Chapter 1909 Tragic Death

Rachel and Angie have to continue to suffer, but what Tony Parker called a "more powerful virus" has begun to spread.

The extensive and effective propaganda campaign of the Aurora Legion has left the Enclave in a quagmire. Seeing that the morale of its own side is gradually fading, 'David Lawrence' has no good means. All he can do is to tear his face apart and use biological and chemical weapons on a large scale.

Such an outcome would be catastrophic for the human beings living on Earth....

Louisiana, Oakdale. The front line of the Aurora Legion.

Nova stands at the edge of a contaminated field in full hazmat suit. She is leading a group of emergency-trained chemical defense soldiers to conduct harmless treatment on the ground.

A short-range missile was shot down by the frontline "Patriot 3" air defense system when it was attacking the city, but after the missile fell to the ground, it still threw the biological and chemical warhead it carried to the outskirts of the city. Aerosol-like virulent viruses can be transmitted through the air, and it is extremely difficult to decontaminate them.

A motorized biochemical vehicle was testing the polluted land, and the test report was transmitted to Nova's ears by radio after a while, "4A-level virus belongs to a variant subtype that we have not yet grasped. Conventional cleaning methods It's very difficult to remove it."

"Collect samples and report to the legion headquarters." Nova was also helpless about the reports of her subordinates. There was only so much she could do now. Not long ago, when Victor Hugo asked her to provide the mutated virus, she did not expect that her teacher would actually play this trick of "fighting poison with poison".

Zhou Qingfeng is shameless, but he won't be shameless in the open, so at least he tries to cover it up. But the 'David Lawrence' who created all these disasters now doesn't care about the morale of the people at all, and is frantically conducting a full-scale biological and chemical warfare.

"Chief Nova." An officer wearing a chemical protective suit came over and said in a deep voice: "We just investigated several nearby villages and towns. At least a thousand people have been infected, and nearly a hundred people have died of the disease. The enemy's new The virus spreads rapidly, with a short incubation period and an extremely rapid onset."

The chemical defense officers also took photos of some of the infected and the dead. The living were dying and waiting to die, and the dead had experienced painful torture before dying. Plague damage is taking people's lives, and often all the Legion can do is set fire to everything.

"Many people committed suicide because of fear." The chemical defense officer said sadly: "People who commit suicide don't want to be tortured by illness, don't want to be transformed by viruses, and don't want to be forced to be neither human nor ghost. This kind of panic is getting worse and worse. .”

For these descriptions, Nova is speechless...

The conditions required for a severe infectious disease to spread on a large scale are actually very harsh. The source of infection, the route of infection, and the susceptible population are all indispensable. The legion had already made all preparations to deal with the outbreak of the plague when it was framed, and now it is nothing more than strictly implementing safety measures.

Disorderly movement of people is prohibited, and those who are infected must either be treated intensively or die on the spot. As long as they are cruel enough to keep calm, the death toll of the legion is basically within a tolerable range - more than 10,000 people die every day, which sounds like a lot, but it is enough for the legion to die for several years.

For ordinary people, the virulent virus of the Enclave is terrifying and incomprehensible. For Nova, she actually knew that the easiest way to deal with it was to increase the resistance of susceptible people. And the Aurora Legion just has a good medicine in this regard.

NTZ-50 is exclusive to Victor Hugo, and NTZ-49 is produced in small quantities and is restricted for use. However, other low-level strengthening drugs of the NTZ project have begun to be used in large quantities in the Legion-the priority is to ensure the army. As for the others... Nova even suspected that Victor Hugo decided to die instead of saving them.

"The legion can still bear it, but the original Brotherhood of Steel in the north can't bear it anymore." After finishing the record, Nova was already lamenting in her heart that there was no winner in this biochemical battle. This time, if more than 10 million people died in North America, it would be counted. Absolutely mourned and decimated.

Nova knew how powerful Victor Hugo held in his hands. as long as he wants,

He can totally save North America. "It's a pity that he doesn't want to. He doesn't want too many disobedient people under his rule. He needs to let everyone understand his greatness, so someone has to die."

While lamenting, Nova suddenly heard a rumbling whistling sound in the air. A gray-white trail appeared in the sky at a height of about 100 meters.

It was an AGM-129 long-range cruise missile flying across the sky. The trajectory of the missile turned a corner in mid-air, which was a route planning to avoid the air defense system.

Nova and the others just watched the missile fly by at a low altitude a few kilometers away, heading south. This kind of missile is very special. Its polygonal shape has good stealth ability, and it is difficult for radar to detect it. And its maximum range reaches 3,000 kilometers, making it difficult to be defended.

The Enclave currently uses these missiles to project biochemical warheads onto the Legion. Judging from the course of this missile, it is likely to target Mexico City, which is the most densely populated place of the Legion.

"Damn it." Nova cursed at the flying missile.

The Aurora Legion can only defend key points at present, and there are a lot of loopholes in the ground and in the air that can be exploited. It was too easy for the Enclave to launch an air strike.

In order to deal with such long-range missiles, the Legion continued to send stealth bombers such as B-21 into the Enclave area to hunt down the opponent's missile launch vehicles or airports. At the same time, stealth fighters such as F-22B are hunting, and air battles always break out inadvertently.

In short, the current war has entered the most tragic stage of consumption. The casualties of civilians are greater than those of the army. It depends on who can't hold on first. From the current point of view, the good organization of the Legion reflects its superiority, and its replenishment and affordability far exceed that of the Enclave.

"But when will this war end?" Even though Nova firmly believed that her side would eventually win, she felt uncomfortable, "Do we really have to wait until we are all dead? When can we find a way to restrain our opponents?" ?”

No one could answer Nova's question.

"Chief Nova, we found a living sample. You will definitely like it." The chemical defense officer came to report again. Several soldiers in T-45D power armor bring samples they hunted at the front.

The so-called samples are actually people who survived after being infected by the virus. That's how mutants and zombies came from. The specimen Nova saw had disorganized steps and a hideous face. It was covered in pustules and blisters, and its skin was cracked. Ordinary people are already dead, but it is still alive.

"I'm Simon, and I'm the captain of the SWAT team in San Antonio. I have gone through countless hardships and came back through no-man's land. I know you have the vaccine, please save me, please save me. I will never defect again. Not going to the Enclave either."

The mutated sample can still speak, and the consciousness is even very clear, which has never been seen in the past. Nova observed carefully from a distance of a few meters, and after a quick move, several chemical defense soldiers with capture devices came over.

"Freeze this sample, maybe we can find a way to break the Enclave's new virus," Nova said. As a biochemist, most of the time scientific research is a matter of luck like looking for a needle in a haystack—for example, Fleming, who invented penicillin, was lucky.

The chemical defense soldiers who came up first fired the restraint belt at the sample named 'Simon', and several high-strength nylon ropes quickly tied up the target.

'Simon' thumped to the ground and wailed mournfully: "Don't do this, don't abandon me, please don't abandon me. I'm the only one who survived the entire team, and there are already too many dead. Please help me, I will never run again, I swear to God my allegiance to the Legion."

It is amazing to have such a clear sample of the brain, but no matter how much 'Simon' pleads, no one at the scene has any compassion. Soon an ice coffin was lifted from the biochemical vehicle, and the sample 'Simon' was forcibly loaded into it.

After finishing the record again, Nova shouted loudly on the radio: "Okay, today's work is finally rewarding. I firmly believe that victory belongs to us, and victory belongs to the Legion!"

The acquisition of a high-quality sample is indeed exciting, and Nova's team immediately echoed on the radio-victory belongs to the Legion!

Victory belongs to the legion, but death... belongs to the civilians.