As the convoy suddenly braked, the window of the cab of Brian's truck opened, and a soldier said to the people sitting in the back of the carriage, "Get out of the car here, remember to be quiet and not make any noise!
"???"
Everyone in the carriage looked confused after hearing this. They hadn't arrived at the quarantine area yet, so why did they suddenly get off here?
But the soldier didn't explain much, as if he had finished transmitting the order, ignored the inquisitive glances of the people in the carriage, and closed the small window again with a brush.
In the passenger vehicle behind them, looking out the front window, there was also a burst of commotion. Apparently, they were not the only ones confused by such an order.
But since it was an order from the army, they had no choice but to accept it. However, it seemed that not everyone in the car got out at once. After Brian and the others got off the truck, only two or three passenger cars. They had their doors open, and as for the people behind them, they had no intention of doing so.
The crowd gathered little by little, about a hundred people in total. They stood in the street with puzzled faces. They still don't understand what's going on.
At this time, Tracy slowly walked to the front of the crowd, looked at the confused crowd in front, and said in a low voice, "The road ahead has been destroyed, and cars can no longer pass, so we must move forward on the next road on foot."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd suddenly burst into excitement again, but everyone understood that this was a big city full of infected people, so they tried to keep their voices as low as possible.
"Why walk suddenly!"
"What do you mean the road was destroyed?"
"..."
Tracy, who was standing in front, looked into the doubtful eyes below, pondered for a while, and then explained, "We've reached out to the Atlanta Quarantine Zone. The army inside informed us that the quarantine zone was attacked a week ago. They were surrounded by infected people, so they requested that mass bombing be carried out to eliminate most of the infected people, but they also destroyed most of the houses and roads, so the vehicles of our convoy cannot continue to move forward, and the reason why we did not find any infected people along the way is also because most of the infected people were finished off by the explosion..."
Noticing the expressions of concern on everyone's faces, he quickly added:
"Don't worry. The army in the quarantine zone prepared a safe area among the destroyed ruins before the infected arrived. As long as we manage to get close to that safe zone, there will be troops there to protect us. We don't have to fear the infected."
After saying this, Tracy licked her dry lips. After saying so many words at once, my mouth was a little dry.
After hearing everything he said, the expressions of the crowd improved slightly, but everyone began to feel uncomfortable.
Just as Tracy was about to say something, a soldier ran over and whispered in his ear, "Captain, the commander is already urging you, hurry up."
After hearing this, Tracy looked at the crowd that was obviously not ready, thought for a while, and finally said, "As long as you can keep quiet and obey the order, I promise to take you safely to the isolation area, follow me."
She then gestured for everyone to follow her, turned around and walked to the front of the caravan.
Seeing the officer leave, the survivors looked at each other confused, hesitated for a while, and then followed her.
As the crowd moved, Brian and the others did the same. Sarah turned around and looked at the people behind her who hadn't gotten off the bus yet. He approached Brian and asked, "Why are we the only ones leaving? What happens to those people in the car behind?
Brian thought about what Tracy had just said, put his arm around Sarah's shoulders, and said quietly, "We need to walk to the quarantine area. If everyone is together, if an emergency occurs, it will be impossible to immediately control almost a thousand people." People's words and deeds depend on each other, so the best way is for everyone to act in batches. This way, not only will there be fewer people, but the noise will be less and it will also be easier to handle."
"Oh!" After listening to Brian's explanation, Sarah turned her head, looked at the buses again, and nodded in understanding.
"Okay, don't think too much, just follow me." Looking at Sarah's still confused face, Brian shrugged helplessly, hugged her, and continued forward.
When the crowd arrived at the front of the convoy, there were already more than thirty uniformed soldiers, and at the head of them were two men dressed in officers' uniforms. One man had a long slit in his face and was looking at the soldiers with a majestic look, while the other man was tall and dark-skinned, standing silently behind the man with the scar, but his aura made people frightened just by looking at him.
Brian stood in the crowd and looked at the two people, his eyebrows slightly arched, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen these two people somewhere.
But before he had time to think about it, the soldiers at the front, led by Tracy, walked to the front of the crowd and said with a straight face, "We're about to leave now. I reiterate that we must remain silent and obey the order. We promise to get you safely to the quarantine area, but if you dare to do something that endangers others, don't blame me for being rude!"
The team and crowd then mingled with the soldiers, broke away from the convoy, and walked into the deserted streets in the distance.
Seeing the first group of people disappear on the street corner in the distance, Harry and Justin looked at each other, nodded at each other, and began to organize the next group of people and select the soldiers to lead the group.
....
Survivors stepped on the snow on the road, walking through the desolate streets. His eyes scanned the surroundings attentively. Even if there was a slight abnormal sound, it would attract several glances.
On the team, Brian had been paying attention to Wilfred on the side. He had noticed that from the moment the team started, his body began to move uncontrollably.
It was just that Wilfred had been trying his best to restrain himself, and everyone's attention was on the alleys and buildings on both sides of the street, so no one noticed anything unusual about him.
Observing the changes in the other party's body all the time, Brian's heart became heavier and heavier. He was now basically certain that Wilfred was probably infected with Cordyceps, and the only time the other party had close contact with an infected was on the ramp outside the park.
But almost 18 hours had passed. From Wilfred's current state and the brochure he had seen about Cordyceps, he could make a basic judgment that the other party had begun to lose control of his body.
Even if your body is extraordinarily strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it for long, even if you haven't completely become an infected person, others will notice the abnormalities in your body at a glance.
Thinking of this, Brian's eyes moved to Anna, she looked around curiously. It was obvious that he had no idea that his father was infected with Cordyceps.
Looking at Wilfred's haggard face, sweating profusely due to the erosion of the Cordyceps fungus on his body, he immediately understood what Wilfred was thinking, and at the same time he also knew why the other party was happy when he heard the convoy leaving.
He knew there was no escape. Once infected with the Cordyceps fungus and discovered, he would not be able to continue with the convoy. That's why he decided to hide it. He feared succumbing to the parasite prematurely, and though extreme exhaustion consumed him, he struggled to stay conscious. He could not afford to give in, not even for an instant.
She tortured herself like this because she wanted to use the time she had left to send her daughter safely to the isolation area before she became infected.
Thinking of this, Brian slowly lowered his head and sighed in his heart, is the love between parents and children really that powerful? Whether in his previous life or in this one, he had never felt it before.
He quietly opened the backpack behind him, took out a small iron box from the deepest part of the backpack, opened a gap, and took out a small bottle of morphine injection and an injection needle.
Brian slowly installed a needle in the syringe, inserted it into the vial, and sucked out all the liquid inside. As he was surrounded by his own people and his movements were cautious, no one noticed his actions.
Holding the injection syringe filled with morphine, he quietly walked over to Wilfred's side, stretched out his hand, and tugged at the other person's sleeve.
Wilfred noticed his sleeve being pulled, turned his head slightly and discovered that it was Brian. Then he felt something being put in his hand and then the other person blocked his hand as if it was unintentional.
Seeing this, he calmly squeezed the things in his hands. When he lowered his head, he found that there was a syringe filled with liquid and an empty vial in his hands.
Wilfred took the small medicine bottle and looked at the introduction written on it, his body suddenly shook and he shot a suspicious look at Brian.
"You!"