Chapter 64: The Missing Plane and the Rifle
Zombies are approaching nearby, while Javier's men are suppressing the enemy with firepower from afar.
For a moment, everyone was beaten so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads.
Fortunately, there are some concrete walls and trucks that can serve as shelter.
However, bullets from the DShK heavy machine gun continued to hit the bunkers where everyone was hiding.
The huge sound of bullets hitting bunkers and the splashing smoke and dust seriously interfered with everyone's senses.
Just like when a bullet grazes your ear, your vision suddenly goes black.
This is what happens when you feel death, and adrenaline stimulates your nerves.
This is the so-called "fire suppression" effect.
It seemed that the concrete bricks were about to be broken through.
With his super high reaction speed, Yang Ren leaned out of the cover slightly, aimed at the machine gunner's head, and pulled the trigger.
A distance of nearly 100 meters is still a bit far for a pistol.
Ding!
A 9mm pistol bullet accurately hit the machine gunner's helmet, penetrated the helmet and shot into his forehead, knocking the helmet away.
The machine gunner's body immediately went limp.
As soon as the heavy machine guns stopped firing, the soldiers immediately began to fight back.
At this time, the combat qualities of the special forces were fully demonstrated.
But with just a few bursts of fire, Javier's men were wiped out.
Then came this group of zombies that looked neither human nor ghost.
Fortunately, there are no advanced BOWs mixed in with these zombies, otherwise it would be hard to say who would win or lose in this round of fight.
After clearing out all the zombies, everyone began to check the ammunition.
Without reinforcements and supplies, everyone is running low on bullets.
The rifles generally only had 1-2 magazines left, and the light machine guns were almost out of bullets.
If this continues, everyone will have to use pistols.
"Why the hell hasn't the support arrived yet?!"
Klausa was also very upset.
The speed at which this support comes is even slower than that of a damn wheelchair!
Are those military people full of shit?!
The rifleman in the rear who was shot five or six meters away by the heavy machine gun had already gone to see Jesus.
The huge machine gun bullet was still lodged in the lining of his bulletproof vest.
Krauser stripped off his dog tags and smeared his eyes.
Afterwards, the group arrived at the door of the central building of the base.
The gate was locked and the wall still couldn't be climbed over.
The explosives were used up, so they had no choice but to find another entrance.
Fortunately, there was a passage leading to the underground building, and miraculously it was not locked.
Everyone pushed the door open and entered, revealing a dark dungeon below.
The tactical flashlight on the gun was turned on, and on both sides were imprisoned zombie soldiers of the [Holy Snake] organization.
It seems that he tried to resist Javier, but was injected with the virus by Javier.
However, there seems to be no way forward.
"There must be another way..."
Manuela said weakly.
Sure enough, at the end of the passage, there was a golden [Holy Snake] logo on the wall.
After pressing the icon, the wall moves away, revealing a secret room behind the wall.
“I…fuck…!”
Seeing the scene in the secret room, everyone exclaimed in unison.
This secret room is full of corpses!
Most of these corpses have become skeletons, and even have some flesh and blood attached to them.
The walls and ceiling were covered in blood red, like a fungal carpet made of flesh and tendons, emitting a foul odor.
"vomit…"
Claire and Manuela were the first to hold back their retching.
The smell is really like a pile of corpses rotting for several months.
"These...are all Javier's victims...!"
Leon said, holding his nose.
A rough count revealed that there were at least dozens of visible corpses!
The crowd continued to move forward for a distance despite the unpleasant smell, and vaguely heard someone breathing.
After turning a corner, hanging on the wall were the planes and riflemen that had been scattered by the water.
The limbs of both men were wrapped in something like a bloody fungus blanket, with only their heads and torsos exposed.
And there was a lot of mucus dripping from their bodies.
"Tom! Dick!"
As the soldiers exclaimed, Yang Ren and Claire immediately rushed forward, drew their daggers and tried to rescue the two men.
Flight attendant Tom seemed to be still conscious, but the rifleman next to him named Dick was still in a coma.
"It's too late..."
Seeing his comrades rushing over, Flight Tom said with his dying breath.
As he spoke, it seemed as if something was... crawling under his skin.
"Hold on, we'll get you down right away!"
The seemingly sharp dagger cut into the bloody fungal carpet, but it was unable to cut it through.
"Ryan...I'm here to keep...you company!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Tom's abdomen suddenly began to swell as he screamed in pain.
It seems like something is about to come out from inside!
Yang Ren immediately pulled Claire back, hugged her tightly and covered her eyes.
"Don't look!"
Following the sound of flesh exploding, the world suddenly became quiet for a moment.
“Holy jesus fucking christ…!”
"What the hell is this! Get out of here!"
"Tom! Tom!"
Yang Ren only heard the soldiers behind him suddenly start yelling and making a mess.
The hand covering Claire's eyes still did not move away.
But he could also clearly feel that Claire's petite body in front of him was shaking uncontrollably.
The soft little hands also tightly grasped his windbreaker, twisting it into a ball.
Turning his head slightly, Yang Ren could already imagine how uncomfortable the scene was.
as predicted.
The walls and Tom's body were all crawling with mutated ants.
And each one is as big as a whole thumb.
It was far more disgusting than the big fluttering moths I had seen at the Antarctic base.
Anyone who witnessed this scene will probably live with severe psychological trauma for the rest of their lives.
After those mutant ants broke out of the body, some of them directly began to eat Tom's corpse.
The other part attacked the soldiers who were closer.
Suddenly, there was another burst of gunfire in the secret room.
The soldiers' shouting and cursing continued.
In the panic, some people even started running around.
Darren didn't want to let the rifleman named Dick suffer the same pain.
After making up his mind, he pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his head.
"I'm sorry, man..."
The gunshot rang out, and poor Dick was freed from his coma painlessly.
(References to horror movies: The Mist, Alien)
Mutated ants continued to emerge from every corner of the secret room.
Yang Ren put on the hoods of their windbreakers, bent down, and pulled Claire towards the exit of the secret room.
Soon, at the other end of the secret room, they found a wall with the same [Holy Snake] logo.
The moment the door opened, the two of them almost flew out and hit the wall.
The soldiers at the rear soon followed suit, crawling out.
"He He…"
After leaving the secret room, Claire stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence.
His hands were still tightly grasping Yang Ren's windbreaker, his head buried in Yang Ren's chest, his body trembling slightly.
Like a frightened bird.
"We...were unable to save him..."
Yang Ren hugged Claire tightly and patted her back gently to comfort her.
"It's okay... It's okay..."
"If you don't try to save a life..."
"That won't protect anything..."
Even though they were hugging each other, the suffocating heaviness in their chests did not ease at all.
Their breathing was still rapid and their heartbeats were as fast as wild horses.
It's not ambiguity, nor is it an evil plan that has succeeded, but it's a real feeling of tension and discomfort.
Elliot, who was standing by, was thoughtful when he heard this.