Chapter 39: Unpredictable

S City is just a prefecture-level city. There is no large military area nearby. Only one brigade is stationed in a military camp on the outskirts of the North District. On the night of the month, there was an extremely serious riot in the barracks, and the casualties were heavy.
At that time, the month occurred at night, and the soldiers knew that their companions had quietly died in their sleep, and then resurrected and became the kind of cannibal monster.
Fortunately, the soldiers were well trained and soon discovered that the mutant companions were no longer human. After the initial chaos, they destroyed the zombies.
It’s just that no one thought that the military camp had just returned to the order in less than four hours, and someone had changed again.
It turned out that many people did not understand what happened at the beginning. They tried to subdue the other party when they couldn’t bear to shoot at their comrades. The result was accidentally injured.
In the absence of precautions, someone was injured again by a sudden variant of the companion, a whole 7,000-person integrated brigade, and finally only less than two groups of people. Even the brigade commander has sacrificed, and the command of the party leader of the Eighth Regiment can only be temporarily taken over.
The head of the party temporarily sorted out the inside of the military camp and wanted to contact the above to report the situation and request instructions. However, the newsletter did not know why it was all broken.
Thinking of such a thing should not happen in the military camp alone, he sent a scout to go outside to see, and found that the entire city has been messed up, can see zombies eating people everywhere.
It is the duty of the military to protect the safety of the people. The head of the party took the initiative and issued an order to rescue the people.
It’s just that the heat and heat in the day is not good for action. Even if they are strong, they can withstand the high temperature of roasting and run around in the hot sun, but the people they want to rescue can’t stand it. Therefore, the time of the rescue operation can only be changed to night. They have fewer people and more zombies. It is not easy to clean up. In a few days, only one or two thousand people have been saved.
The military camp stocks a lot of food and water, but it can't support the long-term needs of thousands of people. While searching and rescue, they still have to find ways to collect materials.
In the absence of additional ammunition, the soldiers can only control the number of shots, which makes the risk of their missions rise again. But for the country, for the people, the soldiers are brave enough to rush to the zombies again and again.
More and more people have been rescued, and more and more soldiers are being sacrificed. Later, there was a situation of water cuts and power cuts. The head of the group felt that this would not work, and decided to organize the people to go out to rescue and collect materials.
Unexpectedly, it caused a great rebound in the people. These people not only refused to participate in the rescue, but also refused to bring more survivors back. In their view, the military camp is very safe, with high walls, towers, and thick iron gates. If they stay well, they don't need to worry about zombies at all. They don't need to go out to risk.
Under the provocation of a caring person, the contradictions between the two sides have intensified. Later, the military camp came with two abilities, one capable of controlling fire and the other very fast.
The emergence of the two powers has made the situation of the two sides swayed and turned sharply. It is believed that the protection of these soldiers is not needed, and the attitude is even worse.
The arrival of the red rain made the military camp once again chaotic. The person who accidentally rained and turned into a zombie. In order to prevent the red rain from bringing more serious consequences, the soldiers stayed up all night and night, waiting for the rain to stop. Only a sigh of relief.
What they didn't expect was that those people, when the soldiers were tired and tired, robbed the arsenal of the military camp and detained all the soldiers who had saved them.
Zhao Bing, they forcibly broke out, but they were all injured. They fled all the way to the hospital and saw the hospital.
"Those people! Those people! I don't want to think about who saved them! Actually grabbed our arsenal and fired at us!" The little soldier became more and more angry.
"Yes! These people don't dare to go out to play zombies, but they dare to hit us!" Another soldier could not hold back.
"Okay!" Zhao Bing frowned and prevented them from continuing. "Quickly find medicine, think of ways to treat the brothers first!"
"Yes, platoon leader." Zhao Bing made a speech, the following small soldiers naturally have to listen, although the heart is still suffocating, but it is immediately dispersed, and those who carried the wounded, also opened In the two clinics, the wounded were placed on the stretcher bed first.
Everyone listened to the words of the soldiers, and they all looked at each other. The hearts of the last days were hard to measure.
Zhao Bing leaned against the wall with some irritability. He took out a pack of flat cigarette boxes from his pocket and took out the last cigarette. After it was lit, he took a heavy breath.
"Is there no one in your military camp to wake up?" Zhan Yun went to Zhao Bing and continued to ask.
Listening to them, the two abilities were still from outside, and there seemed to be no abilities inside the camp.
Zhao Bing frowned and shook his head. They still didn't know how the so-called abilities were awakened.
Zhanyun sank a bit and asked again, "How do you deal with those who have been scratched or bitten by zombies?"
Zhao Bing’s face flashed a bit of pain, and closed his eyes and shook his head again. Obviously, those who are injured are either suicide or killed.
Su Ruizhe couldn’t help but sigh. In the early days of the last days, because of the high infection rate of the zombie virus, almost everyone thought that as long as they were scratched and bitten by the zombies, they would die. I don’t know how many might have awakened. The abilities are thus killed.
Zheng Jiahe and Wu Jing looked at each other with a guilty conscience. If they did not meet Su Ruizhe, they would have died.
Zhao Bing looked at their faces as they were not right, and their heart slammed down. "Don't those people still save?"
"Not all people infected with viruses will become zombies, and they may become versatile, but the chances are not too high." Zhanyun considered it again and again, or replied truthfully. Even if he doesn't say it, they will still know it later.
Like a blue sky, Zhao Bing suddenly fell into a deep self-blame and grief. I don’t know how many fighters have chosen to commit suicide after being bitten by zombies... that is a living life!
"The platoon leader! The platoon leader!" suddenly heard the anxious call of the soldiers in the clinic.
Zhao Bing lost only half of the smoke, and rushed in three steps and made two steps. "What happened?"
"The third child... seems to have been scratched by the zombies!" The wounded person lying on the stretcher bed turned red, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the clothes had been untied, except for the wound on his shoulders, his thighs. There was a very scarred scar on it. The wound was slightly black, the wound was curved, and the edges looked sharp. It was also said that it was scratched or scratched.
Zhao Bing hurried back to see Zhanyun, "He, he..."
Zhanyun also couldn't see if the wound was caused by a zombie. He had to look at Song Chengshu. "Let the old Song come, he is a doctor."
Song Chengshu nodded to Zhao Bing, then went forward and carefully checked the situation of the soldier.
Only when he opened the eyelid of the soldier, Song Chengshu was stunned. When Zhanyun saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward a few steps. When he saw the red eye of the soldier, he couldn’t help but blink.
"Doctor, what happened to him on the third day? You talk!" the soldier on the side asked anxiously.
Song Chengshu sighed and shook his head heavily. "He is infected and should be mutated."
"Yes, but you just said that you don't necessarily change your zombies?!" Zhao Bing asked sharply.
"There is a chance that it will become a power, but he has been completely infected." Song Chengshu pointed at his eye. "His pupils are enlarged, the eyeball congestion is very serious, and the heartbeat is getting slower and slower. It won't last long."
Zhao Bing didn't talk any more, just watching the comrades who were lying on the stretcher bed in silence, his eyes full of struggling colors, and the room was in a strange silence.
After a while, as Song Chengshu said, the breath of the wounded on the bed became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no breath. His skin became dry in a matter of minutes, which is a very obvious dehydration condition, which is what every zombie dies.
The next moment, the wounded man suddenly opened his eyes, blood red eyes with a gray dry face looked extremely terrible.
"Oh..." When the zombie was preparing to stand up, Zhao Bing pulled out the dagger and slammed into the temple of the zombie and killed him.
Zhao Bing’s voice said to Song Chengshu,
Trouble you to help me see the situation of other people.

"Ok."
Song Chengshu went to check several other wounded people. They were all basically gunshot wounds. They dig up the bullets and there was no big problem with the medicine. Two have initiated the burn, but according to his judgment, it should be inflamed, and it should be able to fall back after the infusion.
The soldiers who went to find medicines ran back, holding a variety of medical supplies in their hands, all from the emergency pharmacy.
Song Chengshu helped everyone carefully deal with the wounds, and the two fever people also gave them fluid.
"A good rest, there should be no problem."
"Thank you doctor." The soldiers all showed a sigh of relief.
"Not welcome..." Song Chengshu’s words were just halfway through, and he heard a muffled sound. Looking back, he found that Zhao Bing actually fainted on the ground, his face flushed, apparently it was initiated.
The author has something to say: I am a super-afraid mouse, and I am scared by the mouse to be the author of the heart stalk... Even if I use a mouse stick, I am afraid! ! ! ! otZ
Every night, I was scared that even the toilet didn't dare to go to QAQ, I hope my mother will come back soon on business trip...