And at this moment, at the outermost exit of the city, the police cars of Dongguo are lined up.

Armed police officers with riot shields stood in front of the cordon, blocking crowds trying to cross the river.

The city has been completely cut off from power and network, but these police officers use municipal special lines, so the command system is not chaotic, only everyone's brain is confused.

Compared with the unsuspecting people, they grasped the information coming from the front in the first place.

The crashed airliner was carrying an unknown virus, the fate of the infected was unknown, and the known clinical reaction was to go into a frenzy and attack all non-infected targets.

The entire city has been completely shrouded in the shadow of the virus, and in order to prevent the spread of the virus to the whole country, they have no choice but to lock down.

Of course, it is impossible for these grassroots police officers who block the bridge to know the inside story.

The order they received was simply to block the bridge and not to allow anyone to pass through it.

In order to prevent the rioters from infiltrating Xicheng with the crowds, they were ordered to block all roads leading to the outside world until the security forces took control of the situation.

However, the people above did not explicitly tell them how to solve this problem.

Including Should You Shoot When Facing Zombies?

Shoot? They're all civilians, and even if they're brains bad because of the virus, they can still move, which means they're not dead!

Who will be responsible for shooting at unarmed civilians or nationals of their own country!

What's more, what if after the fact it turns out that there is a better way to solve this problem? Like an antidote or something.

It doesn't matter what the consequences will be.

Anyone who gives the order to shoot will face reckoning after the accident and may even be branded as a butcher and scolded for hundreds of years.

Don't shoot? But tear gas and batons are almost useless against these lunatics, and even if a well-trained soldier can subdue a zombie or two in hand-to-hand combat, this personal prowess is useless in the face of the swarming corpses.

No one wants to be responsible, everyone knows what to do, but no one wants to give that order.

When the crisis came, the management was still passing the buck to each other, which fully reflected the weakness of Dongguo** in the crisis response.

This has been fully demonstrated during the passage of several typhoons.

In the face of disaster, the country simply cannot survive without relying on international rescue teams.

"Why don't you let us cross the bridge! There was a storm in the back. Disorderly! Instead of stopping them, you prevent us poor people from fleeing? The man slammed his fist against the riot shield and shouted angrily.

Violent. Disorderly! This is Dongguo's official explanation for the virus.

To avoid unnecessary panic, this is a white lie and an equally deadly butcher's knife!

On the street, which is not spacious, the cars are jammed into a long queue with no head and tail in sight.

I couldn't figure out what was going on, the phone couldn't get through, and people had to use loudspeakers and swear words to vent their dissatisfaction.

"Can the people in front hurry up! What's going on! The driver poked his head out of the window and scolded the person in front of him.

Seeing that the crowded traffic was not advancing, the man got out of the car, leaned against the door and looked around, chatting with the driver of the car next to him.

"How long is this going to go?"

"Let's hope it's not tomorrow, do you know what's going on up ahead?"

"Who knows, the phone can't get through, the network can't be connected, my wife is still waiting for me at home, it's really unlucky, have we ever been stuck in a traffic jam here?"

"I heard that a plane crashed in our city, maybe it was because of that." The driver of the other car joined the conversation.

"Aha, that was an airplane just now? I thought it was a shooting star! Leaning against the window, the chubby driver cursed and muttered.

At this time, there was a bang in the distance, and everyone subconsciously shrunk their necks, and then resumed small talk.

This war has been going on for half a year, and the sound of artillery and gunfire has not stopped, and at first they will scream, but now they will shrink their necks at most.

Human beings are habitual creatures, and when they can't change the situation, they begin to get used to life in the midst of war.

"The reactionaries are firing guns again?"

"Those madmen who don't want to die, damn it, no! Wait a minute! What is that? The man leaning against the door suddenly noticed the commotion in front of the highway and couldn't help frowning.

Someone is running wild.

No, it's a bunch of people running wildly, running through the gaps in the vehicles, stepping on the front window and rolling over the roofs, frantically pounced on the living.

on their faces!

Covered in blood!

Realizing that something was wrong, the man locked the car door, hesitated and trotted two steps back, gritted his teeth and began to run away.

Everyone ran up, to avoid the group of inexplicable madmen who gnawed on everyone.

Screams are heard one after another, and the congested highway is in chaos, and the drivers who are reluctant to leave the car are either curled up with their heads in their hands, or desperately step on the accelerator.

Although many people have watched Resident Evil, when all this is really out of the screen, everyone's first reaction is helpless.

Are they really zombies?

Are they living or dead?

Once there is such hesitation, all that awaits you is death.

The driver closed the window in a panic, but the half-closed window was jammed by a hand that reached in.

Cursing, he rounded the steering wheel lock and slammed the bloody hand as he stepped on the accelerator.

The truck smashed the BMW in front of it, pushing it forward two meters, but it couldn't move for half a minute.

The driver's face turned pale for a moment, and that's when he realized what a stupid choice it was to stay in the car when a group of bloodthirsty people pounced.

The bloodied madmen had surrounded him.

The driver shuddered and locked the steering wheel to his chest, looking at the shallow cracked window, his pants stained with yellow water.

At this time, he suddenly glimpsed with his peripheral vision that the taxi driver who was still chatting with him just now had been pulled out of the broken car window, crying out the names of God and his daughter, and was bitten off his neck by a zombie in the next second!

At the same time, at the forefront, in the face of the indignant population, these policemen had mixed feelings, they had to face abuse and saliva, but could not fight back.

The Eastern Army has urgently withdrawn a brigade from the front line and is pulling up protective nets in the streets two kilometres east of the bridge.

As long as the situation on this side of the bridge is under control, a medical check-up station will be set up in a short time to transfer people who are confirmed to be safe to the other side of the bridge.

Thinking of this, the informed sheriff breathed a sigh of relief.

Although until now, the Ministry of Health has not come up with a plan to control the epidemic.

Suddenly, screams were heard from the rear of the crowd.

Several zombies crawled over the railing of the bridge and rushed towards the crowd with no way back.

The zombies have broken through the army's defenses!