blood plague

Chapter 259
Today, most of the time was spent on the road.

When it was almost dark, the pickup truck finally arrived at Nancheng Square, and the field team had already had dinner.

Iger and Joanna, who were hungry, did not let the team members start cooking again. They randomly took a few from a pile of burnt cans and prepared to open the blind box.

"Mine are canned oranges and orange juice." Joanna opened her can, glanced at it, and then said happily.

"The taste is too sour." Iger shrugged, he couldn't operate it with one hand.

Joanna helped Iger open the can, leaving him the surprise of opening the can.

Iger took a look after tearing open the skin of the can, and said, "Mine are canned strawberries and sparkling water."

Today's dinner is a bit low-calorie, let's eat first.

These cans were all cleared from the ruins of the mall and were given priority to eat because they had been burned by the fire.

Then Iger took a sip of sparkling water, and his brows immediately frowned.

"It tastes like cherry!" Iger complained.

"Hey, it actually tastes like cherry!" Joanna quickly reached out and snatched the drink can from Iger's hand, then raised her head and took a sip.

"It's so delicious!" Joanna said to Iger with a fascinated face after a big mouthful, and then she begged to Iger with stars in her eyes: "Shall we exchange it?"

Iger was stunned. It turned out that some people really like cherry-flavored sparkling water, but he just didn't know how to appreciate it.

After the two quickly ate their own canned fruit, they chose another one from the pitch-black pile of cans. When they opened it, it was still fruit.

Hopes for canned meat or other varieties were dashed.

After laughing for a while, the two belatedly realized that these cans were all cleaned out from the vending machines in the shopping mall on the first floor. How could there be canned meat in such a place.

Although the fruit is low in calories, the sugar in the sugar water is super satisfying.Before night fell, everyone retreated to the South City Building. Vance's welding process should be of guaranteed quality.

After the siege of the infected people the day before yesterday and the safe retreat of the field team members, it shows that the safety of being stationed in the Nancheng Building is very high. Rest here, and there is no need to send guards at night.

After nightfall, Iger did not sleep. He came to the roof from the fourth floor with a flashlight alone.

Don't look at it's warm or even feel a little hot during the day, but at night the wind upstairs doesn't have the slightest hint of coolness, it's just cold.

Looking at the red fire in the distance, Iger was thinking about what he saw and heard today.

Looking at the fire, Iger's heart is full of loss, even remorse, right?
No, he wished the fire would grow bigger.

The war between the survivors and the infected has only butts, not heads.

Identity determines the ass, and the ass determines the position. This is a battle of life and death, and there is no room for a trace of emotion in it.No matter what the infected person really is, who care, just kill them.

Although the buildings in the slums are low and dense, they don't burn as quickly as in the commercial areas, probably because when the houses in the slums are built, they can't even afford decent wood.They used whatever they could find, and the result was that the houses they built were thick with smoke and little fire. The entire slum was not burning fire, but more like smoking bacon.

Of course, to humans, poisonous smoke is more deadly than fire, but not necessarily to infected people.

Setting fires is really a three-point personnel matter, and seven points depends on the sky.

At present, God is not willing to help, and the wind is westerly against the direction of the fire.

"The broken halberd sinks into the sand and the iron is not sold, and it will be ground and washed to recognize the previous dynasty.

Dongfeng does not make friends with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Er Qiao deeply. "

Touching the scene, Iger unconsciously read a poem.

"Egger."

After hearing the voice, Iger turned his head, and it was Joanna who came upstairs.

"Iger, what are you talking to yourself?" Joanna walked over with her arms folded. She didn't expect it to be so cold on the roof.

"Uh, this is a story I learned in a dream." Iger said after seeing Joanna with an embarrassed smile, "This is a story about wind direction, fire, and war. Simply put, Two armies face each other, and someone sets a fire in the middle, and whichever side the wind blows, the other side will win."

"It's a strange war. Why did they leave the outcome of the war in the hands of nature." Joanna knew that Iger had a strange dream, but did the dream have such complicated details?
"Why." Iger touched his smooth chin and said, "Probably because the disparity between the enemy and ourselves is too great. It's just like our current situation."

"Same as us?" Joanna looked worriedly at the red sky in the distance, wondering if it was too far away or the fire was really not that big. The fire seemed much weaker than the one the day before yesterday.

After watching for a while, Joanna also discovered the problem. The wind was blowing from behind. If this continued, the fire would not be able to spread to the entire slum area.

The fire attack tactic can only be carried out once, because the apartment building is the only commanding height outside the slum area during the day, and if it is necessary to carry out the second time, the only way is to make a surprise attack at close range.

Joanna said encouragingly to herself: "God will bless us."

"GOD?" Iger said with a hint of disappointment: "If there is one. Also, He has to be on our side."

As soon as Iger finished speaking, the wind turned.

The fire, which had been suppressed by the wind, finally licked the long-awaited dry wood next to it, and the fire became bigger visible to the naked eye. It only took about ten minutes, and the fire was more than three to five times bigger.

"Whoo!" Joanna cheered loudly.

After a while, the wind gradually became stronger, and the two couldn't bear it, so Iger and Joanna went downstairs.

Back at the rest area on the 4th floor, the people who were talking at night by the firelight outside the window were also attracted by the gradually growing fire and stopped talking.

At this moment, Joanna came back with a face full of excitement. She danced and talked about what she and Iger saw upstairs just now.

"Really. Just after I finished praying, the wind direction changed, and the fire grew bigger and bigger. Look, it must be my fault." Joanna announced loudly to everyone.

"awesome."

"You are great!"

"Awesome!"

All kinds of rainbow farts are pouring in, anyway, boasting people doesn't cost money.

The fire started, and everyone's mood improved.Iger has said many times that all the infected people in the slums can only be burned to death with one fire, and Puduo City will be taken.

Although the fire basically wiped out Pudo City, the current situation is that there are fewer people and more land. As long as there are no infected people, the land is full of resources, and there is no shortage at all.

While talking and laughing with everyone, Iger swallowed an analgesic tablet. With natural distrust of the dose prescribed by Dr. Heidemi, Iger halved the dose without authorization.

Even if there is still some pain, just bear it.

After a while, the effect of the medicine kicked in, the pain gradually subsided, and Iger fell into a drowsy sleep.

……

Early the next morning, Iger climbed to the roof.

The fire was no longer visible during the day, but the smoke was still heavy and the air was filled with the stench of dioxin.

Seeing this scene, Iger made a decisive decision: hold on, and continue to wait and see.

Afterwards, Iger returned to the 4th floor, and he announced that he would enter a state of rest today.

It would be great to be able to rest, even on the front lines.

When people are in a dangerous environment, they will be full of energy at the beginning of the period, and they will not feel tired for a few days, but when the fatigue accumulates to a certain amount, a qualitative change will occur, and people will still feel tired no matter how much they rest.

This is also the reason why soldiers need to rest after a long battle.

A person is like a battery, and energy is power. Iger found that it would take about 3 days to completely drain the battery. Similarly, it would take 3 days to slowly charge it up.

Resting is recharging, so when Iger was in the world, he was afraid that he was performing an emergency task, and as long as conditions allowed, he took the time to give his subordinates a vacation.Being able to rest for half an hour counts as half an hour, and being able to rest for 10 minutes counts as 10 minutes, unlike some other small bosses who start to squeeze their vitality after draining the energy of their subordinates.

The same group of young people who joined the company worked for three to five years under different hands, and when they were pulled out at a party, they found that their mental outlook had deteriorated by several years.

Just before noon, a car horn sounded from the square downstairs. Iger opened the window and saw that it was Allen.

After learning that the head of the regiment had broken his upper arm during the battle, and that he had come back and put on a bandage, he went to Pudo City with the injury. Aaron felt that he should stop lying down and go along with him.

So early this morning, Allen asked Andy to arrange a car to bring him over, and then the car in Rapid Creek Town picked up Vance.

After Iger sent Vance away with a smile on his face, he went back upstairs. Looking at the black smoke in the distance, Iger decided to wait another day.

The next day, Iger walked to the window early in the morning to look from a distance, and the black smoke in the distance finally dissipated.

Back on the 4th floor, after a simple team formation, the convoy of the United Field Service Team drove in the direction of the slums.

(End of this chapter)