Jiang Haixia immediately said to the outside world: "We have run out of corpses, let's drag them out."
Two seconds later, Song Yiyuan lifted the curtain and came in, his eyes locked on Lin Qingqing, scanning her face.
Lin Qingqing, who had been in the space for six years, was still a little dazed when she saw Song Yiyuan.
Song Yiyuan walked quickly to Lin Qingqing's side, lowered his head and asked, "Are you too tired?"
Lin Qingqing shook her head, feeling sad.
"Two links went wrong and we were in there for... six years."
In the three years after Space 㱕, she was anxious every day.
I'm afraid that the Type 4 gene capsule cannot be activated, and I'm afraid that everyone will not trust me.
Fortunately, Haixia was with her, otherwise how could she have survived these three tormenting years alone.
Song Yiyuan frowned instantly.
The voice was soft and trembling: "Are you still alive?"
Creating a new type of gene capsule is an extremely stressful task.
The mental strain coupled with the heavy workload must have made the time very difficult to endure.
Lin Qingqing looked up and looked at Song Yiyuan's face carefully.
Then he replied, "We succeeded, everything is over. Let's get the people from the special training base over here and give them the transplants first so Zhou Gong and the others can see the effects."
She took out a small box of drug powder from the space.
Anyone who wants to transplant the skin steel function must enter the space unconscious to prevent the secret from being leaked.
However, due to the current shortage of troops, Duke Zhou ordered the soldiers to use drugs in battle, so most of the soldiers took the antidote to the drugs. In the past, the drugs could not make these soldiers unconscious, so when she was idle in the space, she researched and developed an upgraded version of the drugs.
Song Yiyuan looked at Lin Qingqing's face again, pursed his lips, picked up the medicine box, turned around and walked out of the tent.
Lin Qingqing and Jiang Haixia also quickly put on their white coats and thick masks, leaving only their eyes exposed.
They stayed in the space for more than six years, but to the outside world, it was only a moment.
The two circles of tents outside Lin Qingqing's tent have not been set up yet.
Song Yiyuan went out with a strengthened version of the drug. He had to gather people first, then bring the people in the special training base and the drugged water, and then transport the unconscious people in.
It takes time.
Lin Qingqing sat at her desk, calculating how many people needed transplants.
There are 170 people in the special training base, a dozen people including Zhou Gong, 220,000 people in various units, and 20,000 people in the border units.
It seems that four more energy bars are needed.
No, five.
When the energy bar ran out, she had to place another one in the Type 4 gene cabin for future daily use.
Jiang Haixia was packing up the tent, listening to the horn sounds and voices around the tent. The silence in the space made her feel at ease.
Ten minutes later.
Two more circles of tents were set up outside the tent.
Song Yiyuan knocked out three people from the special training base, placed them on a mobile bed and pushed them into the second circle of tents.
He walked to the innermost circle of tents and coughed, "Get ready."
Lin Qingqing and Jiang Haixia walked out of the tent upon hearing the sound.
Lin Qingqing held the railing of the hospital bed and put her hand on Jiang Haixia's shoulder, while Song Yiyuan put his hand on Lin Qingqing's arm.
The three people and the bed disappeared on the spot.
In space.
Song Yiyuan and Jiang Haixia pushed the bed to the front of the glass room of the Type 4 gene cabin and helped the person onto the light board of the gene cabin.
After the transplants were completed for the three special training bases, Lin Qingqing performed another transplant on Song Yiyuan.
Afterwards, she took Jiang Haixia, Song Yiyuan, and the hospital bed back to the tent.
And took out a box of glass bottles from the space, each bottle contained more than a hundred brown pills.
He handed it to Song Yiyuan and said, "Give it to them and they'll wake up."
Song Yiyuan placed the box on the bed, opened one of the glass bottles, poured out three brown pills and gave one pill to each of the people on the bed.
Then he pushed the bed out.
Zhou Gong and others who were waiting outside the tent were extremely anxious.
Only a minute had passed, but it felt to them like a year.
"There shouldn't be any accidents, right?"
The prince said something that everyone was afraid of deep down.
Liao Si shook his head: "No."
This matter is of great importance, and Marshal Lin Biao will not give them a guarantee unless they are absolutely sure.
Although Zhou Gong had only met Lin Qingqing two or three times, he also said, "There shouldn't be any problem."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the tent being opened.
"You're coming out so soon?"
Political Commissar Wang poked his head in surprise.
Then Song Yiyuan pushed the hospital bed out.
A dozen people surrounded Song Yiyuan and asked him:
"General Song, is something wrong?"
"Still missing something?"
"Are you okay?"
"What happened?"
Song Yiyuan pressed his hand.
Everyone shut up immediately.
He whispered, "It's already done. Let's talk in the conference room."
"Tuttuttut, let me help you push it."
Commander Wang held onto the bed railing, and the others also moved to other directions of the bed, suppressing their frantic heartbeats and rushing quickly to the meeting room.
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