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The backlog of zombies outside the shelter has increased again. In order to ensure that they will not overwhelm the wall, the members of the defense team always try their best to lead them to the big iron gate. The original passageway of the prison is full of obstacles. The thing has been pushed to the big slanted iron gate and was firmly fixed by the engineering team members with various supports. More than a dozen green ribbons holding long sharpened wooden sticks kept greeting the heads of the zombies rushing up. Soon a new pile of zombies filled the floor. "It can't go on like this, the corpses of the zombies have become their stairs, and the gap won't last long!"

A small team leader of an engineering team said to Zhong Yi who was directing the disposal of zombies. Zhong Yi looked back at the second line of defense being built and said:
"If I can't stop them before dark, I will have to launch a second round of attacks again."

The team leader glanced at the civilians who were carrying garbage, and said in a low voice:
"I'm afraid there will be a second resistance?"

"It's not up to them, the zombies rush in and we have to finish the game. The commander also approves of the death of a group of people to save everyone."

"By the way, Commander's body is getting worse day by day."

"Is that something you can talk about?"

Zhong Yi gave him a ferocious look, which made the captain feel cold all over. He still has lingering fears about what the usually amiable captain of the defense team did in the last attack.He quickly turned his face away and gave orders to his subordinates, and cooperated with the defense team to fish out the corpses with long iron hooks to prevent their weight from crushing the iron gate. "If it doesn't work, just close the exit, why repeat such high-risk work every day."

The people below began to complain, doing the most tiring, dirty and dangerous work every day, but eating like ordinary people, if they didn't have a cigarette, they wouldn't bother doing it at all.

"Shut up, you think civilians are having a good time, have you forgotten the attack three days ago?"

"I said, shouldn't the population be drastically reduced again?"

"Who knows, the commander won't be so stupid as to raise so many wastes for nothing."

The guards patrolling on the fence saw a cloud of smoke gradually approaching in the distance, and quickly picked up the tweeter and shouted:

"They're back, the search party is back!"

Zhong Yi put down the work at hand and said to a team leader:
"Continue to work, and if you can't hold on, retreat to the second line of defense, let the soldiers come up to clear the field, and I will go to meet our heroes."

Zhong Yi climbed up the fence and started to climb the power supply tower with a dozen green ribbons. Sitting by the window and watching them climb up the power supply tower, Meng Wujian coughed violently. The old man beside him handed over a handkerchief, and he took it Covering his mouth, there was another coughing sound that almost exploded his lungs, and he threw the blood-stained handkerchief into the trash can next to him. "Your condition is getting worse and worse. If you don't go to find vancomycin, you won't be able to survive tomorrow night with the only tetracycline and morphine we have."

The needle tube that the old man stretched out was filled with analgesic morphine. Meng Wujian clenched her arm and patted the blood vessels in her elbow vigorously, saying:
"I will follow the search team in the afternoon, and the target will be the hospital."

"It's not worth the risk, just let Wevill go."

"No! My rights have been emptied. If I stay any longer, Lockrose will attack me. I must leave with a group of people who are capable of protecting themselves and loyal to me."

After finishing the injection, the old man put the equipment back into a medical bag and said:
"Then I'll go with you, Lockrose and the others won't let go of a so-called confidant like me."

"Need to say, old Jack, I couldn't have done the transplant without you."

"But Zhong Yi and the others probably won't go with us."

"Temporary comfort cannot be exchanged for his loyalty. Zhong Yi is a sensible person. Prison guards, prisoners, soldiers, and civilians are all unreliable. Except for us, he has no allies as a butcher."…

Meng Wujian turned on the radio on the table, and an unstable conversation came from inside:

"Let me answer your question."

"Is it a virus?"

"we do not know."

"How did it spread, the air?"

"The possibility of airborne transmission cannot be ruled out, but it is still inconclusive."

"Is this an international health crisis or a military crisis?"

"All."

"Are these people living or dead?"

"do not know."

"Evacuation centers have been invaded."

"The situation has gotten out of control, a US military, stand back... oh my god, here they come!"

There was only a rustle on the radio, and he took out a tape and handed it to Jack, who put the tape in the mezzanine of the medical bag.

"Give this to Zhong Yi, he knows how to choose."

Zhong Yi led the members of the search team back to the refuge, and seeing their dejected expressions, the civilians who surrounded them made a noise:

"Where's Al, where's Al?"

A middle-aged woman grabbed a team member and asked, and the team member shook her off impatiently, saying:
"Dead! He's dead like Li Ermin, don't ask me why I didn't save him, I was almost taken into the zombie horde by him!"

"Al! No..."

As the middle-aged woman fainted, many civilians whose relatives joined the search team but did not find their relatives returned began to stir up. They dragged the team members who went with them, and some of them couldn't find them, and began to abuse and question. ,cry.

Yani came over with a notebook, looked at the distraught search team members, and said:

"Come here, come and count what you found."

The team members walked up to Yani and threw the backpacks in their hands, and silently retreated to the side. Yani's subordinates opened the backpacks one by one to check. All the things they took out were put on their hands for everyone to check, and they read out aloud :
"Huo Min, two packs of instant noodles, oh, there is only 2/3 of one pack left, half a bottle of mineral water, the smell is stinky, it is not recommended to use it. Just count as two points."

"Zocaltu, four and a half sausages, slightly spoiled; one clock, useless; two watches, useless; one crowbar, intact. Sixteen points"

"Lissandra, two bags of potato chip snacks, half a piece of stinky hard bread, two stainless steel table knives around 35cm, intact, eight points."

Yani recorded from the side, but the civilians held on to the captain of the search team, Howard. Their relatives were killed in the search team, which was said to be safer, and they had to ask for an explanation.

"88 people went out and only 36 came back. What's going on?"

"Look at what you brought back, it's not enough for your own consumption, are you going to expand the search personnel again?"

"Butcher, you killed my husband, pay my husband back!"

"We're dead, we're going to die!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A big white man in military uniform stood on the steps in front of the church and fired three shots into the sky. The six soldiers beside him quickly surrounded the excited civilians. The civilians watched him pace down and walked towards Howard. One of them A man wearing glasses and a woolen vest said:

"Locros, you should ask them to give us a reasonable explanation."

Lockrose looked at Howard, turned to the man and said:

"Mourning, I think Howard can give a reasonable explanation. After all, our relatives were taken away by him and participated in a meaningful search, but the result made us feel angry, didn't we, Howard?"

"Yes, let him make it clear!"

The civilians obviously agree with this kind of rhetoric. Howard stared into Lockrose's eyes and said word for word:

"I will only report the inside story of this operation to the commander. Although you are my former commander, Lockrose, I will not reveal a word to you in this situation."…

"Then I'm going to exercise the referendum right, Mr. Mourning, remember the steps of voting right?"

"Of course, Lockrose, the citizens of Guling Town, they are soldiers and should obey the resolution of the Guling Town Council. Now, on behalf of the Guling Town Council, I ask everyone to pick up the ones in your hands..."

"Don't bother! Howard, tell me."

Meng Wujian in military uniform came out with Old Jack. He would not openly invite Locus to buy people's loopholes. Howard looked at him, curled his lips, and said with some indignation:
"It's all about the scout bastards!"

"Hey hey, watch your words, Howard, the companions of the scouting team are risking their lives to open the way for you!"

Lockrose didn't let go of the slightest chance to hit Meng Wujian's cronies. When Howard was interrupted by him, not only did he not change his tone, but he narrated even more mockingly:
"It's the companions you mentioned. They completely disregarded our situation and scattered like locusts. No one started the investigation mission according to the original plan. They evacuated without authorization when we were halfway through the search, and they didn't follow the plan. Emergency route, the hordes of zombies they brought caught us off guard, many of us had no weapons, but had to face hundreds of zombies with bare hands, I was able to bring these 35 people back, God bless Already!"

"That's right, those beasts drove faster than rabbits, even ignored our cries for help and fled northward, I can confront them!"

"I can also confront them. They killed Captain Arresi who was blocking the way. They also overturned the supplies collected by our team. It was the car driven by that son of a bitch Raul. I will never forget that he ran over Ah. The cruel smile on Captain Lacey."

This unexpected answer shocked everyone present. According to the plan, the reconnaissance team must go to the predetermined target to conduct reconnaissance, find a route that is not within the range of the search team to lure the zombies away, and go around in a big circle after completing the mission. Get rid of the zombie group and come back from the bridge in South Town. If the truth is what the members of the search team said, then the scout team can basically be removed from the shelter.

"Commander, the scout team is back!"

The green ribbon standing on the wall shouted at Meng Wujian with a loudspeaker, and the civilians suddenly became excited, waving their hands and shouting:

"Get rid of these sons of bitches!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Meng Wujian saw the out-of-control scene, and Lockros on the side closed his eyes and rested, completely ignoring the mess on the scene. He shook his head, picked up the tweeter handed over by Old Jack, and shouted at the civilians:

"Citizens, listen to me... I promise as the shelter commander and my personal honor that I will truthfully investigate this incident. If the reconnaissance team really did this kind of violation of principles I will never condone and condone them..."

"Go eat shit..."

A stone flew out from the crowd of civilians and hit Meng Wujian on the head. His thin body shook and he sat down on the steps in front of the church. Old Jack hurriedly supported him. Body, a group of soldiers who were maintaining order immediately stood in front of him.

"Who, who did it?"

Yani ran over a few steps and knelt down to check Meng Wujian's injuries, and found that he was knocked unconscious by a stone. She ordered Old Jack to carry the commander back to the house, and turned back to those inexplicably astonished civilians in grief and anger and shouted:
"The commander has been very weak for the past few days to keep everyone alive. What else do you want? Can you choose a commander who tolerates and cares for you like him? Mourning! Take care of your people , I don’t want to see something like this happen again!”

"OK, I don't want this kind of misunderstanding to happen, you must know that everyone is just too excited..."

"Save your tongue, Speaker Mourning, everyone knows what's going on."

Watching the commander being carried into the house, everyone's eyes were on Lockros, who was hanging high up, which had nothing to do with him. The opinion of the acting commander is particularly important.

"Okay, let the people of the defense team control the scouts first, Mr. Mourning, please organize a citizen trial committee, and we will conduct a detailed screening and investigation of this incident."