Volume 14: Devastation Chapter 721: Remnants of the Religious Sect Mixed into the Crowd
Although the fusion body was struggling violently, the fire-extinguishing gel that was poured down on it enveloped it and the ruins of the entire building.
Ke Lan took a running start and jumped directly onto a sentry box on the street. As soon as he stood firm, the surging gel had already submerged half of the sentry box.
Fortunately, this sentry box is a semi-permanent building built directly on the foundation. If it was replaced with a temporary hut built with foam plastic steel plates, it would probably have been washed away by the gel by now.
In addition to the Spark cruiser, several engineering ships used for emergency rescue and repair operations appeared above the block. These aircraft carriers were much stronger than the Spark cruiser in terms of fire-extinguishing gel reserves and launching devices - after all, this was the primary job of these logistical support aircraft carriers.
A huge amount of fire-extinguishing gel poured down from the sky as if it was free. The wasteland of the Nova Chamber of Commerce and several surrounding streets were filled with gel. The flowing gel directly broke through the roadblocks set up by the army and began to spread to farther places.
Ke Lan pulled out a pistol, shot a grappling hook at the roof of the department store across the street, and then slid directly up using the power wheels - the roof of this department store is almost the highest point in the neighborhood, and standing in this position he could easily overlook the whole situation.
The fusion seemed to be temporarily trapped by the fire-extinguishing gel, and had no intention of hunting down the evacuated civilians. It even seemed to have temporarily given up on chasing Ke Lan.
Ke Lan turned his gaze to the other end. The overflowing fire-extinguishing gel was spreading rapidly. The small booth where he had just stayed briefly was completely covered, and the part below the second floor of the department store was completely "occupied".
He estimated in his mind that at the current rate of spread, it would be enough for Aya and the others to evacuate most of the people in the block before the fire extinguishing gel submerged the entire block.
Of course, that's assuming no one causes trouble.
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Checkpoint No. 6, 4.5 kilometers away from the Nova Chamber of Commerce.
This is a small path with a width of only about ten meters. Compared with the No. 1 and No. 2 checkpoints with the largest flow of people, the number of people passing through here is not that large. But precisely because the opening is small, the degree of congestion is not much different from those main roads.
There were several hovercrafts with smashed windshields stacked on one side of the road. When the riots first started, someone tried to drive through with their car, but Ke Lan's "kill order" had just been issued at that time, and the owners of these cars were shot dead by snipers before they could rush to the checkpoint. Even so, the number of innocent passers-by killed or injured by these cars along the way exceeded double digits.
The brands and configurations of these hovercrafts are quite luxurious, and there is even a limited edition Rolls-Royce with a rose gold flying goddess logo... Obviously, the owners of these cars are either rich or noble. In their opinion, their lives are definitely more important than those of ordinary people on the road. In their opinion, even if they killed a few people, as long as they can leave this place alive, this little thing can be settled by spending some money and using their own connections. However, they never expected to encounter such a group of "stupid young men" who did not even fire warning shots, but opened fire on people without saying a word - the owners of these hovercrafts could not believe until their death that these soldiers dared to shoot at them.
If anyone is to blame... it can only be blamed on Ke Lan, the person who issued the order. If the chief officer of the army was the decision maker... or even a congressman was in charge of this matter, he would have to think twice before shooting at these people, but Ke Lan would not care about this... In the eyes of the Undead Crew, the so-called rich and powerful are not much different from ordinary civilians.
Don't tell me how glorious your family's history is, or how huge the resources, important technologies and production lines you have are - no one is irreplaceable, especially those who only know how to exploit ordinary workers, fight with peers, and think highly of themselves because of their power... Such people are of no help to the development of society and science. The reason why the Undead Crew keeps these people is just for the convenience of management, but when their behavior crosses the line, the crew will have no worries at all in dealing with them.
Kill a group of powerful people and then support another group.
In the old era, even the dictatorial kings in ancient times still had to consider the balance of power among the various parties in the court, but the crew members did not need to.
With all the organs of violence, cutting-edge technology and survival resources at their disposal, they possess absolute and supreme power.
Several soldiers wearing power armor pushed these luxury cars to the side of the road and stacked them up like a human pyramid. To their surprise, shooting the perpetrators of the car crash not only did not cause public unrest, but some people took the initiative to stand up and spontaneously began to maintain order at the checkpoint.
A soldier in charge of pulling the cordon even heard a conversation between a man and a woman in the queue.
"Am I seeing that car right? It looks like the boss's car?" The woman in an OL suit, with messy long hair and bare feet holding her high heels in both hands exclaimed in surprise.
"That's right, South IV 88888... I queued for two days and two nights in the South Fourth District two years ago to help him get the license to auction!" The man was a little excited. "I just saw clearly that the dead fat pig was driving the car, not his driver!"
"Then...the boss was beaten to death by the garrison?" The woman covered her mouth in surprise.
"Although my vision was blocked by the crowd when the soldiers dragged out the body just now...but it must be him. I saw it clearly when the car hit us, and he was the only one sitting in the car. There's no doubt about it." As the man spoke, he put his arm around the woman and took the opportunity to take advantage of her - the woman did not resist, and the two seemed to be in a relationship.
"The boss is dead, what will happen to the company...and our jobs in the future?" The woman leaned in the man's arms and asked worriedly.
"We'll talk about the future later. Anyway, I don't want to stay in this company anymore!" The man said with a hint of disgust. "This damn fat pig just wants to exploit us... He always likes to talk about what Jack Ma said in the old era. The sentence '996 is the blessing you earned in your previous life' makes me want to vomit... And there's also the saying 'It's a good thing for young people to suffer a little loss, you should think more about the company, not just yourself'... Damn, he copied the overtime intensity and harsh system of those big companies without missing a single one, but the salary level is not even one-tenth of those big companies... For this kind of guy, I just want to say, die well!"
"Come to think of it, the boss...it seems that the boss used to sexually harass the good-looking female colleagues in the office...When working overtime on weekends, girls would often be forcibly dragged into the office for 'business training'..." After being sure that her boss was really dead, the woman became bolder and started complaining to her boyfriend about her former boss.
"Is this true? How come I don't know about it?" the man asked after a moment's pause.
"Well... I also heard from my colleagues..."
"Then you haven't been bullied by this fat pig?" The man looked at his girlfriend nervously.
"No, no." The woman lowered her head and looked at her toes guiltily.
"Really?" The man began to get suspicious. Although his girlfriend wasn't the prettiest one in the company, she was still in the top three... If that fat guy really found excuses to harass female employees every now and then as his girlfriend said, then there was no reason for him to let his girlfriend go...
Just when this guy was thinking about how to ask his girlfriend whether he was cheated on, a man wearing a wide sweater and a hood suddenly squeezed over and handed him something in his fist.
“Here you go,” the hooded man whispered, his voice very hoarse.
"What?" The man was stunned for a moment, obviously unable to react.
"Here you go...His gift." The hooded man's movements suddenly quickened, and the man holding his girlfriend realized that what he was holding in his hand was a syringe with the needle cover removed, and it was pointing straight at his neck.
"What are you doing?!" the man shouted immediately, but because he was holding his girlfriend with both hands, he had no chance to push the hooded man away. In desperation, he actually pushed his girlfriend out as a shield!
“Puff.”
The thick needle of the syringe directly pierced through the woman's suit jacket and the shirt underneath and penetrated into her flesh. The hooded man did not hesitate to crush the glass bulb at the end of the syringe with his thumb. Pushed by the compressed air , all the liquid in the syringe was injected into the woman's body.
"What did you inject into my girlfriend?!" the man roared in shock and anger, but in the next second, he suddenly found that the body of his girlfriend in his arms began to become abnormally hot, and an abnormal blush appeared on her cheeks.
As for the hooded man, he let out a strange laugh, then turned around and dived into the crowd again.
"Asshole! Come back here!" The man wanted to grab the hooded man, but the woman in his arms felt weak at the moment and was about to fall down. He could only hold her tightly.
"Belle? What's wrong with you? Why... why is your body so hot? Do you... have a fever?" the man asked anxiously. He didn't know what the strange hooded man had injected into his girlfriend, but it was obvious that the symptoms his girlfriend suddenly developed were definitely related to that medicine.
As the temperature of the woman in his arms continued to rise, the man who was hugging her became more and more terrified - even though there was clothing between them, he could still feel the burning temperature of his girlfriend... He felt as if he was holding not a person, but a piece of red-hot charcoal!
This analogy might be a bit exaggerated, but judging by his experience, his girlfriend's body temperature alone is probably over 70 degrees!
How could a human body temperature reach 70 degrees?! Above 40 degrees is enough to be fatal, 70 degrees... this is absolutely impossible!
The man suspected that there was something wrong with his sensory organs. He tentatively stretched out a finger and gently touched his girlfriend's forehead. The next second, he immediately retracted his finger.
“It’s so hot!”
It was not until this moment that the man realized the importance of the problem. Just as he was about to call the soldiers around to maintain order, his girlfriend's body, which had been limp in his arms, suddenly stiffened and straightened... and then, she bit his neck fiercely.
"Ah——" The man's scream only lasted for a second before it stopped. The woman lying in his arms had bitten off his throat. The man's body instantly collapsed. As for his girlfriend, she kept gnawing at the flesh on his face like a madman.
The people queuing around finally noticed the abnormality here . They screamed and retreated, and soon an open space with a diameter of ten meters appeared in the crowd.
In the middle of this open space, a young woman sat on the body of a male corpse, biting and swallowing the flesh and organs torn off the body...
"Is this a... a zombie?" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
The soldiers responsible for maintaining order rushed over, and the sergeant in charge just took a look and raised his gun without hesitation.
"A woman suspected to be a 'container' was found attacking civilians at the sixth checkpoint. The third mobile team is ready to carry out the cleanup mission."
After saying this into the walkie-talkie, he pulled out a magazine with a biohazard symbol from his waist, replaced it, and then pulled the trigger repeatedly at the woman's back.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Deafening gunshots rang out in the crowd, and three shocking bloody holes suddenly appeared on the woman's slender back... But what puzzled the non-commissioned officer was that with the power of the gun in his hand, even if the person who was shot was a "container" whose body was strengthened by the Seed of Erosion, the kinetic energy carried by the bullet was enough to knock her to the ground. But this woman seemed to be fine, and after being shot three times, her upper body only leaned forward slightly.
"Something's wrong... request support from your superiors immediately!" As soon as the sergeant finished speaking, the woman turned her head. Her mouth was still chewing bloody meat, and the bright red liquid kept flowing down the corners of her mouth and chin. There was no trace of white in her dark eyes... Staring into such a pair of eyes, the sergeant felt that the hairs on his body suddenly stood up!
This brief eye contact lasted less than half a second, and the woman suddenly jumped up from the ground and threw the sergeant standing five meters away to the ground at an extremely fast speed!
“Sizzle—”
The woman lowered her head and took a bite, directly biting off half of the sergeant's face!
