spy cloud

Watching squads of Japanese soldiers commit suicide in front of everyone, Zhang Tianhao took a deep breath.

Sanyo and Miura never expected that this time they would completely mess things up, dragging the military police and barracks into the mess and suffering heavy losses.

There were originally thirty-eight people, but when Zhang Tianhao looked over, there were more than thirty-eight Japanese soldiers, row by row, starting from the fourth row.

When there were only seven people left in the fifth row, Zhang Tianhao felt a bit numb.

Of the more than 100 people, nearly half of the Japanese soldiers have been infected, and it is unknown whether the others have been infected.

If everyone actually got infected, that would be a real joke.

However, all of this is irrelevant to him and not something he can consider.

Before long, a large fire was seen burning again. Countless corpses were carried and thrown onto the fire, emitting a strong stench of decay.

He glanced at the remaining Japanese military police standing in rows, their faces not looking too good either, and even showing signs of panic and confusion.

Apart from some veterans, most of them were new recruits, and there were even some Japanese recruits who looked younger than the Type 38 rifles.

Even Zhang Tianhao could only look at the teenage soldiers with a helpless expression.

"Dr. Wang, thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard work!"

Zhang Tianhao said something polite, and then prepared to leave.

"By the way, Dr. Wang, please keep the current state of the military police station a secret."

"Dean, please rest assured, I am not a talkative person and it is impossible for me to pass on the news from here. After all, I am just an ordinary doctor."

"That's good."

Dean Miura smiled and then had Zhang Tianhao sent back to the barracks.

When he returned to the barracks, he found that there were still a large number of soldiers on guard duty, and the surroundings were unusually quiet.

……

"Xiao Luo, how are you feeling? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

"No, boss, apart from being a little sleepy, I don't feel uncomfortable at all. I probably didn't sleep well last night."

"You still have the mind to sleep? You, you have such a big heart!"

Liu Yan sighed, then leaned back on the bed, closed her eyes, and slowly began to sleep.

Time passed little by little, and the two people in the room were still fast asleep.

When it was noon, Liu Yan finally woke up from her sleep and looked up at Xiao Luo beside her.

"She actually fell asleep!"

I glanced at the time and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at my body, I went to the mirror and looked at myself. My face looked more refreshed, and I felt more energetic.

"Goodness, we've finally escaped this time."

At the same time, she looked at Xiao Luo to the side and found that Xiao Luo had not changed, which put her mind at ease.

"Xiao Luo, let's go back. If we don't go back soon, they'll start looking for us."

She gently nudged Xiao Luo and went outside to fetch water to wash her face, preparing to drink at Cuiyun Tower, since that was her true home.

Overjoyed, the two returned to the restaurant in high spirits.

Meanwhile, Song Wen returned to the police station, dragging her exhausted body, not wanting to do anything. These past few days had been filled with events; she hadn't had a good night's sleep, nor even time to pick up Wang Xiaotian, leaving her utterly drained.

"Damn it, it's all your fault, you bunch of bastards, for pulling this whole show and making us suffer. I bet you guys aren't having an easy time either."

"Captain, this is the information we just gathered!"

A policeman walked in and carefully placed a document on the table.

Song Wen nodded, then picked up the document and carefully flipped through it.

Then they saw the barracks outside the city, where 103 people had died, including two nurses whose bodies had been burned. Inside the city, many Japanese military police had also died, but the exact number was not yet clear, though it was certainly not small. The thick smoke had already made the surrounding area almost invisible.

Not only that, he also saw another important message.

All the doctors from the barracks outside the city were transferred there to conduct screenings, while the military police inside the city were mainly led by the Japanese Miura. Wang Xiaotian was also called there for a while.

It took about an hour, but they were quickly sent back to the barracks.

What's happening here?
Song Wen also took a deep breath, her face showing even more bitterness.

"Sigh, it's all the fault of number 03. The whole county is worried about it now."

However, she only thought about it for a second before focusing her attention back on the police patrols, checking each household to prevent anyone from being infected with the virus.

"Captain, you haven't been home for several days, have you? Why don't you go home and check on your son-in-law? If you don't go see him, you won't be able to explain it to him. Relationships need to be nurtured."

Just then, a friendly older woman walked in, greeting everyone with a smile.

“Sister Lan, I also want to go back and rest for a while and see him. But he is even busier than me. He hasn’t been back for several days. He’s either working overtime or on duty, and he’s even called away in the middle of the night. He’s currently in the military camp outside the city, giving physical examinations to the soldiers.”

"That's true, but you should at least show some concern. Although I don't know why you married Xiaotian, since you're going to marry him, if you don't show it, then Xiaotian might not really have you in his heart, understand?"

Sister Lan also sat down, picked up her cup, took a sip of tea, and advised with a concerned expression.

"Sister Lan, I know what you mean, but I really have no choice. It's not that I don't want to help or see him, but you know about the virus outbreak in and around the city, right?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Tian is dealing with these matters. Many people have died. More than a hundred have died in the barracks outside the city alone, and there are other dead people in other parts of the city that we haven't found yet. Do you think I dare to run around now?"

"It's not just here. The Japanese military police were the first to discover the pathogen, and they're probably not feeling well right now. We don't know how many people have been infected."

"This, this..."

Sister Lan gave a wry smile, realizing that she might really be busy these next few days, and her face fell.

"Xiaowen, what you said is true, but a family still needs to nurture its relationship. Really, Sister Lan has been through this before. When a man is away from home, he might cheat on you if you're not careful!"

Sister Lan wanted to say something more, but Song Wen immediately pushed her out.

After all, if they continued talking, Wang Xiaotian would really become Chen Shimei (a notorious figure in Chinese folklore known for abandoning his wife).

"Forget it, let's take it slow!"

She understood, but work required her to take it seriously, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

In contrast to the peaceful and busy police station, Zhang Tianhao was woken up once again and brought back to the conference room for a meeting.

Everyone must be extremely vigilant when it comes to infectious viruses.

One wrong move and she could very well be the one to die.

"Everyone, please share your suggestions now. We're all in this together, so let's think of a way to get through this difficult time together."

"Okay, let's think of a solution together." (End of Chapter)