Zombies: City crisis

"Good morning, dear audience friends. This is the local morning news. According to our reporter, as of now, the number of patients with unknown influenza in our city has exceeded 10,000 and is still increasing rapidly. Hospitals in various places are becoming overcrowded with patients. The city's health bureau and medical and health departments have activated emergency plans."

"According to the investigation, a number of violent incidents of injury have occurred in various areas of our city recently. A flu patient attacked and bit a passerby and was suspected of rabies. He has been controlled by the police. The government reminds the public to wash their hands frequently, ventilate the room more, avoid going out as much as possible, and stay away from crowded crowds..."

"According to reports, an international research team has discovered a prehistoric ancient virus dating back about 50,000 years under the permafrost of the Antarctic glacier and said that due to the melting of the glaciers, the ancient viruses under the permafrost may be revived. Please see the international news below. The nuclear wastewater discharge incident of a certain country has attracted much attention..."

Lan Ye's fingertips kept sliding across the screen of his mobile phone. News one after another kept popping up. A series of emergencies such as virus infection, influenza spread, violent injuries, etc. made people nearby anxious. Even the hospital where he was doing internship was overwhelmed with patients every day.

Lan Ye sighed, and after returning to the department, he looked around and didn't see the medical teacher. She was not there, and she must have gone to the outpatient clinic to help out again.

There have been a lot of patients recently, and a lot of things have happened. Doctor Wang from the emergency department was on duty last night. When he was seeing a patient suspected of having mania, he was accidentally bitten on the arm by the patient.

Lan Ye turned on the computer and looked through the medical records of the most recent inpatients:

"Bed No. 6, Hu Wei, male, 40 years old, local, the patient reported that he had been attacked and bitten by a rabid or mentally ill patient suspected of violent tendencies, with high fever accompanied by progressive dyspnea, headache, muscle stiffness, and massive hemoptysis.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted Lan Ye on the back.

"Oh my god, Lan Ye, the sun is not rising from the west today!" Lan Ye thought. He didn't need to turn around. He knew it was Yu Ze when he heard the voice.

Yuze is Lan Ye's best friend. They grew up together, played together, and faced difficulties together.

He came up to me and winked at me:

"Hey, it's almost time to get off work, and you didn't leave early. Tsk, something's wrong. Tell me the truth. Are you waiting for the girl named Li from the next department to get off work? You two have known each other for so long, when are you going to ask her out on a date?"

Lan Ye rolled his eyes at him and said, "Do you think the whole world is the same as you? Didn't you go to the outpatient clinic? Why are you back so soon?"

"Oh, don't mention it. I just came back from the outpatient clinic. It's packed with patients. I have to work the night shift tonight, so I came down early to grab a meal." Yuze shook a bag of takeout in front of Lan Ye and said, "The flu is so serious, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. I can't sleep well."

...

After eating takeaway, Lan Ye walked out of the hospital after getting off work. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps and anxious shouts in front of him. Several doctors and nurses pushed the bed and ran towards him quickly.

"Quick! Make way, everyone. Make way.

The moment they passed by Lan Ye, he turned his head and glanced and was immediately shocked.

A pale man was lying on the bed, his face twisted in pain, his bloody arm seemed to have been bitten off by something, blood was constantly oozing from the back of his hand, neck and abdomen, and the whole person was twitching violently, and the white sheets were stained blood red.

Another bitten patient.

Looking at the backs of the group of people hurriedly leaving, Lan Ye couldn't help but sigh that it was a very eventful time recently. He slowly walked to the bus stop, took out his mobile phone and opened the news hot search list. The first topic came into view:

"An explosion occurred in a biological laboratory in the United States, and the CDC intervened in the incident."

"The local riots have caused hundreds of deaths. The White House spokesman said that the United States firmly resists any form of terrorist activities. The National Guard has been dispatched to suppress the riots..." "The riots have spread to the surrounding areas of the capital. Some journalists and the public oppose the military's wanton slaughter of patients and demand equal rights for the infected. The government has not yet made a positive response to this."

The following video is even more shocking. It was uploaded by a local American netizen, and the title has only one sentence:

This is hell!

In the video, smoke billows from tall buildings, and shrill alarms and screams echo in the dark night.

The huge flames illuminated the night sky with a shocking blood red. Helicopters, tanks, armored vehicles, and a large number of troops poured dense rain of bullets on the countless swaying figures in the dark night. Warplanes roared through the night sky, and the bombs they dropped turned the entire street into a sea of ​​fire, just like in a movie...

Continuing to scroll down the screen, Lan Ye was more and more shocked. Initially, he thought that the virus and riots were just local outbreaks, but it seems that they have become a global pandemic.

The bus he had been waiting for finally arrived. For some reason, the bus was late for a long time today. After getting on the bus, Lan Ye found a seat near the front, sat down, put on headphones and started listening to music.

The surroundings were very noisy. A day's work had already exhausted Lan Ye. He fell asleep quickly after closing his heavy eyelids.

Lan Ye was suddenly awakened by the harsh sound of brakes and violent collisions. He opened his eyes in panic and saw that the passengers in the car were staggering. Because he was sleeping too deeply, his head rushed forward with the inertia of the brakes and hit the backrest in front. He covered his head and grimaced in pain. There were shouts and curses all around him.

In the chaos, he looked out through the window with great effort. It seemed that the road ahead was closed. Cars were stuck in a long line, and sirens were blaring one after another.

A cold chill came through the open window, and he felt crystal liquid falling on his face. With a chill, Lan Ye slowly reached out of the window, and the raindrops fell on his palm. The crystal arc reflected the rolling black clouds in the sky, like a sign of impending storm.

Then, he turned on the news video, and a soldier covered in blood appeared in front of the camera. He said with horror in his eyes: "Oh yes, man, they roared like beasts, and I saw with my own eyes that they bit Kevin's neck alive! My God, Rick fired at least 9 shots at one of them, but to no avail... They are like devils from hell..."

The pale light of the phone screen reflected on Lan Ye's face. For some reason, he always had an ominous premonition.

The shrill sirens fiercely cut through the gloomy sky in the evening, and the people in the car turned their heads to look over.

Across the street, a dozen police cars and ambulances lined up in a long line, whizzing by with red and blue lights flashing, kicking up clouds of dust. Behind them were two black armored police vehicles with the words S.W.A.T. prominently printed on them.

Above the convoy, several police helicopters roared past their heads.

Lan Ye frowned, watching the helicopters and the convoy gradually disappear into the distance covered by the gloomy sky, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"It seems something has happened." Lan Ye murmured.

The sound of police sirens in the distance seemed to still echo in my ears, like a ghost from the dark abyss, whispering about the misfortune that was about to happen.

Under the sky that had become turbid due to excessive air pollution, on the empty streets, white plastic bags were twisted into strange shapes by the wind, like a ghost dancing a weird dance, as if hinting at a distant and unpredictable future...