After arranging the place for Qiao Lingxiang, Ajiu and Zhao Long, Ye Yiming quickly transferred the people.

In this situation in Xiangcheng, some people from the five camps outside the city must be transferred in, otherwise it will not be enough.

In addition, the plan to clear Xiangcheng must also be accelerated. There are many private cars blocking on the Xiangcheng blockade. It is also a very heavy task to measure body temperature, register ID number, and calculate their quarantine time.

All aspects require manpower.

Qiao Lingxiang returned to the command center to pack her survival backpack. Zhao Long and Ajiu also went to prepare equipment, and also carried some food in their respective garrison backpacks.

This morning, Ajiu told Mu Wenbin that he would donate this batch of supplies from the small warehouse of the mission center to the security inspection system.

But Mu Wenbin said that there is no division between security inspection systems and garrison systems. After Ye Yiming forcibly requisitioned the entire Xiangcheng security inspection system, even Wei Xingping had to obey Ye Yiming's command.

Therefore, although Gong Jingye's approach is very annoying, Ye Yiming has to bear the food supply of the entire Xiangcheng security inspection system.

Therefore, according to Song Bai's regulation, the food on the Xiangcheng Hospital and the garrisoned East Blockade Line were separated, with Xiangcheng Square as the boundary, and the garrison and security checks on the east blockade line were all responsible for three meals a day by the command center on the garrisoned East Blockade Line.

The rest of the garrison and security inspection are responsible for the cooking stations at Xiangcheng Hospital.

Hearing Mu Wenbin say this, Ajiu also felt it was appropriate. Anyway, he was a garrison and was responsible for finding supplies for the garrison. Now he is ready.

Just as Ajiu and Zhao Long discussed going to sweep the building for a while, they touched the nearby mission center. Wen Yuansi knocked on the door of the command room and stood outside the door, watching Qiao Lingxiang sort out her survival backpack.

When Qiao Lingxiang saw that it was Wen Yuansi, she packed her backpack and asked:

"What's up?"

The backpack was originally placed on Cen Yi's car, and the car was stuck on the highway. Because the power grid was turned on, people were finally released. Zhao Long drove Cen Yi's car to the edge of the command center.

Using this survival backpack has become Qiao Lingxiang's habit, and she is reluctant to replace it with a new garage backpack.

"I heard that you are leaving, Chief Ye wants to transfer you to the front line."

Wen Yuansi was slightly moved and said with emotion to Qiao Lingxiang:

"Although I haven't really known you for a long time, I still want to come and see you off."

Faced with the troubled times, Mr. Wen has his unique delicate feelings. Because I don’t know what the situation is, I should say goodbye when I should say goodbye.

Qiao Lingxiang stopped her hands to pack her backpack, turned her head to look at Wen Yuansi, and said:

"Thank you, Senior Wen, you are a good person. I hope you can tell everyone in the world that Xiangcheng garrison has not done anything wrong. What they have been doing is to protect the last bottom line of mankind, and you can do it."

"Well, I promise."

Wen Yuansi looked at Qiao Lingxiang and smiled. She was gentle and pure, with the breath of his bookish.

Who said that a scholar was useless? Who said that a student who only knows how to study in the last days has no use? He wants to prove that the person who said this is wrong.

Qiao Lingxiang pulled the corner of her mouth, put on her survival backpack and walked out the door. Outside the door, there were two long rows of injured people standing, all of whom came to see her off.

Everyone said nothing, and each of them had a personal understanding of what the front line looked like. No one even knew better than them how dangerous the front line would be.

However, it is precisely because each of them knows what the front line looks like that they know that Dr. Qiao is more needed there.

The silent eyes were filled with complex emotions such as thanks, separation, respect, etc., watching the girl who had just turned 16, walking past them with a big survival backpack on her back.

Dozens of injured people were stationed in the defense, so quiet that they could not hear any sound, rendering the atmosphere full of solemnity.

Qiao Lingxiang lowered her eyes a little uncomfortable. She felt as if she was glowing, attracting the attention of everyone here. In fact, she was not used to being treated like this. If possible, she would rather hide in the corner as before and be her ugly duckling and be ignored by everyone, so that she can be more comfortable.

Now that people are watching this, it seems that they are being watched.

With the highest respect, I came to watch her go to the front line.

When she walked to the back street exit of the command center, Fan You and Mu Wenbin stood at the end of the team watching her. The two looked at Qiao Lingxiang without saying a word.

So Qiao Lingxiang didn't say a word and continued to walk forward. Ajiu and Zhao Long carried a garrison backpack and followed her, like two left and right guardians.

"salute!!!"

Suddenly, a powerful sound rang behind Qiao Lingxiang, Ajiu and Zhao Long.

The three of them were startled and looked back. Fan You and Mu Wenbin stood straight with a firm expression. Behind them, all the injured were standing. Everyone raised their hands together and saluted Qiao Lingxiang.

The blood-red sunset fell on a group of injured people. No one said anything unnecessary. At this time, there was no need to say a word, but the gratitude and respect they wanted to express had been expressed through this ceremony.

Thank you, because of Qiao Lingxiang, the heaviness and sadness in this end of the world have been diluted a lot, a lot, a lot.

Wen Yuansi, who stood at the end of all garrisons, had his throat blocked. His eyes were red and exaggerated by such a heroic atmosphere. No one knew about such a parting except garrisons.

But such a group of people should be known and worthy of being known.

People in the world should understand that when they complain about the difficulties of life in the end of the world, there is still a group of people who are maintaining such difficulties with their lives.

Every breath of air they breathed into their lungs was earned back by the guards.

Why can't everyone know?

Qiao Lingxiang took Zhao Long and Ajiu and left like that. The community where the accident happened was on the street on the back street of the command center. The three of them just walked over.

Not half an hour after Qiao Lingxiang left, Hou Manrong stepped on the night and found the command center, and asked to find Qiao Lingxiang.

Someone in their company's car had a fever, so the car was detained by Zhang Yu on the highway. Hou Manrong asked around and told Zhang Yu that she was a garrison family member and was taken to the command center.

Because Fan You was not injured, he was repairing his equipment and was preparing to lead a team to block the community near Xiangcheng East Expressway. Because Mu Wenbin wanted to recover from his injuries, he stayed at the Xiangcheng East Command Center and was in charge of taking care of the injured.

Seeing that a garrison brought Hou Manrong over and said that it was Qiao Lingxiang's family, Mu Wenbin didn't know him either.

He only looked up and down Hou Manrong and asked politely:
Chapter completed!