Chapter 267： Ryan Zuo

Chapter 267 Big Left

Outside the medical tent, Ye Yiming was sitting on the pony with a 39-degree burn and had a meeting with a few garrison captains who came to report on the work.

Qiao Lingxiang went out and went a few steps away to fetch rice porridge for Cen.

Just listen to a few big captains babbling:

"Should we notify the rest of Xiangcheng's communities to block all the pipes at home? Take precautions in advance?"

"You have to use the TV station, or you can use the Internet, but Gong Jingye is required to do this. He can't contact people at all now."

"I said Gong Jingye's success is not enough to fail, right? Boss, what do you say?"

Some captain thought of letting the highest commander of the southern garrison come forward, and know the best for the entire continent. Otherwise, just relying on the garrison in Xiangcheng would be too weak to have any effect at all.

Ye Yiming was answering the phone with his head down. He felt the dizziness in his head. Hearing this from the captain behind him, Ye Yiming responded to the person on the phone.

"That's it, I don't have enough manpower here."

After finishing speaking, Ye Yiming hung up the phone, frowned and said:

"I remember that Fanyou said that there was a talented man with a particularly good writing style. He was Wen Hongtu's son. He asked him to sort out the precautions first, and then send it to the boss. Everyone should pay attention to it. But this This situation is probably of no use anymore, it's better than nothing."

The garrison boss in the southern region has long known what happened in Xiangcheng, but to be honest, there is more than one city that has problems now.

Looking at Ye Yiming's remarkless words:

"I just received a call. In addition to Xiangcheng, the NA city next to us also has a constantly mutating virus. Don't worry, it was not passed on by us."

The first-generation infections in NA City appeared later than Xiangcheng, but it is said that the rate of transmission is faster than Xiangcheng, and the infection rate is one in ten million. The number of billions of people in the world will be infected. For a few first-generation infected people, it's not too simple.

Therefore, this disaster is definitely not the only hot spot in Xiangcheng. It is just that Xiangcheng was the first to be hit by hot searches. In some places, the hot searches were deceived. The hot searches were deleted and the sealing work was done. It was particularly successful. I don't know what it is like.

Then Ye Yiming sighed:

"The top commander of the garrison in NA City just called me to ask me to borrow the garrison. I have a garrison for the fart.

The captains heard Ye Yiming’s words, their expressions became serious, and some people muttered softly.

"How did it happen? We have worked so hard for so long, but we are still under control in Xiangcheng, and this constantly mutating virus has appeared in NA City. Can they fix it?"

There is a very heavy sense of sadness that envelopes the hearts of all the garrison captains. Everyone knows that the reason why they can maintain their current relaxed state is because they have Qiao Lingxiang.

Zombie mice are difficult to kill, but so far, the Xiangcheng garrison has not yet killed a garrison.

But what's the situation in NA City? You don't need to bother to inquire, you can probably guess what a miserable situation is.

It’s no wonder that NA City is still looking for Ye Yiming for garrison. Without Qiao Lingxiang, the death rate of both garrison and civilians is very high.

Only the lives of the garrison can be saved, and the lives of the civilians can be saved. Those unarmed flat-headed people can be quarantined for 72 hours and then leave the city unharmed.

And all of this, the top garrison commander of NA City thought that Ye Yiming had done it himself.

Unless Qiao Lingxiang is used, NA City will be a piece of bone sooner or later.

Thinking of this, some of the captains looked at Ye Yiming, and some looked back at Qiao Lingxiang. To be honest, borrowing Qiao Lingxiang is equivalent to borrowing the life of Xiangcheng Garrison.

Besides, Qiao Lingxiang is not an object. Where can I borrow it?

Xiangcheng has now gone out and almost 300,000 people are garrisoned here, and are stepping up to seal the manhole cover, but everyone knows that this is only temporary.

Mouses are continuing to multiply under the ground that can't be searched by the garrison. After the beginning of spring, they will definitely break out.

If Qiao Lingxiang can't keep it, he will lose the life of the garrison in Xiangcheng, and at best it will only increase the rations for the zombie rats to multiply.

For a while, there was silence in the clearing.

I heard someone cheered up, and deliberately said with a smiley face:

"My grass, Wen Hongtu's son, I said earlier, we can take Wen Hongtu's son as a hostage, and let Wen Hongtu give us all the supplies."

"Okay, I will write a letter of extortion and take care of the wool, and say, Wen Hongtu will not give us supplies, so we will cook his son."

Several captains were immediately excited, one by one, like a bandit, just have fun in time. Whether he is a soldier or a thief, it has already arrived at this time. Naturally, how happy they came.

For a time, the entire Xiangcheng garrison's highest combat meeting immediately tilted the building and turned into how to write a blackmail letter to Wen Hongtu. Qiao Lingxiang, who was queuing up for the rice porridge, couldn't help laughing.

White rice porridge was delivered from the Xiangcheng East Headquarters. Two wounded garrisons were helping to make the porridge. Someone saw Qiao Lingxiang, who was at the end of the line, hurriedly raised a large pot and spoon, and shouted:

"Dr. Joe, Dr. Joe, come here, call you first."

Qiao Lingxiang, who was lining up in line, immediately shook her hand, blushing slightly, and said:

"No, I'll just be in line, no need."

"You are welcome, Dr. Joe, you are ahead of me. Come on."

At the front of the line to lead the porridge, a few garrisons turned around, waved to Qiao Lingxiang, and enthusiastically asked her to jump in the line.

Qiao Lingxiang waved her hands all the time, flushed by everyone's enthusiasm.

Next to   , looking at Qiao Lingxiang's big left who had taken off her mask, she shouted,

"Doctor Joe, look here!"

Qiao Lingxiang turned his head and looked over. Before he could see what the big left hand was holding, he heard the big left shout happily:

"Ah, I got it, it looks good."

what? Qiao Lingxiang squinted her eyes, only to find that she was holding a mobile phone in her big left hand, and the surrounding garrison immediately shouted excitedly:

"Does it look good? Send me, send me, Dazuo, send me."

"Send to the group, we will download it ourselves."

Some people also gloated:

"Da Zuo, be careful, Captain Cen is behind us."

"I'll go, he has the ability, come and cut me."

Da Zuo turned his head and looked at the medical tent. He felt it was impossible. If there was a tent in the team to rest, Cen would be invulnerable without being injured. He would not go to the medical tent at all.

At this time, Cen Yi was sleeping on Qiao Lingxiang’s small table. He felt his mobile phone ringing in his combat vest. When he took it out, Fanyou pulled him into a garrisoned spanking group.

In the    group, Da Zuo posted a photo of Qiao Lingxiang blushing with shame.

Everyone’s reaction to Qiao Lingxiang’s photo,

Left: It’s so good-looking, I want to take more shots.

Cen Yi: Those who take photos, look for death!

Lu Zhengqing: Save it quickly, I will make a screensaver.

Qiao Yuelan: Is this me? Who took pictures of me secretly again?

(End of this chapter)