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Hearing this self-introduction with a slight accent, Jiang Baimian laughed:

"Are you the one who warned us on the radio just now?"

She also stretched out her right palm, and gave him a light shake.

Ding Ling nodded:

"This is the responsibility of our border settlements, and suspicious people cannot be allowed to pass by.

"Xue Shiyue, right? Although I know that your name is mostly a pseudonym, it doesn't matter, the name is just a code name."

Then, she casually introduced the young people around her:

"Zeng Ping An."

"Good name!" Shang Jianyao clapped his hands, which made the young man a little embarrassed.

"His parents have great expectations for him." Ding Ling simply explained.

Jiang Baimian then introduced his team members.

Of course, she reported all false names.

As for Gnava, now he is playing an ordinary robot with no name, only a code name, and no introduction is needed.

After the exchange of pleasantries between the two parties, Shang Jianyao asked Ding Ling responsibly:

"If the 'Original City' chooses to use this place as a breakthrough point, can you really hold back such a small settlement with dozens of people?"

He acted like a senior member of the Salvation Army.

At this moment, Ding Ling had the feeling of being inspected by a superior.

Can we stop it from being your business?She smiled slightly and said:

"It's definitely unstoppable.

"We're mainly doing early warning, in a few different ways.

"Last year, this settlement encountered a raid from the 'Original City'. After we gave an early warning, we gave up here and withdrew into the mountains in the form of a small group, and then looked for opportunities to interfere with the enemy along the way and slow down their progress.

"As long as people are still there, new settlements will definitely be established."

Ding Ling answered in more detail, mainly because she wanted to tell the strong team on the other side that the settlements of the "Salvation Army" had mature plans for different enemies, so that they should not take risks.

"It must be very difficult and dangerous to retreat into the deep mountains, right?" Shang Jianyao looked concerned.

Ding Ling was stunned for a moment before saying:

"Correct."

Both her and Zeng Ping'an's expressions fluctuated, as if recalling all the hardships and dangers at that time.

After a few seconds, Ding Ling took the initiative to ask:

"You guys, why do you want to go to the ice field?"

I felt that you were a little concerned about the ice field before... Jiang Baimian organized the words and said:

"Before the destruction of the old world, part of the current ice sheet was still a place with relatively normal weather, and there were many human cities. Later, the climate changed drastically, and the ice sheet expanded and swallowed those areas.

"Because of the climate restrictions of the ice sheet, there is little arable land, and there are not many wilderness wanderers and relic hunters there. Many city ruins are still in relatively good condition, which can allow us to return with a full load."

"That's true." Ding Ling nodded, "Even if we're the Salvation Army, most of the time we only organize teams to collect resources in the summer. Well, you're going all the way now, just in midsummer."

She opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a while before saying:

"You have arrived at the ice field, can you keep an eye on someone for me?"

"Who?" asked Zen Master Pudu, who is merciful and happy to help others.

Ding Ling lowered her head and smiled:

"My husband, his name is Ji Qiang, a researcher.

"We could get together twice a year, but the year before last he joined an expedition team and went to the ice field. He said he was going to carry out a secret mission. If he succeeded, he would be eligible to transfer me back to Wubei. The family reunion, but from After that, I lost any news about him, and his unit has been unable to give me a detailed answer due to the confidentiality regulations."

Perhaps it was unexpected that the captain spoke in such detail, involving work assignment and transfer, the young man next to her, Zeng Ping'an, was a little embarrassed.

"That's it..." Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said, "It's okay to pay attention, it's just a matter of lifting your hands."

Ding Ling showed a sincere smile:

"I have a picture of him here.

"When we just got married, we will take photos in Wubei."

Wubei is one of the core cities of the "Salvation Army". The Wubei 6 and Wubei 7 produced there are quite common pistols on the gray soil.

1 Chapter [-] data update

While talking, Ding Ling took out a color photo from the inner pocket of the black uniform.

The protagonist of the photo is a man in his 20s, thin, slightly dark, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his hair has obviously been combed, and is neatly laid back.

"This is a photo taken almost ten years ago. He is more mature now, and his hair is not so neat." Ding Ling added earnestly.

She handed the photo to Shang Jianyao who stretched out his hands, paused and said:

"If you can meet him somewhere in the ice field, remember to tell him, say, someone is still waiting for him to come back."

At the end, Ding Ling's tone became quite gentle unconsciously.

"No problem!" Shang Jian Yao answered firmly.

He looked at the photo carefully, as if he wanted to imprint the person above in his mind.

"Okay." Jiang Baimian also agreed.

At the same time, she secretly sighed.

Based on the similar things she has heard and experienced, she is actually very clear that if she hasn't come back for two years and has no news, there is a high probability that she will never come back.

However, Jiang Baimian did not shatter Ding Ling's expectations and let her accept the reality, because living in the dust, having a little hope and a little fantasy about the future is not a bad thing.

Jiang Baimian could also understand why Shang Jianyao was so excited.

She was sure that the other party remembered her father who had been missing for many years.

Shang Jianyao's father also went out to carry out the task of investigating the cause of the destruction of the old world, but he never came back and there was no news.

Since joining the "Old Tune Group", Shang Jianyao has been looking for traces of his father, and now he has some clues, knowing that there are certain clues in a certain city that was destroyed by "Wuxin Disease" after the New Calendar.

Therefore, Shang Jianyao probably felt the same way about Ding Ling asking someone to find her husband and sending him a message.

Now it should be the one who values ​​feelings... Jiang Baimian took Ji Qiang's photo from Shang Jianyao, and took a serious look:

"We'll be watching."

Ding Ling did not leave the photo to the "Old Tune Group", but took it back and carefully put it back in the inner pocket of the black uniform.

Bai Chen felt that for various reasons, there was only this one photo left of her.

"Where's your wedding photo?" The honest Shang Jianyao obviously thought of a similar question.

It was too late for Jiang Baimian to stop him.

Ding Ling, who was still maintaining a polite smile when talking about Ji Qiang just now, was in a daze and said:

"Last year, when I retreated into the deep mountains and was chased by the people from 'Original City', I fell in a certain fierce battle and fell into the mountain stream."

At this moment, her grief seemed a bit overwhelming.

Always carry it with you... Jiang Baimian deliberately changed the subject:

"Do you have a copier in this settlement?"

"Not this year." Ding Ling shook her head. "Last year when I abandoned the settlement, I was taken away by the people from the 'First City'. This year I have been applying, but the above has not been approved. It seems that the supplies are a bit tight, otherwise I will just copy it. Here's a photo for you."

"It's okay, she has a good brain and a strong memory." Shang Jianyao didn't help Jiang Baimian to be humble at all.

After exchanging a few words, Ding Ling led Zeng Pingan to the gate of the settlement.

On the way, Zeng Pingan looked back at the "Old Tune Group" with a slightly complicated expression.

After they passed through the gate and entered the settlement, Bai Chen looked back and said in a low voice:

"The one named Zeng likes Captain Ding."

"No way?" Long Yuehong blurted out.

The age difference is a bit big, it feels older than Yang Zhenyuan and Zhou Qi, at least ten years apart!

Moreover, Yang Zhenyuan and Zhou Qi were married by the company's unified distribution. Under normal circumstances, it is unlikely that they will become a couple.

Jiang Baimian laughed when he heard the words:

"Isn't it normal for a seventeen or eighteen year old to like a big sister?

"Besides, such a border settlement hangs out alone, and Zeng Ping'an has very few people to contact every day, and the ratio of men to women here is not balanced. He often has to worry about it. The secretion of hormones is catalyzed by danger, and he unknowingly likes the mature people around him. A reliable woman, what is there to make a fuss about? Ding Ling is pretty good looking, right?"

"You understand so well!" Shang Jian Yao almost applauded.

"It's a professional psychology paper if you expand it." Gnava echoed Shang Jianyao's words.

Yes, yes... Long Yuehong agreed in her heart.

Jiang Baimian smiled modestly:

"Actually, I realized it later. Xiaobai didn't say anything. I didn't think there was any major problem. I thought it was a comrade-in-arms friendship who lived and died together."

Do you think we'll believe your story?Long Yuehong muttered silently.

Bai Chen nodded:

"I'm pretty sensitive about things like this."

Uh... Long Yuehong felt nervous for a moment, feeling uncomfortable.

Honest Gnava then said:

"I didn't notice this, but the analysis revealed another problem."

"What?" Long Yuehong asked proactively.

Gnawa moved his metal-cast neck:

"Ding Ling and her husband have been married for almost ten years, and they didn't mention their children just now.

"Among the factions that are mostly on the scale, encouraging births has always been the top basic policy, and the 'Salvation Army' is no exception."

Jiang Baimian looked around, sighed and said:

"It may be that she gave birth and didn't support her, or she didn't find out immediately after she was pregnant, and she accidentally miscarried when someone broke through the barrier or the 'First City' launched an attack.

"There are many reasons. The outside world is not as good as inside the company, and the birth environment is not that good."

"Okay." Jiang Baimian clapped his hands, "Let's prepare dinner."

Just as the "Old Tune Group" was cooking a new variety of sauerkraut and pork cans recently traded, a ragged green jeep with holes and holes drove east from the creek and stopped at the gate of the settlement.

"Captain Ding, we're here to update the data!" A head poked out from the passenger seat of the jeep.

He has wicked eyebrows, wears a thin felt hat, and looks dusty all over his body.

Ding Ling knew him, but according to the usual practice, he sent his subordinates to search the bodies of the two people on the opposite side, check the vehicle, and then let him in.

"Why is it so late? Didn't you say you'll be there in the morning?" Ding Ling got down from the wooden stairs and asked about the sly-eyed man.

Unlike the gentle and restrained communication with the "Old Tune Group" just now, she is now aggressive and powerful.

"Oh, I was wronged! Captain Ding, our car broke down on the road, and it took a lot of time to repair it." The man with a mischievous eyebrow quickly explained.

His name is Zhang Chenguang, and he is a staff member of the Wubei Hunters Guild. Together with his companions, he is responsible for regularly updating hunter information for settlements and border posts in a large area around him to ensure that the data can be unified.

Ding Ling didn't say much, and led Zhang Chenguang and his companions into a small two-story building with traces of fire in the depths of the settlement, pointing to a portable computer and saying:

"By the way, let's see why it's so stuck. It took me a while to check the information of several hunters before it was displayed, and it was not completely displayed."

"Okay!" Zhang Chenguang is a professionally trained technician.

Of course, he also works part-time as a relic hunter, because he usually runs around like this, and some tasks are naturally completed, for example, helping soldiers at certain outposts to deliver messages home.

After some cleaning, Ding Ling's computer returned to normal. Then, Zhang Chenguang plugged in the USB flash drive and imported the latest hunter information from all over Huitu, overwriting the original one.

Ding Ling looked at it and nodded slightly: