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Back in the room prepared for them in the military camp, Zhang Tianhao sat down.

After a quick wash, I began to rest.

However, just as he was about to go to sleep again, he heard hurried footsteps outside.

Then a Japanese military policeman walked in.

"Dr. Wang, hello, I'm Squad Leader Kawano. Dean Miura requests your presence; there's an emergency!"

The fluent Japanese that came out of Kawano's mouth made Zhang Tianhao frown, clearly indicating that he might not be able to sleep tonight.

"Okay, I'll grab my things!"

He sighed, then put away his tools, put on his white coat, and followed Squad Leader Kawano directly to the entrance of the military camp.

Then they saw a jeep parked at the entrance of the barracks, with a Japanese soldier sitting inside, waiting for their arrival.

"Dr. Wang, please!"

Zhang Tianhao replied with a sentence in Japanese and then sat down in the back seat of the car.

Kawano sat in the passenger seat and said to the driver, "Back to the military police headquarters."

"Hi!"

Upon hearing this, the driver immediately started the car, quickly turned on the ignition, and drove towards the city.

Zhang Tianhao's face didn't show much expression. Instead, he was thinking about why Miura had called him back, especially since things at the puppet army camp hadn't been resolved yet.

Leaving means potentially taking the pathogen with them, which is still too risky.

But the fact that Miura called him at this time is very likely because, as Oda mentioned, the military police were also infected.

If the military police are infected, the danger level could rise again, and the impact could expand once more.

On the road, there was only the roar of the jeeps and the whistling wind, followed by silence.

The entire county town seemed to have been put on pause, devoid of any human activity or sound.

Even on the main streets and roads within the city, not a single person could be seen. Occasionally, patrolling police officers could be spotted, but they would quickly disappear into the darkness.

His mood was somewhat complicated, and his brows furrowed even more deeply, with countless changes appearing in his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Tianhao saw the gate of the military police headquarters again, and saw that there were four Japanese military police officers standing guard in front of the gate.

Upon seeing the jeep arrive, the Japanese military police on both sides immediately opened the gates, removed the wooden fences, and let the vehicle drive in.

As the jeep drove into the military police compound, he felt that, apart from the patrolling military police, the entire compound was no different from the military camp outside.

There was nothing but deathly silence.

There's even a large fire on one of the wooden frames that's been burning for who knows how long and still hasn't gone out.

Once the jeep came to a stop, Kawano jumped out and went to the back, saying to Zhang Tianhao, "Dr. Wang, please get out of the car. The hospital director is waiting for you in his office!"

"Thank you!"

Without saying much, Zhang Tianhao, led by Kawano, walked directly into the military police headquarters building.

Upon arriving at an office on the first floor, I saw Dean Miura sitting there looking haggard, his expression somewhat numb.

Hearing footsteps, she finally looked up at Zhang Tianhao.

"Dr. Wang, you've arrived!"

"Hello, Dean, what can I do for you?"

"It's like this, the impact of this infectious disease is too great. The military camps outside have been infected, and the military police in the city have also been infected. Thirty-eight people have been confirmed infected so far, and there are only 104 military police officers in the entire force. 38 of them are infected, which has seriously affected the safety of the county. Therefore, I asked you to come and see if you can treat these infected people." "You've already seen those patients in the military camps outside. Do you have any treatment plans?"

"Dean, you're putting me in a really difficult position. Forget about treatment, just looking at those patients, I suspect they have mixed infections caused by multiple viruses, and there's no way to cure them."

"Moreover, this high-risk, highly contagious virus is quite terrifying, and its mortality rate is exceptionally high. Therefore, there is absolutely nothing I can do about it."

He also let out a long sigh, then stood opposite Miura, offering a wry smile.

How were the infected patients in the military camps outside the city handled?

"They shot him directly and then burned the body. There was no other way. Even two of our hospital nurses were infected and died, turning to ashes."

"Leaving the body there will breed the virus, the toxic gas will become more and more concentrated, and the infection will become more and more severe. If it is kept in the military police headquarters, it is estimated that in less than two days, there will be no safe place in the entire military police headquarters."

"Therefore, we must deal with it now. We cannot leave any hidden dangers."

As Zhang Tianhao finished speaking, Miura Jiro's face grew increasingly dark. In fact, if looks could kill, Zhang Tianhao would have been killed countless times over.

Miura was also sitting there, and gently tapped the table.

"Dr. Wang, is there really no other way?"

"No, as a doctor, this is the first time I've encountered this virus. It's terrifying. I'm worried that there are still people in the city who have been infected, so..."

"If you want to turn Changfeng City into a dead city, as long as the corpses are left for more than a week, the entire Changfeng City will be completely destroyed."

Miura understands this principle, but now he is in a difficult position, having shot himself in the foot.

Zhang Tianhao stood there without saying a word, but looked at Miura, waiting for his decision.

"Ugh--"

In the end, he let out a long sigh and helplessly raised his head.

"I understand!"

As for what kind of virus it was, he knew better than anyone else. Zhang Tianhao was right; there was no antidote, let alone a cure.

Even if we wanted to study it, it would be impossible to find a solution, given the limited time available.

"Someone, pass down the order: all infected soldiers, gather on the haystack to the side and pledge your loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Upon hearing this, the guard at the gate was taken aback at first, but immediately responded and went out to relay the order.

After all, such a decision would likely result in the deaths of many Japanese military police.

Zhang Tianhao didn't say much, but quietly watched Miura, who was clutching his head in pain, his expression showing a hint of madness.

The problem is that Zhang Tianhao really can't make a move against him, since now is not a good time to do so.

Following Miura to the door, they saw dozens of Japanese military police standing on a pile of wood and hay, each holding a knife.

At the same time, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his upper body.

Major Sanyo stood not far away, watching his military police officers perform in such a way. He felt both satisfied and pained, as this matter was truly beyond his expectations.

One moment of carelessness nearly brought ruin to the entire county.

"Warriors of the Empire, for the safety of others, you have the honor to serve His Majesty the Emperor this time. It is our honor, and it is your honor as well."

"Everyone, raise your knives, we can begin!"

He didn't say anything more, just a few simple words, then stood there with a bitter expression, watching the Japanese military police who were preparing to give their lives. (End of Chapter)