Chapter 254： I heard that you are leaving (Thanks ZetaJM one hundred thousand bonus

Chapter 254 I heard that you are leaving (Thanks ZetaJM one hundred thousand reward plus 810)

After arranged the places of Qiao Lingxiang, Ajiu and Zhao Long, Ye Yiming rushed to transfer people.

In the situation of Xiangcheng, people in the five camps outside the city must be transferred in, otherwise it is not enough.

In addition, the plan to empty Xiangcheng must also be accelerated. Xiangcheng has blocked the line and there are many private cars blocked. Measuring body temperature, registering ID number, and calculating their isolation time is also a very heavy task.

Manpower is required in all aspects.

Qiao Lingxiang went back to the headquarters to pack her survival backpack, Zhao Long and Ajiu also went to prepare equipment, and also carried some food in their respective garrison backpacks.

This morning, Ajiu told Mu Wenbin that he would donate the materials obtained from the small warehouse in the mission center to the security inspection system.

But Mu Wenbin said that now there is no distinction between the security check system and the garrison system. After Ye Yiming forcibly requisitioned the entire Xiangcheng security check system, even Wei Xingping had to listen to Ye Yiming's command.

So, although Gong Jingye’s approach is very irritating, Ye Yiming also had to bear the food supply for the entire Xiangcheng security inspection system.

Therefore, according to Song Bai’s adjustment, the Xiangcheng Hospital and the food on the east blockade of the garrison were separated. With Xiangcheng Square as the boundary, the garrison and security check on the east side of Xiangcheng were all responsible for three meals a day. .

The rest of the garrison and security checks are handled by the cooking point at Xiangcheng Hospital.

Hearing Mu Wenbin say this, Ajiu also felt it was appropriate. Anyway, he was a garrison, and he was originally responsible for finding supplies for the garrison. Now he is ready.

While Ajiu and Zhao Long were discussing about going to sweep the building, by the way, he touched the nearby mission center. Wen Yuansi knocked on the door of the command room and stood outside, watching Qiao Lingxiang organize her survival backpack.

Qiao Lingxiang saw Wen Yuansi, and asked while packing her backpack:

"What's up?"

This backpack was originally placed on Cen Yi’s car. The car had been stuck on the highway. Because the power grid was turned on, people were finally released. Zhao Long drove Cen Yi’s car to the side of the headquarters.

Using this survival backpack has become Qiao Lingxiang's habit, and she is reluctant to replace it with a new garrison backpack.

"I heard that you are leaving, Chief Ye wants to transfer you to the front line."

Wen Yuansi moved slightly, and said with emotion to Qiao Lingxiang:

"Although I haven't known you for a long time, I still want to see you off."

In the face of troubled times, Mr. Wen has his unique and delicate feelings, because goodbye does not know what the situation is, so when it is time to say goodbye, he must say goodbye.

Qiao Lingxiang stopped packing her backpack, turned her head to look at Wen Yuansi, and said:

"Thank you, Chief Literature Officer, you are a good person. I hope you can tell all people in the world that there is no mess in the Xiangcheng Garrison. What they have been doing is to protect the last bottom line of mankind. You can do it."

"Well, I promise I can."

Wen Yuansi looked at Qiao Lingxiang and smiled, gentle, white and pure, with his bookish breath.

Who said that nothing is a scholar is a scholar? Who said that in the face of the end times, the top students who can only read books are of no use? He will prove that the person who said this is wrong.

Qiao Lingxiang tugged at the corner of her mouth, put on her survival backpack and walked out the door, outside the door, standing two long rows of wounded garrison, all came to send her off.

Everyone didn't say anything, what the front line looks like, each of them has had a personal experience, and even no one knows better than them how dangerous the front line will be.

However, because each of them knew what the front line was like, they knew that Dr. Qiao was needed there.

Silent gaze contained various complex emotions such as gratitude, parting, respect, etc., watching this girl who had just turned 16 and walked in front of them with a big survival backpack on her back.

Dozens of wounded patients were stationed, and they were so quiet that no sound could be heard, rendering the atmosphere full of solemnity.

Qiao Lingxiang looked down a little uncomfortably. She felt as if she was shining, attracting everyone's attention here. In fact, she was not used to being treated like this. If she could, she would rather hide in a corner as before. Her ugly duckling was ignored by everyone, which would make her feel more at ease.

I am being watched like this now, as if being watched.

With the highest respect, watch her go to the front line.

Waiting for her to walk to the backstreet exit of the headquarters, Fanyou and Mu Wenbin stood at the end of the team watching her. The two looked at Qiao Lingxiang without saying a word.

So Qiao Lingxiang didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward. Ajiu and Zhao Long carried a garrison backpack on their backs, and followed her behind, like two guardians on the left and right.

"salute!!!"

Suddenly, a loud and powerful sound rang behind Qiao Lingxiang, Ajiu and Zhao Long.

The three of them were taken aback. Looking back, they saw Fanyou and Mu Wenbin standing upright, with firm expressions. Behind them, all the wounded were standing guard, everyone raised their hands together. A salute to Qiao Lingxiang.

The blood-red sunset fell on a group of wounded and garrisoned. No one said extra words. At this time, there is no need to say one more word, but the gratitude and respect they want to express has already been expressed through this ceremony.

Thank you, because with Qiao Lingxiang, the heaviness and sorrow in the last days has been diluted a lot, a lot, a lot.

Wen Yuansi, who stood at the end of all the garrisons, had his throat blocked, his eyes were red, and he was exaggerated by such a majestic atmosphere. No one knew about this kind of parting except the garrison.

But such a group of people should be known and worthy of being known.

People of the world should understand that when they are complaining about the hardship of life in the last days, there is still such a group of people who use their lives to sustain such hardship.

Every breath of air they breathed into their lungs was earned by the garrison.

Why can't everyone know?

Qiao Lingxiang took Zhao Long and Ajiu, and left like this. The community where the accident happened was on the street in the backstreet of the headquarters, and the three of them just walked over.

And not half an hour after Qiao Lingxiang left, Hou Manrong stepped on the night and found the headquarters, and asked by name to find Qiao Lingxiang.

Someone in their company’s car had a fever, so the car was buckled by Zhang Yu on the highway. Hou Manrong inquired about and told Zhang Yu that she was a garrisoned family member and was taken to the headquarters.

Fanyou was not injured, so he was repairing his equipment and was preparing to lead a team to blockade the community near the Xiangcheng East Expressway. Mu Wenbin stayed at the Xiangcheng East Headquarters because he needed to recover from his injuries, where he took charge of taking care of the wounded and garrisoned.

I saw a garrison bringing Hou Manrong over, saying that it was Qiao Lingxiang’s family, and Mu Wenbin didn’t know him either.

only looked at Hou Manrong up and down, and asked politely:

"Do you have proof of your relationship with Dr. Joe?"

Tomorrow will be free again, hahahaha!

(End of this chapter)