Zhou Rong spent a long time talking to the military political commissar before he finally got permission to send Yan Hao out. However, before Yan Hao could enter the intensive care unit, he was blocked by several soldiers under Tang Hao.

"That pretty boy named Yan" leaned against the wall of the hospital corridor. He lowered his head and concentrated on playing with the PSP lent to him by the nurse.

Hearing someone call him, he looked up and was surprised. "Hey, didn't you say you could handle it?"

Yan Hao smiled mockingly. His expression was seventy to eighty percent similar to Zhou Rong's — it was really a case of a soldier being a brute and a general being a brute.

Then he straightened his clothes and stuffed the PSP into the back pocket of his trousers. Under the indescribable gaze of the deputy battalion commander and several soldiers, he walked steadily into the ward.

Sinan sat quietly on the bed. When he heard the footsteps, he tilted his head slightly. "Yan Hao?"

"Yes."

Yan Hao greeted him casually. He ignored Tang Hao and more than a dozen soldiers around him. "Si Xiaonan, put the doctor down. What if you choke him to death?"

Sinan slightly loosened his fingers.

This strength did not really suffocate the doctor, nor did it give him any chance to break free. He asked, "Where is Zhou Rong?"

"The captain was invited to have tea with the big boss of the Military Commission. Are you looking for him?"

Sinan did not answer. "Are you injured?"

Yan Hao said, "No."

"Where are Chun Cao, Ding Shi, and Big Rooster?"

"They are all in the Military Commission."

Sinan nodded almost imperceptibly. He was silent for a while.

Everyone in the ward held their breath. The dead silence was like countless small bombs, constantly vibrating everyone's eardrums.

After a long while, Sinan finally opened his mouth. "Where is the Military Commission?"

Tang Hao immediately pointed at Yan Hao and ordered in a low voice, "Take him out."

However, before the deputy battalion commander responded, Yan Hao suddenly asked, "Battalion Commander Tang, do you want to fight?"

"…!" Tang Hao immediately realized that something was wrong.

However, no matter how fast his body reacted, it was still half a step slower than his mind. Before Tang Hao could make a move, he heard a loud thud behind him.

Sinan pinched the doctor's neck and slammed him against the headboard of the bed. He pulled out all the syringes on his body and rolled off the bed. His landing was as light as a feather, and he instantly repelled the two soldiers who pounced on him!

Tang Hao: "Yan, what are you trying to do?!"

Yan Hao took out a PSP from his pocket and started playing.

Tang Hao: "…"

Sinan was as fast as a ghost when it came to attacking. It did not even need to look, and anyone who got close to it would be knocked down.

The sound of the wind, footsteps, and intuition were all his weapons to distinguish the situation around him. The deputy battalion commander cursed loudly and threw away his gun. He jumped onto the bed with his bare hands, but before he could grab Sinan's throat from behind, he saw Sinan lift a tall and strong Alpha soldier up. With a loud bang, Sinan crushed the deputy battalion commander and the bed that he was using as leverage!

The doctor screamed and ran out. Sinan did not care about him. As if he had eyes on the back of his head, he turned sideways to avoid Tang Hao's karate chop and grabbed his arm to pull him forward.

In an instant, the two passed by each other. Tang Hao bent his knee and swept his leg fiercely and heavily, kicking away the messy medicine bottles and IV bags on the ground.

Sinan dodged like lightning. Yan Hao did not even raise his head. He stepped back and left the battlefield, laughing loudly, "Battalion Commander Tang!

What's the point of bullying the invisible Omega? "

Tang Hao thought to himself, "Rogue Unit 118, can't you f * cking shut up!"

Sinan stepped on the IV stand, his foot slipped and hooked. He grabbed the iron stand in his hand and without saying a word, he swung his hand down.

The loud crash was deafening. The iron stand was close to the side of Tang Hao's face and smashed into the wall. In an instant, the wall ash was all over Tang Hao's face!

"— — Do you still want to fight?"

Tang Hao choked and coughed a few times. He held down his red-eyed subordinate who was about to rush forward.

The intensive care unit had turned into ruins. Cries of pain could be heard everywhere.

Sinan turned his head, like a wounded and cautious cheetah. After a while, he threw the IV stand with a clang and retreated in the direction of the door of the ward.

Yan Hao was behind him. Sinan suddenly turned around and held his neck, but after only half a second, he let go.

"You can recognize me?" Yan Hao put away his PSP.

"Your skin is smooth."

Yan Hao: "…"

Sinan asked him seriously, "Which way to the Military Commission?"

"You searched alone in the center of the city where zombies gathered for 48 hours?"

"Yes."

"You weren't infected?"

"Fortunately," Zhou Rong said. "No."

In the aircraft carrier's conference room, a long table was placed at the east end. Lieutenant General Zheng, the army's political commissar, and the chief of staff sat in a row behind the table. Each of them had a glass of water in front of them.

In the middle of the conference room, there was a folding chair with an empty back. Zhou Rong was sitting on it. He had already washed up and was wearing a new gray city camouflage uniform. His gun was placed neatly on the ground by his feet.

Lieutenant General Zheng's voice echoed in the empty room. "At that time, did you already guess that he was an antibody carrier?"

"I didn't know."

"But you risked your life with this move, Colonel," another political commissar said meaningfully.

Zhou Rong stared straight at the long table. He seemed to be lost in some thoughts.

The four leaders' eyes fell on him. After a while, Zhou Rong said lightly, "At that time, I just wanted to bring him back. I didn't think too much about it."

"Then at that time, did you know that antibody carriers were about to go into heat?"

"I didn't know."

The commanders exchanged secret glances. Zhou Rong didn't need to look to know what those glances meant.

They didn't believe a single word.

But they didn't plan to continue investigating for the time being.

"Let's call it a day." Lieutenant General Zheng coughed, stood up and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, Colonel."

Lieutenant General Zheng picked up a metal suitcase from the table and strode forward to hand it to Zhou Rong.

Zhou Rong was a little surprised. Lieutenant General Zheng didn't explain. He just shook hands with him. "We all think that it's better for you to hand it in personally."

Zhou Rong immediately said, "I don't need this kind of praise.

My captain and I just want to complete the mission … "

"What are you thinking about?" Lieutenant General Zheng was a little displeased.

Zhou Rong looked at him suspiciously.

Lieutenant General Zheng saw that he really didn't know. His tone softened and he explained, "This is the order of the higher-ups."

He didn't say exactly where the higher-ups were referring to, as if tacitly agreeing that Zhou Rong should know. Then he patted Zhou Rong's shoulder hard. Ignoring his resistance, he personally bent down to pick up Zhou Rong's gun and inserted it into the holster on the outside of Zhou Rong's thigh.

"In this battle for survival, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, armed police, firefighters, and researchers sacrificed their lives. The special forces represented by 118 even saved countless people at the cost of their own flesh and blood.

Your military establishment has been abolished, but your heroic names will forever remain in military history. "

Lieutenant General Zheng paused and coughed hard twice to calm his hoarse voice down. He looked straight into Zhou Rong's eyes.

"You and your team members rescued the virus research materials and primary antibodies, found the carrier of the serum antibody, and won precious time and resources for the Institute of the General Directorate for Strategic Studies to develop an antidote vaccine.

Major General Qian, Chief Staff Officer Liu, and the heroic souls of 118 will be proud of you in heaven. "

Zhou Rong smiled sadly and didn't answer.

Lieutenant General Zheng said gently, "Let your team members rest.

Someone from the higher-ups will come later and take you … "

A knock on the door interrupted him. The political commissar asked casually, "Who is it?"

"Sir!"

The guard's stammering voice came from outside the door. "118 Brigade's Captain Yan, Yan Hao is back!"

Lieutenant General Zheng was baffled and personally pushed the door open.

In the corridor, the guards had strange expressions and were at a loss of what to do. Comrade Yan Hao, the legendary green flower in the military, stood at attention against the wall expressionlessly.

There was a young man on the bench beside him. Half of his face was covered with gauze, and his upper body was naked with bandages wrapped around it. When he sat cross-legged, his thin and fair ankles were exposed. His elbows rested on his knees, and his body was slightly bent like a contemplating beast.

The seriously ill patient who should have been unconscious in the intensive care unit was actually here. There were obvious signs of struggle on his body. Lieutenant General Zheng's body couldn't help but shake a few times on the spot.

Zhou Rong said involuntarily, "Sinan?"

Sinan raised his head and accurately captured the source of the voice. He reached out a hand.

Zhou Rong quickly stepped forward and tightly grasped the hand that was still bruised because of the IV drip. Then Sinan hugged his waist while sitting cross-legged. He buried his face in Zhou Rong's warm chest and took a deep breath.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Rong's voice was unsteady, and he rubbed the back of Sinan's head hard.

Sinan said simply, "I can't see.

I want to know where you are. "

"He injured the battalion commander, deputy battalion commander, and several soldiers of the 9th Battalion. No one dared to stop him. Captain Yan pointed the way for him and he came here …" The guard reported to Lieutenant General Zheng hesitantly. Several senior commanders came out of the meeting room and saw Zhou Rongyi carrying the barefoot Sinan. They were all very surprised, as if they had seen something completely unexpected.

Zhou Rong also didn't expect Sinan to kill all the way to find him. He lowered his head and kissed the top of Sinan's soft black hair. His handsome face was a little red. "Then I'll go back first. I think he … doesn't need to go back to the ward …"

The small half of Sinan's face exposed under the gauze was expressionless.

However, everyone knew that his eyes were looking through the white veil, vigilantly observing any movement here.

Lieutenant General Zheng deliberated for a few seconds and nodded unexpectedly. "Okay.

But the research institute above may want to draw some blood later. Please cooperate. "

The Chief of Staff frowned as if he felt something was wrong, but Lieutenant General Zheng stopped him and shook his head slightly.

Zhou Rong said, "Yes, I'll cooperate." Then he motioned for Yan Hao to follow him. He turned around and walked out of the office with Sinan in his arms.

The aircraft carrier sailed on the sea. It didn't feel like it was moving at all, as if it was walking on a huge island.

Zhou Rong put Sinan in the refreshment area of the officers' activity area. He went to report and received a new pair of shoes. When he came back, he half-knelt on the ground and personally put them on Sinan.

Yan Hao played with the PSP until it ran out of battery. He squatted on the side and played with the frozen suitcase. He asked casually, "How's the tea?

Have you been f * cked? "

Zhou Rong said, "I find that you're a little rude now, Major Yan. You've become bolder after being promoted, haven't you?"

Yan Hao didn't hear clearly. "What did you call me?"

"Tomorrow when we arrive at the headquarters, we'll send down the red document. Everyone will be promoted by one rank, and I'll be promoted by two.

Congratulations on becoming a field officer. "

Yan Hao was very surprised. "Oh!"

Zhou Rong lowered his head and tied Sinan's shoelaces. He said lightly, "Anyway, we won't get paid. It's just a nice name. Don't take it too seriously."

Having said that, it was always a good thing to be promoted. At least it would look good on the memorial if they were sacrificed in the future.

Yan Hao smiled and said, "Then won't you be restored to the rank you were before you were demoted, Captain?

I think this is a good sign. Let's call Xiangzi and the others to have a celebration party tonight. It'll be lively. "

Unexpectedly, Zhou Rong said, "I refuse."

Yan Hao was stunned.

Zhou Rong got up and patted Sinan's face. His fingertips gently scratched the gauze covering his eyes.

Yan Hao wanted to ask why, but he saw that Zhou Rong's expression didn't have a trace of joy at all. On the contrary, there was a cold gloom between his deep eyebrows.

This wasn't the seemingly cheerful and unscrupulous Zhou Rong that usually seemed to be laughing and joking. This was the real, thoughtful, and vigilant Zhou Rong deep in his heart.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhou Rong laughed again. He leaned close to Sinan's ear and asked, "Brother Rong will be a small officer for the rest of his life. Don't you mind?"

Sinan had been listening to their conversation with his head tilted. Hearing this, a smile flashed across his lips. He put his hand into the pocket of Zhou Rong's brand-new camouflage pants, playfully pinched his crotch, and then took out a fruit candy.

"Hey!

Little hooligan! "Zhou Rong pinched Sinan's ear and laughed as he scolded him.

Yan Hao glanced at Zhou Rong doubtfully. Although his face was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes at all.

If Sinan wasn't sitting in front of him, Yan Hao had no doubt that Zhou Rong's low air pressure could make light snow float out of the sea.

"Captain Zhou!"

An officer came through the door of the activity center and saluted. He then took out his ID and showed it to Yan Hao. "The military has sent me to invite you over. The car is already waiting outside."

Zhou Rong grunted and then picked up the frozen suitcase. "Yan Hao, send Sinan Hui to the intensive care unit."

Yan Hao vaguely guessed something. Zhou Rong motioned for the officer to wait for a moment. He squatted down and pulled Sinan's slender fingers that were covered with bandages. "Brother Rong has to go do something. I'll come back tonight to see you in the ward, okay?"

Sinan lowered his head slightly. His eyes behind the white gauze quietly looked at Zhou Rong.

"If you don't come," Sinan said softly, "I won't cooperate."

This was almost a blatant threat. The officer's face suddenly changed.

Zhou Rong pressed hard on the back of Sinan's head and planted a kiss on his hair. He smiled and said, "I know. When has Brother Rong ever stood me up?"

The car drove past the long island. The huge apron in the distance was densely packed with fighter jets and military helicopters. The group of aircraft took off and hovered under the blue sky like a group of orderly seabirds, transporting survivors and weapons supplies back and forth.

"The Central Military Commission and the Central Military Commission were forced to move out of the B Military Region. Many people died in the process.

Some of the soldiers went to the northeast to establish a survivor refuge base. Others came to the South China Sea and established a new military headquarters on the large artificial islands and military bases built by the country in the early years. "

The officer explained dutifully as he drove. Zhou Rong sat in the front passenger seat. He held his forehead with one hand and let the sea breeze blow his hair. He nodded thoughtfully.

"After the bases and headquarters were established, the military was restructured and reorganized. The search and rescue teams began to repair the communication towers from the north and south of the motherland, rescue the survivors, and choose suitable places to build shelters.

The military sacrificed countless soldiers and built six large refuge centers on the motherland at a heavy price. "

Zhou Rong suddenly glanced at him. "We came thousands of miles south from North China. How come we didn't see anyone?"

"Guangxi, Yunnan, Qinghai, Inner Mongolia, Jilin, and Heilongjiang." The officer smiled bitterly. "Captain Zhou, you went south through the two lakes area.

The zombies in the Central Plains are dense. The army can't advance at all. It's estimated that only your special forces can survive. "

Zhou Rong didn't answer. He lowered his eyelids heavily.

"If the search and rescue can't be carried out by this autumn, the Central Plains will probably … become a no man's land."

Only the sound of the sea breeze blowing in could be heard in the car. It drowned out the officer's solemn sigh.

The car stopped in front of the passage in the center of the island. Zhou Rong got out of the car with his suitcase. The officer shouted behind him, "Colonel Zhou!"

Zhou Rongyi turned around and saw him trotting over. His expression was solemn as he stood in front of him.

"At the beginning of the year, the headquarters sent a lot of troops to the B Military Region in an attempt to rescue the research data, but they all failed.

Fortunately, Colonel Zhou risked his life the moment the virus broke out and brought back results. I admire all of you very much. "

The officer was about to raise his hand to salute, but before he could do so, Zhou Rong impatiently stopped him and pressed his hand down.

"Thank you, Major. Don't call me that."

Zhou Rong braved the strong wind and walked into the covered bridge without looking back, leaving the officer standing outside in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Five or six minutes after entering the covered bridge, after a series of familiar interrogations, two armed Reconnaissance Battalion guards personally brought Zhou Rong into the explosion-proof elevator.

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened. The two guards opposite him nodded in greeting. One of them turned around and knocked on the solid wood door of the conference room. "Sir, Colonel Zhou is here."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, an aged voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Even though Zhou Rong was already very familiar with this place in his early career, so much so that he was a little casual about it, he still took a deep breath and raised his eyes at this moment.

If Yan Hao and the others were here, they would notice that Zhou Rong's entire temperament had changed. He was no longer the lazy, careless Special Forces squadron leader who even looked a little sinister when he smiled.

His trademark cunning and sharp demeanor completely retreated from the tips of his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes. In an instant, it transformed into a well-trained solemnity and calmness.

His aura was even oppressive, but it blended in with the solemn atmosphere around him. It was as if he had always belonged here and was a key part of this place.

The guard opened the door, nodded at Zhou Rongyi, and reached out his hand.

Zhou Rong drew his gun and walked in with the freezer.

The door closed behind him with a click.

At the end of the conference room was a glass curtain wall. A gray-haired old man sat in an armchair behind a long table with his side facing the door. His body was slightly bent due to the irresistible passage of time, casting a weathered silhouette on the single-sided glass curtain wall.

Even though his appearance had changed a lot in the past few years, no matter who was present, they could immediately recognize this solemn and unsmiling face that used to appear on the news every day.

Zhou Rong stood at attention, saluted, and said nothing.

The old man sat up straight in front of him. His speckled hands were folded on the table, and he raised his chin slightly.

Even though his voice was not as deep and loud as it used to be because of his age, the calmness when he spoke still made people's hearts and minds involuntarily focus.

"I've been demoted for three years, Colonel Zhou," the old man said slowly. "You didn't disappoint me."