The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 996: Just ignore it?

"Hmm...it seems there's been a problem. Go report to the boss."

Old Joe nudged the prematurely gray hair with his elbow.

The young man with the white hair shook his body unhappily and pouted, "I said I needed to report before, and you said you'd wait. Now you want me to go? I'm not going! You report, I'm going to pee!"

"Hey, you little rascal..."

Old Joe reached out and tried to pull the young man with white hair, but failed. He picked up the walkie-talkie with a sigh, frowned, thought for a moment, and pressed the call button: "Report, report, White Tiger No. 3 and Vermilion Bird No. 2 haven't moved for three hours. Their exact location is..."

After reporting the situation, Old Qiao nervously gripped the walkie-talkie. After about four or five seconds, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Understood."

Old Joe heard the calm voice on the other end and breathed a long sigh of relief. The main reason they didn't want to report the situation was that this was the time when their department head was enjoying himself. If they interrupted their boss's happy time, things would get bad!
The head of the intelligence department was walking towards the camp's red-light district, where beautiful girls were waiting for him. After receiving the message from his subordinates, he stopped and immediately contacted the head of the Warhawk Division.

"Brother Eagle, your men went out on an errand in White Tiger III and Vermilion Bird II and haven't returned yet. Are you aware of this?"

"I know, you don't need to worry about this."

The leader of the Warhawk Division certainly knew that the man Hei Xiazi personally asked him to borrow had still received the general's approval!

After the call ended, the leader of the Warhawk Division frowned, put down his water glass, stood up from the sofa, and said to the sexy woman next to him who was reading a magazine, "I'm going to the General's Mansion."

"I'll go get your clothes."

The woman was very perceptive. When she heard the man say he was going out, she quickly got up and ran to get her coat, without asking any further questions.

Leaving his comfortable residence, the leader of the Warhawk Division patted off the non-existent dust on his clothes and walked towards his parking space. His car was a white Cadillac sedan.

hum.

The Cadillac started and drove along the street, attracting attention wherever it went. Everyone knew that this was the war department leader's car. Judging from the direction it was driving, it seemed to be heading to the general's mansion on the outskirts of the city.

The Minister of War's every move is closely watched, and as the car headlights went dark, many people began to discuss it.

A moment later, the Cadillac arrived at the gate of a luxurious mansion. The surrounding area was very remote, considered to be on the outskirts of the county town.

The original owner of this house was a well-known entrepreneur in Yong County who operated several profitable factories and was a major taxpayer every year, making outstanding contributions to the local economy!
When Genesis established a safe camp in Yong County, the general naturally took a liking to this mansion.

When the disaster struck, the first person to enter the mansion awakened the dozen or so zombies living inside. The poor wealthy family perished without exception, and perhaps their offspring who were elsewhere remained unknown.

The general didn't mind at all. After cleaning and repairing it, he moved in.

"Master Eagle."

"Brother Eagle, is there something you need so late?"

The majestic stone lion guarding the house stood guard beside two sentries in crisp combat uniforms, rifles hanging from their chests and knives on their boots. As the Minister of the Warhawk Division walked from the parking lot, they snapped to attention and greeted him in a friendly manner.

As a gatekeeper of the general's mansion, his status is quite special. He is usually arrogant in the camp and can look down on many people, but he must show due respect to the leaders of the four major war divisions. There is no other way but strength!

"Yes, there are some things I need to report to the general."

The matter that had to be discussed in person must be very important. The sentry didn't ask any more questions, simply gave a brief report, opened the double bronze doors, and gestured for the guard to enter.

A courtyard of 700-800 square meters would be quite impressive in a county town. The detached villa occupies 300 square meters of courtyard, with three floors above ground plus a terrace, and two more floors below ground, resulting in a usable area of ​​nearly 2,000 square meters. The interior design leans towards Western style, appearing simple and not luxurious, but it depends on the comparison. Compared to the dilapidated buildings around it, it's practically a palace!
The Minister of Warhawks walked to the gate and was about to knock when he found that the gate was already ajar.

Stepping through the villa's gate, a warm and inviting atmosphere greets you, a stark contrast to the cold, post-apocalyptic world outside.

Passing through the entrance hall, the magnificent hall has a high ceiling of six meters and a spacious area of ​​more than 60 square meters. The general, dressed in a silk nightgown, is sitting cross-legged on the sofa, fiddling with a handheld device!
The Bluetooth controller was flashing its signal light, and on the 100-inch screen, a bald man with red stripes tattooed on his upper body, like some kind of ancient symbol, and even several lines on his shiny bald head, was fighting a huge creature with two knives in his hands!
The sound effect of "Whoa! Ha!" accompanied by screen vibrations and spurting blood, creating a powerful and realistic impact.

The bald man was as small as an ant in front of his enemies, but he was full of fighting spirit, his whole body bursting with red light, and his weapon kept slashing, without the slightest fear of retreating.

"This boss has a lot of health, as much as a black bear!"

The general paused the game, put down the controller, looked towards the entrance, and beckoned, "Chang Ying, come, sit down. What good news has made you come all this way so late at night?"

good news?
"General, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but this is not good news."

Chang Ying, the leader of the Warhawk Division, smiled bitterly and sat down on the small sofa. In his heart, there was no good news, only bad news!

Chang Ying's original name was Chang Qingsheng. After becoming the head of the Warhawk Division, he specially changed his name to one that suited his status. He was not worried about being squeezed out of the position by later generations, and he was very confident!
"Not good news? Ha..."

With a soft chuckle, the general beckoned, and a cat suddenly appeared on the sofa armrest, leaping into his lap. He stroked the cat and continued, "Is there trouble with Black Bear?"

"That's right, the two helicopters are about 20 kilometers east of Lu County in Qincheng, in a place called Changping Town on the map. They've been stationary for more than three hours!"

Chang Ying reported the information he had obtained to the general.

"East of Lu County..."

The general put on his slippers, stood up, and paced around the living room. After a moment, he slowly said, "Given the abilities of Black Bear and his gang of little Black Bears, their absence for so long suggests they are in grave danger."

The general stated his conclusion without any emotional fluctuation, but Chang Ying felt a chill run down his spine.

"General, could it be that the righteous path has discovered them, and so?"

Chang Ying asked with sharp eyes.

The general placed the cat, which was purring comfortably in his arms, on the coffee table and slowly shook his head, saying, "Ninety-five percent impossible. All the advantages of the Righteous Path Society lie in its defense system. Once it leaves its turtle shell, it's nothing!"
It seems that Hei Xiazi's investigation led him to a powerful force in Qin City, where he was betrayed. As for your fledglings, they've probably already perished.

The result was pessimistic enough. If it were someone else's analysis, Chang Ying would have scratched him on the head with a claw. But the general's words were very authoritative in the world of creation, so he dared not question them and followed the other party's guess to analyze the situation, nodding in agreement.

“Yes, I often tell them the rules. Even if they can’t wait for the black bear, they will return on time. Now they’re not moving. There’s only one possibility… General, shall I take some men to bring the helicopter back?”

Chang Ying tentatively inquired.

The general stroked his chin and said, "Whatever the outcome, let's not worry about it!"

It's not worth mentioning that the investigators got into trouble with their wayward and unfilial son, but the fact that their capable subordinates all failed miserably in Qincheng Prison speaks volumes!
Qin City is controlled by powerful forces.

The purpose of Genesis's outward expansion was to draw strength to strengthen itself, not to rule. The general understood this very well and always adhered to it, demonstrating unparalleled rationality.

However, not everyone can be as rational as a general. As power grows, so does ambition.

"Just... ignore it?"

Chang Ying looked at the general with some surprise. His son died, but he didn't care. His subordinates got into trouble, but he didn't care. The camp's equipment was lost, but he still didn't care.
He thought to himself, "If I were the leader of the Creator, I would definitely lead people to fight and find out what's going on. How can I just ignore everything? It would be a disgrace to the Creator's reputation!"
(End of this chapter)