Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

Then...

Yang Ming turned his head to look at Vicious, who still had that indifferent, repulsive attitude, like a knight of the Holy See.

He reached out and poked her head.

Being clicked by something, Vicious instantly became vigilant, blinking his eyes in panic: "Okay, long time no see Commander, uh, I'm so tired from standing, can I just sit on the grass... But the grass It's so hard it hurts in the butt."

Okay, it really is that vicious.

Yang Ming sighed: "Kewei told me before that she successfully stood out from the competition and received the call. How did you..."

Vicious didn't know how to put away the sword, even put away the ship suit: "If you want to explain...ah, it's so troublesome, you just need to know that I succeeded..."

"If I really want to say... umm, I probably run very fast,

Very, very fast, all the strange auras couldn't catch up with me, so I ran and came over... Is this an explanation? "

The tone was lazy and slow, completely like a lazy dog, vicious and even the expression management was relaxed, becoming exhausted.

"...It's not impossible, I'm sorry someone is looking for it, you go and have a rest first, see you in our office later... there are other people."

"Hey...it's so troublesome, Commander, if you have something to say no to me later...and, still, stay alone with me..."

The tone of the first half was still troublesome, but in the second half, she seemed to think of something, and she put away her 'vicious expression' of touching fish and became a little awkward.

"It's not impossible. Anyway, it's up to you. I'll deal with things first."

Yang Ming hurriedly locked the screen, and the person calling his name outside was about to call again, when he poked his head out: "What's the matter?"

"We streamed out the infected target, and now it has been sent to the hospital urgently. Your task arrangement has been changed."

Huh, it's so good?

"You go to the hospital to be on duty, and the superiors transferred a person who also knows how to heal, so he guards here, and you guard the hospital, do you have any objections?"

Yang Ming thought for a few seconds and suddenly asked: "That's not true, it's just that I'm afraid that there will be too many people coming and I won't be able to hold on."

"It doesn't matter if you can't hold on, you can relax after the first screening, and you still have to pay for travel expenses every day. No, here are the documents."

Then it's okay, after all, I'm not in the establishment, and it's only natural that there will be some preferential treatment in many places... I guess.

Soon, Yang Ming was stuffed into the car within half an hour of lying in the tent. He went all the way back to the hospital. He saw that the place was also fully armed, and even the isolation layer was inside and out. The person is even required to perform a quick response answer.

If they can’t answer, they will be dragged to the second screening area next to them to stand by. No one dares to do this kind of situation casually, but some photographers and reporters with long guns and short cannons can be seen vaguely nearby.

When Yang Ming went in with his hat on, those long guns and short cannons took a few pictures of him—Yang Ming went into the hospital in an instant, grabbed someone and asked the reporters outside what was going on.

"I don't know, probably foreign journalists, and we can't drive them away, after all, 'freedom of reporting' is their responsibility."

The one who just assigned people shrugged, with an expression like watching flies: "Although they are not allowed inside, the outside has already been occupied by those people - just wait for our news, and then add more oil and vinegar Woolen cloth."

That's inevitable, after all, there is no end to his family's rot, so what if we don't look for foreign hip-pull news... Yang Ming thought for a while, thinking about whether he should randomly choose a reporter later and let his toilet explode.

Chapter 467. People have multiple emotions, right?

After adjusting his mentality, Yang Ming made preparations for a protracted battle. He sat down at a window where there were not many people, and immediately turned on his phone and started fishing.

Otherwise, what can he do? If ordinary patients are asked to treat him, it will consume a lot of energy, and it will be a big deal if there are special patients who cannot be treated by the law.

Immediately landed in the port area, clicked on where the ship was now, and Yang Ming found that most of the people had gone out... Also, finally found Akashi.

As soon as she came back, she commanded those yellow chickens on the construction site, brandishing tools that were huge for yellow chickens to carry out the construction of the second phase of the project.

For this kind of green-haired cat, it is not surprising that someday the rope is not wrapped around the waist but around the neck.

"Meow meow? Akashi feels that the commander has a strange malice towards Akashi?"

Turning his head sharply, Akashi immediately leaned in front of Yang Ming, allowing him to see his big cat ears, cute face, and... the desire for money in his eyes.

"Tell me, how much?"

"Meow...there won't be many, Commander has to trust Akashi, Akashi will only sell the best products to Commander meow~"

Yang Ming asked nonchalantly: "Who is that not so good for?"

"Of course it's a different package to sell to the commander... Eeeeeee, Ming and Akashi's heads are knotted meow! Commander, don't take it to heart, Akashi is going to work meow!"

Putting back the backpack in an instant, Akashi rubbed the soles of her feet with oil, and disappeared from the screen in an instant. I don't know how she ran so fast with her short hands and feet.

He didn't chase after him either. Yang Ming was thinking that he must be cautious when buying things in the next few days. He turned his head and went to the commander's office, thinking about how to explain the current situation to the two newcomers.

Or let Lei Dianzhen do it for her. Since she arrived in the port area, Yang Ming has not done government work for more than 10 minutes. Some important things are also relayed by her, which is very convenient.

Shaking his head, Yang Ming still wasn't lazy, and returned to the office when no one was looking for him to go to work - in the end, only Z46 was waiting, and the viciousness didn't come at all.

It is estimated that he went to sleep on his stomach somewhere.

"I'm a bit late, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Shaking his head slightly, Z46, who had already put the saber in his room, spoke quietly.

Said: "A little waiting is also brewing a sense of anticipation."

To be honest, I don't know how to answer. Although I know that it is Z46's habit to speak like words in a book, but I really don't know how to answer when I really want to have a conversation.

"Hey, anyway, let me say it first, and I'll add what you don't understand. First, let's talk about the situation in the port area. The number of ships in the port area is still quite scarce. The two of you, the total number of people..."

Starting from the establishment of the port area, Yang Ming introduced some necessary information in detail.

The range of control, daily activities in the port area, the depth of the battle with the Sirens, and other corresponding test field reports, etc.

These contents are new knowledge for Z46 who has only participated in some less important tasks before, and although the level is full, he actually spends most of his time stationed in the port area.

She listened quietly without interrupting, and even seriously wrote down some things that were not easy to remember during the listening process, making her the best listener.

After talking continuously for a long time, Yang Ming picked up the water on the table and took a sip: "Currently the people in the port area...the one with the largest number should be Beilian, after all, a fleet was dragged by me, and then...huh? "

The man at the window hurried over and said, "I caught someone who doesn't cooperate, come and help, we're going to do it by force."

Yang Ming nodded, smiled apologetically at Z46 and went to put on the protective clothing.

Seeing the small aircraft disappear, Z46, who was still standing in the office, had no change in mood. She waited for a while, then slowly sat down on the reception sofa, staring at the layout of the room in a daze.

There were some walking sounds at the door, and after a few crisp knocks, Frederick the Great walked into the room holding a stack of documents in his hand, and planned to put down the report on this outing and leave——Z46 was in a daze .

"...Are you here too?"

"Salute to you, uh..."

Subconsciously wanted to use the honorific title, but Z46 didn't even know how to call it for a while.

"He always calls me 'Mother of the Emperor', you can call me that too, or you can simplify the previous name."

"This is arrogance. You can't be so abrupt. Commander, you were still here just now, and you seem to have left for something important."

Seeing that she was still so persistent, the Emperor decided to let go of the plan to let Z46 act like a baby to him for the time being—there will be plenty of time in the future, and it will take some time to get used to the coercion of him as the acting commander-in-chief of Iron Blood.

"Well, then you should take a good rest and tell me a little bit about what you were doing before you came to the port area."

"Ah."

Over there, Z46 is reporting to the Emperor in a manner similar to sentences in a book. Here, Yang Ming is wearing a biochemical protective suit, with stab-proof gloves on both hands, stepping on the back of the 'patient' like a tug-of-war, Holding something desperately with both hands.

The tall, strong doctor is pulling the 'patient' by the waist in front, and someone behind Yang Ming is pulling him. The three of them are like a tug-of-war, almost ignoring the demands of the 'patient'. With extremely rough surgery.

It might be a bit wrong to say that it was an operation, because the blood of that person was all over the scene, and he himself was not only ungrateful, but also kept trying to break free, tearing the doctor in front of him to pieces.

The nurse next to Yang Ming took the quick-acting anesthetic and didn't know what to do. The scene in the operating room was full of chaos, and Yang Ming finally couldn't help it: "I'm so angry, please be quiet!"

A pure stream of water condensed in mid-air, turned into a sphere and then deformed again. Under the watchful eyes of several people, it gradually turned into a... a hammer for metalworking practice.

It's no wonder that Yang Ming's imagination is too weak, it's because he has actually seen a metalworking hammer. The shape of that thing is so unique that he can't forget it even if he wants to!

The moment this thing appeared, it knocked on the patient's forehead without hesitation.

With a muffled sound, the man paused in his struggle for an instant, with blood spurting from his forehead, as if he didn't understand what happened—then he slammed down again.

He finally stopped moving.

"I'm pissing off your mother... I'm going to die, oh no, he's not dead, he's still alive, but he might have a concussion or something."

Yang Ming wiped his sweat through the protective clothing, and let the patient continue to lie on the operating table: "Look at me, what are you doing, continue, dig this thing out, I have to cure him!"

The others looked at him, hesitated for a while, and continued the operation. That little nurse, when she went to clean up the surgical tools on the ground, intentionally or unintentionally stayed away from the water hammer in Yang Ming's hand.

This thing...it must be very painful when it hits the body, this patient won't become a complete fool after waking up...

Chapter 468. From a certain point of view, you have to restrain yourself!

Fortunately, the operation went smoothly. The alien parasites that had grown a lot were completely stripped out and put into a special container. The patient also... oh, he didn't respond anyway.

Just in case, the doctor also used the equipment to search the patient for a long time, and after confirming that there were no new substances detected, he asked Yang Ming to treat the patient with more air and less air.

The doctor was so barefoot that the doctor even joked with Yang Ming when he was resting outside temporarily, saying that the department wanted to give him a nickname.

"Nickname? What's your name? Can you spit water?"

"How about Dr. Skull Crusher?"

"Then I can't bear it."

resting, alien

The detection of parasites brought good news—these aliens did not seem to be so omnipotent. The reason why they were able to replace them without anyone noticing was essentially luck.

Those airdrops that hit the ground like a lottery, some parallel airdrops hit the ground, one of them rolled into the river and went down the river, and finally got stuck in a certain position downstream, that is, in this city, and it took a long time. Time was not found.

That thing analyzed by catching fish in the water and schistosomes by the river, and developed a parasitic plan, and immediately set up camp on the spot, and began to use this tactic...

Then there was no more. After being discovered, that place was directly bombarded by saturation, ensuring that even a single cell was completely burnt, and there was no activity.

It's just that the parasites that have spread out still need time to clean up. From the first half of the night to the second half of the night, no newcomers were seen coming over, so Yang Ming yawned and went to lie down at the shift.

"Hey, life is so hard, you should find a way to pass on this pain... Oh yes."

After lying down, Yang Ming covered himself with a quilt, confirmed that no one was coming to trouble him, and quickly opened the port area.

Then he swiped skillfully into the office, and saw the Great Emperor sitting behind the desk, with gloves with sharp decorations on the side of the desk, quietly looking at the documents.

"Are you still working so late?"

"Huh? Let's deal with the little things a little bit, my child, have you built two lovely children today?"

Yang Ming changed his posture: "Yes, there are two expulsion ships, and you should know that one is Z46."

"I know, that child is still a little cautious towards me. It would be great if he could act like a baby to me once in a while."

"The other one belongs to the Vichy Holy See. The Utopian-class destroyer is vicious... Well, the Vichy Holy See."

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Vichy Vatican, so that's the case. Are you worried that I will have a bad relationship with them? Don't worry, even if I strip off the tail of that red fox one day, I won't have any doubts about the Vatican's ship." Malicious."

"...Why did you strip off Akagi's tail?"

The emperor raised his head slightly as a matter of course: "Of course it is because the fox's words are full of rejection of other ships and monopoly of you."

"My child, you don't know much about your own speciality. If you come to me, I will teach you carefully and guide your talents. The so-called possessiveness itself is extremely ridiculous."

Akagi...

After hesitating for a while, Yang Ming shook his head: "It's okay, don't worry, Chicheng is like this, she has an awkward personality, but there are some people who can restrain her, I think it might be because she just came back, she is overly excited, I will talk to her later ?”

"That's fine, but everyone's patience is limited, not everyone has patience with Sakura's ship."

I always feel that if I don't do something, the emperor will really shoot two shots at Chicheng's back when he goes out to sea.

…………

After a while, Yang Ming didn't go directly to Chicheng, but walked around the dormitory in the port area, wanting to see where Anchorage was - and found that she was pestering Kewei, asking her to tell him about the royal legend. story.

Knights and princesses, dragons and magic, and witches, there are quite a few such stories in the royal family.

Without disturbing the two, Yang Ming silently admired it for a while, and then went directly to push open the vicious door.

Vicious, who only wore a simple nightdress, had loose hair, but she was stubbornly tied into two buns. She was frightened by the sudden attack and jumped up from the table.

"Who! I am the vicious blade of the Holy See. Anyone who invades... Commander, haha..."

Seeing him, Vicious immediately sat down, without the slightest dignified appearance before, lying on the table like a lazy dog.

"You don't need to be like this as soon as you see me, at least show the heroic look when we first met."