Xiao Lin always thinks she is excellent.

Beauty, coupled with the master's degree obtained during peacetime, made her feel that she had to climb further and stand higher than others.

She must obtain such an enviable military and dual-level position.

Using beauty, Xiao Lin transferred her files from the Personnel Administration of the Academy of Sciences and handed them over to Lu Zhengxiong for military qualification evaluation. These steps seem simple, but they must be approved by more than 20 supervisors of different positions before they can be signed. Xiao Lin operated for nearly three years, spent a lot of money and resources, and devoted herself to hundreds of men before she obtained the external transfer identity conversion form issued by the Archives Bureau of the Academy. After repeated lobbying at the base and the group's military personnel department, last week, he finally received the official appointment letter for the rank of major.

Xiao Lin knew very well that her plan was a deceptive act in a sense. The Academy of Sciences would definitely be furious about this. Her status as a researcher could no longer be at its original level. It would be reduced to one, two, or even three... But no matter what, even if she retained the lowest level of "D3" identity, her military rank would be much faster. With this relationship and her special public relations ability, Xiao Lin felt that she should be able to climb to the throne of a general within five years.

This is not an unrealistic fantasy———In peacetime, there are many examples of so-called "artists" being awarded the rank of major general. As long as you firmly grasp the preferences of the highest power figures, even idiots who can't even use pistols can still wear the shiny general badge.

Lu Zhengxiong's words smashed Xiao Lin from the arrogant mountain top. So much so that after several minutes, she still felt that this was the despicable means of the man trying to threaten her to continue to maintain an abnormal relationship between men and women.

"I don't need to lie to you."

Lu Zhengxiong saw through the thoughts in her mind and touched her cheeks full of beards and whispered: "I have checked. The order to cancel your researcher qualification was issued by Dean Wang Qinian. The fat old man was obviously very dissatisfied with you. Hehehehe! I'm very surprised. You are a smart person, why didn't you open up his joints? Let him admit the results of your activities during this period? You must know that a mere major rank is not as valuable as a "B" researcher. You should have been sleeping with many men, so why didn't you seduce that fat man with a bad temper?"

This is too direct, and the meaning of ridicule and ridicule is not concealed.

Xiao Lin looked at Lu Zhengxiong coldly, with a strong and fierce warning in her eyes. She stared at the man who had just had close contact with her and gritted her teeth secretly.

Of course, Xiao Lin seduced Wang Qinian.

In the laboratory, in the cafeteria, in the library, and in many places where two people meet and contact, Xiao Lin tries every means to show her charming and seductive side.

She was overwhelmed while she was borrowing books, and the buttons on her chest broke free, revealing her pink silk bra and her deep and plump cleavage.

She deliberately slipped under the canteen and cleverly tore the skirt that was connected with thread, allowing Wang Qinian to see the slender and white thighs and the tiny and exquisite thongs.

She also tried to meet her on the road, and while greeting her, she accidentally took off her high heels and pressed her body with the help of inertia. As long as a man with normal physiological functions, she would not refuse this wonderful body that fell from the sky and the soft touch with excellent toughness.

Unfortunately, these plans used by Xiao Lin to deal with Wang Qinian have never been successful.

She still remembers: the damn fat man looked at himself indifferently and threw himself on the ground with a stack of books in his arms. His turbid eyes glanced at his chest, then shook his head, curled his lips, and said lightly: "It's too small, I only have C cups. I just have F-level breasts whenever I am a robot maid."

In the cafeteria, when his hair was scattered and his face was full of miserableness, the old bastard chewed his braised trotters while using chopsticks to remove a few pig hairs that the chef had not pulled out, muttering vaguely: "So much pubic hair can't be shaved, and he is still embarrassed to wear thongs?"

The moment he lost his balance and wanted him to hug him, the old bastard quickly slipped away from the side, which was even more unpredictable than Yagami's "Ghost Step". At the same time, he gloated and sneered: "If you don't have the ability, don't wear such high heels. The fat bears on stilts in the circus are more flexible than this..."

In short, the old bastard can be described in the most vicious language in the world. Only words like "pervert" cannot be touched.

He is simply born with impotence?

The genitals may be dissolved when they accidentally dripped with sulfuric acid during the experiment?

Perhaps, he has a special taste and doesn't like women, but he has a special liking for men?

But no matter what, this old fat man who can't die controls the huge Academy of Sciences and cancels his identity as a researcher.

..

On December 6, Wang Qinian received the second zombie observation record transferred from KD03 base. At the title page and the end of the notebook, the name of the recorder Su Hao was clearly indicated.

The fat dean sat behind the desk as usual, studying the opened notes carefully.

Su Hao's observation report is about 30,000 words.

There is no formulaic stereotyped beginning, nor is there a blank sentence that is superficial. The entire content is detailed observation data of zombies in cold environments. But the more boring numbers and technical words there are, the more interesting Wang Qinian can be.

From the time I got the report around 10 am, until after 4 am in the middle of the night, the fat dean sat like this. He was not afraid of hemorrhoids, nor was he afraid of terrible diseases such as cervical hyperplasia, and repeatedly studied every detail mentioned in the notes.

"Tadada..."

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground from the corridor outside.

This special movement that can only be made by women or transvestites quietly stopped when approaching the room. The door was slowly pushed open, revealing the thin and skinny outline of the cold female officer. She walked directly to the desk and stared at Wang Qinian who was lying on the table to study notes.

The room was brightly lit and you could see clearly the brand new lieutenant colonel badge on her shoulders.

"Tell me! What's the matter?"

The old fat man who was almost bare on his head asked casually.

"Research Team 13 reported: Zombies No. 41, 89, 2201, 2203, 3011 all showed signs of depth mutation to varying degrees. Among them, the bone strength of zombies No. 41 and 89 increased by 16.5%. A new nervous system that had never been seen before was found in No. 2201. The hearing ability of 2203 and 3011 was significantly enhanced, and the incisors and molars became sharper."

As he said that, the female officer took out a document from the briefcase she carried with him and placed it flat on the table.

Wang Qinian said lightly, and his eyes never moved away from the notebook in front of him.

No one continued to speak, and there seemed to be no living person in the dead room.

After about ten minutes, a glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon outside the window.

It's dawn.

Wang Qinian raised his head, rubbed his sore and swollen eyes, stretched his waist long with a tired look. He picked up the thick tea that was already cold beside him and took a sip, pushed the chair away and stood up, walked to the window, and pushed open the window. Suddenly, a fresh, wet and cold air immediately poured into the room.

"Add five military merit points to all members of the Thirteenth Research Group."

The old fat man was breathing fresh air greedily, but his facial expression was not very happy: "The research progress of these guys is too slow, and his brain is almost as rigid as wood. In comparison, this note turned over by KD03 is more interesting."

The female officer's face seemed to have been embedded in her skin, becoming a part of her body. Her voice was quite sharp, as if she had measured the rhythm accurately: "What do you mean is that the report of the Thirteenth Research Group was not timely?"

"If we count the time for the transfer documents and personnel transfer, they are at least seventy-two hours late."

The old fat man Wang Qinian had a faint anger on his face and shouted fiercely: "It will certainly save a lot of time when sending information from KD03 with laser fax. However, next to the normal observation records, the little guy often leaves some experiences. Some are about the time and food types of feeding zombies, and some are descriptions of the color of the zombies' skin. This young man has a flexible mind and a weird idea. Haha! He even tried to wipe the zombie body with garlic, chili, etc., or inject zombie eyes to see if blood vessels and nerves will produce the same stimulation as humans...

Hell! Why no one can think of these in more than 100 research groups under my command? Electric shocks all day long! Electric shocks! Electric shocks! Why can't they use some special methods? Why do they always conduct research on books step by step? Don't they know that zombies have never appeared on Earth before? This kind of disgusting monster is not applicable to any biological theory at all. Why do these idiots have to classify zombies? Amphibious? Crawling? Or breastfeeding or shelling? Bucket! Idiots! Idiots! They don't deserve any military merit scores at all, they don't deserve————”

Wang Qinian became more and more angry as he spoke. He waved his hands hard and roared endlessly: "Yeying! Cancel my order just now, and don't give any of these useless guys. Copy two thousand notes from the KD03 base and distribute them to every research department, so that those rice buckets can open their eyes and take a good look at how the truly excellent elites do it? The Academy of Sciences is not a factory, and researchers are not a sculpture produced by assembly lines. What I want is a talent with unique thinking, not a waste that only knows how to eat and poop————”

The female officer named Ye Ying was obviously immune to the hysterical appearance of the fat dean. She picked up the notes coldly, nodded unmovedly, thought for a few seconds, and asked, "What should this recorder in Kunming City do with it?"

This dredging project was very dynamic, and many zombies wandering around were attracted. Three soldiers responsible for guarding the roof of the toll station kept firing fire, reducing the number of these terrifying creatures as much as possible. Several other soldiers waited to form a defense circle around the bulldozer, and watched nervously at the zombies slowly walking over from a distance.

The noise of the diesel engine is deafening, and the huge metal bucket cuts the smooth and beautiful car paint like a knife. The cars surrounding the road are pushed down like building blocks, with various sounds of collision, squeezing, and tires rubbing against the ground. They are irresistible to the side of the roadside, falling from the roadbed several meters high, and smashing into a pile of strange-shaped scrap iron.

Wu Guoguang stood in front of the toll station and looked at the bulldozer that was diffusing the passageway for a while. He walked up to the cement platform, frowned and looked at the police sign made of cardboard, and then looked up at the bold words "Paying tolls according to law is honorable, and escaping fees is shameful." Then, he shook his head disdainfully and spat at the face of the majestic paper policeman.

Most of the vehicles blocking the intersection are removed, revealing two spacious passages.

Waving at Su Hao on the truck behind, Wu Guoguang turned around and entered the cab of the military off-road vehicle, and the convoy started again.

..

It was almost noon, and the convoy drove off the road and followed a hidden auxiliary road into a military control area not far from the KD03 base.

There is no one here, only an empty playground of about 200 square meters, and three dark-colored bungalows are obviously abandoned for a long time.

The soldiers jumped out of the car and quickly formed a warning circle around them.

Wu Guoguang approached the ground with dark red borders next to the playground, took out a small electronic detector from his backpack, and walked back and forth a few steps along the wireframe. Five or six minutes later, he found the movable cover hidden in the grass next to him. He lifted it up and entered a string of passwords on the electronic lock. The sound of gear rotation immediately came from the underneath the concrete floor. The side of the playground slowly sank, revealing an inclined ramp.

This is an underground warehouse that has been built since the KD03 base was established. In addition to different types of military supplies, most of the reserves are weapons and ammunition.

Looking at the various boxes piled up in front of him, Wu Guoguang smiled faintly at Su Hao who was standing next to him. He waved his hand forward: "Try to move as much as you can! Take as much as you can."

Su Hao nodded and directed the team members who got off the truck to quickly start the transport.

The opinions of the Academy of Sciences have been fed back to the Group Army Headquarters. On the one hand, it was the order of the fat president Wang Qinian, and on the other hand, it was the favorable impression of Major Li Daoyuan, the chief officer of KD03, who had the heart to take care of Su Hao. In addition, Wu Guoguang was willing to take care of him... The two zombie observation records before and after gave Su Hao an unexpectedly generous profit.

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