Undead

Ning Yu's death brought great trouble to Zhou Rong.

From the academy of sciences to the military commission, and even to the upper levels of the central government, it has been shaken. The international community is even more incredible.

Although the Military Commission has always trusted Zhou Rong and everyone at the scene can prove that Ning Yu committed suicide, they have been subject to rounds of quarantine. In addition, all the people who visited Ning Yu's trip to Subei were questioned. Zheng Zheng was severely criticized several times.

Why did he commit suicide? What is the motivation? Is it impulsive? Or what happened that day stimulated him?

Is there any possibility that it can be recovered?

The political significance of this incident is very significant. Although no one has been substantially punished for a while, the impact is obvious.

Lieutenant General Zheng had promised to help 118 apply for resumption of the establishment, but the operation of Tinder gave the military strength to emerge, and there was no precedent for this, so progress was very slow.

As soon as Ning Yu committed suicide, Zhou Rong and others were seriously investigated, and the establishment of 118 was simply suspended.

During that time, everyone didn't say anything, but their hearts were very depressed. In particular, they had to deal with endless repeated questions and routine investigations, which made people feel complicated about Ning Yu's death.

Only Sinan said that he felt that Ning Yu was not such a person.

He said that Ning Yu's style has its beginnings and ends, and he is accustomed to doing one thing in its entirety, and he won't be partial to the last moment. Chun Cao asked him why he felt so, and obviously their intersection with Ning Yu was also limited, and it was almost impossible to accurately predict the inner world of this scientist standing at the peak of the times.

Sinan couldn't explain why he came.

But facts soon proved that Sinan's feeling was correct.

Ning Yu's professional information was declassified one after another, and the institute found his superb letter in a note.

The letter brought the investigation to an end soon, and everyone resumed freedom of speech and action. What was even more unexpected was that before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the military issued a formal notice deciding to resume the 118 establishment-Zhou Rong was promoted to the rank of captain, a group-level official, and had the power to form eight squadrons again.

Zhou Rong himself was very surprised until Lieutenant General Zheng told him why.

"Dr. Ning said in a unique letter that looking back on his life, he was lucky to have met you at that point in time. He knew that you all hope that 118 can be rebuilt, and that the rebuilding application has been stagnant for a long time, and I hope the military can see it as your rescue. He came to the South China Sea to recover the formation of Unit 118. "Zheng Zheng sighed slightly." He also said that if it is difficult to do, ask the military to treat this as his only last wish. "

"... He knew that as a last wish, everyone must agree," Zhou Rong whispered.

"Yes."

"What else did he say?"

Lieutenant General Zheng shook his head: "I don't know, I just inquired about this paragraph, everything else has been treated as top secret ... maybe decades or even hundreds of years later, when our descendants can use a more calm and comprehensive Only when he looks back at the disaster will his secret letter be slowly decrypted. "

Zhou Rong stepped out of the building, Si Nan stood behind the steps with his back to him, squinting at the sky.

The weather is fine today, the sky is blue and the sun is shining. The wind swept across the land from the ocean, through the sprouting wilderness and the scarred city, and swept the back and hair ends of Sinan.

Zhou Rong walked to his side, and saw the vast sky reflected in those amber-colored pupils. The smoke from the distance gradually dissipated and became invisible.

Sinan said softly, "Goodbye, Dr. Ning."

Zhou Rong stretched out his hand, Si Nan retracted his gaze and smiled slightly at him, and the two walked side by side to the distance.

·

At the beginning of 2021, the Tinder Operation covered the whole country.

The zombies in the city were basically cleared, and the military in some of the hardest-hit areas was still attacking. Survivors of six large bases across the country were assigned antibodies and supplies, and began to rebuild their homes vigorously under unified deployment.

Soon after, gene vaccines came out and quickly spread around the world.

Even if bitten by zombies left in the shadows, people don't have to be afraid of getting infected.

This disaster took the lives of three billion people around the world and almost caused genocide. It is the largest and most serious catastrophe in human history. However, humans closed the Pandora's Box with their own hands, sealed it in the long river of history, and will never open it again.

Zhou Rong, a bare-arms commander with only four soldiers under his command, finally strove for Bara to pick out a group of elite soldiers from various military regions and get back to the headquarters for elimination and special training.

Si Nan, who could lie down and eat the whole life of the country, played the role of special training instructor, but in view of his coaching style, trainees who were turned into dogs did not like him very much.

Sinan didn't care if the weak chickens liked him or not. What he did care about was that General Zheng finally signed him a formal letter of appointment for the military's special tactical consultant. Since then, he is no longer a civilian volunteer Sinan. He is the chief instructor of Special Forces 118, and has been assigned an office that is very close to the cafeteria in terms of lighting and ventilation.

In view of the fact that Si Nan finally joined 118, Yan Hao sincerely requested that his team's title be transferred to Xian, but was rejected politely by Si Nan. Yan Hao was very disappointed.

Chun Cao was willing to be a team flower, but everyone expressed opposition, and Chun Cao ignored them for a week.

·

After the first batch of soldiers were added, Zhou Rong decided to organize them into four squadrons, led by Yan Hao, Chun Cao, Ding Shi, and Guo Weixiang. The original 118th Squadron has since been reduced to zero and has become the skeleton of the new 118-and the soul of this unit has been reborn from those sacrificed special soldiers, and will continue to live in the baptism of smoke and war in the future To continue.

Prior to the new establishment, the former Sixth Squadron performed their last mission.

They sorted out the nameplates and relics of 17 sacrificed comrades-in-arms, including the ashes of Zhang Yingjie, and then set out on a journey to find the survivors of these comrades-in-arms.

This was not a long journey, because the relatives of 118 were relatively concentrated, and they were sent to the shelter when the disaster first erupted. But the process was very arduous. The crying and sorrow of each army member was like a hot iron, engraved in their soul and flesh repeatedly.

More families of martyrs are gone. For Zhou Rong, this is more emptiness and sadness than the sting caused by the soldering iron.

Fortunately, they found Zhang Yingjie's wife and daughter after arriving in the Northeast. They hid in the vegetable cellar with their families, and spent a long, harsh winter. They were picked up by officers and men of the Heilongjiang base together with their fellow villagers in the spring. When Zhou Rong handed Zhang Yingjie's ashes to her with both hands, he heard the tragic and most desperate cry of his life. He couldn't even stay in front of this painful woman for a moment, every minute and every second seemed like countless roots. The barbed whip, **** torture, beating his soul.

The currency in circulation is no longer money but food stamps. After Zhou Rong got all the arrears of wages, he replaced the food stamps and supplies with the concessionary price of the soldiers. He left nothing at all and gave it to the families of the sacrificed comrades-in-arms.

That was a considerable sum of money. Even if it was evenly spread out, each family member could get a lot of money. It was a slight consolation to the family who lost the pillar.

However, Zhou Rong was completely destitute after sharing the money. Sinan said that he didn't mind. He now got a salary and could raise Zhou Rong as a towing oil bottle.

Zhou Rong later thought of a way. He transferred all martyrs' families to 118 military area jurisdictions, and arranged canteens, warehouses, logistics, and other leisure duties to ensure that they can receive state-issued pensions and stable income, and that children can attend school in the military area. He deliberately won a rare twelve-year free key education place for Zhang Yingjie's little girl, and promised her that after she was admitted to college, he would bear all her expenses and where to test.

What is certain is that Zhou Rong will not be rich in his life.

"Where is my pigeon egg?" Si Nan suddenly dissatisfied.

Zhou Rong: "Relax, give it to Rong."

·

Time passes quickly to New Year's Eve in 2021.

On the New Year's Eve, the canteen at Camp 118 was ready for a rich New Year's Eve, and Lieutenant General Zheng also arrived. All the team members and their families gathered together.

Before the meal, I would like to say a few words. Zhou Rong and Lieutenant General Zheng shoved each other for a full ten minutes. Zhou Rong lost and had to stand up with a wine glass.

The canteen is lit with lights, red paper flowers are pasted on the glass window full of white mist, and fireworks are set outside, reflecting the bright and bright night sky.

Zhou Rong took a deep breath under the gaze of his eyes, as if he suddenly lost the virtue of being able to speak kindly, and suddenly didn't know what to say, only a short while before smiling:

"Rong Brother doesn't speak much."

The crowd laughed loudly, and Zhou Rong also laughed.

"Last year's New Year's Eve, when the virus was most raging, the two of you and your most feared teacher and instructor separated from the big troops and were trapped in the deep snow-capped mountains."

When it comes to the instructor, all the special soldiers didn't smile immediately, and their eyes, nose, nose, and heart were at stake.

Sinan concentrated on eating the fried chestnuts in front of him.

Zhou Rong slowly said: "When zero arrived, I made three wishes out the window. The first private matter will not be mentioned, and the second wish is that all sacrificed comrades-in-arms return to their hometown, and bless us to pass this Disaster. The third is that humans develop antibodies as early as possible to defeat the virus, build homes, and restore stability and peace. "

"Those three wishes were fulfilled." Zhou Ronglue paused and said, "So I think there may be some magic in wishing on New Year's Eve, and I decided to make three more this year."

He filled the glass without looking at anyone and drank his head straight: "The first glass is still my personal wish."

The following person said with a smile: "Brother Rong will be able to achieve everything!"

Zhou Rong smiled and shook his head without answering:

"——The second cup."

He filled the wine, looked around, stopped in the direction of the family seat, and bowed deeply:

"I wish all my comrades who have left us will be all right in the kingdom of heaven. Your names will always be remembered in our hearts, and your achievements will always be engraved in the history of humankind."

Just like New Year's Eve last year, Zhou Rong once again reported seventeen names in the order of sacrifice, the last being Zhang Yingjie.

There was silence in the canteen, and some people choked on the family seats, and some were sad.

"Last year, I said, you can reincarnate after the disaster, lest you be born and face this hellish world. This year I can finally say that the disaster has passed, the homeland is rising, and human society will gradually return to the right track; If the comrades' souls have spirits in heaven, you can already come back. "

Zhou Rong's eyes were slightly red, and he huskyly said, "Rong ... I miss you so much."

"Everyone misses you."

The sound of sobbing and inhaling sounded around, Zhou Rong raised his head and drank the second glass of wine.

"The third cup."

Zhou Rong turned to the front, facing the attention of all the special forces in 118, raised his glass to the distant night sky full of stars and fireworks:

"During the past catastrophe, the virus has taken countless lives, the global population has halved sharply, and many small countries have even disappeared from the human territory."

"If future generations write the history of the future, they will find that no words and words can describe the cruelty of this disaster, and no rhetoric can describe the arduous efforts of human beings to survive."

"We walked through the dark night with fire flames, across the remains of our comrades-in-arms, over thorns and abyss, and finally re-ignited the torch of ethnic continuity on the dead bones. Those of us who survive did not need history to record merit, nor to those Praise in emptiness and beauty; as long as the mountains and rivers and millions of heroes have witnessed our trek and the efforts we will never give up. "

Zhou Rongyao toasted, and then the last glass of wine spilled on the ground:

"To our ordinary human beings."

Everyone toasted silently.

Fireworks rushed into the night sky outside the window, emitting a brilliant light, reflecting the wet eyes of everyone.

The warmth of the sound of people, the aroma of food spreads far and far with the wind.

Zhou Rong was irrigated in turns, and finally managed to escape the crowd, pulled Si Nan's hand out of the gate, and stood on the open space in the courtyard.

I don't know when it was snowing outside, and the small snowflakes were lit orange and yellow by the lights and fell romantically on their hair and shoulders. Zhou Rong leaned forward and kissed Si Nan's lips, seeming a little embarrassed, and took out the white paper box with the pink ribbon behind him.

"Yes ... it's a cake." He stammered at the end, saying, "I made it myself, try it."

Sinan: "?"

Sinan opened the carton. Inside was a big strawberry jam cake. Bright red strawberries dipped in syrup were sprinkled on the white cream. The edges were delicately decorated with two match sticks. Sugar man.

Zhou Rong watched Si Nan nervously and took a bite: "Is it delicious?"

Sinan nodded licking the cream in the corner of his mouth.

"I practiced in the cafeteria for a long time and made several wastes." Zhou Rong rubbed his hands like a mockery: "I don't know how many shots have been fired. The decorating gun is harder than the real one. Made this before tonight ... is it really delicious? "

Sinan took another big bite, and his mouth was bulging, and he asked indistinctly, "You taste it?"

"No, you eat, you eat."

Sinan: "..."

Zhou Rong: "..."

Zhou Rong stared straight at Si Nan, who returned with innocent eyes.

"... Are you eating nothing?"

Sinan said, "No."

The two looked at each other, Zhou Rong's eyes slowly moved from Si Nan's face to the cake that was about to bottom out, his voice was a little shaken:

"Nothing to eat ?!"

Sinan: "No, really. Ah, there was a hard thing just now, is it a strawberry?"

Zhou Rong: "..."

Sinan: "I swallowed."

Zhou Rong: "………………"

Zhou Rong's expression seemed to be chopped by thunder, and it was instantly wonderful, then turned and roared: "Call the medical team! Hurry up! Contact the hospital for an endoscope! The instructor swallowed the foreign body ..."

Si Nan finally couldn't help laughing, pulled Zhou Rong, and spit out a shiny ring from the base of his tongue.

Diamonds are so big that they reflect the dazzling light in the snowflakes.

"Let's go," Sinan teased holding the diamond ring. "Where did you come from, can you afford it?"

Zhou Rong suddenly breathed out, crying and laughing, and poked Sinan's brows with punishment: "Of course you can't afford it, do you know how expensive this brand of diamond is, it's almost the same to save money in the next life."

Sinan raised a brow playfully.

"Last week, I followed Tang Hao's mission of clearing the B military area. I stepped on it before leaving. Tang Hao flashed a flashlight on the side. I dug it with a shovel and it blew up in the middle of the night. The counter of his shop was dug out of the ruins afterwards ... "

Zhou Rong pointed to the diamond ring, and his face was a little red: "The pile of rings were all scattered on the ground. I took one, Tang Hao took one, and gave Yan Haochuncao Xiangzi Ding Shi one each. You do n’t have to Said that Lao Zheng knew that it was time for him to lose his place, and Tang Feiyan was planning to hide his wife as his wife in the future. "

Sinan's shoulders have been unable to control the trembling violently. If he laughed loudly, he might have a smile.

Just now Zhou Rong was filled with wine in turn: "Come, come here, Rong will wear a dove egg for you." While pulling Sinan's hand, he found that the ring was really too small-although Sinan's fingers were slender However, people who have been practicing fighting for a long time have stiff knuckles, and the ring finger can't fit into it.

Zhou Rong felt very helpless, and had to forcefully hold down Sinan, who could not laugh, and took off the brass pendant from his neck that had never been separated for more than 20 years, and strung the diamond ring in.

In the old photos, a family of three years ago smiled softly at Zhou Rong in the shining ring.

Zhou Rong drew a pendant and asked in earnest: "Comrade Si Xiaonan, do you want to know what Rong ’s first wish for the New Year is?"

Si Nan narrowed his eyes and looked at him slyly.

Zhou Rong stepped back a half step, with a handsome figure, kneeling on one knee, holding up the diamond ring in the flying snow.

"Comrade Si Xiaonan, you are willing to accept Comrade Zhou Rong's marriage proposal, and formally form a revolutionary partner with him, work together, make progress together, have the courage to try new postures, bite the back neck regularly, and be kissed by him every day The ears move hands and feet, and they follow the development of objective laws together every year, and shoulder the responsibility of human reproduction? "

Si Nanding looked at Zhou Rong, his head was covered with a star snowflake, and the corners of his lips curved softly on Junxiu's cheek.

A row of heads crowded behind the bright window not far away, and the exclamation came one after another: "I'm proposing, I'm proposing!"

"Weekly team to the instructor!"

"Oh my mother!"

...

"Okay," Sinan smiled, "Comrade Zhou Rong."

Zhou Rong hung the brass pendant back to his neck, Si Nan leaned down, and kissed Rong Zhou in the snow flakes.

The ring slipped out of the neckline and was suspended in the air by a thin chain, dangling to reflect the bright light.

On the New Year's Eve dinner table, Yan Hao looked at the ring eaten from the bun and cried, but took it into his pocket while Lieutenant General Zheng did not notice.

Chun Cao rolled her eyes and rubbed her neck, Guo Weixiang desperately patted her back: "Why are you swallowing it! Hurry! Cough out! Come to the hospital and call an ambulance-soon!"

Ding Shi pulled his little golden flower and squeezed it into the corner. Ai Ai was half a while, until they both blushed, and then secretly stuffed a large diamond ring into her palm: "Send ... Send you ..."

On the open space outside the door, the silhouette of the neck was finally separated, and Sinan's mouth was still smiling, and when he turned back, his sharp eyes went straight to the window.

The special forces who were still so crowded just now spread out in panic, and disappeared completely within three seconds without even seeing a ghost.

Zhou Ronglang laughed loudly.

Countless fireworks are shining in the night, all blooming. Snowflakes are like thousands of spinning elves, shining with lights, gently covering the new earth.

Zero.

The New Year's bell rang at this moment, spreading across the cheering crowd, across the dark sea, and flew towards the distant brilliant sea of ​​stars. 2k novel reading network