Tian Guangyao immediately threw away the "Type 95" assault rifle in his hand, rushed into the adjacent warehouse as fast as possible, picked up a thick-caliber grenade launcher, stepped onto the heavy belt, and stuffed two large boxes of gun-firing grenades into his backpack.

It is very effective to use this powerful weapon to deal with giant insects. With this grenade launcher, Tian Guangyao rescued more than a dozen people in one breath. His rank of major was also in play. Facing the orders issued by high-level officers with strong combat skills, no one dared to disobey. Tian Guangyao took these people to quickly change the weapons and form a combat team. They rescued Sibo from the laboratory and Su Hailong from the base command center. He led all the survivors he encountered along the way and fled into the underground shelter.

The adjacent gates No. 4 and No. 6 have been closed. The underground base has an independent power supply, and the thermal probe is inserted directly into the depths of the ground and converted into electricity through energy conversion. This equipment was completed only half a year ago and is still in the experimental period. However, judging from the current situation, the power supply is still stable.

There was chaos.

"What exactly are those monsters? Bugs? Or mutant creatures? How come they are that big?"

"Where did they come out? There are too many, too many, and they can't be killed at all. I have calculated that if the firepower of the outside guard tower is fully opened and the wall is added, it will be no problem to deal with thousands of zombies. But the bugs flew in. Xiao Wang and the others are all dead, and our planes don't even have the chance to take off. What should we do now? What should we do?"

"There are still many people who haven't come in. They have to go out and help them."

There were all kinds of discussions, most of the people who fled into the underground shelter were soldiers, and a few civilians.

Su Hailong's condition was very bad. When Tian Guangyao led his men to the command center, he was surrounded by two giant flying insects that had entered through the window. Su Hailong's left arm was cut off by the worm palate piece. Tian Guangyao had no time to stop the bleeding in the chaos, so he could only take a back shot. Fortunately, the underground shelter was equipped with medicine and medical equipment all year round. When several people were busy completing the simple bandage and wrapping Su Hailong's wounds with gauze, he had already fallen asleep. It was just because he lost too much blood and his face looked pale.

Tian Guangyao sat down next to Sibo. He gasped, unscrewed the bottled water lid and poured it into his dry throat.

Sibo's voice was very light, and his tone was so plain that there was no slight emotional fluctuation: "This is a good place. There is an underground river next to it, and no matter how many people are, they will not feel thirsty. There is electricity and there is a lot of space. The only problem is that there is not much food, and I'm afraid it won't last long."

Tian Guangyao put down the water bottle, took the gun-sized gun-fired grenade from his shoulder bag, and replenished the shot hole one by one, and said without raising his head: "You are thinking too much. Area 2 is the warehouse and the food processing factory. Although there are areas 3 and 4 in the middle, it is not far away."

Sibo turned around and looked at Tian Guangyao: "Are you sure those bugs won't get into the ground? They are much smarter than zombies. Maybe those monsters are waiting outside the gate now. If you open the door inside, they will rush in immediately."

Tian Guangyao stopped the movement in his hand and looked at him in confusion: "Are you telling the truth or joking?"

Sibo's expression and tone of speaking were serious: "There are both. You know I don't like to speak nonsense. I only believe in data, and that is the only fact in the world that can be believed."

Tian Guangyao was playing with a heavy gun-shooting grenade in his hand, feeling a little depressed. He sighed: "Dr. Si, have your research resulted?"

After asking, Tian Guangyao never had hope for this.

The importance of immune agents is self-evident. Just before today, Tian Guangyao always felt full of confidence. Although the situation was severe, although all cities were lost, and the whole world was occupied by mutated creatures, Tian Guangyao never gave up his ideals and hopes. He felt that things had not reached the worst level and everything could be saved.

The sudden appearance of giant flying insect completely broke the fantasy.

Liu Tianming once encountered such a giant insect. On the way from Kunming to Panzhihua, the giant insect killed Zhou Yuan.

Meng Yongquan's helicopter combat squadron also encountered giant insects. It was a complete luck that he was able to survive.

These are two very accidental events. Although there is a connection between them, they are very independent of each other due to various factors in time and region.

The recognized danger is the zombies.

This is a reality that everyone has witnessed. Countless people are infected with viruses and mutations, and countless hungry zombies are roaring in the city. In the face of facts that have actually been seen and experienced personally, all words such as hearing, perhaps, and possible can be ignored. People only believe in the horror they see, and will not believe in the unfounded rumors that they say from others.

If it were in peacetime, Liu Tianming would definitely leave the body fragments of the giant flying insects and hand them over to relevant departments for research. However, in the case of death crises, what people need most is food and weapons.

At that time, Liu Tianming had not yet contacted Tian Guangyao.

The more important reason is that giant flying insects appear very few times. Liu Tianming's team only encountered them once. This led to errors in subjective consciousness. Liu Tianming, including Liu Tianming, believed that the number of giant flying insects was not large and did not occupy the mainstream among mutated creatures.

Another reason is that Liu Tianming did not pay enough attention to giant flying insects and did not take them as a focus because mutant cells did not create the concept of "food" on giant insects. After Zhou Yuan was attacked, he carefully checked the remaining flying insect fragments at the scene, and the mutant cells did not respond.

This is a normal thinking. No matter who is, he will only focus on what is useful to him and what he is most interested in at the moment - the sow will not care whether applying pink lipstick on his mouth will attract the attention of males. A small staff member who pays 2,000 yuan a month will only regard alien attacks on the earth as a legend. A more direct example is that after you squat on the toilet, grin and release it happily, you must think about whether there is any toilet paper or clean water to wash your butt, and you will never think about using your current movements and posture to hang out with a beautiful girl.

Sibo understood the loss in Tian Guangyao's eyes. He patted the dust on his white coat and lowered his voice: "I already have a clue."

Tian Guangyao smiled bitterly: "Is that so? Very good... go ahead..."

A very polite answer is simply perfunctory.

Tian Guangyao never had much hope for this. At this point, he understood more or less. If the research goes well, the situation will not deteriorate at all, and the city will not be captured by living zombies. Especially the number of surviving people will definitely be much more than now.

Scientific researchers have always been like this. It may be because of the limitations of confidentiality regulations, or it may be because they have taken this kind of thing as a habit. No matter any kind of questioning, the answers from their mouths are the same.

Tian Guangyao completely lost interest in continuing to talk to Sibo.

There are still many things to do.

The entire base was in chaos. From Su Hailong, he was the highest rank holder who still survived. Of course, there may be living senior officers in other parts of the base. The most urgent problem to be solved now is to rescue others and open up the connection with the No. 2 area.

Without food, the final result will still be starved to death.

Just when Tian Guangyao wanted to stand up, he heard Sibo's slow voice coming from beside him.

"I didn't lie to you, nor did I just say a few good words to make you happy. My research has made great progress, especially immune agents, which I'm sure I can make."

Tian Guangyao's body froze. After a moment of silence, he turned his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Really?"

Sibo nodded seriously: "I need time."

Tian Guangyao swallowed his throat hard: "How long will it take?"

"If I could go back to my lab and restore all the data and materials. It would only take a week to calculate the previous progress."

Sibo emphasized his tone and added: "No more than ten days at the latest."

A hint of surprise flashed through Tian Guangyao's eyes and blurted out his words: "How is this possible? The new Beijing base started researching viruses very early, and the equipment and samples there were very complete. Not long after you came to the Northwest base, the living samples were shipped a few weeks ago, so why did you..."

Sibo raised his right index finger at the fastest speed to block his lips and made a sound ban.

"You discovered it, did you?"

A hint of excitement appeared on Sibo's white face: "I also think this is strange."

People who have not experienced it personally will never understand the difference.

According to the classification of researchers at three levels a, b, and c, Sibo belongs to the "b" type with a higher status. This does not mean his ability, but is due to factors such as qualifications, age, and relationships. This is actually very normal. It is impossible to leave a qualified elderly person without a need, and let a young man who has just entered the research institute serve as the section chief, director, or even the dean... This is illogical, and it is even more in line with the rules that everyone abides by.

The new Beijing base began research on viruses very early. The purpose at that time was the same as it is now, and it was to develop immune agents.

The living samples handed over by Liu Tianming's team are a bit unique, which is very different from those that Sibo once saw at the new Beijing base. The sudden blizzard blocked the communication, and Sibo could not contact Liu Tianming, so he could not know more.

He always believed that the difference between the two samples before and after was caused by the changes in the virus.
Chapter completed!