"You guys rest well, we'll take care of the rest."

"Xiao Ran, Feifei, you stay, I'll go out and do something."

Qingya got up and prepared to leave the culvert.

"Commander, can you solve those ghouls?"

A middle-aged woman couldn't help but ask.

Others also showed expectant eyes.

Every day, I was stared at by a group of intelligent and head-eating ghosts, not only did they dare not go out alone, but they even had to open one eye when they slept at night.

After a long time, everyone's spirits were on the verge of collapse.

"Wait until I investigate clearly."

Qingya casually perfunctory.

In fact, according to the plan of the War Department, the sooner the ghouls are eliminated, the better, but because of the silence order, Qingya can't say anything.

But this poor group of middle-aged survivors didn't have to endure it for long.

Because the War Department could not stand a group of man-eating "823" monsters running around in the convoy.

In the disappointed eyes of everyone, Qingya disappeared into the hot world.

After a few turns.

Qingya walked into a tent.

The tent was carrying a half-collapsed tall building underneath, which was very shady and, rarely, had two electric fans inside.

And here, is the command post of Liu Changde, the captain of the Luo Hu squad.

"Hey, Qingya, I just wanted to send someone to find you."

Liu Changde saw the most powerful subordinate come in and quickly beckoned.

At this time, in addition to Qingya, several other combat team leaders of the Luo Hu Squad also arrived.

At the time of its establishment, the militia regiment pointed out that it was formed with reference to the military, but as the Beijing convoy continued to move forward, the structure was also frequently changed in order to adapt to the changing situation.

The result was the current situation, with a militia regiment with ten small detachments, each with several combat groups, each with a minimum of three and a maximum of ten.

The specific amount will not be cared about in the regiment, and the military will not care even more, depending on how many comrades the leader of the group has.

"What's wrong?"

Qingya asked.

"The War Department has just received intelligence that the Astronomy and Meteorological Department has determined that this evening is a good weather with a full moon and no clouds, and the War Department has asked us to wipe out that group of ghouls today!"

Liu Changde punched the desk.

On the table is a map that shows where the vehicles of the convoy in the civilian area rested this evening, as well as the environment on both sides of the road.

This kind of standard military map, which does not always pay attention to the situation in civilian areas, can not be drawn at all.

Qingya saw the map and knew it in her heart.

The military did not let civilian areas run free of its sight.

"Will it be too urgent, I will accept the team assigned to me, and some stunned people still do not obey me."

A small combat team leader glanced down at his mouth and said with a scowl on his face.

"My side too, dog day, I punched it at that time, and the two fools were blinded by me, crying and saying that they wanted to complain to the military."

Another tall team leader with hideous scars on his face sneered.

They were sent down by the War Department, and to complain to the military is to punch them in the face, and it is funny if they can be accepted.

"Dog Day, put away your set on the front line for Lao Tzu, we are going to manage a group of civilians, not zombies, and don't forget, the War Department can ask us to protect them!"

Liu Changde scolded, and at the same time felt helpless.

If people stay in an extreme environment for a long time, they will eventually be changed by the environment.

A month ago, this group of men who killed zombies without blinking were also civilians who had never touched a gun or even a hoe, but after spending time in the militia, their personalities have changed to a different one.

However, this kind of thing can only be scolded often, so that they can properly converge a little.

Completely let this group of group leaders who have been tempered into hundreds of elite soldiers become like to play official tones, and open their mouths are greasy bureaucratic things, and Liu Changde does not dare.

Because, this rest period, how long it is, the above did not even say!

Liu Changde asked Wang Zuoyi, the commander of the militia, who did not know.

When he went to the War Department, Liu Changde reported his identity, and the guards did not even open the door of the War Department for him.

"Qingya, what's wrong with you over there?"

Liu Changde felt irritated in his heart, and suddenly saw the leader of his most capable combat team speak, and subconsciously asked.

"Surprisingly good to talk, I asked them for the position of commander, and they gave it to me without saying a word, the kind that passed unanimously."

Qingya replied.

"I'll go, Sister Qing, how did you get there?"

The man who was still angry before fell into shock.

This man is nearly forty years old, but this "Sister Qing" shouts very naturally and smoothly.

The reason is naturally that strength is valued within the militia group.

Qingya, as the flower leader in the killing flower, can get a word of honor from other members of the militia wherever she goes.

"Simple, if you are also a group of widows and widows in the convoy, lonely and half-crippled, and bring a few young people who are accustomed to following orders, you can easily subdue them0..."

"Do you want to change it?"

Qingya asked with a smile.

"Eh, no need, no need, Sister Qing, you are affected,"

The man hurriedly shook his head.

Although half of the team assigned to him is full of thorns, they are all strong men. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

If something really happens, training them can be used.

And a group of widows and widows are lonely

I'm afraid it will be dragged to death.

"Just talk."

Liu Changde breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had a peace of mind.

As for how Qingya would lead this semi-crippled group in the apocalypse, Liu Changde did not care.

Just as the militia regiment completely delegated power to the detachment leader at the front, and the detachment leader completely delegated power to the small combat group under his subordinates, Liu Changde brought this habit to the civilian area in the rear.

However, in this way, Liu Changde's words that had just reprimanded his subordinates hit him in the face again.

Qingya's lips pursed gently.

"I also have a windfall."

Qingya recounts how the small convoy she manages was targeted by ghouls.

"Oh, I remembered that there was a special girl out of that convoy, it seems to be called something, what is the moon..."

Liu Changde rubbed his forehead.

"Qi Yue."

Qingya replied.

"Yes, Qi Yue!"

Liu Changde snapped his fingers:

"The intelligence said that because of this Qi Yue, the War Department was able to find ghouls."

"That group of civilians is telling the truth 1.5. Captain, shall we..."

The man with a hideous scar on his face gestured.

As a close comrade-in-arms, everyone immediately understood what he meant.

Since the ghouls intend to seek revenge on that group of civilians, then they will be calculated.

Use that group of civilians as bait!

"Nope!"

Qingya said in a deep voice.

"Sister Qing, if you are worried about being reprimanded from above for poor protection, I can change with you."

Scarface said calmly.

The War Department allows militia groups to manage civilians, but it is not completely decentralized, and in the event of casualties, it is also subject to accountability.

No matter how well those present knew how well the reward for this secret mission was, that bit of accountability was nothing compared to the pay.

"I am against this plan!"

Qingya stared at Liu Changde with a resolute look in her eyes.

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