Upon hearing this, Chi Xia and Qin Zhao immediately exclaimed in unison, "No way!"
Qin Zhao frowned, somewhat annoyed: "In the end, we're back to the same old question. Didn't you understand what I just said?"
"Listen to me first."
Han Junche explained, "Researching inhibitors doesn't necessarily have to start with developing an antidote. Having an antidote just makes things faster. You can synthesize it directly based on its components, but working backward from the virus is the most common approach. I can draw some blood and promote it as a preliminary inhibitor to solve the immediate problem first."
"Think about it, if we release the news about the aliens first, and then give them the news that the so-called primary inhibitor has been successfully developed, we might be able to avoid this war, or even win over those advanced mutated zombies and zombie kings in the capital in advance."
Chi Xia neither nodded nor shook her head. She simply asked, "What you're describing is just an idealized scenario. Have you ever considered how long you could last if all your blood were drained? What if Academician Lu and his team fail to develop an inhibitor in the long run?"
“Chi Xia is right,” Qin Zhao said. “I still stand by what I said: act within your capabilities and don’t try to be a hero.”
Before Han Junche could say anything more, Qian Xiangdong rushed over from a distance. Seeing them standing outside, he was slightly taken aback at first, and then anxiously said, "Captain Han, the situation has changed!"
Han Junche, Chi Xia, and Qin Zhao exchanged glances and followed Qian Xiangdong into the command room.
As soon as Qian Xiangdong entered the command room, he saluted and then announced loudly, "Report! We have the latest intelligence!"
Han Zheng looked up and frowned: "Report!"
"Reporting to the general, the zombies thirty kilometers away from us have gathered in two groups. Just recently, they began to move in the north and south directions, and the third wave of zombies is about to reach the gathering point."
As soon as Qian Xiangdong finished speaking, the entire command room fell silent.
After a long silence, one of the elders who had previously advocated against using missiles spoke up in a deep voice: "Let's bomb them. Bomb as many as we can, and as for the rest, let's do our best and leave the rest to fate."
The phrase "Do your best and leave the rest to fate" is undoubtedly a blow to the morale of soldiers about to go to war.
But now everyone knows that there is nothing wrong with what was said.
Because compared to tens of millions of zombies, their ability to resist is negligible.
Han Zheng's gaze swept across the faces of everyone in the command room: "What do you think?"
"I agree to launch the missile."
I agree.
"I second that."
...
Almost everyone nodded. Han Zheng looked at Han Junche and asked, "What do you think?"
Han Junche didn't speak, but looked at Qin Zhao and Chi Xia, his questioning gaze clearly visible.
What could Chi Xia say?
From the first day she met him, she knew he was the male protagonist of this world, the hope for ending the apocalypse. Although she didn't know exactly how Han Junche would carry it out, she knew she should respect and trust him, and not interfere with his decisions because of her.
So she simply looked at Han Junche and smiled slightly at him: "I support whatever you do."
Upon hearing this, Han Junche took her hand, squeezed it gently, and then looked at Qin Zhao, asking, "And you?"
"Whatever!" Qin Zhao said irritably, "You and your wife have both agreed, so what can I say?"
Han Junche nodded slightly to him in gratitude, then turned to the crowd and said, "Now that things have come to this, there are two things I feel I must tell you all. Have you all thought about where this apocalyptic virus came from?"
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