I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

　　 Bai Ge nodded with embarrassment. If there is no dog tag location, there is only one result.

　　 The dog tag was swallowed by a mutant beast, or it was completely destroyed.

　　 Wang Tianjiao sighed. If the body is not found and there is no dog tag, the final result will be a unified cremation, and because there is no identification, Lao Zhang will eventually be considered missing.

　　 Family members can’t get even a little bit of compensation.

　　 The atmosphere among the people is gradually solidifying, and the grief and desolation make people feel depressed.

　　 "Okay, take the brothers home first, Baige, you take someone to cremate the brothers first, Jiang Liu and I will go back to collect the relics." Wang Tianjiao ordered.

　　……

　　 Nightingale team station, Wang Tianjiao took out a cigarette again after returning to the station, and his yellowed fingers trembled slightly between the cigarettes.

　　 "Boy, in our business, we will live today and die tomorrow. Just look at some things."

　　 It is clearly that you are the most invisible, Jiang Liu looked at Wang Tianjiao's expression and sighed.

　　Wang Tianjiao took a deep breath. He took Jiang Liu to Wu Zheng's room. As the door was opened, a faint sour smell came from it.

　　 "Fuck, Wu Zheng throws socks away again! Just let him wash the socks..."

　　Wang Tianjiao said half of his words abruptly and went back.

　　 With a strong smile on his shaggy face, "Look at me, you thought Wu Zheng is alive."

　　 Jiang Liu was silent. Although he had just joined the special operations team, he had had several contacts with Wu Zheng.

　　 This sturdy and honest man left a deep impression on him, especially when Wang Tianjiao was injured that time, Wu Zheng almost didn't kneel down to save Wang Tianjiao.

　　 Jiangliu sniffed, for some reason he felt a bit sore in his nose.

　　 He observed this room carefully. The room was quite messy. There were bottles and jars on the table in the living room, half of the canned food and a few pieces of dried meat wrapped in it.

　　 In the corner of the room are various portable one-handed barbells and various weapon accessories, which are neatly arranged together, in sharp contrast with the clutter on the table.

　　 It can be seen that Wu Zheng seems to take care of these things.

　　 This room is not big, except for the desk and various training tools, there is only one bed. The quilt is neatly stacked on the head of the bed, and the foot of the bed is a socks that only exudes smell.

　　Wang Tianjiao looked at the room and sighed. Compared with other professionals, Wu Zheng's life can be said to be quite barren. The jerky should be prepared for his younger sister, and Wu Zheng himself is not willing to eat it.

　　 The high risk and high death of the special operations team determines that they can also have a high salary.

　　 After all, with such a high mortality rate, if the money is not enough, then it is really only a fool to join.

　　 Take Jiang Liu himself as an example. His current salary is 10,000 bucks a month, which is just a new job.

　　 Wu Zheng’s monthly salary is much higher than Jiang Liu’s, at least 30,000 coins, but he doesn’t have any luxury in his room, not even a **** puppet.

　　 Jiang Liu felt quite puzzled.

　　 Wang Tianjiao sat down on Wu Zheng's bed, and casually threw the stinky socks underneath his **** aside.

"I didn't tell you about Wu Zheng before, did I? I just take this opportunity to tell you." Wang Tianjiao laughed at herself. "Maybe I will die someday, but nobody really knows about Wu Zheng. NS."

　　 Jiang Liu scratched his head secretly, he was a little puzzled.

　　 Why do you have to stand up one by one? !

　　 Don’t know if you can’t just talk nonsense.

　　The king team really does not leave the smoke, and he lit himself one cigarette at a time, accompanied by the blue-gray smoke drifting, and the haunting smoke gradually enveloped the room.

　　 Wang Tianjiao's expression was covered by smoke, and the story about Wu Zheng came from him.

　　 "Wu Zheng, this kid was just like you back then, when he and his sister were wandering on the surface. At that time, I just joined the Nightingale team not long ago."

　　 "At that time, it happened to have completed a mission. Originally, we were preparing to evacuate, and Wu Zheng rushed out with his sister."

　　 "Wu Zheng when he was a child, his eyes were clear. Although he was dark and skinny like a monkey, his eyes were really beautiful."

　　 Wang Tianjiao seemed to be caught in a certain memory, his eye sockets gradually moistened.

　　 "I didn't know what I was thinking at the time. I brought the siblings back regardless of the captain's opposition. In the end, let alone, Wu Zheng really has the talent of a professional."

　　 "What about his sister?" Jiang Liu asked, looking up.

　　 Wang Tianjiao took a hard breath, and the smoke dragon ejected from his mouth.

　　 "It's lying in the hospital." Wang Tianjiao's expression became more complicated: "Six years ago, Wu Zheng, this kid went to exterminate the peripheral members of Eye of Heaven, but let the other party run away. Later, this guy found Wu Zheng's home address..."

　　Wang Tianjiao didn't continue, he sighed softly, and while sitting on the bed, he covered his face with his hands and slowly bent over.

　　 "Later Wu Zheng was hospitalized, and she has not been discharged so far. She needs a relatively large amount of money every year. Almost all the money for this kid is handed over to the hospital."

After Jiang Liu heard this, there are countless joys and sorrows that happen every day in this world. Some people die, some people get married and some are widowed in the middle of life. .

　　 "I told you a bit too much." Wang Tianjiao sniffed, he got up and looked at the house in front of him carefully, not letting go of a single trace, as if he wanted to imprint it in his mind.

　　 "Okay, let's start packing up, all personal belongings in the room are packed up and put in the utility room." Wang Tianjiao paused: "Wu Zheng's barbells are put in my room."

　　 After a long time, I was still a labor force.

　　 Jiangliu started to act and threw Wu Zheng's stinky socks into the trash can with no expression.

　　……

　　 The A-level beast tide came to an end, and the members of the Nightingale Special Operations Team dropped from twelve to seven.

　　 The atmosphere of the whole team is slightly depressed, and it is estimated that it will take a long time to recover. As Jiang Liu, who has just joined the team, his recent life has been quite busy.

　　 Nightingale team has been reduced by nearly half, but the work they are responsible for has not diminished at all. Nowadays, one person is doing what used to be two people.

　　 Patrols in the morning and training in the afternoon. In the evening, he needs to build equipment. Jiang Liu's life is quite full, but he likes this kind of life.

　　 After seeing the strength of the S-rank professional, Jiang Liu became more and more eager to gain strength. Only when he has enough power can he protect himself.

　　 "Jiang Liu, urgent task, come to the living room quickly."

　　 In the manufacturing room, the sweaty Jiang Liu randomly wiped the sweat off his body with a towel. He threw the half-forged weapon in his hand directly into the waste bucket, and then hurried to the ground.

　　 When he came upstairs, the pigeon was fully armed.

　　 "To make a long story short, our mission this time is to wipe out a few members of Eye of Heaven and set off immediately."