The fact that the coalition government can solve the air transportation problem for Langya City is already a very real gift. The two people, old and young, had a tacit understanding. They helped each other during the three-day meeting and each gained something.
Smart people don't need to speak too clearly. For Chao Feng, he has fulfilled his promise to "help" Lang Hua before the meeting. Therefore, in the meeting the next day, the confident Secretary-General Chu's smile became brighter and his aura became stronger, gradually taking back the limelight that Song Huaiyin had previously stolen.
The meeting on the last day was actually very boring. Throughout the whole day, each base raised some difficulties, hoping that the Military Control Commission would point out the direction or provide assistance. Chu Feng answered them one by one, with thoughtful politeness and sincere words, so that everyone was satisfied. s answer.
The East Asian war zone is so large that there are hundreds of things, no matter how small they are. But if it were all left to Zhao Feng to step in and solve the problem, he would appear to be too incompetent. So after all the important things were said, everyone realized that the meeting was coming to an end.
On the morning of the fourth day, many base lords bid farewell to Chu Feng and the Qin family and hurriedly went on the road, failing to catch up with the closing speeches after breakfast.
Later, Lang Hua heard that just as he was making big business through the Qinchuan Conference, the area south of the Yangtze River was experiencing a snowstorm that had never been seen in a century. In the violent wind and heavy snow, tens of millions of deformed black corpses emerged from the nest. They had left the area around the two lakes at some point, and were now launching frenzied attacks on human bases in Anhui, Fujian, Guizhou, and Guangxi provinces in both east and west directions.
These radiation monsters, covered with dark red tumors, attack small and medium-sized bases and shelters with poor defenses everywhere, and everywhere they go is stained with blood. In just a few days, thousands of people died, tens of thousands were trapped, and the whole world was shocked.
The news of "Tide of Abnormal Black Corpses" was a hot search topic for a while. The major base lords received distress messages from their jurisdictions one after another, so they had to set off immediately and return to their territories to take charge of the overall situation.
In just one morning, most of the people left. At Cha Feng's request, everything in the closing ceremony was kept simple. After people left the empty auditorium, Cha Feng also said goodbye to everyone and set off back to Beijing. As the nominal chief administrative officer of the Military Control Commission at this time, he urgently needed to return to his post immediately in order to keep abreast of the latest news.
By noon, Lang Hua and others were also preparing to return to Fengwei Mountain. Although he was only gone for five days, for
But I miss this base that I founded with my own hands. Nowadays, changes are happening everywhere. As the deputy city lord of Langya City, Lang Hua must return to the city as soon as possible and sit in the base.
There were not many people who came to see her off before leaving. The Yang and Chen families had already set off. Only Qin Xiaowen and a few familiar Qin family members came to see her off.
"Xiao Wen, you have to take care of yourself while I'm away. Don't get cold or get sick. If you have anything to say to me, please leave a detailed message in the message. I will reply as soon as I see the message."
"You too, Alang." Qin Xiaowen looked at him lovingly, holding the other person's fingers tightly in her palms, as if she was afraid that he would run away if she let go.
"How I want to go with you..."
Lang Hua touched her head and politely declined: "I'm worried because you are weak. In two days, I will send someone over with some special potions to see if you can awaken your abilities after conditioning."
Qin Xiaowen blinked her eyes, with a slight dimple on her cheeks, and said: "As long as Alang protects me, Wen'er will be fine if she doesn't know how to fight."
She suddenly felt sad: "Alang, I really don't know when I will see you next time after we say goodbye today..."
"I will come back to you after I take care of things over there."
Qin Xiaowen nodded slightly and whispered: "Well, don't keep Wen'er waiting for too long, otherwise... I will definitely hide so that you can never find her again..."
"Xiao Wen." "Alang..."
The two of them had a long love for each other, and saw their faces getting closer and closer, and they were about to be unable to help themselves... But someone was already impatient.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Oh, Mr. Lang, how long are you going to hold on to my lady's hand?" Xia Shuang said, "It's windy and snowy, why don't you get out of here so that my lady can go back to the stove."
"Shuang'er, don't be rude to Leader Lang." Lei scolded.
After hearing this, Lang Hua was fine, but Qin Xiaowen suddenly blushed and pulled her hand back as if she was electrocuted.
"Just say a few words to him, and you won't lose a piece of meat." Xia Shuang muttered.
Lei Li was still teaching Xia Shuang: "No, Leader Lang is a guest from afar. Look at what you look like! Go back and receive your punishment."
"Yes." Xia Shuang reluctantly agreed, but in the blink of an eye she saw her brother Xia Qing snickering.
She immediately twisted him and said: "Xia Qing, you have no eyesight. Didn't you see it's snowing? Why don't you put your coat on the lady?"
But before Xia Qing could make a move, Lang Hua had already taken off his cloak and put it on Qin Xiaowen.
Lang Hua stretched out his hand to tie the lace around her neck, then said "I'm leaving", turned around and boarded the helicopter without looking back.
The blades were turning and the wind and snow were flying. Lang Hua and his group of ten people took off and returned home in the same armed helicopter they came from.
In the wind and snow, Qin Xiaowen held on to her cloak and watched the plane fly out of sight and into the clouds.
"Miss." After a long time, Xia Qing advised, "The wind has picked up, come back."
"Well, let's go."
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This time the snowy weather is nationwide. Snow has drifted thousands of miles in the north, causing the entire Qinling Mountains-Huaihe River area to reappear in the cold winter. Looking from a high altitude, the entire ground is a vast expanse of white, and even the tall trees in the mountain jungles are covered in snow.
At high altitude, the Wuzhi cabin door was closed tightly, and the temperature in the cabin was only 2 to 3 degrees. Lin Qian and the young soldiers wrapped in coats lay in front of the window and looked down, lamenting the extreme weather since the New Year from time to time. .
A strong wind hit, and the fuselage continued to shake under the dual effects of the strong wind and the rotation of the blades. Lang Hua sat in the canvas seat with his eyes closed and resting, his body motionless as if he was tightly tied to the chair. Hai Ping said something, and then the little soldiers reluctantly returned to their seats and fastened their five-point seat belts.
Not long after, he felt someone sitting nearby. Lang Hua opened his eyes and found that it was Lin Qian.
"Is something wrong?"
Lin Qian recalled the scene where Lang Hua stirred up trouble at the venue yesterday, and couldn't help but ask: "Did you think about selling potions before you came here?"
"I know I can't hide it from you."
"I guessed you had some plans, but I didn't expect it to be selling medicine."
"What?" Lang Hua chuckled, "Doesn't my temperament match that of a drug dealer?"
"It matches, it matches." Lin Qian burst out laughing and said, "They are all the same."
"This is called the temperament of a wealthy person." Lang Hua added, "For the future."
