Yin Yi looks only in his twenties, and at most no more than thirty years old.

Chang Defang was surprised: It is definitely not easy to become an admiral at this age. It should even be said that it is impossible.

Although he is a senior researcher, it is not easy to meet the base supervisor. Here, everything must be followed by rules and procedures. Chang Defang submitted the application two months ago, and only walked into this office today and met Yin Yi.

Yes, his name is Yin Yi.

This is exactly the same as the signature at the end of the document approval obtained by Changde last week.

Yin Yi seemed very enthusiastic, spoke simply, and acted directly: "Hello! Please sit down, you have fifteen minutes."

Chang Defang was slightly stunned, and a faint anger appeared in his heart.

He knew that the base leaders were busy with everything, especially now in a special period, and the things that needed to be handled were more complicated than usual. But no matter what, this way of saying and tone was really unreasonable.

Especially the age comparison between the two, I can be this guy’s father.

Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, Chang Defang controlled his emotions and shifted his thoughts from the identities between the two people to another thing, that is, the question of seeking to see Yin Yi.

"General, it's difficult to research on immune agents. We need to get more live samples."

Yin Yi looked at Chang Defang with a smile: "Living samples? Isn't there already a research sample in the laboratory? Why did you suddenly talk about this?"

"Virus will mutate due to different environments."

Chang Defang did not want to waste time giving the young general a biology lesson. He explained the requirements in short sentences: "I have carefully watched the aerial videos of the cities where the virus broke out. The infected citizens behaved strangely and were very different from those before his death. We have been using previous samples for research, and the current virus may have changed. The research on immune agents has not made any progress, and we have no idea about it. If a fresh live sample is compared, it will be of great help to the research work."

Yin Yi kept smiling and nodding frequently: "I have seen your application to the administrative supervisor, and there is a record on it."

The other party's attitude was good, and Chang Defang's unhappiness dissipated a little. He asked seriously: "So, when can the living samples be sent to the research team? It is an extraordinary period. Every day of delay, many people will die outside."

"I will urge them to handle this as soon as possible."

Yin Yi's answer contained masculinity and seemed to have no delay: "I respect you experts very much, and I will try my best to provide you with convenient conditions. In this virus battle, we suffered heavy casualties, and the security work of the base was also affected. I will deal with this matter, not for too long."

Chang Defang has a very serious personality: "Can you give me a specific time?"

A trace of unhappiness flashed deep in Yin Yi's eyes with a smile, but there was no change in his tone. He rubbed his hands and thought about it and replied slowly: "Sorry, I can't agree to the specific time. Those mutated creatures have strong attack power and the virus is very fast. I must first ensure the safety of the soldiers' lives before considering other things. But please rest assured that as long as I get a living sample, I will send it to your research group as soon as possible."

This ambiguous answer is no different from a rejection.

Chang Defang sighed in his heart, said nothing, stood up from the chair, turned around and walked out of the office.

This is his expected result.

But it is not the result you want.

When he opened the office door, Chang Defang saw a lieutenant colonel officer in his thirties standing outside. His standing posture was as straight as a javelin, with a briefcase in his left armpit. Seeing himself coming out, he lowered his head slightly and bowed to him. When Chang Defang walked more than ten meters away from the passage, the lieutenant colonel officer took a few steps forward, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Yin Yi could no longer see a smile on his face.

His face was gloomy, and a lit cigarette was stomping on his fingertips, as if he was concentrating on thinking about something. A deep feeling that was completely inconsistent with his age appeared on his young and handsome face.

He raised his head and looked at the lieutenant colonel officer standing in front of the desk. Yin Yi asked lightly: "What, what happened?"

This lieutenant colonel is Yin Yi's confidant. If there were no special incidents, he would not have found himself.

The officer pulled open the briefcase, took out a neatly bound document, placed it gently on the table, and said seriously: "Yin Jian is dead."

Yin Yi's face that was enough to intoxicate all women twitched slightly: "When did it happen? Have you confirmed it?"

The officer nodded: "According to the contact signal sent by Yin Jian before, the reinforcement team found his helicopter and some of Yin Song's body fragments at the designated location. Yin Song's biological link had been disconnected before, and it was impossible to determine his last location of the accident."

Yin Yi had just pinched the top corner of the paper when he heard the last sentence, and couldn't help but exert force suddenly, clenching the smooth paper into wrinkles.

"What conclusions have been drawn by the analysis team?" Yin Yi's calm voice even felt heartbroken when he heard it.

The middle-aged officer replied: "It should be hunted by other infected bodies."

Yin Yi raised his thick eyebrows and released a strong murderous aura: "Should it be?"

The expression and standing posture of the middle-aged officer did not change at all: "There is too little information and information available for analysis, so we can only make such a judgment. Yin Jian is very powerful. Although Yin Song is not as strong as Yin Jian, ordinary people cannot pose a threat to them. It was found that Yin Song's body fragments were left on the helicopter site. This has been verified by DNA. At present, the information is closed and the communication is blocked. We can only guess where the murderer might be active."

The anger on Yin Yi's face gradually faded.

He knew that what the officer said was true.

Many things cannot be done by thinking about them, but must be subject to actual conditions and environment.

"Send infected bodies of No. 14 and No. 15 to search for the target area. They have strong sensing ability and have completed new evolutions. If the order continues, try to capture them alive if the other party is a mutated infected body. If it is just a normal form of infected body, let them hunt on their own. I guess the matter between Yin Jian and Yin Song is an accident. We are currently under good control and the situation is stable. If other forces enter, we will discover it as soon as possible."

As Yin Yi calmed down, he also thought of Chang Defang, a senior researcher who had left the office before. His eyes were gloomy and uncertain: "Next week, I will issue a new fixed specimen to the No. 3 research team. Since they requested a new one, then meet their requirements."

The middle-aged officer nodded, saluted Yin Yi, and turned around and left.

...

Chang Defang did not enter the laboratory as usual.

He sat in his single room, with a bottle of high-level liquor on the table with just unscrewed lid.

Chang Defang rarely drinks this kind of thing. He doesn't like the dizzy numbness of alcohol anesthesia of the brain. But now, he feels that he needs a good sleep.

Without the food, the feeling of drinking was very bad, like a knife piercing into his body along his throat. The sweet smell was quickly replaced by numbness on the tip of his tongue, and then became hot, and even the strong and violent alcoholic spirit would be felt in the bones. After two glasses of wine, Chang Defang felt that his bone marrow seemed empty and became ashes in the invisible flames. The hazy eyes were forcing him to close his eyes. When he opened it again, everything was shaking, and then swaying in clarity and chaos.

Chang Defang put down his empty cup and had no intention of covering the bottle. He swayed to the bed, squirted the strong smell of alcohol, and threw himself up like a sandbag. His head was not touched by the pillow, and all the scenery he saw was rolling, but his thinking was clearer than ever, and his body was filled with the magical power that was burning.

There are too many unreasonable things.

Chang Defang did not understand why the slow research progress did not attract the attention of the above? He did not even impose punishments on this.

You know, in the past, this kind of thing was simply unimaginable. Developing an immune agent one day earlier means more people can survive.

This is the first time Chang Defang has seen such a young general. Yin Yi... I have never heard of this name before. I guess he is from the Yin family. If he has a backstage, he will naturally have a prominent identity. But for some reason, when he looked at the eyes in his young body, Chang Defang always felt a little familiar.

...

Northwest Base.

Liao Qiu felt that there was a big change in himself.

This is the repair workshop in the north area of ​​the base, and it is also a dangerous area currently considered unsafe. Outside the inner wall, there are no guards around, and zombies may appear at any time.

A large number of mechanical parts were scattered on the ground, and two corpses were lying outside the open workshop door. The northwest region was dry in the climate. Judging from the military uniforms on the surface of the corpse, they should be the base guards. Their skin and muscles completely lost moisture and turned into mummies that solidified tightly on the surface of the bones.

Liao Qiu's entire attention was on the side of the workshop. There was a large repair platform, with an armed helicopter hanging on it. When the disaster came, the aircraft should be in a repair state. Its tail wing was removed, the propeller on the top was separated from the fuselage, and various parts scattered beside it indicated that the maintenance personnel were dealing with it, but they had no time to restore the function of the aircraft.

Turning around and looking towards the empty door, no one and no footsteps were heard.

Liao Qiu slowly approached the helicopter, raised his right hand, and gently covered the surface of the smooth fuselage.
Chapter completed!