Undead: 20.Chapter 20
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Perhaps it is that if the lucky value falls to the bottom, it will be very happy, or if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a blessing; Zhou Rong stretched his fighting nerves to the extreme, turned his gun from the corner of the corridor to the side, but found this corridor There are not many zombies at all.
Chuncao casually shot out a few living dead who staggered, and frowned, "What's the matter, are they hiding?"
The lights in the corridor ahead are all off, and you can't see your fingers. Zhou Rong flashed the tactical flashlight, and the entire passage was empty.
A faint red light gleamed at the door of an office at the far end—that was the satellite secret communications office, the goal of their trip.
"Stay alert," Zhou Rong whispered softly, almost whispering in volume: "One hundred meters ahead at 12 o'clock, Sinan is about to explode."
The three people lined up, Zhou Rong opened the road, and after the spring grass broke, Sinan changed hands and carried Zhang Yingjie, cautiously advancing against the root of the wall.
Suddenly Zhou Rong stopped.
"What's wrong?" Sinan asked in a low voice.
Zhou Rong didn't answer him. He gently stroked the messy wall with his fingers. The flashlight carefully swept across the powdered bricks and the deep recesses of the steel bars inside, and then threw them forward.
"What do you think this looks like?" he asked after a moment.
In the light of a yellow light, several long traces of damage were turned on the surface of the wall, extending horizontally toward the darkness.
Si Nan's expression changed slightly: "...the mark of the beast's claw."
Zhou Rong nodded and said briefly: "Maybe this is the reason why there are few zombies nearby. Be careful to move forward."
Si Nan held Zhang Yingjie's arm hanging on his shoulder with one hand, and took out the nitrification explosive bag from the outer pocket of the tactical backpack. Turning the corner, Zhou Rong confirmed that there was nothing in the stairwell, beckoning Sinan to come forward, pointing to the opposite entrance that glowed red in the dark.
"...Zhou Rong," Sinan said suddenly.
Zhou Rong's sharp gaze scanned the front, without turning his head back: "What are you doing? Call Rong if something is wrong, call Zhou Rong, picky eaters and lazy, and want to take a hot bath all day long. When you criticize you, you bite your ears and hug. I love acting like a baby so much..."
"The door is open," Sinan said.
Zhou Rong turned around abruptly.
The door of the satellite communication office opened wide, and the collapsed masonry ruins stood half a person tall, and the alloy plates quietly collapsed in the ruins, distorted into unimaginable shapes.
"..." Zhou Rong slowly cast his gaze into the room, and countless racks of cabinets fell to the ground in the dark, and the mutilated corpses were scattered all over the place. The deepest console was faintly splashed with a large amount of blood.
"...Very good," Zhou Rong calmly said, "Today the organization saved an explosive package."
The Satellite Communications Department has two principles, one is confidentiality, and the other is emergency.
When the disaster broke out, a force evacuated this building protected by alloy gates and heavy steel locks. While sending distress signals to other military refuges via satellite, it also conducted internal inspections through the surveillance system to search for the survivors in East A By.
However, the fortress was breached. The three of them stepped on bricks and stones across the ruins, and as the flashlight gleamed, there were highly decomposed corpses torn apart by wild animals.
"Major General Qian," suddenly Chuncao yelled very slightly.
In front of the faintly shimmering display screen, half of the corpse in military uniform was tilted on the console, his eyes were wide open, the blood and internal organs had dried up, and the wrinkled hands were hanging weakly, bright six|four Slid down on the ground.
Zhou Rong stopped, breathed out silently after a long time, and slowly raised his hand to salute the dead corpse.
"The head of Unit 118 is over sixty this year. It stands to reason that he could retire early. He said he could work for a few more years. Next year, 118 will recruit new blood. Without him, I can’t rest assured that he wants to sit down again in person... …"
Si Nan found a surviving chair with four legs from the mess on the ground, and put Zhang Yingjie, who was still drowsy, on it, Chuncao held the charge|gun and sighed quietly:
"Back then, when Brother Rong had nowhere to go, he decided to ask Brother Rong to come to 118. Qiantou is totally fine, but he does have a good knowledge of people..."
"Why would Zhou Rong have nowhere to go?" Sinan asked.
"I don't know, it is said that I offended the people in the Central Committee."
Si Nan nodded without speaking, Chuncao caught a glimpse of his look, and asked curiously: "What are you thinking?"
The two of them put guns on guard and searched for the remaining zombies inside the satellite communication station. Sinan turned his head and turned his back to Zhou Rong who was sitting in front of the communication station with them, and smiled slightly:
"I'm just thinking... Zhou Rong's character of talking to people and talking nonsense when he sees people, even sometimes offends people."
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Zhou Rong took the ID card from the body of Major General Qian, scanned it and entered the confidential communication program, and took a deep breath.
The communication log scrolls down from the screen, arranged in order of secret level, source, department and date. Zhou Rong filtered the part with the lower secret level, and read the rest from the beginning, the bleak fluorescence reflected on his resolute and handsome face.
"September 15, 2019 14:27gmt8
The 1st and 4th squadrons of Unit 118 confirmed all the sacrifices, and the 2nd squadron lost contact. "
"September 16, 2019 20:37gmt8
The third squadron of the 118 unit confirmed all the sacrifices, and the eighth squadron lost contact. "
"September 17, 2019 16:26gmt8
The fifth and seventh squadrons of Unit 118 were recalled, and the whereabouts of flight dc918 and the target person z could not be confirmed. "
"September 18, 2019 18:29gmt8
The target character z is missing, and the progress of the research institute of the b military region has stalled. After research, it was decided to open s-level samples of the virus source. "
Zhou Rong's eyebrows jumped imperceptibly.
He knows that target z is the task target of the 118 Special Forces. It seems that not only the sixth squadron has returned without success, the other seven squadrons have also been destroyed or failed.
——But the virus source body sample?
Where did the zombie virus originate? It is currently a mystery of human life and death. Where did the B Military Region Research Institute obtain the s-level source body sample-did humans have determined the source of the zombie virus before this refuge fell? ? !
Zhou Rong couldn't help shaking his fingers, and quickly pulled down the second page.
"September 28, 2019 01:23gmt8
Breakthroughs have been made in virus stock analysis and biological experiments. The original antibody has been initially obtained from the chimpanzee, and the injection experiment is under observation. "
Zhou Rong stared at the word antibody until he saw the next communication message, the status display has not yet been sent, and the time is the same day as the previous one:
——20:25gmt8 on September 28, 2019.
"Playing with fire will eventually**. Although we had anticipated the moment when the s-level virus source body sample was opened, we did not expect the result to come so quickly.
The eighteen chimpanzees used in the biological experiment mutated at the same time within three hours after injection. As carriers of the new generation of super viruses, they quickly infected the entire refuge base. Twenty thousand refugees in Eastern District A were basically infected, troops fell, and electricity, water, and basic communications continued