"Give him oxygen immediately. Get the ICU ready. Call Lieutenant Colonel Jin over."

"His blood pressure is too low. Prepare for an IV to expand his blood pressure!"

Zhou Rong lost control and rushed forward. He saw the metal bed whizzing past as several specialists personally pushed Sinan to the emergency room.

He forced himself to stop. His face was pale. "What happened just now?

Why did he suddenly faint again?

Wasn't he fine this afternoon?! "

Ning Yu said, "It might be the sequelae of the blow to the back of his head. His intracranial blood clot …"

"When I left this afternoon, there was clearly no problem at all!" Zhou Rong shouted. "Did you draw his blood again?!"

"The structure of the brain is very complicated, especially for someone like Sinan who has lost his memory. The part of his brain that specializes in memory is like a virus. You don't know when it will explode."

Ning Yu said coldly, "Calm down, Colonel Zhou. Otherwise, I'll have to give you a sedative."

Zhou Rong pressed his tightly knitted eyebrows, as if he was barely suppressing his emotions with this action. After a while, he retreated to the corridor and sat down against the wall. The corners of his mouth drew a deep shadow on the side of his face.

Ning Yu still wanted to scold him, but the door to the emergency room opened.

A white-haired director of the research institute glanced at the crowded corridor. He seemed to have some scruples. He only waved at Ning Yu and motioned for him to go over.

"I'll do my best," Ning Yu said. He put his hands in the pockets of his white lab coat and walked away without looking back.

Lieutenant Colonel Jin Hua had already rushed to the emergency room. He nodded at Ning Yu when he passed by, but the latter did not respond.

Ever since Ning Yu came to the base, he had become very quiet. He had almost no communication with the outside world except for official business.

There were rumors in the research institute that he only ate once a day at night. Jin Hua noticed that he was indeed getting thinner and thinner. He personally asked about it in the name of the military. Doctor Ning's answer was that this was his habit.

When he was hungry, his blood would concentrate in his brain, and his thoughts would be clearer and more agile. He hoped that the organization would not interfere with his personal life.

Whenever Jin Hua passed by the research institute, the lights in Ning Yu's laboratory were always on.

Sometimes, when Jin Hua saw his back through the glass wall, she vaguely felt that he was like a hanger with arms and legs, with an empty white coat hanging. He always lowered his head and focused on the computer and equipment in front of him. People could only see the back of his black head and white neck.

This gave Jin Hua a vague feeling of uneasiness, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what the problem was.

"Romuir is hiding something."

Zhou Rong crossed his fingers and pressed them against his forehead. He said hoarsely, "It's not that simple that he wants the Sinan. It can't be just for that … that …"

"I understand," Jin Hua interrupted him awkwardly and understandingly.

After a pause, she said, "After the research institute's report came out, I discussed the secondary antibody with Dr. Ning.

I don't know why, but Dr. Ning insists that the ultimate antibody that can be popularized exists. He even suspects that the laboratory in Florida has developed the prototype of the ultimate antibody. "

"Then why can the virus still break out?"

"This is unknown. Maybe the vaccine is difficult to cultivate, or maybe the current technology is not up to par …"

"Maybe," Zhou Rong said in a low voice, "they don't want it to spread."

Zhou Rong's voice was mellow, slightly hoarse, and full of magnetism, but those few words made Jin Hua's heart turn cold.

Ning Yu narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"It has been like this since just now. We can't rule out the risk of brain death. How did the people in your research institute investigate?!"

The person in charge of the medical department slammed the table. "Why did you detain the carrier in the laboratory and not send him to us immediately?"

The emergency room was noisy, and the laboratory director kept explaining, "Everything was normal in the afternoon. We did a brain CT scan, and the results will be out immediately …"

"Hit the back of the head!

Brain injury!

This is going to kill him. You're simply disregarding human life! "

Ning Yu's eyes moved to the hospital bed. Surrounded by infusion tubes and various instruments, Sinan's eyes were tightly closed, but if one looked carefully, one would find that his eyelashes were trembling imperceptibly, and his throat was moving up and down.

He seemed to be in some kind of nightmare, and he was struggling to make a sound, trying to say something.

Ning Yu passed through several doctors who were quarreling, pushed aside the doctors who were performing first aid, and reached out to pull out Sinan's oxygen tube.

"?!" The doctor was stunned. "Doctor Ning!"

Ning Yu turned a deaf ear to the surroundings and leaned over Sinan's pale lips, only to hear a slight and broken sound coming from his throat. After a while, he heard a series of repeated words.

"Cliff …"

"Cliff … below …"

"Tooth?" Ning Yu asked suspiciously.

"Doctor Ning, what are you doing!" The head of the medical department was almost mad. "Get out of the way!"

Ning Yu impatiently pushed the doctor away, put his elbows on Sinan's pillow, and asked, "What tooth?

Whose tooth is missing?

How much can you remember? "

Sinan's dark eyebrows were twisted together, and he seemed to be in pain. His eyeballs were shaking from side to side under his eyelids, which was a sign that the cerebral cortex was having a violent reaction.

The head came up to pull Ning Yu, but Ning Yu unexpectedly broke free. "Shut up!

Be quiet! "

The head was stunned.

"I … can't … go down," Sinan said intermittently, "Go down and get it … quickly …"

In a split second, Ning Yu had an incredible idea. Before he could react, he blurted out, "Go down and get what?

Is it the antibody? "

"…"

"Is it the thing you brought?

What did you bring from A Country?

Sinan! "

Ning Yu rolled up his sleeves and slapped Sinan's face. He shouted, "Say it clearly, Sinan!

No, no, Noah!

noah chong！”

With a few slaps, Sinan, who was in a coma, raised his trembling hand and grabbed Ning Yu.

"It's too high," he gasped, "Go down and get it, help me down …"

"What antibody?

Is it the antibody sample?

Had the Florida lab already cultivated a sample of the Ultimate Antibody?

Hey!

noah！

Tell me! "

Ning Yu's roar slowly faded into the distance, drowned out by the clamor of the crowd that surrounded them like a tide.

— Ultimate antibody.

Sinan's soul slowly fell from the sky. The damp wind was overwhelming, passing through the mountains, rivers, and woods.

In the wind, there were countless unwilling questions, coming against the flow of time. They gradually became louder and sharper.

"Why won't you be infected?"

"Why do you have antibodies?"

"Why can you be spared?"

…

Sinan clenched his teeth and raised his hands to cover his ears. The deafening sound gradually turned into screams and wails.

He tried to raise his head. The huge passenger plane disintegrated in the sky, black and red flames intertwined, and the plane's wings dragged a long tail of smoke as it spun towards the valley.

A very familiar and violent voice sounded in his ears, "Where is the ultimate antibody?"

Sinan clenched his teeth and struggled, but there seemed to be an invisible person who forcibly pulled his hands away and roared, "Where is the earthquake-resistant freezer you carried with you after the crash?!

If you don't tell me, I'll turn on the taser! "

— The earthquake-resistant freezer.

As if an electric current passed through the nerves, a gate was suddenly opened. The world built by the deep consciousness of the brain split and reconstructed, and all the scenes changed in an instant.

Sinan's body paused, and the soles of his feet suddenly touched the ground.

In the dream, he looked up in surprise. The next moment, he saw the armchair behind the desk turn back, and the old but hale general slowly said,

"The maneuver is over. It's really a surprise that you came to see me … What can I do for you, Instructor Noah Chong?"

It was an empty office. The afternoon sun in the military camp danced quietly in the air, and the dust floating in front of him could be seen.

Sinan closed his eyes, and then opened them again in a daze. He was speechless under the sharp gaze of the old man.

But then he heard his own voice in the dream, a little shaky because he had not spoken Chinese for a long time, "The Pan Duola virus is out of control."

With just one sentence, the old general's face changed dramatically, "What did you say?!"

"Two weeks ago, all the experimental subjects in the White Eagle Base turned into zombies, and the laboratory blocked the news from the outside world.

As a countermeasure, the Romuir family has preliminarily cultivated an antibody sample that theoretically can be transmitted to all humans, but they refuse to make an antidote vaccine. "

The young White Eagle instructor looked down at the old general's shocked gaze from above.

"I know that your country is also conducting related research. Without a vaccine, the end result of all the experiments will inevitably be a virus leak, dragging the entire earth into the apocalypse of the living dead."

"…" The old general stood up, took a few deep breaths, and lowered his voice out of caution, "What are you trying to say?"

At that moment, Sinan finally realized who the old man in the dream was, and why he looked strangely familiar — Guo Jingsong!

The Deputy Minister of National Security in C Country, Guo Weixiang's deceased grandfather!

"I'm here to cooperate," Si Nanping said quietly.

"You —"

"In three months, new recruits will be selected for the special forces. I can bring your agents into the base's laboratory.

In exchange, I'd like to ask your country to concentrate on the research and cultivation of the ultimate antibody, as well as to spread it around the world … "

Sinan paused for a long time, and the office fell into silence.

"In order to get the antibody, we're willing to do anything," Deputy Minister Guo said in a low voice, "What other requests do you have?"

Outside the window was the 118 military camp's field. Under the sun, dust filled the air, and the distant shouts of soldiers drilling could be heard indistinctly.

Sinan's eyes were slightly unfocused, as if he could see through the heavy clouds of C Country's sky and catch a glimpse of a secret memory from many years ago.

After a long while, he finally opened his mouth under Sinan's anxious gaze and said calmly,

"That day, I … saw someone I knew many years ago here."

The sky was hazy, and the wind was howling.

The cabin was shaking up and down amidst screams. The bloodied stewardesses roared and grabbed the frightened passengers in the aisle. In the blink of an eye, their prey had been disemboweled, and their internal organs spilled all over the floor.

Sinan grabbed his suitcase and smashed the brains of the zombies who pounced on him from the front seat. He strode out of the business class and kicked open the cockpit door.

The pilot and co-pilot staggered out of their seats and roared with thirst. Sinan broke their throats, one in each hand, and slammed the suitcase at his feet. He clicked on seven or eight buttons on the control panel, gritted his teeth, and pulled the lever.

Boom!

The plane shook violently. The red light on the dashboard flashed wildly, and the luggage in the cabin fell wildly.

Sinan pulled the lever so hard that the veins on the back of his hand bulged, but it was to no avail.

The engine burst into flames in the vast sky, and then black smoke billowed. The sky in front of the cockpit was spinning and falling.

“shit！”

Sinan cursed and bent down to pick up the freezer. Unexpectedly, his wrist was bitten by the pilot zombie who was not completely dead. Blood immediately flowed out!

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!!

Hammering sounds came from outside the door. The zombies were hammering on the cockpit door!

Sinan broke free from the pilot and looked around, trying to force himself to calm down.

The rapid fall was still shaking. He steadied himself and rummaged around, then leaned over the roof of the cockpit and pulled out a backup parachute bag in a flash.

The cockpit door was shaking under the impact of the zombies. Sinan carried the parachute bag, grabbed the freezer, and smashed it against the glass. Bang!

Bang!!

The double-layered glass cracked. At the same time, the door rumbled and was finally pushed open by the zombies!

The zombies rushed in. At the same time, Sinan punched the windshield and shattered it in blood!

"Roar — roar —!"

The zombies covered in blood scrambled to grab Sinan, but they only managed to grab his trousers in the nick of time.

Sinan kicked the zombies in front of him away. Without wasting half a second, he leaped into the air!

The air pressure difference between the inside and outside of the cockpit instantly swept him away and threw him thirty thousand feet high.

The hurricane wrung out the last bit of air in his lungs. Si Nan clenched his teeth and couldn't make any sound. His sleeves were flapping in the wind. Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion came from above his head.

The airliner disintegrated.

Countless burning parts poured down like a torrential rain.

The horrifying hot air pressed down on Sinan and accelerated him to the ground. He finally let out an inaudible roar in the chaos and used the last of his strength to open the parachute bag.

Crash —

A few minutes later, Sinan crashed into the top of the forest, through countless sharp branches of various sizes, and fell to the ground. Under the huge impact, he rolled for more than ten meters and lost consciousness.

He did not know how long he had been unconscious. When he woke up again, it was because of severe pain.

"Huff, huff, huff …"

In a daze, Zhong Sinan thought it was a dog. But when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a half-rotten human face — a zombie was wolfing down his flesh. There was another zombie kneeling beside him, ready to cut his stomach open with its sharp claws.

"… shit …" Sinan trembled and cursed. He lifted his foot and kicked the zombie beside him. While it was rolling and crawling for more than ten meters, Sinan broke its companion's neck.

Sinan gasped for breath for a moment and struggled to stand up. The dizziness caused by the loss of blood made it difficult for him to stand still.

This was a cliff at the end of a forest. The open space was overgrown with weeds and was full of blood stains.

The zombie had torn the muscles on Sinan's shoulder and back. Blood soaked his shirt. From the torn lapel, one could vaguely see the horrible lacerations and white bones.

It was quiet nearby. The birds were silent and there was no one around.

Sinan breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he remembered something and his whole body froze as if he had been electrocuted.

Where was the suitcase?

Where was the antibody sample?!

Sinan ignored the wounds on his body and immediately staggered to look for it. However, the cold box with the silver light was really gone. There was no trace of it in the nearby grass. Behind the rocks and under the trees, it seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

Sinan's blood was cold. He stood up and leaned against the trunk, looking around.

Was it taken by the zombie?

Impossible, the zombie's IQ was not that high.

Then, did he let go in the air and cause the cold box to fly out?

But the cold box's circular handle was not that easy to loosen, and he clearly remembered that when he fell from the tree, he was still holding the box in his hand.

Then where was it?

Sinan coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and looked forward.

At the end of the cliff was a deep valley with steep cliffs and sparse weeds.

The steep slope was only more than ten meters away from the place where he had fainted.

Sinan almost forced himself to drag his wounded body over there. He crawled on the ground and searched inch by inch, not letting go of any withered grass or gravel.

Finally, he found the marks he did not want to see on the rocks at the edge of the cliff. After being hit by a sharp object, the surface was white but still fresh, and the end pointed straight to the bottomless valley.

At that moment, Sinan could almost imagine the cold box flying out, hitting the rocks, and then falling off the cliff.

"… Is anyone there?" He sat on the ground and asked in a hoarse voice.

There was no sound at the edge of the cliff. The sky was high and the ground was far away.

"Is anyone there?

Come and help! "

There was only a burst of unclear echoes in the valley.

Sinan sighed and finally gave up. He got up and looked down.

The cliff was extremely high and steep. There were no branches, only weeds growing out of the cracks in the rocks.

Sinan tried to take two steps, but he could not walk any further. The weakness caused by the injury made it difficult for him to even stand. If he continued to walk, he would fall to his death.

From birth until now, Sinan had never felt so unlucky. It was as if he had gone through all the bad luck that he had accumulated over the years.

He knelt on the ground and panted for a moment. The bloody wound on his shoulder blade gradually dried and healed. When he moved his arm, he felt a dull pain.

He finally stood up with the help of a rock, tied his blood-stained jacket to the nearest tree, and slowly walked north.

If he could find a nearby village, there would be someone to help.

This was the longest walk in Si Nanping's life. He could barely remember how long he had walked.

The sky gradually darkened. The mountain roads and forests were left behind. The moss made him stumble and slip again and again. Finally, when the sky was completely dark, there were flashes of fire and voices at the foot of the mountain in front of him. There were screeches of tires, shouts, and sporadic gunshots.

"This is the ninth search and rescue team of the B Military Region …"

"We were ordered to search and rescue the uninfected in this area …"

"Stop, or we'll shoot!"

"Wait!" Someone shouted. "There's someone there!

There's someone on the mountain! "

A few flashlights swept over at the same time. The strong light made Sinan cover his eyes subconsciously. He slipped and lost his balance.

He was truly an arrow at the end of its flight. His whole body rolled down the mountain road. He didn't know how many sharp rocks he had hit in the dark.

Exhaustion and pain blurred his mind. The last thing he saw before he fell into darkness was the village in flames. A few soldiers ran over and helped him up from the ground.

"In the mountain, go …" Sinan's face was covered in blood. He grabbed a soldier and muttered, "In the valley where the plane crashed … antibodies …"

The soldier shouted, "He's injured!

Lieutenant Colonel! "

"Call the medic!"

Tang Hao rushed into the fire with a rifle and killed a few zombies that were dragging their feet. He didn't even look back as he shouted, "Quick, quick, quick. Let's finish this quickly. Go!"

"Go to the mountain … antibodies …"

The noise drowned out Sinan's voice. The swaying figures around him became more and more blurry.

He tried to stay awake, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Finally, he fell into a long darkness.

With a bang, the door to the emergency room was pushed open. The doctor's voice changed. "Colonel Zhou!

Where's Colonel Zhou?! "

Everyone's face was pale. Zhou Rongyi looked up and saw the doctor's face. "Quick, Doctor Ning asked you to come quickly!"

In an instant, Zhou Rong's blood turned cold. His ears were buzzing. He couldn't hear what the doctor was saying. He got up and rushed into the emergency room.

Everyone around him had different expressions. However, Zhou Rong didn't pay attention to them at all. He saw Ning Yu stand up from the operating table. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his expression was cold. He simply said four words.

"He's waiting for you."

Zhou Rong's mind went blank. Countless scenes of life and death on TV flashed before his eyes. He trembled and half-knelt beside Sinan.

"Freezer …"

Sinan's low and hoarse voice sounded. Zhou Rong choked and said, "Huh?"

"The freezer is in the valley …" Sinan paused and struggled to gather the strength to say the next sentence. "In … the valley … where the plane crashed …"

Zhou Rong: "?!"

"That's great!

I told you I didn't hear wrong. "

Ning Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief, "You heard him. He said the antibody sample fell into the valley where the plane crashed, right?"

Zhou Rong: "…"

Sinan gently pulled Zhou Rong's index finger. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then, he closed his eyes and relaxed, falling asleep.

Before Zhou Rong could roar, the well-trained medical staff swarmed over and squeezed him out of the operating table.

Ning Yu stood at the door of the emergency room with his arms crossed. He looked up and down at Zhou Rong's pale face. "What's going on, Colonel Zhou?

What the hell? "

"… You're not here to ask me to listen to your last words?!"

"What last words?"

Ning Yu was puzzled. "It's just a concussion. Sinan recovered his memory and wanted to tell you. What are you thinking?"

Zhou Rong was still in shock. His legs were weak, and a burst of grief and anger for being fooled rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahaha —" Ning Yu finally understood what had happened. He looked up to the sky and laughed three times. Then, he said with a straight face, "Watch less Korean dramas, Colonel. Do you think this is a drama?"

Three days later, the results of the neurologist's examination were finally confirmed.

Sinan was infected with a large dose of the zombie virus after the plane crash. Then, he fell down the hill. His high fever and head trauma caused him to have temporary amnesia.

After encountering the 118 Sixth Squadron, his memory emerged piece by piece like a jigsaw puzzle. The last and most critical piece finally emerged from the depths of his mind after he was hit hard on the back of his head by the female Alpha from Country A.

The higher-ups quickly found Lieutenant Colonel Tang Hao. Combined with the action route of the 9th Search and Rescue Brigade, they basically determined the place where Sinan was found — a mountain village in the border area between H Province and T City.

If Sinan did not have a high fever and passed out, or if the soldiers heard what he said before he fainted, and if Tang Hao made a prompt decision to search the mountain area, they might have been able to find the antibodies at the beginning of the disaster. The development of countless tragedies would have been different because of this.

Now, it was too late, but fortunately, the result was not irreversible.

At noon, the cafeteria was bustling. Sinan squeezed out of the crowd with a sharp lunch box and sat at an empty square table in the corner. He stared at the sweet and sour pork ribs in his bowl with dissatisfaction.

Three pieces.

The discipline of the army was strict. Three pieces of meat per person, no more than that.

However, there were benefits to being an Omega. Although the waiter looked serious, he magically scooped out three particularly large pieces of pork ribs, which slightly reduced the bitterness and resentment of Sinan. "I worked so hard to deliver the vaccine to you, but you didn't even give me enough pork ribs to eat."

"Cough!"

Sinan looked up and saw Lieutenant Colonel Tang Hao standing opposite him with a bowl in his hand. He pointed to the empty seat symbolically and asked, "Is anyone here?"