Chapter 67 Showdown
After the three girls wiped the windows of the car, Fei Ying and Vivian suddenly looked up at the sky.
"What's wrong? You two."
Tuoba Yuying raised her head and asked curiously. There is nothing in the sky. There is a round-looking hole in the whole cloud, which is quite abrupt.
"No, it's nothing." It just feels as if the master is looking at us. Maybe there is a hallucination.
The two girls shook their heads and got into the Humvee first.
"tu tu tu tu——"
After spraying two breaths of black gas, the Hummer accelerated forward. The motorcade slowly started.
——————Gate of the Northern Military Region————
Chu Feiyue appeared on a tree not far from the Northern Military Region with the blood-red big-headed dog. Standing gently on the treetops, Chu Feiyue's body swayed high and low with the swing of the treetops.
In this position, the high wall of the Northern Military Region can be clearly seen. The cement on the seven- or eight-meter-high wall is still wet, and it is estimated that it has not been built for a long time. On the wall, there will be a soldier standing guard in every corner, and the mobile posts one after another.
I really don't understand what this group of officials think. Zombies are not high-ranking chivalrous men in ancient times. They may not be able to guard against them if they need to patrol day and night. Zombies only need to be seen on the map and then notify the soldiers to gather and land fortifications, right? Such a moment-free patrol is completely a meaningless waste of physical strength.
'So, boring bureaucracy is the most harmful.'
Chu Feiyue sighed and threw the big head in her hand into the river next to her. "Poutong" splashed a small splash.
After telling it to wait for him at the main gate of the Northern Military Region, Chu Feiyue jumped down from the tree and walked straight to the thick cast iron gate of the Northern Military Region.
Soon, the guards on the wall found this unique uninvited guest.
"You, stop!"
Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders and stopped in place. Soon, an officer who looked like a captain appeared on a small terrace protruding from the wall and looked down at Chu Feiyue.
"What are you here for? Are you the only one?"
"Ah, I'm alone. I've just been dumped by them." Chu Feiyue's tone is like a tragic man who has just been dumped by his girlfriend. "Try your big boss that your old friend has come to see him and ask him to pick him up."
Is this man a madman? Shouldn't NJ City be full of dead people everywhere? How did he survive?' The officer on the high-walled balcony looked at the sunny day below with a black super-dressed psychopath wearing a wide black windbreaker and sunglasses. Although summer has almost passed, the autumn tiger and autumn tiger are not cool at the beginning of autumn. What does he want to do with this winter clothes?
Seeing that there was no movement from the people above, Chu Feiyue raised her hand. There was a crisp sound.
The officer touched his side face, which was hurt by cement foam, and turned his head like a bearing with lubricating oil for a long time. Just in his left ear, a photo with a glue background was deeply inserted into the wall.
Damn it, this is a cement wall! Are you kidding me?
The captain, with an embarrassed expression, reached out and pulled the photo from his ear.
With a "tear", the piece of the photo embedded in the wall was torn off. Opening the remaining part of the photo, Uncle Su Shi, with a peaceful face, was sleeping with his mouth open.
Seeing the photo, the captain finally confirmed that the super perverted psycho below was indeed the old man of the chief (because Su Shi's power was too great, the soldier below no longer knew what to call him, directly called the chief). It is a great good thing for such a powerful person to come to the military region.
So the captain, who made up for a bloody plot in his mind, turned around and left.
Chu Feiyue was a little bored, so she counted the sheep below...
When he counted 604 sheep, the steel-cast door suddenly creaked from the inside. Su Shi led a group of bosses in various formal military uniforms out of the back of the door.
"Oh, Xiao Chu, you're here. Uncle is looking forward to your coming day and night. Welcome!"
Uncle Su Shi is now full of spring breeze, and his big cracked face smiles as brightly as the best cosmos in the flowering period.
Chu Feiyue smiled and took off her special sunglasses and stuffed them into the black windbreaker, which is also used to be cool. Uncle Su Shi, who opened his arms, hugged him enthusiastically.
They hugged each other tightly like the most sincere but long-timely old friends.
For a long time, the two outsiders laughed and stood together. Su Shi smiled and enthusiastically introduced to Chu Feiyue the group of bosses behind him who had just handed over their rights and are now a little tired.
If it hadn't been for the person Su Shi told them, he could have subverted the whole military region. They didn't even want to see Su Shi's proud face anymore. After all, the owner of this face has just taken the rights that originally belonged to them from their hands and the only capital that they are no longer young enough to be proud of.
"Come on, let me introduce you to the backbone of our military region. This is Dr. Chen's..."
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After Chu Feiyue shook hands with them one by one, the group of bigwigs found that the horrible man said by Su Shi was nothing more than this, so they all lost their interest and left together after a discussion.
It happened that Su Shi didn't want to look at these old guys anymore. He waved his hand and sent them all away. Now he just wants to have a good talk with Chu Feiyue to see what benefits he can do for himself.
After seeing this group of people who completely belong to the two worlds, Su Shi's expression returned to the calmness and indifference that Chu Feiyue was most familiar with. To be honest, such an uncle Su Shi is the one Chu Feiyue knows. The person who always laughs just now is too fake.
"Ha - it's all gone." Uncle Su Shi waved his hand and drove away all the attendants around him. Suddenly, the doorway, which was originally crowded, became empty. Let's go, too. Go to my office."
Chu Feiyue nodded and walked to the office side by side with Uncle Su Shi.
Along the way, the guard was tight, and all the cars sent to Lalala were all kinds of military supplies. It's not that you can see rows of soldiers running in a certain direction with guns on their backs and neat steps, and there is no time to salute Uncle Su Shi.
"They, they will be exhausted like this."
Looking at the superior team of soldiers running past him, Chu Feiyue suddenly said.
Uncle Su Shi paused and shook his head with a wry smile.
"I can't help it. I treat it very much at all times. Their friends, lovers, elders and juniors all rely on the whole military region to survive. Even for them, I think the soldiers will be willing.
"Is it an extraordinary moment...? Indeed, it's really time for you."
Chu Feiyue sighed and stopped talking.
————·—lu wu hua·————
Sitting on the long row of sofas in the guest seat of Uncle Su Shi's own office, Chu Feiyue waited for a cup of hot tea handed over by Uncle Su Shi.
Taking a sip of the tea that was still rolling, Chu Feiyue put the water cup on the table and looked at Uncle Su Shi calmly.
Uncle Su Shi sat on a separate single sofa opposite, crossed his hands and put his elbows on his knees to make a very deep poss.
"Okay, Xiao Chu, what are you here for? Although I said at that time that the door here is open to you at any time, I don't think you are coming to me.
"Yes, I'm just here to see how I need to arrange the following activities."
Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders and directly cut into her own theme.
"Let's see where the transit station for your communication system operation is."
Chu Feiyue's words did not have any special emotional color, but Uncle Su Shi still heard a trace of danger from it.
After swallowing his saliva with difficulty, he slowly straightened up and grabbed the armrests on both sides of the sofa with his hands.
So, are you trying to destroy our satellite communication system? Why? The spies sent by the United States can't persuade you to be our enemy. I'm sure they don't have that strength!"
In the last sentence, Uncle Su Shi was a little excited.
"Stay calm. Don't think too much. It's not that complicated."
Chu Feiyue's figure appeared behind Uncle Su Shi and said gently on Uncle Su Shi's shoulder.
"It's just that I don't want others to look around. I don't like the feeling of being peeped from outer space."
"Don't worry, it's not just you. I will turn all the satellites with image acquisition functions on our heads into strong iron in outer space, and we don't have to worry about lagging behind in armaments. Maybe the United States will be more beneficial to you without this advantage.
Indeed, the "Babel Tower" system in the United States is stronger than the "Tiandou" star system independently developed by the Celestial Empire in terms of accuracy and signal penetration ability, and the "Tiandou" and Russia's "Snow Eye" are much stronger than other countries' satellite systems - in a word, the world's arms competition Fighting is just a game between the United States, China and Russia.
But this is not something to be considered now, because Chu Feiyue's words have clearly revealed a problem, a most basic position problem.
"Why? Why do you stand on the opposite side of human beings!"
Turn all satellites with image collection function into scrap iron, then the human battlefield monitoring system will instantly regress 50 years and return to the era when there is no live map and no satellite communication and can only rely on your own intuition and experience to fight - the kind of victory that is completely piled up by the number of people.
What's the difference between such behavior and being the enemy of all mankind?
"What's that? Anyway, it's your human business."
Chu Feiyue lowered her voice and whispered gently in Uncle Su Shi's ear.
"It's none of our business, zombies. What's the matter?"
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It's very difficult to write in front of this chapter, but the more you write, the better it will be... If it's not too late, I would like to continue to write %>_