Wu Mian is watching a video of Travis Air Force Base in Fairfield, northeast of San Francisco, California. The isolated people are cheering.


    "Brother, why are you so concerned about the evacuees?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    "Oh." Wu Mian sneered, pointed to a fuzzy figure at the top edge of the screen and asked, "girl, do you know who they are?"


    "It doesn''t look like an ordinary policeman." Chu Zhixi frowned slightly and said suspiciously.


    "It''s usmarshal."


    "Hmm? What''s that?"


    The word "marshal" is very interesting. It is used for military rank and translated into marshal.


    If you add an L, Marshall will become Marshall. In order to prevent the emergence of Marshall Marshall, the United States has not set the rank of Marshal since World War II and set a five-star general for Comrade Marshall. "


    "Hahaha, is it so interesting?" Chu Zhixi said, squinting at the military personnel on the computer screen.


    He''s armed and armed like an enemy.


    Wu Mian did not smile, looked at the screen with a grim expression and continued, "marshal is the police of the town, which is generally elected by the whole people of the town."


    "Usmarshal is different. They are the elite of the elite and are managed by United States marshal."


    "I don''t understand."


    "Evaporation secret order, the film played by Schwarzenegger, have you seen it."


    Chu Zhixi nodded.


    "In reality, Schwarzenegger''s department is US Marshal, the elite of the elite, which is right," Wu Mian said coldly.


    Vaguely, Chu Zhixi felt that his brother was wearing black sunglasses on his face.


    "Their duties include protecting federal judges, witness protection programs, chasing interstate criminals, escorting prisoners, and so on."


    "Why are you so familiar with them?"


    "If we leave late for a while, we will either face the FBI or US Marshal. We will know ourselves and the enemy and win every battle."


    “……”


    Wu Mian was silent until they took off their masks and threw them into the air.


    "Brother, why is usmarshal here?"


    "Ha ha." Wu Mian smiled, "silly girl, do you think they are the same as us?"


    "Hmm? What''s the difference? I think the diary written by the quarantined people is normal and the conditions are good." Chu Zhixi asked suspiciously.


    "There''s nothing wrong," Wu Mian said. "Once there''s any problem, usmarshal will shoot. Do you guess they''ll shoot?"


    "..." Chu Zhixi suddenly understood why the elite troops such as US Marshal were guarding outside.


    "But it''s useless." Wu mianchen said lazily, "e-cigarette pneumonia has been popular for many months. I''m afraid it''s rotten to the bone. Even the earliest virus has poor toxicity to Caucasians, but it can''t stand RNA virus mutation."


    "Not to..." Chu Zhixi said in a lower voice.


    During this time, she also had her own thoughts, e-cigarette pneumonia, a column opened by New England magazine, her brother''s expression at that time, everything seemed to point to something.


    The laboratory leak in Maryland looks insignificant, but all network data have been deleted. Coupled with the strange e-cigarette pneumonia, so many scholars swear that it is only caused by e-cigarette, coupled with strange symptoms.


    Now it seems that so many absurd things have been explained, including the first batch of evacuees being guarded by US Marshal during isolation.


    Chu Zhixi stared at Wu Mian in a daze. Wu Mian looked out of the window. The traffic flow outside the window was sparse, and only the vehicles that maintained the basic operation of the city were passing by.


    Today, all houses and communities in Tianhe City are under closed management.


    The city is disinfected twice a day, and the sound of huge machines is becoming louder and louder. The roar is deafening in my ears.


    And today, there are patients discharged from the shelter hospital, which is the most important thing Wu Mian thinks.


    Facts have proved that the shelter hospital is feasible.


    Before that, there had never been such a wide range of isolation measures in China. There was an essential difference between the isolation when Mordor hepatitis A was popular and now.


    No one knew whether it was OK. The dark road was just crossed out. Wu Mian saw a light in front.


    With concerted efforts, the whole country was pressed the pause button to resist a disaster rarely encountered in the century.


    "It''s not easy. On February 2, it was determined that the new pneumonia virus had no fatal mutation for the time being, and now the first batch of patients have been discharged from the hospital." Wu Mian said softly, like talking to Chu Zhixi or muttering to himself.


    "I watched the video and the patients were happy! I also took pictures with the medical staff in the shelter."


    "Keep it. Looking back in the future, it''s all valuable memories." Wu Mian sighed. "If a patient turns negative, it can be proved. It''s really not good for colleges and universities to start reconstruction. If Tianhe invests in all large venues and schools together, I don''t believe it can''t be smashed out."


    "Brother, you are very nervous." Chu Zhixi smiled.


    "Can you not be nervous?" Wu Mian sighed. "The old headmaster probably hasn''t slept for a long time. He stared at all kinds of data for fear of virus mutation, stampede and... There are thousands of things to be afraid of."


    "But I''ll see you later."


    "That''s right." Wu Mian smiled and was very happy. "Zhong''s team research shows that the longest incubation period of the virus is 24 days, and the median incubation period is only 3 days. The mortality rate is lower than that of s virus, which is really a perfect virus."


    "Do you expect to mutate?"


    "Sure." Wu Mian said firmly, "now is a fleeting opportunity. If you really want to wait for variation, everything can''t be reversed. You can only fight quietly."


    "Really, let you say so, how do you feel that we are particularly lucky in China?" Chu Zhixi smiled.


    "People must help themselves, and then heaven helps." Wu Mian said, "heaven is healthy, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. These old sayings are always good and reasonable. But as it is said, no one is sure until the turning point."


    "Zhong Lao''s team is expected to reach the peak at the end of February, and then slowly decline. What do you think?"


    "It''s about this time," Wu Mian said. "I''ve done my best. If this doesn''t work, it will prove that the end of the world has come."


    Chu Zhixi sticks out his tongue. He is naughty and cute.


    So far, 1716 medical workers across the country have been diagnosed with new pneumonia.


    In the front line of fighting the virus, medical workers have paid a great price.


    Then it was this day. In Wu Mian''s view, the situation had taken a turn for the better.


    Even if there is only one trace, it is also a turning point. Tianhe City, which is about to be destroyed by dark clouds, began to support with the arrival of a number of medical teams. Then a big counterattack is imminent.


    Perhaps different from the war filled with gunsmoke, this change moistens things silently, and the reversal can not be seen from the perspective of God of later people.


    But the same thing as war is to win. It''s not that you won''t make a mistake, but who makes fewer mistakes.


    Hard as it is,


    Suffering every day,


    But Wu Mian finally began to believe today that the day of victory will come.