Setting off early in the morning under the morning sun and returning at dusk under the evening glow, this large-scale rescue operation lasted for a whole day. Li Xiang and Zhang Ke, who were anxiously waiting at home, kept calling on the shortwave radio, afraid that something might happen to the main force outside. If that were the case, their newly settled peaceful life would be shattered again.
The effort put into this rescue mission was enormous. After delivering all the medical equipment, most of the medicines, and instruments into the underground circular fortification, many people fell asleep in the car on the way back to the small courtyard.
Speaking of which, they had to thank the person who designed the circular fortification. Its entrances and exits were all large ramps. Although there were cement thresholds to block the way, they couldn't stop small and medium-sized vehicles from entering and exiting.
As a professional driver, Zhang Fengwu didn't need to think too much about how to solve the problem of the threshold. It was just a few bricks. If they didn't have this convenient condition, it would probably take several more hours.
The results obtained were also significant. In addition to the three large vehicles of goods, there were also nine living people. Finally, they found two men and one woman in the emergency building of Peking University Hospital. One man and one woman were emergency duty doctors who secretly went upstairs to take a nap and only realized that the outside world had changed when they woke up.
Fortunately, there weren't many zombies in the emergency building. The two of them ran to the emergency supply room without prior arrangement and survived by using glucose and glucose powder.
The other man was a foreigner who lived in the residential building behind the hospital. He suddenly had a high fever at night and went to the emergency room nearby, but then started having diarrhea. He ran to the second-floor toilet and had only finished half when he heard the cries outside. He was so scared that he stayed in the toilet for more than half an hour without daring to come out.
After seeing the scene on the first floor, he immediately knew that he couldn't go down and had to go upstairs. He went from room to room, trying to find a place to hide and make a phone call for help, but ended up being taken in by two doctors.
Hong Tao guessed it right. If they couldn't see anyone coming to rescue them before tonight, the three of them would prepare to escape on their own. The method was surprisingly similar to the one used by the nurses in Jishuitan Hospital. They tied bedsheets and surgical gowns together and hung them from the fourth floor, then climbed down to the ground along the cloth strip.
Hong Tao was puzzled. Why did so many people believe in their own arm strength? Without any equipment, few people could climb using just a rope. Despite how it was portrayed in movies and TV shows, this kind of action actually required a high level of arm strength, grip strength, waist strength, and leg strength, as well as the correct technique. Otherwise, one would fall after ten seconds.
"Captain Chu, your team is the most abundant now. You have two doctors and three nurses right from the start, and they are all professionals."
Although the nine people they rescued were physically weak, they were healthy. As long as they ate well for a couple of days, they would recover quickly. However, Hong Tao couldn't feel happy. His sarcastic remarks didn't stop.
There were many people, but there were more women than men. Among the three male members, one had a cast on his arm and was temporarily useless. It wasn't discrimination against women, but in the current situation, men were obviously more advantageous.
"I suggest using Building 56 as the female dormitory. That way, everyone will be more convenient!"
Linna seemed to have sensed Hong Tao's thoughts. Instead of comforting him, she deliberately added fuel to the fire. As a female cadre, she had 21 women under her command, while there were only 17 male members, including a baby under one year old, Xu Hui, and Zhang Ke, who was only 12 years old. There were only 15 people who could really contribute.
"Suit yourself... Old Liu, how did you calculate it?" Hong Tao couldn't be bothered to deal with her and lazily waved his hand, turning his attention to Liu Quanyou's survival rate statistics, hoping to hear some uplifting news.
"According to the data from the sixth national census, the population of Shichahai Street is close to 115,000, and the number of survivors is temporarily 15, which is about one in eight thousand..." Liu Quanyou had already calculated the ratio, but the numbers were not optimistic.
"If we calculate based on a population of 7 billion, then there will be less than 900,000 people left in the world... Mr. Hong... They called you Captain Hong in the car. Can I call you that too?"
Before Hong Tao could even use the calculator on his phone, someone next to him had already finished the calculation. It wasn't Liu Quanyou, but the foreign patient. He had been drowsy on the way and was carried into the courtyard on a stretcher when they arrived. After drinking some milk and eating some chocolate biscuits, everyone thought he fell asleep again and almost forgot about him.
"Of course... But I personally prefer to be called Captain, Captain of the Rescue Team! Since you're awake, why don't you introduce yourself first? It's better not to hide anything, as it might cause trouble in the future." Hong Tao had actually forgotten about him and didn't even have time to ask about his personal situation.
"My name is Randy Kaninghen. I'm from Boston, a city on the East Coast of the United States. I'm a visa officer at the embassy in China."
This man who called himself Kaninghen looked to be in his thirties, not very tall, with brown short hair and gray eyes. His head was small and flat, with a prominent occiput. He had a high nose, a protruding chin, a high hairline, and a typical Caucasian appearance. His Chinese listening skills were very good, and although he had a slight accent when speaking, his expression was good and he didn't waste words."What, a visa officer! Come, let me have a good look at you! When I got married, I wanted to go to the United States for my honeymoon, but you guys rejected my visa application. Was it you?" Jiao San, who was about to wash up, immediately crowded over when he heard there was a visa officer, staring intently at Randy.
"No, that's impossible. I was only transferred to the Chinese embassy last year..." Randy clearly understood and quickly defended herself, afraid of being misidentified.
"Go on, go do what you need to do, stop causing trouble!" Hong Tao grabbed Jiao San's arm and pulled him away. The visa rejection was purely Jiao San's fault. He had planned to go abroad for his honeymoon when he married Wang Xiaolan, but he wanted to go to Northern Europe, while Wang Xiaolan wanted to go to the United States.
In order to go to Northern Europe, Jiao San took a different approach. During the visa interview, he talked nonsense and didn't mention the honeymoon at all. Instead, he asked a lot about strip clubs, and as a result, he was unsurprisingly rejected. But he got what he wanted and went to Northern Europe.
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He kept his mouth shut about it until after his divorce, becoming a positive example for men in their circle. Whenever someone mentioned a powerful wife, he would brag about how he tricked his wife.
"Mr. Cunningham, shouldn't visa officers live in the embassy?" Liu Quanyou didn't want to listen to Jiao San's nonsense. In his view, having a foreigner in the team, especially a diplomat, required careful questioning. Diplomacy is no small matter.
"But as far as I know, visa officers can't live in the embassy... My house was left by my predecessor, I swear!" Cunningham might know the reason, but he didn't know how to explain it in Chinese, so he was scratching his head.
"Possible, visa officers are probably not diplomats... their rank is not high enough..." Facing Liu Quanyou's questioning gaze, Hong Tao made an annotation for Cunningham.
He had been to the U.S. embassy more than once. The visa office seemed to be an important part of the embassy, but it was actually isolated from the embassy. It was the only place in the embassy complex that was open to foreigners.
Most of the Americans working in the visa building were general employees of the embassy. Even they were probably restricted from entering the embassy, so naturally, they were not eligible to live inside the embassy.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Hong is absolutely correct... I want to know, can you contact the embassy? I have an emergency phone number... Oh God, there's no signal here either?"
Although he couldn't explain it himself, Cunningham understood Hong Tao's explanation and immediately affirmed it. During his days trapped in the hospital, he tried to contact the embassy every day, but there was no signal.
Now that he was rescued, his first thought was to hurry back and leave this city and even this country as soon as possible. The monsters that were almost like those in the movies were too scary. He didn't plan to work here anymore, he would rather resign and go back to his country.
"Randy, you may not fully understand what has happened. To put it simply, this disaster is not local, it's global, including the United States. Electricity, water supply, communication, transportation, flights... everything that humans had before is almost unusable now."
Looking at Cunningham's anxious and hopeful face, Hong Tao could understand, but he still had to crush his hopes. Friend, whether you like it or not, just stay put.