Chapter 6 It’s not our turn
“Global outbreak...”
Zhang Su looked stunned. At first, he was still thinking whether it was a biological and chemical weapon released by a certain country. Now look Come on... we still can't rule out this possibility. Those who open Pandora's box may not be spared.
The once comfortable life is definitely gone forever. What caused the disaster is not worth delving into. He only cares about the situation in Qincheng, closer, and just wants to survive!
"Don't worry about foreign countries for now. We are afraid that we can't even leave the community now. Let's see what news there is from the owner group. Have you joined the owner group?"
Zhang Su rubbed his temples and shook his head helplessly.
"Added, added."
Zheng Xinyu found the owner group of Shengqin Homes. There were not many unread messages, there were more than 70, including unread messages from the previous few days. Reading the news, she found the news starting from today.
6:37, 8-2-702: Good morning, Wednesday, September 27, Welcome the rising sun with a smile, and good luck will surely come your way, roses/.
“The first message was at half past six. It seems everything was fine at that time?”
Zheng Xinyu asked.
Zhang Su did not comment and signaled to continue reading.
6:45, 11-1-201: Whose car does the license plate number XC·XXXXX belong to? Hurry down and move it, blocking my car from getting out. Quick, quick, @everyone.
At 6:48, this is it: @11-1-201, sisters, you are not the group manager, eh, everyone is useless, I suggest you ask the group leader for help.
6:50, 11-1-201: Thanks for the reminder, a good brother came to help me drive out.
7:03, happy and happy: @7-1-601, hello, can you be quiet a little early in the morning? My old man has just had an operation and is resting at home. Let’s understand each other.
At 7:06, Sister Guo Ling: Dear friends, I ordered
a message that was obviously not finished.
7:07, 301: Family, I heard an explosion. Whose house is it? It’s so scary.
7:10, tomorrow will be better: Family, there is a fight downstairs. Look, it’s all blood.
At 7:11, Seafood Brother Wang in Building 10: Someone went crazy on the road and bit people when they opened their mouths. There were a lot of cars and the Haibin Road was completely blocked. There is no way the seafood will be delivered on time today!
7:13, 3-1-402: Who is so incompetent to yell in the garden so early in the morning? Please call the police directly next time!
10:55, Winter Plum Blossoms: Killing people, there are monsters biting people to death!
Same time, 12-3-1101: Voice message cannot be read.
The dozen or so messages that followed were all voice messages. Although there was no way to hear what was said in them, I could get a rough idea just by guessing.
Zhang Su took Zheng Xinyu's phone and looked through it, saying: "It seems that the zombie virus broke out around seven o'clock in the morning, and the Internet was disconnected less than half an hour later..."
There is almost no one in the community group. Useful content can only be used to infer the outbreak time based on the time when the news was released, which was of limited help to the two of them.
"Seven o'clock..." Zheng Xinyu pursed her lips and said: "Seven o'clock is exactly the morning rush hour. Adults go to work and children go to school. Oh my God, I can't even imagine it."
"There are about 700 houses in the community. When I paid for the parking space, I learned that the occupancy rate is about 60%, which means there are just over 400 households. Based on the calculation of three people per household, our community has about 1,000 houses. Two hundred people, I don’t know how many people are still alive now.”
Zhang Su didn’t say the infection rate, because it doesn’t matter how many people are infected. Not being infected does not mean that they will not be killed by zombies. Survival is the key.
Zheng Xinyu thought of the tragic situation downstairs and shook her head sadly: "Maybe half at most."
"Half..."
Zhang Su secretly thought to himself that this girl is really optimistic. From what he just observed, Judging from the situation, he felt that only one out of ten people would survive, which meant that it would be great if two hundred people survived!
Suddenly he thought of his two employees. The morning shift start time of the 24-hour convenience store is eight o'clock, but unlike Wu Lue who works the night shift, the girls on the day shift usually arrive at the store earlier to take over the shift, and they are meticulous and serious.
If...
Zhang Su didn't continue to think about it, all his efforts would be in vain. It would be better to save his brain cells and study some useful things.
"Xinyu, let's think about what to do next?"
"Yeah, brother Su, I will listen to you!"
The two of them are here While studying the room, there would occasionally be shrill howls floating outside the window. Fortunately, the excellent sound insulation prevented the sound from being too loud, so the two of them tacitly ignored it.
However, an explosion sounded and the two could no longer remain calm. They looked at each other solemnly.
Thud, tug, tug...
Then, a very unusual sound broke into the ears of the two of them.
“This is it?”
“Helicopter!”
Zhang Su reacted keenly and rushed to the bedroom window to open the curtains. The first thing that caught his eye was black smoke in the distance. Naturally, it was the place where the previous explosion occurred. He had no time to look up and looked for it. He saw three helicopters approaching. The shape of "pin" sweeps across the sky.
"Type 11 helicopter..."
"Brother Su, is it an army helicopter?"
Zheng Xinyu asked hopefully.
When facing a catastrophe, ordinary people naturally place their hope in the military, government and country.
Zhang Su shook his head and said: "It's a special police helicopter."
Although they are far apart, it can be vaguely seen from the painting that it is not for military use.
"Special police? Special police, no problem. It seems like nothing happened to the police team. That's great. They will definitely come to rescue us, right?"
Zheng Xinyu clasped her hands and looked pious. , like believers praying for the coming of the Holy Light.
"How many people are there in Qincheng? Think about it for yourself, when will it be our turn?" Zhang Su looked at Zheng Xinyu with an incomprehensible expression.
Zheng Xinyu is no longer a naive student in the ivory tower. Zheng Xinyu has been on the Internet and has seen the warmth and warmth of many people. She has seen through a lot of the abuse and slander from various black fans.
Before, she was just holding on to beautiful fantasies because she was panicked. When Zhang Su woke her up, she naturally understood the key.
"Brother Su, you are right. Even if there is rescue, we have to wait until the rescue comes..."
Zheng Xinyu wiped away her tears, sniffed, and instantly Much stronger.
"Mad!"
Zhang Su suddenly gritted his teeth.
Zheng Xinyu looked at him with confusion.
Zhang Su was extremely depressed and said: "I should have brought up those things you bought last night!"
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(End of this chapter)