Chapter 56: Patrol Officer

"Mr. Zhan, the guerrillas' serious patients have almost been arranged," Alina arranged the seriously ill guerrilla members into the children's shelter and the kitchen according to the previous screening results.

The shed could not accommodate more people, but the members of the Snow Monster Team were willing to give up their positions in the shed to the guerrillas' serious patients, which also relieved Alina of some burden.

The Patriot asked Wang Zhan to let the guerrillas enter the storage warehouse. Although it was a little cold, it was a good place to block the wind.

Wang Zhan agreed, and the remaining guerrillas began to build a camp under the energy tower. Soon a group of simple tents were set up.

The infected people under the energy tower brought hot food to the guerrillas one by one. They saw the big pieces of meat in the soup and their eyes widened--

It was a luxury to drink a bowl of hot soup in this weather, and they could eat a few more pieces of meat!

The guerrilla fighters thanked them in a rough voice. They received all kinds of replies, but in the end, it was just one sentence if you want to thank, thank Mr. Energy Tower.

Wang Zhan was very proud when he saw this scene. The infected people under the energy tower did not disappoint him. They promoted themselves to the guerrillas and completed the basic concept input.

We are all family here. I will bring you food today, but you have to protect the infected people under the energy tower in the future.

But the guerrillas would do this anyway, right?

Wang Zhan glanced at the weather forecast. There was no temperature change in the four days after the storm. This was a good thing for the Generator because the energy tower would have no fuel within a few hours after the storm ended.

Originium and coal were gone. In addition to letting the workstation continue to work and point out coal technology, they could only go outside to find them.

At that time, the energy tower could be closed during the day and opened at night according to the mode before the storm. By the way, the overload mode could be turned on to raise the temperature to prevent the guerrillas under the energy tower from getting sick.

The more Wang Zhan thought about it, the more Alina had completed the task of issuing the decree [Overcrowding].

"Everyone thinks this decree is very good. There is no objection, Mr. Energy Tower."

Alina replied confidently. She asked many people, and no one expressed opposition. These infected people have similar ideas. The sheds can be squeezed together. Why does the rescue station give up so much space?

Is it for doctors to take a walk?

Wang Zhan was a little unconfident when explaining this decree to Alina, so she spent more time. It seems that the attitude of the infected towards the decree still needs to be investigated in practice, and not just by looking at the panel introduction.

Did Mu Ye copy it directly?

He is quite lazy.

"It's a bit beyond my expectation. You have contributed to this... The rescue station can accept more patients."

Alina blinked and moved her ears. Everyone agreed with this decree, and she didn't say anything.

"By the way, you said that you would arrange for serious patients to enter Gatlin's first aid station, but there are too many serious patients now, and Gatlin and his team may not be able to handle it."

"I will find some more doctors to come to the energy tower." During the storm, the recruitment system cannot be activated, but it will be much easier to recruit doctors after the storm.

But it will take a long time for doctors to arrive at the energy tower. I hope the guerrillas can survive.

[Conflict The doctor at the first aid station insisted on amputating the guerrilla soldiers by the decree of the energy tower. The other party refused grabbed the engineer's collar and started fighting. ]

[Should we continue the amputation? If the amputation is not performed, the soldier will die. ]

Wang Zhan was silent for a while, "Alina, have you explained to the guerrillas that we will use prosthetic limbs as compensation after the amputation?"

Alina's eyebrows were filled with gloom. She understood that something had happened, so Mr. Energy Tower asked her this.

"I have told the guerrillas what you said to me. I think Tallulah has also informed the captain of the guerrillas."

Even so, are there still people who would rather die than have their limbs amputated?

How stubborn!

"Alina, go to the first aid station and see if that guy is determined to die, then go ask the patriots."

If the patriots acquiesce, he, Wang Zhan, will naturally let the soldier die!

In the first aid station, Gatlin gave himself a simple treatment. Looking at the soldier on the operating table, the man cursed, "You kid, I told me to die, but you still care about so many things!"

"You can survive, why should I watch you die in vain!"

The two of them argued and the soldier was left on the operating table. The other three infected people did not dare to move any further, so they could only ask someone to find Alina. The two of them were so angry that anyone who went up to persuade them would be beaten except for the little deer.

"I say, persuade your brother! Can you bear to watch him die?"

The guerrillas surrounded the door of the rescue station. The three infected people hoped that someone would come to stop them, but the guerrillas were hesitant to speak. The only response to the three infected people was sighs.

If they continue to make trouble like this, the rescue station will not be able to operate. There are still serious patients waiting!

"Excuse me!"

Alina squeezed in from the crowd. The three infected people saw her as if they saw a savior, "Auntie, you are finally here!"

Is Auntie calling me?

Alina didn't care about that and asked the three people directly, "What's going on inside?"

"Gatlin insisted on amputating the soldier, but the soldier refused, saying that if he had his limbs amputated, he would become a useless person like the inspector! Even if he had a prosthesis, he couldn't go to the battlefield!"

The inspector lying in the corner twitched at the corner of his mouth and sobbed again. Alina looked at the three people in reproach. What are you doing exposing people's shortcomings at this time?

"Okay, you three shut up."

Alina walked into the depths of the first aid station and directly bypassed Gatlin to the operating table. The strong smell of blood was pungent. Gatlin found that the person coming was Alina and stood aside obediently.

"Miss Alina, please persuade him too. This man refused to amputate his limbs. He would rather die than do it."

"Is he the first soldier who needs amputation?"

The guerrilla fighters knew that the manager had come, and immediately asked Alina to let him go. He was willing to walk into the storm and die like this.

After the amputation, he can't continue to fight with the guerrillas and even needs the infected people under the energy tower to support him.

Can he still be called a guerrilla fighter if he continues to bother Mr. Energy Tower without repaying this favor?

He is just a parasite!

Gatlin ignored the soldier's words, "Even if he is not the first, I must amputate his leg. How can a life be given up just because of his polite words?"

"This is not a polite word!"

Gatlin looked like he didn't believe it, and Alina understood the contradiction, "Soldier, when Dr. Gatlin was arguing with you, the rescue work at the rescue station was delayed for a long time."

The soldier was silent for a while, "That stubborn man let me go, how could this happen!"

"Because Mr. Energy Tower doesn't want to see people die the most, so he insists on it," Alina first expressed her attitude, that the infected people under the Energy Tower will not give up their lives.

Unless "I called General Patriot. If he agrees, we won't say a word." The soldier was startled. A huge figure squeezed into the first aid station. The three infected people huddled under the bed, not daring to look up. "Soldier, you want to embarrass the guerrillas. I have heard about Mr. Energy Tower's treatment of serious patients. I have no objection to this matter." "Captain! Let me stay away from the battlefield. I would rather die!" The patriot's eyes were domineering, and the soldier was no less. Although he respected the captain, he cared more about the righteousness fulfilled by the captain! "If we leave the battlefield, won't we open up our path? You are short-sighted!"

"I...!"

The heavy breathing of the Patriot frightened everyone, "This will be our home. After the storm, everything will be in ruins. You are going to abandon your years of accumulation for a little bit of resources!"

The soldier was speechless. He hammered the operating table, but Gatlin was not happy. "Don't break it. This thing is only this one!"

"Hmph! Hurry up! Don't dither!"

The Patriot then restrained his majesty and slowly left the first aid station. Everyone in the guerrillas understood the reason for the amputation, and their inner resistance also dissipated a lot.

Alina saw that the matter was resolved, "Gatlin, the rest is up to you."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Alina walked out quickly, and then she noticed that the patrol officer in the corner was still crying. She couldn't bear it for a moment, so she asked the infected person at the door to get a hot meal.

"Mr. Patrol Officer."

"No, don't call me that. I'm not a Patrol Officer anymore, and..."

He showed Alina the stone growing on his body, his face was bitter, and two lines of tears flowed down his eye sockets, "I've become an infected person too, you can call me Corvo."

Although Alina sympathized, she still felt bothered by the fact that he was a Patrol Officer.

Are the infected people and villagers harmed by the Patrol Officer worthy of sympathy?

It can even be said that his suffering was his fault.

But as the spokesperson of the Energy Tower, she couldn't just sit back and watch. After all, he became an infected person when he got to the Energy Tower, and he was still useful.

"Did you hear what the guerrilla fighters and I said?"

The inspector nodded. Alina looked him up and down. He was miserable without an arm and a leg. "You won't die. This is Mr. Energy Tower's promise. I will execute his promise fairly."

"Even if your past is dirty."

"If, I mean if," the inspector looked up at Alina's eyes, his eyes revealed pleading, "Without Zweiburg's condition, would you still keep me?"

Alina had a hint of anger, and her eyes were unusually cold. "If you don't speak rudely to the infected and threaten them with violence like other inspectors, you can also live here."

"You just need to endure Mr. Energy Tower's punishment first, which is more severe than working 24 hours a day."

Working 24 hours a day?

What kind of punishment is this?

The inspector was stunned. The train of thought he had finally sorted out was interrupted. No, he had to think about it again... But this punishment sounded too funny.

"Thank you for your help."

Alina took the hot food handed over by the infected, let the inspector hold it steady, and then let go.

She stared at the inspector's mouth, which kept curling up and trying to suppress the fire, and said with a stern face, "You will also have prosthetic limbs. When the time comes, I will ask Mr. Energy Tower to judge your merits and demerits, and then you will be punished."

"Snow Monster Team, take it to the shed after he finishes eating. It's too much of a hindrance to put it at the door of the rescue station."

When he finished eating and burped contentedly, Alina had already left.

The Snow Monster Team took the inspector out of the shed. He jumped on one leg and stepped on the wooden plank road. The infected were in a hurry, and his initial worries turned into bubbles.

The inspector looked up at the energy tower from the eaves of the shed. The black sky, the red tower body, the sound of wind filled his ears, the roar of steel, and the storm was like a dream that was far away from him.

He couldn't help but lower his head, "I sincerely thank you, Mr. Energy Tower."

"Tsk, just one sentence? Take some practical action!"

The members of the Snow Monster Team mocked him. The inspector said that he could not do anything now. He suddenly remembered that there was another inspector, "Can I ask you what happened to the other inspector?"

The people of the Snow Monster Team were surprised. He grabbed the inspector and turned around, pointing his other hand to the sky, "It should be almost dried frozen meat."

"...."

He seemed to understand what a more severe punishment than twenty-four hours was.

"What are you going to do with that inspector, Mr. Energy Tower."

Wang Zhan was still thinking about how to treat so many patients. No matter how you count, people will die. He should consider how to deal with the bodies.

Too many serious patients is a life-threatening problem. Gatlin and his team can't save them even if they work around the clock. After this time, they must improve medical care as soon as possible and point out technologies such as medical clinics that can improve medical efficiency.

Wang Zhan pressed his forehead with his hand and turned to answer the question raised by Alina, "It would be best if the inspector could lead our team to find Zweiburg, but the mobile city should have been moved."

"We need him to provide the layout of Zweiburg so that the guerrillas can enter the city and quickly respond to the enemy's attack."

It is a bit difficult to expect the inspector to remember the specific details. It is best to take him with him, but will the inspector take the opportunity to escape and stab the guerrillas in the back?

It is better to let him tell the truth here. If he can think of something, it will take a long time to launch an action against Zweiburg anyway.

"He has great strategic significance, and as for his treatment..."

The inspector has a grudge against the infected, and it is somewhat unfair to let the infected decide, even if the inspector did help the infected.

One's own opinion is very important, "If he can help us get what we want, then I will publicly explain his merits and demerits to the infected and tell them the reasons for my judgment."

But if the inspector can't help, then we can only look at his daily performance.

Otherwise, we have to continue to punish, to convince the public.

"That's good. I'm worried that the dispute between the inspector and the infected will affect his judgment... You should decide on this matter."

Alina bowed her head to express her gratitude. She might also be very conflicted.