Chapter Seventy-Five: The Power of the People
After a while, the second echelon in Daddy's mouth arrived.
Councillor Kossack led a convoy to the front of the line, "Hey, Daddy, I'm not late." ā
"No, Councillor, you're here too well." When the old man saw him coming, he said happily to Boit: "You look for him when it comes to giving orders and assigning tasks, he is special." ā
After speaking, he took advantage of the sheriff's failure to catch him, and rushed to the defense line with a roar, shouting while shooting: "Boys, daddy is here, you little cubs don't be compared to daddy, this is the fourth"
Immediately, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls sounded on the defense line, and the zombie group received another heavy blow.
The sheriff then looked back and saw that most of the men and women who had come with the Kossack deputies were not very strong men, and they immediately got out of the car carrying things, ammunition, medicine, food, and water.
The sheriff shook hands tightly with the councillor, "Thank you very much for your thoughtfulness." ā
"Don't say kind words, by the way, sheriff, have you any injured people who have been bitten by zombies but haven't transformed yet, this time we also brought a batch of medicines that may be able to treat this symptom, hurry up and try it."
"Really?" This is probably the best news the sheriff has heard today, "Where did you get it, and you developed it so quickly?" ā
"It's being provided together, and I don't know the specific principle, but their person in charge, Fauber, said that there is a high probability of cure, as long as the virus has not invaded the brain."
When the sheriff heard that it was provided by a religion, he couldn't help but hesitate, but quickly gritted his teeth and continued to walk towards the quarantine area with the councilor, it was all death anyway, and there was no harm in trying.
The curtain was opened and the door was opened to the quarantine area, which was full of wounded people, one by one firmly tied to stretchers, some doctors shuttled through it, and four policemen stood around, armed with guns ready to respond to emergencies.
"Quick!" As soon as the councillor gave the order, the doctors and nurses behind him picked up the needles and walked to the stretcher.
"Bear with it, it might hurt a little." A nurse with big eyes in a mask said to the officer on the stretcher.
"It's okay, it's better than turning into those disgusting monsters." If he hadn't been tied, the young man on the stretcher would have been ready to swallow a gun and commit suicide, and seeing the hope of life, a little pain was nothing.
A tube of light blue liquid entered their bloodstream, quickly finding the germs that had caused them to mutate madly, isolating them from the blood, and wrapping them, and in a short time, the germs were dissolved in the blue liquid.
During this process, the bitten people gritted their teeth and persevered, but soon felt that their bodies were back to normal.
Seeing that those who had already fallen into a state of half-madness gradually quieted down, Boitt couldn't help but be ecstatic, and he turned around and grabbed the councilor's hand: "Oh my God, you must be angels. On behalf of all the fighters, I thank you for your efforts. ā
"Don't do that, sheriff, this disaster isn't over yet, let's work together."
"Okay."
With the help of new forces and special effects, the defense line is becoming more and more stable, and even some soldiers with good marksmanship have begun to snipe zombies in their field of vision from a distance.
Sheriff Boyt gathered his father and the councillor together, pointed to the northern part of the Chicago city map, and said, "Now that we have secured the line, the next step is to lead my men to this place and see if we can save more people." Can you hold this place for me? ā
Kossack looked up at the darkening weather, frowned, and said, "It's getting dark, your police have been fighting for a long time, and it's too dangerous to fight zombies in the dark." ā
Boyt gritted his teeth, "There is no way, every minute of delay, I don't know how many people will die from this disaster, I really can't stand to stand by and watch ordinary people die." ā
"But you can't let the soldiers die." The councillor still insisted on his opinion, "The darkness is your worst enemy, if you go deep behind enemy lines and can't get a quick healer, then who will lead us to continue the fight, I am not the commander, I can only play the role of stabilizing people's hearts, you are needed here, Sheriff." ā
Boyt slammed his fist into the police car behind him in frustration, unable to say anything.
The councillor put one hand on the sheriff's shoulder, and was about to say something, when suddenly the old man ran over excitedly, still holding the phone in his hand, "We're here for reinforcements, it's no problem this time." ā
And also? The sheriff was a little dazed, who is this coming back? Superman? Batman?
Daddy ran up to him and said to the sheriff, "Mr. Sheriff, the Thunder Security Team is here, and this time it's fine." ā
"Really, they went out?" The Speaker asked happily.
"Lee's team?" The sheriff looked at his father with excitement and some concern.
Daddy nodded: "Yes, they have contacted Mr. Li, and he ordered the security team to attack in an all-out way to protect the safety of Chicago." ā
As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of vehicles was heard in the distance. The people on the defense line looked into the distance, and the heavy police personnel carriers drove towards the defense line, and the symbol of the lightning on the vehicles made them cheer. In the eyes of the people of the Southern District, it was their children.
The troop carrier stopped in front of the sheriff, the back door opened, and a line of heavily armed men lined up in front of him. The deputy captain also jumped out of the car in a military uniform, came to the sheriff and saluted him, "Mr. sheriff, all the members of the Thunder Security Team are here to reinforce us, what is the use of getting us, please instruct." ā
The sheriff returned the salute, and he was extremely grateful to anyone who could come to their aid at this time.
He took Hans to the map, explained his thoughts to him in detail, and then tentatively asked Hans if he could enter the North Sector for proper reconnaissance.
Hans carefully studied the map, and after a moment, he raised his head and said in his calm voice, "There are a total of 20 north-south side streets, 5 main streets, we have 10 people in each squad, every two squads enter a small street, and the rest of the people follow the personnel carriers along the streets, reinforcing each squad at any time. What do you think. ā
"No, there are too few two squads on one street, and the North District has a conservative estimate of 2 million people, even if only half of them are infected, it is an astronomical number, your number is too small, I will build yƬ first clear 5 main streets, establish a stronghold, and then radiate outward with the stronghold as the center, although the speed may be a little slower, but at least there is security." The sheriff was adamantly opposed to their battle plan.
Hans looked at his watch, "It's too long, so more and more people will be infected, and the night facilitates the movement of zombies, and the survivors can't hold on for that long." ā
"Then I can't let you die in vain." Boyt stuck to his plan.
Hans thought about it for a moment and compromised a step, "That's it, Sergeant, our squad is very capable of attacking fortifications, and we are responsible for advancing quickly, mainly with the combat mission of killing and injuring zombies, and advancing to the outbreak point of the epidemic to see if we can solve the problem at the root." I just saw that the National Guard is almost there, and when they arrive, how about you take them to establish a stronghold along the street to help the wounded. ā
Boyt frowned, it seemed that this was the best way, and Lee's men still had two strikes. He agreed with Hans on the phone line, then walked to the line and ordered the barricade to be removed.
The neat and powerful steps of the young men of the security team gave everyone confidence, and the people of the southern district whistled and cheered incessantly, watching the soldiers enter the battlefield.
The sheriff looked at their backs, and the barricades were not closed, and after arranging the guards, he asked the rest of the people to hurry up and rest, although he believed in the strength of the security team, but after all, there were so many enemies, he was still ready to reinforce them as quickly as possible.