The rest of the people surrounded the infected, but the infected didn't care, pulling the man by the wrist in front of him, opening his mouth to taste every meal, if it weren't for his mask blocking his mouth, everyone would have lost their comrades.

"Stop it!" Somebody yelled, and everyone danced the electric baton to greet the infected, but the infected turned a deaf ear to it, for it had been enraged by the delicious taste that had not been bitten, and with a sharp kick, the poor fellow threw himself forward and slammed into the electric batons that his two companions were dancing on.

"Ahhh~uhh

In this way, there was a gap in the encirclement, and the infected person immediately kicked his feet, and the body of the two hundred catties actually rose into the air, and in an instant, he came to the door of the treatment room, where only Qin Tianwu was left! Fortunately, although Qin Tianwu was shocked by the series of movements of the infected, he also came back to his senses in the next moment, pulled out the telescopic electric baton on his waist, pressed the button on the body of the stick with his right hand, and raised his foot to attack the infected. Although he was taller and stronger than everyone else, he did hit a stone with an egg compared to the infected.

The movement in the treatment room grew louder and louder, and even the thick walls were about to be knocked over, and screams, moans, and wails were heard incessantly. The little girl wanted to run, but the thin legs seemed to be filled with lead and rooted, and she could not move, and fear devoured her little by little, and she wanted to cry out loudly to alleviate her fear, but the tape was the corner of her mouth that was bleeding, and she would not retreat a little. Along with the fear, there was a deep sense of helplessness, the mask of the gas mask was spent little by little, and the corridor in front of me became hazy, and finally only an opaque white light remained.

I don't know how long later, the white light shining through the goggles of the gas mask flashed and disappeared, and the little girl closed her eyes helplessly, crying out in despair in her voiceless throat: "Mother!

"Uh-uh~" The painful moans were endless, mixed with blue-purple white light shot in from the eyepiece again, stabbing her eyes a little painful, she reached out and touched the lens, trying to make it clear, but the eyepiece was blindfolded from the inside,

The hill-like infected person stopped two meters away from the little girl, and the blue and white staggered current was like a net, covering him, but the next scene was beyond Qin Tianwu's expectations, it turned out that the infected person turned around little by little, like a male lion, innocently provoked by a wild dog, his eyes breathed fire and "roared"! The roar shook the sky, and the sound was filled with a majesty that belonged to it, which shocked the entire corridor, and the infected turned up their iron arms and slammed their blows, Qin Tianwu hurriedly jumped back, and it was easy to dodge the attack.

"Don't let it get out!" I don't know who shouted, and then there was another sword and sword shadow, and there were soldiers who continued to join the battle, and soldiers who were constantly beaten away, and some of them never got up after they landed, and those who could get up picked up the electric baton and pounced. Zhong Wenfeng clutched his chest and stood in front of the door of the treatment room. He had just been kicked, and now his chest was aching and stuffy, and his right hand holding the electric baton shook so badly that I don't know if the electric rod was too heavy, or if his body was overwhelmed by the infected. The brow under his gas mask became tighter and tighter, because he found that this infected person could not be electrified!

Is the voltage of the stun baon too low? Or is it in the wrong place? He closed his eyes and kept retrieving the knowledge about the stun stick in his head. The infected don't feel pain, he knows that, so will they not feel numb and powerless? If it is, the electric body is useless. Thinking of him, he raised his head and looked at the head of the infected, which had long hair that reached to his earlobes, and the back of his crispy neck was exposed to the air!

"Electricity the back of its neck!" Zhong Wenfeng shouted with all his strength, and at the same time kicked his feet, he was about to sneak attack, but the infected's foot was really too heavy and heavy, he only ran two steps, and he felt a burning pain in his chest, he wanted to cough, but the air flow was squeezed in his throat, and he couldn't get out, so he had to stop.

"Huh" the iron arm of the infected person is like a stick, slamming towards Qin Tianwu, Qin Tianwu gently pulled his head to the side, and at the same time pulled out his left hand like lightning, like an iron tong, clamping the wrist of the infected person to death, twisting it hard, "click", and the wrist of the infected person was twisted by him. The movements of the infected person also slowed down, Qin Tianwu seized the opportunity, leaned towards the side of the infected's waste hand, and at the same time, the electric baton poked out from his waist and accurately pointed at the carotid artery of the infected person. The blue-white lightning "netted" the body of the infected again, and another soldier struggled to catch up from behind, stood on tiptoe, and pointed the electric stun baton on the back of the infected's neck.

The infected person struggled for nearly twenty seconds before falling to the ground.

"Whew" everyone, unconsciously let out a long breath.

On the horizon, a touch of fish belly white was spit out, and the rain wall that had been stretching for a long time was finally closed, mixed with gusts of cold mountain wind, pouring into the corridor from the open window, bringing fresh air and sending away a little stench.

"How is he?" Qin Tianwu propped up the wall with an electric baton, and walked to the door of the treatment room step by step, where there was a soldier lying horizontally, his whole body was covered, and at first glance, he seemed to be no different from ordinary people. The little girl was kneeling beside him, her fingers wrapped in a white cloth on his neck.

The little girl shook her head, stretched out her finger and pointed to the treatment room, and then pointed to the soldier who was lying at the door opposite the treatment room, raised three fingers, and then shook her head again, Qin Tianwu's eyes followed her fingers to look at the three people one by one, and the eyes behind the eyepieces were a little sad.

When leaving the inpatient department, everyone in the team looked solemn, without the laughter and "arrogance" when they came, the soldiers stood on both sides, all holding electric shock batons, in the middle, they were tied together by a thick hemp rope, wearing an airtight hood, the hands were cuffed by the infected, the tip of the rope, in the hands of a soldier with a physique no less than Qin Tianwu, he walked in the front, like pulling a group of mules and horses, and the two-meter-high infected person was dragged forward by two soldiers like a stone mill, little by little.

At the end of the line were the three fallen soldiers, each of their limbs held by their comrades, their heavy heads drooping at the greatest angle, and behind the smooth eyepieces were pupils reflecting gray-white clouds. As the procession passed by the outpatient building, the squatting people rose one after another, first pointing at the infected and then talking about the three dead soldiers, and the scene became noisy for a while.

But this noisy did not last long, and I don't know if someone proposed, everyone slowly quieted down, and finally, there was an old man with gray temples, who was already scarf, and who was already in the last years of the wind and candle, took off the cotton hat on his head, and then a middle-aged man also took off the hat on his head, and slowly all the people wearing hats took off their hats.

"How can you say that there is no clothes~"

"With the Son~"

"Gong Yu Xingshi~"

"Fix my spear~"

"Enmity with the Son!"

I don't know who started it, at first, the sound was very small, and it was a little lacking in breath, but soon, another voice was added, followed by a third, a fourth...... When the first rays of morning light sprinkled over the Xiaohe Gate, the singing voice had already floated over the entire Ringan:

Gong Yu Xingshi~

Repair my armor~

Walk with the son!

Union Central Hospital, calm was restored, temporary.

"Captain Wei, do you really want to do this?" Hong Caijun wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and now he is both respectful and afraid of the group of people in front of him.

"We need Ringan." Wei Yilin waved his hand as he spoke, and several soldiers wearing chemical protective suits began to load the infected people who had their teeth pulled out and their fingernails pryed onto the prisoner cart.

"If you hesitate any longer, the next one to lose control will be Ren'an." Although through the eyepiece of the gas mask, Wei Yilin's eyes were still cut like a blade, and Hong Caijun was "covered in bruises".

Wei Yilin is right, since the news of Yuyuan's discovery of the mutated Yao's father spread, it was like pushing the first domino, and new cases were reported one after another from all over the country, at first dozens of dozens, then hundreds and hundreds, and then later, even the numbers could not be counted, it was directly a certain town in a certain place out of control, and a certain city in a certain province out of control. And all of this happened in just seventy-two hours!

By then, rumors of the end of the world were no longer groundless, and the remarks of the Blood Worship Society were no longer criticized as heresy, and more and more people began to believe that a scene that had previously only been seen in novels and movies was slowly becoming a fact. Panicked people went to great lengths to gather supplies, flee their homes, and run to the rumored Garden of Eden.

Whether it is the barren and sparsely populated Tongyang and Eryan, or the rugged Bayan, Lanwen, or the miasma Jianping, the steamy Duyu, the yellow sand in the sky, the vast Weilong in the desert, the bitter cold Liao, the isolated Dongning, and even the snowy Kunlun, in short, no matter where it is, no matter how it has been evaluated in the history books, there are now thousands of troops and horses rushing to that end, this scene, even the great migration of animals on the African steppe should sigh to themselves.

Such a large-scale migration naturally greatly facilitated the spread of the virus, and also accelerated the fall of those places that were originally safe. The same situation also happened in those countries where infected people were found after the year, one after another, this side sang, that side appeared, in short, as long as the name of the place was changed, it was the most valuable report.

"Executive Hong, if Ren'an is also out of control, can you still sit firmly in your big leather chair?" Hong Caijun thought too much, so much that Liu Shimeng had lost the interest of waiting for him to figure it out, and after leaving this sentence, he waved his hand and signaled the convoy to set off. Soon, in the open space outside the central hospital, only Hong Caijun's lonely figure remained, standing under the street lamp that had not yet been extinguished.

In addition to having their teeth pulled out and wearing masks, some of these infected people will be pried off their fingernails, and some of them will be put into the scene of the deliberately created traffic accident at the intersection of the interhighway and disguised as mutated car drivers, and the other part will be changed into work clothes and put on the site of the new collapse of the railway, disguised as mutated construction workers.

"Sir, Commissioner Jia is invited." I don't know when the entourage who stepped forward handed over a mobile phone, and the screen of the mobile phone was emitting a white glow, illuminating Hong Caijun's pale face.