"Attention, please queue up all vehicles in an orderly manner. Medical staff will inspect you. Anyone who refuses to cooperate in performing their duties in accordance with the law will be severely punished."

In the dark night sky, the moonlight reflected on the interstate highway. The cars on the road turned on their headlights one after another. The soldiers on the separation wall turned on their searchlights and shined them towards the dark corners around them, to guard against anyone sneaking into the city at night.

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"You guys are inside, what are your plans?" Osborne leaned on the driver's seat out of boredom, huffed, and asked Brian if he had any plans next.

Interstate 35 is the fastest road from the South to Dallas. It was already crowded with a lot of cars before they arrived, and the inspection at the entrance and exit was simply appallingly slow, so even if they started at noon

After waiting for nearly 9 hours, we could barely reach the outside of the separation wall.

And behind them were the fleeing vehicles coming from all directions, and the traffic flow was still endless as far as the eye could see, as if nothing had ever changed.

But even so, the people in these cars are still willing to continue waiting, just to pass into the city. It is hard to imagine that there are so many cars crowded, and not a single car around them honks their horns.

Brian looked at the night outside the car, thought for a while and said softly: "When we were in Austin, we met an old man named Yaman. He once invited us to come to Dallas, but at that time we were looking for Sarah's

Relative, so I didn’t go with him..."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said: "But he left us an address. I'll see if I can find him and learn about the situation from him. Then I'll find a way to find him in Washington.

my parents."

After describing his plan, Brian asked: "What about you? Is there anywhere you can go after entering?"

"Not yet." Osborne shook his head helplessly, sighed and said: "I will contact my former comrades first and report Austin's matter. Don't worry about me. The worst I can do is still have this RV.

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Brian nodded and didn't say anything more. Seeing that the vehicle in front of them was about to arrive after inspection, he turned around and patted the car twice and said, "Ladies, we'll be there soon."

We're coming soon, so get ready."

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The RV slowly stopped at the checkpoint. A soldier wearing protective clothing walked to the window and knocked twice with a serious face, signaling the people inside to lower the window.

As the car window slowly lowered, the soldier looked into the car. He couldn't help but be startled. There was a middle-aged man and three children sitting inside. For some reason, this made his face soften slightly, and he said kindly:

"Sir, please get out of the car. We want to inspect you and the vehicle."

"OK."

When the four of them walked to the RV and stood up, Brian saw a soldier walking up to him holding a rectangular instrument with a cylinder on the top. He knew that it should be the so-called "infection scanner."

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Two other soldiers got into their car and rummaged through it, looking for anyone who might still be hiding in the car.

The soldier holding the scanner walked behind the four people, placed the end of the cylinder on the back of their necks, and pressed the detection button. Every time a person was checked, two beeps would be heard from the scanner.

There were no reports of infection among soldiers.

After confirming that none of the people in front of them were infected, another soldier took the record book and asked them in detail about their names, ages and previous residential addresses, as well as what kind of relationship they had, whether they had relatives in the city, etc.

question.

After struggling like this for ten minutes, the soldiers only allowed passage after confirming that there were no problems. Then they used the intercom to notify the console to open the isolation door and let them enter Dallas.

Naturally, the army would not let the survivors who had just entered the city wander around the city. When the RV drove to the designated place, a guiding soldier drove in front of them in a small car, waving at them constantly, indicating that the vehicle should follow him.

Walk.

The inside of Dallas is far from as nice as it looks from the outside. There are densely packed tents in an open area similar to a park. When vehicles pass by them, even if you are sitting in the car, you can hear the sadness coming from inside.

of crying.

After driving for nearly half an hour, it was basically the same situation. It can be seen that as there are fewer and fewer places to place survivors in the city, and the number of survivors accepted is increasing, Dallas may not be able to survive for a few days.

will enter a saturated state.

The guiding car took them outside the abandoned factory. The large open area was divided into two halves by a barbed wire fence running horizontally in the middle. The area on the left was all set up with tents, and the area on the right was full of RVs. A white line was used to mark the area on the ground.

The areas are divided into areas, and each area can accommodate an RV.

"Strange, why are all RVs parked here?" Brian noticed the situation outside the car and felt a little curious.

"This is nothing surprising, because an ordinary car is just a car, and our RV is a home." Osborne was not surprised by the surrounding environment. Seeing Brian's confusion, he explained to him, "Who asked us to

Our country is a democratic and free country."

After dumping the RV into the designated location, the guiding soldier got out of the car and walked to Osborne, handed him a pamphlet and four ID cards and said:

"This is what you need to get supplies. Dallas is currently under martial law and a curfew is implemented after 20:00 at night. There are also many precautions mentioned above. Remember, don't get into trouble."

After saying that, the soldier said nothing more, turned around and drove away in his car.

"Hey, I have a new neighbor!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not long after the soldiers left, the owner of the RV next door got out of the car. He was a ragged drunk old man with an empty bottle of wine in his hand.

Bo Bo found a chair next to him and sat down, waving hello to Brian and the others.

Seeing the old man in front of him, Brian's heart moved. He turned around and ran to the RV, took two bottles of wine from it, sat down next to the old man, and approached him.

"What is he doing?"

Kelly looked at Brian who suddenly started talking to a stranger, and asked her father with some confusion.

"Ah, he is collecting intelligence." After touching his daughter's head, Osborne looked deeply at Brian and said softly: "Okay, let's go to bed early. There are other things tomorrow.

busy."

Watching the father and daughter get into the RV, Sarah did not go up with them, but sat on the footstep, tilting her head and quietly looking at Brian's profile.

The drunk old man took a big gulp of the wine that Brian gave him. No matter how he looked at the kid in front of him, he was so pleasing to the eye, so he answered all his questions.

"The army will distribute daily supplies in the central block at 9 o'clock every day, but remember to keep an eye on your supply card. Those soldiers only recognize the card but not the person. When you go to collect things, you must bring a gun, otherwise you will definitely be arrested.

People robbed it..."

"Of course there are parades here, but I advise you not to join them. That is a very stupid behavior..."

"Your place should be in the North District. It's not too far from here. If you go out from here, turn right and keep walking forward, you can find it..."

"I don't know how to get out of here, but I advise you not to bother. Don't believe those people on TV who tell you that the infection is under control. There is already chaos outside... How do I know?

Hehe, I just ran here from the west, what don’t I know? The results are not the same everywhere!”

"............"

The old man in front of me didn't know a lot of things, but as long as he could answer something, he could explain it clearly and in great detail.

After getting the general information about Dallas, Brian sent the old man to his RV and also learned the other man's name - Antoine.

"What's wrong? Sarah!" Brian turned around and was about to return to the RV. Suddenly he saw Sarah sitting at the door looking directly at him, and asked a little uncomfortably.

"Ah? It's okay!"

When Brian asked, Sarah came back to her senses in an instant, blushed, and then quickly covered it up and said, "How are you? Did you get any key information?"

"It's not clear yet. I think we may not be able to leave here for the time being."

Brian looked a little ugly as he thought about the information he had just obtained. It seemed that his previous guess was correct. The epidemic had begun to get out of control. This also meant that other places would no longer be safe. This made him hesitant whether there would be any more.

Necessary to leave at risk.

"Then what should we do next?" After hearing that she might not leave here, Sarah felt a little secretly happy for some reason.

Her relatives were gone, and she didn't want Brian to take risks outside, but she knew that the other party was also looking for her relatives, and no one had any reason to stop him, so she didn't express it, but just kept silently.

The thoughts are buried in her heart, and wherever the other person goes, she will go too.

"Let's go to bed first, and we'll go find Arman tomorrow and ask again."
Chapter completed!