Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 239 Attack
boom--

With a muffled thud, billowing smoke and dust rose into the sky, creating a small mushroom cloud on the edge of the city.

In the suburbs, Ouyang suddenly felt a slight tremor under his feet, and a terrifying thought immediately flashed through his mind: an earthquake!
But he quickly realized that wasn't the case, and looking up at the city, he immediately saw the mushroom cloud.

What happened?
Ouyang immediately grabbed his binoculars and was shocked to see that the factory where the local residents were hiding had been razed to the ground by the explosion.

Several armored vehicles are slowly driving away from the scene.

Jiang Yuwei poked her head out of the RV: "What happened?"

Ouyang put down his binoculars: "It seems the military blew up Jason Biochemical's factory."

Jiang Yuwei was completely bewildered: "Are they crazy?"

Ou Yang shook his head, equally puzzled.

The two quickly learned the cause and effect of the matter, but instead of going into the city to gather information, they heard some fragmented information on the radio in the armored vehicle and eventually pieced together a relatively complete process—Old Mi, who was stranded in the city, had too many walkie-talkies, and switching stations was a common occurrence.

Many Americans are warning others on the radio not to provoke the military at this time.

Emergency Order No. 7 has also spread widely among Americans.

Whether it was Ou Yang, Jiang Yuwei, or Zhu Yiming, they were all stunned by this news.

Although the military's role has been less than honorable since the brown bear market, this is the first time the military has executed dozens of Americans in one go.

However, Ouyang and others were unaware that the execution in Kamed was not an isolated incident, but had been repeatedly occurring throughout the United States recently.

It's quite bizarre that, despite being a deadly pathogen that everyone tries to avoid, there are quite a few institutions researching it.

Only a very small number of these have actually received official permission. After all, there are only a handful of high-end laboratories in the entire country, and even research institutions in epidemic areas must meet the most basic research conditions.

There are far more institutions that secretly study Pneumocystis jirovecii than those that are publicly known!
In just over six months, there have been hundreds of cases of obtaining and cultivating bacterial strains from various channels. However, cases like Old Jason's, where only spores were extracted for phagocytic fungi without any leakage, are extremely rare.

Many people simply lack the ability to research this stuff, and they don't have the necessary research equipment and environment, yet they dare to defy public opinion and secretly cultivate phantom lung bacteria.

This has resulted in dozens of leaks.

Fortunately, most of the leaks occurred in sparsely populated areas and did not cause serious consequences. However, some leaks occurred in cities or densely populated areas, causing widespread transmission and infection.

Although law enforcement agencies have investigated and dealt with a number of cases involving bacteria, the trend of secretly studying phantom lung bacteria has not only not been curbed, but has intensified.

Many Americans believe they can find a way to cure pneumococcus and become heroes who end the plague.

But in Miguel's eyes, these inexplicable guys were just causing trouble!
There are also some people who simply want to stir up trouble, and even deliberately spread spores in non-epidemic areas to achieve their goals.

No one knows how many epidemic areas developed naturally and how many were created by humans.

Initially, the Miyazaki Palace conducted a secret investigation, as it involved phantom lung bacteria, and if handled poorly, it could cause widespread unrest.

However, the result of keeping the matter too tightly under wraps was that the news never spread, failing to achieve the desired deterrent effect.

Use heavy codes in troubled times.

Yonex Palace finally reached its breaking point and resorted to such a tough measure.

The natural spread of Pneumococcus is already a major headache, but some people are also engaging in underhanded tactics to accelerate the spread of the epidemic.

If the spread of Pneumocystis pneumonia is not controlled, the United States may cease to exist!

After confirming the reliability of the message, Ou Yang wanted to make a phone call to explain the situation and tell Luo Hui that he was unable to obtain the sample. However, after unlocking the phone, he found that there was no signal at all.

Ask Jiang Yuwei and Zhu Yiming, and the answer is the same.

Ou Yang guessed that the conflict in the city must have damaged the base station, causing the communication interruption.

There's nothing we can do about it; we can only wait until conditions allow before contacting Luo Hui again.

After thinking for a moment, Ou Yang suddenly asked Jiang Yuwei, "How is Lao Zhu doing? If we leave now, will it have any negative impact on him?"

"Leave?" Jiang Yuwei was extremely surprised. "Now?"

“Hmm!” Ouyang nodded. “Kamed has gathered so many old Americans, which is not a good thing. I think something bad is bound to happen sooner or later. We’d better leave as soon as possible!”

The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

Kamald may appear calm now, but that's the result of the military's forceful crackdown. Beneath the surface, there's a turbulent undercurrent, making it no different from a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

Jiang Yuwei shook her head: "Old Zhu's condition is still unstable. It's best for him to rest in bed."

"I see!" Ou Yang pondered deeply. "Then let's wait a little longer!"

He felt that the city would be stable for a few days, and Zhu Yiming's situation would stabilize by then. It wouldn't be too late to discuss leaving at that time.

However, Oyan was wrong. Although the military blocked the roads, it could not stop the Americans from gathering in Kamed. Although the number of Americans heading north was not as large as at the beginning, it never stopped.

As a result, more and more elderly people are stranded in the city!

As we all know, a city can only accommodate a limited number of people. Kamed is a small city, and it has been ravaged by continuous conflicts, with its infrastructure severely damaged, making its capacity to accommodate even more limited.

Take water sources, for example. Clean drinking water is a necessity that everyone needs, but the water purification equipment in the city is simply not enough to support the consumption of so many people!
Take food, for example.

Take excretion, for example.

This topic, which is not suitable for formal occasions, is a trouble that everyone must face.

Housing and sanitation facilities were limited in the city. Apart from a few elderly people who occupied houses, everyone else had to relieve themselves on the spot, resulting in excrement everywhere in the entire city.

Although Ouyang did not enter the city again, the changes in Kamed made him sigh.

Not long ago, this place was a pristine paradise, but in just a few days, it has become a scene of devastation, with ruins everywhere, and corpses, garbage, and excrement scattered all over the ground.

The entire city has been turned into a huge garbage dump.

It's just that the weather hasn't warmed up yet; otherwise, the stench of decay and the bacteria alone would be enough to give the old rice enthusiasts gathered here a good drink.

However, the consequences of resource scarcity extend beyond environmental degradation. The conflicts that initially occurred in urban areas stemmed primarily from tensions between locals and newcomers, but with the military's forceful intervention, few locals remain, and numerous newcomers have taken over their homes.

In the struggle for limited resources, conflicts constantly erupt among outsiders, with acts of vendetta, assassination, robbery, and abuse repeatedly crossing the line.

Flea markets have reappeared, but the buyers and sellers are not the same people as before; instead, they are stranded outsiders.

In this new market, anything can become a commodity.

Houses near the flea market became highly sought-after, and for a little food or clean water, one could vent their frustrations on the prostitutes who sold themselves.

Some men and women even lined up outside the house.

Some couldn't wait and even performed adult content right in front of everyone.

The military continues to turn a blind eye to everything—the number of troops guarding the checkpoint has increased to a whole battalion, with more than fifty armored vehicles of various types, and another thirty or so military vehicles for other purposes.

They could easily block the entire highway, let alone guard a small intersection.

Just one day later, some of the Americans left the city and headed south along the highway, but they didn't intend to leave. Instead, they ransacked all the vehicles, determined not to miss any usable resources.

Ou Yang was surprised to discover that these people were actually backed by a gang. No matter what food or supplies they found, they had to hand over the lion's share to the gang that controlled this "business," and they could only keep a very small amount for themselves.

Ouyang suddenly realized that the military's indifference was probably because they no longer regarded these Americans as human beings.

Some of the Americans turned their attention back to Ouyang and his men, leaving behind several batches of corpses before finally giving up their plans to loot.

Soon, the first group of elderly Americans couldn't hold on any longer. They abandoned their plans to go north and headed south, leaving Kamald.

No one stopped it; on the contrary, everyone was happy to see it happen.

Everything that happened in Kamed was giving Ouyang a real headache. He knew he couldn't stay there any longer and had to leave as soon as possible.

Due to Zhu Yiming's injuries, Ou Yang only moved the camp to a more distant location, about four kilometers away from the city center and a little over one kilometer away from the highway.

This location is much more remote and therefore safer.

But Ouyang was still worried and wanted to lay a ring of landmines around the camp.

Although he didn't have a single landmine, he still managed to find a few broken wooden planks, drew skulls representing death on them, wrote warnings about landmines, and erected them on the only path leading to the temporary camp.

To achieve the best results, they even took out extra firearms and set up several "gun mines"!
Simply put, after securing the firearm, a tripwire is attached to the trigger. If someone pulls the tripwire, the firearm will fire.

A cough is a rather inadequate remedy, but it's better than nothing; at least it serves as a warning.

After setting up the traps, Ouyang looked at the simple traps and suddenly wanted to surround the camp with barbed wire and hang enough empty cans on the wire.

He himself was amused by the idea and shook his head as he returned to the armored vehicle.

As darkness falls, the chaotic day is coming to an end. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a new beginning.

Backfired.

Before it was completely dark, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from the direction of Kamed.

Ouyang sighed deeply, wondering what had happened now.
Even if you pretend not to hear, you're on the edge of a whirlpool. If you can't get firsthand information, you might be swallowed up by the whirlpool at any time.

Therefore, he had to muster his strength to launch the drone, trying to increase its altitude as much as possible, to observe Kamed's situation.

Jiang Yuwei and Zhu Yiming were also alarmed. The three of them gathered in front of the screen and were astonished to see a large number of Americans hiding near the sentry post, firing at the American troops guarding the post from all directions.

Moreover, they, along with more old Americans, continued to gather in the north of the city, showing a strong momentum to break through the blockade in one fell swoop.

Although the Americans had a large number of troops, they only had light weapons. Bullets hitting armored vehicles were like tickling them.

The situation is different with the military.

After being attacked, the American soldiers did not immediately retaliate, but instead stayed in their vehicles until they received orders to launch a counterattack.

Only the dozen or so armored vehicles at the very front fired; the rest remained motionless.

Even so, the military's firepower remained abundant, with more than a dozen machine guns firing simultaneously, half of which were 12.7mm large-caliber machine guns.

The wooden walls of the American-style buildings were no match for the penetration of large-caliber bullets. Wherever the bullets swept, there were dense bullet holes. The American hiding behind them was covered in blood and flesh, more gruesome than a slaughterhouse.

Even more serious is that the armored vehicle is equipped with a small-caliber rapid-fire cannon!
If you're lucky enough to hide behind a sturdy bunker, it won't be long before you're targeted by rapid-fire artillery. A barrage of shells will blow vehicles, sandbags, and even people to pieces.

Before long, the military had completely taken control of the situation and utterly defeated all the Americans who dared to participate in the attack.

However, the Americans were not entirely unprepared. Some brilliant strategist somehow managed to produce several small catapults, intending to launch incendiary bombs filled with gasoline at the armored vehicles on the outpost.

Unfortunately, modern warfare has proven that drones are a very important means of observation. The military's drones were always hovering in the air, and the US military discovered them as soon as they began to assemble.

The drone also observed the assembly of the catapults in the rear.

The armored vehicles on the outpost showed no intention of taking cover, but several of the armored vehicles that had been hiding in the rear and not participating in the battle suddenly started making thumping noises.

That's a mortar mounted on the roof firing!
Moments later, several cannonballs rained down from the sky, accurately hitting the unloaded catapult, not only smashing it to pieces but also detonating the incendiary bombs piled up nearby, sending flames soaring into the sky.

The distance was so close that the gunner didn't even need to calibrate; based on the data from the drone, a single salvo was enough to destroy the target.

Next, the artillery fire extended into the distance, targeting the areas with the largest populations. Several rounds of shelling routed the crowds that had surged toward the north of the city, and countless Americans fled the scene crying and screaming.

Nearby buildings were also destroyed by artillery fire, resulting in heavy losses.

The US military was determined to teach the restless Americans a lesson. Not only did the shelling continue, but a group of drones carrying miniature bombs also took off, bringing a spring-like warmth to the fleeing Americans.

In just over ten minutes, the US military not only crushed the offensive but also killed hundreds of American soldiers who attacked the outposts.

But this only accounts for the number of people who died near the outposts; the number of Americans who died from shelling and drone attacks far exceeded that.

Ouyang could hardly believe it was true. How dare they attack the US military? What's going on in these Americans' heads?
Shit?

(End of this chapter)