From early morning, almost all hospitals in the Seattle area were alarmed by orders, and dozens of ambulances and medical helicopters were all mobilized and quickly drove to the Olympic National Park. Although hospitals in adjacent urban areas could arrive as fast as possible, the allocation resources were really limited. At near cars and at far away, they were given priority to transporting patients out of the park.

The Solan family of three was returning to the ambulances who were traveling all the way to downtown Seattle. Nina quickly used her tablet to call out the map. The national park and Seattle were very close in line, but there was a narrow bay in the middle, so it was necessary to take detours by road transportation.

Furthermore, the 135 new patients were not a small number, so the command center issued an action route to all drivers at the beginning of this emergency transportation work.

The helicopter flew directly back to the departure point. Seattle city was nearly forty miles straight from the site of the incident. The plane only took forty minutes to go back and forth, which was equivalent to an ordinary rescue operation. After receiving coma patients, the ambulance took them to all hospitals along the way and tried every possible means to shelter everyone.

Therefore, on the way back, helicopters were constantly seen passing through the sky. Everyone knows that air transport is more convenient and faster than land transport, but unfortunately the transportation volume is slightly smaller after all, and the total number of aircraft is limited.

"The hospitals with helicopters are... they are all from the city. I will record the names for you."

Nina is extremely efficient in her work. As a part-time reporter, she has never left her notebook, staring at the computer, and picking up transcripts.

"Then in terms of land transportation, the first priority is to containment, so all medical institutions near the entire national park, namely the city of Sequim in the north, Hillferdale in the east, Bremerton in the south, Sheldon in the south, Olympia in the city and Lakewood in the lake, Tacoma..."

"It's not a good situation..."

Solan dragged a long voice and said, "I think I understand the purpose of the murderer behind the scenes. If it is as I expected. After the puppet is successfully cultivated, as you know, it is a group of walking corpses. So the more you train it in batches, the less you can't let them gather together at the beginning, otherwise you'll just wait for the news. So the other party is using the hands of our country's medical rescue operations to help him complete the work, dash!"

Nina stared at the tablet computer, copied various information, and suddenly found that she had symptoms of hand tremor.

"Soran, you need to kill them all, right? If you don't do that...will it trigger a doomsday crisis as it is common in movies?"

Solan turned his head and looked at his girlfriend, but wanted to laugh but couldn't. He could only hold the back of her hand with his lips pursed.

"The crisis of doomsday is impossible. The other party just wants to train some pawns. Everything is under control and under the control of that zombie. But as you said, ordinary humans don't understand this. If they really see a group of zombies running around, in the information age... the speed of spread and the influence of film and television culture over the years can really trigger global commotion in an instant."

"So I understand why you said that this ability to cultivate puppets is very rare among zombies." Nina almost muttered to herself, transcribing the addresses of the last few hospitals, and then tore off these pages.

Just as the Solan family began to return to the city, the new police officer Lyon Ross, who went up the mountain with them, also began to prepare to embark on the way back. As it turned out, as a policeman, he was indeed just a spectator in this matter. When the Seattle Center for Disease Control and Prevention helicopter suddenly flew to the scene, he knew that he was finally time to leave.

"Police officer, Mr. Police officer!"

However, just as he was about to start the car, a CDC staff member who had just arrived at the scene called him.

He looked at the man with a rectangular face that looked like Bruce Willie, at the age of thirty-seven or eight, a simple and capable suit, and was obviously a middle-level leader of the organization.

"Is it you..."

"Professor Goodwinze, CDC, I want to ask you a few questions."

The man walked to the police car and said, "You rushed to the nearby area after learning about the situation here, right? Can you please help us to patrol the area again? You have also seen that transporting and rescuing this group of coma has consumed all our energy, but if there are really more coma..."

"I understand." Lyon gave the professor a thumbs up, "Sir, I would like to ask, here is not close to the car dealership in Seattle. Where will you send these patients?"

"We will build an emergency center directly at the foot of the mountain." The professor stretched out his finger to the northeast: "Now no one knows how they are unconscious, so we must consider the possibility of a new infectious disease, especially when you see it, it was a coma that made hundreds of people in one breath. You wouldn't think it was a gas leak, right?"

"So you just need to send them down the mountain..."

"This order was issued a little late. Many people have been sent to the city hospital. Although it has been a little trouble, we still need to transport them back quickly. The ICU ward has more important work, and it is also quarantine and observation, so it is better to place them here."

Lyon nodded, then said goodbye to the CDC staff, and then immediately drove up the mountain road. This group of experts did remind himself that since the intelligence is limited, it is impossible to rule out that there are still people who are inexplicably unconscious.

The area of ​​this national park is very large. If the accident is related to geological changes, it is difficult to ensure that some campers will not suffer the same. It is fine to have a foothill at the foot of the mountain, but at a higher position, there are not always forest rangers who can discover it in time.

...

Halfway up the mountain, O'Leary Walker kicked the phone again in frustration.

He and his wife were trapped here, with their mobile phones running out of power, and the car tires were inexplicably pierced, and no one was rescued. He was a fat man, but he had no ability to carry his wife down the mountain.

Martha seems to be just a "coma", but obviously it is not an ordinary coma. Although Oler has limited culture and can only be a butcher in a beef shop, he also knows what liquid nitrogen freezing is. Martha's current situation is very similar. Her breathing is approaching zero, her chest has almost no ups and downs, her skin is slightly cold or even cold, and her heart is beating very slowly.

There is no death, just a coma, just as strange as liquid nitrogen freezing at room temperature. O'Leary just didn't get into college, and he has studied the courses in high school very carefully. Even the idiotic person should know that this is definitely not what a high fever coma should look like!

"Help!"

O'Leary was going crazy and suddenly shouted in pain: "Who is here to save us! My wife is sick! Our car tires are leaking! Who is here to save us! Who is here to save us? One pound of beef is provided free every day!"

However, even if you shout like this, how many people could hear it? The sound was transmitted to the vast forest at the foot of the mountain, and it would fade to disappear within a few hundred feet. Who could come to save them?

"Hey, that's..."

So, when O'Leary found that there was a car passing by below, he couldn't believe it, and wiped his eyes hard, but was stunned.

"Police car? It's a police car! Mr. Police! Help me! Oh by the way, horn, I'm carrying a horn!"

After shouting twice, I remembered that I had a big killer weapon. Oler took out the trumpet from the tent and shouted at the foot of the mountain.

"Mr. Police! Help! My wife is sick! We are trapped! Help!"

The police car was driving fast or slow, but it was immediately covered by the forest. But just as O'Leary was about to feel desperate, a loud whistle sound came from the foot of the mountain!

"I heard it, I heard it, he heard it! Haha, Martha, have you heard it? Someone will come to save you!"

O'Leary was very happy and rolled and crawled back to his wife, shaking her body gently.

"Masha, we will be able to go home soon. Hold on. I will sell the beef shop immediately and I will treat you. Wake up quickly and let me wake up. Baby, I love you, baby, please wake up quickly..."

As her husband kept shaking, Martha's fat body swayed. I wonder if it was an illusion, O'Leary felt that her body temperature was quickly warming up.

"Masha..."
Chapter completed!