Mysterious country

Honghui Commercial Building is the largest underground shopping mall in the city.

The mall is as long as a street and sells relatively high-quality and low-priced goods.

However, since the appearance of the man-eating ghost, this place, like other places in the first quarantine area, has become a dead place where no one visits.

There are many folds of clothes scattered in the shops at both ends of the passage. Even in the spacious passage, clothes that have fallen off due to the flesh being sucked can be seen everywhere.

At this time, a series of heavy footsteps suddenly broke the dead silence that had been maintained here for many days.

Soon, an armed team of about 100 people was seen walking over vigilantly, holding firearms in their hands.

"Captain, isn't there no one in the first quarantine area a long time ago? This is one of the first areas that fell after those monsters appeared. How can there be anyone there?"

The more developed the reality, the fewer the number of soldiers will be. Because the people are rich and live and work in peace and contentment, there are naturally few riots.

Furthermore, some high-tech weapons can also replace soldiers to the greatest extent.

This condition is very satisfied here, so the number of soldiers is not too many. Coupled with the ruthless killings of the man-eating ghosts, after several waves, the truly trained soldiers in the camp have almost completely disappeared.

The only remaining soldiers are patrols, but these patrols have now been promoted.

He became the captain of the rescue team dispatched by the camp to the first and second quarantine areas.

As for the soldiers under their command, they are all composed of residents of Area F of the camp.

To put it in the most vivid way, these people are just militiamen holding equipment. Although they hold weapons and look like that, there are many people inside and they can't even hold their guns steady.

But whether they can hold the gun steady or not doesn't mean much for them to enter here to save people.

Anyway, what you are facing are things that you cannot see and cannot kill. No matter how powerful you are, once you encounter those things, you will inevitably die.

In the heart of every militiaman, ten thousand, one million, or ten million people do not want to come.

But they had to come because it was an order and if they didn't agree, their families would be kicked out of the camp.

To put it nicely, they live in the camp and should do something for the camp.

To put it bluntly, they are making deals with high-level officials, exchanging their lives for the lives of their families.

And people are all lucky, maybe they will become the lucky ones and be able to return to the camp safely.

Then like heroes, the whole family can sneak into Area A.

But obviously not everyone is a fool, and some people can truly feel that this mission may be an out-and-out deception.

The higher-ups just want them to be cannon fodder.

After hearing the question from a militiaman, the captain of the team turned his head, glanced at the militiaman coldly, and then warned everyone:

"These are extraordinary times, and what we are doing is an extraordinary mission. Your mission is to obey absolutely and obey all orders. Anyone who questions the order again will be shot on the spot!"

Long before the militia team was established, a group of senior officials headed by Mr. Tong held a meeting with the captains and explained this point.

After all, the militiamen have not received any training and are just ordinary people, let alone have a high level of consciousness.

Therefore, when going on a mission, there must be situations that disturb the morale of the troops or escape.

If we don't take more extreme measures to suppress it, other people will also be affected, and a team may be dispersed by then.

After being warned by the captain, all the soldiers fell silent. Obviously, no one wanted to take a bullet without incident.

His superiors asked him to lead a team to patrol the area in order to search for survivors.

They had already walked through the underground shopping mall, but found nothing, so they came underground and planned to return along the underground road.

"A2 calls headquarters. Calls headquarters."

"Please speak when you receive it."

"We have entered Honghui Shopping Mall and there are no abnormalities for now.

Report completed. "

"receive."

His superiors asked him to report back every five minutes, and exactly five minutes had passed since they came down.

The silent militiamen were watching their surroundings in fear of death, while praying to the gods in their hearts, hoping that they would be protected by the gods and return to the camp safely.

Zhang Wei is the most popular online anchor in this city. Before the invasion of the Man-Eating Ghost, he originally lived a fairy life of driving a luxury car, living in a villa, and playing games to pick up girls.

But almost overnight, he fell from heaven to hell.

He was knocked back to his original form again, and he was lucky enough to enter the camp thanks to some connections he gained through his popularity.

I thought I could get permanent shelter, but in the end I returned to the place where this nightmare was born.

"Those ghosts must not show up. God protects me. God bless me. I don't want to die here!"

Zhang Wei was praying in his heart, or in other words, he was praying all the time now, praying that one day these ghosts that were destroying their lives could be eliminated, and in that case, he could continue his life of indulgence and wealth as before. Have a happy life.

As time passed, he felt more and more that the firearm in his hand was gaining weight rapidly.

But it would be nice to wait until they get out from here, because they can then leave in a car.

He glanced at the person next to him. He couldn't remember the name of that person clearly. He seemed to be named Zhang Tian or Li Tian. It is said that I used to be a self-media person, and I did pretty well. I made some funny short films and so on, and my appearance was a bit funny.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, the other party also looked towards him, blinking a few times with rather dull eyes, but a friendly smile still appeared on his face with some struggle.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei nodded subconsciously, but at this moment, he found that the smile on Zhang Wei's face suddenly froze. At the same time, his body suddenly froze in place, and his mouth opened a little wider, seemingly I wanted to shout something, but in the end no sound came out.

Then, his facial features completely collapsed, and then his limbs seemed to melt and slowly disappear.

During the process, the militiamen who were following him and on his left and right also noticed something strange about this man, and they all screamed in horror.

"The monster is coming! The monster is coming!"

"Run away!"

Zhang Wei stood there stupidly until he was knocked to the ground by several people.

He clutched his stuffy chest, and on the ground just a stone's throw away from him were scattered the military uniforms that had just fallen off the man's body.

"Come back here! Calm down!"

In a team of dozens of people, when one person is attacked, everyone becomes an ant on a hot pot. They are all trying to escape towards the two ends, thinking that others can be the scapegoats and stay for themselves. A small chance of escape.