I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 570: Fragile

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(I changed it today and stayed up for two days. I will go to the hospital for a check later ... I did n’t believe that there will be occupational diseases in this industry, but I still pay more attention to exercise. These days are really uncomfortable. No meals, I hope it is only a psychological effect ...

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In the most prosperous area of ​​Dongcheng District, there are piercing whistle.

On a street that was n’t spacious, the car became a long dragon with no head and tail. Unclear about the situation in the front, the phone was unreachable, and people had to use horns and swear words to express their dissatisfaction.

"Could the person in front hurry up! What are you doing, mom!" The truck driver Jiang head peeked out the window and scolded the person in front.

Seeing that the crowded traffic was slow to advance, the man walked out of the car, leaned against the door and looked around, chatting with the driver of the car next to him.

"Shette, when will this stop?"

"I hope it is not tomorrow. Do you know what happened before?"

"Ghost knows, the phone can't be reached, the internet can't be connected, my wife is still waiting for me at home. Fuck, what a wickedness, let's say we have traffic jams here?"

"Probably ... no. No, it seems to have been blocked a year ago."

"I heard that we crashed a plane in Dongcheng District, probably because of that." The driver of the other car also joined the conversation.

"Aha, that was the plane just now? I thought it was a meteor ... no matter what, don't fall into my yard." The truck driver murmured scoldingly against the window.

At this time, a loud noise came from afar. Everyone shrank their necks subconsciously, and then resumed chatting.

This war has been fought for half a year, and the gunfire and gunfire in Mindanao has not stopped. At first they would scream, but now they shrink their necks the most. People are good animals, and when they cannot change this situation, they will start to get used to life in this war.

"The guerrillas are firing again?"

"That lifeless lunatic ... wait, what is that?" The man leaning on the door suddenly noticed the commotion in front of the road and frowned.

Someone is running wild.

No, it's a group of people running wildly. They ran through the gap between the vehicles, stepped on the front window and overturned from the roof of the vehicle, and rushed towards the living people frantically.

Their faces ...

It's blood!

Realizing that the situation was wrong, the man locked the car door, hesitated to trot back two steps, and flicked his teeth and started to escape. Everyone ran up, to avoid the inexplicable lunatics who gnawed.

The screams were one after another, and the congested highway was a mess. Reluctant to leave the driver of the car, or curl up with his head, or step on the throttle desperately. Although many people have seen the Resident Evil, but when all this came out of the screen, everyone ’s first reaction was helpless.

Are they really zombies?

Are they living or dead?

Once there is such hesitation, the only thing waiting for you is death.

The truck driver closed the window panicly, but the half-closed window was jammed by an inward hand.

While cursing, he rounded the steering wheel lock, knocking on the **** hand desperately and stepping on the accelerator.

The truck smashed the BMW in front and pushed it forward two meters, but couldn't move anymore.

The driver ’s face was pale for a while, and then he realized how stupid it was to stay in the car when a group of bloodthirsty people pounced.

The **** lunatics have surrounded him.

The driver shivered and locked the steering wheel in front of his chest, looking at the lightly cracked car window, and his pants were slightly stained with yellow water stains.

At this moment, he suddenly used Yu Guang to see the glimpse. The taxi driver who was still talking to him just now had been pulled out of the broken window, crying out the names of God and his daughter and being bitten by the zombie Broken neck ...

......

Cagayan City, on the bridge across the Cagayan River, police cars are lined up, armed police with riot shields are guarding the cordon, blocking people trying to cross the river.

Dongcheng District has been completely powered off and disconnected from the network, but these policemen use the municipal special line, so there is no confusion in the command system, it is just everyone ’s brain.

Compared to the uninformed people, they had the information in front of them in the first place.

The crashed airliner carried an unknown virus, the life and death status of the infected person is unknown, and the clinical reaction is known to be in a frenzy, attacking all non-infected targets. The whole city of Cagayan has been shrouded in the shadow of the virus. To prevent the virus from spreading to Xicheng District, they set up temporary checkpoints on several bridges leading to the Cagayan River.

Of course, it is impossible for these grassroots police officers who blocked the bridge to know the inside story.

The order they received was only to block the bridge, no one was allowed to pass. The riots in Dongcheng District were all done by thugs. In order to prevent the mob from mixing into Xicheng District, they were ordered to block all roads leading to Xicheng District before the security forces controlled the situation.

However, the above people did not tell them how to solve this problem.

Including whether to shoot when facing zombies?

Shooting? They are all civilians, even if they have broken their brains because of the virus, but they can still move, that means they are not dead! Shooting at unarmed civilians or nationals of your own country, who will bear the blame for such consequences! Not to mention, what if there is a better way to solve this problem afterwards? For example, antidote or something.

It does n’t matter what the consequences are.

Anyone who issued a shooting order will face liquidation after the accident, and may even be scolded for hundreds of years by putting on a "butcher" hat.

Do not shoot? But tear gas and batons are almost useless to these lunatics. Even if well-trained soldiers can rely on melee combat to subdue one or two zombies, this personal bravery has no effect at all in the face of the swarm of corpses.

No one wants to be responsible. Everyone knows what to do, but no one wants to give that order.

When the crisis is coming, the management is still blaming each other for their responsibility, which fully reflects the weakness of the Philippine government in responding to the crisis.

This point has been fully reflected in several typhoons crossing the border.

In the face of disaster, this country cannot survive without relying on international rescue teams.

"Why don't you let us cross the bridge! There is violence and chaos! You don't stop them, but stop us poor people from fleeing?" The man shouted angrily with his fist on the riot shield.

Violence. Chaos, this is the official explanation of the virus from the Philippines.

In order to avoid unnecessary panic, this is a good faith lie.

The reporter drove the chaotic scene through the satellite base station while driving the camera.

"I am now in Cagayan, Philippines. At 10:37 tonight, there have been three horrific major incidents in this city! Air crash, guerrillas launched a general attack on the military camp in the southwest, Green Church in Dongcheng Moro guerrillas who responded to the attack through riots. In response to the crisis, the Philippine government was weak and incompetent. Hong Kong reporters, who ran faster than Western reporters, report for you. "

Obviously, something went wrong.

Faced with indignation, these policemen have a very complicated mood. They had to face abuse and saliva, but they couldn't fight back.

Government forces have evacuated a brigade from the frontline and are pulling a protective net in the street two kilometers east of the bridge. As long as the situation on the side of the bridge is under control, a medical checkpoint will be established in a few moments to transfer the "safe" people to the other side of the bridge.

Thinking of this, the sergeant sighed slightly.

Although until now, people in the Ministry of Health have not come up with a plan to control the epidemic.

Suddenly, a scream came from behind the crowd.

Several zombies rolled over the railings of the bridge head and rolled towards the crowd with no way to retreat.

The zombies have broken through the defense of the army!

At the location where the riot broke out, the sheriff saw a zombie wearing a Philippine military uniform. He was bitten off in one ear, a rifle was still hanging on his shoulder, and there was still blood on the rifle ...

The zombies rushing into the crowd are like tigers entering the flock. People use leather bags, umbrellas, and even reporter cameras to beat the zombies frantically, but in the face of these crazy beasts, it is of no avail.

People begged for a special police officer holding a riot shield and begged them to make way. The police looked all the way to the sergeant, waiting for his order. The sheriff held the intercom and said the first sentence anxiously, then she was silent.

It turns out that as long as you are in a specific position, even a small person can determine the fate of thousands of people.

The police saw their boss, holding the walkie-talkie hand down, and then gradually relaxed ...

The intercom slipped out of his hand. He pulled out the police revolver around his waist and aimed at the crowd.

Bang—!

In an instant, everyone was quiet.

The man who was fighting for the police riot shield, staring at his incredible eyes, slowly fell to the ground.

No one thought the police would shoot. Even the police did not expect that his leader would shoot the first shot.

"What are you waiting for! Shoot! Think about the loved ones behind you, they are infected, not thugs! Did n’t you see! All the people who were bitten by scratches will become their kind! The responsibility is all me Yes, I order you to fire! Fire! Fire! Fire—! "The sheriff screamed at her men with all her strength.

The roar dispelled the fear.

The gunshots sparsely sounded, and after the initial hesitation began to intensive.

The abandoned people are desperate to face those who have guarded them, and the eyes that range from pain to decisiveness to indifference.

Thousands have been sacrificed for the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.

The sergeant did not fulfill his superior's ambiguous order of stubbornness, and arbitrarily issued the order to shoot. People who do n’t want to die start jumping into the river, people who are desperate open their arms, and those who are not willing to give up throw the stones at the explosion-proof shield with their last effort

The stone hit the sheriff's face and broke his forehead. Blood left behind his forehead and stained his left eye.

However, he is laughing.

The "correct order" has been issued. What will happen in the end is not what he can predict.

He raised his pistol again and closed his eyes.

Only this time, he aimed at his temple.

Bang—! (To be continued.)