The atmosphere in the car was gloomy.
Someone asked Chen Mingyu.
"Boss, what should we do? The old army has been dispersed, and now Commander Li is in trouble. Are we really deserters?"
Chen Mingyu has actually been paying attention to Henry Zhang. He thinks this person is very magical. The car encountered many dangers along the way. Half of his body leaked out and he solved them all. Where did his machine gun come from?
He was very decisive at the critical moment. If they didn't follow at that time, the whole army would be annihilated. Death is an honor for soldiers, but the question is, is their death meaningful?
When he heard a brother asking, Chen Mingyu sighed and said:
"Don't call me boss from now on. I'm a deserter. A lifelong shame. I don't want to die there. It's that simple... You are not. You just followed my orders. I made a major mistake, so I will no longer be Your boss."
The soldiers were very depressed when they heard this and wanted to say something to comfort him, but everyone was depressed and no one spoke in the end.
The car continued to look forward, and a big sign appeared in front of it, which said...Huxin Island Military Camp!
finally reached!
Henry Zhang was a little excited. After walking for a while, he saw the sentry post and soldiers came to check.
Fatty Bai directly reported his name.
"My name is Han Wendong, and I am the young master from the island in the middle of the lake. Han Longxiang is my father. I want to go home now."
"Now the island in the middle of the lake is our combat headquarters. No matter who you are, you have to go through the procedures if you want to enter the island."
"What kind of process?"
"Live in the quarantine area for seven days, then submit an application for admission to the camp. After arriving at the camp, contact your family on the island. Only then will you be able to enter."
The fat man was so speechless. It was so difficult to go home now, so he had no choice but to accept it.
First, everyone got out of the car for inspection, which was very troublesome. Chen Mingyu and the others were holding guns. Henry Zhang didn’t hide it deliberately. They were soldiers anyway.
The inspectors could see it at a glance.
"Comrade, where are you from?"
Chen Mingyu told the truth.
The man was shocked, then frowned and said:
"I know about this. We originally planned to respond, but an hour ago our old leader received a call from Commander Li Zhanlong, saying that the mission failed and all the soldiers and civilians were killed... I didn't expect there to be survivors."
Chen Mingyu clenched the steel gun with both hands and said:
"How is Commander Li Zhanlong doing?"
"Suicide."
Chen Mingyu's hands were trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears.
The guard sighed and said:
"Come with me, I think our commander here might want to see you."
"Who is the commander?"
"Sikong Zhen."
"It's him! Military God Sikong Zhen? He's back on the battlefield too? Isn't the old man over seventy?"
"Yes, our military camp currently has more than 80,000 people gathered, including more than 30 independent regiments, as well as people from divisions and dispatched troops. We experienced a disastrous defeat in the early days of the apocalypse because we were not familiar with the monsters in the apocalypse. Now We have regrouped our troops to clean up the zombies in the city and rescue all survivors!"
As Henry Zhang listened, the memory of the previous life appeared.
This is our city’s counterattack!
The apocalypse broke out half a year later, when Xiao Yang was just about to leave, and two months after leaving, he heard the news that the counterattack had failed, and Sikong Zhen's troops were completely destroyed.
However, they killed almost half of the zombies in the city, destroyed many mutant animals, destroyed many mutant plant zones, and allowed almost 600,000 survivors to escape from their homes, leave the city, and go to other places.
It can be said that they were a true heroic team who played an indispensable role in the early days of the apocalypse and served the people wholeheartedly. Unfortunately, they did not receive military medals after their deaths.
Because they were all soldiers, the guards treated them well and arranged for them to live in a house with a yard. In fact, they were isolated here.
Henry Zhang and the others were civilians and did not ask to see Sikong Zhen. Chen Mingyu could go alone. When they were about to leave, Chen Mingyu suddenly said to the guard:
"His name is Henry Zhang, and he is the boss of our team. We can only escape because of him. If you ask me some things, you may not be able to understand them, so let him go with you."
The guard was a little surprised, but nodded anyway.
Henry Zhang didn't care, he could just go and see the old hero. He was a celebrity in the early days of the apocalypse, and his deeds were praised by many people.
An army must have such righteous people, only then can it build a team that truly serves the people.
It was still far away from Sikong Zhen's headquarters, but it only took twenty minutes to drive. They saw many construction facilities along the way. This place has become a military zone, equipped with various defensive equipment, and is a bridgehead for fighting zombies.
Sikong Zhen's residence was heavily guarded. Although the headquarters was on the island, Sikong Zhen's office was outside the island, showing that he was with the soldiers.
After going through several review levels, they were finally taken to a residential area and saw a short old man with white hair and no wrinkles on his face. He was writing on the table. Next to him, there was a beautiful woman standing. A dignified girl.
Ninety-five points!
Henry Zhang’s old habit happened again, he looked straight.
This woman is very special. She looks very quiet, but also has a heroic spirit. She looks very comfortable. She is the kind of person who has a peaceful and peaceful face. She must be well-educated to have such a temperament.
The old man wrote in calligraphy, and the guards handed Chen Mingyu and Henry Zhang to other people, who should be Sikong Zhen's guards, before they were brought into this room.
After he finished writing the last stroke, Henry Zhang also saw what was written, four big characters, serve the country with loyalty!
He raised his head and happened to meet Henry Zhang's eyes, then looked at Chen Mingyu, then put down his pen and said:
"The team of 20,000 people disappeared in an instant. You are the survivors. You came all the way to me from there. I really want to know what happened and how did those people die?" 33
It was obvious that he was not happy, and he spoke without politeness and got straight to the point.
Chen Mingyu frowned slightly, then glanced at Henry Zhang, and Henry Zhang had no ink marks either.
"According to my experience, it should be a hallucinogenic super mutant plant that releases poisonous mist, causing everyone to hallucinate and think that they are surrounded by enemies and zombies. Of course, they go crazy and kill everywhere. After ten minutes, the poison After the fog effect disappeared, they realized that the people who were hacked to death were their own people. At this time, people and zombies were mixed together in the entire school. The soldiers still wanted to save people, but it was impossible. Fighting with zombies at close range was tantamount to trying to kill a tiger. , the one who dies in the end is himself.”
Sikong Zhen was stunned for a moment. He had been asking people to study what was going on, but no one could explain it clearly. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him could explain it so accurately.
"Talk from experience? It's been nearly four months since the apocalypse broke out, and you've been on the road every day?"
"Yeah, I'm well-informed anyway."
"Young man, you are not very modest."
While Sikong Zhen was talking, the young woman next to him also looked at Henry Zhang, with the same curiosity in her eyes. It was obvious that Henry Zhang had a little interest in her.
"If humility could save the world, I would be willing to be humble until death, but it obviously doesn't work."
"Haha, thorough, somewhat refreshing, and a good personality. What's your name?"
“Kid Henry Zhang, I’ve met the old man.”
Some people died, but not completely...
