Facts have proved that Yin Yang really succeeded in giving Li Zhenbei and the others an extremely difficult multiple-choice question.
Yin Yang's powerful ability to control zombies now can easily protect a safe zone. This is obvious to everyone, so there is no doubt about it.
But if you want Yin and Yang to protect the safe zone, you have to pay a certain amount of survivors for Yin and Yang to eat it.
Once you compromise, this behavior is equivalent to making a deal with the devil.
The devil will give you temporary powerful abilities, but you have to pay the price of thirty years of life.
Just because of this issue, Li Zhenbei seems to have aged a few years more these days.
Reality gave Li Zhenbei no choice. In the absence of a hero, the situation forced people to make a deal with the devil.
For now, we can only pretend that nothing happened and find a way to let Yin and Yang stay to protect those survivors who may be abandoned if something goes wrong.
Only in this way can the Xiaosangshan safety zone get some breathing time. As long as the soldiers escort all the guys in the inner zone away, they can return to the safety zone. At that time, they can choose to fall out with Yin and Yang at any time.
Until then, Li Zhenbei could only turn a blind eye temporarily.
If possible, Li Zhenbei would not give up any survivor...
Li Zhenbei is not a person who is afraid of death, and neither are his soldiers. If there is really danger, they are willing to fight with their lives.
But once they choose that way, after they die, the survivors will fall into deeper despair.
Li Zhenbei sat weakly on the chair, with a rare trace of depression on his face.
With a long sigh, he slowly opened the desk drawer and took out a metal cigarette box with delicate corners but some rust.
This cigarette box is old and has commemorative significance. It was a trophy captured on the battlefield by Li Zhenbei's father when he participated in the war.
This is not an honor, but a kind of vigilance to oneself, always reminding oneself to remember the battle of blood and tears that is gradually being lost in the long river of history!
In the first year he joined the army, Li Zhenbei's old father, who had a broken arm, gave him this cigarette box.
Li Zhenbei originally thought that when he had a son, he would pass on this cigarette box to his son when he joined the army, but now it remains in his hands.
I opened the rusty metal cigarette case and found three crumpled cigarettes lying quietly inside. They were all cheap cigarettes with a strong taste that some veterans liked to smoke.
After two or three years of storage, the tobacco smell has almost dissipated. Fortunately, Li Zhenbei preserved it properly. He only occasionally looked at the cigarette box and never opened it, otherwise it would have been very likely to become moldy and deteriorate.
Fumbling for a box of matches, Li Zhenbei put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it.
After taking only the first puff, Li Zhenbei coughed violently and was uncomfortable.
Looking at the cigarette in his hand, Li Zhenbei shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, then took a sip in his mouth and slowly spit it out...
The worries and pressure in my heart are slowly exhaled along with the curls of smoke...
Dr. Lin in the laboratory used the research data and pharmaceutical samples brought back by Chen Fei to create the animalization agent and the so-called corpse-transformation agent.
Some disabled soldiers volunteered to become test subjects for the drug.
The result of the test was that only six of the thirty soldiers successfully became evolvers who had acquired the ability to transform into beasts.
Nine soldiers did not experience any physical reactions after being injected.
As for the other fifteen soldiers, they all died in a miserable way within one to three hours after being injected with the drug!
After the second injection, ten of the thirty soldiers successfully became evolvers of animal transformation abilities. Six of them had no physical reaction after the injection, and fourteen of them died.
After combining the data, we can probably come up with a fatality rate of 50%.
Basically, one out of every two soldiers will die due to adverse reactions to the injected drugs.
Of course, it would take several more injections to determine this probability, but the high fatality rate made Li Zhenbei feel a little heartbroken.
These soldiers were all disabled because of their heroic fighting. They are all heroes! Even if they showed their determination to accept death without regrets, Li Zhenbei had to consider it.
Another kind of zombie medicine, once injected, it will turn into a half-human, half-corpse monster. If it succeeds, it will be half-human and half-corpse. If it fails, it will completely turn into a zombie.
Chen Fei had said before that the decision-making power should be left to the soldiers themselves, but Li Zhenbei still had concerns.
In contrast, for a large number of hundreds of wounded soldiers, Dr. Lin Zhongweilin, while continuing to perfect the medicine, also created a batch of mechanical prostheses that initially incorporated biotechnology.
Soldiers with mechanical prostheses can achieve 70 to 80% of the flexibility of normal limbs, so that they will not affect the soldiers' combat.
In order to increase the combat capabilities of these soldiers, these prostheses have also been initially integrated with combat capabilities, such as increasing strength or carrying some weapons.
This actually raised the combat effectiveness of the disabled soldiers to another level.
Compared with the animal evolution potion and the corpse transformation potion, although the strength of mechanical prosthetics is not that terrifying, it is the most reliable.
However, due to the shortage of materials and scientific research talents in this field, the production of mechanical prostheses is very slow.
Theoretically, as long as the Xiaosangshan Safe Zone is given another period of opportunity, whether it is the improved injection of lycanthropic evolution agents or the manufacturing of mechanical prosthetics, it can be on the right track. The combat effectiveness of the soldiers will be greatly improved, which will directly affect the safe zone. defense power.
But now, what Li Zhenbei lacks most is time...
"Uncle Li! Call Uncle Li!"
A metal helmet placed next to the filing cabinet turned on its running light without warning, and then a young man's smiling voice came out.
Li Zhenbei came back from his daze, and the cigarette in his hand had burned to his fingertips.
The one that made the sound was the alloy helmet given by Chen Fei. Except for the time when he clashed with Evolution City, Li Zhenbei wore it, and he has never had the opportunity to wear it since then.
That time, Li Zhenbei also wore the combat uniform given by Chen Fei under the military uniform, thinking that it was a gift from his prospective son-in-law after all. As a result, the metal helmet and combat uniform really saved Li Zhenbei's life.
After a brief moment of shock, Li Zhenbei picked up the tactical helmet and put it on.
The helmet was fully activated, and then Li Zhenbei saw the portrait of a person appearing on the side of the goggles, which looked like a video call.
The moment he saw Chen Fei, the haze in Li Zhenbei's heart was swept away:
"It's your boy!
It seems that there are many functions of this helmet that I don’t know yet!
This thing is not simple! And if the clothes you sent can be mass-produced, the casualty rate of the soldiers will be reduced by ten or even dozens of times, and the combat effectiveness will be doubled! You kid is hiding something secret!
Don't look at Lao Li, I don't understand the twists and turns in these technologies, but the Kyoto Safe Zone cannot be produced at the moment! "
Chen Fei could only smile as Li Zhenbei threatened him with this.
"Uncle Li, I also want to give each of the soldiers a set.
But the production materials are not allowed. You know how effective it is, so you can naturally imagine the complexity of the production process and materials. "
Although it made sense, Li Zhenbei only believed half of Chen Fei's words, and continued with a slight snort:
"Hmph! I don't care! The girl you have raised for so many years has been kidnapped by you. Shouldn't you do something to comfort the injured and empty soul of this lonely and lonely person?"
The lonely old man...
Chen Fei's mouth twitched slightly...
Then he heard Li Zhenbei's lion's big mouth.
"Come back when you have time. It doesn't take much. Just bring me a hundred sets of those clothes. As for the helmet, it can be the soldier's own tactical helmet."
Chen Fei's eyes widened and he said in shock:
“One hundred sets!!!
Uncle Li! Don't make trouble! Do you think this is Chinese cabbage?
I...I can help you make thirty sets at most. Of course, you must provide me with some raw materials such as rare metal ores, and you must also let me go to the material warehouse in the safe zone to pick them myself! "
"Okay! Deal!"
Chen Fei originally wanted to bargain with the two, but unexpectedly, Li Zhenbei agreed directly and happily.
Chen Fei was speechless again. This ginger is indeed still very old! He was put on a gorgeous show by Old Li.
"Uncle Li, I'm not being kind to you for scheming like this! Aren't you afraid that I'll bully your daughter to vent my anger? I've got good things coming for you!"
