More than a hundred "hippopotamus people" slashed and slaughtered along the way, from wildlife to tourists to park managers – they had gone into complete madness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A helicopter hovered over them, but unfortunately it wasn't a military helicopter, it was just for patrolling the forest, and it wasn't equipped with any long-range weapons.

On the ground, the park security is equipped with guns, but unfortunately the bullets are useless to hit these "hippopotamus people", and all the security guards that the "hippopotamus people" can see have their heads cut off.

It's not that the security guards don't want to run, it's because the hippopotamus people run too fast, faster than the cheetahs, and their speed is completely out of match for their sheer size.

The reason why the helicopter is circling is actually to see if it can find an opportunity to go down and save some of the wounded, but unfortunately, there are no wounded - the hippopotamus people do not leave their mouths alive!

The call for help had already been released, but before the police arrived, the hippopotamus was already on the verge of getting out of the confines of Yellowstone.

Out of this range, it is the township of Wyoming, where there are a large number of civilians, not only local residents, but also many inns and hotels opened to receive tourists, because this is a tourist attraction, so the most are not locals, but floating population.

The police presence in the townships is certainly not enough, and the National Guard in Wyoming is already on the way, but it will take time.

Sure enough, at the entrance to a small town that the Hippopotamus was about to enter, several police cars lined up, and the police officers hid behind the police cars, guns raised.

When the hippopotamus man entered the effective range, more than two dozen policemen opened fire together, and the bullet casings fell on the asphalt road, bounced up again, collided with other shells, and landed.

Unfortunately, the hippopotamus' speed was not hindered at all, because most of the pistols used by the police, and these bullets could not even leave a single mark on their thick skin.

In the blink of an eye, the hippopotamus man rushed to the front, and the car was cut in two along with the policeman hiding behind!

The severed limbs and wreckage are flying all over the sky, and the hippopotamus people do not look back, they continue to rush forward, they are extremely eager for the next moment, the "holy relics" can appear in front of them, but unfortunately every "next moment" is disappointment, gradually turning into despair, so they want to make this world that takes away their "holy relics" become a "dead domain"!

The hippopotamus man stormed the town!

The residents of the town are evacuating, and the police are eager to announce it, but because of this, the language is vague and the residents are full of doubts, so that the evacuation is now very slow, and less than a tenth of them are evacuated.

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Claude, one of the artists on the comic strip Cybor, has been here for the last week, and as sales of the comic have skyrocketed, more and more artists are trying to squeeze in, and the competition is under pressure.

So, finding a rare respite, he drove to Yellowstone Park alone for a vacation to relieve stress.

By the way, he is a big fan of Lu Xiaoqi and one of the earlier members of the "Steel Alliance".

Claude's bizarre landscapes and wildlife inspired him a lot, so while the vacation here feels laid-back, the townspeople are welcoming, and the hotel beds are comfortable, he plans to get back to work as soon as possible, because inspiration is a rare and precious thing for creators like them.

He plans to walk around the town again today and leave tomorrow.

Walking out of the hotel, he saw a little boy sitting on the steps, holding an issue of "Cyborg" from 3 months ago and reading it with relish, and couldn't help but smile, because he was the main author of this issue.

He drew a little closer to the little boy, and could not bear to disturb his interest, and followed suit.

"Cool!" The little boy couldn't help but shout when he saw the Cyborg punching a monster in the picture.

At this moment, a policeman ran over, a little out of breath, and said to Claude: "Sir, please take your son and get out of here as soon as possible!" I don't have time to explain why, because the town's radio is down, and I need to inform the others as soon as possible! If you meet someone else, we hope you can help pass it on! Again, please leave this town as soon as possible! Otherwise, your life will be in danger! With that, the police ran away.

Obviously, the police mistook him and the little boy for father and son, and he didn't mind, but what the police said made him very concerned, what kind of danger was it, and the whole town needed to be evacuated? Poison gas leaks? Nuclear contamination? But this is the outskirts of a wildlife sanctuary, and there can't be any chemical plants or nuclear power plants!

And the warning is too inefficient, isn't it? Actually use to run?

Unbeknownst to him, the police car had already driven to the town's entrance to Yellowstone, blocked, and most of the police force had passed. Only a small fraction of the civilian population was left to evacuate.

It happened suddenly, and they did the best they could.

Anyway, Claude felt that the police should be no joke, and it wasn't April Fool's Day.

He patted the little boy on the shoulder: "What about your family?" ”

The boy pointed to a homestay next to the hotel, and it seemed that he was a local child.

"Did you hear what the police said just now?" Claude asked.

"Hmm!" The little boy nodded.

"I'll take you to your parents, okay? We may be in danger here! Claude touched the child's head.

"Danger? Will Cyborg come? The little boy nodded, his big beautiful eyes shining brightly, looking forward to it.

Claude shook his head with a wry smile, if the world's troubles were in charge of the Cyborg, wouldn't he be busy to death?

He picked up the little boy and prepared to hand it over to his parents, passing by the police to announce the evacuation.

At this moment, a dense gunfire was heard in the distance, and judging from the direction from which the sound came, it should be at the entrance of the town.

Claude's face changed, and he quickened his pace and knocked on the door of the little boy's house.

"Hey! Who are you? Put down my son! Just then, a voice came from behind Claude.

Claude turned around and saw a man with a bag in his hand and a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Claude recognized the man, who was the manager of the hotel he was staying at, and who he had greeted him a few minutes earlier.

"I'm sorry, are you the father of this child? I just want to give him to his parents! Claude put the child down, "Just now the police said that the town may be dangerous, and there have been gunshots just now, I think it is best to follow the advice of the police and leave quickly!" ”

The man also recognized Claude, lowered his guard slightly, took his son's hand, and asked, "What's the situation?" What did the police say? ”

"I don't know, he didn't make it clear!" Claude replied, "Take your wife and leave first!" ”

"She's got a broken leg!" The man sighed, "I've been in bed for half a month!" ”

"Do you have a car? Need my help ......," Claude said, suddenly interrupted by a burst of screams.

Behind him was the widest central avenue in the whole town, and the buildings were built in an orderly manner on both sides of this road, so that the view along the road was not much obstructed.

In the distance, a group of monsters with huge bodies and hippopotamus-like heads were rushing towards this side, carrying strange long-shaped weapons in their hands, and everywhere they passed, whether it was people or cars, they were all split, and the crowd was frightened, and they fled indiscriminately, but the more chaotic, the faster and easier they slept, like a meat grinder.

“Jesus！” The hotel manager picked up his son, threw away the bag in his hand, quickly opened the gate of the iron fence, and shouted at Claude: "Come in!" ”

Claude hurriedly followed in, the manager locked the iron door, and then rushed into the second-story building of his house with Claude, and locked the security door again.

They came to the balcony on the second floor and secretly looked into the distance, and the group of "hippopotamus people" didn't know what kind of crazy thing they were, they killed people when they saw them, and even smashed through the houses and dragged out the residents hiding inside and beheaded them!

"God! What are those? Is that what the police call dangerous? What about the police? Why not stop them? The hotel manager gasped, the picture was so bloody, he locked his son in his room and wouldn't let him come to the balcony to peek.

It's not that the police don't stop it, but the police who go to stop it have all turned into broken corpses.

"Phew! Bang! In the distance, a policeman suddenly burst out of a house and opened fire on the "hippopotamus", although it was a little far away, but Claude recognized him as the policeman he had just informed.

Before the policeman could fire a third shot, he was split in half.

"Are the bullets useless?" There was a small wooden cabinet on the side of the balcony, and the hotel manager had just pulled out a rifle from it, but gasped when he saw that the police shot was useless.

"Damn! It won't be long before they'll be over! Beads of sweat dripped from the hotel manager's forehead, and he filled the rifle magazine with bullets, and his wheezing grew thicker and thicker.

"Calm down, my hotel's bill hasn't been settled yet!" Claude tried to tell a joke to cushion the mood, but no one could laugh now, including himself.

The monsters were getting closer, even if you didn't look at them, because the screams were getting closer.

The hotel manager's wife was lying in the balcony room, her legs were broken and she couldn't move, and the hotel manager suddenly wanted to go in and say goodbye to his wife, because it seemed that if she didn't say goodbye, she would never have a chance!

But when he turned around, he suddenly saw his son running over.

"How did you get out?" The manager remembered that he had locked the door.

The little boy took out a wire and shook it proudly, it seemed that he was usually too skinny, and he had already figured out how to crack the door lock.

"Go back!" The manager was in a hurry, he hoped that his son was the most hidden in order to increase his chances of survival.

The little boy held up the comic book and pointed to the Cyborg on the cover: "He's coming!" He's a hero! ”

The little boy's eyes were very firm and pure, and when he was downstairs just now, although his father covered his eyes, before that, he still saw the picture of the monster killing people.

A few months ago, at the Natural History Museum in New York, he was one of the children Lu Xiaoqi rescued from the prehistoric giant beast! (To be continued.) )