The core personnel of the Tampa Institute were all on this plane, a total of 12 scientists, and there were nine crew members on board, including the captain, and 28 soldiers accompanying them. The passenger team of 49 people made the cabin of this Boeing passenger plane a little empty, and everyone sat very scattered, and most people chose the window position. The soldiers were slightly more concentrated, sitting at the front and rear ends of the passenger compartment.

The group of soldiers was from the Miami military base in Florida and was at the moment led by a major from the base. The entire military base originally had more than 5,000 soldiers, but the entire establishment collapsed after the mutation, and finally when Tampa regrouped, only 773 people remained, and the commander of the base, Major General Yorkson, was killed in the mutiny, and the leadership of the army is now concentrated in the hands of Colonel Dirk. On this mission to escort Dr. Mario and the others to Washington, the colonel did not personally go out, but assigned Major Jason to be in charge of the operation.

"Major, your phone", a soldier handed over the satellite phone.

Jason took the phone, and Colonel Dirk's voice came from inside.

"Jason, there's a new situation here," the colonel's voice was a little haggard, hoarse and anxious, "You can't land at the Tampa airport, the people sent to pick you up have sent back a new message, there is a zombie group approaching the outskirts of the Tampa city agglomeration from the direction of Orlando, and the number of zombies exceeds 30,000. ”

"Listen Jason," Major Jason's heavy breathing came from the other end of the line, and the colonel continued, "Tampa's defenses are not confident to withstand the arrival of this huge horde of zombies, and our soldiers are scattered across several refugee camps and research institutes, and their mobility is severely insufficient. Now I'm going to send someone to attract this horde of zombies in the town of Lydorf and guide them to the west of Tallaha, this plan doesn't have a high success rate, but it's worth a try. In order to ensure the safety of the people on board, I want your plane to land somewhere else, this place is up to you, and I have only one request, to ensure the safety of all scientific researchers as much as possible. ”

"Roger, Colonel."

"You and your teammates can sacrifice when necessary, for the sake of America."

"For America's sake, Colonel, please wait for me to come back at the door in Tampa." Jason hung up the phone and grabbed a military map from his backpack.

The Major searched the map carefully, then got up and walked towards the cockpit.

Opening the cockpit door, the captain and co-pilot are inside to control the aircraft. After explaining the situation in Tampa to the captain, Jason asked the captain to change course, and the landing location of the plane was adjusted from Tampa to West Palm Beach Airport.

The Boeing plane spun in an arc in the air toward a new destination.

West Palm Beach Airport is located on the east coast of the country and is a Florida resort where millions of tourists from all over the world come every year to enjoy this Miami-style beach.

The plane descended slowly, and Dr. Mario saw the beautiful golden coastline from his window.

"Major, aren't we going back to Tampa?" The Doctor approached Jason and asked, "How do you land in West Palm Beach?" ”

Jason motioned for Dr. Mario to sit down first, and then relayed what Colonel Dirk had said on the phone. There was a brief commotion on the plane, and after the commotion calmed down, everyone turned their attention to Jason, the person in charge of the escort operation.

"We're going to land in West Palm Beach, which is the closest airport to Tampa. We then head to a secret base near Miami, where we wait for further news from Tampa. ”

"Major, how far is the secret base from West Palm Beach?" One researcher asked.

"40 km."

"Oh my God, how do we get there?"

"I'll find the right transportation for everyone," Jason reassured.

"If ......", Dr. Martin suddenly spoke, "If the zombie horde is not drawn to the west direction of Tallaha, Tampa does not resist it......"

"Rest assured, my team and I will protect everyone as they move to the new shelter." Jason said solemnly, "I promise." ”

When the plane landed, Jason and his team took the lead to go down and dredge and clean up the runway. The soldiers put silencers on their muzzles, and it didn't take much effort for the elite, with the best equipment in the world, to take control of an area around the plane.

Members of the Tampa Institute and crew got out of the plane, followed the soldiers, and moved towards the nearby terminal area.

West Palm Beach Airport is 40 kilometers away from the secret base that Jason said and about 50 kilometers from Miami, which is on the outskirts of Miami's metropolitan area. However, very few people know about it, and on ordinary maps, it is an agricultural area, which is only marked on special military maps.

Half of the fuselage of an airplane was embedded in the second floor of the terminal, and the wings of the plane had broken off and hung down on the ground. There are a lot of corpses outside the terminal, and there are many zombies wandering nearby, the airport's guide car is parked nearby, and the zombies pressed under the wheels squirm a few times from time to time, and the skin of the zombies under the scorching sun becomes dry and shrunk, which makes the whole body of the zombies look smaller.

Jason led the group towards the bus parking area next to the terminal, where dozens of buses are parked and usually serve as shuttles to the beach hotel.

There were traces of a fire in the bus parking area, almost half of the cars were burned into empty shells, some bodies were charred in the fire, and the smell of burning was still in the air.

Jason finds two buses in good condition and tells everyone to go up in two teams. The bus left the airport and took Route 106. Route 106 is 374 kilometers long and connects several major cities between Miami and Jacksonville. This highway is very famous in the United States because it runs along the coastline of the east coast of Florida.

At the moment, the road is in very bad condition, and there is no end in sight to the endless traffic jam on the road. Many cars were squeezed off the road, and some of them still had burn marks. Groups of zombies roamed the highway, and the ground was littered with garbage and human corpses.

The bus drove past the knocked down zombies, and everyone felt a jolt. The soldiers sat by the window, vigilantly observing their surroundings, while Jason stood by the front door of the first bus, observing the road.

The car drove from the road to the road, and sometimes back onto the road, and the soldiers in the car did everything they could to avoid the obstacles in front of them. Some zombies began to follow behind the car, and the zombies on both sides of the highway were attracted by the car and followed the car in the direction of Miami. A soldier shoots at the zombies behind the car, but his companion stops him and motions for him to save his bullets.

Affected by the road conditions, the speed of the car was not fast, and Dr. Mario looked at the beach not far from the road, and some memories came back to him.

Usually every summer, Mario would bring his wife Susan and daughter Jessica to vacation here, and the family of three spent many happy holidays in West Palm Beach.

The scenery outside the window becomes familiar and unfamiliar, Susan and Jessica went to their grandmother's house in Atlanta before the change, and now they can't contact Mario, Mario's heart is full of concern for Susan and Jessica.

The car stopped suddenly, and several people in front of them were being chased by zombies, and the woman who fell at the end was about to be pounced on by a zombie, and a dull gunshot sounded in Dr. Mario's ears, and the zombie who pounced on the woman splashed a blood flower on his head, and fell to the ground forward, and the zombie behind him stepped on its body and continued to chase the person running in front.