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97 Curtains

"She was tired from the journey and wanted to rest in this camp for a few more days." Wen Qingming opened the door and came in, her face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Holy shit, just for this, I poisoned Mr. Meng!" Zhuo Xingcan was so angry that his scalp exploded and he almost jumped up.

"Chief of Staff, how did you know? The interrogation came out so quickly?" Ning Qingtian asked curiously.

Wen Qingming touched his nose uncomfortably. Can he say that he eavesdropped?

That girl looked smart, but she was so stupid when she did things. She cried as soon as she entered the door, saying that she didn't mean it and shouldn't have done such a thing just to take a few days off. She didn't expect it to be so serious.

Just let grandpa sleep more.

Mr. Meng is a top talent in wireless communication technology. He has done research all his life. Just two years after his retirement, the world has undergone tremendous changes. All communication equipment and radio transmission have failed. The country is in urgent need of various scientific researchers, especially those majoring in communications. Mr. Meng is in the military department.

He ranked first among the priority protection targets of the Chongzhou Military Region, and Wen Qingming respected him very much.

When he first chose to camp, Wen Qingming inquired about the old man's physical condition, and the army doctor also briefly assessed and checked the old man's health.

At that time, the old man was in good physical and mental condition, and the vehicle he took was designed with both safety and comfort in mind.

"Where did the poisonous fruit come from?" Ning Qingtian asked in confusion.

"Then who knows, she wandered around the camp from afternoon to dinner, and she is not a prisoner. Can we still monitor her?" Wen Qing is knowledgeable, well-informed, and has a calm temperament. He always thinks twice before thinking twice.

He didn't say much, but now he couldn't help but complain.

"She must be kept away from the old man. She is really mentally ill. If the old man hadn't been here, who would have cared about her life or death? Who would have thought that she would do such a thing?" Ning Qingtian said with a cold snort.

If Mr. Meng has a physical problem, the reward for their mission will be greatly reduced. Moreover, Mr. Meng is highly moral and very useful in the current difficulties faced by the race and cannot be lost.

"Thanks to you being here this time, Xingcan, I just brought you here." Ning Qingtian said to Zhuo Xingcan with a smile.

"That's right, I'll give you a credit." Wen Qingming nodded with satisfaction to Zhuo Xingcan.

For Wen Qingming, Ning Qingtian and Zhuo Xingcan are both juniors, and they get along more casually in private.

The Ning family has many heirs, and the Ning family has influence in all fields of military, government and business. The Zhuo family is relatively low-key. The family's influence is mainly distributed in the military and political circles. Although the number of people is not large, the children of the family are all successful.

Zhuo Xingcan is also considered an anomaly. He did not engage in politics or join the army when he became an adult, but chose to study medicine.

"Uncle Wen, don't talk about your merits or demerits. Be careful of being accused of using your power for personal gain. The old man just gave a false alarm and I didn't do anything. I just scared her." Zhuo Xingcan waved his hand quickly.

Zhuo Xingcan was so disgusted just now that he was spit on his hand as soon as he took the scalpel. Even though he was wearing gloves, he still felt uncomfortable all over.

That's why I wanted to scare that idiot.

After confirming that Mr. Meng did not have any bad sequelae, special care was arranged. It was still early, and the three of them drank tea and chatted in Wen Qingming's tent.

"Uncle Wen, if we continue at this pace today, we still don't know when we can return to the capital? With this slow pace, there are still many people in the middle group who are dissatisfied?" Ning Qingtian looked depressed.

said.

"There are obviously only fifteen people on our list. At that time, we estimated that even if each person brought two family members, three cars would be enough to hold fifty people. What now? Six cars are full." Ning Qingtian thought of this.

He came with a irritated look on his face.

"Then what can we do? Mr. Meng is highly respected and reasonable, but the one named Fan has a dozen or so children all by himself, and they all yell at each other. There is also someone who is his cousin, and she still wants me to do some physical examination for her.

, it disgusts me to death... I really want to kick them all in the back." As Zhuo Xingcan spoke, he seemed to recall the scene of extreme disgust and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Speaking of the team at the back, Qingtian, what did you think about recruiting some logistics and reserve team members that I mentioned before?" Wen Qingming looked at Ning Qingtian and said.

"With the expansion of the surface area and the expected doubling of the itinerary, we already have a shortage of survival supplies, guns and ammunition, and various equipment. Wouldn't it be faster to recruit more people and consume them?" Ning Qingtian asked puzzledly.

"It is because all kinds of equipment are in short supply that we need to recruit more logistics and reserve team members. They will not consume supplies, they will only increase supplies, kill monsters, obtain food, and have a certain chance of obtaining treasures. Look at the private teams behind.

, they..." Before Wen Qingming finished speaking, he only heard a loud noise from the team behind him.

"What's that sound over there?" Wen Qingming, Ning Qingtian, and Zhuo Xingcan walked out of the tent and asked the soldiers on duty outside the tent.

"Chief of Staff, there's a lot of noise over there and you can't hear clearly. The reconnaissance company has sent people over to investigate and they should be back soon." The soldier saluted and replied.

After a while, the scout came back and reported that the noise and fuss over there was because many people were bitten by unknown things. After being bitten, a big bump would soon swell up, which was itchy and painful. The children cried and the adults complained.

When they get agitated, they start to quarrel. Some people say they were bitten by mosquitoes, others say they were bitten by insects. They keep arguing, and the more they argue, the more violent they get.

After hearing the scout's report, Wen Qingming frowned, "Aren't our soldiers bitten?"

"We are wearing field combat uniforms. Except for our hands and one face, there is no exposed skin. We should not be bitten." Zhuo Xingcan said uncertainly.

In the apocalyptic wilderness, there are many dangers. Even if it sounds like a trivial matter, Wen Qingming does not dare to be careless.

"Here's the order, everyone who is bitten, regardless of the size of the area, the degree of pain or itching, or what the task is, must go to the medical vehicle for examination." Wen Qing issued the order clearly.

Ning Qingtian is in charge of the Tiger Mercenary Group, and he also has to issue orders to the team members.

"Mingyin" Ning Qingtian frowned and called out. Mingyin was not waiting outside the tent. Where was he?

"Mingyin" Ning Qingtian suddenly remembered something and shouted outside again.

A soldier ran in and reported, "Captain, Brother Ming just said he went to the toilet."

Ning Qingtian took a deep breath, feeling so angry that his heart felt tight and his forehead twisted into a knot, "How long has he been out?"

Ning Qingtian suppressed the anger in her heart and asked calmly.
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