The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 203 Freemasonry overturns again

On the European continent, a horrific conflict is taking place in a small Freemasonry base.

An officer wearing a black modern military combat uniform directed the soldiers to the wall and shouted into the communicator:

"Quick! Let the headquarters send reinforcements."

"Experimental Subject 42 is attacking our walls."

"He's close to breaking through, and once he breaks through our walls, we're dead."

Just as the officer called for reinforcements, a figure wearing a black and red leather jacket jumped onto the wall more than ten meters high.

He looked at all the soldiers inside the wall with blood-red eyes with hatred. The original position of his arms had turned into a pair of sharp and strange black claws covered with carapace.

And the moment he climbed onto the wall, the black figure rushed to a soldier not far away at an extremely fast speed. The black claws on his right arm turned into a black light and directly hit the soldier. A soldier wearing a black bulletproof combat uniform was torn into several pieces.

Blood overflowed and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Then, amid the soldier's shrill screams, dozens of black tentacles as thick as blood vessels protruded from the arms of Subject No. 42.

The black tentacles wrapped around the soldier on the ground at an extremely fast speed, inserted all of them into his body, and devoured the soldier's flesh, bones and other body tissues in a few seconds, leaving only A set of blood-stained combat uniforms was thrown to the ground casually by him.

Seeing this scene, the commanding officer who was standing a few hundred meters away from him turned green with fright. Such a way of death is more terrifying than being swallowed by zombies. He hastily put down the communicator in his hand and shouted at the soldiers :

"Shoot, shoot!"

"As for the rocket launcher and the heavy machine gun, take them out, if you don't want to die, kill him quickly!"

Following the officer's order, the soldiers who were also frightened immediately picked up their weapons and began to fire violently. They were all trained elite soldiers with excellent marksmanship.

In just a split second, countless bullets hit the experimental subject's body.

However, what the soldiers did not expect was that although the experimental subject in the black and red jacket was beaten to pieces by countless bullets, the muscles on his body began to squirm continuously when he was hit, and it only took a few seconds. He spat out all the bullets that had been shot into his body and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seemed that ordinary bullet attacks were just tickling for him.

However, the experimental subject only stayed on the wall for a second or two before he discovered his target. He tightened his legs and exerted force on his soles, which directly shattered the surface of the concrete under his feet.

Then, at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, he used his sharp claws to tear apart the two or three soldiers blocking him in an instant, and appeared at the position on the wall controlling the gate of the base.

And the moment he appeared, those hands that looked like monster claws turned into hundreds of black vein-like tentacles, which spread out and shot out, killing the soldiers guarding the gate together with their commanders. , all wrapped in black tentacles.

Then, Experimental Subject No. 42 allowed the bullets of other soldiers to hit him, looked at the soldiers under the wall who shot at him without mercy, and then walked into a sealed room.

The guys wrapped in the tentacles all wailed in horror and despair, turning into flesh and blood and integrating into the body of the experimental subject.

When the commanding officer standing at a high place saw this scene, he immediately understood the purpose of Experiment 42. He shouted to the soldiers with a hint of horror:
"Stop him quickly, he is going to open the gate to the base."

However, the experimental subject was obviously faster than the commanding officer's order. He absorbed the memory of the officer guarding the base gate and figured out the gate password of the experimental base. After entering the vacant room, he immediately used his fastest speed to Opened the door to the base.

As the huge base door was opened, a large number of zombies crowded together behind the door were immediately revealed.

There are ordinary zombies, mutated zombies, and even many special zombies that have been enhanced and mutated.

Facing the opened base gate, these zombies still stood there blankly, not attracted by the smell of blood in the base. As if they were not interested in the human flesh and blood in the base, they still lingered on the outside of the wall.

This was originally because the Freemasons used their own control methods to attract a large number of zombies. While using them as experimental materials, they could also use their huge numbers to protect the base. Before the control was released, these zombies would not attack the experimental base. attack.

However, this guy called Experimental Subject No. 42 is the only successful experimental subject to escape from Dr. Manhattan's laboratory. He is also the only one who has successfully accommodated the genes of alien life and survived after being transformed by genetic fusion. Humanity.

Not only does he have a perverted level of powerful vitality, he can slowly recover even if there is only a piece of flesh left. He can also change the shape of his body at will and use physical strength beyond human limits.

It can even directly swallow other people's flesh and blood to repair its own damage, and swallow other people's brains to peek into other people's memories.

This was originally Dr. Manhattan's ideal life state, but now it has created a terrible enemy for the Freemasons.

As a human with alien life cells, Experimental Subject No. 42 naturally has the ability to naturally suppress all zombie monsters, and can use his own spirit to control all zombies within a few kilometers.

His level of control is much more powerful than the rough methods of Freemasonry that use human technology to simulate.

But now, these zombies, which were used as protective barriers by the Freemasons, have instead become a cage of despair for them. Subject No. 42 raised his head and looked at the commanding officer standing high up, ignoring the bullets hitting him, opening his mouth to reveal his bloodshot sharp teeth, and said in a hateful tone:
"You Masonic bastards, I'm not your test subject. My name is Alex."

"I'm your nightmare."

"All Masonic scum must die."

As Alex roared, an invisible wave spread from him, and then connected to all the zombie monsters within a few kilometers around him.

The moment they were connected, all the zombies within a few kilometers let out a terrifying roar, and then rushed towards the base gate as if they had received some order.

Look at the Freemasons who approach the gates of the base, fight desperately to no avail, and then are engulfed by an endless wave of zombies.

A happy smile appeared on Alex's face, and he laughed and said:

"You are finished, they are here to take revenge."

"You have destroyed the world, now it is their turn to destroy you."

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A few hours later, Dr. Manhattan at the European Freemasonry headquarters received a report from his subordinates.

Another experimental base was destroyed by Experimental Subject No. 42. So far, there have been four Masonic bases, and nearly 5000 people have died at the hands of this Experimental Subject.

But now, they have nothing to do with this terrifying monster.

Putting aside his monster-like physical fitness, near-immortal body, and intelligence above normal human levels.

What troubles the top leaders of the Freemasonry the most is that this experimental subject has the ability to devour other people's bodies and pry into other people's memories.

As long as he catches a senior member with a high enough status, the secrets of Freemasonry will appear in front of him without any cover.

What makes Dr. Manhattan most proud and fearful is that after incorporating the genes of alien life, Experimental Subject No. 42 also has the ability to continuously evolve and adapt to the environment.

It had only been three months since he had just escaped from the laboratory and was difficult to deal with even ordinary guards, to now being able to destroy an experimental base with thousands of soldiers.

If this enemy of Freemasonry is allowed to continue to grow, it is unimaginable how much damage he will cause to the entire Freemasonry.

Thinking of this, Dr. Manhattan said to his deputy in an emotionless voice:

"Pruit, prepare the staff, we are going to restart the gene fusion experiment."

As Dr. Manhattan's deputy, Pruitt is also a senior member of the Freemasonry. After hearing Dr. Manhattan's order, Pruitt couldn't help but said hesitantly:
"Doctor, in the last gene fusion experiment, we conducted tens of thousands of experiments. In the end, only subject No. 42 survived, and became our enemy."

"The pain caused by the alien gene fusion experiment to the experimental subjects is too intense. Even if it succeeds again, there is a high chance that it will create an enemy for us again."

Dr. Manhattan frowned upon hearing this, looked at his deputy with cold eyes, and said:

"Pruit, as the creator, I know the capabilities of this experimental subject better than you do."

"Ordinary soldiers and weapons cannot deal with him at all. As time goes by, he will only become stronger and stronger, and become more and more out of our control."

"If we don't create an experimental body of the same level as soon as possible to deal with him, our Freemasonry will be torn apart by this monster bit by bit."

Even when it comes to the destruction of Freemasonry, Manhattan's tone changes little.

"Don't take chances, Pruitt. I can tell you responsibly that the longer time passes, the smaller our chances of winning will be."

"If he is not stopped, in the end, this experimental subject will even be able to control all the zombies in the world and become the emperor of the zombies."

"We can't gamble on the probability of failure."

As he spoke, Dr. Manhattan set his sights on the Freemasons who were working loyally in the laboratory, and said in an emotionless voice:

"Since we can't control those foreign experimental materials and can't be sure whether they can be used by us, let our own people do it, and use the most loyal people to do it."

"Once we fully master this genetic fusion technology, all of us will be able to evolve into gods."

(End of this chapter)