Military conference room.
The sun had set at this time, but the conference room was brightly lit.
There is a long table, with people on both sides sitting upright, with military ranks shining on their shoulders. These people hold a pivotal position in the Y City army.
At the main seat, a middle-aged officer was looking attentively at the big screen, which was playing a video. On his shoulders, the epaulettes representing the colonel shone brightly under the light.
This video records the current situation of City Y. It was filmed by a helicopter from the air. From this perspective, the once prosperous city has become devastated.
As the camera moves, blood stains can be seen everywhere on the street, as well as zombies wandering around!
In the buildings on both sides, many survivors opened their windows, leaned their upper bodies out of the windows, waved desperately at the camera, and kept shouting something.
In the end, the picture is fixed on these survivors, and trust and hope can be read in their eyes.
"Okay, have you finished reading it? Let me know what you think." The middle-aged officer in charge said, he is the leader of this military division, Xu Weimin!
"Chief, I think the rescue needs to be considered in the long term. As you can see, the number of zombies in the city has reached an alarming number!" an officer said first.
The officer's statement broke the tranquility of the conference room, like throwing a pebble on a calm lake. For a while, the officers in the conference room began to explain their views.
"What's wrong with so many zombies? Do we have to choose to retreat in the face of difficulties?"
"This is not a question of whether to retreat or not. It is really too reckless to send troops like this. Now due to certain factors, the terrain is changing every day, and there are also those mutated beasts. If we don't make a careful plan, not only will the rescue fail, but Maybe we’ll never come back!”
"Yes, communication is also a problem now. Due to the interference of the unknown magnetic field, all long-distance communication methods have failed now. If troops are dispatched, how will the command problem be solved?"
All the officers expressed their opinions, and they had no objections to the rescue, but most of them opposed sending troops immediately.
However, although these people were all expounding their opinions, their eyes fell on Xu Weimin vaguely. Their opinions were just opinions after all, and the final result still had to be decided by the chief.
Xu Weimin stood up, holding the conference table with both hands, and leaned forward slightly. With his movement, the sounds in the conference room gradually stopped, and the air became calm again.
They knew that the chief was going to take a stand!
"I know all the problems you are talking about. You are all my soldiers. Everyone in the army is my soldier! If possible, I also want to avoid casualties as much as possible, but there is really not much time. It's over! These people are trapped in the shelter. Look at their sallow faces and thin skin. Do you think they will have enough food? How long do you think they can sustain it?"
"Look again, what's in the eyes of these people? It's trust! It's hope! They put all their hopes on us, how can we back down?"
"Among these people are old people and children. They are the ones we should protect with our lives! The rescue cannot be delayed any longer. After the meeting, check the military supplies. You are responsible for doing a good job in the hearts of the soldiers. Rescue operations can be carried out at any time. start!"
"As for the problems you mentioned, I believe there will be solutions. It doesn't matter if communication fails. Can't we fight without communication? When the soldier Han Xin led his troops to fight, he didn't necessarily have long-distance communication equipment, right?"
Xu Weimin's tone was full of majesty, making the officers present deep in thought.
"But chief, do we need approval from our superiors for such a large-scale operation? If we act rashly..."
boom! Xu Weimin slapped the table hard, making the officers present feel a thump in their hearts.
"Approval? How to approve it? Now the communication is paralyzed, and we don't know when the contact will be restored. How long do you think those people can support it?"
"Since we put on this military uniform, glory has been with us. Where did this glory come from? It was given by the people! If we are now seeing millions of people in the city in dire straits, how can we be worthy of this military uniform?"
"I have made up my mind. You don't need to say anything anymore. If there are any consequences, I will bear the responsibility! Dismissal now!"
Although the officers wanted to say something more, Xu Weimin could only hold back what he said, got up and left the conference room.
In fact, don’t they want to save those people? Of course! But they love Xu Weimin as their leader even more!
They know better than anyone how much pressure Xu Weimin will face once his troops go unlucky!
"Wang Zheng, stay here for a moment!" Xu Weimin suddenly said.
"Yes!" A young officer agreed and did not leave with the other officers.
Soon, only Xu Weimin, Wang Zheng, and an old officer were left in the entire conference room.
Wang Zheng is a second lieutenant. Originally, he was not qualified to participate in a meeting of this level, but he still has another identity - a player!
When the apocalypse broke out, a meteorite also fell in the military camp. Although it also catalyzed the creation of a guardian monster, under heavy firepower, the guardian monster did not last long and died. Wang Zheng accidentally came into contact with the light ball when he was inspecting the crater, so he received Player qualifications.
Because of Wang Zheng, Xu Weimin knew the function of the light ball. After clearing the zombies, Xu Weimin's first order was to send people to collect the player qualifications that fell near the military camp.
Now, there are a total of five players in the army, and Xu Weimin is one of them!
At this meeting, Wang Zheng attended the meeting as a player representative.
"The tasks assigned to you must be completed before the rescue operation begins. From now on, the special operations team will be under your command!" Xu Weimin said.
"Yes! I promise to complete the mission!" Wang Zheng gave a standard military salute.
"Get down!"
"yes!"
Watching Wang Zheng walk out of the conference room, the old officer next to Xu Weimin finally spoke. "Have you really decided?"
"Well, I can't watch the masses in danger, old squad leader, don't try to persuade me." Xu Weimin's eyes showed a trace of fatigue, and the majesty he had just disappeared, and only in front of the old squad leader, he would show Show your truest side.
"I don't mean to persuade you. I support your decision. However, the plan needs to be improved."
The old squad leader looked at Xu Weimin who looked tired and sighed deeply.
No one knows better than him how much pressure Xu Weimin feels in making such a decision!
On the one hand, it is the lives of our soldiers, and on the other hand, it is our responsibility to the masses!
…
Because of yesterday's helicopter incident, everyone was quite excited and didn't fall asleep one after another until late at night.
Yi Xiao went to bed early yesterday, and when he got up, everyone else was still asleep.
After walking out of the manager's office and looking at the rising sun, Yi Xiao raised his arms and stretched his body vigorously.
After a night's rest, the body is no longer so tired. Perhaps due to the improved defense, the body's recovery ability has obviously improved, and the injury has also improved. Even the injury on the shoulder is slowly scabbing.
Yi Xiao walked to the window and sat down. The morning wind blew on his face, and the depression in his heart was exhausted.
With the news of the rescue, Yi Xiao was in a much better mood. Regardless of whether it could be successful or not, at least there was hope.
Yi Xiao checked Yuan Neng. After a night of recovery, Yuan Neng had recovered about three-quarters.
Yi Xiao really has a headache for Yuan Neng. Yuan Neng is like human hair. You can clearly feel its existence, but you can't control it to make any movements.
Currently, Yi Xiao only has one way to communicate with Yuan Neng, which is [Poison]. Only when releasing skills, Yuan Neng will be briefly controlled.
"There must be some way to improve Yuan Neng. It's like the blue bars in the game. If there are only so many, it will definitely not be enough!"
However, Yi Xiao has searched carefully in the strengthening mall, and there is indeed no way to improve Yuan Neng.
"Perhaps... the improvement of Yuan Neng cannot rely on the mall? Is it like what those novels say, is there any way to practice? What meridians should be run? The Great Zhoutian and the Small Zhoutian?"
Yi Xiao shook his head and said mockingly: "It seems that after staying with Yu Xin for a long time, I started to have these strange thoughts!"
Perhaps these ideas are really feasible, but the primary issue right now is not how to cultivate Yuan Neng, but how to communicate Yuan Neng.
Even if there is any cultivation method, it will be useless if Yuan Neng keeps directing it.
Thinking of this, Yi Xiao calmed down, focused on the energy in his lower abdomen, and tried to communicate with it.
No one else had woken up at this time, and Yi Xiao did not plan to continue cleaning the floor today. He just used this time to study Yuan Neng.
