurred in Shenyang Qixing Mountain and caused a huge avalanche, but fortunately no one died"
Caroline's expression did not change in the slightest, but her pupils became a little cold.