When we returned to the base, it was already past three in the morning. At this time, most of the lights in the villa area had already been turned off, and there were only military vehicles on the dark road lighting up the road ahead.
In the situation of resource shortage, even if Zhang Qingyun has collected enough resources, he can still save money and control consumption in base management.
At 8:30 every night, except for the military barracks and villas No. 1 and 2, the power is cut off on time in the places where survivors live. Whether they are cadres, formal residents or informal, they must abide by the rules of the base.
At this time, the villa on the top of the mountain was brightly lit. Seeing that the whole family was anxiously waiting for him to come back, and his parents also had worried faces, Zhang Qingyun had no choice but to comfort his parents first and let the elders and the younger sister go back to sleep first.
"How is the treatment of the wounded going?"
At this time, Zhang Qingyun couldn't care less about rest. Chen Yafei changed into a set of clean clothes and asked, "Bing'er has passed?"
Liu Haimei wiped her face and hands, and Chen Yafei unbuttoned her clothes and said, "I went, and I also met the doctors. I seem to know the old man who is the leader."
Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "It's not surprising, Bing'er is the chief physician of the first hospital, and Mr. Yuan is the vice president. How can you not recognize me?"
"Have you seen them?"
"Hiss~"
Zhang Qingyun looked at his already purple waist and said with a grin: "You bitch, you are rebelling."
Chen Yafei would not be afraid of him, and she could tell who Zhang Qingyun was asking. This heartless person brought back three women after just one trip! What a playboy!
"Humph, you can do it, old man. We are scared at home, lest you be in any danger. Hello, you have been away for three days and you have brought us three more sisters. This little girl is really devoted to you~"
Zhang Qingyun felt nothing when listening to Chen Yafei's eccentricity. He glanced at Liu Haimei next to him. This woman didn't have any expression, but Zhang Qingyun probably didn't have anything nice to say.
But who is he? As long as he is thick-skinned enough, some monsters can do anything to him.
"Hey, I'm not too kind-hearted, and I'm so handsome. I can't help it. When I see those weak and pitiful women suffering in the last days, I can't help but want to save them from the fire~"
Listening to Zhang Qingyun's shameless words, the two women looked disgusted. Chen Yafei said unceremoniously: "Shameless, I'm going to puke."
"Hey, how about it, where are they?"
Before Chen Yafei could say anything, Pu Zhiyan and Hong Zhenying ran downstairs quickly.
"Oppa, you are finally back. Zhiyan is so worried about you."
Pu Zhiyan, who was covered in fragrance, flew into Zhang Qingyun's arms. Feeling the softness in his arms, Zhang Qingyun felt very relieved, but soon he felt the murderous aura coming from behind him.
"Okay, okay, come down quickly, what are you talking about~"
Zhang Qingyun coughed dryly and put Pu Zhiyan down. Can smiled and took her hand, called Hong Zhenying over, and said to Chen Yafei:
"Well, I don't need to introduce them. The songs you two listen to every day are all sung by them."
Pu Zhiyan's behavior just now made Chen Yafei and Liu Haimei a little unhappy, but they still endured it.
"No introduction is needed, we know better than you."
With that said, Chen Yafei and Liu Haimei glared at Zhang Qingyun, smiled and walked to the two women and began to introduce each other familiarly.
"What about Qin Qiaoqiao? Why haven't you seen her?"
"She and Bing'er are over at Villa No. 61."
"oh."
Seeing the four women chatting quickly, Zhang Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and expressed his helplessness. He really couldn't figure out what these women were thinking. They were not happy just now, but now they are as good as sisters they have not seen for many years.
"Ding, congratulations to the master for completing the third side mission. The mission rewards two barracks. They have been placed in the warehouse and can be accessed at any time."
Sitting on the sofa and listening to the news in his mind, Zhang Qingyun comfortably drank a glass of vodka with ice, feeling the burning sensation on the tip of his tongue, and nodded with satisfaction.
"How many survivors have been brought back these days?"
Zhang Qingyun casually interrupted the four women who were chatting, and Chen Yafei immediately said: "The total number of survivors rescued in the three days since you left is 32,000."
Chen Yafei came over and sat next to Zhang Qingyun and said: "During this period, there were a large number of survivors every day. Most of them were brought back by Battalion Commander Wang, and a small number of them spontaneously formed small groups."
"Anyway, our base is in chaos during this period. The more people there are, the more troubles there are. There are too few formal residents, most of them are informal, and they all live in the community at the foot of the mountain. From time to time, rape or prostitution will happen..."
Zhang Qingyun nodded. As a man, he understood very well that in this post-apocalyptic situation of mental pressure and tension, many things needed to be vented, and some violent and voluntary things often happened.
"It's okay, just deal with it slowly in the rest of the time."
Chen Yafei said with some worry: "You'd better discuss it with Battalion Commander Wang as soon as possible. It seems that there is only one area left in Lu District that has not been raided. Battalion Commander Wang said that we will decide on the details after you come back."
"Well, I understand."
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Early the next morning.
The sky was overcast and drizzle fell. The entire land was shrouded in gray sky, exuding a sense of silence and solemnity. The raindrops hit the muddy ground, making a dull sound, making this morning even more cold and quiet.
At this time, in the back mountain, square stone tablets were erected neatly in the valley. Each stone tablet was engraved with each sacrificed soldier and a gray photo. The identity of each soldier was also placed on the pedestal. Nameplate and firearm used in front of the body.
In the rain, Zhang Qingyun was dressed in a neat military uniform, and his tall figure looked even more determined in the rain. His eyes are deep and bright, like stars in the cold winter, shining with perseverance.
Behind him, two battalions of troops were arranged neatly and with strict discipline, their eyes focused on the commander. The faces of the soldiers showed not only admiration, but also respect and memory for the soldiers who died in the war.
"Bob, bring it up."
Zhang Qingyun's low and penetrating voice came out, and Bob held a huge rat head in one hand and placed it at Zhang Qingyun's feet. And this is the head of the Rat King. Today he will use the head of the Rat King to pay tribute to his comrades who died in the battle between the rats.
Zhang Qingyun looked around, and the scene in front of him made him feel a surge of complicated emotions. He cleared his throat and began to speak in a deep and firm voice: "Today, we are gathered here to express our highest respect to these warriors who sacrificed their lives heroically for survival and for us to survive in this end of the world."
His voice echoed in the rain, passed through the woods, and drifted across the river. Every word pierced everyone's heart like a knife. The soldiers lowered their heads and paid silent tribute to the fallen heroes.
"They are our role models. Their sacrifice has brought us peace and tranquility today. We must always remember them and pass on their spirit." Zhang Qingyun's words floated in the rain, with endless respect and nostalgia.
Then, he led all the soldiers to bow three times in the direction of the tombstone. On the right side of the army, soldiers from a company fired into the air. They were sending their last journey to their comrades who had been together day and night.
