Containment control starts with the umbrella

Chapter 42: We Will Never Retreat

In the room, Andy and Adam stood at a corner, and pointed their guns at the center with solemn expressions.

What they saw in front of them was a male high school student wearing a green mountain climbing outfit, kneeling on the body of another female high school student, and...

And the male high school student with his back to them was eating the corpse of the female high school student.

The high school girl's legs couldn't stop spasm, it seemed that she had just died.

"Tap--" Sean hurried over.

When the sheriff saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

Instead, the male high school student who heard all sorts of movements turned his head and smiled with a mouth that was flowing with blood:

"It's delicious! She's delicious, don't you... try it? Quick... fresh..."

"vomit!"

Adam finally reached the critical point of patience and vomited the pizza residue from his stomach.

"Sir!"

Andy put his index finger on the trigger and asked: "Do you want to shoot!"

"Wait." Xiao En narrowed his eyes, squatting halfway in front of the male high school student, trying to ask: "Kevin? Is that you?"

"Ok?"

The high school student named Kevin's smile stagnated, his cloudy eyes gradually became clear, and he asked in doubt, "Uncle Patrick?"

Upon seeing this, Sean gestured to Andy to continue his vigilance, then slowly approached and helped Kevin, and said:

"Child, what are you doing, do you know that you are eating (looking at the corpse) Diana?"

"I...I know..." Kevin covered his face and wept, shaking his head and said:

"But I'm so hungry, I can't help it, I really can't help it.

It’s in my ears, and it’s what made me eat (the sound is getting smaller and smaller)..."

At this time, Adam wiped the saliva from his mouth, held the gun and straightened his waist, and said sadly to Sean:

"Sir, (looking at the corpse)...Hey, there are six more children waiting for us to find."

Hearing this, Sean patted Kevin's back with his hand, trying to help calm his emotions.

After a while, he asked, "Kevin, where are your companions? Where are they?"

"Do not!"

Kevin, whose emotions had already stabilized, suddenly broke away from Sean and ran to a corner of the room, squatted down with his head in his hands and slammed his hair, muttering to himself:

"I don't want to eat them! I...I don't want to! I..."

The unexpected situation caused the three agents to maintain a high degree of vigilance.

Andy pointed his gun at Kevin, emotionally slightly excited: "Sir! I just said this kid is abnormal!"

"Sir?" Adam made the same move, looking at Sean for instructions.

"..."

Sean frowned and re-held the rifle hanging on his chest, but he hadn't waited for his order to shoot.

"I think!" Kevin shouted suddenly.

The crazy high school student stopped struggling and turned around slowly.

He, or his teeth were protruding and sharp, and his eyes became cloudy.

"howl!!!"

It opened its mouth with an incredible amount, and yelled at the three agents.

"Fire!"

"Flap!"

Three .308-caliber rifles spit out dazzling flames, and all the bullets were vented on Kevin's body.

"Shoot—crack—" Sawdust and broken bricks flew randomly.

Kevin, who was hit by a large-caliber warhead, rushed down and fell to the floor after twitching for a while.

"What's the matter with this ***! Fuck!"

When Kevin did not move, Andy could not help but yelled while changing the magazine.

"Sir...what's wrong with them?"

Adam, who had also changed the magazine, looked at the bodies of the two young men, and couldn't bear it.

"I don't know, I don't care." Sean said grimly:

"The main task now is to ensure that these anomalies are prevented from spreading as much as possible before the arrival of the containment forces.

(Looking at the corpses of Kevin and the high school girl) If this situation develops, there should be four anomalies."

however.

"Oh..."

Kevin was not dead, or not dead at all.

Its hands and feet began to grow rapidly, and its skin gradually turned gray, making it even more skinny.

"Sir, this is 308! 308!" Andy's emotions were a little out of control.

The full name of .308 is .308 Winchester, a 7.62 caliber ammunition developed by Winchester Arms Company of the United States.

The maximum pressure is 62,000 pounds per square inch, which is 5,500 pounds less than the normal 7.62x51mm Nato bomb.

Have better ballistic stability and accuracy.

Usually used for civilian hunting in North America, or for ammunition for precision shooters in the US military.

Hit by a .308 warhead at such close range, ordinary humans or animals will be torn into pieces of meat.

but…

The things in front of the three agents could still stand up.

This is beyond their cognition, and the index of mental tolerance has dropped crazily.

"Oh!!" Kevin, who was completely mutated, raised his head and roared loudly towards the roof.

"Oh--" A faint response came from the corridor outside the room.

It has companions!

Sean quickly took out the incendiary he was carrying with him.

"Click~" Pull the drop ring.

"Dang~Dangdang~~" The incendiary bounced happily on the board, and finally rolled down to Kevin's feet.

"go!"

"Yes!" (x2)

"boom!!"

When the three of them just ran out of the room, the sound of incendiary bombs exploded behind them.

"Howl... Howl..." and the scream of that thing.

But the three of them didn't have time to check whether the thing was dead.

Because in the narrow corridor, three agents are in the center, and there are three identical containment objects in the direction of the lobby.

Look back again.

There is also one in the direction of the second floor stairs.

Was completely surrounded.

See here...

The three agents back to back, Adam and Andy face the lobby, and Sean faces the stairs alone.

Just a cursory glance, Sean guessed the general situation.

Among the four shelters, three of them were wearing modern winter clothes or mountaineering outfits, which must have been made by those children.

The one that Shaun looked at in front of him, with ragged clothes, could vaguely tell that it was a miner's costume from the last century.

It seems that among the thirty absentees fifty years ago, there was actually one survivor.

I don't know how to kill the eight high school students and turn them into anomalous containment objects.

"Sir, please give an order." Adam said with a smile.

"Yeah, sir, we two are still waiting to go to the bar!" Andy is still very unreliable.

And Xiao En looked at the'miner' who was approaching, and the corners of his mouth curled up and boldly said:

"Agent! Behind us is our hometown! Behind us are relatives! So we will never step back!

Hold them before the containment forces arrive!"

"Yes! Sir!" (x2)

"Roar!!" (x4)

"Papa!" The .308-caliber gunshot was loud.

"Puff!" and...

The muffled claws pierced into the body.