What happened to Umbrella is just a microcosm of this world, which suddenly encountered a sudden bacterial infection. During this period, such large-scale and widespread outbreaks occurred all over the world.

Various government departments issued urgent instructions, requiring each department to establish a disease control center to carry out epidemic prevention work.

The number of infections in one city in the United States of America alone has exceeded 10,000, and the number of people in temporary quarantine has directly reached 40,000.

In just a few days, the number of people involved in the outbreak increased rapidly, and even at full capacity, the Centers for Disease Control began to struggle.

With the cooperation of relevant departments and the police, the situation was barely controlled. Otherwise, the number of people quarantined alone would have overwhelmed the house.

Not only that, but even so, a large number of people are still fleeing the city and heading to safer, infection-free areas.

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United States of America, Yalar City, 13:00 pm sharp.

The golden sun hangs high in the sky, scorching the earth.

The current temperature is 35 degrees Celsius, and the world is like a furnace.

This high-temperature feast starts at ten o'clock in the morning and will last until the evening.

People in the city walk in the shadows of streets and buildings to avoid direct sunlight, but they still cannot escape the hot weather.

"too hot……"

In front of the presidential residence, a guard wearing sunglasses couldn't help but look up at the scorching sun.

"Chichi..."

Seven black cars stopped in front of the presidential residence in the capital of the United States of America. A dozen bodyguards in black uniforms filed down and surrounded several doctors and entered the presidential residence.

As soon as he stepped inside, he was greeted by several receptionists, followed by two Secret Service security personnel.

"Dr. Carly, Dr. Cooper, and Mr. President are already waiting for you inside."

Under the escort of Secret Service security personnel, the group went straight to an Oval Office, where an old man with gray hair was sitting on the presidential office chair.

He was reading a document with a frown on his face and didn't even notice a group of people entering the office.

At this moment, there is more than just the president in the presidential office. In addition to the security personnel of the Secret Service, there are also senior executives such as the Secretary of State, Vice President, Secretary of Homeland Security, Director of the Secret Service, etc.

A security guard came to him and bent down to whisper something. Only then did Caldwell raise his head and saw a group of people standing in the office.

"Welcome to you two doctors, please take a seat."

"Hello, Mr. President."

The president stood up and sat down on the sofa. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to signal the two of them to sit down. After saying a few words, the president began to get into the topic.

"What do the two doctors have to say about this sudden epidemic?"

"Mr. President, regarding the DCM-1 bacteria designed for this epidemic, the relevant departments actually reported it half a month ago."

"But I'm sorry that our government didn't pay attention to it."

"You don't have to apologize, it's our fault."

"I read the document report you sent. The incubation period of DCM-1 has passed and it has now entered a period of major outbreak?"

Caldwell placed the document report in his hand on the table and said in a serious tone.

"Yes, Mr. President."

"But in fact, the situation is worse than expected."

Dr. Carly took out a tablet computer, marked a large number of red areas on the map, and handed it to the president so that he could see the diagram clearly.

"This is the statistical data as of 12 o'clock this morning. The epidemic has almost spread all over the west coast and north coast. Except for some areas on the south coast, epidemics have occurred in all major cities across the country."

"Mr. President, the current outbreak is not the peak. According to experimental data from the Centers for Disease Control, the incubation period of DCM-1 is at least ten days."

"That is to say..."

President Caldwell covered his forehead and said he had a headache.

"That is to say, we must prepare for the worst and be prepared for a situation that is even more serious than what we are experiencing now."

Dr. Carly and Dr. Cooper were both silent. After a moment, Dr. Cooper answered.

"In twenty-four hours, it is very likely that there will be millions of infected people across the country."

"Mr. President, please be prepared."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the president's office darkened, and President Caldwell took a deep breath and asked.

"So is there anything we can currently do to treat this virus?"

"Unfortunately, this type of DCM-1 is resistant to almost all antibiotics, and currently we have no way to treat patients."

Both Dr. Cooper and Dr. Carly are unwilling to do so, but this is a fact.

"In other words, there is nothing you can do?"

The vice president sat on the sofa, frowned and looked at the two doctors and said.

"That's it for now."

Dr. Cooper fell silent, the President and Vice President stopped asking questions, and there was an eerie silence in the office.

"Two doctors, thank you for your hard work. You can go back first."

Mr. President stood up and said, the two doctors also stood up, took a deep look at Mr. President, turned around and followed the security personnel out of the President's Office.

15:00 sharp, Presidential Residence, Joint Chiefs of Staff Meeting.

"The virus spreads at a speed of 24 hours, 36 hours, and 48 hours. Measures must be taken quickly and decisively."

A gray-haired man in military uniform stood in front of the projector screen, explaining the ever-changing pictures.

The participants in the conference room looked at the map that was constantly dyeing red, chatting left and right, whispering.

"Okay, please be quiet!"

President Caldwell patted the table in the conference room, and the conference room suddenly became quiet.

"General Dick."

Caldwell sat back in his chair and looked at the old man in military uniform who was sitting in the third seat from the right who had previously explained the virus and epidemic to everyone, and said with a half-smile.

"I know that you used incendiary bombs to blow up the camp in the Zaire Valley some time ago. You used this bomb, which is second only to the atomic bomb in power, to kill 1,012 soldiers of the United States of America."

"This kind of bomb can burn a large amount of oxygen after it explodes, killing all men, women, children, and all viruses in the air within a radius of 1.5 kilometers."

"Completely clean, the incident has subsided, and the crisis has been resolved."

At this point, the president stood up, took off his coat as if he was very hot, and looked unhappy.

He took out a copy of the Constitution of the United States of America from his trouser pocket and threw it in front of General Dick with a bang, looking furious.

"this……!"

"I read the Constitution of the United States from cover to cover, but it doesn't say that 1,012 soldiers who fought for the country can be burned to death with bombs!"

“There are several places where it is mentioned that citizens shall not be deprived of their lives and property without justifiable reasons!”

"Now!"

President Caldwell stood up and walked slowly around the office, came behind General Dick, paused for a second, then walked away, turned around, returned to his position, stood in front of him and said.

"First!"

"I want you to support me without reservation! And you must support me publicly!"

"If I step down, you will step down together!"

"second!"

"Find a large number of authoritative experts with rich experience and tell reporters that this is the only option!"

"Government personnel are not allowed to disclose any relevant information to Newspaper Radio! Any objections!"

"If anyone here has an objection, I'll ask him to see something!"

Mr. President picked up a pile of photos from his seat and threw them in the center of the conference table with a clatter. The pile of photos immediately spread out, allowing others to see what was on the photos.

They are all photos of people infected with bacterial viruses. The people in the photos include the elderly, children, women and middle-aged men. They look miserable, are vomiting, bleeding, incontinent, etc. It is terrible to look at.

"These are the citizens of our country!"

"Take a good look, this is not a statistical table!"

Mr. President suddenly raised his index finger with his right hand and pointed at the photo on the table, gritting his teeth.

"This is alive and well, our citizens!"

"I hope it sticks in your mind!"

"Until death!"

After a long time, the president's roaring speech ended, the office held a meeting, and President Caldwell made arrangements.
To be continued...