How many people died in that community? Men, women, elderly, children who had not had time to leave... How many people were bitten by zombie mice? No one knew. Mu Wenbin and his men, and before they even entered the community, were forced to the entrance of the community by piles of zombie mice.

It's useless. The mouse is really infected by the virus. Xiangcheng is over.

Mu Wenbin tried his best to steal several brothers who were on the verge of death from the zombie rat, and he himself was bitten by the zombie rat.

When he left, Boss Ye had already sent a team of well-equipped garrisons to make up for it, but this couldn't be stopped for long.

"Now, this is useless to say anything. If there is a problem, it must be solved. What should I do if it is not solved? People who are waiting to leave the city are waiting for me."

In the bloody snow, Fan You frowned and rubbed his head. He didn't know how to persuade Mu Wenbin.

The location where Mu Wenbin's accident happened was not far from the blockade line east of Xiangcheng, and here Fanyou, the private car of Chengshan and Chenghai was waiting for 72 hours to leave the city after quarantine.

The traffic jams and people are crowded, and it is too late to evacuate.

It must be solved, and as soon as possible.

Mu Wenbin, covered in wounds, looked at Fan You dizzyly. He had already started to have a high fever, but was still using his last willpower to support him.

Then Mu Wenbin stopped crying, turned to look at Fan You, and said:

"There is a way. Give me all the explosives here and I will tie them all to my body."

He bit his back teeth, lowered his voice to Fanyou, and said fiercely:

"I just went in alone and blew up the community."

Fan You didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Wenbin, his eyes turned red and his throat choked:

"It's not yet...that's the level."

"You don't understand, there's no help."

Mu Wenbin sat in the snow, his eyes as if he was dead. He looked at Fan You and suddenly smiled:

"I have been caught and bitten by zombie rats. I have no help. The four brothers in your command are also useless. While I have a little consciousness, I can kill a few rats. Let's go, prepare explosives for me, go!"

Fan You didn’t understand yet, and none of them understood it. It was too late now. When Cheng Tian was infected and became the second generation zombie, humans were one step late.

When everyone thinks that there is still time to make trouble, can still block, guard against, and save, but in fact, they can no longer save them.

Not only that community cannot be saved, but also Xiangcheng cannot be saved... The entire world of energy exhausted and resource scarce cannot be saved.

The only thing you can do is to kill as many zombie rats as you can before you die.

Being alone is just taking your own life for others to take a few more breaths.

That's all.

Behind Mu Wenbin and Fan You, Cen Yi stood quietly against the wall. His eyebrows were tightened and he turned his head and saw Lu Zhengqing standing not far from him, with a dazed expression.

I don’t know what to say, such a thing is even more ridiculous than hearing the former commander-in-chief of the Central System announced on TV that the end of the world is coming.

At that time, no one believed that the end of the world would come.

Now, no one will believe that the whole city is beyond salvation.

But the end of the world has come...

In the snow, the two captains were talking when they suddenly heard someone shouting:

"Captain, someone has sent it again!"

The community where zombies and rats appear is too close to the level guarded by Fanyou, but it is just the distance between the streets and the ends of the streets. Apart from Zhang Yu’s private medical staff on the expressway, Qiao Lingxiang is the only medical guard near.

So when Fan You said in the Xiangcheng garrison channel that he had a doctor here, as long as he was injured nearby and had no time to send to Xiangcheng Hospital, he would all come here.

Fan You waved his hand and led a few teammates to the garrison jeep that was racing, lifted down three equally bloody garrisons and sent them directly to his command center.

Cen Yi, Lu Zhengqing and Zhao Long also came to help.

Wen Yuansi, who had been in the crowd and wanted to help, looked at the bloody garrisons in shock at the time of being carried out of the car, suddenly turned around and lay in the corner of the wall and vomited for a long time.

Seeing another car rushing over, Wen Yuansi had a pale face, pursed her lips tightly, and gritted her teeth and ran up to help lift the person.

There were countless cars rushing over from the back street of the command center. They were covered in blood and garrisons with only the breath of hairspring. They were carried into the command center, and the small command center could not let go.

This was the second elite garrison team sent by Ye Yiming. After 20 minutes, they all ended.

Now, Ye Yiming sent a third garrison team upwards, and the entire garrison in Xiangcheng was gathering in communities where zombies and rats appeared, and rushed up in step order.

The body of a mortal body cannot beat the mutant rat at all, and can only be filled with human lives.

In a hurry, Cen Yi could only ask Zhao Long to clean the outside of the command center, and then dragged out the garrison tent with Lu Zhengqing and placed the people in the tent.

It is the kind of long garrison camp tent, which can sleep dozens of people in one tent.

For a moment, the entire command center was filled with blood and everyone started running with full force.

Qiao Lingxiang was also busy and could not save the person, so she could only give these breaths to prevent blood, but just stopping the bleeding would cost her almost dozens of kilograms of fat.

Originally, she had only crowdfunded 30 kilograms of fat from relatives of Lu Zhengqing's family, and weighed only 200 kilograms, and then she only had 120 to thirty kilograms left.

The blue sweater on her body was a whole circle.

Fortunately, no one noticed her at this time, and the outside of the command center was already a mess.

Qiao Lingxiang counted about the serious injuries sent over, and there were 15 of them. Three were placed in the command center, and 12 were lying side by side in the large tent outside.

Amid the weak wailing sound, Qiao Lingxiang silently put on a mask, covered her suddenly lost face, and then hurriedly found Zhao Long.

Zhao Long was covered in blood, but this blood was not his, but the garrisoned people who were bitten by zombies and mice.

She grabbed Zhao Long, her thin hands trembling slightly.

This is the first time Qiao Lingxiang has faced such a big scene, and she is very nervous.

Zhao Long thought she was afraid, so he hurriedly grabbed Qiao Lingxiang's hand and comforted her in a mess:

"Don't be afraid, Xiangxiang, Brother Long said that he will protect you with his life, don't be afraid."

"No, I'm not afraid."

Qiao Lingxiang shook her body and said to Zhao Long with a mask:
Chapter completed!