The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

Inside the Chongyi Military Sub-district Headquarters, the hall, which was usually used as a small auditorium, was bustling with people. The bright crystal chandelier on the ceiling illuminated the room as if it were daytime, and the intersection of light and darkness at the front door divided the inside and outside of the house into two completely different worlds.

In order to welcome Gu Chengyun, Zhu Jun set up five large tables according to the standards of a star-rated hotel before the end of the world. In addition to military cadres, the guests included many high-ranking officials from the Chongyi gathering place, even the two biggest bosses, Mayor Zhang Zhishun and Deputy Mayor Zhou Yu, were present.

This welcoming banquet can be said to have brought together the top figures from the entire Chongyi gathering place!

"Come on, Chengyun, eat more! When you come to Chongyi, just treat it like your own home. You look so thin, you must have suffered a lot in Yucheng!"

"Now that you're back, eat more to make up for it!"

"Especially this spicy braised beef, it uses Captain Wang's exclusive marinade, it's so delicious!" Zhu Jun, who had drunk some wine, blushed slightly, and used a serving chopstick to serve food to Gu Chengyun while smiling.

"Thank you, Brother Jun! Thank you, Brother Jun!" Gu Chengyun looked at the food that was almost piled up like a mountain in his bowl, and was filled with happy worries for a moment.

When he was the captain of the civilian clothing team in Yucheng, although he was able to occasionally loot some supplies to satisfy his hunger during missions and lived much better than the average survivor, his living standard was just enough to get by.

You should know that the 77th Corps is not as well-prepared in Yucheng as Gu Chengyuan's troops in Ye Province. They are said to be stationed in several different urban areas, but in fact they are just huddled in separate corners.

The army can't even afford four dishes, let alone these civilian troops...

So when looking at the dazzling array of delicacies on the table before him, Gu Chengyun couldn't help but feel a sense of unreality.

broken!

Could this be my last fantasy before I die?

If he hadn't been concerned about the large crowds around him, Gu Chengyun would have wanted to slap himself.

I was still trying to survive in the wild at noon today, and was just about to gather for a team fight, but now I'm sitting at a big banquet with plenty of food in the evening?

Are all the people there drinking and chatting big shots?

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"Haha, Commander Zhu is right. Chengyun has suffered a lot outside. Now that he has returned home, it is a happy ending. He should eat more!"

"Otherwise, Chief Gu would probably feel distressed when he sees his brother starving like this! Hahaha~"

Deputy Mayor Zhou Yu, with graying temples, was wearing a washed-out Zhongshan suit. He was graceful and elegant, and his mental state was obviously much better than when the troops first arrived at the Chongyi gathering place.

This shows that the establishment of the Chongyi Military Sub-district has indeed greatly alleviated the survival pressure in the gathering area.

"Chengyun, why don't you go back two days later? You came so suddenly that your uncle Zhang and I haven't had the chance to entertain you yet!" Zhou Yu smiled kindly and spoke in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, Mayor Zhang Zhishun, who had drunk a few glasses of wine, also echoed with a red face, and said with a tone of anger:

"Yes, yes! Speaking of which, Cheng Yun's rescue was such an important matter, but he only informed us at the last minute. Look, your uncle Zhou and I came to the banquet empty-handed, and we didn't even have time to prepare anything!"

"We are all from the same faction as Commander Gu. What is there to be defensive about? Commander Zhu should be punished! He should be punished!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the table suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and the whole scene was as if a computer had crashed. The military and local officials at the table were also watching, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

The people of Zhou like to be decent in everything they do. There are some things they can do but they are not easy to talk about openly.

From the initial garrison of the three combined battalions → the establishment of military sub-districts → conscription → the normal maintenance of a large number of militia organizations, until now the helicopter troops are stationed...

Anyone with a discerning eye can see from the whole process that the military has been constantly escalating the situation, just like boiling a frog in warm water.

At this point, to put it bluntly: Chongyi Gathering has long since turned into the shape of that Chief Gu!

However, these so-called discerning people have remained silent on this. This can be regarded as a kind of silent political tacit understanding.

But today, Mayor Zhang seemed to be drunk, and his drunken remarks broke the window paper and broke the political tacit understanding that was maintained by both parties.

Just when everyone was standing there in embarrassment, not knowing what to do, Zhu Jun spoke up, smiling as if nothing had happened:

"Hahaha, Mayor Zhang is right. It's my fault, it's my fault! I'll drink three cups as punishment! I'll drink three cups as punishment!"

As he spoke, Zhu Jun raised the wine glass in front of him and pretended to drink, but was stopped by Zhang Zhishun.

"Hey, Commander Zhu was wrong for notifying me too late, and Lao Zhou and I were also wrong for not spending enough time with Commander Zhu."

"Total of all the mistakes we made total three. We should each drink three cups of wine as punishment!" As he said this, Zhang Zhishun filled his glass and raised it up.

"Commander Zhu, Lao Zhou, let's drink this cup today. From now on, we will work together and unite closely under the command of Commander Gu to make greater contributions to the reconstruction of human civilization!" Having said this, Zhang Zhishun completely let go of his reserve under the influence of alcohol, and his words were very explicit.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jun's eyes changed for a while, and finally turned into a hearty laugh:

"Hahaha, Mayor Zhang, you cultured people are the ones who know how to say it. Come on, come on! Let's drink this cup. From now on, we are a family. The leader will see our performance!"

“We must work together!”

"Cheers to rebuilding human civilization!"

After Zhu Jun, Zhang Zhishun and Zhou Yu clinked their glasses, they all raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp!

"it is good!"

Suddenly someone cheered during the dinner. It was Zhang Dafu, the director of the gathering place office, who stood up. Zhu Jun still remembered him. He was the one who said last time that he would send his brother-in-law to be his bodyguard.

"The presence of these three leaders is a blessing for the Chongyi gathering place and for hundreds of thousands of survivors!"

"I propose that today, with the help of Comrade Gu Chengyun, we offer a toast to the three leaders!"

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