Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1938: A life-or-death struggle? Do you have any cards left?

The success rate of becoming half human, half corpse is not high?

Faced with this question, the boss was obviously a little hesitant.

If he fails, he will become a zombie without any consciousness and look the same as outside, which is tantamount to suicide.

"What is the success rate?" The boss asked this crucial question.

The success rate is naturally 100% to turn into a zombie, but Dean Wang didn't dare to say that, so he replied with a serious expression:

“Less than 20 percent.”

In his opinion, with such a low success rate, the boss probably wouldn't dare to try it. Now it depends on how the boss chooses.

Unexpectedly, the boss looked at him suspiciously and said with a somewhat cold look:
"The success rate is too low. Anyway, you have to find a way to increase the success rate to 8%. I'll give you 8 hours at most. If you don't figure it out after hours, you'll die!"

After saying that, the boss looked at Zhao Mingzhong behind him and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on them. If they don't obey, kill them!"

At this point, if these researchers cannot produce what he wants, there is no point in keeping them; it would be better to just kill them.

Otherwise, keeping him alive would be a good opportunity for those people in Oil City.

Dean Wang's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit. He looked at the big boss who was about to leave and quickly shouted:
"Boss, this is too difficult. It is impossible to complete it in such a short time. Moreover, we need to conduct human testing. How can we conduct the testing without people?"

The boss glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the twenty or so researchers standing in the corner.

"I don't want to know the difficulty, that's your problem, I just want the result!"

"As for the human experiments you mentioned, then start with your researchers themselves."

"Eight hours. I'll only give you eight hours. If you don't come up with the medicine in eight hours, everyone in your research institute will die!"

After saying this, the boss turned around and walked towards the second underground floor.

Dean Wang was stunned and stood there for a long time without saying a word.

The seven or eight fighters next to them looked at them coldly with guns in their hands.

Escape? You definitely can't escape.

But he really had no idea how to make a half-human, half-corpse potion!
At this time, Huang Shiyong and others came over, "Professor Wang, what's the matter? What did the boss say to you?"

Dean Wang smiled bitterly and told them what the boss had just said.

This immediately caused dissatisfaction and anger among many scientific researchers.

"Scientific research experiments are not that simple. How can they be completed in 8 hours?"

"Yes, we have tested it so many times before and all failed. You only give us 8 hours. This is going to kill us."

"No, this mission is impossible to succeed."

"What should we do? What should we do? We are all doomed now!"

"Shut up." Facing the anger of the crowd, Lin Ruixiang shouted impatiently:
"Shut up, everyone!"

He pointed at the soldiers who were staring at them covetously and said:

"Do we have any choice now? If we don't carry out the experiment, he will still die in 8 hours. Instead of complaining here, we should find a way to solve the problem as soon as possible."

"Haha." Yan Hongli sneered, "That's easy for you to say. Didn't you hear that there are no human samples? After you develop the vaccine, you will be the first to conduct human experiments."

Lin Ruixiang glared at her, "Why me? My rank is higher than yours, why not you!"

Yan Hongli said sarcastically, "It's already this hour, and you're still talking to me about levels. You're all dying, haha!"

"You" Lin Ruixiang pointed at her nose, "You slutty old woman, you wear..."

"enough!"

At this moment, Dean Wang stopped him with a loud shout.

Dean Wang glanced at the time. It was already 5 a.m., and in another 8 hours it would be p.m.

There is not much time left for them.

After all, Dean Wang was the head of the research institute and was always very authoritative. As soon as he spoke, everyone stopped arguing and looked at him.

"We have no way to go now, listen to my orders now!"

Dean Wang continued with a gloomy face:
"Lin Ruixiang, Liu Yufa, and Sun Qian, the three of you will conduct an expanded experiment based on the previous Type A test."

"Yan Hongli, Sun Fengru, Zhao Benming, the three of you will use the T virus to do a superposition test."

"Huang Shiyong, Wang Qian, Meng Ziren, the rest of you should screen all previous versions of the vaccine and find out which one has the slowest transformation to zombies, and then find a way to delay the transformation based on this version."

After all, Dean Wang is the head of the research institute, so he must be capable.

The approach he adopted was a mixture of chaos and order, with the team divided into several groups to conduct different types of testing and research.

He asked Huang Shiyong to find the vaccine that slowed down the transformation into zombies, with the aim of preparing for the worst.

If other groups fail, then they only have one last resort, which is to inject the vaccine that slows down the transformation into zombies and lie to the boss.

Anyway, the zombification process is slow, and if it lasts more than 12 hours, the big guys will have no way to verify it.

For them, it is better to live a few more hours than to be killed after eight hours.

"Dean, what should we do if there are no test subjects? Are you really going to let us do it ourselves?" Yan Hongli asked worriedly.

They had conducted so many tests on human subjects before, and they had all failed without exception.

Dean Wang sighed and said:
"Let's do a live test on rabbits first. If the rabbit test is successful, then do a human test."

"But for the human test, who should go first?" Yan Hongli asked.

As soon as she asked this question, all the researchers looked at Dean Wang; no one wanted to be the first guinea pig.

What’s more, these are little white mice that have a high probability of dying.

Dean Wang glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice:

"Let's draw lots. When the time comes, everyone will draw lots, and whoever draws the lot will conduct the human experiment."

This method seems to be the fairest at the moment. It does not consider age, gender, or level, so no one has any objection.

"Don't just stand there, let's start now!" Dean Wang said to everyone.

Everyone dispersed according to Dean Wang's arrangements.

Dean Wang stood there, frowning and thinking about what Hu Tian had done to become half human, half corpse.

He is actually very optimistic about Hu Tian. Hu Tian is very talented, but he always takes some crooked ways.

He had often scolded Hu Tian for this before, and even drove Hu Tian out of the research institute and exiled him to Wuyuan Mountain.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he would have to follow Hu Tian’s crooked path. It’s ironic to think about it.

Ugh.
He sighed and walked to the reference room to look for Hu Tian’s previous experimental memos, hoping to find some ideas there.

The entire Northwest Base has been thrown into chaos.

The tanker truck overturned, gasoline spilled all over the ground, and the burning flames ignited the gasoline, creating a sea of ​​fire.

There were zombies everywhere, and explosions could be heard from time to time amidst the cries and screams.

The walls were blown up by rockets, revealing their steel skeletons. The people huddled in the house, not daring to breathe. The next second, zombies climbed over the wall and jumped in, plunging the people inside into despair.

The gunshots became increasingly sparse, which meant that the survivors in the northwest base were fighting back more and more weakly.

The ground of the Northwest Base has completely become a zombie paradise.

They were biting humans wantonly in the northwest base.

After seeing this scene, the judge in the sky felt a little bit reluctant. This is the cruelty of war.

He had experienced wars far more brutal than this and seen scenes far more cruel than this.

However, in this doomsday, the common enemy of mankind should be zombies, but unexpectedly, humans are killing each other. Perhaps this is human nature.

Or maybe this is the only way to establish a new order. The establishment of a new order must be violent, and people must die.

Unfortunately, the people at the Northwest Base became the stepping stones for establishing a new order.

If a zombie vaccine is developed, the big camphor tree will become the hope of mankind, launching a strategic counterattack, and we will not be so passive when facing zombies in the future.

By that time, more lives will be saved.

The judge looked at the crowd running to escape the zombies and sighed:
If you want to blame someone, blame the boss. If he had agreed to the city lord's invitation and taken out the meteorite from outer space to jointly develop a zombie vaccine, things wouldn't have come to this point.

After two hours of bombing, the number of rockets on the three helicopters was reduced from 180 to only 20, and the single-barrel machine guns were reduced from 610 to 71.

But the effect was also very good. They lured the zombies in at one stroke and blew up most of the cars on the ground in the northwest base.

They reported the situation here to Li Yu and Uncle San.

My third uncle, who was far away in the oil city, stayed up all night, waiting in front of the radio station for news from the judge and others.

The same is true for Li Yu.

After Li Yu learned the good news from the judge, he immediately said:

"Well done. When it's daybreak in two hours, I'll come with my army."

After that, he added: "Well, I will first let the helicopter brigade come over to take control of the Northwest Base."

Uncle San looked at the northwest map and asked:

"City Lord, has the Northwest Boss contacted you?"

"I have contacted him, but he just begged for mercy and asked me to let him go. He is a jerk and never tells the truth. I don't believe him, so I ignored him." Li Yu replied.

Uncle San frowned and thought.

Things have developed to this point. Do the Northwest leaders have any other solutions?

Even if the boss wants to fight to the death, he seems to have no trump card left.

That meteorite weighs several tons. Even if the boss blows it up, there will be fragments. As long as there are fragments, they can still use them.

It is obvious that the boss has no way to restrain Oil City now.

Alone
Uncle San looked at the Yumen Oilfield on the map and the Jiuquan Base next to the Northwest Base.

There are also small units of combat personnel in these two places.

If we wait until daybreak, and the people in these two places risk being bombed by helicopters to reinforce the Northwest Base, it is entirely possible to rescue the boss.

After all, it was daytime, and combatants armed with guns had a great advantage against zombies.

Moreover, Judge and his men had consumed a large amount of ammunition in bombing the Northwest Base last night, and they would not have enough ammunition to face these two teams.

Thinking of this, Uncle San said:
"City Lord, I think our top priority is to contact the people at Yumen Oilfield and Jiuquan Base and ask them to surrender. Otherwise, if the people from these two places rush to support the Northwest Base, the boss may still escape."

Time, what they want now is time.

Li Yu and his men are now at the Wuwei base. Even if they rely on their military advantage to quickly capture the Zhangye Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Base, it will still take eight hours to reach the Northwest Base.

It will take at least four o'clock this afternoon for the army to arrive at the Northwest Base.

During these eight hours, the variables mainly occurred in two places: Yumen Oilfield and Jiuquan Base.

The Northwest Base has been completely trapped by zombies. Even if someone is lucky enough to survive a night of zombie infestation by hiding indoors, they will be targeted by helicopters if they run out during the day.

The people in the Northwest Base had nowhere to escape.

After hearing the advice from his uncle, Li Yu immediately said:
"What Uncle San said makes sense."

"Judge, you must immediately find a way to contact the people at Yumen Oilfield and Jiuquan Base, and let them recognize the current situation and stop their fearless resistance. The Northwest Base is finished. If they surrender, I can spare their lives."

"Okay, City Lord." The judge also knew the importance of the matter and quickly agreed.

Li Yu thought for a while and asked:
"How are you going to contact them?"

The judge answered without hesitation:

"Use a drone to deliver the walkie-talkie. If they blow up the drone, I'll drop it."

"Okay." Li Yu was also afraid that the judge and his men would go directly over to talk to them. He was afraid that the people from the Yumen Oilfield and Jiuquan Base would be ruthless and directly capture or kill the judge and his men, which would be troublesome.

Communication completed.

The judge glanced at the time. It was already six in the morning and it would be dawn in half an hour.

So he quickly contacted Huachen and Hefeng, and asked Huachen to go to the vicinity of Jiuquan Base now! Immediately! Send the intercom to Jiuquan Base via drone, and inform Wang Xundong, the person in charge of Jiuquan Base, of the current situation, and try to persuade them to surrender.

The judge flew a helicopter to the Yumen Oilfield.

They had conducted reconnaissance there a few days ago and were quite familiar with the area.

As for He Feng, he drove the last helicopter and continued to guard over the Northwest Base, making sure that no one could escape from the Northwest Base.

at the same time.

The northwest base was filled with smoke and flames, and zombies were gnawing on corpses beside the flames.

By a window, several pairs of eyes looked outside in horror.

The second underground floor of the Central Laboratory.

The boss put the radio headset aside and breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just contacted the Yumen Oilfield and Jiuquan Base and asked them to bring troops to support early tomorrow morning.

As long as the troops from these two places come to support, if the Oil City has not made any backup plans, they can completely eliminate the zombies outside, rescue him, or even escape.

According to our current understanding of Oil City, the main force of Oil City is still at the Wuwei base hundreds of kilometers away, and it will take at least seven hours to reach the headquarters base.

Moreover, he also ordered Shi Xiang, the commander of the Fourth Column who had previously rushed to support the Wuwei base, to do everything possible to delay the Oil City army.

Without air superiority, they are now extremely passive.

If the helicopter brigade had not been destroyed, they would at least be able to fight back and forth with the Oil City.

What a pity. Who the hell could have thought that Oil City would be so unethical and go through such a big detour to launch a surprise attack on their headquarters base.

And there are also helicopters with huge power and unlimited endurance, which is simply abnormal.

Facing the Oil City, the boss had a feeling of powerlessness, as if he had no strength to fight back, as if his punch was hitting cotton.

It's so frustrating.

Seeing the relaxed boss, Ma Zhunzhi couldn't help but walked over and reminded him:
"Boss, let's not be too optimistic. Two of the helicopters above us are flying from the west."

The boss frowned when he heard this, "You mean Sun Yuan betrayed you?"

Sun Yuan is the person in charge of Yumen Oilfield and the person in charge of rotation. It just so happens that it is his turn to be stationed in Yumen Oilfield recently.

In the Northwest Base camp, there has never been a fixed position. There is always a rotation system to avoid the possibility of one person occupying a position for a long time and becoming self-reliant.

Ma Zhunzhi did not answer the boss's words.

The boss's face looked a little ugly. When the two helicopters of the Judge flew over the Northwest Base, Sun Yuan from the Yumen Oilfield did not remind him.

Although it was entirely possible for the Oil City's helicopter to bypass the Yumen Oilfield, Sun Yuan did not see any of the Oil City's helicopters.

However, there is still a possibility that Sun Yuan will rebel.

The boss thought back to the conversation he had just had with Sun Yuan, and felt that Sun Yuan's tone was a bit perfunctory.

"Damn it! How dare this bastard betray me!" The boss stood up suddenly, and the table in front of him was moved a few centimeters.

Ma Zhunzhi quickly said:
"Don't worry, Boss. Sun Yuan may not betray us, but we have to tell them to come at dawn. If they are late, something bad may happen. Assuming they haven't betrayed us yet, we have to get them here before Oil City contacts them."

After thinking carefully, the boss nodded and said:
"That makes sense. I'll contact them again and ask them to come over at daybreak!"

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