On the evening of the 21st, at 9:18, in Tokyo, Japan, the eighteenth hour after the outbreak of the zombie virus.

Temporary protective barriers, Huaxia Military Department.

Zhou Yan unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, drank it "gurgling" as soon as he craned his neck, raised his hand to wipe the black blood and ashes on his face, and looked solemnly at the security circle displayed on the large central screen that was shrinking and shrinking under the siege of a large number of zombies.

Tokyo...... It's already dangerous!

He always has an inexplicable sense of crisis, and he always feels that Tokyo, Japan, the former prosperous political center, has been supporting for three days, but he is afraid that he will not be able to last even three hours.

The tide of zombies that came from the invasion of the mighty army did not retreat because of the ferocity of the eastern force, but because of the strong human smell coming from the interior of Tokyo, it hit even more violently, like a group of hungry vultures, chasing the smell of raw meat, and then swarmed up.

Japan is a small country, but it can't stand the population density. There are more than 100 million residents in such a small island country, and if the zombie virus causes changes to nearly 80% of the population in Japan, it means that the entire living force in Tokyo will face about 80 million humanoid zombies.

Even if you take out all the ammunition in Tokyo, I'm afraid you won't be able to wipe out the army of about 80 million zombies. What's more, Japan's arsenal reserves are not necessarily in Tokyo.

Unless...... Unless it's a large-scale use of nuclear weapons, but there are a lot of drawbacks.

Zhou Yan set his eyes on the Japanese Prime Minister standing on the podium, and a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes.

This man, when has it been, he still can't see the form clearly, and he only cares about the problems on the political zhì and vigorously guards against the Huaxia soldiers, and it seems that he has long forgotten who sent the distress letter to Huaxia in the early hours of this morning.

Even some of Japan's advanced weapons are unwilling to contribute, and even the Japanese soldiers have mentioned it to him, and the high-level officials are unwilling to hand over their hole cards.

A bunch of misers!

Don't you know that the zombie army has reached the doorstep? Could it be that the Japanese top brass is still thinking of opening the defense line and welcoming them in?

I don't know what to do.

Zhou Yan twisted his head, his eyes stayed on his watch, and the lines of his face slowly softened.

This is the husband and wife model bought when I married Wang Qingli, which can be regarded as a more meaningful saving than a wedding ring. Even if it's a life-or-death task, he is reluctant to take it off. Every time I look at this watch, it is like seeing my lovely wife, and I get a force of support in my heart.

His eyes were slightly affectionate for a moment, but when he saw the time on the watch, his pupils shrank suddenly.

9:18 a.m...... 918......

The September 18 Incident in 1931 was a major case of Japan's invasion of China, and now, in distant Tokyo, at the moment when the zombie tide was crazy, he saw this point by chance.

Should I say yes...... Isn't retribution unpleasant?

Pity. He didn't believe much in ghosts and reincarnation.

Raised the submachine gun in his hand. The muscles in his arms erupted with the power of a slayer. He took the second team of heavily armed Chinese soldiers and prepared to rush out to replace the previous team of soldiers who had been supporting for more than an hour.

Each of them needed to rest, and the day's hard work had almost drained their spirits.

They have not been without more difficult tasks. It is not without experience of not eating or drinking for days and nights, such as lying dormant at the border of a certain country for nearly a week just to hunt down drug lords; Capture important texts in a hail of bullets; Dispose of batch after batch of assassins in the affairs of the state......

But such a group of elite special forces are still not able to withstand the double torture of spirit on the biochemical battlefield.

Just because, whether it is a Chinese or Japanese soldier, almost everyone feels that they are not killing the hideous living dead, but the delirious common people.

Those are ...... Civilians......

An old woman with gray hair in an apron, with a half-finished goldfish kimono in her hand, wearing slippers on one foot and barefoot on the other, hobbled towards the soldiers at the defensive line. Its eyes are bloody red and glow with greed and craving for raw meat.

A five- or six-year-old girl, holding the blood-stained rabbit in her hand, tilted her head to the right side of her neck in a strange arc, and the flesh on the left side had long been eaten so that only white bones remained. It stared intently at a soldier with thin skin and tender flesh. As it approached, the soldier raised his gun at it, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

Even, there are pregnant women with big bellies in this group of zombies; Newborns who have not been born for a long time; Fifteen or sixteen-year-old flower girl and delicate boy......

Before this, they may still be busy with their own lives, busy going to work and school, busy choosing vegetables and doing housework, busy putting on makeup and falling in love, busy making kimonos for their little grandchildren, and busy fighting for their families......

Even if it is the lifestyle of a small person, it will always give people the most basic satisfaction.

At least, it's a quiet life.

And it's not like now, becoming a monster that only eats people, falling into the abyss of the living dead, and never recovering.

As a soldier, they have indeed received professional training, they have indeed been taught to be unrelenting in the face of the enemy, and all have been instilled with the concept that "zombies are enemies and must be killed". But it wasn't until it was a person's turn to do it that they would find that the instructor's language was similar to the actual operation. [,！ This pale.

They are soldiers, but they also have feelings, they are not essentially a cold weapon!

No matter what the original intention of entering the team was, defending the country and protecting the people is the most basic concept engraved in my mind.

Now, however, who is their butcher's knife aimed at?

Young children, weak women, old people who are unable to protect themselves...... After they become zombies, they become the ghosts of their guns.

Every time a zombie dressed as a civilian is shot, they will more or less think of their wives, children and parents at home, and even panic in their hearts, what if their closest people become zombies?

Is it possible to shoot them like now, even if you can't bear it, but still have the heart to shoot them?

This psychological defense line and moral bottom line made of steel are really not something that every soldier has the courage to cross.

I still remember that after a middle-aged Japanese soldier shot his daughter who had mutated into a zombie, he hugged the girl's corpse and cried like crazy, ignoring the zombie corpse that gradually approached him, and tears were all over his face until he and his daughter's body were completely submerged by the zombie horde.

Eventually, the soldier detonated the bomb he was carrying......

The Japanese soldiers are a bunch of crazy people!

Just like in the history of the Anti-Japanese War, after the success of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War, the group of Japanese soldiers who advocated bushido committed suicide by caesarean section, and the Japanese soldiers who resisted the zombie disaster in Tokyo were more and more desperate than the other, and they were so paranoid that they made people feel terrifying.

Thinking of the young Japanese soldiers who were in pain after shooting and killing their relatives, Zhou Yan asked himself if such a situation happened to him......

I'm afraid that it will, but I can't do it!

Carrying heavy bullet bags one after another, they rushed to the end of the corridor, and the moment they opened the electronic door to go out, a Japanese soldier covered in blood staggered into the door from the outside.

He raised a face that seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, and with a hollow eye socket, he roared at Zhou Yan anxiously like a ghost.

Zhou Yan listened to his almost bloody roar, and his face slowly turned into a stunned expression.

"Team Zhou!"

The soldiers beside him shouted to Zhou Yan, whose face had changed drastically, and two of them were about to step forward to set up the Japanese soldier covered in blood and send him to the inner room for treatment.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the corner of the opponent's clothes, he was quickly dodged by the soldier.

He shrunk away from the range of the Huaxia soldiers, with a strange serenity on his face, he glanced at the living people with nostalgia and envy, and then stuffed the barrel of the gun into his mouth under the noses of the Huaxia soldiers.

"Bang╠╠"

Blood splattered, and the young soldier closed his eyes forever.

"Team Zhou! What's the situation?" The soldiers asked, feeling the courage of the soldier who committed suicide by drinking bullets, and at the same time aiming their guns at his corpse, preoccupied with guarding against his mutation.

Zhou Yan's expression was abnormal, and even his tone became unstable: "The defense line near the Yasukuni Shrine has collapsed on all fronts, and some of the Japanese high-level officials have already hijacked planes and defected, and our place is no longer safe."

"What!" The crowd exclaimed in disbelief, "How is that possible? How could it be so fast?"

"Because...... It was the zombie crow that broke the defense line of the Yasukuni Shrine! I just heard this soldier say something...... Eight crows ......" Zhou Yan's tone slowly became lower, extremely gloomy, "In other words, the zombie animals have begun to attack."

"Team Zhou!"

Zhou Yan looked at the battle line in the distance, then looked back at the Japanese Prime Minister on the command platform, and began to quickly distribute his plan: "Lao Chen, you know Japanese, tell the Japanese Prime Minister about the situation; Xiao Yin, go guard our special plane and wait for everyone's convergence, by the way...... We will try to help Japan preserve its vitality."

"Team Zhou, you are ......" Some veterans were stunned in their eyes.

Zhou Yan nodded and said, "Tokyo, I'm afraid it won't last long. Try to be as prepared as possible, if one is not good, you may have to move to the northern latitudes of Japan with a large force, and the situation there should not be so bad."

Everyone responded and began to act.

ps:

The second gentleman is crossing the mountains and mountains...... Holding the world map, the global defense line is being arranged, and it is decided to start a third world war, what do you think?