Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

The night was dark.

Inside the police station, the lights were dimmed to their lowest setting, leaving only a hazy yellow glow.

Tang Long sat in front of the map, his finger repeatedly tracing the planned attack route, simulating every possible unexpected event in his mind.

He couldn't sleep, especially when he thought about tomorrow, which made him even more agitated.

At this time.

Click~

The sound of a lighter came from behind.

"Why aren't you asleep yet? You need to be well-rested for tomorrow!" A slightly teasing voice reached my ears.

Tang Long didn't turn around, but simply said calmly.

"You weren't asleep either."

Wang Hu pursed his lips, walked to the window, and gently pushed it open a crack.

A cold night wind swept in, carrying the unique, decaying scent of the outside world.

Then, he turned to look at Tang Long, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and handed it to him.

"Want one?"

Tang Long looked up, took the cigarette, and lit it.

"Thanks! You stingy bastard, it's rare for you to be generous like this." He took a deep drag, and white smoke billowed from his mouth and nose, instantly dispersed by the night wind.

"Get lost!" Wang Hu laughed and cursed, then looked out the window and gave a wry smile. "Do you think we're the only ones left in this city?"

"Even those scum from the Wild Wolf Gang are nowhere to be seen now!"

"I was even thinking that I would get revenge on them if I had the chance."

Tang Long also looked up and gazed out the window.

It was pitch black; I couldn't see anything, and there was nothing there.

He shook his head: "I don't know!"

"But it's just that our area is deserted! Maybe the whole city is deserted."

"Sigh!" Wang Hu sighed and didn't say anything more.

He leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette for himself, the scarlet flame flickering in the darkness.

suddenly.

"Old Tang."

"Um?"

"Tomorrow... if there's no sound from your walkie-talkie on your end."

Wang Hu pursed his lips, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

"If it's more than ten minutes, I'll lead my men in and storm in."

Tang Long paused in his smoking, his voice calm: "There's no need!"

"No!" Wang Hu took a deep drag on his cigarette, staring out the window. His voice wasn't loud, but it was unusually firm: "When I was in the army, I never abandoned my comrades."

"Even if he's dead, we have to retrieve his body."

Tang Long remained silent, taking a drag of his cigarette, the glow of the cigarette reflecting in his deep eyes.

He neither refuted nor agreed.

After a long while, he stubbed out the cigarette, which was now only half-smoked, on the table.

"You're an idiot!" he said calmly.

"You're the idiot," Wang Hu retorted, somewhat displeased.

However, at that moment...

"ah--!"

A short, suppressed scream came from a corner of the rest area.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, then looked sharply in the direction from which the sound came.

Su Yan suddenly sat up from her cot, clutching her clothes tightly to her chest, breathing heavily.

Cold sweat soaked her forehead, and a few strands clung to her pale cheeks.

"Dr. Su!"

"Dr. Su! What's wrong? Don't scare me!" The nurses Xiao Zhao and Xiao Lin, who were sleeping next to her, were startled awake. They quickly got out of bed, supported her, and looked worried.

The door to the adjacent work area was opened.

Dr. Zhang, Liu Qiang, Luo Yongchao, and others also quickly walked over.

"What's wrong! What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

Tang Long strode over, squatted down, and asked in a low voice, "Dr. Su, what's wrong?"

Su Yan's pupils were not fully focused, still lingering with fear.

She raised her hand, pointing tremblingly in the direction of the supermarket.

"I...I..." Her voice was hoarse and trembling, "I sensed it again! It's...it's...it's it..."

Tang Long's heart sank: "You mean, you sensed the monster's signal from the supermarket again?"

"No...that's right!" Su Yan swallowed, forcing herself to calm down. "Besides! This time is different."

"What's different?"

"So many...so many thoughts of hunger! Not just one message."

She paused, seemingly trying to find the right words.

"Now... the big one is still there, but around it... it seems that many smaller, independent ones have appeared..."

"They're like...like newly hatched chicks, each one is screaming, all wanting food...they're so hungry."

The moment these words were spoken, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

.....

The next day, early morning.

The fog had lifted somewhat, but the sun was still nowhere to be seen in the sky.

The atmosphere inside the police station was unusually somber.

No one spoke; there was only the metallic clanging of equipment, the click of bullets being chambered, and heavy breathing.

Tang Long looked around the room, a heavy feeling settling over him.

After this...

I wonder how many people will survive.

He walked to the equipment area, looked at the rows of weapon cabinets, and checked the exchange list.

Type 92 pistol, Type 92 pistol magazine... riot helmet, bulletproof vest, police drone...

"Sigh! I wonder if the weapon inventory will be updated after the base is upgraded! There's still too little usable equipment."

"Not a single heavy weapon! Even a rifle would be nice!" he muttered to himself.

"System, redeem 6 riot helmets and 6 sets of bulletproof vests, and finally redeem 20 magazines."

[Ding~ Do you want to spend 120 Order Points to exchange for 6 riot helmets?]

[Ding~ Do you want to spend 300 Order Points to exchange for 6 riot helmets?]

[Ding~ Do you want to spend 60 Order Points to exchange for 20 Type 92 pistol magazines?]

"Sure."

[Ding~ Redemption successful.]

Click~

The weapons cabinet made a few soft clicks as it connected.

Tang Long turned his head and called out towards the door, "Come here, everyone, it's time to distribute the equipment."

Wang Hu was the first to walk over, still wondering as he did so.

"Distribute the equipment! Captain Tang, we've already distributed all the equipment, where would we get any more..."

He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening in surprise.

He stared intently at the brand-new bulletproof vests and blast helmets in the cabinet.

"Holy crap! Where...where...where did this come from?"

"What? Where did this come from?" Liu Qiang followed behind, craning his neck to peek inside, and was completely dumbfounded.

Tang Long shook his head, saying helplessly, "What are you spacing out for? Do you want to go or not?"

"Yes! Only a fool wouldn't want it!" Wang Hu snapped out of his daze, quickly took one of the sets, and put it on right there.

The others were no exception; they naturally couldn't let go of something that could save their lives.

It's not that no one is curious, but everyone tacitly keeps quiet. Some secrets are better left unknown!

After Tang Long got dressed, he distributed bullets to everyone.

Taking a deep breath: "Everyone, we..."

At this time.

"etc."

A voice suddenly came from over there.

Dr. Zhang carried a medical kit and walked over quickly.

He opened the box, inside were several syringes and a bottle of alcohol.

"This is the last of my antibiotic injections." He picked up a syringe and began drawing up the medication. "In case of an injury or infection, this could be a lifesaver."

He looked at Tang Long: "One copy for each person, as a last resort."

Tang Long hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Anyway, a little more time won't make a difference.

Dr. Zhang administered injections to everyone one by one. When it was Wang Hu's turn, he gasped in pain.

"Hey Lao Zhang, can't you be a little gentler?"

"And, is this thing effective against the zombie virus?"

Dr. Zhang glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense! Something is better than nothing!"

Wang Hu scratched his head, speechless.

Just as he turned his head, Xiaolin, the nurse who had been following Dr. Zhang, quickly stuffed something into the side pocket of Wang Hu's backpack.

The movements were very light and quick.

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

What he pulled out was a small amulet woven from a few colorful threads. The weaving was clumsy and even a little crooked.

He looked up at Xiaolin.

The girl's cheeks flushed instantly. She didn't dare to look at him, but nervously twisted the hem of her clothes. Then she nodded quickly and hid behind Dr. Zhang.

Wang Hu opened his mouth, but said nothing more.

He simply clutched the small amulet in his palm and then forcefully stuffed it into his innermost pocket.

Tang Long saw all of this without saying a word, but suddenly felt happy inside.

no...

That bastard!

With those thick eyebrows and big eyes, when did he start hooking up with women?

And didn't you say that you're married and have kids?

This nurse, Xiao Lin, has terrible taste!

Damn it! What a jerk!!!

He silently complained to himself.

However, despite all the cursing, Tang Long himself knew that so much time had passed since the apocalypse that there was basically no chance of a reunion.

People can't live in the past forever. If there's someone to stand by you and fight against the apocalypse, it's actually... not so bad!

Tang Long shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, and looked around at everyone.

"Set off."

"yes!"

laugh--

The heavy alloy gate, emitting a familiar hiss, slowly rose.

Outside the door, the city was gray and white, shrouded in thick fog, as silent as death.