According to the divisional approach of the Command, Sector 9 is not far from Sector 22, but since the gunships need to return to base to reload ammo, they must attract enough zombies to besiege them during these hours to have a similar effect. The situation in the 9th arrondissement is a little different, although it is also a strictly isolated area, and quarantine measures have been taken since the beginning of the infection, but because this area is a mid-to-high-end residential area, the residents have been cut off from each other since the beginning of the quarantine, and although there are a considerable number of zombies, there are still residents in this area. As a result, the group had no choice but to take different measures, and according to the scans of the human heat sources provided by the reconnaissance helicopter of the command, they entered the homes of residents who were alive one by one to check the infection. Once they find an infection, no matter how disgusted they are, they must immediately kill and burn the person, but if they are not infected, they will take them with them. Command will send helicopters to pick up the uninfected residents. However, it is necessary to deal with the zombies you see along the way, to execute ordinary people who are infected with the virus, and to take out as many relatives and friends of the executed as possible who may be under the same roof...... Such a task is so difficult and unconscionable. So much so that when the officer received an order from headquarters, he did not even imagine the possibility that his teammates might accept such an order.

Officer Dú Lì took action. It's not hard to tell the difference between people who are infected with the virus. When the virus enters the body, it kills cells at a very fast rate, destroys the composition of healthy human cells, and then uses the same ingredients as the human body to reconstruct cells with the same function and different qualities. This is how this terrifying virus transforms human cells. During this transformation, the slain cells will quickly take on a very distinctive bluish sè, indeed, which looks a bit like what painters would do for the skin of mysterious and terrifying things when painting zombies and vampires. If such a spot appears on the body of a living person, then the person is infected by the virus. As the virus is transmitted through contact and exchange of body fluids. So it is very likely that such bluish-gray spots will appear on the hands, forearms, etc., where they are exposed. Even if you can't see the blue and gray spots, the unique smell of zombies will be a good way to identify them.

At first, no one realized what kind of orders the command conveyed to the officers, and everyone thought it was a similar situation. Orders were always conveyed by the officers, and there was no doubt about it. Everyone just found two jeeps as usual and drove towards Area 9 at a high speed, and when the officer said that he would be in charge of the inspection, everyone nodded casually. But everyone was stunned when they saw the officer pull out his pistol and shoot him in the head at a middle-aged man who had been talking to him with a surprised laugher a second earlier, and then forced a woman with a child in her arms out of the room.

"What are you doing?" everyone subconsciously pointed their guns at the officer.

"Execute the command. Also subconsciously, the gun in the officer's hand was unconsciously aimed at the woman who had been driven out. "The man was infected. ”

"How can you do that?" cried Emile.

"I don't need you to get your hands dirty, that's what I have to do. The officer insisted.

Scattered zombies around them began to gather towards them. The officer swept in all directions and said, "Get out of here!"

Indeed, this is not a good time, a good place to argue. They looked at the officer timidly and headed towards the next location. A midshipman got ahead of everyone and knocked on the door. But he was greeted not by the smile of a living man, but by the claws of a zombie that had been transformed. The knight's reaction was quick and jumped away, but his face turned pale and white.

"You see no, that's the result. The officer shrugged.

"Is this an order given to you by the headquarters?" Insula asked solemnly.

"Sir. It was Colonel Roberts. "The officer is very clear about Insula's status in the United States and the military, and knows that Insula can directly command the CDC's anti-bioterrorism special forces even now, and he can even directly take over the operation of the entire command, all that is needed is one or two phone calls.

"I revoke this order. Whether it is a killing, killing anyone, and how to kill. The decision will be up to me. Insula said solemnly.

The official responded.

Insula knew that the officer's action was decisive, but such behavior was extremely inappropriate for such a team. Neither the druids, nor the knights, nor the "Magnetic King", who was a commoner in terms of identity, could approve of such a decisive and cruel act. Insula glanced at the woman with an inexplicable mixture of fear and grief and said nothing.

The question of whether or not to decisively execute those infected has caused division within the entire team. When they are faced with a similar family again, the choice that needs to be faced by Sulla comes. The family has two children, a mother who is infected with the virus and is on the verge of death, and a father who is so anxious that he doesn't know how to be a good one.

"Take your kids and come with us. Insula ordered.

"No, I can't leave my wife behind. The man shouted.

Zuo Lin had already checked the housewife's situation. After that, he shook his head slightly at Insula.

"You know the situation, leave your wife and come with us. If you think, accompany your wife to die...... Or more painfully to be converted is a bliss that you can stay. Give the child to us and take it away. Insula said quietly.

The man silently pulled the child out of the house and stuffed it into the hands of the two knights who came forward, watching the knight put the two reluctant children into a prisoner cart that was originally used by the jǐng party to escort the prisoners, but now the internal measures have played an external role, which can protect the personnel in it under a certain degree of zombie attack. When Insula waved her hand and left with everyone, she vaguely heard the man say, "Thank you." The man walked into the house, locked the door, and soon after, a fire engulfed the entire house.

The officer lit the last crumpled cigarette and looked at the empty grocery store on the side of the street, as if considering how big a matter of principle a pack of cigarettes was at this time, and said with difficulty: "I thought I could save one more person." ”

Insula glanced reproachfully at the officer, then at the mother, who had now calmed down a little and had begun to take on the responsibility of caring for her three children, and said, "Sometimes, death is a way to show courage. ”

The officer did not squeak again.

Perhaps in response to Insula's words, there are still different people expressing their courage in different ways in a community of death and despair. When they saw these people who came to the rescue, many of the infected people turned the handle of their guns upside down and handed them them, demanding that they kill themselves, because they knew the inevitable outcome, but they did not have the courage to commit suicide. Some people have tied their loved ones to couches, chairs, and beds from the moment they contracted the virus, trying to maintain the last contact between themselves and their loved ones, no matter what has become of them, even if they already know that the guy sitting in the middle of the pile of ropes no longer knows them at all.

As they quickly cleared up small groups of zombies, gathering residents who were not infected with the virus without dragging their feet, the entire area became tidy. The sizable number of zombies they had bypassed gathered together and slowly approached their place. In the middle of a school's cāo field, 12 members of the CDC's anti-bioterrorism special forces, dressed in their characteristic lightweight full-hazmat suits, formed two arcs to protect the gates and perimeter of two CH53 heavy transport helicopters, welcoming the crowd. They had to ship everyone, including the 10-man team, before the horde of zombies arrived, so that the gunship squadron behind could carry out the attack without any problems. Two CH53s were followed by two CH47s, and four planes were used to directly carry hundreds of lightly armed people at one time.

Time was pressing, the helicopter did not stop its engine, and the whirring air bent the waists of the people rushing to the tail entrance and exit of the helicopter. But everyone still tried to brave the wind, brushing away the messy hair in front of them, trying to get on the plane as quickly as possible. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the two CH53s took off without incident, but as the two CH47s were preparing to land, a Stinger missile slanted out of a building not far away.

The helicopter pilot was in a hurry for a while, and then he was surprised to see several bright glows coming from several directions in the open space, knocking the Stinger missile into disintegration. It was very obvious that the fragments of the Stinger missile after the explosion seemed to be blocked by something, as if it had exploded in some invisible solid glass sphere in the air, and not even a single fragment flew apart, and it did not affect the landing of the helicopter at all. Despite this, the startled pilot's landing made the entire landing gear rattle and seemed unnatural.

"Enemy attack!" the voices of the CDC fighters were calm and cold. The muzzle they turned towards where the Stinger missile appeared was more of a conditional anti-shè than a strain. Then, they saw that most of the ten-man squad, which had brought ordinary residents into the CDC's special forces, had become somewhat idle, and pounced in the direction where the Stinger missiles were flying. Once again, Emile, with partial transfiguration and white swan-like wings, rushed ahead again. After bowing his head slightly to his former comrades and subordinates, Insula did not hesitate to go up, and the Transfiguration began, and a gray and black bear pounced on it with the agility and speed of a leopard.

Getting rid of those who spread the virus is their main action. The people of the Dark Council were already frustrating that they had not been able to come out, and they were not the best people to carry out the work of the healthy residents of the vegetable scatter that was being carried out now.