I have a room in Huangquan

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Where will the manpower be drawn from? ?

In other words, Kajifel's decision was correct. Destroying the fortress might be a disaster, but these aliens are not much better.

The ending of both sides is enough to let the alliance and the trade union breathe a sigh of relief.

"No! I can't, I can't accept it, I want to go, I want to lead people out!"

The chief of combat staff jumped up from the stool and walked tremblingly towards the door, but no one stopped him.

Pairs of cold and stern eyes stared at the chief of combat staff who was still high-spirited not long ago.

Looking at his embarrassed and terrified appearance at the moment, I feel more and more disappointed in my heart.

Calgifer watched coldly as the chief of staff opened the door of the meeting room, and with a cold face, he pulled the trigger in his hand.

"boom!"

When the bullet opened a bloody hole in the chief of staff's forehead, Kajiffer put down the pistol casually, picked up the information board on the table, and entered a message on it.

The former Chairman of the Senate of the Eighth District and Chief of Staff of the 25th District, died in the line of duty.

After speaking, he threw the information board on the table.

"Ning Chen, I'll leave it to you to be responsible for the detonation!"

Kajiffer directly transferred the authority of the Chief of Staff to Ning Chen, the logistics commander.

Although this guy is a Sax guy.

But during this period of time, Kajifer still had a lot of good feelings towards Ning Chen, who acted resolutely and with a pragmatic style.

Although such a person is very unpleasant.

He always likes to throw cold water on others, but at critical moments, Kajiffer believed in this guy even more.

The permissions have been handed over.

Kajifel stood up, straightened his clothes, put the hat symbolizing the supreme commander on his head, and placed it in front of his seat.

"Everyone, it is my luck and honor to be able to fight side by side with you today. In the end, I will step down as the supreme commander. From now on, I will be an ordinary soldier. On the road to Huangquan, everyone, see you again!"

After Kajifer finished speaking, he saluted deeply to the people in front of him, and strode out of the office.

As the supreme commander of this battle, if he had to die, he hoped that he could die on the battlefield wrapped in horse leather like in the novel.

As soon as Kajifel left, he followed closely, and saw other people take off their hats one after another, and put them neatly on their seats.

After saluting each other, they walked out of the office together.

"Please hide this box together in the underground safe. There is a tracking signal system on it. The union can take back this thing in the future."

On Wang Yu's gray face, no joy or anger could be seen, so he asked Ning Chen to hand over the spirit-suppressing box that sealed the disaster spirit.

"understood!"

Looking at Wang Yu and the calm faces behind him, Ning Chen nodded with complicated emotions.

You know, Wang Chi is the most promising member of the Wang family.

The youngest district chief, a candidate for promotion to the six district chiefs.

It was even once rumored by the outside world that the future of the Wang family will be the talker, but after today, there may be no more Wang Chi.

No!Not just Wang Chi.

There are also the backbone of the Wang family and other families, and even the only three generations of them.

I'm afraid that after today, the strength of the entire trade union and alliance will be weakened by more than half.

"gone!"

After the things were handed over, Wang Chi seemed to be relieved.

He took out a bottle of psionic essence from his pocket, drank it in one gulp, and motioned for everyone to push him away.

Naturally, the spirit-suppressing box that seals the disaster spirit cannot be destroyed.

But it must not fall into the hands of those aliens.

After entrusting it to Ning Chen, Wang Kai no longer has any worries. If he is going to die, then how can he be willing to take the back seat.

Suddenly, in the huge conference room.

The only person left was the lonely Ning Chen.

On the desk, neat military caps were placed there, as if silently sticking to his last post.

"hiss!!"

Taking a deep breath, Ning Chen looked at the Zhenling Box in front of him.

From his bosom, he unhurriedly took out a piece of pale gold money and put it in his hand.

Looking at the note in front of him, Ning Chen's eyes became tangled for a moment.

This ghost note was obtained by him from the Lost Mansion before the war broke out.

What shocked him was that a motorcycle swaggered into his dormitory, left behind a note and a letter, and then disappeared swaggeringly.

This is Area 25, how could it be possible for people to enter and exit at will?

But the fact is so weird, the practical method of this ghost note was mentioned in the letter.

The sender was naturally the guy named Bitther from the Lost Mansion.

According to the method guided in the letter, I can choose to burn this ghost note at this time and leave here.

Or send some important things from here.

"Does it really have this effect? ​​If it is true, I"

In the entanglement, Ning Chen unknowingly folded the money in his hand into the shape of an ingot.

Just when Ning Chen was in a daze.

Suddenly, I heard a long sigh from behind: "The paper ingots are all burned to the dead. You are a young man, and you have a good life. Why are you carrying such an unlucky thing on your body!"

Ning Chen was startled, turned around, and at some point, the cleaning uncle who was in charge of cleaning came in from the door dragging a vacuum cleaner.

"Boom!!!"

Pressing the vacuum cleaner, I saw that the cleaning staff began to clean up meticulously.

Ning Chen was stunned for a while, looking at the brows that were tightly locked in his hands by the Ming notes that he had crumpled into paper ingots, he relaxed for a while.

Looking back at Uncle Cleaning's gray hair at the temples.

There was a long sigh in my heart.

Too bad there is only one.

As the logistics commander, Ning Chen is very clear that there are so many logistics personnel, most of them have families, children and daughters.

The vast majority of them came here to serve as support staff in order to support their families.

After all, the wages here are much more generous than those in the reserve.

But today they are going to be buried together.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen felt very uncomfortable, everyone said that the family and the country are righteous.

But after this great righteousness, how many people can think of how many nameless souls there are under the bones.

"Uncle, don't clean up, sit down with me and have a chat!"

Ning Chen glanced at the note in his hand.

He waved his hand to signal uncle cleaning to come and sit down beside him.

"Hey, you are the officer, you have the final say, but let's say it first, don't deduct my salary!"

Uncle Cleaning looked harmless to humans and animals, and sat beside Ning Chen: "Young man, today is the winter solstice, try the dumplings I made."

"dumpling??"

Ning Chen was startled, and saw Uncle Cleaning take out a lunch box from the bag in his hand.

Open it and see a steaming bowl of dumplings in the lunch box.

It seems that it has just been cooked for a long time.

"You are also Xia people. We Xia people all say that you don't serve dumpling bowls during the winter solstice, and no one cares about your ears being frozen. These are old sayings, but since it is a saying left by our ancestors, there must be a reason. Come and hurry up." Try it!"

As he said that, he sent the food box to Ning Chen without chopsticks.

Ning Chen didn't use chopsticks any more, and took a steaming dumpling with his hands and put it in his mouth.

The hot dumplings are delicious and juicy.

The strong flavors of scallion and pork filling, with a strong nostalgia, pour into the heart.

"good to eat!"

"It's good to eat. You can eat more. I'm getting older. I make more dumplings and eat less."

Ning Chen was eating, and when he heard what the old man said, his eyes turned red, and tears couldn't stop falling from his eyes.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, we"

Seeming to know what Ning Chen said, the uncle waved his hand: "My child, there is no smooth sailing in the world, but there are also obstacles that cannot be overcome."

After finishing speaking, he casually lifted the spirit-suppressing box on the table and carried it on his back.

The palm of his hand lightly patted Ning Chen's shoulder, and before Ning Chen could understand anything, he pinched his fingers and Ning Chen passed out.

"Son, the sky is falling, the old ones, what we Xia people need most is our old things that protect the calf. Go to sleep when you are full. When you wake up, everything will be fine!"

After the uncle finished speaking, he picked up the Zhenling box and walked out in three steps and two steps.

Not forgetting while walking, speaking a rough and deep old accent, reciting a lyrics and music that I don't know where it came from, and walked out of the office door.

From a distance, I only heard: "The soldiers of the captives are in the clouds, and the bones on the battlefield are wrapped around the grass roots. In ancient times, no one has seen the history, but now we see the ancients who have made great achievements."

After the voice fell, I saw that the uncle had gone far away.

Only Ning Chen, who had passed out completely in the office, and the Ming note folded like paper ingots on the table were left behind.

Chapter 299 : Coming! 【First update】

In the square, there is a strong smell of disinfectant and blood, which makes people very uncomfortable.

This was supposed to be the largest military parade and preparation square, but now it has become the last line of the fortress.

In the future, it will be where all the support staff live.

Once it falls, the unarmed ordinary people who rest behind will completely become lambs in the eyes of foreigners.

Wang Zhao walked on the square with a group of people. The group of people looked blankly at the numbers of the surrounding troops with empty eyes, trying to find their original troops and return to the team.

But right now, apart from the wounded who were being treated on the spot, and the doctors and nurses rushing by, they didn't see their former companions anymore.

"Beckett, this way!"

Suddenly, a burst of shouts attracted the attention of Wang Zhao and others.

Beckett's eyes lit up, and when he saw the person greeting him, a smile appeared on his face, and he rushed over.

He punched the man in glasses on the chest in front of him: "Hey, you kid, you don't even have a letter, I almost think you've burped!"

When the non-commissioned officers around heard the words, their expressions suddenly became strange.

But the man with glasses didn't care at all, and hugged Beckett, who was taller and mightier than him, in his arms: "Damn it, I thought you were dead!"

It's really uncomfortable for two big men to gather together in full view, but for these soldiers who have just experienced life and death, they feel very warm.

The man with glasses is none other than Li Qing, who participated in trade union training with Ding Xiaoyi and Beckett, and was even in the same dormitory.

However, Li Qing's military rank is obviously higher than that of Beckett and the others.

In addition to the identity of a spiritual master, he wears the rank of second lieutenant, which is clear to the well-known people, and this is not the treatment that ordinary people can get.

Li Qing is not a member of any family, and he doesn't even have any background behind him, let alone a unique genius.

But he couldn't stand the boy, so he climbed up the tall branch.

The background of his girlfriend's family is astonishing. If Li Qing returns alive this time, he will definitely be fully supported in the future.