Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

Covered by dark clouds, Cang Mingzhu stood by the window and looked out the window. The people with their eyes covered were actually a little quiet.

"One hundred inhibitors are used to screen out those with mild symptoms. These infected people will not harm others for the time being, so they can be screened with confidence." Cang Mingzhu said calmly.

Fu Zhou curled his lips, "It seems that Colonel Cang still wants to abandon serious people."

Teng Xiyan's eyes flickered. This sentence sounded uncomfortable. He raised his hand to take the bracelet from Cang Mingzhu's hand and said, "Fu Zhou, you are really free, so why not leave this choice to you?" , you can save whoever you want, we just need to wait for rescue, you have the ability to save these people anyway, you will be responsible for anything if something happens, right?"

Fu Zhou stopped talking.

"The longer these people delay, the more serious the infection will be. Are you sure you want to talk nonsense to me here?" Teng Xiyan leaned against the window slowly and spoke in an unhurried tone.

Fu Zhou grinded his teeth, pulled his lips and smiled: "Okay, my perfect test subject has spoken, how dare I not listen?"

"Then please act quickly."

Teng Xiyan decisively cut off the communication device and handed it to Tantai Zhao. He said to Cang Mingzhu, "I'm tired of hearing Fu Zhou talk. We're ready to go out."

Cang Mingzhu glanced at him, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and said calmly: "Okay."

"Then, do we want to take those teammates next door with us?" Li Jiaoyang packed up his things and looked at Cang Mingzhu.

Cang Mingzhu pursed his lips and thought for a moment before replying: "Take them away. If you want to save them, you must bring them back to the institute to study what is going on with the virus in their bodies."

There is no way to transfer the rest of the people at once. They can only be temporarily isolated and then ask people from the headquarters to send people to support them.

Several people went directly to the top platform of the supply station to have a panoramic view of the situation below.

Fu Zhou led people to eliminate people with symptoms of infection from the outermost perimeter. This time he led many people, so he was prepared.

The infected were left to their mercy but did not attack them.

Li Jiaoyang put his hands on his eyes, watched their movements in the distance, and said, "My ability to move is very fast this time~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a low hoarse roar suddenly came from the infected crowd on the other side.

The eyes of several people were immediately drawn over. The voice was not far away, and what happened was clearly visible. Tantai Zhao's pupils shrank and he said in a deep voice: "Oops, something is going to happen."

The black lines on the face of a man wearing white long sleeves increased visibly to the naked eye, his eyes began to slowly turn red, and his body was moving strangely.

Teng Xiyan frowned, pulled out Li Jiaoyang's gun beside him, and pointed it at the man: "Wangxi, grappling hook."

"Now!" Lin Wangxi put down his backpack and took out the grappling hook inside.

"The moment you kill him, bring him here!"

Teng Xiyan aimed at the man and fired without hesitation. The bullet hit his chest. The man's breath stopped instantly. Lin Wangxi threw the grappling hook down, wrapped it tightly around the man's body, held the rope tightly, and pulled hard, and his body was taken away. Arrived at the top floor.

The smell of blood spread, and the place below suddenly began to stir.

"Something happened." Teng Xiyan took back his gun, stared at the corpse, and explained: "If he doesn't kill him, the infected people around him will die."

He knew that maybe the people around him would dare to take action, but since they had not turned into monsters before they died, they would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts, so it was better for him to take action.

Cang Mingzhu lowered his eyes and glanced at the corpse, "Yes, I know."

"Now immediately check if there are any seriously infected people in the surrounding area and bring them all up." Teng Xiyan began to look down from the top floor. There must not be an outbreak now, otherwise the rescuers will lose their meaning.

Several people immediately dispersed and began to pay attention to the situation below. Fu Zhou heard the gunfire and just looked up, but his eyes were still a little shocked.

Unexpectedly, it was Teng Xiyan who fired the gun, but he was very brave.

Continuous sounds came from the infected crowd, but they were stopped in advance, and then the bodies were brought up.

Even if I can't bear it anymore, I still have to implement this plan.

Seeing that something was wrong, Fu Zhou's originally slow movements sped up a lot. While preventing infected people from alienating, he shuttled around looking for people with mild symptoms.

The people protecting Fu Zhou wore strong protective clothing to avoid being scratched by infected people and to clear a path for Fu Zhou.

After using up the last inhibitor and isolating the man, Fu Zhou withdrew and the number of people was reduced by half. He turned on the communication device and contacted Tantai Zhao.

"The inhibitor is used up, Colonel Cang, what should we do next? My suggestion is to deal with the remaining ones. After all, you have also seen the situation just now. The infected people have begun to mutate one after another, and the chain effect is You should know too."

Teng Xiyan put away his gun, stood next to Cang Mingzhu, blocking his body, and gently hooked Cang Mingzhu's little finger with his fingertips.

"What Fu Zhou said this time is correct. If you want to save the infected people who have taken inhibitors, you must get rid of these people first."

Teng Xiyan's eyes were clear and his tone was firm. He held Cang Mingzhu's hand and seemed to be telling him, I will bear it with you.

In the apocalypse, human interests come first.

Cang Mingzhu's fingertips moved slightly, and he held the slender hand instead. He made a decision in his heart, and his eyes gradually became calm and firm: "Yes."

He let go of his hand, bent down to pick up the backpack, and handed it to Teng Xiyan: "You and Li Jiaoyang leave first, and I will take care of the rest."

"I'm with you."

He knew that Cang Mingzhu didn't want him to see his murderous side, but Teng Xiyan blinked and didn't care: "Don't you worry that Fu Zhou and I will walk together?"

Cang Mingzhu was almost helpless, struggling in her heart, and then slowly said: "Don't worry."

Teng Xiyan smiled contentedly: "That's why I'm going with you."

After Li Jiaoyang and the others left, the rescuers waited for Cang Mingzhu to give instructions.

Cang Mingzhu led Teng Xiyan downstairs. The more than a hundred people surrounding them seemed to smell a different atmosphere and looked at them unconsciously.

Although the pupils were covered by a white film, the remaining consciousness in their minds told them that the person in front of them was someone they were familiar with.

"Kill...kill...me..." One of them, wearing a heretic military uniform, spoke hoarsely and spoke with difficulty.

Because they know very well that they have become like this and there is no possibility of survival.

But ordinary people are different. They are afraid of death and they don't want to die.

The crowd was restless, and countless voices swept through.

"help me......"

"kill me......"