Marvel’s Death Merchant

Ordinary people may be bitten at the first encounter with zombies, but their bodies are much stronger than in the past. The mutant squad is much stronger than the past, plus several times of experience in fighting zombies. Despite the loss of rationality, the instinctual battle It makes him more comfortable with zombies.

Victor lifted his knee and pressed his head against the abdomen severely, this time the body arched, so as to make a little space with this zombie, the body squatted down a little, kicked in the original position, this zombie was completely He bowed and stepped back unsteadily. His clenched hands only tore apart a few pieces of tight-fitting sports clothing. The claws went straight into the mouth of the zombie's open mouth, and soon fell down weakly, convulsing.

In the short period of time, the remaining four zombies ran towards the mutant squad in four directions. There was a siege trend. Agent No. 0, who was keeping up, was holding a pistol in both hands. The desert eagle was very good and very powerful. Agent Zero ran to one of the zombies, and the small pendant on his clothes jingled along the way. Soon, the zombie noticed Agent Zero and turned towards him.

The next side, Fred, took a deep breath, the stout arm carried the shotgun, and at the moment it flew, the shotgun flew towards the zombie's face like a stick. Huge power, with a faint sound of breaking the wind, the moment when I hit my face, it was like being hit by a hammer. Just hearing a click, my face was slightly sunken in, and my body was beaten by this force. Off the ground, flip a circle in the suspension, and fall towards the side. Fred's stance on rebounding is still very good.

Fred stepped forward and stepped on the zombie on the ground, holding the shotgun with both hands, and inserted the barrel into the head fiercely. The sunken face was damaged again, and the barrel went in through his right eye. The zombie soon stopped, and the black blood flowing out covered the entire face, unable to see clearly. At the same time, the three zombies siege came up. John instinctively aimed at the zombies closest to himself, slowly raised his hand, stepped forward, closer to this zombies, even that one. The zombies opened their mouths full of scarlet mouths. John waved down with a dagger. The sharp point on the top of the dagger penetrated the collarbone and got stuck in it. He took this tone and pulled it aside. The dagger took this Only the zombies smashed the zombies on the other side.

Of course, those soldiers are not theater-seeking. They use bullets to attack and avoid hitting others. In solving the zombies at the door, Victor leaned against the iron curtain made of steel, and his breathing gradually stabilized. Through this door, the scene inside appeared in front of him, most of them were low buildings, scattered all over. With the blood still to dry, there were corpses and pits of various sizes on the road, just like the environment isolated by the iron curtain.

Victor's hunch was correct. This defensive base had become a dead city. The helicopters that flew away yesterday were just to escape from the dead city.

On the side, Fred was tearing a clean cloth from the zombie clothes, while wiping the barrel and smoking the newly lit cigarette. The captain's mood changes naturally in his eyes, so he didn't ask anything. No answer was available even if asked, so he said, "Captain, how do you feel, we have a satellite phone, or give up the task."

Victor nodded and said firmly, "We can't give up, this is a chance given by the boss."

At this time, Frederick, who had been paying attention to the scenery inside the Iron Curtain, suddenly said: "This is an infected defense base, but it does not look like it has been infected for a long time."

"Then we still go in," Agent Zero asked lightly.

"Here we are all here, we must go in, there should be survivors in it. If we can't, we can leave here." Victor answered without thinking.

"Victor is right, Ambrella has given us a lot, and we need to pay attention." Fred nodded approvingly, then watched the big backpack with half of the backpack on his back and continued: "We There is not much food and needs to be supplemented. "

After the survivors walked for a while, at the door of a small supermarket, the captain of the black body leaned in, his assault rifle clinging to his side. After observing for a while, he was sure there were no zombies, and he said, "Safe."

After the soldiers behind heard it, they followed in, and Victor looked at it lightly. The contents were very messy. Several shelves fell to the ground. The wall was stained with blood, and a palm was stuck against it. The shape of the wall after sliding to the side can even imagine the person's situation at the time.

Victor put the tactical backpack in the middle, and some vegetarian food scattered under his feet made his hands clenched and then released. He faced the two people who were picking food on the ground and calmly said, "Take more meat Food. "

At this time they heard the words of the black captain ~ www.readwn.com ~ They did not expect that it was a survivor with eyes wide open, and they were taken aback by surprise.

The survivor's face was extremely poor, and his body was very thin. When he saw two people running and standing in front of him, the light was much darker. His eyes were turned subconsciously a few times, and the pupils inside were a little scattered and obviously missing. The mouth, which was opened by the water, opened slightly, and there was a very small voice: "Water ... I don't want to die."

After Fred heard it, he ran back and forth, and he had an extra bottle of mineral water in his hand, and handed it to the black captain.

"How's it going?" The black captain put down half of the mineral water. The man's complexion was much better and his consciousness was much clearer. He nodded: "Thank you."

Several people looked at each other, and then cleared the buried lower body debris, and then found that only one leg was exposed inside, and the other leg was completely broken below the knee, and the wound was rotten and there was The pus was ulcerated and the bones were exposed, black.

"You've been here for a few days." Victor frowned. Such an injury, he died without hemorrhagic shock, and has been rotted to such an extent that it can't be achieved in a day or two. This person is lucky.

"I don't want to die ... I don't want to die." The survivor breathed in, a thick sweat bead appeared on his forehead, and kept mumbling in his mouth.

"It's a pity you're done, Agent Zero killed you." Victor said coldly, but this matter was still handled for their safety.

They hadn't finished their words. The man saw Victor's cold face, his face almost twisted, his eyes flashed with madness, and he yelled, "I don't want to die." Unfortunately, it was Agent Zero. Holding a pistol in his hand, aimed at the survivor and fired. (To be continued.)