reverse rescue

Black dirty blood splashed backwards, mixed with a little yellow and white brain, leaving a rancid mark on the already bloody wall.The corpse in suits and leather shoes lasted for several months, and finally completed the last step of death-falling down.

"You're welcome." Gu Zhou twirled the silver-glowing gun on his index finger twice, then pinned it on his lower back, stepped over the rotting corpse under his feet, and gently pushed open the concealed office door.

This is a small three-story building, which is really too old for this era. The exterior walls are painted with white ash, and many places have been mottled, revealing the red bricks inside.

The gate of the small building was closed. On the left was a vertical sign that said "Hua Guo Ecological Research Center", and on the right was a horizontal sign that said "National Key Ecological Research Base".At this time, a little black and red blood was stained on the sign, reflecting the dark and dilapidated small building, making it look particularly oozing.

The window on one side of the small building was smashed to the point where only the wooden frame remained, leaving glass shards and black holes all over the floor, like a beast with its mouth full of fangs, exhaling a foul smell.

Of course, the air outside the building is not so fresh and wonderful.

Gu Zhou sneaked into the small building through this window, and violently destroyed the country's public property by the way—that window was a relic of the last century.

The small building is full of tables and furniture that have been knocked down and damaged, and there are long bloodstains on the white-painted walls. The rotten stench invades from all directions. People want to exhale fragrance and become Buddha immediately.

The source of the rotten stench is none other than the well-dressed and handsome former staff who wandered around in the building.If it is not barely regarded as belonging to the same government agency, there are ten or twenty layers of relationship from top to bottom, and there are still some weak ties with each other. Gu Zhou said that he would prefer to call these people who can meet the standard of biological and chemical weapons affectionately. The source of the stench is—zombies.

Just after finishing the last wandering zombie, Gu Zhou walked into the destination of this trip, an unpretentious office with absolutely no corruption at first glance.

But what is surprising is that this office, which still retains the log-style decoration style of the last century, is unexpectedly large. Facing the door is a large desk that can sit around seven or eight people. There are no urban white-collar workers on the desk. The computers that are necessary for us are full of all kinds of scattered materials.On the right side of the desk is a huge opaque filing cabinet with an old-fashioned brass lock hanging on the door. It looks like it can only guard against those who still retain the most basic professional ethics and are unwilling to get along with modern technology. A noble thief.Behind the desk is a fish eco-box that occupies the entire wall. There is only more than half of the water left in it. Black and green black and green colors.

This smell is worse than the previous few well-dressed friends.Gu Zhou silently apologized to those dear friends for his dislike before.

Looking away, I saw a regular double-opening window on the left side of the desk. At this time, the window had been shattered into a standard murder weapon, with sharp glass edges and corners on the top and bottom, and a few suspicious black and red objects stuck to the corners. .

Gu Zhou went forward and flipped through the documents scattered on the table, and randomly selected a few. The contents on them were similar, and they were basically academic contents such as gene sequencing of viruses and pathological research of infected people.

Gu Zhou looked at it for a second and then put it down without interest, obviously the goal is not here.He walked around the desk and found the paper shredder on the ground with sharp eyes. Perhaps because the power supply suddenly cut off, there was still a half-shattered A4 paper in the shredder, with a large red title on it ——Description of virus transmission route and epidemiological analysis.

After violently tearing the remaining half of the paper out of the shredder, Gu Zhou looked at it with great interest.

In the 20xx year of the earth's calendar, the Arctic glaciers melted. In July, the scientific expedition team discovered an unknown virus in the prehistoric frozen soil during the Arctic expedition. Due to improper operation of a scientific expedition team member, the soil containing a large amount of unknown virus was placed in an unprotected area. The private space is softened with constant temperature and humidity, causing the dormant virus to reactivate and infect the researcher from the wound.

Skipping the description of the disease in the middle, Gu Zhou looked directly at the part of the transmission path.

The scientific expedition team issued an emergency call for help, and the United Earth Organization's department in the ice country assisted the ice country emergency rescue team to send helicopters and ships to quickly transfer all infected people, a total of 24 people. The remaining uninfected person was Lin Hao, a Chinese biologist and virologist. , All members of the scientific expedition team were sent to the Affiliated Hospital of Military Region A of Iceland. Three days later, Military Region A fell, and the virus began to spread in Iceland. Domestic residents fled abroad one after another, and the virus began to spread worldwide.

The virus first appeared in our country on July 7, capital time. The carrier was a Chinese citizen who entered the country from overseas. The patient was in...

The content on the paper came to an abrupt end here, and Gu Zhou looked at the shredder with some pity, as if he still had something to say.He threw away the paper casually, came to the locked file cabinet, pulled out his beloved gun, aimed and shot, and the ancient copper lock fell down.

Simultaneously with the sound of the copper lock falling to the ground, there was also the hoo hoo sound of the zombies at the back of their heads.Gu Zhou said that he never wanted to listen to this weird sound from a rotten trachea but the vocal cords were still slightly vibrating.

Because when this sound sounded, it could only mean one thing, that is, the zombie's rotten mouth and a mouthful of stinky sharp teeth were no more than ten centimeters away from his incomparably precious nape of the neck.

Before he had time to think about it, Gu Zhou quickly rushed to the front left, trying to use the desk as a cover to perfectly achieve a handsome counter-kill.

The same is true in fact, lying down, rolling over, getting up, raising the gun, shooting blindly, a series of movements are very standard and perfect, and the zombie landed on the right side of the face, realizing the most intimate contact with the floor.

Gu Zhou turned his gun with lingering fear, and retracted it.

He actually ignored the big wardrobe by the window that was wide enough for two people.

Careless, careless.

Back in front of the filing cabinet, the zombie's sticky blood was sprayed on it, making people really not interested in opening it.

Gu Zhou sniffed his tactical gloves, and once again felt complacent about his cleanliness. He pinched his nose with his left hand, and opened the cabinet door with his right hand. Surprisingly, there were no materials in the cabinet. It's a row of new-style guns and a few rows of magazines.

Gu Zhou's eyebrows were raised high, as if he couldn't understand this simple and terrifying way of hiding a gun at all.

Gu Zhouzai checked the whole office carefully, and confirmed that there was nothing he was interested in anymore, so he came to the broken window, ready to accept the care of the government agencies and institutions for the last time, and sent a message from the window The poor guy who fell out, who didn't know whether it was a colleague or a zombie, expressed his deepest silence.

Looking down from the window on the third floor is the small courtyard in front of the main entrance of the small building, and there is no suspicious corpse on the ground. It is not known whether it has become a member of the enemy force or has become their meal.

Gu Zhou estimated the specific height of the third floor, and thought that if he jumped down just to look cool, and there was not even a zombie audience around, it would be a waste of effort, so he decided to re-climb from the window on the first floor go out.Just as he was turning around, a sense of dizziness surged up all of a sudden, making him almost unsteady, and almost fell out of the window in a daze.

Going over to support the table, Gu Zhou frowned, took off his tactical gloves, and touched the back of his neck.

There was a black and red blood stain on his hand.

Gu Zhou stared at the zombies on the ground.

He seemed to be bitten by that zombie.

A thin wound appeared on the right side of the back of his neck, and black red blood was slowly oozing out at this moment.

Gu Zhou sat leaning against the table on the floor, feeling a little dazed for a while.When Xu Shiren came to such a juncture involving life and death, he couldn't help but look back at his past. Gu Zhou seemed to have returned to the big courtyard in his childhood, seeing the wall full of creepers, and hearing the birdsong and cicadas singing .After that, all that remained in his eyes was the vast yellow sand of the desert in the northwest, the changing of the sun and the moon caused by the flickering of incandescent lamps, and his passion and childlike affection.

Because I have an unfinished mission.

Gu Zhou came back from the trance, feeling that apart from dizziness, there seemed to be a red-hot screw embedded in his head, stirring constantly, and every time he touched his nerves, he felt severe pain.

I seem to have a slight fever.

Taking advantage of his conscious awareness and basic mobility, Gu Zhou held onto the table and stood up, and walked outside. Before leaving, he did not forget to look at the cabinet full of guns and bullet.

After staggering out of the small building, Gu Zhou identified the direction, then walked around the small building and came to the backyard.Different from the simple and dilapidated small building, the backyard is a very modern helicopter landing pad, surrounded by sound-absorbing glass panels, and the interior is divided into four areas, which can accommodate four large helicopters.

The sky above the backyard is equipped with an automatic imaging glass plate, and several small recognition devices are equipped on the periphery, which can judge whether it is qualified to land by identifying the helicopter’s code, so as to control the opening and closing of the glass plate.This imaging glass panel can change the imaging by adapting to the surrounding environment, making it look like an ordinary backyard from the outside, so it is often used in military bases or confidential departments.

At this time, the glass panel was fully opened, and a brand new military helicopter was parked swaggeringly in the middle of the four parking spaces. Judging from the light, this person may just be itchy.

Gu Zhou avoided the zombies in black suits lying here and there on the tarmac, opened the rear cockpit door of the helicopter, sat in, thought for a while, and found that the lock was not locked, and then gasped for breath with some exhaustion.

He raised his hand and looked at the tactical bracelet on his wrist. It had been two hours since he had close contact with the zombie.The symptoms of dizziness are more obvious, the body temperature rises, according to the data on the wristband, it is close to 38 ℃, and the muscles of the limbs begin to ache and weak, which is an extremely bad sign.

The pathological analysis of the virus just seen on the desk appeared uncontrollably in his mind, even though he was already familiar with these things, and he could even add five, six, seven or eight points for attention.

The virus is transmitted through blood. Once the mucous membrane of the person directly contacts the blood of the infected person, or the virus directly enters the blood circulation through the saliva of the infected person, the infection rate of the direct contact person is 100%.The infected person developed symptoms such as fever, fatigue, shortness of breath, and dizziness within 4 hours of the first exposure. The type and severity of symptoms varied from person to person, and no obvious pathological rules were found. Within 10 hours, the infected person developed symptoms of hemolysis, within 18 hours various organs began to bleed extensively, within 22 hours the infected person suffered from respiratory failure, and within 24 hours clinical death could be determined.After clinical death, some cells in the infected person's body remain in a low-activity state, and they only have low-level biological hunting instincts, prey on living things, and completely lose their social human attributes.

Biosafety Center No.20 failed three antibody experiments. At present, all human drugs are ineffective against the virus, the laboratory cannot cultivate attenuated viruses, vaccine research has stagnated, and all animal experiments have not produced effective antibodies.Here, the Biosafety Center solemnly reminds all human beings to protect themselves from infection, and once infected, human medicine will have no power to resist.