"We can't get through this situation!"

The school bus stopped in front of a bunch of abandoned cars. The pass was opposite the bridge. There were two mailers erected on the bridge leaving the town. The searchlights on the mailers illuminated the entire bridge like daytime. The bridge deck was covered with cars, no zombies, and no humans.

"Password!"

The bridge, which originally thought there was no sign of biological activity, was just a gulf that could be crossed. The light from the searchlight made Zhang Hu'en feel that this gulf might have become a natural barrier.

"I am Second Lieutenant Zhong Yi from the AUA troops. The car is full of civilians, and there are a few children in the car. I have to send them out."

Zhong Yi, who was poking his head out, was dizzy by the light of the searchlight. The guards on the whistle tower had no intention of moving the searchlight away. He said in a formulaic tone:

"You can't go over, the pass has been blocked, and we have the right to shoot and kill any active object without a password."

"FUCKYOU! Which bastard gave the order?"

"Wuwutatatata!"

The answer to him was a series of dull heavy machine guns. Two storms made of steel swept among the zombies that followed behind the school bus. Seeing the zombies chasing the school bus falling down like harvesting wheat, Zhang Hu'en's anger rose again.

(Is it the final interpretation of the ugliness of human nature that is obviously capable, but not doing anything?)

The heavy machine gun swept over all the way, and the zombies lay down wherever they passed. They swept for a minute and a half, scaring the children in the car to cry before they almost ended.

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

Isabella controlled her emotions and tried her best to be calm. She opened the car door and walked into the light of the searchlight, raised her hands and said:

"I am Major Isabella of Atlanta 88A Land Division, and I want to meet your supreme commander."

"I'm sorry Major, General Tulius won't see you, I advise you..."

"General Tulius, Albert Tulius? When did the Pentagon take advantage of the wasteful people from the Logistics Department?"

"...Major, please return to the car, otherwise we cannot guarantee whether you will be hurt by accident in the next attack."

"I tell you, either you will kill me now, or you will tell your General Tulius, and say Major Brady Isabella wants to see him!"

“…I warn you…”

The searchlight suddenly turned to the left, and two headlighted cars were running over on the road from Beizhen. Soon, the ambulance and jeep were parked at the congested bridge head. The heavy machine gun fired again, and it took two minutes to clean the zombie group they brought.

"Password!"

"Abraham Lincoln!"

“Is patient zero in good condition?”

“Very stable!”

Yani and two soldiers lifted Meng Wujian on the hospital bed. Old Jack and his nephew Isaac whispered to the back. As the searchlight shone onto the bridge, two teams of ten fully armed American soldiers ran over. They pulled the barricade blocking the bridgehead and asked Yani and the two soldiers to carry Meng Wujian in, but stopped Old Jack and Isaac outside.

"Hey, what does it mean?"

"Sir, the helicopter is not in place enough."

"Ha, do you want us to wait for death here?"

"Back! I said to back!"

"Listen, Da Soldier, our commander, Major Meng Wujian, is not a normal person. He is crazy. He wants to take you to hell with you!"

"Da da da da!"

Captain Lockros, who had seized the soldiers' weapons, never expected these soldiers to fire at him. With the captain who fell down with an incredible look, all his subordinates exploded. They raised their guns and shot each other with the guards at the bridge. Soldiers with good cover and heavy machine guns could kill the survivors to the greatest extent, but there were too many ants to pile up death, not to mention that the endless sea of ​​zombies behind them had to disperse the firepower of the heavy machine guns.

After paying a huge price of casualties, the survivors shot the bridge guards to death. Less than 100 remaining survivors crossed the defense line and rushed towards the helicopter being started. General Tulius, who was sitting on the helicopter, saw that the scene had lost control, immediately patted the driver on the shoulder and said:

"Let's go, let this guy rise up."

"Sir, if the speed is not enough, it will happen..."

The driver's head was stunned for a moment, because Meng Wujian, who was supposed to be lying on the hospital bed, was pinching a pistol and pressing it on General Tulius' temple. His face was full of redness and clear words were not as morbid as the one that had just died.

"Go down, General, go down with me, and the sins we have committed should not be borne by the children."

"Are you crazy? Major Meng Wujian, we still have a chance, and the antibodies on your body can..."

Meng Wujian grabbed General Tulius and dragged him outward. The soldier who had already tied his seat belt broke free and rushed towards him. Meng Wujian pressed his hand on the trigger and said:

"Don't come over, we all have sins, you all deserve to go down."

Yani looked at Meng Wujian straight, and her tone showed despair:

"You lied to me again?"

"Yes, I told you that my conscience disappeared a long time ago, and all that is left is revenge, revenge, revenge!"

Meng Wujian took General Tulius off the helicopter, and the soldiers and Yani on the helicopter also followed. Meng Wujian looked at Zhang Hu'en and Zhong Yi who were standing aside and said to them:

"Let the kids go up, hurry!"

"No, he has virus antibodies on his body, he is the only hope to save humanity!"

Meng Wujian and Yani's words made the people present dilemma. Who should we save? Meng Wujian quickly smiled and gave the answer:

"There are no antibodies at all, Yani."

"What did you say?"

"The wound I got three days ago was made by Old Jack for me."

Yani looked at Old Jack and found a sense of relief on his face.

"Yes, in order to trick the culprit, Wu Jian and I staged this bitter plan together."

"No, no, no, you are lying to me, how do you know I will come?"

General Tulius was still refuting with the last glimmer of hope, and Meng Wujian took over the conversation and said:

"As the maker of biochemical weapons, isn't it your long-cherished wish for a living body with antibodies?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Even if I will come, how do you know when I will come?"

"So Old Jack will mix a little Iresa into my food every day, so that I can make my lung cancer cough up blood. Look, aren't you here?"

The hope in Tulius's eyes was ruthlessly destroyed by Meng Wujian. He suddenly raised his head and shouted at the soldiers standing beside him:

"Kill them, hurry up, shoot! Dunitz, why are you still standing there?"

Leading Lieutenant Denitz stopped his men's shooting, and he saluted General Tulius and said:

"General, since there is no antibodies, I think it's time to leave some hope for the country! Marines, always be loyal!"

"Always be loyal!"

The remaining nine soldiers seemed to have found their backbone and pointed their guns at the survivors and zombies running on the bridge.

"Let the children get on the helicopter, and the rest, if you remember the oath you read, let us devote ourselves to defending the last little hope."

"I will defend the U.S. Constitution to the death and oppose all enemies at home and abroad. At the same time, I will also believe in firmness and loyalty with the U.S. Constitution..."

With Lieutenant Dunitz's recitation loudly, the Marines and the soldiers guarding Zhang Hu'en gathered on the defense line at the pass, shooting at the survivors, shooting at the zombies, and resisting the crazy humans and zombies with the grenades thrown by the heavy machine gun post tower.

"Silly big-headed soldier!"

"See it, you have been betrayed by everyone. Do you want to die as an American soldier? Or do you want to be a culprit's bad reputation for being a culprit for thousands of years? General Tulius."

"Quick, get on the helicopter."

Yani no longer paid attention to these lunatics and directed Zhang Hu'en and others to carry all the children onto the helicopter. She took out her pistol and guarded the door of the helicopter and said to Zhang Hu'en:

"Sorry, the weight of eight children can only be added to another adult. Have you decided who will get there?"

Zhong Yi shook his head first, he pulled out his machete and walked towards the defense line. When he passed by Meng Wujian, he sighed and said:

"Commander, you have turned me into an ogre. I am not qualified to leave this hell again. I will seek justice from you in the next life."

"Accompany at any time, Lieutenant Zhong Yi."

Old Jack lowered his head and patted his unwilling nephew and said:

"Isaac, as a soldier, it's time to show our courage. Don't embarrass your father."

"Yes, uncle, I just want to see if Lieutenant Yani wants to leave his last hope to the civilians?"

"Don't worry, I won't go up."

"In this way, I'm not qualified to board the plane."

Isabella smiled at Zhang Hu'en and said:

"I really hope to know you if you are a man like you, but I hope I can see you in hell."

"See you later, ma'am, I'm not lonely when I'm with you all the way."

Zhang Hu'en gave up boarding. He squeezed his eyes at Aisha who was sitting inside the helicopter and said:

"Aisa, don't be afraid. Your parents and your grandma are waiting for you in a safe place, and you will see them soon."

The remaining Abak and Hirano Akino looked at each other. Abak was about to take a step back, but was pulled back by Hirano Akino, who looked dead, and Nihong said to him earnestly:

"Postman, I'm not as fond of children as you do. Go up and take good care of Erwin and Timmy. They are my godsons, don't let them be hungry and cold."

"Thank you... Thank you... I... May Allah bless you, you are all heroes!"

Abak, who was sobbing, dragged his fat body onto the helicopter, leaning against the helicopter, crying loudly while reciting the Quran to the people who were turning toward the defense line.

"I said, should we shout slogans like them?"

He pulled out the samurai sword that came from the antique shop, Mingtong, holding the knife in both hands, looked at everyone, Zhang Hu'en gave him a bright smile and said:

"For hope!"

"For the future!"

"For the continuation of human civilization!"

"For TM's next life, I won't be in the army!"

"For the atonement."
Chapter completed!