latent syndrome.

151 Chapter 150. Self-directed and self-acted
Los Angeles metropolitan area, a bar on the edge.

Heath is extremely arrogant. He probably doesn't have many days to live. Every day is like walking a fucking tightrope. If he is not careful, he will end up playing. If he doesn't pull a little bit now, he will have no chance when he dies.

With both legs resting on the table, he held a cigarette with one hand and smoked it, while with the other he pretended to shake the wine glass evenly.

Although the other customers in the store didn't like him very much, they didn't dare to say anything, because the five and six people who followed him were all strong and strong, and those tattoos and fierce eyes were mostly criminals .

"I don't understand. Where are you going to kidnap the mayor's daughter? Los Angeles is so big, isn't it a needle in a haystack?"

Sev asked tentatively.

Due to the intervention of the military and the police and the blockade of Los Angeles, the SCT organized a criminal group composed of ordinary people and a weaker organization of infected people. Before the blockade, they were sent to the Central Plains to wreak havoc.

The only ones left are some main personnel, only B-level infected people including myself, and even above are eligible to stay. Of course, the necessary amount of miscellaneous fish is also necessary to fight.

"You keep pushing, why do you have so many things?"

From the very beginning, Sif's mouth was like a machine gun, asking what he was going to do next, and what kind of macro plan Di Krow had.

"Couldn't you fucking be a spy from Section [-]?"

Heath said casually, if he couldn't hide his betrayal, he had to find a scapegoat, and he thought Sev was quite suitable.

Besides, this person is also extremely annoying, his status is almost as high as his own, and now he is also a cadre of the Los Angeles branch. , Never tell him the most critical things, there is a gap.

"how is this possible?"

Sev actually knew that Heath was working for Section [-] now, but that was purely because of being threatened. Things like the kidnapping of Jessica this time were not reported. He got it.

"Now we have to wait for the information to be known. It's time to play. Don't worry about it. We have people in the eleventh department. It won't be long."

Heath didn't tell Grey about this, if the strategy game is really won, and Di Yuxiu dies suddenly, he will be blown up, and the two must be kept alive.

Sif soon had an idea. On the way there, he would ask Section [-] to arrange heavy guards, subdue Hiss again, and reveal his identity to him, so that he could monitor him in SCT.

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At the same time, the most impoverished area in Los Angeles, the Husk District.

The construction of the quarantine zone is in full swing.

Since there are countless abandoned buildings in this area, as long as you get some iron beds and bedding, you can live directly.

In the end, as long as the energized barbed wire fence and high walls are built in the surrounding area, obstacles are also used to block the traffic arteries to prevent the infected people inside from rioting at any time.

Military trucks kept coming and going, and the engines roared to the ground, raising countless smoke and dust in this dilapidated urban area. They were still building watchtowers in case they needed to raise machine guns to resist riots.

And in the latest system.

Not only brain virus patients need to be isolated, but another separate isolation area must be built to isolate those who fail the psychological test, those with criminal records, and even those with bad credit.

In the nightly TV report, some medical experts pointed out that for some reasons, people who are contrary to ordinary people's logical thinking are more likely to be infected with brain viruses. These potentially susceptible people must be highly monitored to prevent problems before they happen.

In addition to the curfew system and the isolation system, there is another crucial system, that is, every Los Angeles citizen who is still in the city, once he is over 16 years old, must undergo a weekly routine psychological test to detect psychological problems. Whether the level of health is up to standard.

Naturally, such a system has aroused the anger of many people. First, they madly attacked and accused medical experts on the Internet. Of course, smart people know that this expert is just a scapegoat pushed up to attract firepower during a special period.

This represents a deeper, more devious horror going on.

For a society that has always flaunted democracy and freedom, this kind of spiritual castration, or even the elimination of dissidents, has shaken the foundation of the country. Even credit investigation has been considered. What else can’t be considered?Alcohol?cigarette?Art aesthetics different from the mainstream?
It's hard to tell who is normal in this situation.

Now a group of people has gathered to march outside the quarantine area, holding various signs and shouting the same slogan.

However, no matter how loud the momentum was, it was ignored by the army.

Of course, the Bureau of Countermeasures knows that doing so will inevitably lead to a strong backlash, but this is a helpless means, and the citizens must be vaccinated in advance.

According to recent data, the number of new cases of submerged disease in Los Angeles is several times higher than the average in other regions. Under the series of SCT activities, the people here are slowly sliding towards the edge of civilization, walking towards the guardrail of the giant ship, and will be threatened at any time. Dragged down into the abyss by an underwater ghost.

As a last resort, sociologists in the countermeasure bureau pointed out that it is not ruled out to build another shelter to allow all "normal people" to enter.

Then kill everyone else.

of course.

That was a last resort situation.

On a high-rise building outside the quarantine area, because soldiers were patrolling everywhere, Di Yu had to kill several soldiers before secretly taking the photographer to a place with a better view of the upper floors of the building.

"Fucking..."

Di Kuo didn't know why those stormtroopers were crazy, and they actually mixed into the protesting crowd in civilian clothes.

With a hoodie all over his hair at this point, and a fake mustache on top of his flat glasses, it's not easy to spot him.

"How many shots are missing, hurry up and take the fucking shot, I'm going to be your assistant to the top cadres."

After hiding the corpses of several soldiers, Di Yu urged the photographer. Now that he is wanted by the whole city, if he fails, someone will report him, and then he will jump out of the hunk and slaughter himself into meat paste. That would be quite bad.

"The completion rate is now... 60%. The scenes of the demonstrations will be completed soon. There are still psychological test scenes and some literary dramas. We can find our own people to perform these, and then there is the massacre of the countermeasure bureau. The representative of SCT The mayoral election was held, and the representatives established friendly communication with the citizens, followed by a joint struggle, and finally a tragic sacrifice.”

The photographer captured the scene of the protest downstairs very professionally, and added that this should not be rushed, otherwise the effect will not be good.

Di Kuo had no choice but to stay steady, picked up the military binoculars to look at the scene below, and nodded.

"Aristotle said it."

"The ultimate value of life lies in the ability to wake up and think, not..."

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Di Yu's jaw almost fell to the ground.

I saw the members of the stormtroopers who followed me when they came here. After putting on their civilian clothes, they forcibly pushed away one person after another. When they reached the front of the parade, they looked like thugs.

The crowd was also instantly ignited by the battle of these people, and the momentum became even bigger.

Those few people whose hair was shaved to less than a centimeter started pushing and shoving the soldiers, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The army is ready to use high-pressure water cannons to wash these people.

Right now!

boom!
A shot went off.

It precisely hit the chest of a stormtrooper member and fell slowly.

And the soldier who shot the gun was very familiar to Di Yu, as if... He had participated in the trial and was also a member of the stormtroopers.

The street, which was originally very loud with slogans, fell silent for a moment, staring blankly at the corpse that fell on the ground, even the army was the same.

"Did you see it? Did you take a picture of it!"

Di Kuo asked loudly while holding the binoculars.

"Go ahead, my girlfriend will definitely like it."

The photographer said so.

Di Yu was speechless, and put down the binoculars, this guy is playing crazy.

The whole street was silent in this deathly silence.

(End of this chapter)