The office is covered with a dark red carpet, and the bookshelves on the four walls are full of small arms models, medals, and commemorative plates. The nearly two-meter-long circular desk is surrounded by a bright glass wall.

Schools of fish drift past behind the glass walls, and sunlight casts down from the dazzling sea, forming a natural and magnificent spectacle.

There is a photo frame on the table. In the photo frame is a photo of Meng Jianguo and Meng Feng when he was a child, and Meng Feng's mother. Xiao Mengfeng looked bitter and hated, obviously very unhappy.

Liu Yan sat down and looked at Meng Jianguo behind the desk.

He looks very much like Meng Feng, the two father and son are simply printed in the same mold, with exactly the same eyebrows, the same nose bridge, the same resolute lip line and facial contour.

There is only one difference: Meng Feng's eyes inherited his runaway mother, with a touch of tenderness, while Meng Jianguo's eyes have a sharp look like a falcon.

If it wasn't for the difference between their eyes, Liu Yan almost thought that Meng Feng was born out of Meng Jianguo's cells.

At this moment, this forty-year-old man gave him the feeling that he was facing a mature and calm Meng Feng. Although he is nearly half a hundred years old, he does not show any signs of old age. Meng Feng's resolute and handsome demeanor is faintly reflected in his father's bones, turning into a battle-hardened bravery and a military demeanor that has been through the vicissitudes of life.

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Liu Yanshi had heard that he was only a lieutenant colonel in the past, and Meng Feng could not reach the protection level of the second generation of the army. Meng Feng's grandmother was also very unhappy with this son, and even moved out of the military compound to live in a civilian residential area.

Liu Yan sometimes even doubted whether Meng Feng was the illegitimate son of Meng Jianguo. He had met Meng Jianguo several times, and there was no doubt that Meng Jianguo knew him as well.

Now facing a man who is very similar to Meng Feng, the belly draft that was made earlier suddenly can't be said.

"You only have three minutes." Meng Jianguo, wearing a neat military uniform, leaned over and pressed a timer on the table.

The ticking second hand begins to move.

Liu Yan: "Did Major General Meng and your family have such a time-limited conversation?"

Meng Jianguo said coldly: "Don't you think that wearing a diamond ring makes you really my daughter-in-law?"

"Of course not." Liu Yan said, "If you want, you can pick it up now and give it to you. How much can a ring do?"

"You're here to tell me this?" Meng Jianguo said, "two minutes and thirty seconds."

Liu Yan said, "What were you doing when we were fleeing in the zombie tide?"

Meng Jianguo: "I'm protecting you."

Liu Yan: "Your protection is obviously ineffective, we all almost died."

Meng Jianguo: "I protect not only the two of you. If you give up the country and the people and go to my son in that situation, you will be a sinner, two minutes and fifteen seconds."

Liu Yan: "Now you have separated us, he is on the front line, there is no mechanic, and thousands of people are waiting for him to rescue. He wants to go deep into the most infected area, but only three vehicles and four team members, Lai Jie doesn't even know how to use most of the equipment, please send me to help them."

Meng Jianguo: "You are a talent, you must stay here, there are more people who need you. Everyone has their own place, two minutes."

Liu Yan: "Talent?! When you ordered unarmed talents to shoot, what was the role of those people?! What was the role of your son to you?!"

Meng Jianguo finally looked directly at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan said: "If your son sacrifices one day, it is to fulfill your reputation as a 'tiger father but no dog son'. Meng Feng is working hard on the front line in order not to become your shame. You are sitting in the safe and stable rear, waiting for the condolence call. Let me think about it, have you prepared your eulogy? You paid your son for the motherland, covered in glory, and glittering with gold, and I guess the government will give you another medal in due course?"

Meng Jianguo: "Don't be so ignorant, Liu Yan! K3 is a group of people who dedicated their lives to the motherland! He volunteered to serve in the special forces!"

"He's not willing at all!" Liu Yan roared: "Do you remember his tone on the day after the college entrance examination? He's begging you! Please find him a university! You let him become a soldier! He listens to your words and becomes a soldier! Soldier! Wait for you to find him a job when you come out! Now you don't even send him a mechanic! You broke us up three times! Do you have the heart to watch your son die?"

Meng Jianguo roared: "It turns out that if I hadn't sent him into k3, he would still be alive now?! Are you still alive? Extremely stupid! You can't even find your ideal, how can you be a man! He will Falling in love with someone like you, indulging in little love and little love, is simply my shame!"

"He is not your shame!" Liu Yan said bluntly, "You are his shame!"

"When he dies." Liu Yan's tone slowed down: "My mother and Meng Feng's mother will look at you from the sky. People who cultivate themselves, organize the family, govern the country and the world, and don't even love their own son. , I doubt you will love the people, Uncle Meng."

With a ding sound, the timer is over, and three minutes are up.

Meng Jianguo said: "If you love him or not, you don't need to explain to you, you can get out."

Liu Yan: "I didn't ask you to explain to me. The opportunity is right in front of you. Send me to the front line. I know you lack a mechanic."

Meng Jianguo shook his head slowly, and Liu Yan finally threw out his trump card: "If you don't send me, be careful that I will cause trouble for you."

Meng Jianguo suddenly laughed and said sarcastically, "Please."

Liu Yan said: "Don't underestimate me, if you don't want a bunch of button robots to run up the eighteenth floor all day long and explode everywhere, or the wiring in the central workshop is messed up, or suddenly appear in your new weapon. Strange gadgets... By the way, Dr. Wei likes me very much, and let me participate in the design of his Oaks complex salvage operation. I only need to move a few small places, enough for you to walk around, if Meng Feng dies , I will pull the entire sixth district to bury him, do you believe it?"

Meng Jianguo said solemnly: "Then I will shoot you first."

"Please." Liu Yan said: "You should have shot me right now. Afterwards, Zhuge Liang was obviously not very wise."

"Do you think I dare not, Liu Yan." Meng Jianguo took out a dick, didn't even look at him, and concentrated on the bullet.

"Come on." Liu Yan smiled and said, "Meng Feng will take revenge on me. He is fighting to the death on the front line. You shoot me from the rear to send me back to the west. After returning, I think the situation of father and son cannibalism must be quite lively."

Meng Jianguo: "..."

Liu Yan said: "Or you can lock me up. After I hit the wall and commit suicide, Meng Feng will also come to avenge me."

What Meng Jianguo thought in his mind was confirmed by Liu Yan again.

"Give me a table." Liu Yan said, "I don't need you to care about the future. My mother is dead. There are no relatives in this world. You and Meng Feng are my only relatives. I I will be responsible for my life, but I don't think you will admit to having my relatives."

Meng Jianguo said: "The mechanic's vaccine can only be paid at your own expense. You can't afford it. If you go, you will only die. None of those mechanics will come back alive."

Liu Yan: "No need, as long as I die with Meng Feng, I will be very satisfied."

Meng Jianguo was silent for a long time, until the adjutant knocked on the door, Liu Yan said, "Dad, have you ever loved those women? Is mother still alive? You never thought about her?"

The long-lost title touched Meng Jianguo, and he said casually: "I didn't admit that you are someone from Meng Feng, you can only call me uncle."

Liu Yan said: "This is a family tradition, it's polite, I don't want to call you that yet, let's see."

Meng Jianguo: "..."

"I don't think you have the slightest courtesy, and I never planned to accept you as a member of my family." Meng Jianguo opened the drawer, took out a watch, covered it with a steel seal, and signed it at the bottom Name, threw the watch to Liu Yan and conceded defeat.

"You will have this idea one day." Liu Yan retorted: "That's why I said wait and see."

The adjutant knocked on the door again. Meng Jianguo had a lot of work to do. Liu Yan took the watch and folded it, and turned to go out without saying a word.

"Bring him some chocolate." Meng Jianguo said behind Liu Yan: "He liked to eat that when he was a child."

Liu Yan said: "I see, I still want to go to the seventh district."

"This can't help you." Meng Jianguo said: "It's more practical for you to swallow gold. Don't threaten me with your little tricks. I can't even enter the seventh district."

Liu Yan had to say: "Okay, goodbye, Meng Feng actually still loves you, thank you for your special approval, so I love you too, Dad."

"Don't be so nauseous!" Meng Jianguo roared coldly, Liu Yan was in a good mood, he couldn't help laughing, and there was a sense of success.

Liu Yan closed the door and came out, and waited in the lounge for a while until Hu Jue and his company executives finished their meeting.

"Are you going to the front?" Hu Jue asked in a low voice.

Liu Yan took the cigarette, and the two stopped beside the vast underwater glass wall of Hongqiao.

"I'm going to help Meng Feng." Liu Yan said.

Hu Jue said: "I heard that there is a vaccine to prevent Ox virus, but the output is very small. You have a good relationship with Meng Jianguo, don't you? Can you help me?"

Liu Yan looked at Hu Jue's eyes.

Hu Jue: "You want money, right? How much is a dozen?"

Liu Yan: "Six million dollars a 'needle' can only prevent three infections, how many 'needles' do you need?"

Hu Jue said in disbelief: "God! Six million dollars?!!"

"Huh?" Liu Yan nodded slowly and looked at Hu Jue.

"How much do you want!" Hu Jue said with ecstasy: "How much can you buy? Go and ask the big brother..."

Liu Yan fell.

"I was wrong, Brother Hu..."

"No, wait, the order from our boss, just tell me who to buy it from..."

"Meng Jianguo can't wait to kill me! He just drew his gun..."

Liu Yan and Hu Jue left the seventh floor noisily, Liu Yan went to hand in the form, then tore out all the drawings in the workshop on the eighteenth floor and copied them, rolled up the useful drawings, and stole a public one by the way. Tablet computer, connect the information line, download a lot of useful information, take it, go back to the dormitory to pack.

Liu Yan was so tired that night that he couldn't tell, and there was not much attachment here. He lay on the bed and dreamed of his mother.

I dreamed of an empty hospital, and the zombies swarmed up, biting frantically, tearing his body, bones, and soul to pieces.

A blue light spread out in front of him, like the boundless blue sea, sinking his broken body into the bottom of the sea.

"Liu Yan." A strange man's voice sounded, and he touched his head with one hand: "Get up, it's nine o'clock."

Liu Yan was very comfortable to touch in his dream, and the warm big hand made him feel like he was woken up by his father. man sitting by his bed.

"Who are you..."

"Instructor k3." The man introduced himself: "Zheng Feihu."

Liu Yan nodded slowly, and Zheng Feihu said, "It's nine o'clock."

Liu Yan immediately returned to look for clothes and trousers, Zheng Feihu said, "I'm not busy, we have time."

"Are you going too?" Liu Yan asked.

Zheng Feihu looked thirty-five or sixteen years old, his expression was serious and serious, his body was neatly tidied up, and he replied, "I'll take you to the ground."

He took a set of neatly folded clothes and handed it to Liu Yan. It was a khaki military uniform with Liu Yan's temporary military rank on it. This is a state regulation. The family receives a pension in the rear.

Liu Yan obtained the rank of sergeant. Of course, the rank was irrelevant to him. The suit fit well and was specially prepared for mechanics. He put on his boots and found an inconspicuous sign on his arm.

Zheng Feihu was usually unsmiling, and then said: "Meng Feng and Lai Xiaojie are both students I brought out. The Hurricanes have made great contributions in the operation. Thank you very much for going to the front line to support them this time."

"You are..." Liu Yan was dumbfounded: "Are you Meng Feng's instructor?"

Zheng Feihu nodded.

Liu Yan looked at him sideways and said, "It's not like that."

Zheng Feihu said lightly: "Get dressed and go."

Liu Yan's backpack was packed last night. When he got up, his arm had a sharp pain. His left hand was sore and cold. It was like adjusting the speed of macromolecular medicine to the fastest speed during infusion. Dazzling.

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Zheng Feihu said: "This is a normal reaction, it will subside automatically in a day, don't be nervous."

Liu Yan said, "What is the normal reaction?"

Zheng Feihu didn't say anything. Liu Yan felt like he was stepping on cotton, and he couldn't even walk steadily. He asked, "What's going on? I think I have a fever..."

"I'll carry you." Zheng Feihu said.

Liu Yan hurriedly said no, but he stumbled into the elevator and couldn't hold it. Finally, Zheng Feihu finally carried him on his back, carried a parts box, and went to the ground.

The sun was overwhelming, and the sea breeze was blowing. When Liu Yan saw the sun, he immediately felt comfortable, and he was no longer dizzy and nauseated.

"Are you the devil instructor?" Liu Yan suddenly asked.

Zheng Feihu said, "They all say that about me?"

Liu Yan smiled and said, "Meng Feng said that you are still Lai Jie's teacher."

Zheng Feihu nodded and said, "His original name was Lai Xiaojie, but he changed his name to Lai Jie later. He is one year older than Meng Feng, and he is a senior of Meng Feng. Both of them are my students."

Liu Yan nodded, Zheng Feihu was not good at words, and Liu Yan didn't ask any more questions.

He sent Liu Yan to the take-off platform of the aircraft carrier Varyag and said, "This aircraft carrier is the oldest aircraft carrier in China. The original name was Varyag."

Liu Yan said: "Yes, it has been 25 years since it was launched in 1988."

Zheng Feihu nodded and said, "Get on the plane, I wish you safety and protect them."

When Liu Yan got on the back of the plane, Zheng Feihu helped him fasten his seat belt and said, "My child, take care."

Liu Yan: "..."

Liu Yan said, "Come on too, Instructor."

Zheng Feihu's eyes were red and he nodded, only then did Liu Yan notice that his rank was lieutenant colonel.

Zheng Feihu jumped off the plane and said loudly, "Let's go!"

The jets of the aircraft were activated. It was an old refurbished F5 fighter jet. There was only one passenger, Liu Yan. The pilot in the front cabin said loudly, "Hold on tight! Boy!"

The strong wind swept across the runway of the aircraft carrier, and the seagulls flew in shock in an instant. Hu Jue, Zhang Min and Cassia ran onto the aircraft carrier, and the friends who came to see them off finally took a step slower.

Liu Yan shouted in the wind, "I'll be back——!"

Zheng Feihu saluted him, the speed of the plane taxiing on the runway was getting faster and faster, and when it rushed to the end of the landing track of the Varyag, there was a loud hum, the blue sky, the sea, and the white clouds, all the scenes were instantly thrown into the air. At the end of the day, it becomes a little black spot.

Liu Yan felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he almost vomited. The driver's voice in the front cabin said, "Are you alright?"

Liu Yan's face was pale, he nodded repeatedly, leaned on the seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

The pilot of the front cabin said: "Arrived at the designated location in three hours, skip the umbrella?!"

"No!" Liu Yan said, "Where do we land?"

"Don't land!" The driver said, "Go skydiving! Throw you down and I'll go!"

Liu Yan: "..."

"I didn't jump over the umbrella!" Liu Yan said, "I will fall to my death!"

The driver said: "It's okay! It's all electronically controlled now! See your seat belt? There's an altimeter on it!"

Liu Yan glanced at it. He was already at an altitude of 20,000 meters. The driver said, "After I lower the altitude, I will throw you down and the parachute will automatically open..."

Liu Yan seemed to have heard a big joke: "You want me to parachute into the zombie pile?"

"Someone is in charge of the response! You can rest assured!" The driver comforted: "The wind direction, weather, and altitude will be automatically calculated by the computer, you don't need to worry about it! The deviation of the landing site will not exceed 50 meters!"

Liu Yan screamed: "What if there is a problem with the equipment?! What if the parachute can't be opened? No spare umbrella bag?!"

The driver said: "Don't you do this yourself? What are you afraid of? You haven't received training, can you use a spare umbrella bag?! Don't think about it! The safety factor is very high!"

Liu Yan cried out in despair, "It's because I do this business that I know the safety factor is unreliable!"

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Liu Yan: "The machine also has the chance of making mistakes, not to mention the error is 50 meters! What if there is a group of zombies 50 meters away?!"

"There will be no problem!" the driver said loudly: "Don't worry! I have carried more than 3,000 logistics technicians..."

Liu Yan felt a little more at ease as soon as these words came out, the driver continued: "...We have only fallen to death less than ten people in total!"

Liu Yan: "..."

Driver: "Just kidding! Have you had breakfast yet?"

Liu Yan completely lost to him.

The driver said again: "Eat more! Let's hit the road!"

Liu Yan: "..."

The plane passed through the vast sea of ​​clouds. It only took three hours from the high seas base to the mission site of the Hurricane Team. The pilot began to lower the altitude and took off the communicator: "This is the Silver Eagle, call Lai Xiaojie, call Lai Xiaojie..."

Lai Jie's voice came from the communicator, and there was a deafening gunshot, and he shouted: "What's the matter, hurry up! I'm in the zombie pile! It's ready to detonate, everyone quickly retreat!"

Liu Yan: "..."

Driver: "I'm going to drop logisticians at your target location!"

Lai Jie roared: "Damn! Come on now! Cast it, good luck to that unlucky boy! Don't fall into 50,000 zombies!"

Liu Yan's face turned pale, and he shouted: "Hey, wait! Are they on a mission? I'm going to fucking die-!!"

The driver said: "Put it in!"

Before Liu Yan could finish speaking, the hatch opened with a bang and ejected him.

"Good luck..." The pilot's voice came, and the Silver Eagle swept its wings beautifully in high-speed flight, turned a somersault and left.

Liu Yan couldn't hear anything anymore. The whistling wind blew his eyes red and weeping. The feeling of weightlessness enveloped him in an instant. The sky and the earth turned around, passing through the layers of clouds and mist, and the scene on the ground gradually became clearer.

Matchbox-like houses, finger-wide roads, Dengfeng city full of flames, black smoke drifting far away along the west wind, like a battlefield like Shura Purgatory.

The earth swirled towards him, Liu Yan fell like a cannonball, and his pupils contracted slightly involuntarily because of fear.

The parachute didn't open... A panic rose in Liu Yan's heart.

Not open! Liu Yan touched it with his backhand, the backpack was as usual, the height detector beeped, and the red light turned on.

In an instant, there was a thud behind the back, and the umbrella bag opened.

The poor and nervous Liu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the scene became clearer and clearer. He saw a nearly ten-story high-rise building with zombies densely surrounding it downstairs.

On the top of the building, four people were holding machine guns, shooting the zombies that rushed to the rooftop in turn.

No way... Liu Yan slowly fell in the air and became nervous again. If the deviation of the landing point exceeds 50 meters... Floating downstairs... tens of thousands of zombies can eat him in an instant.

As the distance got closer and closer, he saw Meng Feng throw a bomb and nail it on the roof of the hut. Everyone jumped and fell down. The bomb exploded, and a ray of flame spread, completely collapsing the roof exit.

Liu Yan floated to the center of the rooftop, his head buzzed, his vision was pitch black, and a strong arm hugged him.

The last thing heard was a muffled sound.

"Skydiving Syndrome...Relax, kid..."

"Liu Yan? Why are you?"

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