After receiving Xu Hongru's call, Du Zhong was also completely relieved.

Obviously, in terms of the martial arts catastrophe, the three major families of the unknowable land still know the righteousness.

And Eucommia is also happy to feel at ease.

Since Wulin is fine.

With no worries in his heart for the time being, Du Zhong also worked harder and went all out to study the North American Air Command.

The clock is still ticking.

In a blink of an eye, it came to the fifteenth day.

Eastern United States.

A foul smell of decay spread through the small town of St. Simons.

Walking through the streets, there are disgusting rotting corpses everywhere.

"Bang ......"

The sound of footsteps spread through the empty streets.

Gaze at it.

There were corpses all over the ground, and occasionally living people were lying on the ground, looking white and thin like zombies, moaning and gasping weakly.

On the street, flies and insects are flying.

At first glance, it is intimidating, there is not the slightest desire to enter it, and even from a distance, you want to escape.

It's in this kind of horror-movie-like town.

A group of people wearing protective suits, carrying oxygen on their backs and wearing masks, are walking in a row through the town with detectors in hand

"Smack!"

Suddenly, Du Zhong's ankle was grabbed by a man who fell to the ground, his eyes sunken and about to lose his life.

The people on the ground, their eyes burned with the hope of life, as if they had exhausted all the strength of their bodies, they raised their heads vigorously, and their mouths moved slightly as if they were begging.

"Fack!"

However, the "angel in white" who was grabbed by his ankle came from the mouth of a loud scolding, and at the same time as the scolding spread, he kicked violently.

A kick in the opponent's head.

Kicks the person to the ground and sends his palm away.

Immediately, he cursed a few more times before continuing to walk forward.

And the rest of the team with him all put on an indifferent look, just looking at all this indifferently, without the slightest pity at all.

"Bang ......"

With the sound of footsteps, a group of people soon reached the end of the street in the small town of St. Simons.

"It is certain that the small town of St. Simons is the birthplace of this plague."

"If you're sure, leave quickly, I don't want to stay in this hellish place for a moment."

"Counting results?"

"All the people in the town are infected and all die!"

An indifferent voice came.

"According to the regulations for the treatment of the plague, the town of St. Simons has completely fallen, and in order to avoid the spread of the plague, it is requested that the village and all the corpses be burned."

"Agreed."

"Agree ......"

Conversational sound contact.

A group of people scattered, each with a set of incendiary bombs in their hands, and walked to the four sides of the town.

Five minutes later.

"Boom ......"

With the explosion of a burning-burning bomb, the town of St. Simons was quickly reduced to a sea of flames.

All the houses were burned down.

Those who fell to the ground, not even having the strength to stand up, could only watch as their houses were engulfed in flames, and then the relentless flames climbed on them little by little.

In the end, in the fiery torment of life is worse than death, there is complete liberation.

Meanwhile.

Just fifty miles from St. Simons, the city of Portland.

Municipal Hospital.

"Woo ......"

A patient, on a bed in a high-risk ward, raised his hands and groaned with a thin face and eyes full of despair.

On its body, there is even a foul stench.

Take a closer look.

This person is the doctor who once went to the small town of St. Simons to perform an autopsy on the homeless man who died in the garbage heap, and was bitten by a flea on the neck.

"Woo woo woo ......"

For some reason, as if he was going through a very tolerable pain, the doctor kept shouting and shouting, as if he wanted to say something.

It's a pity.

No matter how much he shouted, no one could hear him.

Outside the ward.

"Bang ......"

All kinds of hurried footsteps sounded continuously.

On the hospital walkway.

Almost all normal doctors, wearing extremely tight protective suits, were running back and forth, and on the walls on either side of them, there were infected people who could not sit upright with their backs against the walls.

All of the infected turned pale.

Some of them even began to turn white, and gray mucus gushed out of the corners of their mouths.

Like the small town of St. Simons, the entire hospital is filled with a foul smell and a terrifying smell of death.

Outside the hospital.

"Horn Horn Horn ......"

The originally loose street was crowded with countless cars, and the horn that broke the eardrum kept ringing.

Take a look.

The windows of these cars are tightly closed.

In almost every car, there is a family, whether it is the driver or the person in the car, they are all panicked and impatient.

"Bang ......"

In addition to the congested cars, there are countless pedestrians on the street, frantically holding the hands of acquaintances and running away frantically.

Everyone's face is full of all the need to do everything in their power to escape from this fallen city.

"Tick Tick Tick ......"

Suddenly, an ambulance siren sounded.

An ambulance, speeding from a distance, was forced to stop by a crowd of vehicles as soon as it entered the street.

Subsequently, several doctors in protective suits jumped out of the car.

"There are protective suits, there are protective suits!"

I don't know who shouted.

"Click, click, click......"

The people in the car immediately opened the door and rushed down, rushing towards the doctor in protective clothing next to the ambulance, his face full of madness and hideousness.

The pedestrians who were already walking on the streets were even more crazy.

For them.

A protective suit can save their lives.

Under the temptation of their lives, these people don't care about the rule of law at all, as long as they can survive, even if they are arrested, they are willing.

Anyway, there is no death penalty in the United States, even if you live a lifetime in prison, it is better than dying in the plague!

"Hurry up and ......"

Looking at the crowd rushing like wolves, the doctor in the protective suit immediately became nervous, and ran to the back of the car at a high speed while urging, and then opened the door.

"Whoa!"

Before the crowd could rush up, a stretcher came out of the carriage, on which lay a patient infected with the plague.

Without hesitation.

Several doctors immediately reached out to lift the stretcher.

Seeing this, those who rushed frantically immediately stopped, looking at the patient on the stretcher as if they had seen a ghost, and kept retreating in an inexplicable panic.

Some people even found a car with no one but the door was open, and went straight into it and locked the door.

Time.

All kinds of shouts and all kinds of fighting voices spread wildly in the streets.

And the group of doctors carrying stretchers, after entering the hospital area, were immediately protected by soldiers wearing protective clothing and holding guns.

The whole city.

There was a panic.

City hall building.

"Report!"

Outside the mayor's office, a shout was heard.

"Who?"

In the office, a middle-aged man in a suit immediately walked to the door, and after making sure that the person outside the door was harmless through the cat's eye, he opened the door and asked, "How is the situation now?" ”

"Mayor, the plague has broken out!"

As soon as the visitor entered the door, he immediately locked the door, and then opened his mouth and said: "Now, one-third of the urban area has been infected with the plague virus, and with the increase in infected people, the plague is still spreading rapidly. ”

"What?"

The mayor was stunned, he didn't expect that the matter would be so serious.

"Mayor, please leave quickly."

The person who came said.

"No way!"

The mayor shook his head resolutely and said, "Portland is my home, how can I leave when my home is in such a huge crisis?" ”

"So what should we do now?"

The visitor asked.

"An immediate order to quarantine the entire city."

The mayor pondered for a while, and after giving the order, he immediately went to the desk and picked up the phone, and dialed directly from the White House.

"I'm the mayor of Portland, and I have an urgent need for the president."

As soon as the phone rang, the mayor immediately shouted.

Soon.

The voice of the President of the United States came from the other end of the phone.

"Please."

Hearing the president's response, the mayor of Portland immediately opened his mouth and said: "Mr. President, the plague in Portland has broken out on a large scale, and now we in Portland alone cannot control the plague virus at all, and now the whole city is quarantined, ask for help from epidemic experts across the country, ask for help!" ”

"Understood."

The president replied, saying, "The expert group is ready, and will be in Portland right now, please hold on a little longer." ”

The phone hangs up.

Inside the White House.

The President immediately ordered: "Immediately order, that the outbreak of the plague in Portland be sealed off to the whole world, and that not the slightest news be allowed to be revealed." ”

……

The other side.

With the arrival of the epidemic team, a sample of the plague virus was transported to the military exclusion zone, where Admiral Swift was in the base research room.

"How?"

Standing in the research room in a protective suit, Swift asked with a solemn face.

And this side.

As soon as he finished analyzing the virus, the expert who analyzed the virus immediately broke out in a layer of cold sweat on his face, and then he didn't dare to hesitate at all, immediately picked up the analysis results, handed them to Swift, and said: "The source of this virus is very likely to be the super soldier whose research is being accelerated in our base!" ”

"What?"

Swift was shocked.

The expert's words reminded him of the virus crisis reminder from China.

"Check it out to me at once, I want to know where the source of the plague is."

With the analyzed data and back to the command room with the experts, Swift immediately ordered.

"The source has been found."

As soon as the order was given, one of the message receivers immediately stood up from the computer and said, "After investigation, the source of the plague is the small town of St. Simons!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Swift was immediately stupid.

Isn't this town the place where the half-finished supersoldier who escaped and was annihilated was found?

"Is there a solution to this virus?"

Swift asked.

"It's hard!"

The expert frowned and opened his mouth to say: "After analysis, it is found that this virus is constantly mutating and extremely transmissible. Once infected, die in no more than thirty days! ”

Hearing this, Swift instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hurry up and study the ...... of virus antibodies"

After the order was given, Swift did not dare to hesitate at all, immediately walked out of the command room with the information, and rushed to the White House in a helicopter, ready to meet the president......