Li Moyang hurriedly covered Song Yiming's mouth and didn't let him continue, \"My ancestor, Brother Song, I beg you, such a hot day is already stuffy, and you still say such disgusting things...... I can't stand it......" Li Moyang frowned and forced himself to read the diary again, this time he read it very carefully, "Chasing the book is a must

Although there is nothing abnormal about this diary except for the strange content, there is still a name that caught Li Moyang's attention.

Lao Zhang's body was taken away by a researcher named Duan Hao.

Duan Hao......

It's a familiar name...... Looks like you've heard it somewhere......

Is it in the country?

Alas, forget it, it's the same name and surname...... It's such a popular name......

\"I said, Brother Yang, it seems that there are really a lot of Chinese in this Angelia, you see, this magnetic plate is also written Chinese......\" Song Yiming pointed to the line on the magnetic plate\"The door of the basement of the administrative building is closed\" and said to Li Moyang, \"Where did you see that this company does not accept outsiders?, don't you tell me that the owners of these things are all ...... who came from China a long time ago to settle in this small Central African country and have lived and multiplied here for three generations\"

Li Moyang also has no clue about this, this is indeed very weird, he saw it from the overseas chicken feeding encyclopedia, it is indeed said that this Angelia company has never used foreign employees in order to prevent its core technology from leaking......

But......

Li Moyang looked at the shocking sentences in the diary, and thought back to the superstar chameleon he had just met in sports management......

Everything points to one answer.

"Brother Song, in my opinion, this Angelia company should be researching chemical weapons, not biotechnology pharmaceuticals. Li Moyang said with an affirmative face, Song Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then revealed a look of disbelief, \"What...... What? Brother Yang, you ...... You've watched too many sci-fi movies, haven't you...... You don't necessarily think that the person who wrote this diary has become ...... Zombie ?......\"

Li Moyang touched his chin and said while thinking, "You know that you have been brainwashed by playing those messy games...... Let me tell you, the movies and games on TV that are infected with biochemical viruses and turn into zombies are extremely, but they do have some scientific basis...... For example, there are indeed many viruses in the world that can make animals lose their minds and become extremely cruel, such as rabies virus, once infected by humans or animals, they will become very ferocious and like to bite things...... If I'm not mistaken, this above-ground hospital is just a front that has even been used to use the reception of patients to provide their research with Yankuai human test subjects......"

Song Yiming looked at Li Moyang with a disgusted look, \"You mean...... They use the patients in this hospital...... Study...... Study those things......"

Li Moyang nodded, his expression darkened: "Although this speculation is groundless, I don't think it's impossible...... Perhaps it was later revealed that the hospital was abandoned, and they were all moved to underground research facilities to continue the development of this inhumane biological weapon...... The armed men, perhaps in private with these guys, acquiesced in their research, and later put the entire area under martial law. \"

"The political situation in this country seems to be inseparable from the military dynamics, perhaps the militants are using the card of biological and chemical weapons in their hands to negotiate with the government, but it may be that these biological and chemical weapons have not been fully studied and put into use, and the government has not dared to express a strong attitude, but there has never been any evidence that the militants really have biological and chemical weapons, so there has been no substantial progress in the negotiations......"

Song Yiming also analyzed Li Moyang's words, Li Moyang nodded frequently in agreement, and the two glanced at each other and fell into silence.

Li Moyang looked at the handwriting on the magnetic sheet, which had been somewhat blurred, and clearly showed that the passage in the basement was in the administrative building.

However, he didn't know whether he wanted to go or not.

Who knows where something will be waiting for them.

When he first came, Li Moyang didn't expect to encounter so many unbelievable things, he only thought about rescuing Song Lingling, and he didn't hesitate to go to the soup.

However, even if so many things have happened now that are beyond his expectations, they can't shake his determination to rescue Song Lingling!

That's right...... But how do you deal with those monsters that just sound terrifying...... Li Moyang actually has no psychology at all.

The sun scorched the earth mercilessly, and the entire hospital was enveloped in a strong heat wave. Everywhere there was lifelessness, dead silence, and the occasional gust of wind swept up nothing but sand and dust.

If it weren't for the sudden creak of the door leading to the back door of the administration building, which opened a slight crack, perhaps no one would have thought that there were still living people here.

There was a low, slow gasp behind the door, as if secretly watching the situation outside the door, and after a few seconds of silence, the door was kicked open, screaming and falling to the side, the sound disturbing a group of flies lying on the corpse and sucking greedily, and the black flying insects buzzed into the air and fled in all directions.

Out of the door came a man with a gun, his forehead was covered with wrinkles, and at first glance he was in his fifties, and his slightly old face was covered with a mixture of sweat and blood. Completely out of touch with the dirty and tattered clothes was the brand-new M92F in his hand, the silver-black body of the gun was polished and shiny, and even in such a gloomy sky, it still exuded a silver glow.

Perhaps a little nervous, the man's arms and hands were straight, and he took a stiff stride, turning the muzzle of the gun to any place where danger was hidden. After making sure that he saw no danger within the range of the gun, he relaxed a little, closed the door softly, and walked out quickly.

The man clenched the gun tightly in his hand, paying close attention to the surrounding situation, ready to shoot at the zombies that suddenly appeared, but fortunately, although there was a strange aura along the way, it was always empty.

This saved me a lot of effort, and the man walked to the door of the convenience store at the east entrance of the hospital, muttered to himself, and pushed the door into the supermarket.