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Ho ho!

Three ordinary spore men rushed over.

Before Brother Wolf had time to take action, a dozen wolf-like players had already rushed forward and beat them into a pulp.

He pushed the ajar door of the deputy director's office and found that there seemed to be some obstacle behind the door.

"let me."

The player holding a huge battle ax leaned against the office door with his shoulder, and then exerted force on his whole body's prosthetic muscles.

Snapped!
  The door fell down, along with the burly player.

The already scarred door was completely damaged by this heavy impact.

The strong player raised his head and looked around cautiously.

It's a horrible scene here.

The walls are covered with clinging Ganoderma lucidum, with dried mycelium dragging browned shreds of paper.

There were some bullet holes here and there, and even closer, there were two Sporemen lying on the overturned desk.

Only half of their skulls are left, and they have been dead for a long time.

"What's going on?" He got up.

Brother Lang noticed that the obstacle behind the door was just a spore man's corpse, a mixture of unknown rotten flesh and gravel.

He looked around and saw a body at the end of the office.

All the spore people rushed towards it, and were shot for the second time on the way.

There is a nameplate on the work clothes that says deputy supervisor.

Next to his left hand was a pistol, an empty magazine, and two bullets that had not yet been pressed into the magazine.

It did not give up resistance during its lifetime and fought until the last moment.

Until a larger spore man giant bit its shoulder - even so, it had already killed the attacker with its pistol.

Ho ho!

Feeling the approach of a living creature, it opened its eyes and stretched out its hand towards Brother Wolf with half of its body.

ho-

The corpse of the Spore Man Giant Mac placed all the weight on its lower body, so it could not move.

"You were brave when you were alive," the strong man player also understood the situation, "It's better to lie down when you die."

The giant battle ax swung down, ending the life of the spore man transformed by the deputy director.

Brother Wolf thought about the situation.

……

There were knocks on the door again and again outside the office.

"It's rest time now. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it at work in the afternoon." Although the deputy supervisor said this, he was actually still immersed in writing a work summary.

He doesn't like to be disturbed.

The knocking on the door continued, and there was a rapid siren outside the door.

The deputy director took it for granted that it was a drill.

Drills, while necessary, are certainly annoying.

"Please come in." He found that the knocking on the door had not stopped.

Who is so rude? Anyway, what's the point of knocking on the door all the time?

The deputy director put down his pen.

He pressed a button and the office door opened automatically.

The siren outside came through, shrill and scary.

A staff member stumbled in, looking like his throat was full of bloody grass strands.

"What's wrong?" The deputy director stood up hurriedly.

What's going on here?
  Choked while eating? Or was he actually eaten some indigestible fodder as a prank?
  The staff member couldn't say a word and just fell to the ground helplessly.

The deputy director quickly opened the terminal on his wrist and called the health station in the manor area.

There was no response from the health station for five seconds, and the staff in front of me curled up in pain.

He cursed secretly. Could it be that people from the health station also participated in the exercise? No one is answering the emergency call now, right?
  The deputy supervisor made a prompt decision and prepared to perform simple and rough treatment on the injured man's throat.

"Lie on your side! Lie on your side! Let me help you take it out."

The wounded seemed to have lost their consciousness in pain and could only struggle unconsciously.

Ho ho!

There was a strange scream outside the office.

He just looked outside and didn't find anything wrong.

We'll talk about the strange screams later. The top priority is to reduce the pain of the injured and stabilize his emotions.

Ho ho!

The deputy supervisor raised his head and saw a staff member staggering over. He suddenly seemed to be vomiting, and a large ball of grass-like stuff came out of his mouth.

No, that's more like - mycelium?
  ho-

The staff member rushed over, his eyes scarlet. The deputy director hurriedly dodged and drew the pistol from his waist.

He had long been separated from the frontline combat due to illness, and had become a civilian who had only participated in basic training for the past ten years.

The once strong muscles had slackened, and the scars of former honor had turned into useless fat scars; but at least he remembered how to shoot.

"I'm warning you!" The deputy director held a pistol in both hands and pointed it at the weirdo and yelled, "According to the Brotherhood's regulations, the exercise period is regarded as wartime and abides by wartime regulations! I have the authority to shoot you to death directly!"

Ho ho!

The weirdo still pounced on him.

boom!Boom!

One bullet penetrated the office door, and the remaining two killed the weirdo.

It's all very strange, very strange.

The deputy director's mind was in a mess.

What the hell is going on?

The wounded man lying on the ground seemed to have something in his mouth...

ho ho-

The wounded man raised his head and stood up with uncoordinated limbs.

In the red eyes, a thick hyphae stretched out like a worm.

The deputy director felt a chill.

He didn't hesitate and shot immediately.

boom!
  "Something big has happened, something big must have happened." The deputy director said to himself.

He listened to the sirens outside and realized that this was probably not a drill.

As soon as I hurriedly opened the emergency kit, a strange sound of ho ho came from outside the office.

Two spore men rushed in.

"what!"

The deputy director overturned his desk and saw the two spore men clawing at him from the upper body.

Aim for one of them's head, bam!

And then another.

boom!
  The distance of about three meters is close to a fixed target. If he could still miss, he would not have entered the battle queue many years ago.

How many of these are out there?
  What caused it?
  ho ho!ho ho!
  A large group of spores, attracted by the sound of gunfire, rushed toward the office.

The deputy director opened the emergency kit, took out a grenade, pulled the latch and threw it out.

The grenade bounced against the door and rolled out of the office as he expected.

He covered his ears to reduce the impact of the explosion.

boom!
  Large pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere, splattering from the outside onto the wall facing the door.

I also brought a lot of office paper.

"Close the door! I want to close the door!"

He did what he said, but before he could rush to the door, there was another strange scream outside the office.

The deputy director banged the door hard, and a spore man's head squeezed out from the crack in the door.

He pulled the trigger of his pistol.

boom!
  The deputy director was prepared for the worst.

He removed the magazine from his pistol and loaded it with a new one he had kept in his emergency kit.

A huge force came.

The spore people swarmed.

The deputy director couldn't stop it anymore.

He moved away from the damaged door, kicked down another desk, leaving himself a little fighting space, and almost instinctively shot at the approaching spores.

A spore man rushed towards him and fell down.

Another spore man rushed over and fell down.

Until a giant spore man carried the impact of the bullet, threw him down, and bit his neck.

"what--"

The deputy director screamed and poured the remaining pistol bullets into the body of the spore man.

His left hand trembled and reached for the two bullets that fell out of the emergency box in the chaos, but all his strength had left him along with the gushing blood.

The shrill sirens have not stopped.

This chaos did not disappear until no one was alive in the manor area.

……

"Key." Brother Lang groped for the deputy director's body covered with mycelium.

Where is the key to the security door?
  He found it.

Brother Wolf stood up, turned around, grabbed the key and walked out. (End of chapter)