Ye Ke shuttled between the scrapped vehicles, his heart sank to the bottom, and the blockade line several kilometers long was almost soaked in water.

He walked all the way and counted at least fifty people who were sick, some from a cold and fever after the rain, and some from complications caused by a cold.

This is only what he saw, the blockade line is so long, even if the number of patients only accounts for one-tenth of the base, it is hundreds or thousands.

There are no medicines, no adequate food, not to mention hygienic conditions. Men and women, young and old, all huddled in the carriage, curled up in various postures, their clothes were basically in a semi-wet state, and a few people, looking for a slightly drier place, lying on the ground, already dying, with more air coming out than air in.

These are already sick before it rains, and they are single, and the end can be imagined.

It is foreseeable that the outbreak of the flu will only be a matter of time, and maybe tomorrow he will wake up, where he is standing now, and with every breath, he will inhale several different epidemic germs.

The golden light pierced the clouds and shone on his body, Ye Ke put his hand on the pergola, looked up at the spotless sky, and the sun pierced him and he couldn't open his eyes.

If you didn't die at school, do you want to die here?

"How?"

"It's very bad, if there is no medicine to support it, it won't be long before at least half of the people here will get sick, and in the end, I don't know how many people will survive." When he returned to his room, he pulled up a random bench and sat down.

Several people were silent, they had managed to escape here, and this was not what they wanted.

"Then let's go in one direction, maybe there will be a turnaround?" An Le looked at the few of them and said softly in an uncertain tone.

People are inert and lucky, compared to others, their current living environment is already the best, and the outbreak of illness is not a matter of a few of them.

If Ye Ke was the group of people outside now, he would definitely pull out his legs and leave, but unfortunately, he was not, so he hesitated, he needed to weigh the gains and losses.

If you stay here, the chance of survival may not exceed 10%, the only variable is the army behind the high wall, where are you going to go? I don't know, will I encounter danger? Definitely.

"It depends!" He covered his face with his hands, very troubled.

Since just now, Yihe has been constantly moving stones from the outside of the house to the inside, forming a circle, and then finding some small stones and placing them in the middle of the circle.

"What are you going to do?" An Le looked at her, very puzzled, it's all this time, do you still want to play at home?

"Make a fire! Don't you feel bad? "The wooden house is very easy to get damp when it rains, but fortunately this is a new house, it is not so serious, but it can make the place to live a little more comfortable, why not?

It's just that she looked at her stone formation, and was a little worried, what to use to make a fire?

"Wait for me in a moment." Ye Ke got up and went out, asked for a machete from a younger brother, and found an abandoned car nearby, a five-seater car, at least seven or eight people were stuffed, it was cold, and it was warm when it was crowded.

"Come out!" He knocked on the co-pilot's door with the blade of the knife, and the little couple who snuggled together glanced at him, and then at the bright machete in his hand, and opened the door a little reluctantly and walked down, and the people sitting in other positions just looked at it coldly, not daring to speak, Ye Ke swept it over, and several people lowered their heads.

"Big brother! My girlfriend she's sick and you ......"

"Are you still holding so tightly when you're sick?" Love, is it that the other party is sick, it's okay, I'll just hold you, and when you infect me, I'll accompany you.

The woman next to the young man did look a little uncomfortable, leaning on his shoulder, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Ye Kecai didn't care if your girlfriend was sick or not, besides, your girlfriend was sick, and she didn't do anything to me, so she cut open the cushion with a knife, tore a few sponges down, and found a few pieces of cardboard in the abandoned corner.

The main material for burning was made of a chair, and after smashing them on the ground, he used a knife to cut them into small wooden strips, and the little brother on the side watched his precious machete being used to chop wood, and his whole heart was dripping blood, but on the surface he had to pretend that he didn't care.

When the fire was lit, the whole room was filled with the smell of sponge burning, which was not too cool, and the fire gradually stabilized by adding firewood and blowing wind, and the humidity in the room was gradually dispersed.

"Take your clothes off! I'll bake it for you. ”

"It's okay, I'll just wear a roast." His clothes and pants are still moist, and in this kind of weather, wet clothes will never become dry if they are left for half a night.

Ye Ke stood by the fire, roasted in front, turned around, and roasted his back, warm and comfortable.

However, when he saw An Yihe's eyes, he silently took off his clothes and pants, and squatted beside the fire with his legs crossed.

Every time he saw the flame burning, Ye Ke always had a sense of unreality, there was a myth in China that Fuxi gave fire and people took fire, and in the West there was a legend that Prometheus stole fire for mankind, and he couldn't help but touch this magical substance.

When the firewood burns and there is only a pile of ashes left, Yihe wraps the stones with a handkerchief and puts them under the quilt.

"You sleep for a while, I'll call you something." The two leaned together last night, and she could feel that Ye Ke hadn't slept much at all.

"No need, didn't you have much rest last night, I'll go to Wu Liang and have something to tell him." He put on his baked clothes, pulled the door and walked out.

At this time of day, or even earlier, someone should have brought food, but today there was no movement, and his intuition told him that something should have happened.

After staying here for two or three days, he also figured out what was going on with Zhou Yan, Ye Ke didn't mind being used as a gun by others, as long as there were enough benefits, Wu Liang should be glad that he did it.

Behind the high wall.

During the Three Kingdoms, there were 700 miles of company camps, and now the situation outside is not much worse, the only difference is that he is not as stupid as Liu Bei, who stationed the camp in the mountains and forests, but divides the area well.

The night before the outbreak of infection, the 317th Division suddenly received an urgent order to blockade the city of S, and a steady stream of troops and materials were delivered to their destinations.

When people woke up the next morning, they were already in a "cage".

Li Xianzong is the commander of the 317th Division, with the rank of colonel, but he is sitting in the tent at the moment, but he is a little worried.

He had just walked around the wall, and a deep sense of powerlessness had struck him in his heart. The people inside the walls are the people they once swore to protect, but just to maintain the material expenses of more than 10,000 people in the barracks, they are already overstretched, and every meal is more than 10,000 mouths waiting to eat, and no amount of food is enough.

Fortunately, they were preparing for a protracted war from the beginning, and a lot of supplies were delivered, but what they needed most now was food and medicine.

Because the problem of material supply was not taken into account, the drugs were not listed in the list of necessary supplies, and if necessary, it would be good to apply for transfer directly from the rear.

After all, no one has the habit of hoarding medicines, but they also didn't expect that the problem of supply disruption would occur.

"How much do we have in stockpiles of medicines?"

"There are very few, except for the two health companies that accompany them, there are almost no reserves, and they bring all the medicines urgently needed for the march, and there are not many that can effectively treat fever and cold."

"Ordered to gather all the medicines."

"Sir, many of our warriors are sick too." The adjutant standing next to Li Xianzong was actually very conflicted in his heart.

"Clean out the best and cleanest tents, let the sanitation company carry out a full disinfection, prepare hot water and quilts, and sweat them." There are still certain conditions in the barracks, if it's just a common cold, maybe it's good to sweat, anyway, there are so many earthworks, try them one by one!

"Yes." The adjutant was a little helpless, so he could only take the order and go out.

He brought out these soldiers, and even if it was the end of the day, he wanted to bring them back without a bad time.

"By the way, how did the fifty-man squad go?" The 50-member team was proposed by Li Xianzong, and they walked out of the barracks and went to the local clinic and some small villages in the surrounding area to collect medicines and supplies.

There are three teams, a total of 153 people, and each team will be accompanied by an additional hygienist. These 153 places are all voluntary registration, and if the number of applicants is not enough, he will personally select them.

"It's ready, ready to go." The adjutant replied in a sonorous and forceful tone.

All the soldiers who participated in this operation, almost with a mortal mentality, were able to occupy the perimeter of S City because of the fact that at the very beginning, heavy weapons were delivered, and they avoided underground gas pipelines, blew up several main roads, and erected a wire wall near the barracks.

They trapped the people of the city, however, the truth is that they were also trapped by the city.

If you just go to a small township and be cautious, the chances of survival are still very high.

"Let the food group prepare a good meal for them."

"Yes! Sir! The adjutant leaned on his legs, straightened up, touched his temple with his middle finger, gave a standard military salute, and turned to leave the tent.

"Alas~" Li Xianzong held his forehead and sighed, he was already fifty-two, and he had passed most of his life, and he never thought that such a thing would happen.

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