The soldiers under his command were already ready to cheer for their company commander's victory, but Song Beichuan's scalpel choked the cheers in his throat.

The soldiers around him raised the guns in their hands and kept shouting: "Put down the knife in their hands!"

Song Beichuan hid behind him and said, "You can say I am despicable, but I did say that I only fought with you one-on-one, and I didn't say that I couldn't use weapons. How about it, surrender."

The company commander was indeed angry and embarrassed at this time. He couldn't believe it. He tried his best to fight him for a long time, but ended up like this.

However, he is not a fool. The young man in front of him has indeed shown many characteristics, proving that he will definitely be an amazing person. He stood up again and again for victory, and even got this opportunity from the beginning, which reflects Song Beichuan's temperament of being calm in the face of danger.

Maybe... maybe it's too far away to say this, but maybe he might be able to end this disaster and give peace to the world.

He is still so young, he is almost ten years older than him, and he needs help, so it seems good to be born and die for him.

He said calmly: "I lost."

When Song Beichuan heard these three words, he couldn't help but smile, but at the same time he was still alert and said, "How should I believe you won't go back on your word?"

"Brothers, put down the gun, and from today on we will follow this little brother."

The soldiers below looked at each other, and no one put down their guns. They stayed in place one by one, not knowing what to do at this time.

At this time, he repeated another sentence and said, "This is an order."

As soon as they heard the word "order", the soldiers were like turning on the switch and threw their guns to the ground.

Seeing them doing this, Song Beichuan took the scalpel away from his back. Due to the injury, he could not control his strength well. A little bit of the tip of the knife stabbed in, and blood slowly flowed out of the wound.

At this time, the company commander turned around and faced Song Beichuan.

Song Beichuan's men were at this time, and everyone could see Song Beichuan's injuries at this time. What if he was coaxing Song Beichuan and taking the opportunity to take him down.

However, he suddenly raised his right hand.

He saluted Song Beichuan and said loudly: "Research Company, Company Commander Yuan Cheng, you can dispatch it!"

Song Beichuan wanted to salute him at this time, but he was beaten so miserably. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth. Seeing him surrender, Song Beichuan's tense tendon suddenly loosened.

As soon as my eyes turned dark, I fell into Yuan Cheng's chest without any sense.

Looking at this desperate young man, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. My company commander was actually trapped in his hands. I hope I did not make a wrong decision this time.

Not long after, a bright red sunset shone on Song Beichuan's face, gently awakening him from his drowsiness. He rubbed his eyes and looked at himself lying in the army's liberation car, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

I saw that I was surrounded by my own people, Li Xiaodong, Fatty, Yuan Cheng and others were all next to me.

“How many things have you brought back?”

Seeing that he had just woken up, the fat man was concerned about this problem and did not care about his body at all. He sniffed and said, "Three tanks, five armored vehicles, seventy guns, fifty thousand bullets, plus a helicopter!"

When Song Beichuan heard this, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's good, my beating is not in vain. We will turn us from poor peasants and rich to landlords and wealthy, okay! OK!"

At this time, Yuan Cheng said, "I hope Chief Song will not care about the previous incident."

"If you can join us, I'm not too happy yet, so I can't even care. Since I'm a family now, I will be called brothers in the future."

When Yuan Cheng heard this, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, if there is no level, the effect of military orders will decrease, and everyone cannot be on par with equality."

When Song Beichuan heard him say this, he nodded. Yuan Cheng had been struggling in the military camp for many years and knew this kind of thing the most.

"Since the title matter is so important, what should I call it?"

Everyone was in trouble for a moment, because the number of people now is enough to reach the limit of a hundred people. What kind of reputable position names can be obtained by a leader of one hundred people?

Marshal? Commander?

It's a bit too ridiculous, and the commander of a hundred people is also funny.

"Governor? How about it? It sounds OK, right?" Song Beichuan said.

The fat man nodded in agreement and said, "Governor Song, not bad, with momentum!"

Everyone said it several times and nodded. The Governor was indeed a good name.

Song Beichuan was a little fluttering at this time. From a college student with nothing to the current governor, although he didn't have many soldiers under his command, the pleasure of holding power was extremely real.

But his joy was left behind by him in a blink of an eye. Whether it was the governor or the commander of the marshal, it was used to scare people. If you really fight, you can't win a battle with your name.

It didn't take long, under the reflection of the sunset, a huge convoy slowly drove up from the foot of the mountain, raising dust.

A roar in his ears shocked everyone out of the room.

Ye Ting took Old Chen's hand and shouted happily: "Helicopter! Plane!"

Everyone was stunned. They all knew that Song Beichuan was going to the army to rescue people this time, but they never expected that they could bring back so many weapons and equipment.

When all the vehicles stopped and the helicopter landed, Song Beichuan was helped out of the car by everyone.

The fat man shouted at the top of his throat: "Doctor Zhang, come and have a look!"

Dr. Zhang held up his glasses and did not dare to delay and hurriedly helped Song Beichuan into the emergency room. When Song Beichuan was lying on the bed, he said to Zhang Shouren: "Hurry up and treat the new brothers."

When I finished saying this, my eyes were dark again and I fainted again.

When the fat man saw Song Beichuan fainting, he said, "Doctor Zhang, Beichuan cannot be in trouble!"

"It's nothing serious, it's just that there's a little concussion on the head and a few bone cracks in the arms. It's better to be recuperated for a while."

That night, Zhang Shouren ordered the kitchen to slaughter a sheep and make it into roasted whole sheep. The fat man put on an apron and started to sprinkle pepper noodles on the roasted sheep, but he took the opportunity to steal a piece or two from time to time to satisfy his craving.

After that, wash the various internal organs of the sheep's hooves cleaned the blood, set up a large iron pot in the yard, and boiled it into a large pot of milky white mutton soup.

Those women were busy in the kitchen. Now they are not as popular as before. Now they are multiplied. They are cakes and rice. If they don't make more, they are not enough for everyone to eat.

Moreover, four boxes of beer were opened, and each person had a bottle to satisfy his cravings. However, the current situation did not allow them to completely relax. Otherwise, whether it was zombies or other survivors, no matter which one targeted them, it would be a disaster for Anning Village.

Seeing the noise, Song Beichuan slowly woke up from his sleep. Seeing Feng Xiuqing sitting beside him, his eyes were as soft as water, and he looked at him gently.

A heat suddenly came from his lower abdomen. He suppressed his evil desire and smiled and said, "Why don't you go to have a meal?"

"How can you eat me like this? Seeing you getting hurt like this, can I still eat? I thought I was like you, heartless and careless about other people's feelings."

When Song Beichuan heard her cursing, his heart warmed up. He endured the pain on his arm and forced her to pull her out of the chair.

The two of them were now close to their chests, and Song Beichuan carefully felt the two soft objects on her chest.

He smiled wickedly and said, "You are quite good at it!"

Feng Xiuqing's face turned red in an instant and she cursed: "Put me down quickly, it's not good for people to see it."

"I don't want to see what's wrong? My wife won't let her hug you." Song Beichuan said this while tightening the hand that was placed on her waist.

Feng Xiuqing put her head aside and didn't even dare to look directly into Song Beichuan's hot eyes.

"Turn your head around."

As if his body was uncontrollable, his cute little face slowly turned over.

Song Beichuan saw his cute and white face and the evil desire surged up again, unable to control his affectionate kiss and kissed her soft lips.

A big python responded unconsciously. Regardless of the pain, he turned over and pressed her under him, kissing her all the way along the earlobe and the fragrant neck.

At this time, Feng Xiuqing under her gasped and said intermittently: "Do you have to be here? I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"This is my first time."

But this sentence dispelled Song Beichuan's lower body completely.

How important is a woman’s first time? There is no need to explain it more. He did not expect that such a beautiful and charming girl would be so protective of her body.

He was stunned, staring at Feng Xiuqing's delicate eyes, and her smooth and tender skin with white and redness.

He stopped the movement in his hand, got up from her, calmed down for a moment and said, "Sorry, I'm a little out of control just now."

She also sat up, next to Song Beichuan, and said, "It's okay, I like you."

He hurriedly kissed Song Beichuan on the cheek and escaped like a little rabbit.

Song Beichuan touched the cheek she kissed and shook his head in frustration. He was a man after all, and it was extremely difficult to hold back such a thing.

After being calm for more than half an hour, he walked out of the emergency room and came to the lively yard.

The fat man and the others were drinking and talking, and they saw Song Beichuan coming out of the house at a glance.

He said to the big guy: "Our Governor is out, respect the Governor!"

Everyone had a great time drinking, especially those who served in the army. These days they were so busy in the military camp that they couldn't eat meat or drink wine. They just rely on the surplus grains of the kitchen team to survive.

How could I be unhappy this time? I came here to eat and drink.

They all drank the wine in the toasts.

Song Beichuan also asked for a glass of wine with Zhang Shouren.

Zhang Shouren persuaded: "Beichuan, your injury has not recovered yet, and drinking is afraid of harming your body."

Listening to his concern, he patted Zhang Shouren on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I understand my own body."

Song Beichuan raised his wine glass and whispered to everyone: "I hope everyone will be a family from now on, help each other, unite and create a better future together. I've done it!"

At that time, he would never have imagined that with the beginning of this moment, he would finally stand in a position that was difficult for mortals to reach.
Chapter completed!