December 21, 2024, 4 a.m., Huaxia, Kyoto.

According to the news from the Japanese high-level three hours ago, Tokyo has fallen into a full-scale confrontation with the zombie army, relying on Tokyo's food reserves and living military strength, it can maintain a tug-of-war for about three months at most, and during this time period, they hope that neighboring Huaxia can lend a helping hand.

As soon as the news of the distress reached the interior of Huaxia Kyoto, it immediately caused an uproar.

"Ahh If you have something, look for us Huaxia, and if you have nothing to do, you can help us with Lao Meiyin. Don't do it! It doesn't matter what zombies they are or not, let Tokyo be reincarnated with the damn Yasukuni Shrine." A bearded veteran scolded fiercely, and the remarks also drew the approval of a group of recruits.

"If it weren't for the greed of the Japanese military department, how could such a catastrophe be caused. It's good now, I have suffered and endangered other countries, I really don't know how much blood mold our Huaxia has poured to have such an unconscious neighbor." The hot-blooded recruit muttered, his eyebrows full of resentment.

But another recruit replied with a smile on his face: "What's so unhappy about this, think about it carefully, this time Japan took the initiative to ask us to send troops to bomb China...... Oh no! I'm here to support them in the war, and it's understandable that we accidentally blew up a few places when the time comes."

"For example, Yasukuni Shrine, Tokyo Tower, or something......"

"That's a good idea...... Blow up everything you want to blow up......" The recruits began to fantasize unrealistically.

Zhou Yan brushed his head and no longer paid attention to the jokes of the recruits, as an older special soldier, he naturally had a long-term view of the current situation.

He stepped into another circle of dignified senators, and respectfully reported to the senators the follow-up preparations for the Tokyo incident: "Elder Xu, Elder Li, the first batch of high-level personnel and elite troops have been transferred, all ports in China have been closed, and naval precautions have entered the best state. The order for the transfer of personnel from all provinces and regions had been given five minutes ago, as long as there were not too many variables. It should be able to guarantee the safety of the lives of the majority of the people."

"Hmm." Li Lao, who had accumulated a lot of authority, replied softly, and said in a stern tone, "Send the veterans to bring those recruits to Tokyo to support, my China and Japan have been separated since ancient times, they have suffered, and we are not immune."

"Yes." Zhou Yan responded that for this old man whose ancestors were the founding generals, he had 120,000 points of respect.

Li Lao is more than eighty years old, but he looks childish and very energetic. His seemingly thin body contained the spirit of a general. Never been a great performer. He has been fighting for the cause of the country all his life.

Although he had never experienced the era of the older generation in legends, he believed that it must have been an era of struggle full of gold and iron, far from being accessible and understandable to their young soldiers.

And this time the unexpected situation. Li Lao naturally looked farther than them, and since Li Lao gave the order to support Tokyo, then they just had to do it.

Those group of newly-mouthed recruits didn't eat as much salt as their predecessors had eaten, and they talked about the battle situation in front of the veterans, it was like a class with an axe, and I really didn't know where their usual discipline went.

It seems that you still have to discipline them well when you go back. Zhou Yan touched his chin and thought.

"That's right, Zhou Yan. Epidemic patients in various provinces and regions......" Xu Zhiguo turned his head to look at the young juniors in front of him, and reminded slightly, "They ...... What's wrong?"

Looking at the two elders' behavior of constantly asking him for news, Zhou Yan suddenly had the illusion that he was actually an officer of the Intelligence Bureau, why did everyone always ask about him.

Secretly sighed in his heart. Thinking about the possibility of his career change, he didn't forget to answer the old man's question: "Basically, they all have a fever, and they are all high fevers to 40 degrees, and when they are awake, they have mild hydrophobia, and then they will completely fall into a coma...... As for the rest, I don't know."

"But ......" Zhou Yan paused, a hint of strangeness flashed on his face, and slowly added, "Some of the patients in many major hospitals in Kyoto have entered a state of cerebral shock...... If they really have any danger, I'll build yì ......"

"I'll clean it up in the first time!"

Zhou Yan suddenly raised his head, and the firmness in his eyes was clearly visible: "Old Xu, Huaxia will move his whole body with one shot, I would rather bear the charge of being a butcher than want Huaxia to become like Japan."

Xu Zhiguo looked at Zhou Yan, who had grown up in front of him, his burning eyes and awe-inspiring body gradually overlapped with the child in his memory, and it seemed that he had become the same person.

After thinking for a while, he realized that he was really old.

Nodding at him, Elder Xu's expression was still solemn: "Open the shelter of the base to the outside world, if there is anything wrong with the situation, act according to the regulations."

Looking at Zhou Yanying, Xu Zhiguo sent him away, and then slowly turned around and stared at a small tube of emerald green potion in the frozen box.

T virus liquid ......

The medicine purchased from Japan a month ago is directly related to this disaster.

The two old men looked at each other deeply, and they both saw a hint of determination in each other's eyes.

"Zhong Xin, you said that we Huaxia, can we escape?" Xu Zhiguo stretched out his hand and fiddled with the five beautiful crystal nuclei lying next to the reagent, and the most vague worry in his eyes was there.

Li Zhongxin let out a long sigh and said quietly: "It's a disaster, I can't hide it."

It's a disaster, and you can't avoid it.......

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It's really concise and clear, after so many years, this brother's personality is still so direct.

But in the final analysis, his cultivation is still not enough, and in such a clear situation, he still has a fluke mentality about it.

"That's it......" Xu Lao heard his voice as if he was ten years old, empty and helpless, "It's a disaster...... So what's the way out?"

Where is the way out?

At the other end, S City, Diecui Garden, Unit 14, Room 605. 7:35 a.m.

Due to the increasingly strict epidemic problem and the bloody video incident on the afternoon of the 20th, the make-up class time on Saturday the 21st was completely canceled, and Yun Mo was tidying up his things in his bedroom at this time.

Yun Mo, who had just taken a hot shower and was in a much soothing mood, dragged out a half-person-tall hiking bag from the cabinet with his wet hair.

This is the same old friend who has climbed Mount Everest with her when she traveled the world, although with the existence of the void she can not mention these bulky items. But if you travel lightly, it's really too strong-eyed.

Shoot the first bird......

Even if the catastrophe has come, she is not ready to expose some of her hole cards, and she is a low-key and high-profile underground killer, which is the way she is good at.

Temporarily throwing away her hiking bag, she took off her light pajamas and changed into her usual outfit, shirt and tie, school uniform and skirt, and then put on slim leggings. Wear the mid-cut cool black martin boots. Tie up a bright red scarf. Put on a beige sweater jacket.

It's a harmless school girl.

It's not that I don't want to change my clothes, it's just that when everyone is unprepared, I lightly mix in the crowd with all my equipment, and I will only be jealous and greedy by others.

And this. It really wasn't what she wanted.

It's easy to get into trouble if you look like this, but to be honest, there's really nothing else in the marshal's closet other than the school uniform...... Many of the clothes he bought before had already been sent into the Void, and the objects that were sent into the Void, Yun Mo would always habitually choose to forget, and if it was not necessary, he really couldn't remember it.

Lifting her knee-length plaid skirt, she neatly strapped an Italian Beretta 92F pistol and a Goolk scimitar to each of her slender left and right thighs, and inserted a small set of silver throwing knives into the special compartment of her boots.

One boot has a capacity of nine. In other words, she can temporarily control eighteen flying blades.

As for the two black and white blades, she didn't plan to use them for the time being, too powerful weapons would attract coveted by many parties, and all she needed was a sharp weapon that was both effective but not too eye-catching.

The detectives retrieved two pairs of old Tang knives from the cold weapon arsenal in the void, and they still had a very aggressive atmosphere.

They are very spiritual. And it's bloody, and the edge is so sharp that it doesn't speak.

If she hadn't touched the black and white blades before, she would have become her favorite cold weapon.

With a length of about 114 centimeters, a straight blade, a cold edge, and obviously forged from the finest metal materials but as light as a feather, it is really the most suitable guy for her short-term use.

She groped up and down for these two sharp blades, and after a while, she found two vague ancient characters engraved on the top. Chill mantis?

Red Jiao Han ...... It's very worthy of their style.

She took out the two scabbards, one red and one blue, that matched them, and immediately retracted the edge of their bodies.

Pinning the Tang knife to the leather shoulder straps of her left and right shoulder blades, and carrying it crosswise behind her back, she began to pack her backpack. A change of clothes, high-energy chocolate chunks, high-protein compressed biscuits...... It's all light stuff that doesn't interfere too much with her movements.

Putting on her backpack and testing her span and agility, she took off her weight and lay down quietly and waited for the catastrophe to come.

Since it's useless to stop it, it's better to accept it calmly.

Idasha has been completely closed and there have been no abnormalities, and Scott's team has spotted the meteor shower's anomaly in the first place, so they have handled it properly.

They have taken in a group of orphans of all races with various talents, and are ready to train their own living forces, and Scott has arranged a qiē in an orderly manner, but she doesn't have to worry about anything.

The only thing she wanted to know was...... The mother's clone has come to give birth, and I don't know what kind of little life it will bring?

With a trace of apprehensive expectation and regret that he couldn't see it, Yun Mo closed his eyes and began to store his spirit.

All she has to do is survive the Biochemical Holocaust and do her best to turn around an ape to change things.

Even though it may be very small, she believes that if the butterfly wings are fanned too much, it will one day cause a storm.

ps:

The second watch rolled on the road......