A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

After falling to the ground, the body of the infected person was still trembling slightly, but the sound from his throat was obviously much smaller, leaking out intermittently, it sounded a bit like when a gust of wind violently passes through a narrow gap sound.

Both guards wear team uniforms specially designed to deal with infected people, so even if he rushes out of the isolation room, the members of the two teams only need to put on the headgear, and the ones who are really vulnerable are me and a few others Member of the medical team.During the time when Conordo went to pick up the virus isolation clothes, the two escort teams kept raising their guns and getting ready, but in fact the guns could only barely block the actions of the infected people. Viruses that spread out are completely powerless.

Gerald probably also became a little nervous because of the series of actions of the infected person before. At this time, he stood half a step in front of me, staring intently at the interior of the isolation room.

I smiled and patted him on the side of the waist to signal him not to worry too much for the time being.

Conordo quickly returned to us with the isolation gown, and I took a set and changed it on the spot without putting on the isolation cap for the time being.

"He doesn't need these protective gear, does he?" Conordo asked, looking at Gerald hesitantly while holding the last set of spare gowns in his hand.

"No need." I nodded and said, "And he won't like this kind of clothes that are too restrictive, so let's put them aside first."

Gerald turned his head and glanced at our attire, and stood there without saying anything, but his expression seemed a little curious.

I put my left hand on his shoulder to make him focus on the infected person again, then waved to the medical team members behind me, "Stand back first."

The infected person in the isolation room is still trying to stand up again, but it may be because of sitting on the chair for a long time, his legs look quite weak, and he can't even directly support his body.After he tried a few times, he still fell headfirst to the ground, and he didn't move his body much for a period of time afterwards.

It was not the first time for us to deal with a person infected with a vicious virus, so we didn't feel anxious at all at this time. We still stood quietly and waited, speculating and judging the impact of his next action.

What came before his movement was another strong vibration of the protective cover.This time we could even clearly hear the muffled sound of the defensive mask after being violently impacted. At the same time, the buildings in the entire base shook again for a few seconds, and then returned to calm.

These two shocks should have been caused by the vicious virus-infected people on the periphery. Judging from Gerrard's reaction, it shouldn't be due to the influence of the metal box.Although you can't hear the battle outside here in the isolation zone building, the situation is definitely not going to be any better.

And after this shock, the infected person inside started roaring again. Although the sound was not as terrible as it sounded before, his body suddenly jumped up from the ground, and directly hit the isolation wall with his shoulders come over.

The material of the wall of the isolation room is special, and the attack ability of the infected person has been strengthened, but judging from the two vibrations that the infected person hit on it, it probably won't last long.

I frowned slightly, and knew that there was no room for choice or hesitation at this time, so I could only sigh softly in the end, and said to Conordo, "Use the anesthesia bomb."

"...Understood." Conordo also looked at the infected person and hesitated for a while before solemnly nodding, walked to the side controller and began to load anesthesia ammunition into the isolation room injector.

Not long after he turned around, there was another loud sound from the wall of the isolation room, which overlapped with the muffled sound of the protective cover outside and echoed each other, making the eardrums ache a little from the shock.

When the sound came, I still raised my hand to cover Gerald's ears as before, silently watching every impact of the infected person.

It's not the first time I've experienced this feeling of powerlessness, but I still can't suppress the guilt and helplessness in my heart when I watch an infected person who may be aware of what he is doing hurt his body uncontrollably .

The operation of Conordo's operating system was not too slow, but just when the anesthesia bomb was loaded and was about to be launched directly, the infected person suddenly hit the wall again with all his strength.With the sound of glass shattering, the front wall was shattered into pieces, and the infected people rolled along with them. Except for the isolation room, they ignored the wounds on their bodies and rushed towards us. come over.

I first put on the isolation headgear, then took two steps back again, leaving enough room for the two escort teams.

Although this infected person has not yet passed the transmission cycle, and the HLM virus in his body has not yet fully matured and stabilized, his physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people. He came in front of the two teams, and stretched out his hand to grab one of the team members with a roar.

Although it is clear that it is not too difficult to deal with this infected person with the abilities of these team members, but because the virus he carries is too threatening, scratching the clothes of any team member may directly infect them, so Without thinking too much, I patted Gerrard on the back twice and said softly, "Go and help them."

Gerald nodded, and without much pause, he stepped in front of those team members in two steps, directly stretched out his hand to stop his movement, and grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground.Although the infected person's physique is not as good as Gerald's, probably because he still has a little consciousness, the reaction is much faster than other ordinary infected people, and he will not always be head-on. After a fall, De quickly rolled his body and took a few steps back, laying his hands on the ground and staring vigilantly at the two guards.

This is the first time I have seen his eyes face-on since the siege of the infected. Compared with the last time, his eyes have obviously become more cloudy and dazed, and the bad phenomena around the eye sockets are getting deeper and deeper, which sets off his eyes. His entire face was extremely pale.And his gaze seemed to be closer to instinct, and he seemed to be gradually losing all thinking and emotions.

Gerald rushed in front of him without giving him much time to react and breathe, and swept away the shards of the glass wall on the ground. At the same time, he also disrupted the steady pace of the infected person and turned him over again. on the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, the infected person jumped up relying on the strength of his back again, grabbed a crossbar in the corner of the isolation room with his right hand, raised his feet in the air and kicked Gerald's waist.

Gerrard took two steps back, directly grabbed his two legs, and pulled him out violently, forcing him to let go of the hand holding the crossbar, and threw him heavily to the other side in the next second. on one side of the wall.

Each of their movements is very fast, almost relying entirely on instinct, so the two guard teams are also not given a chance to react. The team members can only stand in place with their guns up, trying not to accidentally injure Gera. Looking for the infected person's flaws under the premise of virtue.

After being thrown against the wall, the infected person, like all vicious virus-infected persons, seemed to feel no pain at all, and once again landed on his feet and rushed towards Gerrard.However, his physical ability, which has not been completely transformed by the virus, is still inferior to Gerald. Before and after another charge, Gerrard stretched out his hand to tightly hold the neck and hips, and was directly reborn by this recoil force. Pressed back to the wall.

With the help of this short second of pause and stillness, the guards finally found a chance to take action, raised their guns and fired anesthesia bombs at the infected person's head.

Just as Conordo and I thought, the body of this infected person could no longer withstand more doses of narcotics, so after being shot in the head, instead of calming down directly, he roared and roared. The voice was even more shrill than before.The escort team had to fire another shot before forcing him into a coma.

After everything calmed down, the area in front of us has become a mess, the ground is covered with shards of glass, and there are many cracks and depressions on the surrounding walls. In some places, the infected person is still mixed. Dried blood.

Gerald stood holding his neck for a while, probably to confirm whether he had completely lost consciousness. After waiting for a while, he withdrew his hand and let the infected person slide down to the ground.

"Stay where you are." I ordered Conordo behind me, then stepped over the debris and debris on the ground, walked to Gerald's side, looked at him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Gerald looked at his palm for a while, and said, "His skin feels a little strange to the touch."

I looked at the infected person, nodded and said: "He hasn't passed the transmission cycle yet, and the HLM virus is still continuously transforming his body, so his current physical condition may indeed be different from ordinary people."

Before I finished speaking, Jiali Miweier's voice came from the communicator: "What happened to you?"

"The infected person escaped from the isolation room, and we had no choice but to forcibly stop him, so he has now fallen into a coma due to the anesthesia bomb." After I finished speaking, I noticed that Carrie Miville The tone seemed wrong, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiali Miweier was silent for a few seconds before saying: "The infected people on the periphery all retreated in the direction they came from."