The iron door could no longer hold back the pressure of the many living corpses, and the metal deadbolt was broken!

The zombie horde gushed out of the door like a flood, and the three of them were forced to a corner of the rooftop, with no way out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the residential building is only three stories high, it is certain that you will not die or be injured if you jump into it. Before you can get up, the zombies around you are afraid that they have already surrounded you.

Ning Fan watched you scramble for me, lining up towards the corpses rushing towards him, and only hated that he didn't have a heavy machine gun in his hand - at this time, I'm afraid that only heavy machine guns and death-breaking rays could save him.

"Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! ”

Dense and violent gunfire came from behind him, and the menacing corpses in front of him suddenly began to explode blood everywhere, like blood flowers blooming one after another.

On the ground of the rooftop, a row of impact points from near to far can be seen with the naked eye, and the bullets hitting the ground have smashed the rooftop into broken bricks and dust.

The sound of the wind breaking from the rotation of the helicopter wings came from behind the three people, and the huge wind and waves formed by the reaction force of the main wings blew the three people who couldn't open their eyes, and a strong light shot directly, and they vaguely saw the army green figure.

The PLA is coming.

4:28 a.m. The 1st Integrated Division of the 3rd Military Region of the Republic entered the city of Zhengzhou.

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In the east of Zhengzhou City, located near National Highway 103, which leads directly to Zhengzhou, the field troops quickly set up a temporary front-line headquarters, with wide dark green tents and information transfer vehicles constantly sending and receiving communication information from all channels.

"Bring up the straight-10 image." A staff officer ordered.

The information officer in the car nodded, and brought the perspective of the infrared camera attached to the helicopter to an information screen in the car.

Soon, the streets, residential buildings, and commercial centers of the western district of Jeongju were clearly displayed, following the movement of the helicopter, playing a real-time overlook of the western district of Jeongju.

From time to time, crimson figures appear in the picture, wandering the streets in a strange walking posture, and some of them chase after the light red figures visible in the field of vision at an astonishing speed, and after a pounce, the two figures overlap together, and they can't see the movements clearly, but after a few minutes, the light red figure gradually darkens in color, and also steps on strange steps, blending into the crimson army.

This is a far-infrared thermal imager attached to the camera, the dark red people are living corpses, and the light red ones are ordinary citizens.

Peng Zhiping stood aside, his brows furrowed, in one night, the number of zombies counted in the visible field of vision in the entire Western District had exceeded a thousand.

And this number is fortunate because of the late night, most of the residents are located indoors to rest, it will be much safer than outdoors, there is no virus receptor, and the source of infection carried by zombies has nowhere to spread, and the people who are unfortunately bitten are mainly from nightclubs and KTV.

Peng Zhiping couldn't help but be secretly afraid that if it was a virus that broke out during the day, pedestrians rubbed shoulders on the busy streets, and at this time, let a zombie rush into the crowd, what the situation would look like, it was unimaginable.

If the lesion occurs during the day, the army simply does not have time to assemble and determine the battle plan.

The general looked at the innocent residents on the screen who were knocked down by zombies as soon as they walked out of the house, and his heart was also anxious.

He asked the chief of staff beside him: "Hasn't the vanguard regiment of the 1st Division reached the designated position yet?" ”

The chief of staff replied: "The border of the western sector has been reached, and now improvised fortifications are being built." ”

Peng Zhiping ordered: "Let him pick a few battalions of soldiers to come out, enter the western district and start to defend against the corpses and protect the citizens." ”

The chief of staff asked: "But Miss Su's suggestion from the CDC is to isolate the western district as soon as possible to ensure that the source of infection is controlled in the western district and curb the spread of the virus." She also stressed that it is very dangerous for the army to rush into the infected area, and the first step is to build a perfect separation line, and the second stage is to rescue the citizens. ”

Susan had made it clear during the combat meeting that the deadliest thing about the virus outbreak was its speed of spread, and that the number of infected people increased exponentially in a geometric progression of one to two, two to four, similar to the chain reaction of uranium nuclear fission, which is where the power of the atomic bomb lies.

Cutting off this process in time, so that four is just four, and then it can't change eight, is the most effective way to solve the problem.

The specific way to implement this is to build a defensive isolation zone in the place closest to the infected area.

Judging from the current situation, the range of zombies is still only in the western district, so Susan suggested that the first task after the army is stationed is to build a separation zone in the western district.

For the safety of residents in the Western District, it is recommended that they stay indoors as much as possible, and prepare water and food for 7 to 10 days in advance for follow-up rescue.

Although her words are right.

"But when the people's lives and safety are threatened, our soldiers must defend them no matter what the situation." The nasolabial folds on Peng Zhiping's mouth were deeply sunken, and he looked at the residents on the screen who were knocked down by the crimson figures, struggling helplessly on the ground, his brows furrowed.

"Draw out two battalions ......, no! A regiment, enter the Western Side to rescue! The general said.

There's nothing wrong with protecting citizens, but sometimes, it's not right or wrong.

Peng Zhiping made an irreparable mistake.

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"Flying at an altitude of 300 meters, heading 020, wind speed 30 knots, ready to return." The helicopter crew briefed the command center.

The helicopter began to fly eastward.

Two soldiers in camouflage uniforms sat on either side of the helicopter, each holding an aviation machine gun, and from time to time they pressed the fire button and fired several rounds downward.

Ning Fan and Sun Lele were crowded in the corner of the helicopter, and the helicopter with the doors open on both sides was really not something the two of them could control.

Sitting on either side of the helicopter opening the door, not to mention enjoying the view, it would be nice to have no artificial rain falling in the crotch.

Another PLA Air Force soldier in the cabin handed over a few blankets, and the helicopter with the door open, the cold wind poured into his clothes, and Lele was shivering from the cold.

"Thank you!" Ning Fan said, but the warrior couldn't hear what he said. Due to the loud wind and wing sound, the helicopters could barely hear each other's words, and the pilots relied on closed headphones to communicate with each other.

Ning Fan opened his mouth again, and exaggerated the "thank you" mouth shape, the soldier looked at Ning Fan's mouth shape and smiled, and gave a thumbs up in response.

Because of the noisy environment in the cabin, Ning Fan had no way of knowing where their destination was, but he was sure that he would definitely send them to a safe area.

Wrap the blanket around it, and the dry plush touch is very pleasant.

Through the hatches on both sides, Ning Fan looked at the corner of the city under his feet, and he could already see the traces of zombies, in the streets and alleys, some people began to run, some people were chased, and there was blood on the ground.

Escaped. Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally escaped.

I survived,

I survive here, and I can live in the last days.

Ning Fan said to himself secretly.

As soon as he finished pouring himself a mouthful of chicken soup, he was shocked to realize that something was wrong.

In the corner on the other side of the cabin, Tatsuko looked pained, his eyes closed tightly, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping, as if he was enduring the pain.

His face flushed, and his chest began to rise and fall rapidly.

Ning Fan half-opened his mouth, and the familiar picture resurfaced in front of him, isn't Song Ming the same......

Damn, no.

"Tatsuko!" Ning Fan shouted.

The huge noise of air flow in the cabin blocked Ning Fan's voice, and Dazi didn't hear it at all.

"Tatsuko!!" Ning Fan was anxious, stood up, and was about to walk over to check on his condition.

The fuselage of the helicopter tilted to the right, Ning Fan's center of gravity was unstable, and he tripped over the seat under his feet, stumbling, and fell to the side of the cabin door!

Wide-open cabin side doors!

Hundreds of meters in the air below! The cold wind was blowing on Ning Fan's face!

He quickly held on to the handle next to the door, took a breath, looked down again, and stumbled upon the top of a seven-story building, several figures were jumping hard, waving in the direction of the helicopter.

"Descend to altitude and prepare for rescue." The cockpit pilot said in the headset.

Tatsuko half-opened her eyes, bloodshot eyes.