Vol 2 Chapter 262: Promotion 2/5 more

All night, Chi Yong came over like this. Some people noticed that he didn't sleep, but no one cares about him. He reminded him that in the last days, everyone must be responsible for their decisions.
Chi Yong looked at the darkest sky in the early morning with a rifle. It seemed to be waiting for the first morning light to drive the morning out, and also to dispel the gloom in his heart. Suddenly, a footstep stepped on the steel deck and sounded around him. Stop, he has not yet seen who it is, sitting next to him, turning his head and seeing his captain, motor.
"I still want to think about Liu Wei? What can be thought of, he is like that, not killed by you, or killed by the vice captain, do you really have the heart to see him being torn by those things and eaten?"
Chi Yong is too far to look at the motor, twisting his body and sliding to the floor with a backpack, looking at the iron plate on the top of his head:
"Captain···You don’t have to persuade me... I know... In that case, it’s me, I’m willing to have a good time, it’s psychologically uncomfortable... I’m still eating with him in a pot a few hours ago. ····
He is a driver, renting a taxi. If we used to, we wouldn’t know each other. Individuals have personal living methods. He can’t enter my circle. I can’t enter his circle, but now he is my closest relative. ····My only relatives···

Said here, Chi Yong began to sob, hugged his helmet, buried his head and wept, listening to Chi Yong’s snoring, the motor sighed, Chi Yong’s age was too small, even 23 did not, mood is not Stability is also normal.
"I was a soldier with him. At that time, no one knew anyone. They were all friends who had been killed on the battlefield. When they came to die, he became my big brother. I became his brother. What a good thing. I always remembered me. In order to let me eat a few more meat, he played a lot with others.
I am an only child, no brothers and sisters, I don't know how other people's big brothers do it, but he is my big brother. If you can only live one, he will definitely rush to die.
呜··呜呜···· I shot.···· I killed him... I killed my big brother... Why didn’t I be below, why wasn’t he on board, even if and He is a dead man..."
When the motor heard it, the brows were wrinkled, and Chi Yong had a heart of death. The human beings of the last days were very strong and fragile. The nerves were tight all the time. In order to survive, they were willing to fight and grab. Once they met, they could not Suffering from the blow, they will think of self-liberation, wasted a lot of people to seek survival opportunities, the end of the world is a cruel knockout, can not persist, they can only wait to be eliminated.
"Crap it, you just want to die? Why don't you jump from the boat yourself? Is it hard to live now, the previous bitterness? If your aunt is still alive, what do they think? You are dead, see you. To Liu Wei, what do you say? What is your baby, what is in your mind?"
Chi Yong didn't talk, his heart was suffocating, holding a rifle, and the index finger gently touched the knife face of the folding bayonet.
"Don't think about this in the future... You are no longer your own life. There will be ten lives waiting for you to be responsible. If you hold the idea of ​​finding death, you will kill your team."
The motor said these words, Chi Yong has not turned around, he did not understand, what team, what small captain he did not understand.
"Touch ····" The motor slammed on Chi Yong’s helmet and turned the pool to the ground. The pool looked at the motor with trepidation and asked with trepidation:
What does the team leader have to do with me? I don’t even have a formal soldier?"
"Military leader Chi Yong!!!"
The motor station got up and sang high, and the high-pitched voice woke up the sleeping people on the side. They stared at the blind eyes and looked around, then hit the focal length to the motor that stood upright.
"到·····"
Chi Yong climbed up and stood upright in front of the motor. At this time, a group of comrades in Chi Yong also got up and stood up.
"The 8th squad of the militia is now appointed. The first group leader, Chi Yong, is the squad leader of the 8th team of the militia squad. I hope that Captain Chi Yong will be able to maintain discipline in the future battles, fight for the first time, create more merits, and be promoted to the first level. Sergeant, fill in the official team preparation ····"
Chi Yong is stupid, and his comrades around him are stupid. It is not easy for the militia to turn right, because all the official members of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s team are first-class non-commissioned officers. The non-commissioned officers are the life-long occupations of the team. All future births do not need to be sick again. Worry, even if it is disabled, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who became a waste, will raise him.
The militia is equivalent to a recruit. After the official team members die, the body will be transported back to the camp, waiting to be loaded into the sealed coffin and transported back to the base of Guihua Mountain to enjoy the military burial. The militia, if there is time, their bodies will be buried. If there is no time, they will be ignited by a fire, waiting for the end of the battle to be buried. In the last days, the body itself is a food of mutant beasts and zombies.
That is to say, Chi Yong has become a person who can keep his body, although the people of the last days don't care much about these things, but who can't want to die after the death?
"This... This is not a mistake?"
Chi Yong stuttered and talked, but his eyes were not on the serious motor. Some of them were ethereal, and their hands kept squatting. They didn't know where to put them.
"Chief Captain Chi... This is what you deserve, I hope you can take it one step further..."
The motor smiled and encouraged Chi Yong. He admired the young people in front of him. When he broke, he would never drag the water. Although he would regret it afterwards, he would be a hundred times better than hesitating.
"What about you, Captain Nama?"
Chi Yong dare not imagine that he should be in the upper position. What should he do as a former militia captain motor?
"You are still my soldier. My new position is the fourth militia squadron captain. You are still my men. Now I am almost a small captain in the official team. Haha... you played well, and I also commanded meritorious deeds. what."
The motor was originally depressed as a militia captain, but he did not expect that he could become a second-class non-commissioned officer by commanding the militia. Now he has three militia squads~EbookFREE.me~ a small team of 30, that is It is said that he is commanding almost the size of the brigade. In the future, he may not be a third-level non-commissioned officer.
The comrades were sluggish. In the blink of an eye, their companions became official players. Although Chi Yong was awarded a prize at the commendation meeting and got the position of the militia leader, the guns used at that time were different. 63-type rifles and 81 There is no difference in rifles, the identity is the same, the welfare is the same, the only difference is that the team leader has to worry about some trivial things, they are happy.
Chi Yong was also sluggish. He personally killed his eldest brother, but he got the position and identity that his older brother had dreamed of, which made her somewhat unacceptable. It felt like she had stolen it from Liu Wei.
The motor saw that Chi Yong’s face was cloudy and uncertain. He thought that he was still sad for Liu Wei. He stepped forward and patted Chi Yong’s shoulder and said:
"The deputy captain ordered that Liu Wei be an official member. Liu Wei’s achievements last night are all in the eyes. You don’t need to be sad. I want Liu Wei to know that he is fighting the identity of the official team member. He will also Reassuring."
"Can be a big brother has burned into a gray ······"
Chi Yong looked at the direction of the ship's side without a god. It seemed that the big brother was standing there and smiled at him. He felt a pain in his heart.
"Nothing... If I was killed in a war, maybe it would be like him. Just cremate. When we win, you can get his ashes back and transport them back to the camp to let the director of Wang make a bite. The best coffin, shipped back to the most beautiful osmanthus hill, we fired the guns...
Chi Yong became a person in an instant. The former wilting, frustration, and self-blame and sorrow all disappeared. He straightened his back and showed his chest. His eyes stared at the eyes of the motor. For the first time, he wants to fight, in order to get back to the big brother's ashes battle.