This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

In the Second Research Institute, an experiment has reached the most critical moment.

Fang Yazhou looked down from the microscope, and in the microscopic world magnified several times, antibodies and zombie viruses are undergoing a new round of confrontation. Everything is like a microscopic war. Antibodies and viruses are silently fighting. , Antibodies have formed a tendency to encircle, but the virus is still stubbornly resisting.

But Fang Yazhou knew that the result would not be so smooth and simple. He was testing the minimum dose of antibody needed, and sure enough, the zombie virus started to counterattack after a while.

"Dr. Fang, Master Zou is here." Suddenly, a voice interrupted Fang Yazhou.

Fang Yazhou didn't raise his head and said, "Let him wait."

"It's urgent, I'll see you right away."

"Wait another 2 minutes!"

"If he rushes in, we won't be able to stop him."

Only then did Fang Yazhou push away the microscope, with a look of helplessness on his face. The experiment was just halfway through, and he was destined not to see the results of the experiment.He told the other researchers, "Be sure to record the test time, this time it must be accurate to the second."

At this stage, both time and quantity become critical factors.

Fang Yazhou walked all the way from the laboratory. The door of his office was open. Zou Fang had been waiting for him there. Instead of finding a chair to sit down, he stood leaning against the table with his head bowed, his back as straight as ever.

Seeing Fang Yazhou walking in, Zou Fang raised his head, his eyes were exposed under the brim of his hat, but his eyes were a little complicated, he almost thought that he would not be able to wait for him.

Fang Yazhou was angry in his heart, and his tone was always cold, "Mr. Zou, what's the matter? He came here suddenly."

It was rare for Zou Fang not to choke with him, with a serious expression on his face, "Remember what I said to you now, a meeting to deal with the tide of corpses was just held today, and the northern military region has insufficient plans for the tide of corpses, I think it may Something will happen."

Fang Yazhou poured himself a glass of water, put the other glass next to Zou Fang, and wiped himself clean with one sentence, "If something happens, you should tell the military and discuss it with your father. I am just a scientist. Researchers."

"I know, listen to me." Zou Fang coughed twice, and continued: "First, I hope you can make an analysis report on the tide of corpses, and estimate the magnitude of the tide of corpses that may appear in the north , the more complete the situation, the better, and write down the possible situations and impacts of the corresponding magnitudes, this analysis report should be published as soon as possible.”

This is Fang Yazhou's business. Although he didn't know the purpose of Zou Fang's asking him to do this, Fang Yazhou nodded slightly, which was considered to be his agreement.

"Second, when necessary, contact Shen Lingyue and use the media to expose these matters, attract the attention of the public and influence public opinion, but pay attention to wording and guidance, so as not to cause unnecessary panic among the public." At this point, Zou Fang suddenly paused , Fang Yazhou suddenly noticed Zou Fang's strangeness, his lips were so pale, the temperature in the room was a bit cold, but his cheeks were covered with sweat under the military cap.

Fang Yazhou wanted to ask him if he was unwell, but before he could open his mouth, Zou Fang continued: "Third, you contact my father, I called him just now on the way here, but he may be in a meeting and didn't answer." , You just say what I said, let him prepare some troops there in the near future, ready to deal with emergencies of the corpse tide at any time."

"Mr. Zou, why didn't you say it yourself." The more Fang Yazhou listened to what he said, the more he felt strange. Some unlucky thoughts floated in his mind, and Zou Fang suddenly ran over just to say these words himself, a bit like It's about arranging for the funeral.

Zou Fang didn't answer him, just continued on there by himself, "Now there are people from the destruction faction everywhere, and the struggle between the old-fashioned faction and the reformist faction has reached the final moment. You must ensure your safety and try to communicate with all factions. Don't get involved, don't take care of things that shouldn't be taken care of..."

Fang Yazhou looked at Zou Fang, frowned, and habitually raised his glasses with his hand.

"...Thank you Dr. Fang for your cooperation with the military. When Zou Lang comes back, please help me watch him more. If you are lucky enough to meet my father and let him take care of his health, I have always wanted to treat you to dinner. But I'm always too busy..." Zou Fang suddenly took a step forward while speaking, and then hugged Fang Yazhou tightly into his arms, his movements were a little stiff.

Fang Yazhou was caught off guard by him, hesitated for a while, and didn't push him away, but he didn't know how to place his hands.It's broad daylight, and in the office, doing such a transgressive thing, the person in front of him is probably crazy.Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his neck, and a familiar smell of blood.The bad premonition in Fang Yazhou's heart was stronger, and he wanted to push him away to see the situation, "Zou Fang you..."

Zou Fang's consciousness was a little blurred, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed. He didn't notice that some blood flowed down Fang Yazhou's collar and into his clothes. Don't answer me, I don't want to hear your rejection." He blinked his eyes lightly, his voice lowered, "I'm just a little tired, let me hug you for a while..."

From the car accident just now, Zou Fang knew that something in his body was broken.He has been enduring the severe pain until now, when he spoke just now, except for the white ball in front of his eyes, he could not see clearly at all.

Accompanied by the severe pain in his body, the blood from the corner of Zou Fang's mouth flowed down uncontrollably. The pain was like a giant beast that opened its mouth wide and swallowed him. He had never lost in his life, but he was tired now. No strength to fight.

Blood stained Fang Yazhou's white clothes red, but Zou Fang still hugged him tightly, unwilling to let go.

Fang Yazhou stroked his back lightly with his hand to calm him down, "Okay, I promise you. Mr. Zou means what he says, but you must treat me to this meal."

Both of them knew that this sentence was not as simple as a meal.

Fang Yazhou felt that there was no such unreasonable person in the world anymore, but he was Zou Fang, so he couldn't hate him.

After getting this sentence, Zou Fang let go of the hand holding him, and explained, "I won't force you, I just want...to see you for the last time..."

He didn't want to be entangled, nor did he want to win his sympathy, but he was as arrogant as he was, and he had to die before he could say anything.

After speaking, Zou Fang's body instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground, his military cap rolled aside, stained red with blood.

"Come here, get ready for surgery!" Fang Yazhou shouted as he pushed open the office door, then he turned around and knelt down beside Zou Fang.

"Zou Fang, Zou Fang, look at me..." Fang Yazhou found that Zou Fang's face was as white as paper, and he was vomiting blood in his mouth, which was mixed with some red internal organs. Turning his neck to the side, blood kept spitting out from his mouth, even breathing became a luxury.

Fang Yazhou's cold fingers quickly untied Zou Fang's military uniform, trying to judge his injuries. His ribs were broken, pierced into his lungs, his spleen was damaged, his liver was ruptured, and other internal organs were severely contused. He was bleeding all the time. He didn't know. This person just spoke to him with such an injury.

At that moment, Fang Yazhou's mind went blank, as if all the knowledge he had learned all his life had been emptied, it became blank, he didn't know what to do, he just stroked his face with trembling hands.

Zou Fang was lying there, his eyes half-opened looking at him, his eyes had never been gentler...

Fang Yazhou has always felt that science is the only important thing in his life. He doesn't love anyone or anything. Since when did this person occupy a great deal of weight in his life?

They didn't meet much, and more often they just worked together. He blocked a zombie attack for him, always interrupted his analysis, often forgot to read the reports he submitted to the military, and occasionally talked to him about the military and Gossip about my brother.

Some of their ideas are very consistent, so they are in different positions and feel that they are not alone.

He thought he was invincible. In the last days, such a person was like the backbone of an empire.

And now, he fell in front of him.Not by the mouth of zombies, but by the hands of human beings themselves.

Everything around became chaotic. Someone pushed a stretcher and moved Zou Fang onto it.

Fang Yazhou followed the crowd to the operating room.When the shadowless lamp was turned on, it made a familiar buzzing sound, which woke him up like a dream.

"Dr. Fang..." Someone turned to look at him as if asking for advice.

Fang Yazhou took a deep breath and said, "I will perform this operation myself."

He skillfully disinfected his hands, put on gloves and a mask, then Fang Yazhou closed his eyes, and took the scalpel, which was the gun in his hand, and the operating table was his battlefield.He wanted to use the scalpel in his hand to save this man's life.Then he opened his eyes, the scalpel fell, and blood spurted out instantly...

Whether it's City B, the North, or Rama, an unprecedented cold winter is coming.

In the lost land in the far north, a group of corpses gathered, like a mighty army, about to march south.

In the empire, how to reverse the situation?

Every second counts, every inch of land counts.