Chapter 60

He likes this girl.

Liao Qiu always chooses to go out with Han Ying.

He always walks in front; he is always the first to rush forward and smash the zombies' heads with a steel pipe; he always brings back some fruits, salted plums, and sunflower seeds that girls like from stores and supermarkets; he always makes her laugh in front of Han Ying, then looks at her with great satisfaction as she laughs heartily.

Liao Qiu used to like a very beautiful girl.

She never paid attention to him and always said he had no chance. Liao Qiu was not angry about these words. She was very beautiful, the kind of woman who could wear expensive wedding dresses and sit in luxury cars like BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes. She was far away from him, as if in another world, only to be observed from a distance, unable to be touched.

Just like a toad and a swan.

Of course, Liao Qiu never thought he had any kinship with toads.

Han Ying has a kind heart—when he was injured, she was more anxious than anyone else, almost crying. She is very supportive in battle, always helping to guard the most dangerous blind spots he overlooks. Her laundry is much cleaner than the washing machine's, and the Mapo Tofu and Tiger Skin Peppers she makes taste very good. She has an ordinary appearance, but her figure is more curvaceous than some professional models. Men usually realize after marriage that a woman's appearance is not important; what truly matters is her inner qualities. Many people understand this, but they only say it with their mouths.

Liao Qiu plans to be more practical.

He wants to confess at an appropriate time, so he secretly planted a few rose bushes in the green belt next to the trap courtyard. He has been secretly studying professional books from the library to research flower cultivation, hoping to pick the flowers on February 14th next year, gather them into a bouquet, and present it to Han Ying.

The two of them each have their own thoughts, neither of them speaking, and the room is silent.

Han Ying suddenly feels very awkward.

Her posture... one foot on the chair, her upper body almost pressing down on Liao Qiu's face.

She only realizes now that her chest is only five centimeters away from the man's nose, and she can feel the warm breath from his nostrils and mouth.

Liao Qiu suddenly feels very puzzled. What is there to be afraid of? Why can't he just talk things out?

He only realizes now that the girl's face is flushed, her cheeks and the sides of her ears as red as ripe apples. Her previous anger made her press very close to him. Especially below, the male symbol between his legs has risen uncontrollably, standing tall and firm, like the Himalayas rising from the plain.

At this moment, any words seem superfluous, and any explanation is powerless.

A sudden surge of courage, Liao Qiu suddenly hugs Han Ying and kisses her soft, trembling lips fiercely, using his tongue to forcefully pry open the girl's teeth, who is at a loss, and sucks desperately.

...

The sun slowly rises in the morning mist, the first rays of dawn casting a faint red glow on the window glass. There are no cars or crowds, and the entire valley is quiet.

The KD03 base may never have truly been peaceful. As soon as it gets light, the soldiers are already running on the parade ground, singing military songs. The first-stage enhancement drugs have doubled the army's overall combat capability, and the normal armed cross-country distance has expanded to ten kilometers, with a load of eighty kilograms.

This place is far from the city, and zombies often appear in the mountains and forests. In terms of numbers, they are mostly small groups of three to five. Occasionally, ten to dozens of zombies will pass by on the road, following the small paths to the base. They cannot climb over the protective fence and can only stand outside, reaching out their arms and howling. Whenever this happens, the duty officer will dispatch some soldiers for combat training based on the number of zombies.

Li Daoyuan plunges his head into a basin of cold water, submerging it deeply.

After holding his breath for nearly five minutes, he suddenly raises his head, water splashing all over his shoulders, and shakes his wet head vigorously. He takes a deep breath, picks up a dry towel, and carefully dries himself.

He has a well-built physique, with healthy bronze skin. He doesn't have the massive muscles of European people, but his high-intensity training has clearly defined his abdominal muscles. He quickly puts on his shirt, tightens his trouser legs, adjusts his appearance in the mirror, puts on his military cap, and walks out of the room.

The cold, damp air is fresher than ever, and the morning light is already bright.

Li Daoyuan stands to the right of the airport, near the control tower, looking up at a small black dot gradually approaching from the gray sky. After more than ten minutes, it is clear that it is a military transport helicopter.

Adjusting his military cap, Li Daoyuan stands with his legs slightly apart, his eyes filled with anticipation and passion, and his face stern as he watches the slowly descending plane.

A man and a woman jump out of the helicopter.

The man in the lead is in his forties, tall and imposing, with a stern face. His neat military uniform is impeccable, and he wears the insignia of a lieutenant colonel on his shoulders.

The woman follows behind, young. Her long, black, shiny hair is neatly combed, flowing lightly from her shoulders. Her light green military shirt, though not transparent, is very thin, clinging to her body and outlining the beautiful curve of her high chest. The matching skirt hugs her hips, revealing her white, slender legs.

Seeing the approaching visitors, Li Daoyuan instinctively brings his heels together and gives a standard military salute.

The lieutenant colonel clearly doesn't care about such formalities. He returns the salute casually, extends his right hand, and smiles, "You always bring me some surprises. Well done."

He shakes hands firmly, turns his head, glances at the woman with the technical officer's shoulder insignia following behind, smiles faintly, and walks toward the temporary office.

Li Daoyuan looks at the woman with a passionate gaze and extends his right hand as usual. When he touches her fingertips, he feels a characteristic feminine coolness.

"Are you okay?"

Li Daoyuan's face is gentle, but his voice trembles slightly with joy.

Her name is Xiao Lin, Li Daoyuan's girlfriend.

Xiao Lin has been smiling, nodding quietly, and does not withdraw her hand, allowing him to hold it.

"I miss you."

"Me too."

...

The helipad is clearly not a place for conversation. The lieutenant colonel, Lu Zhengxiong, who had just walked off the plane, slowly drinks tea in the room, looking through the window with interest at the couple who have so much to say.

He doesn't break the sweetness with his authority, and the reunited couple doesn't linger for too long. After about ten minutes, the three of them are already sitting in the office with the door closed.

"Your work performance is excellent. The expansion project of KD03 base is progressing quickly, and the General Staff is very satisfied. Considering the series of problems brought by the increasing number of inspection stations, Chengdu will send an infantry company next month."

Lu Zhengxiong is tall, and his words carry a strong, authoritative presence. Li Daoyuan sits upright in his chair, his face full of the stern expression characteristic of a soldier. He always has great respect for this instructor who was in charge of his infantry discipline at the Northern Base a few years ago.

Xiao Lin sits at another table, taking notes attentively. She occasionally lifts her long hair that covers her ears, revealing a patch of slightly red, smooth skin.

Lu Zhengxiong doesn't give a long speech. He opens his briefcase, takes out a document, and gets straight to the point.

"Order No. 191 of the Army General Staff: KD03 base commander Li Daoyuan, rank captain, military number DF0062551. Due to outstanding ability and performance, he is specially commended and promoted to the rank of major."

This is completely unexpected, and a look of surprise flashes in Li Daoyuan's eyes. He first looks at Lu Zhengxiong standing opposite him, then turns his gaze to Xiao Lin beside him. His eyes show excitement and confusion.

Lu Zhengxiong coughs lightly, takes out a new major's shoulder insignia from his briefcase, walks around the table, and slowly puts it on Li Daoyuan, who has already stood up. Then, he pats his arm and smiles, "This is the real reason I came to read the order in person. Surprised, aren't you? This new shoulder insignia looks very good on you."

Li Daoyuan's eyes still show confusion.

He is very clear that although his performance at KD03 is good, it is not enough to warrant a promotion in such a short time. Clearly, the real reason for the promotion from captain to major is not this.

If he is not mistaken, it should be related to the zombie research notes that Wu Guoguang gave him, which he then submitted to the Chengdu base.

Sure enough, Lu Zhengxiong's next words confirm Li Daoyuan's guess.

"Alright! Arrange the plane, we still need to go to the city inspection station to announce Wu Guoguang's promotion. You did well in this matter, and the higher-ups are very satisfied. Perhaps, in a while, you will be wearing a shoulder insignia like mine."

A look of understanding flashes in Li Daoyuan's eyes, quickly turning to disappointment: "So soon? Have lunch first! Although the supplies here are not as abundant as in the Chengdu base, there are many fresh wild vegetables and mushrooms. The cafeteria has been preparing since yesterday, knowing you were coming."

Lu Zhengxiong pinches his chin, full of coarse stubble, spreads his hands, looks at Xiao Lin standing beside him, and then turns his gaze back to Li Daoyuan, shaking his head helplessly and smiling bitterly, "I would also like to give you more time. In fact, I really want to stay here for dinner or handle these tedious matters tomorrow. But it's impossible—the importance the higher-ups place on that notebook far exceeds your imagination. Otherwise, as the handlers, you and Wu Guoguang wouldn't have been promoted. Now, we need to find the recorder and talk to him properly."

His words are sincere, and his expression shows a hint of regret.

Li Daoyuan doesn't say anything, just silently looking at Xiao Lin standing opposite him.

The atmosphere is somewhat heavy. Lu Zhengxiong sighs, looks at the two of them with a complex gaze for a moment, and says seriously, "I'll go to the plane first, we'll leave in five minutes."

After saying that, he puts on his military cap and walks out of the office.

As soon as the door closes, Li Daoyuan tightly embraces Xiao Lin, who also wraps her arms around his back. The two kiss each other wildly, breathing heavily.

"I miss you so much!"

Li Daoyuan kisses his beloved woman's tender neck fiercely, speaking indistinctly.

Xiao Lin tilts her head back, enjoying the man's rough actions.

She tries to squeeze out enough sound from the seal of his tongue and lips, but it sounds slightly trembling, "I'll try to find opportunities to see you. Like this time. But the timing... you know, it's a special period now."

After nearly two minutes, Li Daoyuan finally regains his composure. He holds Xiao Lin's shoulders with both hands, pulls her closer, and gazes at her for a long time.

Her forehead is smooth, her eyebrows fine and curved, her long, thick eyelashes constantly fluttering. Her cheeks are delicate and smooth, her lips beautifully curved, small, round, and plump. Due to the intense actions, Xiao Lin's face is flushed, and her tongue peeks out from her slightly parted lips, both ambiguous and alluring.

"My assignment will last for five more years."

When he says this, Li Daoyuan looks somewhat dejected.

Xiao Lin slightly raises her heels, tilts her head, and offers her bright red lips to him, full of love, "I'll wait for you to come back and get married."

These words are more effective than any comfort, but they also reignite the passion in Li Daoyuan's slightly calmed heart. He can't help but hold Xiao Lin's slender waist, sinking deeply into the gentle and secret realm he never wants to abandon.

...

The helicopter taking off from KD03 base quickly becomes a small black dot in the sky, indistinguishable to the naked eye.

The enclosed cabin is large, and Lu Zhengxiong declines the security personnel Li Daoyuan sent, filling the remaining space with canned food and ammunition. As he puts it, "The soldiers at the city inspection station need these."

Through the window, the KD03 base is no longer visible.

Lu Zhengxiong retracts his gaze, turns his head, and looks at Xiao Lin, who is still flushed and with a slightly disheveled collar, with a strange expression.

Gradually, Lu Zhengxiong's breathing becomes heavy, mixing with the loud whirring of the rotor above. He turns his body, his left hand slipping under Xiao Lin's skirt, roughly kneading the smooth skin of her thigh through the thin stockings.

"You're really heartless. After dating for so many years, you just leave. Hehehe! Actually, we have plenty of time, no need to rush. You could have stayed at KD03 overnight and spent the night with him."

Xiao Lin is not bothered by Lu Zhengxiong's invasive actions. She tilts her head back, smoothing her long hair, which makes her chest even more prominent, her breasts lifted high.

"Didn't I tell you? We leave immediately after the order is announced, why waste a few more minutes?"

Her voice is sharp, full of coldness and anger. The roar of the plane's engine drowns out the sound, audible only to Lu Zhengxiong beside her, not to the pilot in the cockpit.

"I was just curious, wondering what that silly boy could do to you in five minutes?"

Lu Zhengxiong is still smiling. He tears off Xiao Lin's stockings with his fingers, his palm gripping the smooth flesh of her thigh, then slides his hand along her groin toward her legs. Xiao Lin is very hot below, and she wriggles her body, trying to make her sitting position more comfortable, but feels something hard penetrating her, causing a wet, slippery secretion.

"Don't do this, it's uncomfortable."

Her voice trembles, but her expression is calm.

Lu Zhengxiong leans in, licks her earlobe lecherously, and whispers, "Do you know? You are even more promiscuous than I imagined. At that time, I never dreamed that my student's girlfriend would actively seduce me. Hehe... Since you don't like him, why not just be clear about it?"

"This has nothing to do with you—"

This sentence clearly has a stimulating effect on Xiao Lin that no words can match. The originally somewhat dazed and dull her immediately moves away, fiercely shaking off Lu Zhengxiong's hand, and with the pride and coldness characteristic of a beautiful woman, says, "Don't forget, the reason I came with you is to get more from that person, not to be your mistress and secretary on missions."

Lu Zhengxiong's smile fades, his face becoming serious. He frowns and looks at Xiao Lin for nearly half a minute, then suddenly reaches out and grabs her chest hard. Seeing Xiao Lin rubbing her sore breast, biting her lower lip to keep from making a sound, he smiles in satisfaction.

...

Two hours later, several military trucks loaded with supplies slowly drive out of the headquarters gate, heading toward the small bank building in the south of the city.

When Su Hao welcomes Lu Zhengxiong and his group into the small building's hall, the other team members are helping the soldiers unload boxes of weapon parts and ammunition from the truck.

All of these are the supplies Li Daoyuan promised in exchange for the notebook.

"I never thought that in such chaos, there would be someone as excellent as you. That notebook was very helpful to us, and some of the ideas and suggestions in it are very valuable. You did a great job, really well."

Lu Zhengxiong's opening remarks are exactly the same as a few hours ago at KD03, even the tone, expression, and body language are the same.

But it cannot be denied that these encouraging and affirming words indeed make the survivors in the small building feel excited, and the atmosphere quickly becomes lively.

Su Hao has been smiling, his voice melodious, "Thank you! This is what I should do. Compared to those who have died, we are undoubtedly very lucky. Since we are alive, we must do something."

Wu Guoguang, whose rank insignia has been changed to lieutenant, stands beside him, silently watching the scene. With the higher-ranking Lu Zhengxiong and Xiao Lin present, he can only be a supporting role.

"I hope there are more people like you, so we won't have to struggle so much against those damned zombies."

Lu Zhengxiong's face is full of excitement and satisfaction. He pats Su Hao's shoulder in a friendly manner and says in a steady, somewhat mysterious tone, "Next, we need to talk alone. Some things can't be heard by too many people."

As he says this, he turns his head and gives a nod to Wu Guoguang, who is standing by. The latter nods in understanding, then leads the other soldiers away.

(Tomorrow, Old Black has to attend a meeting outside, so the update will be later than usual. It might be in the afternoon, or when he gets home. Please understand, and don't blame us!)

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