When he got up on the 7th, he said: "Have a good rest." Then he got up and left.

Yu Yi was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the roof of the tent.

A simple tent was used as a hospital, and it was filled with wounded people.

As night fell, Yu Yi felt the flow of energy in his body, repairing his broken body. He felt sleepy, so he slowly closed his eyes.

"Damn it!" Yu Yi opened his eyes, unable to sleep at all!

The sounds of teeth grinding, grunting, and body movements caused the simple iron bed to creak and creak one after another.

Yu Yi stared, feeling in agony, but there was no way to stop this kind of thing. If he could control people going into battle to kill the enemy, how could he still control others' eating and sleeping?

At dawn in the morning, Hong Ying, who had returned from the front line, learned that Yu Yi had woken up, so he hurried to the hospital without taking a rest.

The wounded in the hospital had breakfast and talked to each other. After they learned that the guy wrapped like a mummy lying by the window was Zhou Tang, they spoke much softer.

Strangely enough, Yu Yi, who couldn't sleep last night, was able to sleep peacefully in the noisy environment in the early morning. However, his sleep was very light.

The curtain at the door was lifted, and the slim and graceful Red Eagle walked in.

The wounded around him took one look and then looked away, but they kept paying attention from the corner of their eyes.

Hongying ignored the others and went straight to Yu Yi's bed. She looked at Yu Yi with his eyes closed and was slightly startled.

"Didn't you say you woke up?" Hong Ying turned to look at the nurse on the side.

The wounded looked with interest at the woman whose smell of gunpowder smoke had not dissipated, and wondered about the relationship between her and the famous Commander Zhou Tang.

"Go to sleep... We asked him if he wanted breakfast in the morning." The nurse sister answered calmly.

Hongying was a little confused, Yu Yi was so sleepy? But it made sense. First he was severely injured, and then the building collapsed and was buried. No matter how good his body was, his vitality would be severely damaged.

She moved a chair and sat down against Yu Yi's bed.

When the wounded saw that there was no movement, they had no excuse to continue looking at the beauty, and they all shifted their gazes.

Hongying leaned down and rubbed his calf. When he raised his head, he saw Yu Yi staring straight at him.

"Are you awake?" Hong Ying said with some surprise.

Yu Yi snorted, his eyes a little sad: "You old man made so much noise, I was woken up." Yu Yi, who was in a light sleep, only felt that the movement around him was magnified countless times. At first, Hong Ying stood beside his bed and still

He could bear it, but the sound of her dragging the chair and the scratching of the chair legs against the ground was really unbearable for him, so he had to reluctantly open his eyes.

"What's going on outside now?" Yu Yi asked with a yawn.

"You brat, I'm your master!" Hong Ying was unhappy with his indifferent attitude.

"Dear Master, may I ask what's going on outside?" Yu Yi asked with a smile.

Hongying hid his face: "I've convinced you, stop laughing."

Yu Yi suppressed his smile and waited quietly for Hong Ying to speak.

"Now Qian City can be said to have returned to pre-war conditions. The Spirit Tribe has retreated from Qian City. Due to parts problems, the Qian City shield has not been repaired. Currently, we can only rely on people to block the Spirit Tribe." Hong Ying said lightly, "I heard that

, do you want to avenge Gao Shenhao?"

After the words fell, Yu Yi felt that the people around him were much quieter. He looked around suspiciously.

The wounded looked at themselves with different expressions. Most of their faces showed surprise, excitement, and a hint of worry.

Gao Shenhao had stayed in Qiancheng for many years conscientiously. These wounded were either soldiers from the Qiancheng military headquarters or hunter-gatherers who had been favored by it. Patrollers would inevitably have several exterior wall missions. Gao Shenhao

Shenhao will help take care of it.

It can be said that those who fought against the Spirit Tribe were basically benevolent or respectful to Gao Shenhao. His death had a great impact on the Great Council of Qian City.

"Yes." Yu Yi did not deny it.

Hongying asked worriedly: "Is your injury okay?"

Yu Yi chuckled and said in a gentle tone: "Master, when General Gao died, I could only watch helplessly. Do you think I can do that?"

His tone was gentle, but Yu Yi's eyes were extremely sharp.

That B-level spirit clan killed Gao Shenhao in front of him while he was unable to move. To this day, every time Yu Yi thinks of Gao Shenhao's tragic death, he still inevitably trembles with anger.

"I was almost killed by a god-level spiritual tribe, and a B-level person showed off his power in front of me..." Yu Yi's voice became cold and full of murderous intent, and then became extremely sad, "I must make him pay for General Gao's death.

.”

"Commander Zhou Tang." A voice sounded, it was a soldier from the military department.

Yu Yi looked at this person.

The soldier from the military headquarters stood up regardless of his bandaged injuries and said: "Commander Zhou Tang, please let me join this operation!"

As he stood up, more military soldiers stood up and asked to join the action.

Yu Yi waved his hand: "I am no longer a commander. I can do countless things. Now, I only have the authority to act independently with the level 7 authority to complete this personal grudge."

"No! This is not a personal grudge!" the soldier said loudly, "Commander Zhou Tang, we are willing to jointly submit a letter requesting to set up a separate unit, with you as the commander, leading us to avenge General Gao!"

Yu Yi gave a wry smile. He was confident that he could kill the B-level spirit clan with the help of a living weapon, but these wounded people... were hard to explain.

…

"Sir Zhang, here is a joint application."

Zhao Guang had recovered enough to move freely, and he pushed Zhang Qi's office away.

"Joint application? From the dome again? Alas, this time, the people want to contribute to their homeland, how can I agree? Take it and don't say it next time." Zhang Qi said without raising her head.

"No, just take a look." Zhao Guang hesitated.

Zhang Qi raised her head and glanced at Zhao Guang in surprise. Zhao Guang is a smart man, with C-level strength, and he still has some good eyesight. If he insists on seeing it himself, then it won't be a trivial matter.

"Bring it over." Zhang Qi nodded slightly.

The joint application form contains very little content, but the applicant column at the back takes up more than a page just for the name.

Zhang Qi put down the application form, her expression a little solemn, and finally she ordered: "Take it to No. 7 to see."

"Yes." Zhao Guang picked up the application and left.

Zhang Qi leaned on the back chair with a deep look in her eyes.

"What a great Zhoutang. In such a short period of time, you have gained so much credibility among the grassroots in Qian City that you can get so many people to write an application for you to command a separate unit." Zhang Qi murmured.

She really wanted to approve this application. Gao Shenhao's death made Zhang Qi feel a little sad.

In the entire Qian City, there are very few high-ranking officials like Gao Shenhao who only focus on dealing with the Spirit Clan. Most people may have been like this before, but they gradually lost themselves in power and began to chase that power.

Just like number 7.

Although Zhang Qi wanted to approve it, Qiancheng at this moment was not what she wanted.

Troops from all parties have arrived in Qiancheng, but the commander-in-chief has not yet appeared. At this juncture, when the big guys are fighting, Zhou Tang suddenly appears?

Zhang Qi naturally understands that those guys will not agree easily. If a D-level junior can have the command of an army alone, then the big bosses can just fight for themselves.

The purpose of the battle was defeated.

However, Zhang Qi still wanted to fight for it.

Yu Yi is not an ordinary person. He has participated in the god-making project. Currently, he is level D and can fight against the god-level. He did not die when the advance troops took the lead in the two days ago, and he did not die when the Jianlou building collapsed and buried him.

!

Such a genius and such good luck should not be buried.

He should shine, the sooner the better!

In this way, Zhou Tang can get in touch with the core of power of the Great Council earlier, and he will have another companion.

"Just don't lose yourself when the time comes." Zhang Qi sighed.

She asked Zhao Guang to notify No. 7 because she knew that even if she was a member of the parliament, the military generals with heavy troops would not give Zhou Tang a chance. She could only drag No. 7 into trouble.

Of course, adding number 7 won’t work either, but...

The corner of Zhang Qi's mouth drew an arc. She was lost in the game of power and was often used as a weapon. As long as No. 7 wants to climb up and Yu Yi gives him credit, there is a high probability that he will not be willing to give up.

If No. 7 is unwilling to give up, he will take the initiative to recruit helpers. When the time comes, it will be certain that Zhou Tang will become the commander of a separate unit.

The premise is that No. 7 is unwilling to give up.

Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief. She had already made up her mind. Regardless of whether No. 7 would help or not, she would raise this matter in the next meeting.

It doesn't matter that he doesn't have the command authority, but it's good that Zhou Tang shows up. In this way, his future path will be smoother.

After a while, Zhao Guang returned.

"No. 7 made it clear that he would help, but he said a few words." Zhao Guang looked hesitant.

Zhang Qi asked lightly: "What did you say?"

"He said you were blind this time." Zhao Guang said softly.

"Oh? Are you still laughing at me for not winning over Zhou Tang in advance?" Zhang Qi sneered.

"No." Zhao Guang said.
To be continued...