Zhou Rong's battle nerves were stretched to the limit. Holding his gun, he turned around the corner of the corridor, only to find that there were not many zombies on this floor's corridor.

Chun Cao shot a few zombies that stumbled over and frowned, "What's going on? Did they all hide?"

The lights in the corridor were all off. They couldn't even see their own fingers.

Zhou Rong flashed his tactical flashlight and found that the corridor was empty.

At the far end of the corridor, an office door flashed with a faint red light. It was the secret satellite communication center, their destination.

"Stay alert," Zhou Rong said softly. His voice was almost a whisper. "100 meters straight ahead, Si Nan, prepare to blast."

The three of them lined up. Zhou Rong led the way, Chun Cao brought up the rear, and Sinan carried Zhang Yingjie on his back. He stuck close to the wall and moved forward cautiously.

Suddenly, Zhou Rong stopped.

"What's wrong?" Sinan asked in a low voice.

Zhou Rong didn't answer him. His fingers gently stroked the messy wall. The flashlight carefully swept across the pulverized bricks and the deep indentations of the steel bars. Then, he looked forward.

"What do you think this looks like?" He asked after a moment.

Under the yellow light, several long marks of destruction appeared on the surface of the wall. They extended horizontally into the darkness.

Sinan's expression changed slightly, "… Beast claw marks."

Zhou Rong nodded and said briefly, "Maybe this is why there aren't many zombies around here.

Move forward carefully. "

Sinan held Zhang Yingjie's arm with one hand and took out the nitrogen-laced grenade pack from the outer pocket of his tactical backpack with the other hand.

After turning the corner, Zhou Rong confirmed that the stairwell was empty. He beckoned Sinan to come forward and pointed to the entrance that was glowing red in the darkness.

"… Zhou Rong," Sinan suddenly said.

Zhou Rong's sharp eyes scanned the front without turning his head. "What are you doing?

If you need anything, you call Brother Rong. If you don't, you call Zhou Rong. You're picky and lazy, but you still want to take hot baths all day. Whenever I criticize you, you whisper in my ear and ask for hugs. You can't be so coquettish … "

"The door is open," said Sinan.

Zhou Rong turned around abruptly.

The door of the satellite communication center was wide open. The collapsed brick and stone ruins were half the height of a person. The alloy boards collapsed quietly in the ruins, twisted into unimaginable shapes.

"…" Zhou Rong slowly cast his gaze into the room. In the darkness, countless cabinets were overturned on the ground. Mutilated corpses were strewn all over the floor. On the control panel in the deepest part of the room, there was a large amount of blood splattered vaguely.

"… Very good," Zhou Rong said calmly. "Today, the organization saved a bag of explosives."

The Satellite Communications Office had two principles: confidentiality and urgency.

When the disaster broke out, the active forces urgently evacuated to the building protected by the alloy door and heavy steel locks. While sending distress signals to other military fallout shelters through the satellite, they also used the surveillance system to conduct internal inspections and search for survivors in Area A.

However, the fortress was still breached. The three stepped on the bricks and stones as they crossed the ruins. Wherever the flashlight shone, the ground was littered with highly decomposed corpses torn apart by wild beasts.

"Major General Qian," Suddenly, Spring Grass called out very softly.

In front of the faintly glowing display screen, half of a corpse in a military uniform was leaning on the control panel. Both eyes were wide open. The blood and organs had dried up. The wrinkled hand hung limply, and the shiny Type 64 pistol slipped to the ground.

Zhou Rong stopped in his tracks. After a long time, he let out a silent sigh. He slowly raised his hand and saluted the corpse.

"The head of Unit 118, in his sixties this year. Logically speaking, he should have retired long ago.

He said that he could still work for a few more years. Next year, Unit 118 would recruit new blood. Without him, he wouldn't feel at ease, so he wanted to personally oversee the unit one last time … "

Sinan found a chair with four remaining legs from the mess on the ground. He placed the still unconscious Zhang Yingjie on it. Spring Grass hugged the assault rifle and sighed.

"When Brother Rong had nowhere to go, he was the one who made the decision to come to 118.

Head Qian isn't completely perfect, but he's really good at understanding people … "

"Why did Zhou Rong have nowhere to go?" Sinan asked.

"I'm not sure. I heard that he offended the central government."

Sinan nodded without saying anything. Spring Grass saw his expression and curiously asked, "What are you thinking about?"

The two of them held their guns vigilantly and searched for the remaining zombies inside the satellite communication center. Sinan turned his head and looked at Zhou Rong who was sitting in front of the communication desk with his back to them. He smiled.

"I'm just thinking … Zhou Rong's personality is so straightforward. I didn't expect him to offend people."

Zhou Rong took the identification card from Major General Qian's corpse. He scanned it and entered the confidential communication program. He took a deep breath.

The communication log scrolled down the screen, arranged in order of confidentiality, origin, department, and date.

Zhou Rong filtered the part with the lower confidentiality level and started reading the rest from the beginning. The bleak fluorescence reflected on his resolute and handsome face.

"September 15, 2019 14: 27 GMT + 8

Unit 118's first and fourth squadrons have been confirmed dead. Second squadron has been lost. "

"September 16, 2019 20: 37 GMT + 8

Unit 118's third squadron has been confirmed dead. Eighth squadron has been lost. "

"September 17, 2019 16: 26 GMT + 8

Unit 118's fifth and seventh squadrons have been recalled. Flight DC918 and target Z's whereabouts cannot be confirmed. "

"September 18, 2019 18: 29 GMT + 8

Target Z is missing. B Military Region Research Institute's progress is stagnant.

After research, it has been decided to open the virus source S-level sample. "

Zhou Rong's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly.

He knew that target Z was the mission target that the 118 Special Forces was ordered to accept. It seemed that not only did the sixth squadron return empty-handed, but the other seven squadrons were also destroyed or failed.

… But the virus source sample?

Where did the zombie virus come from? It was currently a mystery of human life and death. Where did B Military Region Research Institute get the S-level source sample? Did humans already determine the source of the zombie virus before this fallout shelter fell?!

Zhou Rong's fingers couldn't stop trembling as he quickly pulled down the second page.

"September 28, 2019 01: 23 GMT + 8

Breakthrough in virus stock analysis and biological experiments have been made. Primary antibodies have been obtained from experimental subjects, chimpanzees. Injection experiments are in progress. "

Zhou Rong stared at the word "antibody" until he saw the next communication message. The status showed that it hadn't been sent yet. The time was the same day as the previous one.

"September 28, 2019 + 8.

"Playing with fire will eventually burn itself. Although we had expected it the moment we opened the S-level virus source sample, we didn't expect the result to come so quickly.

The 18 chimpanzees used in the biological experiment mutated at the same time within three hours after the injection. As carriers of the new generation of super virus, it quickly infected the entire fallout shelter.

The 20,000 refugees in East A were basically infected. The army fell, and electricity, water, and basic communications were cut off.

The last research force withdrew into the satellite communication fortress. After DNA analysis, we didn't find the hidden mission target Z among the Omega survivors.

God didn't care for humans.

There is no need for the military region to exist. Please launch a nuclear bomb to clean up the fallout shelter.

The only fortunate thing is that the research center in East E is covered by a nuclear shield. After destroying the fallout shelter, please send troops deep into East E to obtain the latest research data that hundreds of top biochemical experts exchanged with their lives …

This will be a protracted war. The survival of mankind is facing the most serious challenge in history.

But we are fearless. Every drop of hot blood we shed today is to welcome the even brighter hope of tomorrow.

— Qian Guoqiang, on the evening of September 28, arrive at the South China Sea Military Region. "

Zhou Rong panted slightly. Huoran got up, and the folding chair made a sharp friction sound on the ground.

Sinan and Spring Grass turned around at the same time. They saw him facing the screen and said word by word, "We will depart to North E immediately."

Spring Grass was stunned. "Isn't it a Level 1 high-risk area?"

"The military research institute." Although Zhou Rong tried to be calm, his tone was still trembling. "They made a breakthrough in the research of the zombie virus, and even extracted the original antibody …"

Spring Grass's pupils suddenly contracted, and even Sinan's breathing stopped for a moment!

Zhou Rong entered the communication password, pressed the confirm button, and sent out the last message of Major General Qian before he died.

Then he pondered for a moment, picked up the microphone, and cleared his throat.

"On October 26, 2019, at 00: 08 Beijing time, this is Major Zhou Rong, Captain of the Sixth Squadron of Unit 118."

"After six hours of arduous trekking, I, my only remaining five team members, and a civilian volunteer who volunteered to join the suicide squad, went deep into the completely fallen B Military Region and saw the last message of Major General Qian Guoqiang, whose death has been confirmed."

"Next, two team members and the volunteer will follow the instructions of Major General Qian before his death to go to the Biochemical Laboratory in Area E to try to obtain precious virus research data and original antibodies."

"The four of us are Major Zhou Rong, First Lieutenant Cymbidium Annuum, First Lieutenant Zhang Yingjie, and volunteer Sinan.

Whether we successfully complete the mission or die halfway, please launch a nuclear bomb purge at B Military Region according to the original plan.

If we walk out of the base alive, we will immediately rush to the South Sea Headquarters with the antibodies. "

"God does not care for mankind … We will do our best to complete this journey alone."

Zhou Rong's low voice became the last communication sent before the satellite communication was scrapped.

He stared at the screen until the green light of the message was successfully sent. Then he slowly exhaled, put down the microphone, and prepared to turn off the machine.

However, the moment his finger touched the switch, a sudden ding sound was heard, and the yellow light of a received letter suddenly lit up at the bottom of the screen.

Zhou Rong's first reaction was: Did the feedback from the South Sea Headquarters come back immediately?

Then he turned on the decoder and realized that it was impossible. The message after decoding turned out to be an international secret letter from Country A's military ten minutes ago!

"Brother Rong?" Chun Cao packed up her equipment and called from afar.

Zhou Rong didn't turn his head, "Wait, it'll be done soon."

After the secret letter passed through the decoder, its text content was displayed in rows at the bottom corner of the screen. It was obviously a simple and clear style of wartime communication, omitting all the diplomatic language, and even the English grammar was very clear and direct.

Zhou Rong's English and German were very good, and he didn't need a translation machine to understand it directly.

"Your country's military is open.

Recently, an important person from our country went missing in your country's North China. Due to the particularity of the global chaos period, please immediately assist in the search.

This person is Chinese mixed blood, 26 years old, Omega male, and there is a recent photo below.

When you find this person, he may have schizophrenia, dullness, and sensory deterioration. Please be sure to control him and pay attention to keep a distance. "

Zhou Rong's mouth twitched, and he continued to read.

"This arrest target has a latent antisocial personality, extremely destructive, and has committed multiple first-degree murder crimes. His style of action is cold-blooded, and most of the time it is difficult to predict his movements.

Do not try to use any stimulating means to restore his sanity. Especially, do not try to mark him. Do not!

Avoid unnecessary casualties to your country's military personnel.

If this person has been infected by the virus and turned into a zombie, please kill him and completely incinerate him. All the infected people who were directly bitten by him should also be incinerated immediately until the virus is completely decomposed.

On the contrary, please strictly control and protect him, as it is of critical significance to the global anti-virus research. "

The signature was a long list of titles. Zhou Rong noticed that the person who signed the circular letter had the same surname as the former Vice President of Country A.

He faintly realized something in his heart and quickly clicked on the picture. The screen showed loading.

The floor trembled slightly, and there was a dull gasp at the end of the corridor outside the door, as if a beast had smelled the scent of its prey.

"… Brother Rong," Spring Grass said with a trembling voice, "It seems that something is coming."

The international satellite communication became very slow, and the picture had loaded 90%. Zhou Rong said hoarsely, "Wait, it will be done soon, soon …"

"Roar!"

The sound was rapidly approaching, and the ground was shaking. A huge black shadow was reflected in the flashlight.

Sinan suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

The picture had loaded 99%.

A red-black gorilla with a rotten body ran wildly on all fours and crashed into the ruins of the door!

This collision was simply earth-shattering. The metal, brick, and concrete fragments that weighed several tons exploded like a fairy scattering flowers.

In the chaos, the three people were blown in different directions by the airflow. Zhou Rong rolled along the console and landed on the ground. He quickly grabbed the submachine gun and fired!

The zombie gorilla's vision didn't work in the dark, but its sense of smell and the sound of gunfire made it immediately lock on the target and turn around to rush over!

Zhou Rong flew back and glanced at the screen in a thousandth of a second. He clearly saw that the 99% on the screen had become 100%.

Then a strong wind came down, and Zhou Rong almost touched the gorilla's front paw and rolled behind the console.

Spring Grass and Sinan opened fire at the same time. The muzzles spat fire, and the flying bullet belts were quickly rolled into the ammunition feeder.

The zombie gorilla was extremely irritable in the rain of bullets. It heavily waved its paw and smashed the steel frame beside Zhou Rong into powder!

Countless steel fragments burst in an instant. Zhou Rong was hit several meters away and fell to the ground. He only felt pain on the side of his head.

Fresh blood flowed from his hair to his cheeks like tap water that had been opened.