Yang Zheng and Chu Bawang, both of them sat on the bed with their own concerns, silent, and in room 511, they fell into silence all of a sudden.

Ding!!

Suddenly, on the square outside the dormitory, a shrill bell rang suddenly.

At this time, King Chu, who had been listless, suddenly bounced up from the bed in high spirits, "Dinner is here!" ”

After saying that, he quickly ran to the locker in the corner, took out a pair of cutlery from it, and then trotted all the way out of the dormitory.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: "Nima, this old man usually looks like he is going to die, why is he so violent?" ”

Yang Zheng looked down at the time, it was exactly six o'clock in the afternoon, and he got up and took out a set of utensils from his locker, and walked out of the dormitory unhurriedly.

As soon as he walked out of the dormitory and came to the corridor outside, he couldn't help but be surprised by the scene in front of him.

In the six dormitory buildings around the square, in each corridor and corridor, there are bursts of rapid footsteps running. I saw people who looked listless during the day, screaming with excitement as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"I really didn't expect that eating in this place would be such an important and exciting thing!" Yang Zheng muttered to himself.

Looking at the thousands of survivors with bright eyes and excited expressions, they rushed out of the corridor in a crowd, and for a while, the originally quiet square was instantly rendered boiling by all kinds of noise.

Yang Zheng didn't rush downstairs, he quietly took the tableware, stood next to the guardrail of the corridor, and looked towards the end of the crowded square.

I saw that inside the glass door at the end of the square, there were more than a dozen logistics staff in black clothes, pushing more than a dozen food trucks full of food, and slowly walked out.

At the same time, around more than a dozen dining cars, there were dozens of base soldiers with loaded guns, holding submachine guns, with indifferent expressions, pulling out a ten-meter-wide cordon, all the survivors who rushed downstairs to eat were all isolated from the cordon, and then the dozen or so dining cars full of food were placed in the cordon.

Whoa!!

Suddenly, the surging crowd fell silent.

Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he looked ahead, only to see the glass door at the end of the square open again, and more than a dozen medical personnel in white coats were pushing five one-person-high white medical instruments, slowly walking into the cordon.

"Huh? What are those instruments for? What do you do when you push them out when you eat? ”

Yang Zheng looked at those instruments with a puzzled face, and saw that those white instruments had a strange shape, with a movable mechanical arm installed at the top, and a needle-like thing installed on the arm, looking from a distance, they looked like huge sewing machines.

At this moment, a captain officer with a full face slowly walked to the center of the cordon, looked around at the survivors with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Recently, some people have begun to be disobedient, let you rest quietly every day after eating enough, and don't do strenuous exercise, but some of you don't listen!" Today, everything is going according to the rules, the number of extractions does not meet the requirements, and there is no food tonight! If you don't meet the requirements tomorrow night, you won't have to eat anymore. ”

After saying that, he gestured to one of the doctors standing on the very edge, and suddenly, the doctor shouted to the survivors waiting outside: "Let's start, everyone obey the rules, line up to come in, draw blood first, and then get food!" ……”

After the doctor finished speaking, the thousands of survivors outside the field consciously lined up and slowly walked in along the right entrance of the cordon.

First of all, every survivor who came in to eat had to stay in front of the five white medical devices in front of them for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly hit his spirit and looked towards those white instruments.

The first to enter was a middle-aged woman with freckles on her face, who quickly came to the last instrument, quickly rolled up her sleeves, and put her right arm on the surface of the instrument.

When she just put her hand on it, she only heard a soft "click" sound, and the two iron rings firmly locked her right arm and fixed it on the top of the instrument, and then, the mechanical arm at the top of the instrument was quickly pressed down, and the needle installed on the mechanical arm quickly pierced into her arm, and suddenly, the blood vessels hidden under the skin of her arm, like black earthworms, quickly bulged.

At this time, Yang Zheng found that the middle-aged woman's brows were furrowed, and her expression looked a little painful, only to see that after the needle on the mechanical arm pierced the middle-aged woman's arm, it took less than two seconds before he began to draw out a tube of black blood as thick as a little thumb from her body.

With a soft "buzz", the needle left her arm, and at the same time, the two iron rings that locked her right arm also released automatically.

At this time, the middle-aged woman who had a small tube of black blood extracted, her face seemed to have become a little pale at the moment, and when she left the instrument, her breathing was much faster than before.

At this time, a logistics staff in charge of cooking made a big spoonful of rice into her lunch box with an expressionless face, and then she continued to walk towards a dining car next to her, and after continuously playing some potatoes, roast meat, vegetables and other two meat and two vegetables, she quickly went out from the left exit of the cordon.

As soon as the middle-aged woman walked out of the exit, she couldn't wait to find a corner nearby, squatted there and gobbled it up, looking at her fierce appearance, as if she had been released from a starvation prison, Yang Zheng felt very uncomfortable.

After the middle-aged woman took the lead, soon, the thousands of survivors who followed behind entered the cordon, drew blood, collected food, and the doctors and logistics staff on the scene were very busy.

But fortunately, they are prepared to have five blood-drawing instruments, which makes everyone's cooking speed much faster, but according to Yang Zheng's estimates, even if there are five instruments that are constantly drawing blood, it is estimated that the thousands of survivors on the scene will not be able to complete it in an hour.

Seeing that after the survivors were drawn by the blood drawing instrument with a small tube of black blood, all of them were pale and depressed, and the doubts in Yang Zheng's heart became deeper and deeper.

"What the hell are those instruments? Why is the blood drawn from these people's bodies black? ”

Suddenly, Yang Zheng once again cast his eyes on the square, looking at the black "lilies" planted everywhere in the square, he faintly felt that there was something wrong with those things just now.

These survivors, they are all ordinary people, there should be no mutant genes in their bodies, and under normal circumstances, the blood in their bodies cannot be black.

Remembering that before he came in today, he had injected a brown anti-variant vaccine in the epidemic prevention room at the entrance of District 9, and suddenly, Yang Zheng fell into deep thought.

"Vaccines! There must be something wrong with the vaccine! And these black flowers inside, there should be problems! Surely they had an ulterior motive in keeping so many survivors in the completely sealed Sector Nine? It's over, I've already forced the anti-variant vaccine out of my body before, and when the blood is drawn, it will definitely show its feet, and it will definitely attract their attention at that time, how should I deal with it? ……”

Now, Yang Zheng is starting to worry about his situation.

In the afternoon, in order to carry more weapons from the No. 4 arsenal, he had exhausted all the energy in his body.

Now, if you want to turn on the C4 superchip again, it is estimated that it will not be possible to do it in a short period of time.

In addition, what he regretted the most was that when he finally exited from the return capsule, he didn't have time to vacate the rocket launchers and other weapons in the storage bracelet, resulting in not even a single mecha in the storage bracelet.

Otherwise, if he had a mecha in his hand, he would have the confidence to fight against the army at the base.

Now, with those bazookas and guns alone, he didn't have a chance of escaping alive.

You know, inside this defensive base, there are heavy machine guns and machine guns everywhere, maybe the military has prepared some armored vehicles in the city, and with him, even if he has more bazookas and sniper rifles, it is useless.

"It seems that at present, I can only act at the opportunity......"