Marvel’s Death Merchant

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Ordinary people may be bitten when they encounter zombies for the first time, but the mutant team is much stronger in all aspects than before, and with the experience of fighting zombies several times, even though they have lost their rationality, they can still fight instinctively This makes him even better at dealing with zombies.

Victor raised his knees and pushed them hard against his abdomen. This caused his body to arch up, thus making a little space with the zombie. He squatted down slightly and kicked the zombie to its original position. He arched up and stepped back unsteadily, his clenching hands only tearing up a few pieces of fabric on his tight sports clothes. The claws penetrated directly into the zombie's open mouth, and soon fell down weakly, twitching continuously.

In just this short period of time, the remaining four zombies ran towards the mutant team from four directions, with a vague threat of siege. Agent Zero, who followed, held a pistol in both hands. The Desert Eagle was very good and very powerful. Agent Zero ran up to one of the zombies, the small pendants on his clothes jingling all the way. Soon the zombie noticed Agent Zero, turned around and pounced on Agent Zero.

Fred next to him also took a deep breath. The thick arm held up the shotgun. At the moment he rushed toward him, the shotgun was thrown at the zombie's face like a stick. There was a huge force, and there was a faint sound of breaking wind. The moment it touched the face, it was like being hit by a hammer. There was only a click sound, the face was slightly sunken, and the body was hit by this force. Lifting off the ground, he flipped around in suspension and fell to the side. Fred's rebound ability is still very powerful.

Fred took a step forward, stepped on the zombie on the ground, held the shotgun with both hands, and drove the barrel of the gun into his head. His already sunken face was severely injured again, and the barrel entered through the right eye. The zombie soon stopped moving, and the black blood flowing out covered its entire face, making it difficult to see its appearance. At the same time, three zombies came and surrounded him. John relied on his instinct and aimed at the zombie closest to him. He slowly raised his hand and took a step forward, getting closer to this zombie and even the other one. The zombies all opened their scarlet mouths. John swung the dagger down. The tip of the dagger was sharp and penetrated directly through the collarbone and got stuck inside. He took this breath and pulled it to the side. The dagger brought this A zombie knocked down a zombie coming from the other side.

Of course, those soldiers were not just watching the show. They used bullets to attack to avoid hitting other people. While dealing with the zombies at the door, Victor leaned against the iron curtain made of steel and his breathing gradually calmed down. Through this door, the scene inside appeared before his eyes. Most of them were low buildings scattered everywhere. There are still bloodstains on the road, corpses are everywhere on the road, and there are pits of different sizes, just like the environment isolated by the Iron Curtain.

Victor's premonition was correct. This defensive base had become a dead city. The helicopters that flew away yesterday were just to escape from this dead city.

Fred, who was beside him, was using a piece of clean cloth torn off the zombie's clothes, wiping the barrel of the gun while smoking a newly lit cigarette. Naturally, he saw the captain's emotional changes, so he didn't ask anything. Even if he asked, he couldn't get any answer, so he said: "Captain, how do you feel? We have a satellite phone, otherwise we should give up the mission."

Victor nodded and said resolutely: "We can't give up. This is an opportunity given by the boss."

At this time, Fred Li, who had been paying attention to the scenery inside the Iron Curtain, suddenly said: "This is an infected defense base, but it seems that it has not been infected for a long time."

"Then are we still going in?" Agent Zero asked calmly.

"We are all here. We must go in. There should be survivors inside. If it fails in the end, we can leave here." Victor replied without thinking.

"Victor is right, Umbrella has given us a lot, we need to pay attention to it." Fred nodded in approval, then looked at the half-deflated large backpacks on everyone's back, and continued: "We There isn’t much food left and needs to be replenished.”

After the survivors walked for a while, at the entrance of a small supermarket, the black captain leaned in half-body, holding the assault rifle close to his side. After observing for a while, he determined that there were no zombies inside, and turned back and said: "It's safe."

After hearing this, the soldiers at the back followed him in. Victor looked at it calmly and saw that the things inside were very messy. Several shelves had fallen to the ground. There were bloodstains on the wall, and there was a palm pressed against it. The appearance formed by the wall sliding to the side can even imagine the situation of this person at that time.

Victor placed the tactical backpack in the middle. Some vegetarian food scattered under his feet made his hands tighten for a moment, and then loosened. He said calmly to the two people who were picking up food on the ground: "Get more meat. Food-like.”

At this time, they heard the words of the black captain. They did not expect that there was a survivor inside. Their eyes were wide open and they were shocked when they were caught off guard.

The survivor's face was extremely pale and his body was very thin. When he saw the two people running towards him and standing in front of him, the light suddenly became much darker. His eyes subconsciously turned a few times, and the pupils inside were a little dilated, and they were obviously missing. The mouth that was cracked by water opened slightly, and a very small voice came from inside: "Water... I don't want to die."

After Fred heard this, he ran back and forth. He had a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and then handed it to the black captain.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?" The black captain put down half of the mineral water. The man's face looked much better and his consciousness became much clearer. He nodded and said, "Thank you."

Several people looked at each other, and then cleaned up the debris buried in the lower body. Then they found that only one leg was exposed, and the other leg was completely broken below the knee. The wound had rotted and there were Festering, the bones were exposed and turned black.

"How many days have you been here?" Victor frowned. With such an injury, he didn't die from blood loss and shock, and it couldn't be reached in a day or two by decomposing to such an extent. This man was lucky.

"I don't want to die... I don't want to die." The survivor gasped for air, with thick beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and kept mumbling.

"It's a pity that you are finished. Kill Agent Zero." Victor said coldly, for the sake of their safety, this matter was handled somewhat.

Before they finished speaking, the man saw Victor's cold face. His face almost twisted, with a look of madness in his eyes. He roared: "I don't want to die." Unfortunately, it was Agent Zero's. Holding a pistol in his hand, he pointed it at the survivor and fired. (To be continued.)