Marvel’s Death Merchant

"Colonel Staples invited Mr. Bill to be a guest. Mr. Bill won't keep the colonel waiting, right?" Dr. Jack said with a smile. "They are the survivors I brought. They are not that kind of people. I know this very well!" Jack said to the soldiers next to him.

"No but, go back to your combat posts, soldiers. Only by staying alert can you see the sun tomorrow." Jack seemed to be ordering them. "Mr. Bill, please." Dr. Jack smiled at Bill and said, "Can I have a word with my friends first?" Bill said with a frown.

Half an hour later, another dark figure walked into people's sight, "Bill!" Zoe said loudly... "Everyone is in good spirits today." Bill said with a smile.

The dark clouds blocked not only today's sun but also yesterday's moon... Bill followed Colonel Staples and Dr. Jack to a building that seemed to be the tallest building in the survivor camp. "Mr. Bill, this is the command center of our unit. It is also the office location of this survivor camp." Colonel Staples introduced to Bill. "If there are no other questions, let's go in." "Well, okay." Bill said.

The three of them slowly walked into the building. The three of them stopped at the top of the building. "This is it," Jack said. After speaking, Dr. Jack knocked on the door gently and said: "Mr. Bill is here..." "Come in." A slightly deep voice came from the closed room. Bill frowned and opened the door in front of him. This is a quite large room. One side of the room is made up of a huge curved glass, and a man in a US military uniform is facing away from Bill and looking at the world outside the glass. Looking out from the glass, one could see the entire survivor camp. Under the dark night sky, the emergency lights in the survivor camp seemed to be the shining lights on the coast.

"Whoosh..." A flare shot up from the horizon, illuminating the world shrouded in darkness. Looking down with the swaying tail of the flare, you will find that something is constantly squirming outside the high reinforced walls of the camp. Bill slowly walked to the glass wall and quietly Looking at all this.

"Those are the biological weapons of the infected and the T-virus." The colonel said, looking at the disappearing shadows in the darkness. "Obviously, they are starving."

Colonel Staples sighed. He turned around and slowly sat on the seat behind the desk. "Please take a seat, Mr. Bill." The colonel pointed to the chair in front of him. "Thank you." Bill also escaped from the world outside the glass and sat on the chair.

"Mr. Bill." The colonel took out a box of cigars from the drawer. "Would you like one?" Bill took a medium-sized cigar and started smoking. "Thank you, I haven't smoked a cigar for a long time." Colonel MIKE also lit the cigar and took a deep breath. "Where did you escape from?" the colonel asked.

"New York City." Bill slowly exhaled the cigarette from his mouth. "New York City," Bill added. "That's very far. It's really not easy..." The colonel slowly fell into silence. "Colonel." Bill said, looking at the solemn-looking colonel. "You invited me here this late at night, so you didn't just invite me to smoke and chat, right?" "..." The colonel was silent for a while. "It seems I still don't know how to beat around the bush, Mr. Bill." The colonel stood up. "Have you ever been bitten by an infected person or had any other contact with a T-Virus creature?"

"It must be congenital or genetic, right?" The colonel whispered to himself. "What's wrong?" Bill asked. "Mr. Bill." The colonel stood up. "After our physical examination of you, we found that there is a substance in your body that is immune to the virus in this virus crisis. So..."

Before the colonel could finish speaking, a man pushed open the door and entered. After a closer look, it turned out to be Dr. Jack. "So, we would like to ask Mr. Bill to cooperate with us in developing a vaccine for this virus." After finishing speaking, Dr. Jack looked at the colonel. "Colonel, please forgive me for coming in without permission, but I feel that as the executor of this operation, I need to ask these questions myself."

"Same." Colonel Staples did not blame Dr. Jack. "Then tell me Jack." Dr. Jack walked to Bill and said: "Mr. Bill, it is exactly what the colonel just said. We would like to ask you to cooperate with this operation. We call this operation 'Capture' Wind Man'. This operation is top secret. Only you, me and Colonel Staples know about it. Please keep it secret." "So what do you need me to do?" Bill asked.

"Cooperate with our research." Dr. Jack paused. "Maybe we need to restrict your activities." "You want to lock me up?" Bill said lightly. "No, no, no," Colonel Staples explained. "We just don't want you to have any accidents during the development of the vaccine. I guarantee with my honor that once the vaccine is successfully developed, you can regain your freedom. You should have been a member of Umbrella Company before, and the body of that company The quality is good.”

"..." Bill sighed. He knows the importance of vaccines, and he also knows that this is other people's territory. If he doesn't agree, there is nothing he can do, and it may also affect his friends, because at least it is safe here, and there is no need to worry about those monsters every day. I promise you."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Bill! If we can save the survivors who are still in dire straits in this world, you will be better than those superheroes." Colonel Staples looked very excited. He stood upright and saluted Bill. "Thank you. If you have any requests, I will try my best to satisfy you." "Okay... Bill put out the cigar." I wanted to say goodbye to my friends. "Colonel Staples thought for a while and said. "That's right. It's okay to tell them so that they don't worry about you, but please keep it secret. Just say that you came to me as a staff officer. "

"Okay..." Bill nodded. "It's too late today. Let's go tomorrow morning. I'll let you check your room first..."

The next day, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the sky became pitch black. At this time, something like a rope on the defense tower wrapped around the sentry's neck and pulled him back forcefully. It seemed like he was trying to drag him into the group of biochemical weapons and infected people.

"What is that?!" Mike's heart skipped a beat. But looking at the approaching pace of the infected and biochemical weapons, Mike calmed down and said to everyone, "Let's keep going!" But without the bombs to delay the time, the crowd's marching speed was really much slower than the speed of those monsters.

"Sir!" said a seriously wounded man. "Sir, leave us alone. If this continues, none of us can leave!" "No!" Mike said decisively.

"We were also bitten. It's useless for you to save us. We will still become such monsters. It's better for us to delay those monsters now and let you go first!" (To be continued.)