Zombies don't need to rest

It's about how to manage the sudden proliferation of guns.

In three days, more than 7 guns flowed into the people of NO.11 Base City. Although the people who bought guns so far were all rich people, judging from the results fed back from the hospital today, they participated in physical and mental tests today. Among the people who received health certificates, ordinary people have begun to appear.

Lao Jiu sighed, stuffed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and continued to flip through the messages on the phone.

"Are people dead again in the zombie living area of ​​Base [-]?"

Looking at the latest news, he frowned and clicked on the link.

Just last night, in the zombie living area of ​​Base No. [-], a snack vendor was found dead on the roof of an unfinished building.

When the police arrived, they took away a zombie at the scene again.

Now the place where the accident happened has been blocked, so the news is only circulating, and no scene pictures and details have been exposed.

However, the two consecutive accidents all happened in the living area of ​​zombies, and the current base city of No. [-] can be said to be panic-stricken.

Many people expressed concern online.

And just below their comments, some people can be seen showing off their newly purchased guns, saying that thanks to the good policies of the Federation, they now have the ability to protect themselves, and they can shoot back even if they are in danger.

"Ah"

Lao Jiu laughed disdainfully.

Before that, he would also feel that guns could protect him from zombies.

But since he saw the prison room destroyed by Cai Wuen, he understood.

Unless heavy armor is used, humans have no resistance to zombies at all.

Not even in light combat armor.

Moreover, Cai Wuen is not a very powerful zombie.

So it was at that time that he realized that he had no concept of the combat effectiveness of high-level zombies at all.

Because in this era, I am afraid that everyone, including the commander of the army, has no experience in fighting zombies head-on.

Lao Jiu now doubts whether there is an objective judgment on the combat effectiveness of different levels of zombies within the army.

His news is relatively well-informed, so he knows very well that not all zombies in the Federation are as easy-talking as the No. 11 base city.

In case those guys really break out with humans, those ridiculous guns will definitely not do anything.

After thinking for a while he shook his head.

I am just the housekeeper and driver of Mayor Fan, and with Mr. Jiang around, it is basically impossible for similar problems to occur here in the No. 11 base city.

Lao Jiu muttered: "Let's leave the affairs of the Federation to the great chairman to worry about. I'm just an old man who doesn't understand anything."

Laying down comfortably in the car with the seat down, Lao Jiu stopped checking the messages on his phone.

But what he didn't know was that the public opinion in the second base city was developing in a direction that no one wanted to see.

"dong dong dong"

The sudden knocking sound from the co-pilot's position made Lao Jiu turn his head curiously, and saw Jiang Yang, who had just gone upstairs for 10 minutes, standing outside.

Sitting up quickly and putting down the car window, Lao Jiu asked curiously, "What's the matter, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yang opened the car door and sat in. He said calmly, "I told Mayor Fan that there is something important now. Please take me to Base City No. [-]."

Lao Jiu frowned and quickly adjusted the seat and asked, "Base City No. [-]? What's wrong?"

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "It's a little troublesome."

Lao Jiu didn't ask any more questions, and quickly started the car to leave after seeing the message Fan Zishan sent to him on his mobile phone.

At the same time, in the zombie living area of ​​No. [-] Base City, Zhou Yongxin, the person in charge of Wufeng, was standing behind the crowd, looking at the two groups of people on the street expressionlessly.

To be precise, it was two groups of zombies.

A Class A zombie with a height of more than two meters stood on the right side of the street.

Although the surveillance at the garbage point did not capture the murderer who kidnapped and injured the old man, it can be proved that he did arrive later, so after investigation and questioning, he came out of the guard.

Beside him were two other Class A zombies, with three pairs of scarlet eyes staring at the five people opposite.

Standing opposite him was a Class A zombie who lived in the same residential building as him, and four Class A zombies followed him.

As the ceiling of the current zombie combat effectiveness, eight Grade A zombies stood on the same street, and the onlookers had to step back and watch silently.

They are unwilling to leave, because the two parties who are facing each other really affect their lives.

Zhou Yongxin looked at the group with more people.

There was another kidnapping injury accident last night. This time, the seriously injured peddler died before the ambulance arrived.

After receiving the report, the guards immediately cordoned off the scene.

And, brought heavy armor.

Now the police officers are examining the zombies who have had contact with the peddlers one by one.

Zhou Yongxin can understand such behavior, because he has also seen the new case, and just like a few days ago, there is no second human breath at the scene.

In addition, the monitoring screen did not capture the content, so the police inevitably suspected that it was done by zombies.

But for the larger group of zombies, the suspicion of these police officers made them very angry.

"Go away, let these ignorant little guys go back to their cardboard houses, let's investigate this case."

Hearing what the other person said, the tall zombie narrowed his eyes and said, "We don't have the power to enforce the law. Since everyone is sure that it wasn't done by the zombie, we should let them investigate."

The zombie on the opposite side said in a disdainful tone: "They? What else can they find out besides blocking streets and pubs?"

The tall zombie didn't speak.

Because so far, I don't even have a clue as to who the previous tavern owner was hurt like that.

Now it happened again, the guards directly blocked all the zombie taverns in the zombie living area, and even the vendors on the street were persuaded to leave by them.

This has seriously affected the lives of some zombies.

Moreover, he could also feel that all the police officers were now suspecting zombies.

But the problem is that neither of these two cases were done by zombies.

Zhou Yongxin stood at the back of the crowd.

He has asked someone to inquire about it, because the location and time of the incident are close, and the modus operandi is basically the same. Now the two cases are being investigated together.

The biggest suspects were the zombies in the living quarters.

Public opinion in the city directly suspected the murderer on the zombie.

Under the pressure of huge public opinion, the guards began to mobilize heavy combat armor into the zombie living area.

But such behavior is a provocation in the eyes of some zombies.

Especially for those Class A zombies who are not afraid of heavy combat armor.

Looking at the opposing sides, Zhou Yongxin squinted his eyes and looked around, then turned and left the crowd.

Since it wasn't made by zombies, the identity of the suspect is very suspicious.

It is impossible for the federal monitoring system to fail to capture the murderer, but the guards did not find the result. It can only be said that someone erased the murderer from the monitoring system.

Who in the current federation has such ability?

Luo Jincheng?

Zhou Yongxin didn't understand, did he really do this?

Sensing the sudden burst of energy fluctuations on the street behind him, Zhou Yongxin quickened his pace and left the scene, took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a message.

It's troublesome, because the unknown and mysterious murderer, those two groups of zombies, are fighting.

The alarm sounded instantly.

Within a few minutes, the sound of the plane's engine came from above the sky.

Zhou Yongxin stood in a shadow at the corner of the street and looked at the fighter planes flying in the sky, shaking his head with some regret.

Although the life of the past 100 years was a bit boring because of the need to go to the factory every day, such a peaceful life was not bad in his opinion.

But now, the peaceful life was suddenly broken, and the conflicts accumulated for decades among the zombies showed signs of breaking out.

The phone rang suddenly, and it was a message from the No. [-] base city:

[The zombie living area is under full martial law, all citizens are requested to return home as soon as possible. 】

Tremors came from the street in the distance. When Zhou Yongxin was returning home, he happened to meet a six-member heavy combat armored team running towards the street where the conflict broke out.

Standing by the window and looking at the members of the guards who were tensely on guard below, Zhou Yongxin shook his head helplessly.

Right now, the guards are only dispatched to maintain order. If there is a conflict between the zombies, it will be the army.

There is room for maneuver.

Looking at the message from Jiang Yang on his mobile phone, Zhou Yongxin sat silently on the sofa.

If you need Brother Yang to help you with everything, isn't it a bit too useless for you to be the person in charge?

Standing up silently and looking out the window, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to the members of the No. [-] Base City through the windless system: "After the end of the martial law, the case will be investigated as soon as possible. In addition, the statistics of the current number of zombies in the No. [-] Base City For details on the number of people and their scale, update the reporting system for the statistical data list of zombies in the No. [-] base city."

After sending these, he put down his phone and walked to the window, feeling the energy fluctuations that had stopped, and nodded silently.

Fortunately, the conflict between the two groups of zombies was not serious, and they didn't really do anything.

But who did these two cases?

What is he doing this for?

Jiangyang is the second base city that arrived the next morning.

Martial law had been lifted when he came here, but his information was checked repeatedly and registered when he entered the city.

Lao Jiu drove the car into the zombie living area, and the pair of red eyes staring at him made him a little nervous.

Taking advantage of a chance when no one was around, he whispered, "Mr. Jiang, how do you feel that the zombies in this place are, uh, more fierce?"

Jiang Yang said calmly: "Because they are really thinking about killing you."

Lao Jiu shivered subconsciously, and Jiang Yang asked with a smile: "You and Luo Jincheng shouldn't have a death feud, right? The kind of killing your father and taking your wife?"

Lao Jiu shook his head: "How is that possible? Mr. Jiang, don't make such jokes."

Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Then don't worry, you are safe with me."

The car came all the way to the entrance of a tavern inside the zombie living area.

It was clearly early in the morning, but this zombie tavern was open, and there were still a large number of zombies gathering.

Lao Jiu parked the car in the parking space at the door, Jiang Yang looked at him and asked, "Are you going in with me? Or stay here?"

Looking around at the zombies staring at him, Lao Jiu took a deep breath and said, "I'd better follow Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yang pushed the car door open with a smile: "Don't be afraid, if someone asks you a question later, just answer it truthfully."

Lao Jiu was a little puzzled, someone asked himself a question?

Subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yang.

When he came, he was thinking, now that the zombies can flow freely, why Mr. Jiang didn't drive here by himself, but must bring himself.

Is it difficult?

Swallowing hard and looking at the open door of the tavern, Lao Jiu suddenly wanted to go home.

Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Don't be afraid."

The two walked into the zombie tavern, and the inside fell silent instantly.

Looking over with scarlet eyes, Lao Jiu froze in place.

Jiang Yang stepped forward to block him.

Looking at the zombies sitting in the innermost place, he smiled and said, "Why, I'm not welcome?"

A thin zombie sitting in the back stood up, stared at Jiang Yang with squinted eyes and said, "Oh, isn't this Director Jiang? Why did you come all the way here with a gift?"

Jiang Yang looked at him with a smile: "On March 61, 3 of the Cataclysm Era, I already gave you a big gift on the northern grasslands. You must have forgotten it."

The zombie squinted his eyes and walked over to stare at Jiang Yang: "What are you doing here?"