zombie frenzy

Chapter 158 Zombie Attack

"Head, someone has been here."

A man reached out and touched the shelf, twitched his fingers, and gently blew the dust on it, "It's just a day or two."

"Is it the target person?" The captain bent over to his side, looking at him nervously.

It had been three days since they entered New York City, and two of the ten people were missing. Even though they were wearing alloy mechs, casualties were still unavoidable, which made their actions more and more cautious.

The black mecha is not as thick and heavy as the previous ones, it is so thin that it almost doesn't exist.

They all chose lightweight mechas, all they wanted was its mobility, and they didn't pay much attention to defense. After all, they were usually active in the base camp. It's over, but they didn't expect that a simple mission was forced to chase them to New York, which made them regret it.

Fortunately, before going out, they knew that they had to track down the zombies, so they specially brought a lot of equipment. This is why they have not lost any traces of the other party. However, as time passed, their tracking became more and more difficult. What they could find, It's all traces from a few days ago, and until now, they haven't spotted each other once.

The man took out a metal box from his waist, and after pressing the button, a beam of blue light was projected from the box, and several blurred footprints slowly appeared on the originally empty ground.

The faint light in the glasses on his face flickered, and footprints were projected on the lenses, and they were comparing them quickly.

"It's too blurry." The man shook his head and said, "80.00% is the black man, and the remaining 20.00% cannot be identified."

The few footprints extracted outside the valley are not much clearer than this one. In this case, it is difficult to compare and confirm.

The captain's eyes lit up, "Okay, it should be them."

When he thought about it, a small team of evolutionists was reduced to three people while wearing miniature mechs. He didn't believe that other than the corpse king, there would be other people who could haunt New York.

"Are you sure it happened in a day or two?" The captain asked looking at the empty shelves.

"That's for sure." The man reached out and touched the countertop that he had blown off the dust and said, "Something has been taken away here, and there is very little dust left. If you don't look carefully..."

Before he finished speaking, the captain reached out his hand to stop him, "Just make sure, everyone cheer up, the goal is not far away."

Behind them, several burly men fell to the ground and took the time to rest. At the entrance of the supermarket, the two burly men looked around nervously. When they heard what the captain said, the one sitting on the ground stood up, and the gatekeeper began to back away slowly. go.

"This way." The man lowered his head, and a faint blue light was cast from the metal box, guiding him to follow the vague footprints on the ground and walk all the way to the back door.

"do not move."

The captain who was following him suddenly grabbed him and put his backhand on the hilt of the sword on his back. Several team members dispersed in an instant, dodging left and right.

"What's wrong?" The man was stunned, and looked at the captain with some doubts.

He could see through at a glance in front of him, a few cardboard boxes were discarded randomly and piled up on the ground, the shelves next to it were empty, and a little further was the closed back door. He turned his head to look at the captain suspiciously, frowning.

The captain didn't speak, but slowly clenched the hilt with his fingers, the button was touched, the scabbard snapped apart, and the big sword was slowly raised.

The few team members dodging nearby saw this situation, but they didn't know that the situation was wrong. Even though there was no abnormal figure in front of them, they still held their weapons in their hands, carefully poked their heads out, and carefully searched for possible Target.

Various search methods have been released, infrared, radar, and sound monitoring, but there is nothing on the lens, and the green light is always displayed.

The man stepped back and approached the captain. He wanted to open his mouth, but was stopped by the captain again.

Although he is also an evolutionary, he is not the kind of evolutionary who relies on force to obtain evolutionary liquid. Technical talents, even in the last days, cannot lack their existence. Although the power of an evolutionary has increased rapidly, there are fewer The sixth sense that can only be obtained in life and death.

A feeling of heart palpitations rushed towards him, and the captain's eyes were fixed on those few cardboard boxes.

The surrounding area was empty, and the only place to hide was here. The captain frowned and took a step back slowly.

"Get down."

The cardboard box in front of him suddenly exploded, and a black shadow flew out from inside. The captain shouted hastily, and while dragging the man behind him forcefully, he swung his big sword to meet him.

laugh.

The big sword sank into the shadows without hindrance, and a stream of dirty blood shot out, hitting the top of the mech with a puff of white smoke, burning the surface of the alloy until it creaked.

"what……"

The captain screamed, and the glasses on his face were caught flying, and several bloodstains stretched from under the eyelids to his chin. He had to dodge in time, otherwise his eyes would have disappeared.

"It's a zombie, damn it, a zombie."

"Up, up, up, up."

"Captain, hold on."

Several team members yelled loudly, rushed up quickly, swung their big swords, and formed a series of sword lights.

The captain covered his face, staggered backwards, the big sword was pulled away from Soi Ying's body, and a stream of dirty blood trickled down from the sword.

The black shadow stood there dumbfounded, and when the captain pulled out the sword, the black shadow shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang, with a large puddle of blood flowing out from under his body.

The man panicked and reached out to support the captain, "What's wrong? Captain, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." The captain shook his head and stood up, blinked, reached out to wipe the blood from his eyes, and looked at the monster in front of him angrily.

This is an agile zombie, and with a hastily issued sword, it pierced through its head impartially, passed between its eyes, and killed it with just one blow.

The paw waving over was just the last blow before it died, and it was also the captain's bad luck. If he didn't take care of the man around him, I'm afraid this claw would not fall on his face.

"Damn it, why is it hiding here?"

After carefully checking that there were no zombies nearby, the team members surrounded them and looked at the corpses on the ground in surprise.

"What's wrong? Adam, what happened?"

There was a call from the headset, the captain shook his head and exhaled, bent down to pick up the scratched glasses, put his five fingers together, grabbed it into pieces, and then pressed the button on the headset, "It's okay, what happened? There's a zombie."

He didn't immediately report the weird scene in front of him, but said in a low voice, "It's okay, I was caught a bit, and my glasses are broken."

"Be careful." There was silence in the headset for a while, "I still have two spare pictures here."

"Understood." The captain hung up the call, walked over to provoke the corpse of the zombie with a big sword, and looked at it gloomily.

This scene was too weird. They had never encountered a monster that knew how to hide and attack suddenly. Whenever they found a human breath, they would kill them immediately. This is the normal behavior of zombies.

The captain didn't speak, and danced around the zombie with the tip of his sword, checking how it was different from other monsters.

The man squatted on the ground, took out a few metal boxes, extracted the blood, brains, and some flesh from the monster, and carefully packed them inside.

"Captain, do you want to bandage it?" A member of the team took out the medicine and asked.

"No need, a little injury, hurry up, it's inconvenient to stay here for a long time."

The captain shook his head. The injury was not serious, but it was a bit ugly. He looked at the back door, and the two team members nodded and leaned over carefully.

crunch.

The door was gently pushed open, the team member slowly poked his head out from the side, the light and shadow flickered on the lens, after a while, he retracted and made a safe gesture.

"Walk."

The captain yelled, and took the lead to rush out. Behind him, the man was holding a metal box, and the faint blue light continued to project on the ground, capturing the extremely blurred footprints.

"This way." The man stopped, searched carefully for a while, and found the imprint again more than ten meters away.

The captain raised his head, and there was a long passage in front of him. He made a gesture, and the team members rushed in quickly.

Not far away, a dozen or so zombies were staggering and wandering in a daze, several of them slowly turned their heads to look at this place, and raised their noses to keep sniffing the breath in the air.

"Idiot." The captain muttered in a low voice, bent over and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the passage.

A liquid medicine is sprayed on their mechas, which can effectively cover up the human breath. The only inconvenience is that the liquid medicine does not last for a long time, and it needs to be sprayed again every one or two hours. However, relying on With its existence, the group avoided being discovered by zombies many times.

... three days ago.

The roof of a building in downtown New York.

The aircraft landed slowly, and two evolutionaries rushed out of the cabin quickly, blocking the entrance of the safety stairs, and building a safety area on the roof.

After searching all the way, they lost the trace of the target on the edge of New York. After careful consideration, Anderson divided the troops into two teams. The captain led his team to continue tracking the corpse king, while he established a base camp in the center of New York.

"My lord, Adam was attacked by zombies and his glasses were damaged." The man who had just talked to Adam walked behind Anderson and reported in a low voice.

Anderson didn't speak, and leaned on the guardrail on the edge of the roof with both hands, looking into the distance.

"Look, this is already a paradise for zombies, and humans are hiding around like gophers." He pointed to a few black shadows flashing past in the distance, shaking his head and said.

The man looked up and said indifferently, "There are at least a thousand survivors in New York City. They can only live like this if they can't escape. However, if they can persist until now, I'm afraid their strength is equivalent to evolution." the one."

"You said, is there a chance to recruit them?" Anderson tapped his fingers on the guardrail, but his heart was a little moved.

"grown ups."

The man was stunned, shook his head and said, "Forgive me, my lord, they are too far away from us, and they are extremely scattered. There are mutated zombies everywhere here. Instead of recruiting them, it is better to send people from Europe."

Anderson smiled and put the thought behind him, "You just said that Adam was attacked?"

"Yes, my lord." The man hesitated for a moment before continuing, "From the video he sent, the zombie should be hiding aside, and won't come out until they walk in."

Anderson turned his head suddenly, "What? Did you read it correctly?"

"No, my lord," said the man.

Anderson was silent for a while, "Connect to Europe and report this situation back immediately."

At this moment, his heart was beating very hard.

The corpse king was almost thrown aside by him, and suddenly attacked?hide?Could it be that the mutated zombies here have started to evolve again?

He felt his rights beckoning to him, and vaguely saw the speaker looking at him with a smile. He was standing in the parliament hall, surrounded by wild applause from the members.

(End of this chapter)