Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

He was already like this in Iraq.

Several people stood on the bridge near Manhattan in silence for a while. Suddenly, Lucius turned around and spoke in a different tone, with sudden pity in his voice:

"Look how badly these people have been harmed by the villains who used banknotes to release the virus!"

Refugees could be seen everywhere on North Delancey Street under the bridge. They were ragged, haggard, and wrapped in dirty winter clothes. Many of them had to hold on to the wall to move, and they had to stop to catch their breath after walking for a while.

More people involuntarily looked up, and when they saw that there were only a few people "watching the show" on the bridge, they lowered their heads in even greater disappointment.

The diamond-shaped apartment buildings on the roadside were piled high with black plastic garbage bags. The large automatic loading and unloading garbage bins on the roadside were overwhelmed by the piles of garbage, and even stiff corpses could be seen in the garbage.

But no one cares what's inside.

Boom—the black smoke rising in the distance made them look over involuntarily.

The unevenly-sized urban buildings completely blocked the view, leaving only clouds of smoke and dust from the burning of gunpowder.

What on earth is the New York City government doing? What is the federal government thinking?

The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention and other agencies stepped in and declared a state of emergency, and the National Guard was assembled and deployed to New York to enforce the lockdown.

The military and authorities blocked roads, suspended public transportation, prohibited Long Island residents from leaving, and the public was ordered to shelter in place and stay at home.

These measures can curb the spread of the virus at different levels, but...

A blockade was indeed issued, and the guards stationed in the city were successful in blocking the bridges and ferries, but they were unable to complete the blockade of all parts of the river on both sides of Long Island.

Every day you could see people swimming across the river, landing on the Brooklyn side, and then escaping.

There is no doubt that secondary transmission has begun and is still expanding.

"I have to go back to the battalion headquarters. The lieutenant can follow the Disaster Emergency Management Agency convoy through the border at 1100 tomorrow morning."

Lucius paused, then said gloomily:

"At the same time, issue her a pass. Company B must meet all of the lieutenant's needs while maintaining sufficient strength. In addition, when necessary, carry out operations according to the lieutenant's instructions."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards his car.

Willis was even more surprised. He looked carefully at the lieutenant who was half a head shorter than him and asked abruptly and as a matter of course:

"who are you?"

"Raphael, just call me that."

The other party's reply was still disappointing, but Willis already had a guess in his mind. Perhaps it was a non-existent unit of SOCOM, specially used to carry out some high-risk and shady missions.

He could also be an agent recruited by the National Security Agency. In any case, he is not a simple person.

The battalion commander's orders sounded arbitrary, in the sense that he had already classified Company B as a support unit that belonged to him alone.

Late at night, when Raphael was about to rest, Willis came over.

"The president is about to speak about the current 'greenback' epidemic in New York. Do you want to come and see it?" he said.

Raphael said "hmm".

"Good evening. Today, 24 years later, our compatriots, our way of life, and our freedom have once again been subjected to a series of premeditated and inhumane terrorist attacks."

Lawrence Waller sat behind the desk in the Oval Office, his hands moving slowly as he spoke, his face solemn and his voice low, emitting an invisible majesty.

"The victims were in offices, malls, homes; secretaries, businessmen, policemen, government workers, mothers and fathers, friends and neighbours; millions of lives were destroyed by this evil, despicable terrorist attack.

Invisible blades attached to banknotes, igniting invisible fires. Thousands of people died, and many more were sick. Hospitals were filled with patients, many patients could not get treatment, and many husbands and wives collapsed in the streets.

We are filled with disbelief, grief, and quiet, unyielding anger. This act of mass murder was intended to plunge our country into chaos. But they failed. Our great people have risen to the occasion and are valiantly defending our great country..."

It was the usual polite talk, and Mr. Waller was quite right, but said it in a nice way.

Rafael listened patiently. After laying the groundwork on TV, the president finally announced his decision.

"…I immediately activated the government's emergency response plan, and our emergency teams are working intensively in New York, working side by side with local medical staff. Our top priority is to help the sick and conduct research on the 'virus'.

At the same time, our military is strong and ready to protect our citizens at home and around the world from a second attack. Our government will continue to function without interruption.

The evacuation of federal government agencies in Washington, D.C. began today. Necessary personnel have been deployed to resume operations, and the entire government will be fully operational tomorrow.

Our financial institutions remain strong, and our economy will return to normal. We have begun the search for those behind this despicable attack.

I have directed all intelligence and law enforcement agencies to work together to identify and bring to justice those responsible for this attack. We will treat terrorists and those who shelter them as one, and there will be no leniency..."

"Emergency response plans, intelligence and law enforcement coordination, have major institutions in Washington, D.C. been evacuated?"

Raphael glanced at Captain Willis, wanting to confirm something, but didn't know where to start.

"Just ask anything you want to ask," Willis said bluntly.

"Where is the cooperation? Where is the emergency response team?"

He was stunned for a few seconds, and said unsurely, "There should be."

Chapter 5: Zhen Ji Pulling Vegetables

In the morning, Captain Willis came over with great enthusiasm, and one could seem to see dancing shadows between his steps.

He found Raphael and said excitedly:

"The Disaster Emergency Response Agency decided to distribute new vaccines to citizens and set up new open-air clinics in open spaces such as parks and stadiums throughout the city to accommodate patients. Not only that, they also added more than 20 additional material distribution points in Manhattan, planning to distribute food, provide vaccinations and personal protective equipment."

“But the New York CDC and the Federal Centers for Disease Control have already given a round of vaccinations to the public, right?”

"this……"

Raphael shifted his gaze from the two branded weapons - the two weapons created by the NGSW program - to the captain who was looking delighted, and asked him a question.

However, when she asked this, Willis's expression instantly took on a shadow, and his eyes began to wander. He was always unwilling to face Raphael's eyes that saw through everything.

"what happened?"

"No, it's just..."

Why is it so strange? Raphael's eyes widened at the captain's unexpected reaction. She thought he was the kind of person who would express his opinions boldly and directly.

Willis now had an angry look on his face. He took a deep breath and then lowered his voice and said:

"The first primitive vaccination was basically a show, not only was the old vaccine used against primitive smallpox, but it was also limited to relatively stable wealthy areas.

A few days ago, we arrested a man who tried to break through the checkpoints and wanted to leave Manhattan with his sick daughter. There is no need to guess his purpose, which must be to get better medical resources.

As you know, all hospitals and clinics in Long Island are overloaded, and doctors and nurses are constantly falling ill.

During the interrogation, he told us that no one provided them with the vaccine. After receiving the vaccination leaflet from the CDC, they waited at home for a whole week, and no one came to perform the vaccination. "

After the rage, Willis was left with only the calmness of seeing through the corruption.

It took him a while to sort out his confused emotions and return to the state he should be in as the "Captain and Company Commander of the National Guard."

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

Raphael nodded, without any reaction to Willis's emotional fluctuations. He just raised his hand calmly and looked at the dial hanging on the inside of his wrist. It was still three and a half hours before 11 a.m.

"I'm going to start counting my equipment," she said.

"If there's anything missing, tell me later and I'll help you find it."

"I need some shaped explosives and Kramer mines."

"no problem.

Raphael walked around Willis and went to the low table in the corner of the tent, counting the ammunition and equipment one by one.

She focused on the radio and spare satellite phone, and used bound city maps to compare and correct maps stored in her memory.

Willis really wanted to see the two weapons on the table. They were new rifles and squad machine guns that the Army had just started to replace two years ago. The Guard's procurement plan was still in the approval stage, so it was still a long way to go before they could be obtained.

He wanted to say something, but the other party implicitly expressed that "I have something to do, please don't disturb me", so he gave up the idea of ​​chatting to get closer to him.

At this moment when one's life could be lost at any moment, thinking about these things would only add to one's sadness.

Lifting the door curtain, Willis walked to the bridge behind the tent and looked out at the city spreading out along the mouth of the Hudson River.

After giving Raphael's request, he stepped onto the sidewalk.

In the distance, columns of gray smoke swirled above the city, and the sirens of police cars and fire trucks never stopped from morning to night.

Perhaps New York has really reached its time of destruction, Willis thought.

Fifteen days ago, on the most breathless day of November, Black Friday, the biggest shopping day of the year in the United States, virus-laden banknotes circulated in New York City and spread rapidly.

People start thinking about what they need to buy several days in advance.

In fact, they not only buy the items on their shopping lists, but also find ways to use this short discount day to purchase items that would normally seem too expensive.

In fact, it is difficult to say how many virus-carrying banknotes circulated in many large shopping malls on Long Island in the past 24 hours, and how many banknotes took people home.

However, according to observers’ calculations, the amount of offline shopping expenditure on that day was as high as 91.2 billion US dollars. Excluding the majority of card payments, it is conservatively estimated that more than 10 billion banknotes flowed into the market.

The city is dying, and the rope symbolizing death has already been around the necks of shoppers. Over half a month of daily business transactions, these more than $10 billion gradually and precisely delivered the virus to innocent people.

It was not until the massive death toll began that people woke up from their anticipation for Christmas.

When the first wave of deaths subsided, New York was filled with that peculiar, unpleasant smell of burning protein.

During the half-month siege, the smell became stronger and stronger.

Now, the smell of burning iron, charred plastic and garbage burned for heating mixed into a foul, pungent odor, and the ashes of the burned buildings quickly sank to the ground.

Whenever a breeze blows from the mouth of the Hudson River, the black dust returns to the sky, giving the snow a gray cast.

At that time, I felt that the city was filled with the color of death.

So far, healthy people have continued to work, trying to keep the city functioning at a minimum level, with malls opening here and there and power being restored there.

However, this normality did not last long.

The municipal government, police, fire department and other agencies that maintain order are not under the jurisdiction of each other. Those who put out fires only care about putting out fires, the police only care about how many criminals they have killed today, and municipal officials issue orders on the map, trying to restore the collapsed transportation system to normal, and trying to keep the hospitals that are severely overwhelmed by patients operating normally.

This, coupled with the relaxation of restrictions on population movement, has significantly accelerated the spread of the virus.

After a series of operations, New York’s epidemic prevention strategy is simply like Cao Pi’s wife entering the greenhouse - Zhen Ji pulling vegetables.

Ultimately, Manhattan's public services collapsed within 72 hours of the second wave of mass deaths. Willis felt that he was powerless to save the situation.

If these hundreds of people were thrown into Manhattan, they wouldn't even make a splash. Moreover, modern armies are extremely dependent on logistics. Once supplies are cut off, he dared to conclude that this army would soon fall apart. Moreover, surviving in a city is much more difficult than surviving in the wild.

"Sir, the World Health Organization is holding a press conference." The company executive officer shouted at the back.

"what news?"

“The World Health Organization has officially declared a large-scale outbreak of a new virus in New York.”

"Anything else?" Willis asked.

The executive officer replied "No more" and stood at the door of the company tent, staring at Willis, the backbone.

“…I see. Let’s start stockpiling personal protective equipment as well.”

As they finished speaking, a radio call came in from the Brooklyn checkpoint saying that the Emergency Management Agency's supply convoy had arrived.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 6: Vitality, everything is flourishing

On December 12, at 17:1057 am on the third day after Rafael entered New York, the Federal Emergency Management Agency's convoy finally passed the checkpoint on the Williamsburg Bridge.

The convoy was very long, consisting entirely of tractor trucks and container trailers. "US. Army" was painted on the boxes, and the trailer drivers were wearing camouflage uniforms and chemical protective masks that only the army had.

This made Raphael curious about their identities.

Before the official departure, Raphael shook hands with Captain Willis meaningfully and said bluntly:

"I know you want to do something for me, but don't say more. Find a way to collect more chemical defense materials, and then protect yourselves. Do you understand what I mean, Captain?"

Although the two of them didn't have much interaction, she still said these words.

Without waiting for the captain's reply, she followed the convoy's escort, quickly passed the blockade checkpoint, and disappeared from the swarming crowd.

Raphael did not speak to the soldiers marching with guns around her. She had already guessed the identities of these people - engineering troops of the National Guard - and their mission was to set up a blockade in Manhattan and control the flow of population in the infection center area.