Chapter 1177 The Excited Survivor
When the news of the establishment of the "Zhou Bang's End-of-Day Emergency Military Committee" and the appointment of Gu Chengyuan as chairman was conveyed through Gu Jianguo's order and his secretary Zhang Wei, it was like a drop of water being poured into a boiling oil pot. The entire Night Province Management Committee was instantly overwhelmed by unprecedented excitement and euphoria!
The office area, which had been somewhat dull due to the heavy workload, was now filled with barely suppressed whispers of excitement and burning gazes.
Cadres and staff at all levels, regardless of their rank, were beaming with pride and joy!
Especially Fang Zhiyuan, a member of the Standing Committee of the Committee!
When he confirmed the news through official channels, his hand holding the teacup trembled violently, and he didn't even notice the scalding tea splashing out.
He sat alone in his office for nearly ten minutes, his mind racing through the fear and despair of the early days of the apocalypse, the miraculous survival he found after encountering Gu Chengyuan's forces, and now the thriving reconstruction of Ye Province...
In the end, all the images froze on the three words "Chairman"!
"When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven..."
Fang Zhiyuan muttered to himself unconsciously, his lips curving upwards involuntarily into a huge, heartfelt smile.
His initial choice to fully cooperate with, or even depend on, Gu Chengyuan was largely due to his helplessness and shrewd judgment in order to survive in the apocalypse.
He never dared to imagine that the ship he boarded just to survive would transform into the towering Jianmu tree that leads straight to the heavens in such a short time!
what does this mean?
This means that Fang Zhiyuan's political life has not only been extended, but he has also boarded an unprecedented giant ship. The heights he can reach in the future will far exceed his boldest fantasies as a local business tycoon before the end of the world!
In a country where officialdom was paramount, no amount of money could compare to having real power!
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented glint of ambition.
"Fang Yuan!"
"Here you are, Chief!"
"Prepare a gift for me; I'm going to Chairman Gu's house tonight to offer my congratulations!"
"Yes!"
...
In the evening, at the Qinghe settlement headquarters
The last rays of the setting sun had not yet completely faded, and sparse but steady lights illuminated the settlement.
The survivors, having finished a day's work, were returning to their dwellings in twos and threes, or chatting in the common areas.
Recently, everyone has vaguely sensed that the atmosphere is somewhat different. Good news is frequently coming from the front lines, and the supply of materials in the rear seems to be more abundant, but the general public is not clear about what exactly happened.
7 p.m.
The loudspeakers scattered throughout the settlement, along with all the radio equipment capable of receiving signals, simultaneously broadcast the familiar opening music—the opening theme of the Central Plains War Zone Radio Station.
Immediately afterwards, announcer Huang Junrui's steady, powerful, and clearly articulated voice rang out. Unlike his usual calm demeanor, today his voice seemed to contain a hint of barely suppressed excitement:
"Fellow survivors! This is the Central Plains War Zone Radio Station, broadcasting extremely important news!"
This opening line alone caused many survivors who were eating or resting to stop what they were doing and listen intently.
"By unanimous decision of the Central Plains Theater, the Eastern Theater, the Southern Theater, and the Western Theater, and today officially declaring: In order to integrate forces, overcome difficulties together, effectively respond to the end-times crisis, and rebuild the Zhou Kingdom's order, the 'Zhou Kingdom End-Times Emergency Military Committee' is officially established!"
The broadcast was exceptionally clear in the quiet evening, each word striking the hearts of the listeners like a heavy hammer.
The 'Zhou Bang's End-of-Day Emergency Military Committee' has been officially established?!
Before the survivors could even process what this committee was, Huang Junrui's voice continued to ring out on the radio.
"The committee is jointly composed of the four war zones, aiming to unify command, coordinate resources, concentrate efforts, and strive to completely eliminate the mutant threat, reclaim lost human territory, and rebuild our home!"
"With the unanimous recommendation of the committee, Comrade Gu Chengyuan, Commander of the Central Plains War Zone, was appointed as the first Chairman of the committee!"
boom!
The news struck like a thunderbolt over the Qinghe settlement!
After a brief silence, a thunderous roar of cheers erupted!
"A committee! A joint committee!"
"The four war zones have joined forces! My God! Weren't we only receiving news about us? How did three other war zones suddenly appear??"
"You're quite ignorant, aren't you? We've been cooperating with the Southern and Western Theater Commands for a long time! But this Eastern Theater Command is something I've never heard of before!"
"We...we are no longer fighting alone!"
"Chairman! It's Commander Gu! Commander Gu has become Chairman!"
"Chief Gu has become Chairman! The rest of our compatriots should be saved soon, right?"
...
People rushed out of the house, excitedly hugging and shaking hands with each other, many with tears glistening in their eyes.
They may not fully understand the complex political implications, but they know for sure that a stronger and more unified power core has emerged!
This means a safer environment, more abundant resources, and... a more promising future!
Although the children didn't quite understand, they were infected by the adults' ecstatic emotions and jumped and danced along with them.
The elderly people, leaning on their canes, gazed in the direction of the loudspeaker in the distance. Long-lost, heartfelt smiles appeared on their wrinkled faces as they murmured, "Good...good...there's hope now, there really is hope!"
In Xiangzhou Province, at the border of Xiang and Ye counties, on an unnamed deserted highway.
A small convoy of survivors, consisting of three dilapidated off-road vehicles and a truck, is cautiously navigating the abandoned national highway.
The vehicle was covered in mud and scratches, and the people inside all looked pale and tired, their wary eyes revealing deep exhaustion.
They had been struggling in this perilous wilderness for a long time, their destination being the legendary, relatively safe and powerful Central Plains War Zone Night Market.
Inside the truck's cab, the driver habitually turned on the vehicle radio and tuned it to the frequency they listened to every day—the Central Plains War Zone Radio Station.
They found it by chance, and from then on, listening to the broadcasts from the Central Plains War Zone became the most important thing on their arduous journey. The steady broadcasts were the motivation and guidance for them to persevere.
The broadcast described the Central Plains War Zone as a post-apocalyptic paradise established by a war zone commander named Gu Chengyuan, where people are protected by a powerful army and are free from the threat of the apocalypse and hunger!
Suddenly, instead of the usual news or music, the radio broadcast the clear and solemn voice of announcer Ai Ke, announcing the earth-shattering news.
"...The 'Zhou Bang's End-of-Day Emergency Military Committee' has been officially established!...Comrade Gu Chengyuan, Commander of the Central Plains War Zone, will serve as the first Chairman of the Committee!"
Shila-
The driver slammed on the brakes, and the convoy slowly came to a stop on the side of the road.
Inside the carriage, everyone held their breath and strained their ears, afraid of missing a single word.
After the announcement was finished, the carriage fell into a deathly silence.
Then, someone let out a sob, followed by a wail of relief and uncontrollable shouts of joy!
"The committee! It's the committee! The four war zones have united!"
"Other official announcements have finally surfaced!!!"
"This way, humanity can be saved!!! We made the right choice! Let's go to the night market! Let's go to the Central Plains War Zone!"
"Hurry! Speed up! We'll be there soon! Once we get there, we'll be safe!"
...
Hope, like a torch suddenly lit in the darkness, instantly dispelled the long-standing gloom and despair in their hearts.
They quickly wiped away their tears, composed themselves, restarted the car, and drove more resolutely toward the direction symbolizing order and power broadcast on the radio.
This road no longer seems so long and difficult...
This news, like a boulder thrown into stagnant water, is creating ripples that are spreading at an astonishing speed from the Central Plains War Zone in all directions, rekindling the almost extinguished flame of hope in the hearts of countless survivors.
