"Brother-in-law, why did you come back so early today, did you not have a mission today?" A young woman in a white sportswear stood at the door of a villa and saw a man getting out of the car, flying like a white dove.

If Lu Ziming was here, he would be able to recognize this man as Wei Ming at a glance, although Wei Ming's appearance has not changed much, but his temperament has been completely different, calm, resolute and with a hint of coercion, and a two-star bar on his shoulder shows that he is already a second lieutenant.

Wei Ming stretched out his hand and patted the top of the woman's head and said, "Rumei, didn't you go to work today? What about your sister and father-in-law? I have something to say."

The woman's name is Li Rumei, and she is Lu Ziming's high school alumnus, but even if Lu Ziming is standing in front of Li Rumei now, he can't recognize Li Rumei who he had seen in the villa at a hazy glance that night.

Li Rumei took Wei Ming's arm and said coquettishly: "Why do you always ask me to go to work, it's not fun to go to work at all."

Since the outbreak of the virus, the school has long been closed, and even if there are schools, they can't recruit students, and no one has the heart to study anymore for three meals a day, but there are a few schools that teach martial arts that are particularly prosperous.

At the Nanyang base, everything revolves around the army, and there are also several civilian armed forces supported by the army, searching for supplies around the city, and finally supplying them to the army, and there is no time to form its own social ecosystem.

Wei Ming looked at the somewhat clingy sister-in-law, and smiled bitterly in his heart, if he didn't go to work, there would be no food supply, and his salary in the army was only enough to support his wife, Wei Ming's wife was of course Li Rumei's sister Li Qiujing. Fortunately, his father-in-law Wei Ming found an intelligence gathering job in the army, and the family could barely maintain, otherwise he would have been hungry a long time ago.

In fact, Wei Ming didn't want the sisters to go to work, except for a very few places in the army where women were needed, women had become synonymous with burdensomeness, and those secretarial positions that looked good in the army were actually the lovers of high-ranking officials, Wei Ming didn't want the sisters to become playthings in other people's beds, so they could only work hard with Li Zheng.

"If only the sisters could become superpowers", an unrealistic idea flashed through Wei Ming's mind, it was not impossible for the sisters to become superpowers, but the price was too great.

Ordinary people do not need to be scratched by zombies to become superpowers, and people who are struggling on the verge of life and death can also self-awaken.

He knew that the military had mastered a technique called inoculation, which was actually similar to being scratched by zombies, but the difference was that the success rate was higher.

Of course, this is compared with being scratched by zombies, inoculation technology and human treatment of smallpox technology is similar, is the use of viruses in zombies for culture, after removing some harmful viruses, the so-called low-toxicity vaccination into the body of ordinary people, so as to stimulate the potential of the human body to achieve the effect of self-awakening, the success rate of this technology is three to forty percent, which is more than twice as high as the self-awakening after being scratched by zombies, but it is still dangerous, and many people die on the road to becoming superhumans.

The price of the vaccinated drugs is extremely expensive, and with the little military merit points that Wei Ming has accumulated, he can only make one of the sisters really yàn once, and at the same time take the risk of becoming zombies, Wei Ming doesn't dare to think about the consequences of the sisters becoming zombies.

"Brother-in-law, is there any big action in the military, I saw a lot of military vehicles leaving the barracks?"

"Go in and say!" Wei Ming and Li Rumei walked into the villa.

This used to be a villa area on the outskirts of Nanyang, but now it has become the family area of the super camp, where more than 300 super soldiers and their families live, which can be regarded as the best residence in the Nanyang base.

"Father-in-law, you're also at home!" Wei Ming walked into the room and saw Li Zheng who was packing his luggage.

Li Zheng didn't raise his head, continued to pack his things, and said, "Well, you're going to set off too!"

Wei Ming said strangely: "Father-in-law, what are you doing packing your things? Isn't it just a war? We will be back soon."

"Come back!" Li Zheng raised his head, put down the things in his hand and said, "Do you think we can still come back?"

Wei Ming was stunned for a moment, Li Zheng's tone was a little wrong today, and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong with my father-in-law, did you hear any news?"

"There is no news, but there is a bad result", Li Zheng sat on the chair, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Wei Ming and said: "You attacked the zombies in Nanyang City the day after tomorrow, didn't you think about the worst consequences?"

"Consequences!" Wei Ming was stunned by Li Zheng: "What is the worst consequence, what will be the consequences, father-in-law! What do you want to say?" Wei Ming knew that Li Zheng worked in the intelligence department and was much better informed than himself, so he must have heard some bad news.

Li Zheng flicked off the cigarette ash in his hand and found his two daughters standing at the door eavesdropping, so he pointed to the chair in front of him and said, "If you want to listen, come in and listen, there's nothing to hide." ”

"Dad, what do you mean by what you just said, don't scare us", Li Qiujing walked to Li Zheng's side and massaged his father's shoulder.

"Scare, did you see that I scared you before?" Li Zheng snuffed out a cigarette, and lit another cigarette irritably: "The army has issued an order to attack Nanyang City, Wei Ming should have received the order to pull out, the time is tomorrow morning, why do you think I should pack up and salute."

Wei Ming was slightly stunned, as a student of Li Zheng, he quickly understood what Li Zheng meant: "Father-in-law, are you saying that this battle is impossible to win?

Li Zheng nodded approvingly: "We used to be engaged in journalism, and we had nothing to do with the military, but the development of events between the two is inextricably linked. Fighting a war requires strategy, planning, and implementation, and journalists investigate and report on the development of the situation, so as to predict the possibility of the development of the ......!"

Journalists have a keen ability to observe, and in addition to the fact that he has been exposed to a large amount of information in the intelligence department during this time, Li Zheng feels deeply worried, and even a little afraid.

"Dad, what do you want to say?" Li Qiujing was a little anxious.

"The Battle of Nanyang will inevitably fail, and the military department regards the government as higher than a qiē, and it has to do any National Day gifts, completely ignoring the actual situation in the Nanyang area, and even more so not putting forward the correct consideration of the construction of the real room", Li Zheng threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and said: " I saw an operational plan drawn up by the actual office and the intelligence department, which was completely different from the operational plan proposed by the division headquarters, and in order to completely liberate Nanyang City, it would require the full cooperation of at least 100,000 men from three mechanized divisions within a month, rather than a partial battle in two or three days. ”