After a while, the second echelon in my father's mouth arrived.

Councillor Kossack led a group of convoys to the front line, "Hey, Dad, I wasn't late."

"No, MP, you're here so well." The father said to Boyt happily when he saw him coming: "You can find him for orders and assignments, he is specialized in his specialty."

After saying that, he took advantage of the sheriff's failure to catch it and rushed to the defense line. He shot and shouted: "Young guys, dad is here, you guys should not be compared by dad, this is the fourth one..."

The sound of ghosts and wolves cried and howled on the defense line immediately, and the zombies were hit hard again.

The sheriff looked back and saw that most of the men and women who followed Kosak were not very strong. After getting off the car, they immediately moved things, ammunition, medicine, food, and water from the car.

The sheriff shook hands tightly with the councillor, "You are so thoughtful, thank you very much."

"You're welcome to stop talking, by the way, sheriff, are you injured who have been bitten by zombies but have not transformed yet? This time we have brought a batch of medicines that may be able to treat this symptom. Try it quickly."

"Really?" This is probably the best news the sheriff heard today. "Where did you get it? It was developed so quickly?"

"It was provided by Zhengyidao. I don't understand the specific principles, but their person in charge, Uncle Fu, said that there is a high probability of curing it, as long as the virus has not invaded the brain."

When the sheriff heard that it was provided by a religion, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, but he soon gritted his teeth and continued to take the councillor to the quarantine area. Anyway, they are all dead, so there is no harm in trying it.

I opened the curtain and came to the isolation area. There were injured people everywhere, one by one, tied firmly to a stretcher. Some doctors were shuttled through it, and four policemen stood around, holding guns to deal with emergencies.

"Quick!" At the order of the MP, the doctors and nurses behind him picked up the needle and went to the stretcher.

"Hard it, it may hurt a little." A big-eyed nurse wearing a mask said to the police officer on the stretcher.

"It's okay, it's better than becoming those disgusting monsters." If it weren't for being tied up, the young man on the stretcher had already been ready to commit suicide by swallowing his gun. Seeing hope for life, a little pain was nothing.

A tube of light blue liquid entered their blood, quickly finding the bacteria that made them crazy and mutated, isolated them from the blood and wrapped them up. After a while, the bacteria were dissolved in the blue liquid.

During this process, the people who were bitten gritted their teeth and persevered, but soon felt that their bodies returned to normal.

Seeing those who had entered a semi-crazy state gradually calm down, Boyt couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He turned around and grabbed the MP's hand: "Oh my God, you must be angels. On behalf of all the soldiers, I thank you for your efforts."

"Don't do this, sheriff, this disaster is not over yet, let's work together."

"OK."

With the help of the new force and special medicine, the defense line has become more and more stable, and some soldiers with good shooting skills have even begun to snipe zombies in their vision at a long distance.

Sheriff Boyt called his father and the congressman together and pointed to the northern part of the Chicago city map and said, "Now we have firmly secured the defense line. Next, I want to lead my men to come here to see if we can save more people. Can you keep here for me?"

Kosack looked up at the darkening weather, frowned and said, "It's almost dark. Your police officer has been fighting for a long time and is still fighting against zombies in a dark environment. This is too dangerous."

Boyt gritted his teeth, "There's no way. Every time a minute of delay, I don't know how many people will die from this disaster. I really can't stand watching the ordinary people die."

"But we can't let the soldiers die." The MP still insisted on his own point of view. "Dark is your biggest enemy. If you go deep behind enemy lines and cannot get rapid treatment, then who will lead us to continue fighting? I am not the commander. I can only play a role in stabilizing people's hearts. You are needed here, the sheriff."

Boyt punched the police car behind him in annoyed manner, unable to say anything.

The MP put one hand on the sheriff's shoulder and was about to say something, suddenly his father ran over excitedly, holding a phone in his hand, "We're here to reinforcements, there's no problem this time."

Also? The sheriff was a little dazed. Who is coming this time? Superman? Batman?

Dad ran to the front and said to the sheriff: "Mr. Sheriff, Thunder Security is here, there is no problem this time."

"Really, they were out?" the Speaker asked happily.

"That team under Li?" The sheriff looked at his father with excitement and some concern.

Dad nodded: "Yes, they contacted Mr. Li, and he ordered the security team to attack in full to protect Chicago's safety."

As soon as they finished speaking, the roar of vehicles came from afar. People on the defense line looked into the distance, and thick police personnel carriers drove towards the defense line. The sign of the lightning-voltage yin and yang fish on the car made them cheer. In the eyes of the people in the South District, it was their soldiers.

The personnel carrier was parked in front of the sheriff, and the back door opened, and a team of fully armed members lined up in front of him. Deputy captain Yehans also jumped out of the car in military uniform and came to the sheriff to salute him, "Mr. Sheriff, all members of the Thunder Security Team are here to reinforce. If you have any use to get us, please instruct me."

The sheriff replied with a gift, and he was extremely grateful to anyone who could still help them at this time.

He took Hans to the map, told him his thoughts in detail, and then tentatively asked Hans if he could enter the North District for proper investigation.

Hans studied the map carefully. After a moment, he raised his head and said in his calm voice, "There are 20 small streets facing north and south, 5 streets. Each of our teams has 10 people. Every two teams enter a small street. The remaining people follow the personnel carriers along the street and reinforce the teams at any time. Look how it is."

"No, there are too few squads on one street and two squads. The North District is conservatively estimated to have a population of 2 million. Even if only half of them are infected, it is an astronomical number. Your number is too small. I suggest that you clear out the five main streets first, establish strongholds, and then radiate outward with the stronghold as the center. Although the speed may be slower, at least there is security." The sheriff firmly opposed their combat plan.

Hans looked at his watch, "It took too long, so more and more people would be infected, and the night provided convenience for the zombies' movements, so the survivors could not hold on for so long."

"Then I can't let you die in vain." Boyt insisted on his plan.

Hans considered it and compromised, "Supervisor, our squad has a very strong offensive ability. We are responsible for rapid advancement, mainly using killing zombies as the combat mission, and advance to the outbreak point as soon as possible to see if the problem can be solved from the root. I just saw that the National Guard was about to arrive. When they arrived, you would take them along the street to build a stronghold to rescue the wounded."

Boyt frowned. It seemed that this was the best way. Li's men still had some tricks. He made an appointment with Hans to call the channel, and then walked to the defense line and ordered the roadblock to be moved away.

The neat and powerful steps of the young men in the security team gave everyone confidence, and the people in the southern area were whistling and cheering, watching the soldiers enter the battlefield.

The sheriff looked at their backs and simply stopped blocking the roadblocks. He arranged for the guards to let the rest take a quick break. Although he believed in the strength of the security team, after all, there were so many enemies, he was still ready to reinforce them as quickly as possible.
Chapter completed!