Chapter 700 Background

About an hour later, outside the inpatient building, a figure sat quietly by the dried-up fountain.

"Commander Lu, have a cigarette..."

At this moment, the voice of Deputy Corps Commander Yang Wei suddenly rang out, along with a cigarette handed to him.

"Thanks.."

Lu Chong was wearing a military coat and looking at the moon in the sky, which was almost hidden in the clouds, with bloodshot eyes. It was unknown what he was thinking.

In other words, he is still a little confused about how he got out of it.

The scene just now was too shocking for him, who had just reached a high position at such a young age.

It made him suddenly realize that his order had such a huge impact, so big that it could affect the life direction of a group of people for decades to come...

Looking back now, he couldn't help but feel that he was a little ridiculous when he was in military school, preaching "for the mission, at all costs" every day

That's probably because they don't understand how much blood and regret are contained in the words "at all costs".

He had also experienced death as a grassroots soldier, and after going through the war, his attitude towards death had long been numb.

But this time is different. This is the first time he has to face so many regrets in life because of him.

It’s not like they are dead and that’s it. It is precisely because they are still alive that they have become a scar in Lu Chong’s heart that is difficult to heal.

"Perhaps if I had thought it through more carefully and asked them to carry out biochemical protection in advance, the outcome would have been different..."

"fire!"

Kata

Just when Lu Chong was falling into self-doubt, a cluster of orange-red flames lit up in the darkness.

Looking in the direction of the fire, the weathered face of Deputy Corps Commander Yang Wei was gradually becoming clear.

It was also at this time that Lu Chong couldn't help but look at the other party seriously.

I don’t know why, in this situation, in this soft and blurred light and shadow, Yang Wei’s face, which used to make Lu Chong feel indifferent, seemed to be filled with bitter stories.

This reminded Lu Chong of the calligraphy he saw in the chief's office last time. Although it was crooked and not very pretty, the content left a deep impression on him, so he secretly wrote it down:

“Those who have accomplished great things in the past and present not only have extraordinary talents, but also have an unyielding will.”

So what I missed in the past was probably not just the other person's face, but also the other person's extremely tenacious life experience hidden in the past.

After all, who can be promoted to the rank of general not be a legend?

It is not so much that the generals glorified them, but rather that it was the foundation they had accumulated along the way that glorified the generals.

This made Lu Chong quickly realize that as a major general, his advantage was that he was younger than them, but his disadvantage was also that he was young.

Compared to these veterans who have been through many years, many places, and many ups and downs, I still lack a lot of foundation.

This gap may not be visible at normal times, but at critical moments, some inconspicuous aspects can easily become one's fatal weaknesses.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong suddenly shook his head fiercely and cursed inwardly:

"Fuck it, why am I becoming so sentimental? I'm just getting started and I'm already pissing myself."

In Lu Chong's mind, this sentence was automatically replaced by Li Kun's tone.

"Kun will definitely laugh at this sissy look, right?"

...

Thinking of this, Lu Chong took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, then flicked it into the dried-up fountain, stood up and patted his butt.

"Sorry for the long wait, Deputy Commander Yang. Let's go. You have a mission tomorrow. I'm really sorry to have kept you so late."

"It's okay, it's okay. Accompanying you is also the mission assigned to me by the Legion Committee!"

Yang Wei watched Lu Chong's performance from beginning to end, but he remained silent from beginning to end.

Because iron is forged into steel, it is never because the blacksmith is skilled, but because it is already a good piece of steel.

Seeing that the young Commander Lu was able to get out so quickly, Yang Wei was also happy for him at this moment.

This kind of happiness is not mixed with any gains or losses, it is purely happiness for the future of Zhou Bang.

At least no matter what happens to the Legion, there will be successors.

The performance of Lu Chong, or the Ye Province Military Region, made these veterans of the corps breathe a sigh of relief...

.....

Buzz buzz~~

Soon, with the roar of engines, the convoy crawling inside the hospital turned on its lights one after another, and like a awakened beast, it slowly drove out of the hospital.

There was a suffocating feeling. The convoy completely disappeared into the night, and the curtains of a room on the third floor of the outpatient clinic were slowly drawn.

The cigarette butt that Lu Chong casually flicked into the dried-up fountain quickly disappeared into the darkness.

.....

Late at night, the lights at Beibei Military Airport were still on, with no sign of stopping.

A large number of ground crew members wearing reflective vests, pushing carts and carrying tools, constantly shuttled between military helicopters on the airport apron.

Refueling, checking the condition of the aircraft, loading supplies, the whole process is as smooth as flowing water and pleasing to the eye.

Da da da da da da da da~~

Drop drop ~~

A large number of military helicopters were taking off and landing on the apron, with flying formations dragging flashing red warning lights across the night sky.

The current bustling scene has made it a sleepless night for the survivors around the airport.

On the rooftop of a self-built house, several young survivors moved benches and sat together, admiring the naked-eye 5D in the direction of the airport as if they were watching a movie!

"Fat Pig, you said the provincial military helicopter has been flying all day, back and forth, what on earth are they doing?"

A thin survivor asked the question while standing up and waving to an acquaintance who was also looking at the airport on the rooftop of the opposite building.

"Catching? Fighting!" As he said this, the young man called Second Fatty suddenly looked mysterious.

"Fighting zombies? How could the Night Province Military District be so powerful? They just arrived this afternoon, right? And they started fighting right away?"

"Come to think of it, they are indeed more ferocious than the Legion! Unlike the Legion, they haven't fought zombies for a long time!"

"He has to be more aggressive, because he is fighting against the Legion!" The second fat pig said in a dim voice in the darkness.

"What?? You're fighting against the army?? Are you kidding me! It's the Zhou army that can fight?? They can't even beat the zombies of the apocalypse, and they're still fighting a civil war?"

"Besides, the Night Province Military District sent the notice themselves. Even if they are fighting for territory, there is no reason to fight, right?"

Seeing that his friends were refuting him, the fat pig did not get angry, but felt very happy instead!

Yes, that’s it, just refute me like this. The happier you are at refutation now, the happier I will be later!

"Look, you're anxious again!"

"Who said we were fighting the legion you mentioned? We were fighting the legion from Yucheng!"

A local army from Yucheng? ?

Hearing this, combined with the rumors of the past two days, several people quickly reacted

"You mean..."

"Yes, it's the 1st and 2nd Security Brigade!"

"Toothbrush, I thought you were just bragging. Are the 1st and 2nd Security Brigades really that brave?"

"Seeking independence? Even though we are all from the same hometown, I won't support them!"

"Right, right, what time is it? We haven't even fought the zombies yet, and already we're thinking about fighting for power!"

"As expected, there is no science fiction about the great unity of mankind in the end times. Just when things have stabilized, they are fighting again."

"Stop, I won't talk about the macro picture. I just want to know how long this battle will last? Will it have any impact on us? Don't let the internal fighting let the zombies get the upper hand!" A survivor wearing glasses said in a worried tone.

As soon as these words came out, all the survivors present fell silent...

When gods fight, mortals suffer...

It seems that it has nothing to do with them now, but once something goes wrong, all the eggs in the nest will be left unscathed.

Do you really think you can live a good life even if your gathering place is destroyed?

No one really believes that one must exist before there is a gathering place, right?

Anyway, no matter whether they believed it before or not, after experiencing the end of the world, they can no longer believe it...