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A huge circular lifting platform slowly rises from the ground, and a brand-new "Vulture" helicopter is parked on a circular plane with a diameter of more than 20 meters. The departure order was given without warning, and much of the preparation work was not yet completed, and several ground crew members in yellow vests were busy on the platform, using the last time to replenish the aircraft with ammunition and fuel.

Yin Jie stood more than five meters away from the helicopter, raised his head, and silently stared at the blue sky above him that was expanding as the mechanical platform slowly rose.

This was an impromptu order to go.

Yin Jie didn't like this mission.

When he received the order, he had just stripped a woman naked, slit her throat with a knife, and carefully tasted the warm, sticky taste of blood. It took Yin Jie a lot of effort to win against that woman, although the other party looked average, but her figure was very good. The people above never cared about this kind of thing, and Yin Jie was very satisfied with the prey in hand. He even planned not to drain the blood all at once, but to leave some of it to make blood wine. This is also the method seen in an old book: blood blends honey and ferments it under certain conditions to produce blood wine with an alcohol component.

This is actually an alternative serum extraction process, and Yin Jie attaches great importance to texture and taste, and also wants to try to change some of the fixed recipes.

The mechanical platform was quickly raised to the ground. Looking around, Yin Jie unexpectedly found that this was a very empty square. In addition to the platform he was on, there were two other lifts that also appeared at the same time. Three mechanical platforms form a perfect equilateral triangle, all with the same configuration: a heavily armed military man, a helicopter with fuel and ammunition.

Yin Jie knew two other people, they were Yin Ping and Yin Gang, teammates in the same tactical team as himself.

Yin Ping is a woman.

God knows why so many people have the surname "Yin".

Yin Jie didn't remember that he had so many brothers and sisters.

Yin Wenhua stood in the middle of the three mechanical platforms, standing upright, which was a standard military style.

Despite his reluctance, Yin Jie took the initiative to walk over. Yin Ping and Yin Gang also walked over, and the three of them stood side by side and raised their hands to salute Yin Wenhua.

Yin Wenhua's eyes were clear, and his tone was steady: "Take a break!" Do you know what you're focusing on this time? ”

Yin Ping and Yin Gang nodded in unison, but Yin Jie frowned. He raised his right hand: "Sir, I don't understand, why did you arrange for us to do this mission?" ”

Yin Wenhua turned to the side and asked quietly, "What is your opinion?" ”

Looking at the gaze that forced him, Yin Jie's heart trembled slightly, but he still mustered up the courage to argue: "The mission order requires us to search for the missing person, and the approximate search scope is also delineated. I think it's a waste to hand it over to us. ”

Yin Wenhua stared at Yin Jie with the slightest change in his gaze, repeating the words he had just said: "Waste? ”

"Yes!"

Yin Jie suddenly felt a little frightened, feeling that he was firmly suppressed by a huge aura. But now, he couldn't turn back, so he could only continue to say: "We are strong warriors, we should stay in the base and be trained, so as to master more powerful combat skills." The search for the missing person should be left to the people below. For example, soldiers, or reservists. It takes a lot of time and effort, we have more important things to do, we shouldn't ......"

"Is that what you're trying to say?"

Yin Wenhua unceremoniously interrupted Yin Jie's speech. His face immediately became gloomy, and he took two steps forward, looking at Yin Jie from a very close distance, and the tips of the noses of the two of them were almost together.

Without any warning, Yin Wenhua suddenly swung out his right fist and hit Yin Jie hard in the face. He was caught off guard and was slammed over by a powerful force. This fist was so heavy that Yin Jie didn't even have time to scream, and he felt that his whole face was completely numb. As he struggled to get up from the ground, he found that everything in front of him was shaking. This is a temporary imbalance caused by vertigo, and Yin Jie has not forgotten his identity. He forced himself to stand firm, then limped to Yin Ping's side and rejoined the team.

Yin Ping and Yin Gang stood side by side, and they didn't dare to come out, but the corners of their eyes twitched slightly.

"Don't tell me any reason. I hate that stuff and I don't like the rules. ”

Yin Wenhua swept over the three people with a cold gaze, and there was a majesty in his mocking tone that could not be ignored: "While there is still a chance, if any of you are unwilling to carry out the order, get out." Don't think you'll be able to go back to where you were, I don't need waste, and I don't like dirty, lazy garbage. The incinerator looks like it's in need of a little fresh filler, which of you wants to try it in? ”

Beads of sweat rolled down Yin Jie's forehead.

He suddenly realized that he was really stupid. Especially those words that have been said before, it is simply an idiot who is arrogant to the extreme.

Fortunately, the chief gave me a chance.

"Remember your mission!"

Yin Wenhua increased his volume, ruthless and decisive: "Carefully search the area demarcated for you, and if you find any clues, you must report it immediately." If anyone dares to break it, I'll pull his bones out and use them as toys for those guys on the ground floor of the underground training grounds. I don't like to joke, and I hope you don't take my words for granted. One last word: I will give a good reward to those who obey and obey the order. ”

……

New Beijing Base, No. 27 Biological Laboratory.

All fellows have their own independent workspace. Chang Germany is no exception. This is his laboratory, and there are only four people who have the door lock code: Chang Defang himself, the head of the research department, and the commanders of the first and second bases in the field.

Since the last time he came in, Chang Defang has not gone out. Time flies, four days in the blink of an eye.

A six-meter-wide high-strength polyester bulletproof transparent partition divides the laboratory into two parts. Inside the enclosed sterile area is a multi-armed robot that can be controlled by a computer. This thing doesn't really count as a "human", it's just a machine that works on human instructions in a broad sense. It is powerful, with eight freely retractable folding metal arms that can be cut, torn, dissected, and immobilized at the request of the researchers.

The enclosed sterile area is brightly lit. Chang Defang stood in front of the huge transparent partition, his back bent, his white coat loosely worn on his body, his hands lowered, his lips slightly open in his accustomed way and angle, and he looked straight ahead with a dull expression.

A kinetic metal arm grabbed a monkey. That's the strongest bondage from start to finish. Mechanical hooks and leather pouches bind it tightly, locking the neck, arms, legs, feet, waist, shoulders and knees, as well as elbow joints, every possible problematic location. At first glance, the monkey looked like a specimen nailed to a white drawing board.

It's alive.

The monkey was rotting in some places, and its smooth fur was peeling off, revealing patches of pink mottled skin. Its eyes roll and its pupils are covered by thick eyelids. Although the neck is controlled, the mandible is still free. It kept opening and closing its lips, and yellow-green mucus gushed up from the depths of its throat again and again, slowly flowing down its body.

This is a monkey infected by a virus.

Everyone has a different level of luck.

After getting drunk that day, Chang Defang fell asleep in bed. When I wake up in the middle of the night, the anesthetic effect of alcohol on the brain has not yet been eliminated. He felt very uncomfortable and didn't want to sleep, so he went out for a walk...... Along the passage corridor, I went up the elevator and went all the way to the ground barracks.

It was very coincidental that Chang De encountered a group of soldiers who had been rescued from the outside city. He was smart and didn't take the initiative to ask, but hid by and took a closer look.

These people were clearly tired after a fierce battle, and they were not in good spirits. Chang German noticed that there were some damages on the outer wall of the rear cabin of the helicopter, and a little flesh and blood were sticking to it. Suddenly he had an idea, walked over quickly, and wiped his handkerchief in that place.

Curiosity and skepticism are both motivators that move things together.

Chang De never thought about changing anything. He just felt that there should be some kind of difference between the inside and outside of the base. Either way, it never hurts to try it more.

The flesh on the handkerchief contained another virus.

For a few days, Chang De and his state of excitement have been working. He tested the virus on rabbits, mice and monkeys, and the results were exactly the same, with all three animals mutating after being infected.

They are zombies, the kind of zombies that take over cities and feed on humans.

Chang Defang discovered an astonishing secret.

The virus samples provided by the base and the viruses that they quietly brought back from the helicopter are fundamentally two different things. Although there are similarities between the two, the former is more powerful and more tightly organized, almost an insoluble existence. As for the latter, its defects are obvious, and the way in which the infected cells move is completely limited by the host. As long as it is based on human serum, a vaccine can be made.

Chang Germany has not made any efforts to develop immunopharmaceutical agents. He knew very well that that kind of thing wasn't difficult. The molecular formula of the virus is obvious, and with a little time, any researcher on the base can do it.

Rabbits and mice infected with mutations have been cleaned up. The method of high-temperature disinfection also has an effect on the virus. Chang Defang left the monkey behind, but did not continue the next research work.

Two days have passed, and Chang Defang spends most of his time standing in front of the transparent partition in a daze.

Looking at the mutant monkey that was locked in and grinning with its teeth, Chang Defang couldn't help but cover his lips with his hands and let out an extremely frightened whimper from the depths of his throat.