Ye Zhiqiu was sitting at the dining table and working hard at a plate of food, he felt that someone had walked into the cafeteria again. It was already past the time for dinner, and only those who missed the meal would appear here, so he looked up and wanted to see who was so tired of eating and sleeping, but he saw Carlos, who was still wearing a full set of combat equipment, with only his helmet in his hand.

Seeing Carlos come in, Pasifa hurriedly came out from inside. Of course he knew Carlos and asked diligently: "Have you not eaten yet?"

"I've eaten it," Carlos said, and immediately remembered something and changed his mouth: "Is there any coffee? I mean that kind of hot stuff?"

"I understand," said Pasifa, and he shook his eyes at Carlos: "The kind that's steaming."

Carlos nodded to him with satisfaction: "I think I like you guy."

"I think you can get me into the army, too." Pasifa looked at Ye Zhiqiu who was sitting there and whispered: "To be honest, I took a gun to the wall yesterday, which felt very good."

"Aren't you afraid?" Carlos asked, and it was obvious that this guy had never been on the battlefield before. Usually, the recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time would not describe their experience to others with an excited look on their faces.

"You mean those tanks?" Pasifa said: "They are so far away from me that I don't have the chance to fire even a shot. But our wounded people are a little worried."

"That's what I'm talking about," Carlos said. "If you go to the battlefield, you may be injured, and don't you feel disgusted when you see your comrades bleeding."

Pasifa shrugged: "Maybe you don't know, we feel worse than this when we handle beef."

Carlos was stunned for a moment, looked at him and said, "Go and pour me a cup of coffee."

"Aren't you going to think about it?" said Pasifa. "I think I can be a qualified fighter."

"You can." Carlos said, "Go and pour coffee." After that, he waved his hand and walked towards Ye Zhiqiu with his helmet.

Ye Zhiqiu swallowed the rice into his stomach and looked at Carlos who was trying hard to stuff himself into the chair. His equipment made him fatter than a circle. To be honest, it was impossible to be able to carry this outfit and run around without some good physical strength. So Ye Zhiqiu asked, "Why are you still wearing this outfit?"

"I have to check the defense line before dark. I'm worried that there will be a large number of zombies coming to dinner tonight." Carlos said. He tried to support his elbow-guarded arm on the table, but he quickly gave up this effort, either it was impossible to reach it. He was too tired, so he supported his thighs with his hands and looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said, "The guards at the door saw you coming here, so I'll come to find you."

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhiqiu put the spoon into his mouth and asked in a vague way.

"The specific report on the damage of the war has come out." Carlos: "We suffered heavy losses, and the establishment of an armored company was wiped out." He looked at Ye Zhiqiu: "What's worse is that we lost Cassidy and Old House."

"Thank you for telling me this." Ye Zhiqiu said. He put down the spoon and looked at the food on the plate with regret: "Are you afraid that I have a good appetite?"

"I've asked the captives that they were on landing ships in Prince William's Bay, so their armored forces needed to build a base in Ford Richardson first," Carlos said. "There were some people seeing more warships parked at Juno's port."

"The warships cannot occupy the controlled area." Ye Zhiqiu said: "You should be glad that Anchorage did not repair it on the beach."

"But their energy sources continue to come." Carlos said, "If we do another battle yesterday, we can't hold on." He looked up and saw Pasifa coming over with a cup of hot coffee, nodding to him, reaching out to take it, and put it to his mouth to try it. He found that this thing was really hot, so he moved the cup away from his mouth and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "This matter must be resolved. I think we should at least go there to confirm and see the situation."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him and nodded: "I agree, call me when I leave."

Carlos nodded, put the coffee to his mouth and took a careful sip, then put the cup on the table, and said to Pasifa: "Thank you for your coffee, this makes me feel much better." After that, he stood up, said goodbye to Ye Zhiqiu, and pushed the coffee cup at him: "You drink it. It tastes great, don't waste it."

"Thank you." Ye Zhiqiu said: "By the way, have you seen Maybury?"

"The pilot who came with you?" Carlos said: "What's wrong with him when he was mingled with the wounded in the hospital?"

"His uncle is the new president of the United States." Ye Zhiqiu said: "At least, what do you think of the news?"

Carlos hesitated for a moment and nodded, "It's exciting news. It would be better if it wasn't." He picked up his helmet and said goodbye to Ye Zhiqiu and Maybury: "I will inform Isabel that she knows how to use this news."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded. He never doubted this. Isabel's level as a politician is not very good, but his level of understanding people's hearts is not bad. It is appropriate to be an advertising planner or something. He looked up and watched Carlos leave, but Carlos turned and asked again: "Why do they have so much naval support?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and thought to himself, how could I know this? Carlos looked at him and shook his head and said, "Does the uncle of Maybury have no army in his hands?"

"You are right." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized. He looked at Carlos and said, "I have figured out some things, and this matter makes me think about it again."

Carlos nodded, but wanted to speak but stopped, but when he saw Ye Zhiqiu's thoughts were not true, he finally didn't say it and turned around and walked away.

Ye Zhiqiu quickly poured the food in the plate into his mouth. After wiping it, he remembered where there was still half a cup of coffee. He didn't care that it was left of Carlos. He picked it up and drank it all, and then heard Pasifa ask beside him, "Do you want another cup?" Ye Zhiqiu then remembered that there was a person standing beside him. The key was that this person was too unexistent, so he shook his head and said, "No need." After saying that, he picked up the plate and walked towards the sink. Pasifa hurriedly reached out to take it. Ye Zhiqiu thanked him and turned around and walked away. Pasifa was left alone, and his words were sagging in his throat.

Ye Zhiqiu left the cafeteria and thought about it for a while. It would be too conspicuous to go back to the hospital and go back to take a break. So he happened to meet Jill who came back to pick up things in front of the door. The two of them met here, and they were a little surprised. Ye Zhiqiu saw that there was no one in the corridor, hugged her and walked into the room.

Jill let him carry it into the room before patting his shoulder and said, "Let me go."

"Do you think it's possible?" Ye Zhiqiu smiled wickedly and put her down on the bed. Jill pushed him: "I'll check the defense line."

"Carlos has gone." Ye Zhiqiu said, "I just saw him again." After that, he kissed Jill on the lips. The two of them kissed him passionately for a while. Jill panted and said, "How long has it been since you took a shower?"

"Yeah." Ye Zhiqiu said: "I think I can dry clean it."

After a long time, these two people who took a break from their busy schedule finally appeared outside the door again. Jill's face turned red and his eyes were covered with mist. He looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said, "See you tonight?"

"I think we can go and check out the defense line together." Ye Zhiqiu said: "It is very lonely to stay alone in the empty bedroom."

"Aren't your legs weak?" Jill looked at him with a smile.

"It's just intermittent." Ye Zhiqiu said: "It's much better now, you can check it out."

Jill was really afraid that he would continue to get entangled, so he stopped. The two of them walked side by side downstairs, and Ye Zhiqiu coughed and said, "I saw some people in Washington this time."

"Yes." Jill was in a good mood and smiled, "Of course, were you going to see the zombies?" She smiled and said, "To be honest, we were all a little surprised this time. You used to bring women back."

Ye Zhiqiu's legs became soft intermittently, and almost rolled downstairs from her side. He quickly raised his hand and said, "I did nothing this time." Then he looked at Jill's inquiring gaze, wishing he could slapped himself in a mouth, and quickly added, "I did nothing before."

"Okay." Jill said, "I didn't seem to say anything. You don't have to be so nervous, are you? What did you want to say just now?"

"Uh." Ye Zhiqiu pondered for a moment and said cautiously: "I met your dad."

Jill paused and stopped. Ye Zhiqiu walked a little faster. He quickly stopped and turned to look at Jill. He found a complicated expression on her face. She said, "What did you say? I don't like this joke."

"No." Ye Zhiqiu said, "I did see him. His name is Henry Bowman, and he is an Army Major General." He looked at Jill and whispered: "In fact, I saw him when I was in Los Angeles, but I didn't expect him to be your father until I accidentally saw your photo in his wallet. Los Angeles really should have taken you with me that time."

Jill's eyes were filled with tears at some point. She turned her head to look at Ye Zhiqiu and whispered: "Did you talk to him about me?"

"Yes." Ye Zhiqiu said: "I have said a lot of good things to you."

Jill smiled and shook his head, reached out to wipe his eyes, and said, "That's great, I mean, it's great that he's still alive." At this point, she suddenly became nervous and asked Ye Zhiqiu, "Does he know you? Hell, he doesn't like soldiers."

"I didn't say I was his son-in-law." Ye Zhiqiu said honestly: "But he encouraged me to pursue you." He looked at Jill and spread his hands and said, "It's like I'm afraid you won't get married."

Jill glared at him, suddenly grabbed him and said, "I'm going to Washington, can you accompany me?" This is a very realistic question. There is no airline in Anchorage now. Jill wants to see his father, so he can't live without the pilot Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded for grantedly, thinking that this is considered a frustrated son-in-law returning home?
Chapter completed!