Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 27: Spider-Man also lost his dream in middle age
The zombies besieging the parking lot defense line deep underground are obviously different from the zombies in the Hogwarts world and the ghouls in the Caribbean world.
This has already been proven in Barbara's investigation just now.
Mason, holding the Widowmaker precision rifle, used the Flying Claw to reach the third floor of the wing building. While Er Tong and Jack approached on the ground and Barbara set up a swarm of drone bombs, he was also carefully observing the enemy in front of him.
He is now completely certain that the "Zombie King" in command should be the underworld godfather Kingpin who dominates this city. This can be seen from his iconic cane and his sturdy body and muscles even after turning into a zombie.
But apart from the more "majestic" Kingpin, even the most ordinary members of this group of zombies possess flexibility that other zombies completely lack.
Although they have shriveled skin, atrophied muscles, and lost vision like their compatriots in other worlds, and can only hunt by smell and hearing, they are clearly an "evolved version."
Some mutants in the corpse horde clearly had the same huge body size as the zombie Hagrid, and some had their bodies twisted and changed like crawling "spiders".
In fact, Mason had seen such "mutants" when he first encountered zombies in the Hogwarts world, but in that doomsday, such mutants were only a minority and very rare. However, the number of these things in the zombie swarm commanded by Kingpin has increased significantly.
This strange phenomenon immediately reminded Mason of the "2149 Source Virus" loaded in the biological missile that the Assassin's League attempted to launch in Arkham Asylum.
“Is this the difference between the two viruses?”
The captain of Team K frowned as he pondered this question.
Perhaps the hounds of the Star Society will also use different weapons when they carry out the first round of "pollution" against worlds with different power systems?
After all, in this vassal world belonging to the Hydra team, there are not only the evil Hydra, but also the Green Goblin and Spider-Man. There may even be the Avengers, a top force that can be equated with the Justice League in the background of the world.
No matter how you look at it, this can't be considered a weak world, right?
"Drone swarm is ready!"
Barbara's voice came from the communication and woke Mason up from his thoughts.
The captain raised his precision technical rifle and pressed the trigger to enter the charging mode. He locked onto the roaring corpse king standing on the roof of a car.
When the charging is about to be completed, whisper:
"attack!"
"Bang"
The low explosion sound of the high-tech heavy sniper rifle opened the curtain of the battle. He stood in front of the temporary shelter he had found, holding the second barrel fully charged. The futuristic weapon with the same cool appearance as the rifle in Mason's hand fired at the group of zombies.
This guy's physical fitness is already among the top normal humans, and after the dual enhancement of the Lazarus Pool and the Unicorn Blood, he has already advanced into the realm of "superhuman", just like he can shoot very steadily with a heavy sniper.
But the corpse king suddenly raised its arm as if sensing danger and blocked the fatal shot like a shield. The fully charged sniper bullet only caused the muscles and bones of its arm to explode.
At the same time, the technical rifle in Mason's hand was also charged.
Two engineering bullets with super high firing rate, strong impact and burning effect hit the zombie king whose arm had just been blown off in the blink of an eye. The perfect coordination from the two barrels formed a double sniper.
The level 4 shooting skill plus the precision rifle in his hand allowed the bullet to penetrate Kingpin's left eye and cause a low implosion in his skull. The smelly and disgusting liquid exploded along with the charred flesh, causing the Corpse King to fall to the ground with a howl.
But the lack of a kill prompt made Mason frown.
Although it's not a dedicated sniper rifle, how can you survive a headshot by a fully charged bullet?
They said that the K team, which had just replaced its weapons, had finally caught up with the latest version, but the actual combat effect was just like this? Or did the zombies in this world actually max out their physical resistance?
Although the first shot failed to kill the target, the second barrel didn't care at all.
The moment Mason hit the zombie king, he pulled the bolt again, his eyes under the red round helmet aimed coldly and ruthlessly, and then pulled the trigger again.
Next to the zombie king, there was a big guy with a bloated body like a "big-headed doll". He was continuously spraying deadly venom towards the parking lot under the protection of normal zombies. His head was exploded on the spot by two barrels of venom.
Mason above his head also began to call out names for kills, and kill prompts appeared in front of the translucent light curtain again like a screen full of notifications.
"roar!"
The roar mixed with anger was like an order given to the tide of zombies. The next moment, the zombies that had been besieging the underground parking lot turned around and rushed towards the street corner where Team K was.
Barbara, who was higher up, quickly pushed forward a black device similar to a mortar.
This scatter-type mine launcher, which Mason modified from the Batmobile's combat module, immediately fired more than a dozen laser-guided anti-personnel mines forward and onto the ground.
How would those brainless zombies know how to dodge?
They rushed forward howling and continuously triggered the mines on the ground, splashing balls of fire on their way forward. Ertong and Mason, one above and one below, acted as snipers here. They did not attack ordinary zombies but aimed at the mutants.
Whether it's the "big head" that sprays venom from a distance or the "spiders" that move very fast, they will be ruthlessly killed as long as they get close to the street corner.
After all, zombies only look scary. Once you understand the weaknesses of these twisted creatures, they will become straw to be harvested in front of real warriors.
"Barbara, prepare the petrification grenades!"
While changing the magazine, Mason gave an order to Batgirl who was high up in the back, and Barbara immediately raised the grenade pendant under the kinetic shotgun in her hand.
Three engineering-modified grenades were fired in succession and exploded when they hit the zombie group, but there was no fire or impact. Instead, the weak petrifying potion sealed inside splashed out like raindrops.
In just a few seconds, the tide of zombies that had approached Ertong and Jack's ground shelter turned into hideous stone statues, blocking the way for more zombies behind. At this time, Captain Jack rushed out with a shotgun in his hand, and bravely shot at the stone statues in front of him, smashing them into rubble all over the ground.
As a legendary pirate, Captain Jack has maxed out the skill of "fighting with the wind in his hands".
"The target is near the corpse king, and the bombing begins!"
Mason grabbed the flying claw and quickly descended from the third floor to the ground and met up with Jack, who was holding an assault rifle. He then gave another order to Barbara, who was responsible for suppression in the rear.
Thirty bat drones that had taken off in advance, carrying Mason's hand-made alchemical incendiary bombs, roared to the back of the block and completed the "bombing" under Barbara's precise control.
This chemical bomb, which was fused with a special explosive alchemical, stuck to anything it touched and began to burn like a Molotov cocktail as soon as it hit the ground. The flames from the guard gun towers under the parking lot fueled the fire, and as Mason and the other two rushed over, stepping on the corpses on the ground, the entire intersection of the block began to burn.
"It's going to run!"
Sharp-eyed Jack was shooting at the living zombies beside him with his pistol, when he looked up, he saw the big zombie king in front of him who was knocking away the burning zombies and trying to rush out of the sea of fire.
This guy does have some sanity left.
It even knows how to seek benefits and avoid harm.
But Mason was still relieved to see that the bullet he had fired before was not in vain.
A piece of this guy's skull was blown off, and you could even see his shriveled brain as he staggered and roared, but it was clearly healing itself, which made Ertong draw his gun and shoot immediately.
The bullets hit the big guy's body but only left small wounds. This guy was bulletproof with just his muscles! Ertong simply switched back to the heavy sniper and fired several shots into the big guy's forehead, knocking him down in the flames.
"Dead?"
The timid captain asked in a low voice. Ertong shook his head, drew the kinetic pistol from his waist, and was about to step forward to shoot again, but was stopped by Mason.
"It's still useful to keep it."
The captain said briefly as he walked over there.
Ertong nodded without any argument and put his weapon back on his waist like the best soldier.
Mason walked up to the zombie Kingpin. The big guy's head was smashed by two barrels, but he was still not dead. Disgusting flesh and blood were surging in the wound and healing slowly in a weird posture.
This scene looks very shabby.
The young man took out an enchanted bottle from his arms, wrapped a special inscribed chain around the zombie villain, and then chanted the spell modified by Zack Connor to shrink the big guy like the Batmobile and the Black Pearl and put him into the magic bottle.
He was not a spellcaster and could not achieve this by relying solely on black magic spells, but the combination of enchantment and inscription could also achieve the same effect.
Mason flicked the bottle in his hand and the "Zombie Kingpin Figure" in the bottle, put it in his arms with a smile, and sighed in his heart that he had obtained another very good research sample.
"Mason, the guy named 'Parker' in the parking lot is coming out, be careful, he moves very fast!"
Barbara, who stayed behind, kept observing this side and promptly informed Mason and others of the developments.
Mason didn't react in particular, but Ertong shifted his gun and aimed at the guy who appeared on the street after three consecutive jumps from the underground garage.
Obviously, it was Ertong's fighting instinct that sensed the danger.
Mason looked at the figure in front of him, landing on top of the streetlight with his legs curled up in the iconic Spider-Man move.
The classic red and blue color scheme, white goggles and black spider web embellishments on the uniform make him look like a hero walking out of a comic book into reality.
However, Mason also noticed that the figure of the Spider-Man in front of him was... well, a little "bloated", especially the abdomen. The slightly bulging belly seemed to explain a lot of problems.
"Can we talk now?"
Mason put away his weapon and whispered a question against the background of the burning corpses.
Spider-Man, squatting on the street lamp, hesitated for a moment and said:
"Let me confirm again, are you from the Star Club?"
"yes."
Mason did not hide anything and said:
"But we are not like those who destroyed this world."
"Tsk, that's what the last person I brought into the shelter said."
Spider-Man said sarcastically:
"And yet they took Gwen and Frank, leaving the rest of us to die in the shelter. Who will you turn to this time in this devastated world, young sir?
As you can see, the whole of New York is gone, and the whole world is gone.
There is nothing worth lingering here."
"Gwen and Frank?"
Mason frowned slightly and said:
"Spider-Woman and Punisher? What's going on here? Is this a 'talent pool' for all the teams at the StarCraft? But why would those short-sighted fellows take Gwen away and leave you here?
You are obviously the greatest Spider-Man.
If it were me, I would kidnap you even if I had to give up this world."
"You know a lot, young man."
Spider-Man snorted and rolled nimbly to land in front of Mason, completely ignoring the black muzzle of the gun in Er Tong's hand and Captain Jack's half-drawn blade.
He looked at Mason, and with a hint of self-mockery, he whispered:
"Because I'm old, useless, and a liability. That's what your colleagues said when they tried to persuade Gwen to leave. They thought I couldn't hear them.
But really I just have a degraded spider sense.
My hearing has not deteriorated.”
"Old?"
Mason raised his eyebrows and replied:
"Does Spider-Man grow old? You sound like you're in your thirties at most, middle-aged at best.
I'm not bragging, but there's an old man in my city who is already 38 years old but who has to take time out after dinner every night to beat up a dozen thugs to digest his meal.
That's what we call a strong and vigorous dragon and tiger.
And I don't believe Gwen Stacy would leave you for such a ridiculous reason. You must have had a big fight with her because you wanted to send her away from this hopeless world.
Right?
"Shut up, sharp-tongued young man."
The middle-aged Spider-Man clenched his fist in anger and waved it at Mason.
He threatened:
"Don't think I can't beat you up just because I don't have my spider sense! None of your weird guns will work on me!"
"Mason, something is coming towards us, very fast, like some kind of flying object! There is a strong electromagnetic signal on it, it should be carrying some kind of monitoring equipment!
Hide quickly. "
Barbara's warning sounded over the communication, and Spider-Man in front of him also looked at the special watch on his wrist. He dodged a few steps and jumped into the parking lot below.
A few seconds later, his slightly cynical voice came from afar:
"Come in, those are the Sand People's lackeys on patrol. Since you have really helped, you are allowed to stay here for one night. Get out tomorrow morning!
We don’t have any extra supplies to give you.”
Mason nodded to his team members, and Barbara quickly rushed over with the talon gun. They entered the garage before the vulture cruised into the block.
As soon as they entered here, most of Barbara's electronic equipment was interfered with and could not function normally. It was obvious that there was some kind of "electronic defense" here to protect them from being discovered by the outside world.
Vulture circled a few times in the sky nearby, took pictures of the burning blocks and saw the zombies that were burned to death. He curled his lips and reported to Osborne Tower:
"The 'rats' in the city just had a fight with the zombie gang. It looks like the zombies lost again."
"Keep searching, Vulture."
The electric man responded in a gloomy and electric voice:
"The boss wants you to search the entire city before sunset. Don't leave a single block untouched!"
"Shit boss!"
The vulture complained:
“He came to us only after all his cronies died, and even said he would lead us to great wealth and glory in the Star Society, but he couldn’t even give us a World Gate.
He just got lucky!
If the Swordsman's team had met us first when they conquered this world, there would be no chance for the Sandman! That bastard has a sense of honor for being a dog."
"I thought so, but you better not say it out loud, you idiot."
The electric man said impatiently:
"We are still the same, but Sandman is no longer the bastard who got beaten up by Spider-Man. We can't afford to mess with him now, so let's go on patrol.
Let's have a few drinks together when we come back in the evening. The guy named Constantine said he would treat us.
Tsk, another two-faced bastard!"
