Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 18 Uninvited Guest

"Line up, line up, everyone line up—"

Amid the desperate calls for protective clothing, Ou Yang and others quickly lined up in a row, with Aunt Guo taking the lead and standing at the front of the line.

"Don't compete with me, you are still young!" said Aunt Guo.

Several people in protective suits came to the front of the team, two of them holding rifles, one holding a pistol at his waist, and a corporal holding a brand new tablet computer.

"Identification," said the corporal.

Aunt Guo calmly handed over her passport.

The corporal flipped it open and spelled out in an awkward monotone: "From the great Eastern country... um... Gou Xufei? Gou Sufei?"

"Guo Sufen." Aunt Guo corrected her in a standard Beijing accent.

When everyone heard this, they all smiled knowingly at this name that was full of the characteristics of the times.

"Oh!" The corporal nodded, took a close-up of the passport, and scanned the number to verify the information. "What time did you enter the country?"

"Last Tuesday."

"Reason for entry?"

"travel."

"Having trouble breathing?"

"Chest tightness?"

"Where have you been?"

"Have you had contact with the airport staff? What about the medical staff?"

The corporal asked very detailed questions, down to the details of Aunt Guo's daily schedule, even down to the specific time.

Aunt Guo is old and her memory is not as good as before. She can't remember the specific time at all, and she can't even remember where she has been.

The corporal could only reluctantly end the questioning and whisper a few words with his companion, who nodded and wrote a green C on the aunt's body.

Everyone was confused and didn't understand what this meant.

Looking in other directions, some people have yellow B written on their bodies, while others have red A.

Is this a rating for everyone?

Needless to say, red is definitely the most dangerous and green is definitely the safest.

Don’t ask why, it’s just Lao Mi’s habit. Just look at the games they make and you’ll know.

An American soldier took Aunt Guo away, and the others continued to be questioned, and most of them ended with a green C.

Ou Yang observed carefully and found that the number of Red A's was much greater than he had imagined, and any passenger who was in the same square with a Red A or had close contact with him was at least Yellow B.

Red A was sent directly to the plastic tent in the isolation area. The management here was the strictest. There was one person in each tent, and there were special records of their words and actions in the tent. If any violent tendencies were found, there were straitjackets prepared in advance.

Huang B was placed near Area A, where there was a group of military doctors. Every Huang B had to undergo a comprehensive physical examination, including X-rays, blood tests and a series of other tests. It was obvious that they were regarded as potential infected people.

Green C is located on the other side of the terminal, away from Area A and Area B, and the management is relatively lax.

Not long after, it was Ou Yang's turn. After a series of inquiries, he also received a green C.

The sky has fallen for many Red As, and the Yellow Bs are also very restless. If it weren't for the people in protective suits holding guns, there might be more chaos.

It’s different when you get the green C. You shout and cheer, as if you’ve won the jackpot in the lottery.

Ou Yang feels that Green C does not mean safety, it only means that the risk of infection is relatively low.

Area C was closest to the exit, and looking up, he could see the wrecked vehicles on the road. Inevitably, Ou Yang considered rushing out of the terminal and grabbing a car to escape, but he quickly suppressed the unrealistic thought. In the afternoon, the military finally completed the physical examinations of all the Yellow Bs, and everyone moved to Area C.

The examination items were the same as those in Area B, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed. It was discovered that Aunt Guo had high blood pressure and Uncle Hu had diabetes, and they were specially given corresponding medicines.

It is said that the military originally wanted to distribute multivitamins to everyone, but was strongly opposed by Councillor Norn.

He reminded very seriously: "If you don't give out anything, no one will think it's wrong. But it's different if you give out medicine to everyone. You say it's vitamins, but who will believe it?"

It's a typical conspiracy theory, but I have to say that the old congressman's concerns are indeed justified.

After examining Ou Yang's body, the doctor declared him to be in perfect health. The soldier in charge of recording quietly wrote a D on his information.

This is a safer level than C and represents good physical condition.

However, there is no need to further subdivide C and D, as this classification only exists in the archives.

Only one-third of Area C had been checked when they suddenly received an alarm from outside. Except for a few soldiers who continued to stay in the terminal to maintain order, the others in protective suits quickly rushed to the hall and prepared for battle.

Not long after, a large group of Americans appeared at the end of the crowded road, led by a policeman.

The Lao Mi in the team were all covered in dust and dirt, looking no different from refugees who had just escaped from the battlefield.

The major fired his rifle into the air: "Everyone, stop, or we will shoot!"

No one dared to overstep the line, including the leading police officer.

"Why are you here? What is your purpose here?" the major asked sternly.

The policeman signaled that he wanted to come closer to talk, but the major refused to comply: "Drop your weapons and take off your clothes!"

The policeman was reluctant but had no other choice. He took off all his clothes except for his underpants, and turned around a few times to indicate that he was not carrying any dangerous goods.

Ou Yang wanted to laugh but couldn't, thinking that this was a rare American characteristic. After all, it was a country where everyone carried guns, so it wouldn't hurt to be cautious.

Don’t think that the Americans are so peaceful. They really dare to shoot!
The policeman was finally allowed to come closer and talk, and he walked over shirtless and stood opposite the major.

"Who are you?" asked the major.

"Citizens who have nowhere to go." The policeman was neither humble nor arrogant.

"What's the purpose?"

"I heard this is a shelter built by the military. We need help!"

The major had already guessed the other party's intentions: "This is not a shelter, but an isolation point. It is the job of local officials to suggest a shelter. You have come to the wrong place."

The police officer refused to give up: "For God's sake, please give us a little help."

The major was silent for a moment, but finally relented: "What do you need?"

The policeman instantly showed a look of surprise: "We need food, clean water and medicine. It would be even better if we could get your protection."

The major had a headache, but looking at the expectant faces in the crowd, he couldn't bear to refuse. "I can give you some water and food, and I can also provide a little protection, but you can only camp outside. Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter the terminal at any time. Can you do that?"

"No problem!" The police were overjoyed and the crowd cheered.

Ou Yang felt a little touched when he saw this scene.

People are all made of flesh and blood. Since it is disaster relief, the US military must help ordinary people.

The reason they carry guns is because this country has a huge gap between the rich and the poor and everyone carries a gun. Once a natural disaster or man-made disaster occurs, countless people will take advantage of the chaos to plunder and push the already chaotic social order to collapse.

In other words, carrying a gun is to deal with possible dangers, not to guard against ordinary people.

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(End of this chapter)