Since the situation on the ground was clearly beyond his control, Robert did not intend to show himself.
He planned to retreat.
He misses Sam.
But just then, another loud explosion came from inside the research institute.
It's clear someone inside is trying to blow open some doors...
"What is the purpose of these people?" Robert removed the scope from his rifle and used it as a telescope so he could see more clearly.
But the next second he saw a soldier in front of the research institute suddenly turn his gun around, hiding it while pointing it in his direction.
In a flash.
The other soldiers immediately pointed their guns at it as well.
It's been discovered!
Robert remembered Sam was still waiting for him in the car, and in a moment of panic, he immediately...
He immediately stretched out his hands while shouting:
"I surrender! I surrender!"
He was just a disciplined scholar who loved physical exercise, terrified even of facing the Darkseekers head-on. How could he possibly escape from a group of warriors who had "spanned" North America or Europe? Xxs-2
Robert was well aware of his own capabilities.
"Your name, your identity." Robert was led to the entrance of the research institute, where the soldier who came forward to ask questions spoke somewhat broken English.
Robert looked at the national flag on the soldier's chest, feeling a mix of emotions.
On the one hand, he was happy to finally see other survivors, but on the other hand, he felt distressed by the nationalities of the people in front of him.
Would you consider this an intrusion?
Robert muttered to himself.
The soldier in front of him frowned and repeated, "Name, identity."
" Robert Neville," Robert sighed inwardly, pointing to the research institute in front of him, "Was the director of this institute before, responsible for the prevention and treatment of the KV Virus. The rightmost room on the second floor is my office."
"Are you sure?" the soldier asked, somewhat doubtful.
"OK." Robert nodded.
Then he saw a soldier jog quickly into the research institute.
"Wait here."
Seeing that someone seemed to have gone in to report, Robert felt he should be able to go back to see Sam.
These people probably have no ill intentions towards me.
Sure enough, after the soldier went in, there was no movement inside the research institute. Then, a short while later, several people came out.
" Robert?" Zhang Tianyuan sized up the movie star in front of him, recognizing him as the face he remembered.
They are indeed 70-80% similar.
Moreover, he should be the only survivor in New York right now, so his identity should be fine.
"Yes, Robert."
Robert was also observing Zhang Tianyuan and his group.
He discovered that, apart from Zhang Tianyuan, all of these people were white.
This confused Robert even more.
The composition of this group seems to be different from what he imagined?
Who are you? What organization do you belong to?
Robert couldn't help but ask.
Just then, a white man suddenly took off his protective suit, his voice trembling, " Robert, I never expected you to..."
Robert's attention immediately shifted to the white man with large dark circles under his eyes. He carefully examined the man's features and hesitated before asking, "Do we know each other?"
He felt the person looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
The white man slowly said, "I was one of the supporters of the decision to appoint you to be in charge of combating the KV Virus; at the time, I was the Secretary of Health and Human Services."
Robert seemed to be electrocuted, staring incredulously at the Minister of Health, and sure enough, the two faces slowly overlapped.
It really is the same person!
He quickly looked at the other white people.
At this moment, Otis and the others slowly removed their protective suits, revealing their complete faces.
Robert recognized them one by one, from near to far.
Director of the Health Bureau, Director of the Disease Control Center...
besides,
"Mr. Otis!?"
When faced with that face, Robert's mind was in turmoil, like a lump of tangled clay.
He clutched his head in his hands, momentarily at a loss for words to express his emotions; he was emotionally distraught.
"You're still alive..."
"And why are you here?"
As Robert said this, he glanced at Zhang Tianyuan, the unspoken question being: why are you with people from other countries...?
Working with people from other countries to blow up their own country's Mutavore research institute?
This is even more surreal than Zhang Tianyuan and his team landing in New York.
Robert had already sensed something unusual.
They were practically asking, "Have you betrayed your country?"
Otis responded with an awkward smile, while the others turned their heads away.
Suddenly, Zhang Tianyuan smiled and extended his hand to Robert.
They just blew up the archives in the building, but things aren't going too well; the security level of this godforsaken place is terrible.
It was much higher than they had imagined.
This former institute director should be able to offer them some assistance.
Robert's face stiffened when he faced Zhang Tianyuan, a complete stranger. He seemed like an introvert, unsure of what expressions or gestures he should make to appear natural.
After living alone in New York for over a year, his social skills have severely deteriorated.
"Actually, we didn't come here on the orders of any particular country; we're not even from your time."
We come from the Parallel Spacetime Mutual Aid Society, an organization that transcends multiple timelines, upholding the principles of unity, mutual assistance, and overcoming difficulties together across different timelines.
As Zhang Tianyuan spoke, he asked the soldier next to him to bring a brochure for Robert to see.
This was prepared before the mission, since their mission was overseas, and explaining it would be quite difficult.
Robert took the brochure but didn't open it. Instead, he looked at Zhang Tianyuan and the others from Otis with a blank expression. He took a step back, his hands and feet moving a little uncoordinated.
He had just started to regain his social skills, but Zhang Tianyuan's words completely threw him off balance.
Are you guys really not kidding me?
"Of course not. After learning of the disaster in your world, our Mutual Aid Society immediately organized personnel to come to your time and space to carry out rescue operations."
"Those standing before you are aid workers from another time and space..."
Listening to Zhang Tianyuan's words, Robert glanced again at the group of soldiers next to him who occupied all the tactical positions.
This situation made it difficult for him to believe Zhang Tianyuan's words...
Zhang Tianyuan coughed twice. "Last month, we rescued a large number of survivors from Antarctica. Even now, three fleets from our Mutual Aid Society are still active in Antarctica, continuing to rescue scientific researchers stranded there."
Robert's interest was piqued, and he began to inquire about Antarctica.
It wasn't until Zhang Tianyuan spoke that he remembered Antarctica was indeed a natural haven for Mutavore.
Taking the opportunity, Zhang Tianyuan recounted the events that had occurred in Antarctica, though selectively.
Otis and others also vouched for the good deeds the Mutual Aid Society do in Antarctica.
"Actually, it's not just Antarctica; there are unexpected survivors in many places around the world, such as the International Space Station, where three astronauts are still stranded."
"Our next goal is to get them back to Earth safely..."