One, four, five, quit the wrong person (3)

"Isn't that a common occurrence?" Lei Yan suddenly remembered the bloody scene of Mike, the king of Great Qin, chopping the corpses of prisoners on the execution table, and said to Theresa with a sigh, "We haven't met many people along the way," Theresa nodded, pouring herself a beer and didn't say anything more.

"Is it particularly easy for such an iron-blooded community to survive?" After Lei Yan toasted a glass of beer with everyone, he asked the commissioner.

"You guessed it," the commissioner put down his glass, nodded at Lei Yan, and said, "The people who make up these iron-blooded communities are basically military-trained personnel, so they are extremely combative," the commissioner hooked his arm, representing strength, and said, "They later grew and grew, from small communities to large communities, from large communities to small countries, and finally eliminated the armed forces of other communities, and they were the ones who fought for the world." ”

"In the end, there are seven of the most militarily powerful countries in this land," Theresa chimed in, "and how did the wartime emergency system develop in each country after the political situation was relatively stable?" ”

"The background of the seven countries has been clarified just now," the commissioner opened another bottle of beer, and said to everyone while handing it to Lei Yan, "Basically, they are all developed from iron-blooded communities, and naturally they also carry the disease control system of iron-blooded communities," the commissioner sighed, turned the empty wine glass in front of him, and said, "After all, although a country has been established, countries are helpless against the virus that makes the dead become zombies." ”

"So is it better to abandon or kill the seriously wounded and the sick?" Theresa clinked glasses with the chief beside her, frowned and asked, "This is unacceptable, I think sooner or later everyone will not be able to stand it, and then they will all escape." ”

"You're really right," Lei Yan poured wine for the commissioner, who looked at the beer in the cup, nodded, and said to Theresa, "The country continues to use the previous personnel management system, which makes the people complain, plus some people with ulterior motives provoke, and the citizens of various countries keep marching and protesting," the commissioner watched Lei Yan pour himself wine and continued, "There has also been a large loss of citizens. ”

"yes, if I run away too," Skeleton said to the commissioner, looking at the "fart spirit" and the others, "If someone takes care of me outside, I can at least live a few more days." ”

"It's a devastating feeling of abandonment," the chief said to the commissioner, sipping a slice of meat.

"So the countries are forced to reform the management system of the wounded," the commissioner touched the glass with Lei Yan, drank the beer in the cup, put down the cup, and said to everyone, "From the original abandoned shooting to isolated observation, this is the current injury monitoring system," the commissioner said with a wry smile, "With the monitoring system, various countries have gradually stabilized, and it is the way it is now, you have also seen it." ”

"By the way, at the hospital that night," the "fart spirit" put down the chicken feet in his hand and asked the commissioner, "What did that weird big guy who stared at you at the door?" Do you know each other? ”

"yes, it looks like he's supervising you, like a killer," Theresa nodded to the commissioner, "and the attitude behind us has turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and we are all confused, where did he come from?" ”

"He's a wrongdoer, he's a member of the MIA," the commissioner explained to the crowd, clasping his hands together, "I'm also from the MIA, and he's an old colleague of mine." ”

"Wow, old colleague," "Skeleton" said in surprise, "Look at the way he looks at you, he is clearly here to kill you, he doesn't say anything about it, and he doesn't even say a word to you." ”

"Quit the wrong person?" Lei Yan listened in silence for a long time, and asked the commissioner a little puzzled, "What does this mean?" ”

"A kind of personnel setting that is matched with the monitoring system," the commissioner looked at his hands and said, "Their task is to monitor whether the personnel within their monitoring area are seriously injured or seriously ill, to prevent the injured from concealing the true situation, and if they are found, they will immediately report to the relevant state departments," the commissioner said with a wry smile, "What you saw that day was my wrong person, I was injured and went to the hospital, and he rushed over as soon as possible to see how my situation was, and whether I should be isolated for treatment." ”

"Is it very powerful to quit the wrong person?" The chief pursed his lips and said, "That guy felt like he was holding the power of life and death in your hands, and that bastard should have a smacked face, alas! ”

"Usually they don't have special powers," the commissioner said, "and their task is usually to supervise, and only when something goes wrong with the supervised, like me," the commissioner pointed to his wounded shoulder, and continued, "It is only when you quit wrong that you have power, and as you can see, he decides my life and death." ”

"Alas!" Hearing this, Lei Yan, "Fart Spirit" and other five people who had seen the concentration camp all sighed at the same time, Theresa and the chief were beside them, looking at Lei Yan and the others for a while, and looking at the commissioner who shook his head for a while, I only felt that what the commissioner said was a little inexplicable, and I didn't feel that falling into the hands of the wrong person was a matter of life and death.

"If you are isolated, you will be isolated," the chief didn't know what it meant to be isolated, looking at the silent Lei Yan and the others, the acting commissioner was dissatisfied and asked the commissioner puzzled, "Is it so awesome to be a little wrong person?" ”

"Can a person who quit the wrong person control many people?" Theresa poured herself a beer and threw her own question at the commissioner, "It just feels like he's powerful." ”

"A person who has taken the wrong precept can't control a few people, he just has a lot of power over me," the commissioner looked at Theresa, and explained to the chief, "Being quarantined was originally nothing, but the system is getting stricter and stricter, and now as long as you are isolated, it is almost a life of nine deaths," the commissioner pouted with a wry smile and continued, "So the person you saw who had the wrong precept that day, he could decide whether I was quarantined or not by his own judgment, which was equivalent to deciding whether I lived or I died." ”

"But no one protested or objected?" The chief still didn't think there was anything terrible about being quarantined, and then asked the commissioner, "Didn't anyone censor it?" ”

"Yes, but it's useless," the commissioner said with a wry smile, "not because he doesn't have a gun. It's okay for you to protest, but what about the solution? The commissioner paused for a moment, looked at everyone and said, "No, as long as there is a zombie virus, other methods are ineffective, and protests are pale." ”

"Then can you choose to leave," Theresa took a piece of sausage and said to the commissioner lightly, "It's no longer in Dayan, it won't affect you, you don't have to be afraid, will you still be quarantined like this?" ”

"What you think is too simple, one is that you can't leave, and the other is that you can't leave," the commissioner smiled helplessly at Theresa, picked up the wine bottle, and explained to Theresa while pouring wine for Lei Yan beside him, "It's still a small group of people who are isolated, most of them have lived in this modern big city for a long time, who wants to go back to the barbaric and primitive past, without any security?" The commissioner glanced at Theresa, then poured himself a drink, and continued, "Could it be that in the wild, where there are zombies everywhere, without food and water, and without military support, it will be easier to survive in the wilderness than in the city, and the survival rate will be higher?" ”