Work in the vegetable garden and grain garden has been temporarily suspended.
Zuo Ling and Pei Nansheng quickly transported two truckloads of rare metals back, and made up the remaining points with some medicines and medical equipment obtained from the Ding family.
I've heard that many people who were poisoned by scorpions didn't have to die, but due to a lack of medical resources and delayed treatment, they lost their lives.
Zuo Ling was moved. Everyone was dead. Even if her family survived, it wouldn't mean anything. She wouldn't need the medicine and medical equipment anyway. It would be better to give them to people who needed them more.
When someone questioned her, she said she had been robbed by a gang and that the medicines and medical equipment were obtained from them. She was just making up stories; she was used to it anyway.
The hospital staff were overjoyed to receive a large shipment of medicines and medical equipment; it was a godsend!
She was overthinking it. Nobody even asked her where she got the stuff from. Who cares where she got it from? It's just a matter of who's stronger and who gets more supplies. As long as the benefits are real, that's all that matters.
Once she had accumulated enough points, Zuo Ling immediately took the agreement to the supplies hall to exchange for a submarine.
The submarine was not on the inventory list in the supply hall. The person in charge of the hall communicated with his superiors, and the matter was reported to Chief Mei.
Chief Mei remained silent for a long time. He was somewhat surprised that Zuo Ling had accumulated so many points in such a short time, and at the same time, he felt very uneasy.
Superhumans possess abilities beyond those of ordinary people. Chief Mei wasn't particularly surprised that Zuo Ling was able to accumulate enough points. What unsettled him was that Zuo Ling quickly gathered the points after the Scorpion incident.
He was willing to expose his strength in order to gather enough points in a short time, which probably meant that something bad was about to happen. He sighed and signed his name on the approval document.
When Zuo Ling brought the agreement, everyone in the supplies hall thought she was joking.
Submarines are strategic resources; how could the military possibly sell them to individuals?
The impossible has actually come true; my jaw dropped.
Not to mention the people in the supply hall, even Zuo Ling, the person involved, felt like she was dreaming.
The submarine base sent someone to finalize the training time with Zuo Ling, and the three people and two beasts arrived at the designated location at the agreed time.
Further on, Zuo Ling's car was not allowed to proceed, so they had to take the car that came to pick them up.
On the way, the family learned that the plantation was located on the edge of the base, while the core area of the base was inside.
The journey was long, passing through several checkpoints. We set off at 7 a.m. and didn't arrive until 8 p.m.
The place they arrived at was Haihu Lake, the largest inland lake in China.
Zuo Ling had limited experience; at most, she had only witnessed the splendor of national power during the military parades held every five or ten years.
Upon arriving at the core of the base, one sees rows of airplanes, cannons, tanks, various missiles, heavy military trucks, warships, and many other things that are unfamiliar to the naked eye.
Although it was only the tip of the iceberg, the overwhelming sense of power of a great nation filled her with awe.
The instructor who received them was Tan Guanghao, a major.
After arranging the food and lodging, Tan Guanghao said with a smile, "Everyone, have a good rest tonight. The training will officially begin tomorrow."
I took out the tuition fees I had prepared in advance, two jin of premium cornmeal, black rice, glutinous rice, millet, and sorghum, four bottles of meat sauce, two bottles of honey, two cans of instant coffee, and two bags of milk powder.
The gifts were plentiful, suitable for the elderly, suitable for children, and suitable for those with a refined taste; the gifts were very well prepared.
They've even bought a submarine; they're definitely a wealthy family. Zuo Ling isn't afraid to flaunt her wealth in front of Major Tan.
"I'm sorry to have troubled you, but please accept this small token of my appreciation."
Learning to pilot a submarine is a special gift from Zuo Ling, especially during this critical time.
Tan Guanghao's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together. "Well... we have rules, so it's not appropriate for us to accept your gifts."
He verbally refused, but the longing in his eyes was almost overflowing; he lacked everything.
Needless to say, the food, honey, coffee, and milk powder were all nowhere to be found in the commodity exchange hall. What Zuo Ling took out were all high-quality packages, clearly indicating that they were good products.
"It's just a small token, nothing much. If Instructor Tan doesn't accept it, we'll be too embarrassed to ask you for advice."
Zuo Ling spoke very politely.
Tan Guanghao smiled sheepishly, "Then... I'll accept it, thank you, thank you."
He didn't know Zuo Ling's identity, but if the higher-ups agreed to sell the submarine to a private individual, he must be someone important. He received Zuo Ling and his party with an attitude of handling official business and avoiding mistakes. Since he had accepted Zuo Ling's generous gifts, his treatment was naturally different.
With discipline pressing down on him, he was afraid. He thought that at worst, he could give half to his superior. Even if people found out, someone would take the blame with him.
When wealthy families send gifts, it's considered a waste not to accept them.
There was nothing I could do; the rations the army gave me were far from enough to fill my stomach, and I was starving.
The submarine sold to Zuo Ling by the base was the smallest, with a capacity of 10 people, and included a storage room, kitchen, toilet, and two rest rooms.
Before seeing the submarine, Zuo Ling thought it was round or shuttle-shaped, so she was quite surprised when she saw the submarine that was about to belong to her.
With its 180-degree angled glass windows, side decks, and futuristic, cool appearance, it looks like a yacht when it's moored on the water, without anyone explaining it to you.
According to regulations, it is not allowed to board the boat at waterfalls or on snowy nights. There are too many buttons and controls on the boat, and Tan Guanghao was afraid that they would touch or move them randomly.
Zuo Ling repeatedly assured Tan Guanghao that they wouldn't move around, and only then did Tan reluctantly agree to let the two little ones board the boat.
The two little ones were unhappy and glared at Tan Guanghao. "We're very well-behaved, okay? Don't underestimate us, Rabbit (dog)."
The study period lasted for two weeks. Apart from eating and sleeping, all the time was spent studying, and Xiao Hao studied along with them.
Time was tight, and the family didn't even get off the boat.
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