Chapter 75

As soon as they approached, they smelled a faint bloody odor.

Signaling the soldiers to aim their guns in advance, Robert slowly pushed open the door.

Inside, it was a mess, with various test tubes shattered all over the floor.

Several researchers in white coats lay in pools of blood.

They were mangled, with traces of being bitten everywhere on their bodies.

White mice were crawling on them, their pure white eyes illuminated by the flashlight, looking particularly chilling.

Even so, their bodies showed obvious symptoms of gangrene, clearly undergoing zombification as well.

And the iron cages on the shelves for raising white mice had long been bitten through with large holes.

The moment the door was pushed open, the zombie mice were startled and turned their heads in unison to look at the people outside the door.

In an instant.

The rifles spat flames, and the flying bullets immediately blew the heads off several zombie mice.

But more zombie mice were surging toward the crowd.

Robert remained calm in the face of danger, continuing to blow the heads off two zombie mice.

He kicked away the leading zombie mouse and shot it dead in mid-air.

In less than half a minute, this wave of small rat tide was cleared away.

But as the search continued, Robert's face grew darker.

The box that should have contained the glacier samples was not refrigerated but was overturned on the ground.

The melted liquid flowed along the floor tiles and into the sewer.

And before their eyes, cockroaches were poking their heads out of the sewer, their antennae constantly shaking.

Looking at this scene, Robert closed his eyes:

"It's over, everything is over."

Besides the headache-inducing cold-resistant mosquitoes, there were now cockroaches...

Although the sewage containing "SCP-008" could not spread on a large scale in the cold winter.

But humanity did not have the technology to kill all mosquitoes and cockroaches at once while preserving the city.

And as long as there was any negligence, the zombie virus would break out again, causing the tragedy to repeat itself.

Midnight passed, and morning arrived.

In this small city with a population of over a hundred thousand, no more citizens would ever take to the streets.

The sky was still snowing; this was the only good news.

For a short time, the remains would not rot, leaving enough time for the living to verify the identities of the dead.

The survivors stayed in the base, their eyes dull; some laughed foolishly from time to time, clearly unable to accept everything that had happened in the past few days.

This was a pure, unprovoked disaster.

After the initial collection of remains was completed, the Alliance Air Force sprayed a large amount of dichlorvos, insecticides, and other toxic substances throughout the city.

Simultaneously, the evacuation of personnel began in an orderly manner.

Patients with high fever and cold intolerance symptoms were taken away for isolation and observation.

Except for a few items allowed to be taken out after disinfection, the vast majority were concentrated and burned.

Even the army's combat vehicles had to be completely decontaminated.

Robert and the others were not spared.

His long-kept side-parted hair was shaved clean to prevent fleas or lice from being carried away.

As for "SCP-427", it successfully saved the lives of nearly a thousand comatose patients.

But after a medical worker believed it was a gift from God and approached it for a long time, it eventually mutated into "SCP-427-1" flesh beast and was quickly eliminated.

Afterward, this anomaly was no longer used.

Replicas of "SCP-500" also successfully saved some people.

But the replicas could not clear the infection symptoms, and many comatose patients were eventually declared dead.

Most of the people who had experienced this were subjected to D-class memory erasure by the Foundation.

Only the Alliance high command and Foundation personnel remembered this tragedy, but they would all keep their mouths shut.

Before the spring of the second year arrived.

The Supreme Commander announced to the world that the Alliance would conduct the largest nuclear test in human history.

The yield reached an unprecedented 50 million tons of TNT!

The chosen location was a small city that had been abandoned for a long time.

Used to simulate the destruction effect of a hydrogen bomb explosion on city buildings and its impact on the surrounding environment.

Robert was also invited to visit this nuclear test.

He still remembered.

When the brown bears finished their hibernation, the city was still quiet.

Subsequently, the world-shocking nuclear test was successfully conducted.

The entire city, along with the tragedy that had once been staged here.

Vanished into thin air in the light of the sun.

In the second year, a slightly smaller-scale nuclear test was successfully conducted on the glacier.

This time, the experimental research content was the impact of a hydrogen bomb explosion on the glacier.

When a sun rose, bringing the light that purified everything, the secrets buried in the glacier were also destroyed.

Since then, except for the "SCP-008" samples initially retained by the Foundation and the Alliance, there were no known zombie viruses in the world.

Seeking evaluation tickets, seeking flowers! ===== CHAPTER 77 =====