This is a remote fortress with a high wall built against the mountain, densely covered with all kinds of light and heavy weapons. Hundreds of thousands of people are all huddled in this fortress of less than 3 million square meters. Outside the fortress, weeds grow knee-high due to the inaccessibility of people; it's not that people don't want to leave this aggrieved city wall, but that the outside world is no longer the land of humans. They are the world of zombies!

On a quiet morning, just as the soldiers were doing their daily inspection work, the slowly rising sun shone on a lonely figure, who was slowly walking towards the fortress.

"Kaka~"

There was a harsh metal sound of mechanical friction, and the gate of the fortress was opened. A group of heavily armed soldiers walked out in a single file with Type 95 automatic rifles in their hands.

One of the leaders yelled at the lone survivor, "Hold your hands behind your head, to enter the fortress, we must pass a routine inspection on you."

The survivor was wearing a tattered cloak and his head was covered by a tight bucket hat, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

However, according to the officer's words, he slowly raised his hand and put it behind his head.

"Go over and check him for any weapons." The leading officer ordered to a soldier next to him.

The soldier responded, and handed the weapon in his hand to his teammates; then, he groped the survivor's whole body.

"Report to the captain! A dagger and a "white steel" were found on his body"

Baigang is the title of a gun expert. This gun is actually the most powerful former American Smith & Wesson M500 revolver. Its killing power can be described as scary, and it is not too much to call it a "hand cannon". The gun is not used for military purposes, but for hunting large game, killing an African elephant with one shot is no problem.

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This kind of gun is a very precious collectible even in the past, not to mention today's biochemical doomsday. This was evident from the shining eyes of the leading officer.

However, there was a clear rule in the fortress that survivors who came from afar were not allowed to be stabbed;

"Okay, boy, get ready for the test!" Just as the officer finished speaking, two doctors in white coats stepped forward and motioned him to stretch out his right hand.

"Survivors" know that this is the so-called "drop blood test" in each fortress to check whether someone has entered the crowd with the T virus.

"Quickly! Put your hand out and test it."

The officer-like man saw that the survivor hesitated slightly, and roared loudly.

At the same time, the black muzzles of more than a dozen Type 95 automatic rifles were all pointed at the man's head. If he dared to make a slight movement, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest by random guns.

Autumn was originally not a cold season, but the atmosphere at the scene seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

"Huh~"

A gust of autumn wind blew off the hat bucket of the survivor, revealing a very handsome face.

This person is around 27 to 8 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a handsome face that is as sharp as a chisel. Most conspicuously, his long silver hair shone dazzlingly under the rising sun.

"All right!"

The survivor held back his mouth slightly, then stretched out his white right hand.

To be honest, if it weren't for his black eyes and yellow skin, everyone at the scene would have suspected that he was a foreigner. But why is his face so pale? It's like a patient suffering from a serious illness.

The two doctors in white coats were originally worried that this man would be stubborn and would be brushed off by the soldiers. However, this result is the best.

Under the protection of the soldiers, the two of them came to the survivors, took out a syringe from the medicine box they carried with them, and then nodded to the survivors; seeing that the other party only smiled slightly, they stuck the syringe into his in blood vessels.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, it is good to let them kill zombies, but it is really difficult to let them kill their own compatriots.

"Oh! God!"

One of the white coats suddenly yelled loudly, making the originally slack scene heated up again.