Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 204 Falling apart
After wandering around for a long time, the little glucose in their stomachs was quickly used up. The three of them were exhausted and hungry. Just as they were about to find a place to rest for a while, the lights above them flickered, and then all the light sources went out at once, leaving only the faint green light of the emergency lights, which barely illuminated the dark corridor.

The three were still in a daze when a scream suddenly came from the end of the corridor, followed by chaotic roars.

That wasn't just one person's roar, but the desperate shouting of many people.

The group looked at each other, feeling extremely uneasy, unsure of what had happened.

Could it be that the enemy has invaded?
"Never mind all that, let's hide first!" Ou Yang immediately made his choice, pulling Zhu and Jiang into an empty room nearby.

Jiang Yuwei nervously looked out the window, only to find that the entire base was pitch black.

It turned out that it wasn't just Warehouse 4 that lost power, but the entire base. I instantly felt better.

Ou Yang frowned. He had initially thought that the enemy had broken in, but now it seemed that the power outage had nothing to do with the guards.

He suddenly felt like his brain wasn't working properly.

End of corridor.

There is a large room where more than a hundred immune individuals are gathered, though they are vaguely divided into several small groups.

Although no one was willing to concede to the other, the various groups maintained peace very rationally in the face of their past grievances.

The moment the power went out, everyone was stunned.

If it were just that, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, a small group called the Revenge Society immediately realized that this was an opportunity and quickly and covertly sent out the signal to take action.

A moment later, they suddenly sprang into action, lunging at Old Mi, who had a gun, to seize his weapon.

Screams and shouts mingled together, creating a chaotic scene.

The other Americans were taken aback, wondering what kind of madness would ensue in the revenge plot.

Old Mi, who was armed, naturally did not give up his weapon. Several of them opened fire without hesitation, knocking down the Revenge Society members who were involved in the robbery one by one.

In a short time, more than a dozen people had been killed.

The remaining members of the Revenge Society, realizing that the situation was hopeless, scattered in all directions.

But Old Mi had no intention of letting the tiger return to the mountain. Without hesitation, he launched a counterattack from behind and wiped out the remaining members of the Revenge Society.

The lights came back on, but not as brightly as before; the emergency power supply must have activated automatically.

The group was dismayed to discover that not only members of the Revenge Society had fallen, but also several innocent Americans had been shot down in the conflict.

Shortly afterward, Ou Yang and the others returned and were stunned by the sight of the corpses scattered all over the ground.

The various groups were only superficially harmonious, but secretly harbored their own agendas. Now that the conflict has intensified, it's a miracle that a fight hasn't broken out.

Ouyang immediately realized that he couldn't stay in this place. There was no other reason than that these old Americans were too unreliable.

He whispered a few words with Zhu and Jiang, and after reaching a consensus, he found a window and was about to leave when a burst of gunfire came from outside.

The three people looked at each other, extremely puzzled: What's going on now?
Before the power outage, this was the negative pressure ward in Ward 3.

A beautiful, well-dressed, middle-aged woman strode in, kicked open the doctor's office door, and seeing it empty, flew into a rage, yelling like a shrew: "Doctor! Where's the doctor? Nurse! Where the nurse is?!"

The bodyguards following behind her were all expressionless, desperately controlling their facial muscles, afraid that they might accidentally reveal an expression they shouldn't have.

Being a bodyguard is just a job. There's no need to empathize with the employer, but you shouldn't gloat either, at least not outwardly.

The beautiful woman turned abruptly and roared in a shrill voice, "Go, find the doctor for me right now—"

The bodyguards obeyed and left, all letting out a sigh of relief once they were out of the beautiful woman's sight.

It's no wonder the beautiful woman was furious. Her precious son was infected with pneumococcus and was scheduled to have surgery tonight, but two hours had already passed the scheduled surgery time and no medical staff had come out.

How could the beautiful woman remain calm after spending a fortune to treat her precious son?

The bodyguards were very efficient and found a doctor in no time.

But the doctor refused to go to the negative pressure ward, and didn't want to face a mother who was about to lose her mind.

Too many unexpected things happened tonight. At first, the medical staff were able to stick to their posts, but after Ward D was overrun, the doctors couldn't get the heart and lungs needed for the transplant, and the planned surgery had to be stopped.

The patient was mostly conscious throughout the day and didn't raise any objections, but the patient's family was a different story. They made all sorts of demands, which made the medical staff unable to concentrate on their work.

The patients who should be cared for are left unattended, and those who should be taking their medication are not receiving it. The VIP's anger continues to build, and the beautiful woman's outburst is just the tip of the iceberg.

The bodyguard didn't care about anything else and immediately brought the doctor to the beautiful woman.

Bodyguards, of course, obey their employers.

More accurately, they listen to money.

But making money isn't shameful.

The beautiful woman launched into a tirade of accusations, and although the doctor was furious, he was forced to remain rational under the restraint of the bodyguards.

He tried his best to explain, "Madam, I am not a doctor in the negative pressure ward, much less your son's doctor, and I am unaware of your son's condition..."

"I don't want to hear your explanation. You, call the dean here right now!"

The doctor readily agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll go find it right away!"

He made up his mind that no matter what the beautiful woman said, he would agree first and then figure out who she was after he got away.
The beautiful woman was not so easily dismissed, and casually pointed to two bodyguards: "You two, go with him!"

The bodyguards nodded immediately and clamped the doctor down on both sides.

On the other side, several bodyguards found a nurse, and a group of VIPs immediately surrounded her, asking questions and criticizing her. The poor nurse almost broke down on the spot.

At that critical moment, the lights suddenly went out, plunging the surroundings into darkness.

It took several seconds for everyone's eyes to adjust to the dim light.

Everyone was stunned: Why is there a power outage?
The doctor suddenly remembered something and struggled desperately to break free from the bodyguard's grip: "Let me go, let me go!"

His voice was soft but anxious.

The bodyguard remained unmoved, but the doctor suddenly became anxious, his eyes darting around as he changed his tune: "Come with me!"

The bodyguard loosened his grip, and the doctor immediately darted away like a rabbit shot with an arrow.

The nurse on the other side changed her expression drastically. She tried to leave but was surrounded by many distinguished guests and couldn't get away at all.

In the darkness, a hospital room door opened silently, and the spores inside began to spread quietly.

Little did the people outside the ward know that the power outage had an unimaginable impact on the negative pressure ward. First, the motors stopped running, the pressure inside and outside the ward returned to balance, and the conditions that restricted the spread of spores no longer existed.

The air pressure is a minor issue; the key problem is that the clients here are all extremely wealthy and powerful. To cater to their tastes, the black market operators have made the wards incredibly luxurious, even using electromagnetic locks on the doors. These things can firmly hold the doors when there's electricity, but they're useless decorations when the power goes out!

The patient's family trusted the hospital's propaganda too much and didn't take any precautions at all!

The group was quickly enveloped by the spreading spores and parasitized by them without warning.

Fortunately, one of the necessary conditions for transplantation is that the condition cannot be too severe. Patients who have the opportunity to be admitted to negative pressure wards are all early-stage infected individuals. Most of them are only affected by hallucinations and are not very aggressive.

Soon someone noticed that the ward door was open and immediately let out a scream.

The commotion startled everyone else, and all their composure vanished. Dozens of people ran away or fled, causing chaos and commotion.

At a time like this, most people would run as fast as possible, but there is a small group of people who, even when things are at their most urgent, still want to gather bodyguards around them and only feel safe when surrounded by bodyguards in the center.

Just like bodyguards can block spores.

Suddenly, a young infected person jumped out of a ward and lunged at the crowd.

Clearly, he is one of the very few highly aggressive early-stage infected individuals!
Upon seeing a dark figure lunge at him, the bodyguard instinctively drew his gun and fired, ripping open the young infected man's skull with a single shot, spraying blood and brain matter everywhere.

Before the gunshots had even faded, a beautiful woman's scream suddenly rang out from nearby: "Kill him! Kill him for me—"

The one who just died was her beloved son.

The beautiful woman originally had four bodyguards with her. Two of them ran off with the doctor, while the remaining two exchanged a glance and made no move.

One issue is the large number of people on the other side; more importantly, firing in such a confined space could easily injure others.

The beautiful woman didn't care about anything else; all she knew was that her precious son was gone. Losing her mind, she suddenly grabbed the bodyguard's gun and opened fire on him without a second thought.

The bodyguard secretly cursed and quickly dodged away.

The enemy had already noticed the beautiful woman. When they saw her grab the gun and fire, they immediately returned fire, shooting the woman to death.

In the chaos, stray bullets struck unknown targets, and several screams echoed from the darkness, followed by more gunfire. Bullets flew everywhere, and the already chaotic ward was completely transformed into a battlefield of indiscriminate shooting.

No one knew where the enemy was; all they knew was that someone was firing in the dark, and bullets could fall on them at any moment.

Alright then, as a proper American, I will immediately retaliate. Once all those who fired the shots are dead, the survivors will be the ultimate victors!
Typical American way of thinking.

In another direction, two guards are maintaining order in the negative pressure ward.

The moment the power went out, the two men immediately realized something was wrong and quickly retreated to the side, back to back, drawing their guns and standing guard.

Unfortunately for them, an infected person suddenly rushed out of the ward, and the two of them decisively opened fire and killed the infected person.

Witnessing this, the infected man's family member flew into a rage. Instead of ordering his bodyguards to fire, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and wounded one of the guards.

The other guard dared not delay and immediately returned fire, killing not only the opponent but also injuring a bodyguard.

The employer's death created a blood feud, and all the bodyguards opened fire at once, riddling the two guards with bullets.

This scene was witnessed by several guards who rushed over. Seeing the bodyguards attacking their own men, the guards immediately joined the fight.

What started as a conflict between a group of people and the guards turned into an accident because the space was so small and the stray bullets also affected innocent bystanders.

Murphy's Law has been confirmed.

The conflict escalated from both sides, with more and more guards and bodyguards joining the battle. Before long, they were in a bloodthirsty frenzy, opening fire on any suspected target that appeared in their sight without hesitation.

The guards were all a group, but the bodyguards each had their own employers. In addition, infected people would occasionally appear and cause trouble, turning the entire negative pressure ward into a complete mess.

Many people were hit by bullets that came from nowhere without even knowing what was happening, and quite a few died on the spot.

The scale of the shootout grew larger and larger, the gunfire became more and more frequent, and the area gradually expanded outward from the negative pressure ward.

In Warehouse 4, a group of people peeked out from under the window, all puzzled and wondering what had happened in Warehouse 3.

Top floor of Warehouse No. 2.

The doctor's expression could no longer be described as gloomy.

The moment the power went out, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and the situation indeed unfolded much as he had predicted.

The doctor wanted to leave immediately, but the intense conflict quickly spread from Warehouse C to Warehouse B, and leaving at this point would be too dangerous.

He hid in his office, constantly regretting why he hesitated before the power went out. If he had been more decisive then, he would be at least tens of kilometers away now and would be safe.

At this moment, the doctor was certain that no matter how many reinforcements the group sent, it would be impossible to turn the tide. He gritted his teeth and made a firm decision, immediately summoning the nearby guards, gathering them together, and heading out together.

If it weren't for the power supply problem, the doctor could have easily contacted the control room and solved the problem by either sealing the cabin door or releasing anesthetic gas.

However, power supply has not been restored, and the backup power is insufficient, only enough to provide the most basic lighting; anything else is out of the question.

The doctor had to lead the team himself, fighting his way through layer by layer from top to bottom, gathering up the scattered guards along the way.

Thanks to his efforts, the team grew like a snowball, eventually pushing all the way out of Warehouse B.

Brick was already in the cockpit, having completed all the preparations for takeoff.

The doctor rushed toward the plane like a star surrounded by the moon. Although he was a little disheveled, this minor flaw was nothing compared to the joy of leaving.

In bay number 4, Ou Yang suddenly heard the gunshots outside become much clearer. Curious, he peeked out and saw a group of guards rushing out of bay number 2 and running wildly toward the helipad.

A helicopter with its cabin door wide open starts its engine, and the propellers slowly turn; anyone who boards the aircraft can take off.

Zhu Yiming also peeked out and asked, "Hey, who's that?"

Ouyang picked up his rifle: "I don't know!"

He didn't recognize the doctor, but the fact that the doctor was surrounded by a group of guards told him that this person was no ordinary individual.

Thinking about what had happened over the past day and two nights, Ou Yang was furious and couldn't think of any reason to let the other party off the hook.

Just consider it as earning some interest for yourself!

Ouyang turned the knob on the side of the sight to increase the field of view to a lower magnification, and aligned the crosshairs with the side of the doctor's head.

The doctor lowered his body, about to board the helicopter.

Ouyang held his breath and pressed his index finger on the trigger.

Just as he was about to fire, several snowdrifts near the helicopter were lifted up at once, and a group of dark figures suddenly rushed out from the swirling snow.

(End of this chapter)