Chicago is still brightly lit at night, and people are enjoying delicious dinners in restaurants and bars.

In an abandoned building west of the city, a group of addicts were also enjoying their "dinner", and they came to their paradise in the smoke and syringe injections.

The three figures stopped in this dim and dirty place, and one of the black figures said, "Okay, put the things here."

The two of them gently placed the lifted box on the ground with their hands and feet. The man who was speaking took out a black hemispherical object from his arms and buckled it in the center of the box and turned it on.

As his hand turned, four buckles popped out with a click of the four corners of the box. Seeing this scene, the leading man hurriedly greeted the remaining two, "Go, go quickly." After that, he ran out.

The three of them ran to the car outside the building and drove away without looking back.

Soon, four sticks popped out of the four corners of the box and fell to the ground, and the cover of the box rose, and a green gas drifted out of the box.

An addict in the building staggered to go to the bathroom. As he walked, his thigh was hit. He looked down in confusion. It was the black box. He squatted down curiously, lifted the lid and looked in.

A stream of green air squirted on his face. There were only four empty transparent glass bottles in the box. The bottle cap connected to the mechanism on the top of the box. Now the bottle cap has been opened and it is empty inside.

Just as the disappointed man was about to untie the chain of his pants and was convenient for him to be in this box, an unknown virus had entered his blood and headed straight to the center of his brain.

This virus frantically swallowed the nutrients in his blood and quickly controlled his brain. At this moment, there was only a kind of thinking left in his mind, that is, hunger, extreme hunger. Moreover, his eyes also mutated, the world in his eyes turned gray, and only the blood flowing in the bodies of the addicts around him showed an attractive red.

"Ah!!!" A shrill cry sounded in the abandoned building.

Jack is an office worker. Today, as usual, he sat in the cafe where he often sat, watching the hot-bodied girl pouring coffee for the guests. In his opinion, this was the best time of the day.

"Ah!" A scream came from outside the window. This did not disturb his mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, the girl stood up and looked out.

A group of people ran past the window in panic, looking back while running, as if they were avoiding something. Unfortunately, nothing could be seen from the angle where Jack sat.

The waitress put the coffee maker on the table and pushed the door out to see what was going on. Jack looked at her and just pushed open the door halfway, her face changed drastically. She turned around and shouted, "Run!" Then she quickly pushed open the door and ran towards the crowd.

Jack felt something was wrong, so he drank all the coffee in his cup and stood up, and approached the window like other customers in the cafe.

Oh my God, this is a scene of doomsday, countless people in ragged and blood were chasing and biting others, their pace was not particularly fast, but seemed tireless, Jack watched a pale fat man pounce on a lady and bit it like a beast.

"Oh, my God." Everyone in the cafe was frightened and quickly opened the door and ran out. Jack also ran out with everyone, but unfortunately, his tie was pinched by the closed door. He tried hard to pull out the tie, but the two of them had already run to him and threw him into it. The last scene of his life was two big mouths full of blood.

The Chicago Police Department's phone number was paralyzed again, and countless calls came in to ask them for help.

Sheriff Boyt was wearing a bulletproof vest while listening to Officer Caroline's report, "The zombie tide started from the old neighborhoods in the northwest. It spreads very quickly, and people who were bitten will also mutate into zombies, so it is impossible to tell how many people are infected at present. The zombies' movement power is slightly weaker than that of normal people, but their endurance is amazing and tireless."

"Are there any weaknesses?" Boyt began to load magazines on his body.

"The fatal parts are the head and heart, just like normal people, but other parts are useless after being shot and there is no pain."

"Sheriff." Officer Joe hurried in from outside and said to him breathlessly: "Senator Trump needs a team of police officers to protect him."

"Go to the ****** Councilman." Boyt pointed at Joe with his finger, "Tell the shit MP that the salary I received was given by all Chicago citizens, not him, and asked him to hire people at the security company."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted, "Everyone follows me and go to Divison Street to build a line of defense, so that those rotten eggplants can't get the whole of Chicago dirty."

"Yes!" All the police officers were inspired, and Boyt was the hero in their hearts at this moment.

Joe looked at Boyt's back, gritted his teeth, picked up his weapon and followed the large army.

Caroline sat next to Boyt and frowned and asked, "Is it okay to care about those calls for help?"

"I can't take care of that much at critical moments. If I can't cut off the route of this group of miscellaneous routes, the whole city will fall into chaos and no one can save it." Boyt answered calmly. He knew that he could not hesitate at this time. Any slight pity could cause irreparable mistakes, although his own son is also in the North District.

When he arrived at Divison Street and got out of the car, Boyt immediately issued an order: "Use police cars and roadblocks to set up isolation belts to prevent all rotten eggplants coming from the north. If there are ordinary people, Isolate them first and leave them to the doctor to see if they are infected. If there are any infections, tie them up first."

"Nathan, you can take someone to guard the bridge, no problem."

"Yes, sheriff, leave it to me, come with me from the drug control team." A police officer led a group of people to the direction of the bridge.

"Snipers, I'll put them on the roof to support police officers in danger."

"Yes, sir."

"Swat, as mobile forces, you are dangerous reinforcements wherever there is danger."

"Yes, sir."

The orders were issued accurately, and all the police officers stabilized their panic during the orders and stared at their defense zone with all their concentration.

Boyt saw that everyone was all in their place, called Kailoline over and asked, "Have the National Guard contacted him, how long will it take to arrive?"

"About 3 to 4 hours, sir."

"Damn, these bastards. Forget it, no one would have thought that this would happen, let them do it as soon as possible."

"Sir." Caroline hesitated and asked, "Do you want to notify the Ministry of Defense?"

"You must." Boyt thought for a while and said, "Let them not rush to come and make trouble, just set up defenses around."

"Sir, why?" Caroline looked at him strangely.

Boyt gritted his teeth and replied: "What those bastards are best at is blowing up everything they see, but this is the fucking America, Chicago, not Baghdad, let them get away, not World War III, so they don't need them."
Chapter completed!