bookcurios Chapter 1726 Ask Birrell for Help
Chapter 1726 Ask Birrell for Help
Yang Feng wanted to see what the difference was between those who were infected with the virus and those who were infected with ordinary viruses.
He gradually calmed down.
Or perhaps it could be said that he quickly became numb.
Then he looked at Zhao Zhuwei next to him.
At this moment, she was still silent with her head down, not saying a word.
This was still too much of a shock for her.
Especially since she grew up in China and came from a wealthy family.
She has seen many poor people these days, but she never expected that these struggling poor people now have no chance to survive.
"gone."
Yang Feng's voice came from the side.
Zhao Zhuwei seemed to be a little more sober and followed behind him walking forward.
Several people walked under a tent.
There are dozens of patients lying here at this time.
They didn't have beds, they simply laid a layer of plastic or cloth on the ground and lay on it.
There are obviously not enough medical staff, so they can't take care of so many patients at all and can only gather them together first.
Yang Feng and others walked up to some patients.
These people no longer cared about who came.
Some of them were dying, while others, even if they were not so tired, were curled up there because of hunger and were unwilling to move or speak.
"Not only are medicines and medical staff scarce here, I'm afraid even food is hard to come by."
Liu Lei sighed.
Yang Feng looked around and said, "This country does not have such a large transportation capacity, nor does it have such a coordination ability."
He shook his head, understanding the situation in the country.
Or in other words, these backward countries all have common problems.
That means the ability to coordinate and plan transportation are all impossible to achieve.
Here, there is no need to expect them to be able to send a large number of support personnel and supplies in a short period of time like China.
"You should have contacted the local government, right? Or other international associations."
Yang Feng asked.
Speaking of this, Liu Lei and Zhuo Yi both showed some indignation.
"Their leaders said that less than half of the people here will survive, so the supplies they transported here don't need to consider the survival of more than 100,000 people."
Zhuo Yi was particularly angry.
They had never heard of these things before, but now they understand the darkness here.
Yang Feng didn't say anything. He looked at the people around him.
Yang Feng could see clearly inside these people's bodies through his eyes.
Same as previous test.
These people are not viruses or plagues in the true sense, so they should not be able to spread in the traditional sense.
But Yang Feng felt that the organs and other functions in these people's bodies had peculiar twitching.
In addition, Yang Feng could also see extremely faint black gas emanating from them.
Perhaps all this is the reason why they died of illness.
"I'm afraid that... quite a few people here can survive."
Yang Feng shook his head and said, "Let's go outside and take a walk."
He couldn't even bear to look at this place anymore.
But even outside, the situation won't be much better than here.
The scenes before my eyes are coupled with the stimulation brought by the arrival of daylight and the rising temperature.
I'm afraid that by noon today, this place will become a living hell.
And this purgatory on earth began with Shanhe’s actions.
What’s more, their plans don’t stop there.
Any place in the world, including China, may see such a scene in the future...
Several people walked to a shabby old street.
The tragic scenes around them constantly impacted their vision, gradually making them numb.
But as he walked, Yang Feng couldn't help but cursed with gnashing teeth: "Beast!"
He cursed loudly, and then seemed to suddenly feel a little better.
"Where are we going next?"
Yang Feng looked at the people from the Investigation Bureau.
The person from the Investigation Bureau was helpless and said, "We need to call people over now. Even if it is for humanitarian reasons, we need to do what we can here."
"Um……"
Yang Feng lowered his head and said, "By the way, this place used to be a French colony, right?"
"Yes, the official language here is French, and they even use the franc, although France itself now uses the euro."
Liu Lei explained.
Yang Feng nodded and said, "Let's go to the next city later, but before that, I'll call my friend, maybe he can help."
He thought of Birrell.
Liu Lei and Zhuo Yi didn't say much. They just looked at the scene around them, said goodbye to a few people, and went to other places to help.
Murong Wan also noticed that Zhao Zhuwei next to her looked unhappy, and said, "Zhuwei, let's go to the front first and find a car to go to the city next door. Then we can think of a way to transport some supplies over there."
"it is good."
Zhao Zhuwei agreed.
She turned around and saw the man who was now seriously ill and still starving.
Hunger, germs.
Countless deadly things are wreaking havoc on this continent.
What is coming next is a land that will not allow them to survive.
Then look to the side.
Yang Feng had already made the call at this time.
On the other side, Birrell seemed to be still sleeping.
He said in a sleepy tone, "Who is it? What time is it now? Give it to me..."
"it's me."
As soon as Yang Feng opened his mouth.
Billel instantly perked up, and quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Yang!"
"I'm in Nessr City, open the map and the news now."
Yang Feng's tone was serious, and he asked him to search the situation here.
After seeing this, Birrell immediately showed an incredible expression and said, "What's going on?! There's a plague breaking out over there?"
"It's not a plague, but this matter is complicated and I need your help now."
Yang Feng became serious and asked, "Do you have a business here?"
"Yes, we have a factory that mines ore locally."
Birrell answered immediately.
Yang Feng nodded and said, "You contact the local people and coordinate a batch of supplies, including food, water, and medicines. Then find a way to call more people over. There are problems with the temporary resettlement sites here..."
After he said this briefly, he hung up the phone.
Turning his head, he looked around and finally found Murong Wan and Zhao Zhuwei on the road outside.
"Yang Feng, what's going on?"
Zhao Zhuwei asked immediately.
Yang Feng was much calmer and said, "I asked my friends to mobilize some people in the local area, and they will transport supplies here. The resettlement site here also needs to be changed."
"You said you want to relocate these people to another place? But the neighboring city is unwilling to accept them."
"Then at least we need to move out of the city."
Yang Feng looked at the city littered with corpses.
When the temperature rises, this place will become a melting pot and no one will be able to live in it.