Tang Hao roared: “Who’s non-lucky?! Zhou Rong!” Tang Hao slammed the car door angrily, and before he could walk forward, the four former 118 special forces turned around simultaneously.
They stared at each other for a while. Tang Hao covered his forehead and sighed: “You guys should calm down, the fighter jet is taking off in ten minutes, what time is it!”
Guo Weixiang seemed to want to say something, but was pulled back by Yan Hao, who shook his head slightly.
“Okay, let’s go.” Yan Hao picked up the thirty-kilogram equipment bag from the ground, threw it over his shoulder, and took the initiative to give Zhou Rong a tight hug: “Brother Rong hasn’t treated us to a meal after his promotion, remember to not escape this meal when we come back successfully with the antibody.”
Zhou Rong said: “Mm, okay, all-you-can-eat spicy vegetable noodles in the first cafeteria.”
Guo Weixiang: “I have nothing to say, I only recognize Brother Rong as my captain…” Before finishing, he was hit hard by Zhou Rong, his heroic words swallowed back.
Zhou Rong: “Scram!”
Zhou Rong watched them walk out one by one. However, Ding Shi did not respond to her gaze, deliberately keeping his head down like a boy who had done something wrong, quickly diving into the jeep.
Tang Hao finally honked the horn, the car slowly turned, raising dust as it drove towards the port. Zhou Rong took out a cigarette box, flicked out a cigarette, and took a long drag.
“Hey!” Zhou Rong called out loudly. Jiu Hua, the major, turned back and unexpectedly caught the cigarette box he tossed.
Jiu Hua smiled with slightly reddened eyes, mouthing a “thank you” to Zhou Rong.
On the third floor in the distance, wisps of white tea steam blurred Si Nan’s eyebrows and eyes.
“Zhou Rong really wants to go,” he suddenly said softly.
Ning Yu, concentrating on the microscope, hummed: “So why doesn’t he?”
Si Nan coldly said: “Because your damn experiment isn’t finished yet.”
Ning Yu sighed, “It’s okay. Soon we’ll have preliminary synthetic antibodies, though only suitable for those with excellent genes. We can implement it within special forces, giving soldiers the ability to quickly heal after zombie bites.”
Si Nan said nothing about the last sentence but glanced at Ning Yu.
“What?”
