Inside the equipment testing laboratory.
The red light comes on and despair spreads.
Zhang Hai carefully arranged his clothes, as if he wanted to walk more decently at the last moment.
Behind the scenes, two younger researchers were gasping for air. They could not accept this fact.
As senior researchers of experimental weapons, each of them is a proud man and graduated from a prestigious university.
Those who can work here have passed all levels of political review and defeated countless competitors.
However, due to funding constraints, their salaries and benefits as scientific researchers are not high.
Therefore, after the apocalypse broke out, most people felt depressed.
Why did I end up like this after studying hard for more than ten years in a humble situation, spending my youth here as a high-end talent, and hiding my name?
What about military rescue?
What about the instructions from superiors?
If it weren't for working in a research institute, it would be the end.
They can obviously go abroad and enjoy the best treatment from foreign-funded companies.
Right now, there is nothing.
Even the thought of keeping a secret retirement life after decades of hard work is gone.
All hope vanished.
He was so frightened that he didn't have enough to eat or wear, and he couldn't even go out to the outside world.
Such a strong blow caused them great pain.
Now, the director actually wants to "bury" himself and others?!
The two looked at each other, clenched their fists, and their eyes were full of unwillingness.
Why!?
It's fine if the higher-ups don't send anyone to rescue him, but now he's not even allowed to escape?
I have dedicated my youth and I am willing to make contributions anonymously.
But now, with a cold command, I will wait for others to die!?
Grief, despair, unwillingness, resentment.
One of the young researchers, with the last glimmer of hope in mind, said loudly to Zhang Hai’s back:
"Director!"
"We can escape!"
"The safe passage to the outside world is at the back, where there is complete disinfection equipment!"
"You know, we will never bring any viruses or bacteria with us when we go out!"
"I beg you to give everyone a way to survive!"
"Ten years! Ten years!"
"We work overtime every day to design weapons, and we don't even have time to accompany our children and wives. We have already paid enough..."
"Why do we have to die now because of a little, insignificant risk!"
"I am not willing to give in, I really am not willing to give in!"
Zhang Hai smiled bitterly and turned around, but the belief in his heart did not waver at all:
"Xiao Deng, we don't know what that monster is doing."
"once...."
A trace of struggle flashed in Deng Xiang's eyes, and he knelt down in front of the director with a bang, his voice hoarse:
"Director, my wife is also in our research institute."
"She's right behind..."
"You know! She still insists on working even though she is pregnant. You also know what kind of person I am!"
"I'm not afraid of death! But I really want to see..."
Deng Xiang cried bitterly, his voice choked with sobs:
"I want to see the baby be born, and I want my wife to get out alive."
"I beg you to give us a way to survive!"
"It's only possible that the monster will possess us!"
"The superiors are worried that he will become a threat and endanger other survivors."
"But what about us? Do we deserve to die!?"
"Aren't our lives our lives?"
Director Zhang Hai sighed deeply. He knew that Deng Xiang had been working hard and diligently before the end. He worked conscientiously every day and worked overtime without complaining.
Even on the day of the wedding, I rushed back with my wife to work overtime...
But.
The people above didn't dare to gamble, and neither did he.
He, that man, that monster must not be let out from here!
Zhang Hai couldn't help but patted Deng Xiang on the shoulder, trying to persuade him:
"Xiao Deng, we are soldiers, this is our duty."
"We should..."
Kneeling on the ground, Deng Xiang's red eyes suddenly flashed with deep hatred.
He stood up suddenly and touched his lower back with his right hand.
"Wow."
Pistol drawn.
Deng Xiang aimed the gun at Zhang Hai with trembling hands, his eyes red:
"Zhang Hai."
"You forced me to do this..."
"I've given enough, I've had enough!"
"I'm a genius! How could I have gotten here if I hadn't been brainwashed by you bastards!"
"Dedicate! Dedicate! Dedicate!"
"Do you think it's still the 1970s? Why can't we get good treatment? Why should we just give in!"
"Why should we be abandoned after we have made so many contributions!"
"Soldier!? Bullshit, I'm not a soldier!"
"Don't use your bullshit sense of honor as an excuse!"
"You have lived enough! I haven't lived enough!"
"You want to die! I'll make it happen for you!"
"Click."
The pistol safety is on and the bullet is loaded.
The middle-aged researcher with a chicken coop above his head looked at the scene in front of him in horror. He stood up and opened his hands in fear:
"Xiao Deng! Don't be impulsive!"
"Put the gun down!"
"Fang Yan, please persuade Xiao Deng..."
To be continued...