Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

Outside the medical tent, Ye Yiming sat on a pony with a 39-degree fever, and had a meeting with several garrison captains who came to report to work.

Qiao Lingxiang went out and went a few steps away to fetch rice porridge for Cen Yi.

I only heard a few brigade captains chattering:

"Should we notify the rest of the community in Xiangcheng to block all the pipes in the house? Take precautions in advance?"

"You have to use the TV station, or you can use the Internet, but this is for Gong Jingye, and he has no way to contact anyone now."

"I said that Gong Jingye's success is more than failure, boss, what do you say?"

Some captains thought that it would be best to let the highest commander of the southern garrison come forward, so that the entire continent would know the best. Otherwise, the garrison in Xiangcheng alone would be too weak to be effective.

Ye Yiming was lowering his head to answer the phone. He felt the dizziness in his head. Hearing what the captain behind him said, Ye Yiming responded to the person on the phone,

"That's it, I don't have enough manpower here."

After speaking, Ye Yiming hung up the phone, frowned and said:

"I remember Fanyou said that there is a talented man with a particularly good writing style. He is the son of Wen Hongtu. Let him sort out the precautions first, and then send it to the boss. Everyone should pay attention to it, but this In this case, it is estimated that there is no use, it is better than nothing."

The garrison leaders in the southern region have long known what happened in Xiangcheng, but to be honest, Xiangcheng is not the only city that has problems now.

Seeing Ye Yiming's lack of energy, he said:

"I just received a call. In addition to Xiangcheng, NA City next door also has a mutating virus. Don't worry, we didn't pass it on."

The first generation of infected people in NA City appeared later than Xiangcheng, but it is said that the speed of transmission is faster than Xiangcheng, and the infection rate is only one in ten million. Billions of people in the world will have to appear A few first-generation infected people, it's not too simple.

Therefore, this disaster must not only be a hot spot in Xiangcheng, but Xiangcheng was the first to be popular in the hot search. I don't know what the scene is like.

Ye Yiming sighed again:

"The supreme commander of the garrison of NA City just called me to ask me to borrow the garrison. I have a fart garrison loan, and I am almost at a loss here."

After hearing Ye Yiming's words, all the captains' expressions became serious, and someone muttered softly,

"What happened? We have worked so hard for so long, but our Xiangcheng is still under control, and this mutating virus has appeared in NA City. Can they handle it?"

There is a heavy sense of sadness that hangs over the hearts of all the garrison captains. Everyone knows that the reason why they can maintain this relaxed state is because they have Qiao Ayaka.

Although zombie mice are hard to kill, so far, not a single garrison in Xiangcheng has died.

But what about NA City? You don't need to ask hard, you can probably guess what kind of tragic situation it was.

It's no wonder that NA City is still looking for Ye Yiming to garrison. Without Qiao Lingxiang, the death rate of both the garrison and the civilians is very high.

Only when the life of the garrison is saved can the lives of the civilians be saved. Those unarmed ordinary people can be isolated for 72 hours and then leave the city unscathed.

And all of this, the supreme commander of the garrison of NA City, thought that Ye Yiming had done it by himself.

Unless Qiao Ayaka is used to get there, NA City will be a pile of bones sooner or later.

Thinking of this, some of the captains looked at Ye Yiming, and some looked back at Qiao Lingxiang. To be honest, borrowing Qiao Lingxiang away is tantamount to borrowing the life of Xiangcheng's garrison.

Besides, Qiao Lingxiang is not an item, so where can she borrow it?

Almost 300,000 people have already left Xiangcheng, and the garrison is sticking here, and they are stepping up the speed to seal the manhole cover, but everyone knows that this is only temporary.

The rats are continuing to reproduce in the ground where the garrison cannot search. After the spring, there will definitely be an outbreak.

If Qiao Lingxiang couldn't keep it, she would lose the lives of the Xiangcheng garrison, and at most it would just increase the rations for the zombie rats to reproduce.

For a while, the open space fell silent.

I also heard someone lift up their spirits and say with a hippie smile on purpose:

"Fuck me, Wen Hongtu's son, tell us earlier, we can take Wen Hongtu's son as a hostage, and ask Wen Hongtu to bring us some supplies."

"Okay, I'll just write a blackmail letter, take care of the wool, and say, if Wen Hongtu doesn't send us supplies, we'll cook his son and eat him."

Several captains immediately became excited, each of them looked like a bandit, let's enjoy themselves in time, no matter whether he is a soldier or a thief, this time has already come, so naturally he is so happy.

All of a sudden, the entire Xiangcheng garrison's highest combat meeting immediately turned upside down and turned into how to write a blackmail letter to Wen Hongtu. Qiao Lingxiang, who was queuing up to receive rice porridge, couldn't help laughing.

The white rice porridge was delivered from the Xiangcheng East Headquarters. Two wounded garrisons were helping to deliver the porridge. Someone saw Qiao Lingxiang, who was at the end of the line, and hurriedly raised a large pot and spoon, and shouted:

"Dr. Qiao, Dr. Qiao, come on, I'll call you first."

Qiao Lingxiang, who lined up neatly, immediately shook her hands, blushed slightly, and said:

"No, I'll just line up, no need."

"You're welcome, Dr. Qiao, you are in front of me, come on."

At the front of the line to get the porridge, a few guards turned their heads and waved to Qiao Lingxiang, very enthusiastically asking her to jump in line.

Qiao Lingxiang kept waving her hands, blushing from everyone's enthusiasm.

On the side, seeing Qiao Ayaka who had already taken off her mask, Da Zuo shouted,

"Doctor Qiao, look here!"

Qiao Lingxiang turned her head and looked over. Before she could see what Dazuo was holding in her hand, Dazuo happily shouted:

"Ah, I caught it, it looks so good."

what? Qiao Lingxiang squinted her eyes, only to realize that the big left hand was holding a mobile phone, and the surrounding garrison immediately shouted excitedly:

"Does it look good? Send me, send me, Da Zuo, send me."

"Send it to the group, and we will download it ourselves."

Some people gloated and said:

"Da Zuo, be careful, Captain Cen is right behind us."

"I'll go, he has the ability, come and cut me."

Da Zuo looked back at the medical tent, and felt that it was impossible. There were tents in the team to rest, and Cen was invulnerable and would not be injured, so he would not go into the medical tent at all.

At this time, Cen Yi was sleeping on Qiao Lingxiang's small table. He felt the phone ringing in his combat vest. He took it out and saw that it was Fanyou who had pulled him into a garrison spanking group.

In the group, Da Zuo posted a photo of Qiao Lingxiang blushing.

Everyone's reaction to Joe Ayaka's photo,

Da Zuo: It’s so beautiful, I want to take more pictures.

Cen Yi: The person who took the photo deserves to die!

Lu Zhengqing: Hurry up and save, I'm going to make a screensaver.

Qiao Yuelan: Is this me? Who secretly took my picture again?