Hundreds of small zombies were wiped out in less than two hours. Ye Zhou was wearing a mask, which was filled with mist and beads of sweat were constantly secreted on his face. The others were not much better than him.
Outside the barbed wire, even though they were hungry and thirsty, no one dared to take off their equipment or masks.
Who knows if there are "insect eggs" or "viruses" left by zombies on the plants and land?
Only after complete disinfection in the disinfection room next to the base can they be isolated together.
Any place where zombies haven't been is still safe.
"I'm so tired..." Ye Zhou felt that he couldn't even lift his arms. He didn't feel tired when the zombies were in front of him. He only felt tired when the zombies lay down.
Chen Shu also put away his gun and ran down the hillside. When they looked up, they saw that it was already half past eleven.
The soldiers also prepared to turn back.
This team of soldiers came out today and will be quarantined for three days - the longest incubation period of the zombie virus is actually only one day, but the base is on the safe side and is afraid that the virus will mutate, so it has made a mandatory three-day requirement.
No one complained.
After all, it concerns the safety of everyone and the base, so it is better to be safe than sorry.
A group of people walked back with tired steps. They could also drink water, but they had to use a straw to probe its water through the small hole under the mask. There was a thin film in the small hole that would automatically close after the straw was removed.
Breathing still depends on the small purifier next to the mask.
Ye Zhou drank water several times, but finally felt it was too troublesome to drink water and simply stopped drinking.
He couldn't go to the toilet outside because he was afraid that he would drink too much water and couldn't hold it in before he walked back.
Originally he thought that he wouldn't be too tired after just one morning, but Ye Zhou ended up feeling more tired than during the two busiest days at the supermarket.
It's not just physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue. They are always observing their surroundings and will stop at the slightest sign of trouble. Their mental tension is extremely high, which cannot be compared to physical fatigue.
When we returned to the outskirts of the base and walked into the disinfection room, it was already 1:30 in the afternoon. Everyone was tired and hungry, but they still had to line up to enter the disinfection room.
Ye Zhou and Zou Ming were standing in the middle of the team. Ye Zhou was so tired that he could hardly stand. He squeezed Zou Ming's arm and said casually, "Can I lean on you for a bit?"
Zou Ming said calmly: "Okay."
Ye Zhou leaned on Zou Ming's arm and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't feel like coming out tomorrow. I'm too tired." Ye Zhou muttered quietly, not wanting the soldiers to hear.
Before Zou Ming could comfort him, Chen Shu in front of him turned around and said, "Boss, you can't back down. Keep going. Maybe after this plane ends, you will really become a sharpshooter."
Chen Shu: "Sometimes you have to push yourself."
Ye Zhou: “…”
Alas, he really didn't want to force himself. If he was in the original plane, he would never learn how to use a gun, let alone ride a horse or shoot an arrow. He just wanted to make money, and he loved making money deeply.
Soon it was their turn to enter the disinfection room, men on the left and women on the right. Chen Shu went to the right, and Ye Zhou and Zou Ming went to the left.
Although it is a disinfection room, the conditions at the base are not sufficient to allow each person to have a single room.
They have to change their clothes now - the clothes that have been worn out have to be recycled and disinfected, and those who are not wearing anything have to be flushed and disinfected.
A group of men were facing each other nakedly, with no privacy at all.
Ye Zhou, who had never been to a public bathhouse, said: "..."
Although he knew it was a bit hypocritical to say this, he still felt a little embarrassed.
"Can't I really keep my underwear?" Ye Zhou asked Zou Ming after taking off the mask.
He looked like he had just been pulled out of the water, his hair was all wet, there were beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and the sweat from his temples flowed down, gathered along his chin, and fell onto his chest.
Zou Ming looked away in panic and said in a panic, "Probably not."
Ye Zhou sighed: "Well, I guess no one will look at me."
After saying that, he walked aside to change his clothes.
The disinfection room did not provide them with towel aprons. Compared with Ye Zhou and Zou Ming, the soldiers were already accustomed to this disinfection process. While Ye Zhou was struggling, the soldiers had already taken off all their clothes and lined up to enter the small room for individual disinfection.
After disinfection, they will go out through another exit.
The base will arrange accommodation for them to be isolated.
After taking off his clothes, Ye Zhou felt a little shy. He pulled Zou Ming's arm and said, "You go ahead."
Zou Ming: "...Weren't you very calm in the lounge before?"
Ye Zhou said confidently: "At that time, there was only you. Now there are so many people. Can they compare with you?"
After all, we slept in the same room for so many days, what kind of secret could there be?
But speaking of it, Ye Zhou found that he seemed to have never seen Zou Ming without any clothes. Even after taking a shower, Zou Ming would wrap himself in a bath towel or wear clean underwear when he came out. In short, he had never been as indifferent as him.
Ye Zhou subconsciously glanced down.
Zou Ming noticed Ye Zhou's gaze and stretched out his hand to block it with an awkward expression.
Ye Zhou compared in his mind, feeling somewhat melancholy: "Where have you trained before?"
Zou Ming looked at him in confusion.
Ye Zhou: "Mine is normal! Yours is a genetic mutation!"
The soldier in front heard it and turned to watch the fun, but Zou Ming had already blocked it. The soldier said, "Brother, what's there to block? Let me show you mine."
Zou Ming's mouth twitched: "No, I don't want to see it."
Soldier:"……"
I've never seen such a shy man.
Fortunately, the awkward situation did not last long. After all, they were not real soldiers and other people would not play jokes on them that were too extreme.
When it was almost his turn, Zou Ming asked Ye Zhou to go in front of him.
Ye Zhou did not refuse either.
When the glass door in front of him opened, Ye Zhou walked in, then turned around and looked at Zou Ming: "Then I'll go in first and wait for you outside."
Zou Ming nodded: "Okay."
Ye Zhou walked into the glass door. There was water on the ground. He stood on it barefoot, but did not slip.
A fully armed staff member came in with a water pipe in his hand. I don’t know what the water was, but it definitely had a disinfecting effect.
"Tilt your neck up and raise your arms." The staff shouted to Ye Zhou.
Ye Zhou obediently raised his head and hands.
The staff member shouted again: "Spread your legs a little, don't close them so tightly."
Ye Zhou: “…”
There was an illusion that he was being teased, but Ye Zhou also knew it was an illusion.
So he followed the other person's instructions obediently, and after making sure every corner was washed, the other person said, "There is a shower room outside, but you have to wait until the water on your body is dry before washing. Just wash your hair, don't wash anything on your body. Anyway, we don't provide soap."
Ye Zhou: "Okay, I'll remember it!"
After going out from another door, Ye Zhou turned around and saw the shower room. Fortunately, the shower room was a single room and there was no large bathtub - it would have been outrageous if a large bathtub had been used.
After Ye Zhou entered, he started washing his hair. The disinfectant on his body should be the kind that is specially used for skin disinfection. He was careful not to let the water contact his skin. He only washed his hair. After washing, he wiped the water off his head and put on the clean clothes prepared for them by the base before leaving the shower room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zou Ming coming out from the opposite side.
Zou Ming hadn't put on his shirt yet and was only wearing a pair of shorts.
Ye Zhou looked at Zou Ming's figure with admiration.
Although it was not the first time he saw it, every time Ye Zhou saw it he felt that Zou Ming's figure was simply perfect.
He actually had eight-pack abs, and Ye Zhou was extremely jealous.
"Do we need to be quarantined too?" Ye Zhou walked towards Zou Ming.
Zou Ming whispered to Zou Ming: “I told Yang Guoqin that we don’t need to be quarantined with these soldiers, we can just go back to the supermarket.”
"It's just that we'd better not leave the lounge during the supermarket opening hours."
Ye Zhou frowned: "Why don't we just isolate ourselves? We have to go out tomorrow anyway."
With a responsible attitude, Ye Zhou believed that although these viruses posed no threat to them, what if the indigenous people were infected with the virus after coming into contact with them?
They really become walking pathogens.
Zou Ming: "Then I'll go and tell them."
Zou Ming walked up to the staff, said a few words, and then looked at Ye Zhou with the staff.
It seemed that the two had already made the decision, and Zou Ming waved to Ye Zhou.
Ye Zhou walked over quickly. The staff kept a certain distance from them and said, "Our isolation rooms are for two people each. Before, they were for one person each, but now the rooms are limited. You can squeeze in."
Staff: "They are all men anyway, there is nothing to be taboo about."
"There is no toilet or bathroom in the room. You have to tell the volunteers outside when you need to go to the toilet or take a shower."
Ye Zhou: “…”
It feels like being in prison.
But Ye Zhou did not complain. For the sake of safety, these things should indeed be done.
Staff: “Come with me.”
They walked through a long corridor and finally came to a hall filled with tables and chairs, where Chinese fast food was also served.
However, they cannot eat directly in the hall, but have to tell the volunteers, who will then deliver the meals to the corresponding rooms.
"I don't have much appetite now. Do you want to eat something before going to rest?" Ye Zhou asked Zou Ming.
Zou Ming: "I'm not hungry either."
Seeing that they did not stay for dinner, the staff took them towards their room.
When the isolation room was built, the zombie virus was probably not as powerful as it is now. It was built solidly and was very large, just like a hotel. Although it was not as luxurious as a hotel, the moment Ye Zhou opened the door, the environment was much better than he had imagined.
Although there is no TV or bathroom in the room, the space is large enough that people will not feel cramped even if they are locked in it.
The only thing that made Ye Zhou somewhat dissatisfied was that the two beds in the room were pitifully narrow!
Narrower than his college dorm bed.
Ye Zhou even felt that if he slept on this bed, he would not be able to sleep well tonight and would probably fall down repeatedly.
These two poor beds can only allow people to lie flat on them. If they want to turn over, they can only move in place. If they move a little too much, they will fall down.
"How can I sleep like this?" Ye Zhou looked at Zou Ming in confusion.
Zou Ming: "Put the two beds together?"
Ye Zhou: "...But isn't the area for one person still limited to this much?"
Zou Ming: "You can also push the sofa over here, it should be enough to lean against the wall."
Ye Zhou's eyes suddenly widened: "That makes sense! Let's get started."
Anyway, I slept in the same room with Zou Ming for so long before, so there’s nothing wrong with sharing the same bed now.
Anyway, Ye Zhou doesn't mind sleeping with people of the same sex.
As for whether Zou Mingpai rejects it or not - he probably doesn't reject it.
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