Marvel’s Death Merchant

In front of the base of the Human Resistance Army, in the roar of artillery shells, a large number of hunters and zombies began to charge towards the camp, and tens of thousands of dangerous mutant creatures swarmed towards the tide. The target was only this small human resistance. Military camp.

"Soldiers, fire!" Corporal Mike shouted to the soldiers around him. And he also started to raise the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger. The bullet spewed out with flames and shot into the dense crowd. "Soldiers! Let this group of monsters taste the bullets! Give them relief." Now the soldiers across the line started firing, shooting out all the bullets in the gun.

"Go to death! For the rest!" Those almost indiscriminately fired and said these words. Tanks and armored vehicles also started firing outside the camp, and anti-aircraft machine guns on the turret were firing continuously. The speed of the tanks and hunters was also blocked, and they were not as fast as before.

With the heavy firepower in the camp and the fire net made up of various firearms, the zombies' footsteps can only stop at a distance of 400 meters from the camp, and they must not advance. If it is an ordinary army, they should have retreated, but the soldiers In front of him were zombies without any feeling or fear. In fact, they are not human anymore, and the term monster should be the most appropriate. Especially mutant hunters or tanks, different virus creatures started to gather.

The torn corpse of the fallen zombies accumulated on the ground, and slowly turned into a small mountain bag. But the remaining infected still slammed on the corpse toward the camp. In the camp, a tiny explosion occurred in a small bucket of water that the soldiers drank. The sound of the explosion was very small, so small that the soldiers who were drinking water did not feel it. A colorless but viscous liquid. It was slowly released and dissolved in water ...

"What's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly?" Said a soldier, looking at his companion standing next to him. "No ... I just think ... it's disgusting ..." After the man finished speaking, holding the wall next to him began to retaliate. "I said, would you like to go to the battlefield hospital?" "No ... don't ... if I go, who will command our artillery squad? I can't leave my army." The man was still very firm, Suddenly he vomited violently, but his vomit turned out to be blood! When his companion saw that he had vomited blood, he could not help but go to the battlefield hospital.

"Medical officer! Medic officer!" The man began to cry out loud outside the tent. "What's wrong?" A man in a white coat rushed out. "Rescue my brother, he vomited blood!" "Hurry up ... take him in!" The man's eyes began to turn white, the corners of his mouth began to spit out foam, and his body continued to twitch. Scary. "Did he eat something?" The medical officer asked. "No, we all eat the same thing. If the food is poisonous, then everyone in our army should have responded! Isn't it ..." The person seemed to suddenly think of something.

"What is it? What is it?" The medical officer said loudly, "It's water! He just said he wanted to drink some saliva, and then went ... this problem appeared shortly after ..." Lying in the position hospital just after finishing talking The man on the bed, he skimmed and stopped breathing.

"Philip! Philip!" The man shook his body constantly to try to wake him up, but still to no avail. "You didn't say you wouldn't leave them dead! Didn't you? You wake up!" The man said in tears. The medics on the side are always thinking about something. "Water?" The medical officer said to himself. "Yes!" After saying that the military medic thought something, he picked up a walkie-talkie on the table. "Hey ... this is the battlefield hospital, there is an emergency to report ..." While the medical officer was reporting this to his superior, the man who had been out of bed in the bed had sat up miraculously, and the friend next to him Surprised and happy. He punched him in the shoulder and said. "I knew you were a tough boy!" And hugged him after he said it.

And the man who sat up, his eyes were dilated, his skin was white, and he was still making a low roar. This ... this is a zombie, and the man took a bite on the neck of the person hugging him. Instantly, a big hole was bitten on his neck, and blood spewed from his wound.

"What's wrong?" The medic looked back and saw the **** scene. "Pop ..." The walkie-talkie in the medic's hand slipped to the ground. A clear impact sounded. "Roar!" The man who was already infected looked sharply at the medic standing in front of him. His eyes were full of killings.

Dr. Jack was lying on the bed, looking at the tent around the tent, "I'm all right, why don't you let me go back to the institute?"

Suddenly a scream came from outside the tent. "What's wrong?" Dr. Jack picked up a pistol hidden under the pillow.

He poked his head out, and found that the surrounding environment was very quiet, and no one was shouting or moving. "Is someone prank?" Dr. Jack shrugged, preparing to return to his tent, and suddenly he found There is a bloodstain not far away.

"Huh?" Dr. Jack put his pistol on the boring, he walked gently, Dr. Jack sighed badly, and then he stepped back slowly, ready to report the situation to his superior ~ www.readwn.com ~ But when Jack turned back, he was really startled. Two zombies in military uniform stood in front of him and yelled at him continuously.

"Fack!" Dr. Jack seemed to feel that the situation he was in was bad for himself. He raised his pistol, as if the two zombies rushed at the same time.

Jack shot decisively and hit one of the zombies. But another zombie shot down the pistol in Doctor Jack's hand and put him to the ground.

"Finished? Am I going to die here today?" Jack now seemed to be facing death, and Jack closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Bang ..." With a shot, Jack felt the pressure on his body be gone. He opened his eyes and the zombie's head was opened wide by a bullet.

"I said Jack, wouldn't you just give up so easily?"

"Huh?" Jack stood up and looked at the four people standing in front of him. He said, "Cut, how could I lose if my injury is not complete yet?" In fact, he was still very happy. Otherwise, they might have hung up on their own. (To be continued.)