50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 557 Escape from Java

When calculating the severity of a virus, the mortality rate is actually a misnomer; it refers to the mortality rate under conditions where modern medical care is completely unavailable.

However, in modern society, no matter which country you are in, it is impossible to have no medical facilities at all. At the very least, big cities must have basic medical facilities.

For example, basic life support systems and adequate antibiotic treatment.

Speaking of which, antibiotics are a great discovery. They have fundamentally reduced the risk of illness and death in humans and have some effect on almost all viruses, more or less.

After its emergence, various countries developed corresponding methods to suppress and treat some viruses that had appeared and spread in earlier years.

This has significantly and effectively improved the situation in the past, where people could only wait to die once they were infected.

Therefore, to make weapons more effective and targeted, the weapons need to be new, and specific environments, habits, and coordination are also required.

Specific habits are easy to explain; he happened to know that most people on the island had the habit of eating with their hands.

As for whether it's new or not, that depends on when the weapon appeared. As far as he knows, Ebola and AIDS are the only two that have been discovered in recent years.

Currently, both of these diseases have only a small number of cases, are only spreading in limited areas, and have not received much attention from major countries.

That's good enough; even if they suddenly erupt on a large scale, it won't raise any suspicion.

However, considering the long incubation period of AIDS and its limited modes of transmission, he ultimately rejected it.

Finding the original Ebola samples is a troublesome matter, as the original Ebola samples are currently only available in Africa.

This thing has five subtypes: Zaire, Sudan, Bundibugyo, Ivory Coast, and Reston, with the Zaire subtype being the most deadly.

It seems he has no choice but to leave; Zaire is one of the least developed regions in the world. He doesn't even know where he can find a flight to get there.

Anyway, there are definitely no flights to Southeast Asia.

He vaguely remembered that Zaire used to be a royal territory of Belgium and that French was the first language, so there should be flights from France or Belgium to there.

Therefore, Sun Zhiwei tentatively decided on Surabaya as his destination, since it is the second largest city in Java and has not yet become chaotic, and there should be flights to Europe available there.

The land distance from Jakarta to Surabaya is about 800 kilometers, and it is even farther by sea.

He didn't want to spend another night at sea in the cold wind, like last time.

So, he drove the speedboat out of the harbor and arrived at a nearby deserted island, where he took out an Apache helicopter from his spatial storage and parked it on the beach.

After a simple test to confirm that there were no obvious problems, Sun Zhiwei put away the speedboat, put on his flight suit, and boarded the helicopter.

The Apache has a top speed of 365 kilometers per hour and can reach Surabaya in just over two hours, which is the speed he wants.

The Apache took off quickly, and as it gradually accelerated, its landing gear retracted into the fuselage, further increasing its flight speed.

Under the night sky, the black-painted Apache helicopter streaked across the low sky like a bolt of lightning, passing through the coast and forests, dodging the radar air defense network in Java, and quickly crossing the central part of Java Island.

Sun Zhiwei deliberately avoided the city, and was only occasionally caught glimpses by the natives in the forest, but this did not attract any attention.

Two hours later, the Apache landed in a clearing in the forest near Surabaya.

Sun Zhiwei changed out of his flight suit, put on a gray suit, and then stored the helicopter back into its storage compartment.

Then he drove an off-road vehicle stored in the cargo hold to Juanda International Airport in Surabaya. At the airport entrance, he saw fully armed soldiers on duty, indicating that the tense situation in Jakarta was still having a significant impact there.

Because he only had a simple bag with him, he quickly passed through security and entered the terminal.

After checking the recent flight schedule, he was fortunate to find that there was a flight to Paris at 5 a.m. the next morning.

With the flight approaching, he didn't stay at a hotel anymore. Instead, he bought a ticket and waited for his flight to take off directly in the departure hall.

There were many passengers waiting for their flights at the airport, most of them with their families, and almost everyone was carrying a lot of luggage, which was obviously not like going on vacation.

Soon, Sun Zhiwei learned from their conversation that things had also been unsettled in the city of Surabaya recently.

Prabovo Subiyando's forces have deployed soldiers to guard key areas of the city, which is how the soldiers at the airport gate were stationed.

It was past 4 a.m. when the announcement came over the loudspeaker that boarding for the flight to Paris was about to begin.

As time went on, the planes entered taxiing, and it was soon their turn to take off.

Just then, he noticed several trucks rushing in through the fence exit at the edge of the airport tarmac, with heavily armed soldiers standing on them.

Almost simultaneously, gunshots rang out in the airport terminal. The captain, who was communicating with the control tower, also heard the navigators' cries of alarm over the radio.

Soon a male voice came from the radio, ordering all flights to stop taking off and await further instructions.

The captain was stunned when he heard the order. Just as he was about to shut down the aircraft engine, Sun Zhiwei rushed into the cockpit.

He grabbed the captain, who was about to shut down the plane, and yelled at him, "Get out of here! Are you going to stay and wait to die?"

The captain was startled awake by his shout. Yes, a battle was about to break out here, and staying would be even more dangerous. They had to take off immediately.

The captain immediately opened the internal communication channel and announced: "Attention all crew members and passengers, this flight is about to take off. Please fasten your seat belts."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the control stick and immediately began to accelerate the plane.

Less than a minute after they accelerated, the trucks that rushed onto the tarmac blocked the runway for subsequent aircraft.

The flight that Sun Zhiwei was on became the last plane to take off before Juanda Airport closed.

Many of the passengers on the plane clearly saw that a large number of heavily armed soldiers blocked the plane behind them.

But they were lucky enough to take to the sky, and everyone in the cabin cheered with joy.

Only Sun Zhiwei, who kept the space open, knew that the danger was not over yet.

They are climbing now, but on a military vehicle above the runway, a soldier is holding up a missile launcher.

Damn it, this is trying to kill Sun Zhiwei! He immediately used spatial cutting to cut off the fuse of the ammunition in the launcher, and then pulled off the safety pin of the grenade on the soldier's waist.

Seconds later, an explosion occurred on the military vehicle on the ground, and the entire vehicle burst into flames.

As the plane flew higher and higher, gradually moving out of the range of the single-person missile, Sun Zhiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)