Section 132 Distress Communication

The road is full of cars.

Huang swore he had never seen so many vehicles crammed together in his life.

Even if the scene of being blocked by various vehicles on the highway during the National Day holiday is impassable, it will never be as terrible as the scene we see now.

They were all huddled together, back and forth, colliding, squeezing, rolling over, and turning upside down...... In short, as long as you can imagine any type of car accident scene, you can find the corresponding version here.

The cause of the accident was a white "Buick" sedan. Several walking corpses were wrenched in the wheels, and the flesh stuck to the tires, causing the vehicle to lose friction distance from the ground. The vehicles following behind couldn't stop and crashed into it.

It makes no difference whether it's an expensive luxury car worth millions or a cheap vehicle that can be bought for tens of thousands of dollars. The owner of the car will not grab the other party and shout and scold because of the loss, and the money is not worth mentioning in the face of death threats.

The most terrifying are the buses that are full of passengers. The doors were closed and the windows were kept closed. As many as dozens or hundreds of walking corpses walked back and forth in the carriage. They smash their arms and legs around the car, trying to break free and get outside. The long bus was stuck at both ends by other vehicles, still being pushed and rocking in place by this force. Fortunately, there were so many cars on the road that it was caught in the middle and couldn't tip over.

Huang He and the others quickly approached the overturned police car. The officer in the driver's seat has mutated and the seat belt is immobilizing him. Looking at the fresh food at hand, he could only open his tattered mouth and let out a hollow and useless cry of hunger.

Huang He hardened his heart, clenched the assault rifle with a muffler installed in both hands, aimed it at his eyebrows, and pulled the trigger hard.

According to the order issued by the city bureau, from last week, all police officers in the city must be on duty with guns. The reason why Qi Yuanchang stopped here was to see if there were any survivors in the police car, and on the other hand, to collect the bullets on the dead police officers.

From the early hours of the morning to now, only at noon, ammunition was replenished once at the neighboring police station.

Now, Qi Yuanchang, Huang He, and the other two police officers have a total of less than 200 rounds of ammunition left.

A Type 92 pistol was found, twenty-one pistol rounds.

On the sidewalk dozens of meters away, several walking corpses were eating around the body of a dead policeman.

There are too many of them. Further afield, there are hundreds of walking corpses in motion. They staggered back and forth on the dirty ground, looking for anything they could use as food. They are clothed and constantly swaying in the sun's rays. There are men, there are women, there are old people and children. This shows that the virus infection is not just a specific group, but includes all strata of society and all walks of life. Viruses do not select infected individuals through wealth, they only need fresh hosts, and they need to be able to make their powerful infections attach to life.

The Yellow River did not attack the walking corpses on the sidewalk.

Doing so will attract more walking corpses.

Moreover, it is not possible to determine whether there were still bullets on the deceased police officers. If the amount gained is much less than the attack cost, then the real gain outweighs the loss.

Qi Yuanchang had been sitting in the cab, closely observing the movements around him.

Along the way, no survivors were found.

The virus is spreading so fast that it's much faster than you think.

Of course, the words "not found" are obviously somewhat absolute.

In fact, along the way, the number of survivors is not small.

However, Qi Yuanchang had no time at all, or should it be said that there was no opportunity to help them.

All survivors were besieged by the walking dead.

In a small restaurant, Qi Yuanchang led the team to rescue three people, and found that they were all bitten to varying degrees. In desperation, Qi Yuanchang could only order them to be abandoned.

Someone ran on the road and called for help, Qi Yuanchang immediately stopped and shot at the walking corpse that followed behind. By the time the man was saved, he had mutated, and in turn, bit the officer who had reached out and pulled him up from the ground.

At the door of a hotel, I met dozens of citizens who had fled from the neighborhood. There are a lot of people, and the car can't fit it. Just when Qi Yuanchang contacted the command center and asked for support, a "Chang'an" mini car drove from behind. The bloodied driver, screaming "Comrade police help me" and stumbling down. He had already had an arm cut off by the walking corpses, and at least eight walking corpses had burst out of the carriage.

It was supposed to be a black car operating without a license.

The survivors who had just gathered were scattered in an instant. Qi Yuanchang didn't care so much, and shot while letting Huang He start the engine of the police car. I don't know if it was bad luck or a sudden change that disrupted the plan, and not a single citizen climbed into the police car. They were all running where they felt safe, and they were dealing with the walking corpses in the way they felt safe. In the end, no one managed to escape the area.

Qi Yuanchang had a fire in his heart.

He tried to save people, but he couldn't save anyone.

Not only that, but a lot of bullets were wasted.

You have to go back to the police. There are security measures there, there are large stocks of ammunition and weapons. As long as there is a unified command, some citizens can be rescued more or less.

Communication is cut off, and driving through a chaotic city is no less than single-handedly dealing with hundreds of walking corpses.

Qi Yuanchang took over the job of the driver of the Yellow River and drove through the streets and alleys. At this time, there is no way to manage so much. Whether it's a green belt or a sidewalk, as long as you can drive through it, it can be used as a road.

The huge cross symbol of the 29th People's Hospital appeared in the distance. Glancing at the street blocked by countless vehicles, Qi Yuanchang flicked the steering wheel hard, intending to bypass the side path.

At this time, a clear female voice came from the car intercom that had been on.

"We are at the 29th People's Hospital, asking for help. Repeat, we are in the 29th People's Hospital, if anyone hears, please help us. ”

Qi Yuanchang stepped on the brakes hard, and the heavy rubber tires made a harsh grinding sound on the ground, bringing out a black brake mark more than ten meters away, and the car stopped steadily on the road.

Someone sent a distress signal.

Qi Yuanchang turned his head from the driver's seat, looked at Huang He and the others sitting in the back compartment, and asked in a rough voice: "How is it, can you save them?" ”

He used an inquiring tone, not the usual commanding tone.

Things have come to this point, and everyone understands the dangers.

No one knows where the source of the virus infection is, and no one knows how to deal with it. Of the six team members who came out with Qi Yuanchang in the early hours of the morning, only Huang He and one other person were now left. As for the fourth police officer, he was also rescued from the middle of the road.

No one wants to die, everyone wants to live.

Qi Yuanchang knew very well that he had no right to decide this kind of thing at all.

Therefore, he gives the power of choice to others.

Huang He and the others looked at each other, and they all saw confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.

What to do?

Is it watching the rescuers being engulfed in walking corpses?

Or do you fight with your last strength to give them hope? Then, I was completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming mass of corpses.

The Yellow River did not speak. He frowned, carefully scerting the voice coming from the intercom.

It was clear that the caller was a woman.

Huang He felt that this voice was very familiar, and he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

No one spoke, Qi Yuanchang secretly shook his head in his heart, and opened his mouth to say, "Otherwise!" Divide the bullets on each of you in half and leave you in the car waiting for me. I'll go in and see what's going on. If you can......"

"Wait!"

Huang He raised his right hand and made a silent movement, and at the same time interrupted Qi Yuanchang's words, and said uncertainly: "Captain, I seem to know this person." ”

"You know?"

Qi Yuanchang was a little surprised, and then shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense. I know you have an old classmate at Twenty-Nine Hospital. But he's a man. The one who is asking for help now is clearly a woman. ”

The Yellow River is not arguing either. He bent his waist, passed through the obstacles between the compartment partitions, sat in the co-pilot's seat, picked up the intercom, pressed the call button, and asked in a very rough tone: "That, Liu Tianming is not there?" ”

The female voice on the intercom fell silent. After a while, Huang He's familiar voice came: "I'm Liu Tianming." Why, are you the Yellow River? Are you nearby? ”

A smile bloomed on Huang He's rough face: "It's right next to your hospital." I just heard that voice a little familiar, like your girlfriend? ”

Huang He met Zheng Xiaoyue, and the two of them said a few words. Memories are vague, but they are not entirely unfamiliar.

Liu Tianming's voice was very clear in the intercom: "There are three of us, none of us were injured or bitten. Can you help us? ”

Before Huang He opened his mouth, Qi Yuanchang had already snatched the intercom from his hand: "There are not many of us, and the bullets are running out." Do you have any good plans? ”

Liu Tianming's answer was short and crisp: "As long as you answer at the gate of the hospital." The distance we rushed out of it should be able to handle it. It's just that the movement can't be too big, and if you are besieged by the walking corpses, it will be troublesome. ”

That's what Liu Tianming is worried about.

There are a lot of cars in the hospital parking lot, but he doesn't have the keys, and he doesn't have the special skill of smashing the car dashboard and igniting it directly with the line in the movie. If there is no vehicle and no one to cover, even if you escape from the hospital, your over-consumed body will not be able to cope with the crowd of corpses that surround you.

As long as someone is outside in a car to answer you, it's different.

At the speed of a walking corpse, it can't outrun the wheels of a car no matter what.

Qi Yuanchang looked at the watch on his wrist and asked seriously, "How long will it take for you guys to come out?" ”

Liu Tianming calculated the time, and quickly calculated the distance between the broadcasting room and the hospital gate: "Eight minutes, it should be enough." ”