Chapter 1110: Wasteland (14)

Zhang Ni’s sister is named Zhang Ling, an old woman with only class B evolving strength and who can only lie in the nursing room all day long. She has a strong reputation and status in the upper floors of the Uehara base.
Zhang Ni knew what Dong Qing was thinking. She sneered. "You still don't pay attention to my sister. It is impossible for her to come forward and promote your marriage with Ma Siling."
The thought was taken apart, and Dong Qing's face appeared a little embarrassed.
Don't look at him as the ‘God of War’ recognized by the Uehara base, but in many ways, he can’t be the only one.
Especially in the two special department systems of Maoshan School and Abilities.
They are not under the jurisdiction of the base's high-level, and form their own.
One is directly assigned by the government. The leader, the leader and the military. The leader.
After all, the Uehara base is a base for advocating the people. The base is not Dong Qing’s strongest, and he can do whatever he wants. The military and the government have provisions that restrict Dong Qing’s rights.
Dong Qing was not annoyed when she touched the nail from Zhang Ni.
Thirty years ago, after he was successfully promoted to ss-level evolutionary and became more and more eroded in his life style, his relationship with his three wives became worse and worse.
The powerful strength and the empty mindset made Dong Qing completely lost in the thrill of power and power.
As for Commander Ma, who coveted him, after the return of this mission, Dong Qing was confident that he could not escape his palm.
Compared with the beautiful appearance of Commander Ma who is also an s-class evolver who can stay forever, Dong Qing pays more attention to Commander Ma's absolute control over the Uehara base.
Whether it is the government part, the high-level military, or the squadrons and the Maoshan faction, Ma Ling, who has rooted his tentacles in all aspects of the base of Uehara.
It is by no means Dong Qing, the flashy'God of War', can reach it.
Even his own "Admiral" rank was only awarded to him by Commander Ma.
To the 20-year-old Jiao wife who just entered the door in her arms, the gentle and gentle whisper of the Jiao wife didn't attract Dong Qing's attention. His mind was already on tomorrow when he went to the military camp to find the commander of the horse, how to'force the palace '.
"This time, you can't push it away anymore." Dong Qing smiled lowly, and finally threw her on the bed in a cry of exquisite wife Jiao.
Uehara city base, military headquarters, green military uniform on the upper body, straight leather boots and camouflage pants on the lower body. This brave woman is the horse commander who controls the military and civilian order of 300,000 survivors in Uehara.
While reviewing the documents on the construction of the base, the woman frowned slightly, and the migraine recurred.
Since taking over his father’s job 40 years ago, the migraine problem has been irreversible.
I am afraid that no one will say that even a s-class evolutionary with a physique might be entangled in a migraine.
This is caused by her overwork, there is no good solution, only reasonable rest and high quality sleep.
But the burden of operating the entire base is on her, how can she have enough rest time.
After pouring out two painkillers specially developed for her by the Academy of Sciences, she swallowed and drank, and the woman continued to review the documents in front of her.
According to the normal schedule of Ma Siling, she had to work until 1 a.m. before going to rest.
Today, not only are there more reports, but General Dong Qing also led the return of the two divisions. Many emerging problems require her to solve them one by one.
Another two hours passed, and it is now half past one.
The guard had just reminded her that it was time, but Commander Ma still did not stop the progress of reviewing the documents.
Looking at the major survivor bases throughout the country, Uehara can have today's achievements, and 20% of the credit should go to this diligent and beautiful female commander.
The office of the headquarters is very quiet, except for the weak breathing of the guards outside the door, there is only the sound of the ‘shar’ approval documents of the commander of the horse in the office.
A tall figure gradually emerged from the darkness. Looking at this devious girl, Locke suddenly felt an unreal feeling.
At that time, the double ponytail had become a long hair, compared with that, it was less lively, more solemn and serious.
The speed of reviewing the documents never slowed, and Locke didn't bother her, so she looked at it quietly.
Although he had just arrived at the Uehara City Base, Locke had already passed a mental inspection to know which old people were still alive and who had died.
Seventy-eight years is too long to cut off life and death.
It is also thanks to this eschatology that allowed humanity to evolve and reappear the Dao Law, so that so much old knowledge can be persisted to the present.
Until 2:15 in the morning, the document was finally reviewed.
With a sigh of relief, he took a sip of cold water that had already been chilled. When Ma Siling was just about to stretch out his waist and go to rest, he looked up and saw the figure in front of him who didn't know when he was there.
Staring at Rock with a blank stare, Commander Ma seems to have forgotten the time and the need to hurry to sleep, and then to participate in a meeting about the planning and construction of the base early in the morning.
The air seemed to freeze, and the two looked at each other.
The cold tactile sensation of the wet clothes made Ma Siling finally recover, and looked down, it turned out that the tears had already dripped from her eyes and dripped onto her military uniform.
Tears flowed, Commander Ma, or Ma Xiaoxiao, choked and asked, "Isn’t I dreaming?"
With a long sigh, Locke stepped forward to embrace her in her arms.
The real touch made Ma Xiaoxiao cry more fiercely. She did not doubt the authenticity of the things in front of her, nor did she doubt that Locke’s identity was fake.
Just as he left without trace, this guy appeared to her today without any warning.
"You actually broke through a level, which I did not expect." Locke said in a low voice.
Regardless of the plane, the birth rate of individuals above level one is extremely low. Ma Xiaoxiao can stand out from hundreds of thousands of human survivors. The strong background is one aspect, and there is another layer of reason because she was already talented. people.
Ma Xiaoxiao did not understand the connection between the s-class evolver and Locke’s ‘first-class’, but this did not prevent her from crying excitedly at the familiar and unfamiliar voice.
No matter how comforting Locke is, the No. 1 leader of the Uehara base, a commander of horses loved by the citizens of 300,000 survivors, has completely restored the soft side of his woman today.
No one knows how it feels to like someone, and has always liked it for seventy-eight years without changing his mind.
Locke only knew that he seemed to owe this woman a lot.