Chapter 311: Your uncle, me.
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Apocalypse Meltdown
- Twenty-Two Knife Flow
- 1276 characters
- 2021-02-03 03:05:29
The words of the priestly order made the meeting room quiet, but most people were blinded and did not say anything. Zhuang Hong was also blinded, but soon he smiled: "I didn't say that, although other The base is not good at fighting zombies, but it is also a person in our Huaxia area. We can't be wrong because the other party can't do it. It's just that some things are going to be long-term. After the end of the world, many things are different. The communication is not timely. Let other survivor bases no longer look at the top of Beijing."
Some words are very reasonable, but they all show Zhuang Hong’s attitude. He does not intend to count the entire Chinese human being as a companion. The strong can earn but must be his own, and the displaced are exiled. The disobedient survivors and evolutionists give up directly.
This is also the end of the life of Chu Han in the last world, but in the few months since the end of the world, this situation is not obvious.
Zhuang Hong’s dictatorship and concealed meaning can be understood by the people present. The animal husbandry commander is silent in the first place, but his eyes are shining with cold light. The side of Luo Ming’s body is already sitting straight, the same eyes are cold, both of them are Look to the people present, waiting for their answers and choices.
After a long silence, the meeting room began to whisper.
"Actually, what Zhuang Hong will say is very reasonable."
"It is true that we cannot protect ourselves, and we cannot afford to have so many people."
"The main reason is that those people are not worth our help."
"The end of the world has disrupted everything and needs to be reorganized."
"Just settle it, if you really want to contact other survivor bases, you need to turn them over every year."
"This is a good idea."
Listening to the crowd, you said a word, like a unintentional chat, but actually forced the animal husbandry and other people, Zhuang Hong’s face finally showed a satisfied smile, he stood up and walked to the first few steps, went straight In front of the first animal priest.
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and once again calmed down the scene. Zhuang Hong’s meaning is already obvious. He wants power, but now he is ambition and can’t wait too much.
The priestly order looked at him quietly, and Zhuang Hong, who was oppressed, was not in the position of being moved, and the bones of the wind were unfolded.
Next to Luo Ming sip a cup of tea, as if watching the excitement generally do not care.
"Mr. Commander." Zhuang Hong with a arrogant and strong smile, voice oppression: "The people you are not willing to come, my people have already won the battle, and the casualties are still against the aliens who can control the zombies. How many zombies can be manipulated by one hundred different species? Is this data stronger than the battle of Chuhan in the dead city?"
No one answered him, but Zhuang Hong did not care. He continued: "Chuhan has never been exposed. Who knows him except a name? But Anze is different. He was originally a military man. He has a status in the military. In life, there will be supporters in the Shangjing base. Our base needs a facade to support the field. Anzebi Chuhan is more suitable, everyone said?
In the last sentence, when Zhuang Hong asked, he turned his head and looked at the other people present. The sound of the echo soon sounded.
"Yes, I support the support of Major General Anze."
"Chu Han, this person we don't understand, we haven't seen it, we can't trust him because of the other side's words."
"Yes, the Beijing base is not something that anyone can come in."
Listening to the words of everyone, Zhuang Hong is even more arrogant. He suddenly feels that today is an excellent opportunity. He is a good place to be with the people. He turned to look at the commander of the pastor. Zhuang Hong’s eyes were sharp and the voice sounded:
Mr. You are old, watching people see things is not allowed, I see this position, can you retire?"
This is a word
Hey!
All four were shocked. Everyone stood up and Zhuang Hong was forced to give way to the order. !
Luo Ming’s index finger, which was randomly placed on the table, suddenly went on, and then it was the slamming of the slamming, and the screaming, as if the moment had just stopped, it was only an illusion.
The priest ordered to sit in the ground and quietly watched Zhuang Hong, who showed his ambition in front of him, without any reaction.
Seeing the two old and undead are the attitude of ignoring this. Zhuang Hong’s face is getting heavier and heavier, and then suddenly burst out:
The old things that are not dead, I can’t hear you?
The outbreak of this sentence has already torn the face, and even the clothes are too lazy to install.
"You don't have to listen to the fart." This is Luo Ming, his smile is very weird, with a touch of ridicule.
This sentence directly makes Zhuang Hong's anger more superior. He has been watching this position for a long time. In his opinion, what planning is going to be in the end, what survivors are needed? He should see all the people except the evolutionary and the intensifiers. All he wants is that Jiangshan is power, and the end of the world is good. It is an opportunity for him to realize his ambition!
Hey!
A gun suddenly appeared in the hands of Zhuang Hong, the muzzle directly pointed to the head of the animal husbandry, Zhuang Hong's eyes were cold, and the net was completely broken.
The entire conference hall suddenly fell into a freezing point, everyone did not dare to speak out, Zhuang Hong really did not think of this hand, just so quickly shot, the Beijing base will inevitably chaos!
"Admiral Zhuang Hong, you are still too young." The animal husbandry ordered only one such sentence.
Next to Luo Ming is a strange smile.
"Fuck!" Zhuang Hong burst into a foul mouth, and his fingers suddenly tried to pull the trigger.
Hey!
A gunshot sounded and suddenly sounded in the conference room.
puff!
A blood, suddenly shot from the hands of Zhuang Hong.
Hey!
Zhuang Hong’s gun slammed into the ground and made a sound that made everyone’s heart tremble.
Was it even Zhuang Hong?
Who opened the gun?
"Ah!" Zhuang Hong screamed at the right hand, panicked and panicked and looked around: "Who? Who?! Who attacked me?!"
"Your grandfather, me!" Chen’s voice suddenly entered from outside the door, holding a very ordinary automatic rifle in his hand, and his mouth was still smoking.
Chen Shaoye’s sudden appearance, and the superb shots that were not as good as the ones that surprised him, surprised everyone in the conference room and looked at this sudden reversal. Zhuang Hong dared to scare them with the guns. The legs are soft, and at this moment, Chen Shaoye, who has a lower rank than Zhuang Hong, dares to shoot directly, but makes everyone scared almost.
The general will deal with the commander, and the lieutenant will shoot at the general. This is too confusing!
The priest ordered the back of the tight body to lean back slowly, but the heart was a bitter smile. I didn’t expect Zhuang Hong to be so bold, and he didn’t even think that when he happened, his colleagues chose it. Ignore, let the animal husbandry feel like a roller coaster, Chen Shaoye's shooting method is simply a legend, and the only Luo standing on his side is always leisurely tea.
This old fox is leisurely!