Yang Bensheng and Lin Wenjin were discussing the next action with Lang Hua, but they immediately stopped talking when they saw someone coming.
Lang Hua shook his head slightly at them, saying not to worry.
And this attitude of not shying away at all is obviously to accept Haiping as one of his own...
What exactly happened during that half-day in the warehouse? And why did Lang Hua insist on breaking into the group of corpses to save this young man regardless of the danger?
Judging from Lang Hua's expression at that time, the two of them should not be old acquaintances.
Could it be that just because of the words "When the road is rough, draw your sword to help", Lang Hua can put his own life and death aside and even accept such an outsider?
Lin Wenjin has worked hard in society for many years and is extremely accurate in judging people. He believed that Lang Hua was definitely not such a good person.
He even thought that if the time of this trip was not tight, the idea of "waiting for the person to die before taking the weapon" might actually be adopted by Lang Hua...
Lin Wenjin squinted his eyes, but heard Yang Bensheng conclude: "As of today, we have deviated from the planned route by twenty kilometers. This is not the twenty kilometers before the end of the world. It can be easily reached by driving on the highway in half an hour."
"After leaving the Armed Forces and returning westward, we will not only have to pass through an urban area densely populated by corpses again, but our speed may also be reduced by 10% again due to the further evolution of the black corpses."
"How about bypassing the urban area?" Li Liping frowned and joined the discussion, "Detour from the south side of Shashi District 3. I remember that area has long been demolished and deserted due to the 'Reforestation Movement'."
She really didn't want to stay on the other side of the room. Those who had a bad experience with Haiping turned against her too quickly. After Haiping walked away, he cursed, and the words were as unpleasant as possible.
"No," Yang Bensheng shook his head and said, "Let's not mention the lack of shielding in the wild in the apocalypse, and whether there will be more dangers. Just because of this change, we will detour for three more days. In the apocalypse, things are changing rapidly, and dangers are everywhere. , I don’t think we can afford to delay these three days.”
After speaking, Yang Bensheng glanced at Lang Hua, but the latter seemed to be absent-minded.
"Then we'd better go back the way we came. In addition to being familiar with the route, we have also cleaned up the scattered black corpses when we came. In this way, it will be easier to turn back." Lin Wenjin said.
Yang Bensheng and Li Liping looked at each other and nodded to indicate that it was feasible.
The simple decision-making meeting came to an end. Each member should have returned to their respective posts as soon as possible to prepare for the next stage of action, but several people unexpectedly did not move or react.
Lang Hua was tilting his head and thinking about something. Lin Wenjin and Yang Bensheng were looking at Lang Hua, while Li Liping was looking at Yang Bensheng.
Yang Bensheng finally couldn't help it anymore, and he said: "Xiaohua, I know you have always had your own ideas. But even if these people have guns, the good and bad will offset each other, and it will probably not be as difficult as the increase in difficulty along the way."
He looked at Lang Hua: "You...I'm afraid it's not just for the gun."
"I?"
Since Yang Bensheng had already guessed it, Lang Hua naturally did not intend to continue to hide it: "Yes, I do have a reason to come here."
"I have to come here, even if the return trip will become more difficult and dangerous, even if it means sacrificing these people who have just been rescued by us." Lang Hua told them everything they wanted to say next before they could speak.
"In that case, just have your own plan." Yang Bensheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the affirmative answer, "Your Aunt Ping, your Uncle Lin, and I know that you have your own secrets. But some things don't have to be Keep it all in your heart, it doesn’t hurt to say it.”
"Yes, Xiaohua." Li Liping looked at him worriedly: "We are family and will support you."
Lang Hua's fingertips trembled, almost wavering.
If you want to ask what has tortured him the most in the past two years, it is of course this rebirth and the most depressing darkness and truth behind this apocalypse.
But he couldn't tell anyone, couldn't even mention it in the slightest.
These most precious truths are also the heaviest shackles. No one can afford or bear it. He could only bury it all in his heart until the moment when he could be sure of victory appeared, until the day when he could be sure of a comeback came.
The fists hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly by Lang Hua. He took a deep breath, smiled at Yang Bunsheng and the others and said, "Uncle Yang, I will do it. This time, it's just to pick up an old friend."
"By the way, Haiping," Lang Hua turned around, "First tell me what you told me in the warehouse in the afternoon, and then relay it to Uncle Yang and the others. Thank you for your hard work."
"Yes," Haiping nodded to Lang Hua, and then said, "On the afternoon of the second day after Advent Day, I came alone to the Armed Forces Ministry where my father worked. There is a small building nearby, and the second and third floors there are government buildings. The approved staff dormitory, many old guys who retired when my father was in the army live here."
"Veteran?" Lin Wenjin was overjoyed, "That's great. Even veterans who have retired due to injuries are much better than those useless snacks next to them."
"Yes," Yang Bensheng nodded in approval, "Although the reserve force is not as good as the active force, it can indeed provide us with considerable assistance at this stage."
Li Liping and Yang Bensheng looked at each other and said, "We are in urgent need of manpower right now."
"How many are there?" Lin Wenjin's expression gradually became enthusiastic, "Ten? Or twenty?"
"How can there be so many?" Haiping shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Including my father, there are only six veterans in the agency."
"Six?" Lin Wenjin wondered, "Although the agency does not support many idlers, there should be many during the disarmament twenty years ago..."
Yang Bensheng interrupted him: "It must be those young, strong and thoughtful young men who have gone out to start their own businesses to make a living, right?"
Haiping nodded when he saw Yang Bensheng looking at him.
He continued: "Almost all the five uncles and uncles left behind were my father's comrades in arms, and they were injured, so they took a few idle posts in the armed forces. As for the remaining young people in the department, they are all like this I’m a civil servant who was admitted just a few years ago.”
"The two oldest uncles among them are also in the worst health. They were invaded by the black mist on the night of the disaster and were infected with the corpse. Uncle Chen, who was in the same dormitory, reacted fastest and escaped."
"After repelling the black corpses, the remaining three people rescued the two surviving civilian colleagues, and then came directly to guard here. The key to the firearms depot was originally kept by the Minister of Armed Forces, my father. As for the ammunition depot The key is in the hands of Uncle Chen among the three."
"Similarly faced with a disaster, out of a dozen civil servants, only two survived?" Yang Bensheng frowned, "The physical fitness of this generation of young people..."
"What about them? Where are they now?" Lin Wenjin looked at Haiping.
"Originally, we gathered together and killed a lot of black corpses in the past few days. We also hunted crystal nuclei and made some potions to take. After that, they listened to the broadcast and decided to take some weapons on the road and head to the safer place recommended by the government announcement as soon as possible. Suburban areas.”
"I was blinded by hatred and stayed here eager for revenge." At this point, Haiping's voice suddenly became a little deeper, "What happened after that is what you saw."
"It's only the second day of Advent, and you're already hunting down the black corpses?" Lin Qian came to the table and asked in confusion after placing the survivors.
"It's the 'Sirius Prophecy Post'." Lang Hua said suddenly.
"Yes," Haiping nodded. "There is Xiaofeng among the survivors. He likes to visit the Federation Forum. It is said that such a post appeared on the Internet two years ago."
"broadcast?"
Lang Hua still remembers some scenes from his past life - the coalition government issued an evacuation notice, which should have happened after the disaster event escalated again.
But by then many people were already trapped in the city and unable to escape.
It is only the first month of the disaster, and the situation in the post-apocalyptic city has not worsened. Why do they want to warn people...
Since ancient times, official announcements have attached great importance to credibility and cannot tolerate the slightest error. Therefore, speech is more restrictive.
If the official announcement is misleading or even biased, the authority of the coalition government's words and deeds in the future will plummet.
Everything can deviate from the direction, unless... it is also because of the "Sirius Prophecy Post"!
The leaders of the group of congressmen chose to believe the content in the post after comparing it with the current situation and verifying it? Or would you rather make mistakes and keep more surviving fires?
Lang Hua once again re-examined the current situation - now it seems that the coalition government is not all cowardly, short-sighted and useless people...
On the other side at the same time.
The little girl Yang Xiaoxiao walked around Haiping and couldn't stop saying "tsk tsk" in wonder.
She had some resentment in her heart. After all, it was because of such a "guy" that Brother Lang Hua was in danger.
Although it ended peacefully and everyone was happy.
But the incident itself is not worthy of forgiveness.
but……
The little girl rolled her eyes - just now Haiping coldly repelled the group of useless snacks, this scene actually made her a little interested.
What kind of person would he be if he could make Brother Lang Hua sacrifice his life to save him, and even accept him as one of his own?
Some people who have come into contact with Yang Xiaoxiao will be captured by that innocent and cute face, and then show their kindness to her; some will stop looking at her and become wary after being teased by the little girl's naughty temper; some even He will be shocked by her decisive and cruel methods, and then be afraid...
But there are few people who remain unmoved in front of her.
Yang Xiaoxiao walked around in a circle, but Haiping's poker face remained motionless, with no change in expression.
Only when she approached Lang Hua, she was stopped by Haiping on one side.
Yang Xiaoxiao: Huh? Do I look like an outsider?
When Lang Hua saw it, he patted Hai Ping on the shoulder to indicate that it was okay.
But the little girl pouted and refused to give up. When she saw the Tang Hengdao on Haiping's waist, she shook Lang Hua's arm half fondly and half intentionally: "Brother Lang Hua, I also want a sword~"
Lang Hua's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. How could he understand so much? He just said: "Knife? My Mo Dao is so heavy, are you used to it?"
"No," she winked in Hai Ping's direction, "He has so many knives, why don't you ask him to share one with me, okay?"
Haiping frowned at first, then looked at Lang Hua. It was obviously a reluctant but willing attitude.
But this is obviously nonsense. Yang Xiaoxiao is taking the assassin route. What is he doing with a long knife?
Besides, this set of Tang Dao was of great significance to Haiping, how could it be handed over to others so easily.
Lang Hua was in trouble, but fortunately, he was accidentally hit by Lan Xi and solved the dilemma.
"I'll give you my Meishuang Sword," Lan Xi walked to Yang Xiaoxiao and said numbly, "but I agreed to lend it to you, and you have to return it to me when you're done with it."
Yang Xiaoxiao: Me? I……
do what? I'm not really short of swords!
Is my meaning so unclear? Not explicit enough?
Yang Xiaoxiao really wanted to pick up the other person's collar and ask for clarification.
But after all, she took a deep breath and smiled very stiffly: "Ah, thank you, I seem... suddenly I don't need it anymore."
"Oh. Then when you need it, come to me. Others...I won't give it to you."
Lan Xi's every word was full of sincerity, and Yang Xiaoxiao's hands were hanging in the air. It was really either a matter of answering or not.
I don’t know if it’s because they are similar in age, or maybe because they interacted more with each other on Lanjia Street that day. In short, after Lan Xi figured it out, she and Yang Xiaoxiao walked around more, and their relationship was quite close.
But Lan Xi’s emotional intelligence is really...
Yang Xiaoxiao felt a severe headache inexplicably - did she dig a hole and bury herself?
In fact, Lan Xi was not in a happy mood at this time. She could see Hai Ping's behavior as Lang Hua's bodyguard.
This gave her a constant sense of crisis.
Maybe... it's just because someone is taking away my job?
