Chapter XXXVIII: The Outbreak of the Last Days 4
Nowadays, the convenience of communication has become an indispensable tool for human beings.
You can learn to cook by looking at your phone, learn a foreign language with your phone, communicate with your family, and the problem of distance seems to be much closer.
However, in the same way, the proximity of distance also spreads unwarranted terror.
The whole city panicked, and the fleeing crowd drove out of the city in all these vehicles. And many of these places have been infected, car accidents, and so on.
Desperate hearts are more heart-wrenching than congested cars.
Soon, a group of people in black uniforms appeared in the crowd.
Heavily armed troops and even rare helicopters appeared over the city.
The radio sounded in the air, "xxx inform, all citizens are calm and do not panic." Please go home and wait for the next notification. Attention to all citizens, receiving XXX notice ......"
The soldiers who constantly joined the crowd killed the zombies that suddenly appeared on the ground.
It successfully saved the lives of the citizens, and at the same time brought them peace of mind.
"Mom!" A little girl looked at her mother, who was still standing beside her, for some reason, why she was suddenly killed.
She screamed, attracting the attention of those around her.
The mother who fell to the ground widened her abnormal eyes, and she looked like a zombie.
The little girl's surroundings quickly became a vacuum.
"As soon as I opened it, I saw that something was wrong with her. It was said that after being bitten and turning into a zombie in three minutes at most, that woman had been standing by my side for at least ten minutes. Another woman with a child looked at the crying girl and spoke for the passers-by.
"Alas, poor boy."
Some people listened to the radio and made a comment when they were about to go home.
Many have responded to the broadcast to return to their homes.
The soldiers' movements just now had already made them see that even if they wanted to get out of the city, it was impossible. It's even more dangerous to stay on the street.
"Husband, what should we do?" A young couple watched as everyone else around them began to evacuate, and the young woman hesitated.
"We will see the situation, and we will get out of the city in a while." The husband of a veteran gamer couldn't trust anyone at all, and thought it would be better to take his wife and flee to the countryside for refuge.
"But no one can take us out?" The young woman looked around and saw that the car that had taken them out had already started.
Today's buses simply don't stop properly. Once out of the car, it can be difficult to find a car that is willing to take them.
"Why don't we go back first?" The young woman looked hesitantly at the people around her, standing on the street, and her heart panicked.
"Out of town, we must get out." Although gamers are itchy about the proposal to go home, they are even more uncertain about zombies.
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There are not a few people like them who are waiting for the opportunity to get out. No matter how much the army tried to persuade them, they did not return for various reasons.
This causes congestion to the car, and it prolongs the time.
Gradually, the crowd of people who were anxiously waiting to go out noticed that something was wrong.
This time the congestion has been caused for a whole day.
It's still hard to move.
The soldiers who assisted were not traffic policemen, and seeing that their group insisted on waiting to leave, they could only leave here to carry out the order when persuasion failed.
Support is needed everywhere, but the number of police officers that can be deployed is limited.
In many places, it is often a street with only two policemen and two soldiers.
The battle soon began.
Gunfire rang out everywhere.
All the armed forces used to contain this catastrophe are worrying.
The rate of infection is so fast that the situation seems to be slowly spiraling out of control.
"Call, Squad CF890 requests emergency support. Call, CF890 for emergency support......" A soldier shouted over a walkie-talkie, with only one companion left around him.
When he called for help, that companion had already been sacrificed, and despair struck instantly.
He closed his eyes and looked at the zombies rushing towards him.
Bang!
A loud crash suddenly sounded in front of him.
When he opened his eyes, a car escorting the prisoner knocked the zombie in front of him into the air, and in the car, a prisoner got down and aimed an axe at the zombie's head, cutting off one by one.
The armed police on the other side came down later, rushed in front of him with the same sharp weapon, and dealt with the zombies.
The girl in the back watched for a long time, took the weapon in her hand, and tried to rush forward cautiously, but before she could finish solving one, she was chased by the zombies who were still alive.
The frightened girl threw away the knife in her hand and ran screaming.
The support of his companions instantly gave him strength. He immediately rushed over and dealt with the zombie chasing the girl.
"Be careful!"
Before the soldier could figure it out, he heard shouts from the upstairs behind him.
As soon as he looked up, a zombie that fell from the sky fell to the ground, falling to pieces, and it looked like he was not far from death, but the virus was haunting, and he wanted to struggle to get up and bite.
"Well, what's the matter with you? High-altitude throwing objects is very dangerous, do you know it? After solving the zombie, Wei Zizhou looked at the zombie on the ground, and immediately saw that the zombie's hands were wrapped in tape, and his mouth was also sealed with tape.
As a police officer, his responsibility for educating the citizens arose.
Wearing a prison uniform, he taught the people upstairs a lesson.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I don't have a way to deal with these zombies! …… Oops! Officer Wei! ”
The man upstairs just apologized embarrassedly to the people below, and immediately saw that it was Wei Zizhou who was talking to him. He was immediately excited.
"Officer Wei! Officer Wei! You're really Officer Wei! ”
The man shouted excitedly.
The little soldier looked at him with excitement comparable to shouting at Grandpa Bi, and turned his head to look at the man in prison uniform.
Where is the other party sacred?