Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

Chapter 248 Fearsome Young Generation

Chapter 248 Fearsome Young Generation

In the big tent, Qiao Lingxiang was passing by with a box of salt water in her arms. Hearing Fanyou's words, she didn't have any other thoughts. She just walked over, took out a bottle of salt water from the box, and asked Fanyou to hold it. She squatted down, Hang water for Mu Wenbin who was sitting on the stool.

By the way, give him some physical energy.

Hearing Mu Wenbin scolding Wen Yuansi again, Qiao Lingxiang said:

"Although he can't help me much, but he is a talented person in our school. He publishes blackboard newspapers, acts as a program host, and is very good at writing articles. How about letting him do something he can do? It’s not a problem to vomit all the time here.”

Obediently holding the salt water bottle, Fanyou immediately flattered Qiao Lingxiang,

"Success, let him go to the highway to shout, and make some publicity to praise our garrison. Alas, you don't know, Dr. Qiao, the image of our garrison is bad now, and any gossip can be used to slander us. That stupid grandson of Gong Jingye pretended to be dead again, instead of helping us clear up these rumors."

Mu Wenbin became a little bit more energetic, and sat on the stool obediently, echoing:

"Just let Wen Yuansi go to the highway to do publicity. His father has made us miserable. He should also do something for the image of the garrison."

The two hard-bodied captains, with a bit of a dog-legged nature, immediately ordered a few junior garrisons under their command to put Wen Yuansi, who was vomiting outside the tent, on the highway, and asked him to go to the civilian crowd to praise the garrison.

Wen Yuansi couldn't laugh or cry.

I had no choice but to find a loudspeaker, stand by the power grid, and repeatedly said good things about the garrison.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and 72 hours was coming soon. Outside the community infested with zombies and rats, Ye Yiming was discussing the attack plan with his team leader.

Although Cen Yi and Lu Zhengqing have rushed into the community, they can't leave everything to the two garrison boys to finish. Specifically, if there are any survivors in the community, and the degree of casualties, they must send people in. A little screening.

At this time, Ye Yiming received a call from the supreme commander of the southern garrison.

The supreme commander of the southern garrison first asked Ye Yiming about the casualties on the phone, and when he learned that no one had died, the southern garrison boss said strangely:

"Didn't you say there were a lot of injuries? Why hasn't the death rate come out yet? Ah Ming, I'll kill you if you lie about it."

"Hey, what are you doing to hide from you, I am stationed in Xiangcheng, everyone is brave and good at fighting, no one sacrificed, you are disappointed, right?"

Ye Yiming was beaming with joy when he said it, making the southern garrison chiefs happy too.

Just listen to the southern boss say on the phone:

"Okay, you're dishonest, and I don't know if you like to talk or not."

After a pause, the southern boss said again:

"Let's garrison, the younger generation is terrible. You can do it freely, and nothing else can help you, but as long as I am here, you will be shot on the spot, and you will not be able to go to Xiangcheng."

It's too difficult, the whole south is closed layer by layer, and now it's locked.

The appearance of mutated mice made the entire southern region tense, but at the same time, the problems of energy depletion and lack of supplies became more and more serious, and this was not just a problem in Xiangcheng.

It's a continent-wide problem.

It's possible that after this winter, the garrison system won't even be able to issue spring uniforms, let alone support materials for Ye Yiming.

Ye Yiming pretended that he couldn't hear the apology in the tone of the southern boss. He didn't need an apology from his immediate superior. In this difficult world, the southern boss might have had an even harder time than him.

It is enough for Ye Yiming to give him the penalty of being shot by the central system.

In the cold wind, his eye sockets were a little hot, and he continued to laugh with the big brother for a while, wondering if he would have this fate next time, and he would fight with his big brother.

All the unspeakable sadness was buried deep in each other's hearts in a few words of laughter and cursing, like two heroes facing life and death, but still talking and laughing happily.

Then, Ye Yiming, who was finished, hung up the boss's phone. He lowered his head, put his hands on the front of the car, and looked at the plan map of the community spread on the front of the car with moist eyes.

The captains next to them didn't know whether to speak or what to say at this time.

Ye Yiming patted the front of the car, stood up straight, stretched in the cold wind, turned around, looked at the gate of the community, took out his mobile phone, and called Cen Yi.

Cen Yi has already reached the inside of the community.

Behind him was Lu Zhengqing who was making soy sauce, and there were mice, big and small, rushing towards him all around, and they were cut into several pieces by Cen's flying knives flying around.

After receiving a call from Ye Yiming, Cen Yizheng was killing mice and was in high spirits. He said impatiently into the headset:

"What are you doing? Say what you have to say, and let go of your fart."

"Tsk tsk, what's your attitude? The wings are stiff, and the officer stopped barking again."

Ye Yiming's voice has always been playful. When he is not swearing, he feels very indecent and obscene. I heard him say on the phone again:

"Don't forget, your sister is still in my hands, you should treat me better."

Threatening him with Ayaka again! Cen Yi was a little annoyed, he took a breath and said:

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Ye Yiming laughed out loud, this brat can't teach him no matter what, I reminded him a hundred and eighty times, don't teach others to see their own weaknesses, don't teach others to see their own weaknesses!

Cen Yi still didn't learn.

The snow fell from the sky again, Ye Yiming laughed haha ​​while holding the phone, he said to Cen Yi on the phone with a funny face:

"Wolf cub, I ask you, how many people are standardly equipped for a garrison camp?"

Cen Yi replied without hesitation:

"5000 to 10000."

"How many garrison camps in a city?"

"Bring special garrison battalions, five in total, one camp in each direction of southeast, northwest."

"Let me ask you again, how many garrisons are there in Xiangcheng? How many counties and villages are there outside Xiangcheng, and how big is it? How many civilians?"

Cen Yi: "."

Cen Yi couldn't answer this question, because there are too many to count.

Ye Yiming lit a cigarette, held his mobile phone, and said with a smile:

"When Gong Jingye called me and asked me to unblock Xiangcheng, I felt that something was wrong, but Gong Jingye said that he was responsible for the problem. Who is responsible? Hahaha, now no one can be responsible, wolf cub, in the end In the end, we can only be responsible for the garrison. What are we responsible for? Responsible for death, responsible for taking our own life, and ensuring the safety of human beings' final lives."

No matter how much he looks like a local hooligan, as early as the second time when Xiangcheng was blocked, Ye Yiming considered that the virus had leaked out.

Not only he has considered it, I believe Gong Jingye and many experts have considered it.

With the sea and sky outside, and the size of the area, this matter is too big. No one dares to speak out. Once it is said, it may be an extreme turmoil.

I have a headache from the cold, and I will send you a video of the icicles on the ground later, and I will shoot them!

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