Survival [End Times]

Lu Jun and Zhang Jincheng had a secret conversation in the office. The leaders of other factions said goodbye to each other and left with heavy faces. No one knew how they were connected in private.

From Lu Jun's point of view, it is now his second year of re-election, and he wants to be re-elected for a third or fourth term! He couldn't control what to do if his bad temper broke out again in the future. Anyway, during his term of office, he couldn't accept Zhang Jincheng's first method of handling it. If so many people really died, his official career would definitely be over, and he would most likely become the first speaker to be resigned early due to poor political performance.

During the secret conversation with Zhang Jincheng, he insisted on not giving up the principle of surviving in Licheng: "Mr. Zhang, your Taoist sect has been guarding the destiny of the country for thousands of years. This big accident will also trouble you!" Zhang Jincheng has always been far away. When traveling to seek Taoism, Taoism has also lived in seclusion all year round, and has become a legend over the years. Moreover, after so many years of scientific development, Taoism has also been regarded as feudal dross.

When the Licheng earthquake first occurred, the authorities also adopted an earthquake emergency plan and treated it as an ordinary earthquake. Later, when an epidemic occurred, I didn’t think about it “outside of science” until unexplained problems appeared during the treatment of the epidemic, and more poisonous rats came from the underground to attract attention. When detected, they were not normal rats, but looked like It was an energy body, which attracted the attention of relevant departments. It was reported to the special national security department and Taomen took over.

The Taoist sect sent people to check, but they didn't understand the reason at first. Later, a senior disciple of the current generation of the Taoist sect went to check it out in person and determined that it was caused by foul energy. Just ask Zhang Jincheng, the head of the company, to come back.

At that time, it was almost a month after the Licheng earthquake.

After finally finding Zhang Jincheng who was looking for a way out of the mountains, the epidemic in Licheng was already very serious. When the epidemic broke out in Licheng earlier, many people were sent out, most of them volunteers who went to the rescue. With the help of Daomen, these people temporarily suppressed their foul smell, so that the residents outside were not harmed.

Fortunately, Zhang Jincheng said: "Wherever the foul air breaks out, if the local creatures are not exterminated, they will not migrate out."

But this is not good news!

After going through all the trouble to invite the people back, Lu Jun didn't want to hear the bad news that Licheng and the surrounding areas were left to fend for themselves!

"Then we can only get rid of the filthy gas, dig out the corpse pit and expose it to the sun, then seal the source of the filthy gas under the corpse pit, and then kill the filthy rats, and that's it."

Lu Jun breathed a sigh of relief: "The earthquake and the patient..."

"The patients are simple, they can remove the filth one by one, and the rest is the doctor's business." Zhang Jincheng said with a smile: "The reason why it is always difficult to cure is because the patient is surrounded by filth. If the filth is not removed, the root cause of the disease will not be removed. Earthquake The same is true. The reason why there are always aftershocks in Licheng is because of the evil spirit. If you seal it up, the aftershocks will naturally stop. "

These words made Lu Jun nod his head repeatedly.

"I heard that there is a young man in Licheng City who is very talented. He invented a machine to check body odor. He is very talented."

"No matter how talented you are, it's up to you to get rid of the filth."

The two chatted for a while and decided on a time to go to Licheng. "I need seven days to prepare relevant tools." Zhang Jincheng is a prudent person, and the seven days must be within his ability. So Lu Jun nodded, left the conference room, and went to discuss specific matters with his staff.

"Daozhang Zhang said that people cannot be evacuated during the operation, otherwise the evil spirit will get out of control and leak out with the survivors, and it will not be eradicated by then." Therefore, when the Daomen operates, it cannot be kept secret.

At the internal meeting, one person suggested: "After so many years of breaking down feudal superstitions, it is not easy to make this event public, otherwise those sects will use the issue to cause trouble again." They are all his own people, he can say it right Directly, "If you are used as an excuse, sir, you will have to be busy again. Although the Taoist sect is decent, you can't stand in front of the stage."

I have been advocating science for many years, but I really can’t provide materials for those people. Otherwise, wouldn’t I be slapping myself in the face?

Lu Jun pondered: "What you said makes sense." In order to prevent the survivors in Licheng from panic, after the earthquake communication stopped, the authorities rushed to rebuild the base station. Now it seems...

Someone suggested: "Then during the Taoist activities, cut off the communication network and don't let the news get out. When the matter is over and the survivors evacuate, their equipment should be inspected for contamination and the audio and video should be destroyed. This will It’s done.”

"Okay, let's do it first. We will enter Licheng in seven days. Before then, we can get things done and appease the people."

"clear."

"clear."

However, things obviously happened beyond Lu Jun's control. The factional war with Licheng as the gaming ground quietly unfolded. In just seven days, Licheng fell into chaos.

First, there was no sound, explanation or comfort. All communications and networks in Licheng were interrupted, and no one could contact the outside world. Then, the supply of food and medicine was reduced. Licheng has long been unable to produce its own food and relies entirely on external supplies. At noon every day, supply trucks will park outside the high-voltage network and wait for hospitals to receive the supplies, including food and medicine.

When it was discovered that the communication network was interrupted, the logistics department of the affiliated hospital had already gone to the outside of the city to bring back today's supplies. The results were counted: "The food is one-third less, and the medicines are half less than the medicine list."

Vice President Qian and the other doctors and nurses looked at each other, and they all saw surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes: "Could it be a leak?"

This is self-deception! There are so many patients in Licheng, and the amount of medicine used is not ordinary. It is reasonable to miss one or two drugs, but how could it be possible to miss half of them?

"Contact the relief station over there in the Cultural Square and ask them what the situation is like there."

The person who went to inquire about the news returned to the affiliated hospital with bad news: "They are also like this."

"Wait until tomorrow and see how it is tomorrow."

"Okay, just ask about the communication tomorrow."

As a result, the next day, the material truck did not come at all, which made people feel extremely uneasy, panicked and panicked.

"There is no food supply." The head of the hospital's logistics department said, "Our car waited outside the city for a whole day, but we didn't wait for the material truck! Dean, we didn't receive any food or medicine, what should we do?"

"When I left, the people at the relief station in the old city were still waiting." It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. For safety reasons, the head of the logistics department decided to come back first.

Vice President Qian was also exhausted due to various pressures. His itching recurred with his physical discomfort. He waved his hand: "Go tomorrow, early in the morning."

"...Yes."

However, the next three days were like this. Food could be saved, and there were some stocks for emergency use, but medicine consumption could not be saved.

"Seventeen patients died as soon as the medicine was stopped today!" The head of a relief station was so angry that he gasped, "What does this mean? What does this mean! Let these patients wait for death in pain?! What hope is there in living like this! Ah? What hope is there!"

It is impossible to remove the poison gas from the patients, and those medicines only make the patients live a little more comfortably in their last days and die more comfortably. Even this requirement is gone now, how can it not make people despair? When these medical staff are in desperate situations, will they also be unable to get medicine?

Such questions occur in every corner of Licheng where people live. It only takes seven days to go from hope to despair. In these seven days, countless patients died due to lack of medicine. Countless huge rats hit the doors and windows, biting a piece of wall with their mouths wide open, and then staring at the survivors in the glass window.

As early as when Licheng was surrounded by high-voltage nets, some people on the Internet had made radical remarks, such as "why not blow up Licheng?" Although they were quickly deleted and banned, all the panic speculations seemed to be realized at this time.

Without medicine and food, it seems not impossible that a missile will really come down one day.

Anyway, the survivors are all crazy!

Yu Heng collected all the research data in the laboratory, and only took some wound medicine for the remaining drugs.

The hospital was also in chaos, and the pharmacy was full of doctors and nurses coming and going. He saw Vice Dean Qian at the door. This conscientious middle-aged man had a pale face. Yu Heng touched his wrist: "Yuanzi, you need to rest. Once you fall ill and your immunity decreases, the poison gas will invade faster!"

"Come with me." Vice Dean Qian took his hand instead, and the two came to the dean's office.

"I know you're leaving, so I won't. Take the car keys. My car is parked in the parking lot. The license plate is xxxxx."

Yu Heng didn't answer: "Why don't you leave?"

"If I leave, the rest of the people here will be finished. The dean is gone, and I, the vice dean, have to guard this place even more. Take it!" Vice Dean Qian forced the car keys to Yu Heng, then turned around and took a bag to him.

"This is something I left for my daughter. She's studying at Yacao University. Her name is Qian Weiwei. If you see her, help me give it to her... Oh, forget it. It would be bad if this thing is contaminated with poison gas." He put the thing back on the table.

"Are you really not leaving?"

"No, I really am not leaving."

Yu Heng put away the car keys and leaned over to pick up the package on the table. "If I can survive, I will disinfect the things and give them to her."

Vice President Qian smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay! Thank you. Go quickly, while there are many people, rush out in one go."

"Take care of yourself too, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Yu Heng and Zhou's mother got into Vice President Qian's car and drove out of the city with the traffic. On the way, Zhou's mother was very nervous: "Didn't you say there is a high-voltage power grid? How can we get out?"

"Let's talk about it when we get there, Mom, you should sleep for a while."

"Hey, watch the road carefully."

"Hey, there's a plane!"

"Is that a rescue plane? Is it a plane dropping supplies?"

Many vehicles stopped to look, and Yu Heng also stepped on the brakes and got out of the car to look. First, three planes flew in the sky, then four, five... dozens of planes, and then finally glided down at a low altitude and dropped something.

"Wow! It must be airdropped food. Is this a new way to transport supplies?"

"Then let's go back? We're heading towards the hospital. If we go back too late, we won't get any food!"

"Let's go, let's go."

While the survivors were talking, the thing fell down and exploded!

"Bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"