Ark Chef Lapland

"Brother Marco, you must wait until I come back, and then set off a big firework for the orangutans."

Both the soldiers of Rhode Island and the militia who just joined know the feasibility of this idea, and it is the only way they can take.

Everyone happily said goodbye to veteran Marco,

It seems that if they did not find that performing this task at all, they were using their lives to gamble.

Ordinary people, especially ordinary people who have just experienced a fierce battle against the beastly infected, have little hope of victory.

The explosion that can eliminate the beast-infected, even if there is time to escape, there is little hope of escape from the affected area.

Even if the first two are successfully accomplished, detonating the body of the infected person will create a strong source stone radiation in an instant.

There is little hope of surviving from lethal radiation doses.

This is a vague, vague, and even more vague mortal mission.

Chapter 347 Liar and Hero (Fifth)

Mark almost said that he was dead with the enemy.

His hesitation was also because he knew this. He was using his life to replace the lives of the victims who were protected behind him.

But no one raised this truth, no one asked, no one questioned it.

They just scattered and shouted unswervingly,

He even took the initiative to cut open his arms and used wounds to bleed to attract the attention of veterinary infected persons,

Lead these monsters to a corner of the square from different directions, running desperately.

No matter who they were before,

At this moment, they are the guardians of those victims.

Those who tried their best to survive only for protection.

The price paid, even if it is oneself, must pass on the hope!

The corner of the square where the veteran Marco was located was quiet, because there was no one living here except him.

He was indifferent, the constant anger and wailing in the distance, and the wanton roar of the beast were automatically filtered by him.

He was only carefully arranging explosives, connecting as many bodies as possible together.

"This is also a way of fighting side by side."

Mark gently glanced at the corpse that ordinary people would find terrifying.

In his eyes, these corpses are much safer than living cocoa. After all, they will never get up secretly and give you a shot.

He connected more and more corpses in series, increasing the power of the final explosion.

Finally, he stood on the pile of corpses and looked at the comrades who were coming towards him.

He had just used explosives to create a separation wall in advance, blocking the route of the veterinary infected person to spare Shishan to continue chasing.

Only a half-person-high hole was left on the separation wall, so that comrades-in-arms could drill out.

The first person who ran to Mark's side was a teenager who seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen.

About fifty meters behind him, two beast-infected people were roaring and chasing.

The young man showed a nearly dead expression. Wearing simple clothes, he looked up at Mark, but first saw an extremely familiar face from the dead mountain, and tears instantly fell.

It was his mother, who had not survived the initial explosion, died directly from radiation, and then was directly "disposed" by someone.

At that time, the boy was led and ran, and there was no chance to say goodbye to his mother, nor did she know where she was placed.

Unexpectedly, it is so simple and hasty.

But also because of rashness, he still has a chance to meet again.

"Retreat from there, hurry, your mother will protect you one last time."

Marco’s voice softened, and he pointed out the last hole he could escape from.

"Come on, uncle, I'll wait for you over there, and then take me to Rhode Island and be a soldier too!"

The young man pursed his lips and drilled over, halfway through, but looked back at Mark with uneasiness.

"Don't worry, I will take you to Rhode Island after solving those infected with animalization."

Marco raised his head and looked not far away, not daring to look directly at the young man's fiery and pure eyes.

Some comrades were directly torn in half by the beastly infected.

Others fell to the ground and were caught cruelly biting off their limbs.

Several militiamen cooperated with each other, played a relay with their lives, gathered a large group of beastized infected people together, and began to run towards the Shishan Mountain.

At most, only one-third of the people managed to escape to Shishan with the help of terrain.

But they cooperated with each other to attract 90% of the beast-infected people wandering in this area to the bottom of the corpse mountain.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw!

Don't hesitate, withdraw!

Leave it to me here!"

Marco screamed hoarse, and in the harshest tone, ordered these young people to drill through the short hole.

At the same time, he cut off his arm and used blood to attract the attention of those infected with animalization.

They were really attracted, and climbed up the hill towards Marco.

"Come on, little babies, come on, come up and I will dance with you."

Mark whistled, but his lips trembled, but he couldn't even blow the whistle. Instead, he yelled at the group of beasts.

The knife cut for the first time has solidified, it doesn't matter, just make one more knife.

Splashing blood drops, stimulating the excitement of the beast-infected people, constantly climbing.

"Brother Marco, I'm with you!"

The youngest soldier in his combat team also returned, and found him standing on it, unexpectedly trying to climb up to join him