Not everyone applies this practice. But it is undeniable that most people think Su Hao is friendly and friendly.

They have experienced death and witnessed their family and friends turning into zombies, but they are powerless to escape in panic. This kind of friendship that suddenly appears under the threat of chaos and death makes them feel the warmth that they have not experienced for a long time while surprised.

The sense of identity generated by the first contact is extremely important.

Good or evil, like or dislike are often determined by the first consciousness and occupy the center of judgment in the brain's thinking.

Of course, this feeling will change with various factors such as time, events, and experiences. However, the decisiveness of the subject consciousness during this period is difficult to be shaken.

Just like two strangers on a blind date, their eyes develop likes and dislikes through their beauty or ugly appearance. The following conversation can distinguish cultivation and speaking habits. As for character, hobbies, interests... these things require more time and more contact.

Zhou Chen's research on black particles has reached the stage of judging identity through quantity comparison.

"Work bee" will not have a rebellious mentality towards "Queen bee".

What Su Hao needs to do is to make all people who have received blood injections identify with themselves within a month's test period and turn them into "worker bees".

It's very simple and difficult.

With the first batch of surrenders, there are the second batch and the third batch...

There is no one leading the guide, there are zombies outside, the direction of the escape route is completely blocked, and the food stored in the camp is only enough for a week at most... As long as people who are not completely desperate and have crazy consciousness such as suicide will naturally choose to surrender.

Five days later, the last group of surrenders walked out of the camp.

They told Su Hao that there were 71 people left in the camp, all of whom were core members of the "Shengfei" group that started training before the outbreak of the virus.

These people are very stubborn. They believe that the Northern Headquarters will definitely send reinforcements to come. At that time.

Cao Rui and Xinyan each led a team to enter the camp from two directions.

Strengthening people against ordinary people, and the opponent is not a regular army. There is no suspense in this battle, and the defender is about to collapse at a touch.

Su Hao moved away everything valuable in the camp, and did not even let go of the weapons, ammunition and residual food on the dead.

He gained a huge amount - the total amount of various materials combined exceeds tens of thousands of tons. Even if the surrendered personnel are added, they can still be consumed for a long time.

More than 2,600 people chose to surrender.

Su Hao injected everyone with his own blood.

He didn't know how many people would become real "working bees"?

one hundred?

one thousand?

Or all?

This question with unknown answers makes him always be alert. If he accidentally loses his integrity in some aspects and causes some surrenders who already have a sense of identity to become disgusted, then it will be really not worth the effort.

In the future, there are many times when it may not be possible to carefully identify everyone, and this method can only be used to increase the number of "worker bees" in large quantities.

This is equivalent to an experiment. Even Su Hao himself cannot determine the success rate?

In one month, you will know the answer.

Chen Yanlin stood in front of the window and silently stared at the dim light on the horizon that was about to be swallowed by the night.

The old calendar on the wall has been thrown into the garbage dump, and the new calendar is still a bright red festive cover. The four variants of "Congratulations on the New Year" form a beautiful shape of a ball of flowers. Two dolls with smiles stand on both sides, arching their hands. Their smiles are greasy, like silly idiots. They are fat and round, like pigs who ate meat during the Chinese New Year.

It is now 2021, and today is January 6th.

This day has no special meaning, it is just a number sorting day after day.

The earth is still rotating around the sun, and the moon is still as waxing and waning as a woman.

However, there are no dense lights in the city, no prosperous and beautiful street scenes, and the colorful nightlife has completely become history. The most direct thing coiled in people's minds and eyes is rotten and smelly corpses, mountains of garbage, and abandoned vehicles that are covered with dust or unrecognizable.

besides.

——The roads that once symbolized the glorious civilization of mankind, now there is no hope

Chen Yanlin took out the cigarette box from his pocket expressionlessly, took out one and lit it. As soon as he took a sip, he suddenly felt a complicated situation for no reason. So he broke the cigarette and slid down between his fingers.

"Don't you want to say anything to me?"

This sentence is not a simple word, but a questioning Lu Zhengxiong standing behind him.

The Guard Bureau is very efficient—except Lu Zhengxiong and Xiao Lin, there are a total of 47 people involved in the repression of the officer qualification conversion and promotion order.

Among them, there are twenty-six in the military's twenty-one academicians.

Most of them are technical and personnel departments. All the military personnel involved are officers at the school level or above. Two are still personnel who are being promoted during the inspection. If there is no problem, they will be promoted to major general in August this year.

Lu Zhengxiong sat on a chair in the middle of the office.

His military uniform was torn and dirty, and many places showed black marks soaked in blood and dried. There were obvious bruises and swollen eyes, and his upper lip was severely chapped, revealing bright red muscle tissue. He was wearing handcuffs and had dry blood marks on the corners of his mouth. He kept lowering his head and looking at his feet with a dull expression. Only occasionally, when Chen Yanlin didn't notice it, would a hidden hatred flash quickly from the depths of his eyes.

In investigating internal affairs, the Guard Bureau has absolute power without any doubt.

Torture is commonplace, and Lu Zhengxiong himself is a military officer.

Chen Yanlin is a general, and the anger from the superiors is more effective than any urging.

When Lu Zhengxiong was arrested in the interrogation room of the Guard Bureau with a saying "Please cooperate with the investigation", he almost knew what would happen next.

He is a smart person who knows how to deal with it at this time.

So, facing the indifferent and ruthless guard officer like a robot, he said everything he knew without reservation. Despite this, those people still had no intention of letting him go.

Lu Zhengxiong was broken with twelve ribs, and his arms and thighs were crushed into comminuted fractures by a rolling machine. This kind of damage that was so disabled was just to stimulate the central nervous system and make him feel unbearable pain. Just when he was dying and felt that he might be shot, he was sent to the intensive care unit by the guard officer and quickly healed the broken bones through liquid treatment.

To outsiders, the Guard Bureau is an extremely cruel and cruel organization.

This chilling and instinctively feeling the deterrent effect of fear comes largely from cruel interrogation methods. They never kill the suspect but use various methods to torture the body, destroy the mental will, and then use high-tech medical treatment to restore it... In short, people who come out of the Guard Bureau often only have skin trauma and are in good physical condition, but no longer have the emotions and consciousness that humans should have.

Like a ghost, or a body without a soul.

"Who gives you the right to receive non-military personnel management files without authorization?"

"What qualifications do you have to delay the validity time limit of promotion documents?"

Chen Yanlin still did not turn around. He asked again, with obvious anger in his voice.

"Is it worth it for a woman?"

The general was no longer asking, but shouting.

Lu Zhengxiong did not move at all.

He seemed deaf, could not hear the sound, nor could he feel the rage released from Chen Yanlin.

"I... I have a Class A constitution."

After nearly five minutes, Lu Zhengxiong slowly raised his head, opened his empty and unsightly eyes, and said in a hoarse voice like a ghost: "A few years ago, during the physical condition test, I never thought about what this meant. Blood tests, tests, identity and gene comparison... Then I was transferred to the Xi'an base, and my military rank and position were upgraded to the level. At that time, I was very happy and went out with a few friends to have a great drink... Now, I think about it, I am so naive."

Chen Yanlin turned around, held his hands behind his back, and stared at him with a sharp gaze.

Lu Zhengxiong continued to say aimlessly: "I have a wife, she is very beautiful and is a local announcer. I also have a smart and lovely daughter. She is in the first year of junior high school and never scored 95 points in each exam. I plan to retire from the army after a few years and get a position like director in the local area. In the future, during the college entrance examination, it will be more convenient to get a child and a good school. My wife agrees with my idea. We raised the family's money, which is almost 600,000 yuan..."

"Money is useless."

"The seat is also fake."

Lu Zhengxiong looked at Chen Yanlin blankly, then lowered his head, buried his head deep in his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "They are Class B and Class B physiques. No one has ever told me this. I don't know the difference between Class A and Class B. I only know that I can be promoted and promoted by going to Xi'an, but I don't know what will happen in the future. Think about it... I'm really stupid. There have never been good things like pies falling from the sky in this world. Since I get it, I must pay. The price is too high, and I'm completely kept in the dark. Wenli, Lingling... I, I really don't know that this will happen. Dad, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you--"

He shook his head and cried loudly.

He did not explain what happened with Xiao Lin. The guard bureau report was clearly written, without further ado.

He is just venting and regretting.

Tears penetrated from the fingers, and the edge of the lips, which were tightly bitten by the teeth, made a "whimper" choking. Lu Zhengxiong kept pulling his hair with his hands and pulling it hard with his best efforts.

Chen Yanlin looked at this scene coldly, and a trace of invisible pale flashed across his face. Hate and anger gradually disappeared from his eyes and turned into a faint sadness.

Lu Zhengxiong’s experience is not an isolated case.

Many people have the same experiences as him.

The army is the largest part of the entire transfer system. Military-industrial enterprises, research institutions, steel, machinery... One-fifth of the people in the country have undergone physical testing, and the ratio of Class A and Class B accounts for about 50%. Considering factors such as food and immune drug production, most people have been abandoned.

Chen Yanlin met Lu Zhengxiong more than ten years ago. At that time, he was a very good officer and a qualified soldier.

The environment can change people, and miserable encounters can destroy people's will.

The closest family members were all dead and lived alone... not so much as torture.

According to the view of peacetime, Lu Zhengxiong did not do anything wrong - whether Xiao Lin's personnel conversion or Su Hao's promotion procedures were delayed, they were in line with the normal procedures within the military. If no one noticed, these things would be done. At most, add an additional explanation and go through another procedure.

Chen Yanlin could not tolerate this kind of behavior of attacking.

Although Lu Zhengxiong deserves sympathy, he cannot be forgiven.

"You have twenty-four hours to hand over the work you have on hand. Then... go to the Sixty-Eighth Division to report!"

The war on the eastern front was extremely fierce. Although immune agents curbed the spread of the virus and all soldiers had injected first-level enhancement agents, there were still considerable casualties.

The population proportion of coastal cities far exceeds that of the mainland. The huge and dense urban agglomerations have restricted the large-scale maneuver of armored troops. The rows of steel and concrete buildings have minimized the power of shells. The Air Force has tried to drop several cloud bombs and neutron bombs, but there is almost no effect. The head is the only key to zombies, and destroying the internal organs has no effect on them. Even if their hands and feet are broken, these terrible creatures who are fearless can still squirm like pine caterpillars.

Four heavy mechanized divisions were concentrated in the eastern direction. The Sixty-Eighth Division was just one of them.

Chen Yanlin's intention to transfer Lu Zhengxiong to the front line was very obvious - either to commit crimes or to death in battle.
To be continued...