The white lights swept through the dark corridors, the ground was littered with broken stumps, and the barricades piled up with a dozen medical beds were crawling with infected cockroaches riddled with bullet holes. Behind the messy barricades, four gnawed white bones curled up on the bullet casings on the ground, Wang Zhiyuan lowered his head slightly and pulled the trigger, and half of the black-brown cockroaches popped out from under the dilapidated bed.

Only the infected cockroaches in the chest cavity and head remained, and their long tentacles whipped the ground, and their mouthparts kept biting and making a sound of "click~click~click~". Wang Zhiyuan twisted his neck, and slowly pulled out the drip rack next to the bed with his left hand. The cockroach that suddenly rushed to his feet was kicked in the right eye by Wang Zhiyuan, and the drip rack pierced the cockroach's chest cavity and nailed it to the bloodstained floor.

Wang Zhiyuan picked up a Type 15 automatic rifle from the bullet casings all over the ground, stepped down from the magazine and looked at it, and there was not a single bullet left in the empty magazine. Picked up four rifles and hung them on the back of Robot 5 and said, "Carry these back, it's not a trip in vain." ”

Killed more than a dozen cockroaches of all sizes along the way, Wang Zhiyuan opened the beep boy and said: "Pay attention to the outside of the building, there are many infected cockroaches here, and there is a high probability that it will be accompanied by the natural enemy of this species, the tall white-fronted spider, which is extremely large after infection." ”

Walking through the debris to the elevator lobby, there is a dusty model of a hospital floor with eight elevators on each side. The wide staircase in the middle, leading to the underground, has been completely blocked by several large instrument cabinets. On the door of the cabinet covered in bloody handprints, the words "Dangerous Creatures Infect Blood" are written.

Wang Zhiyuan picked up a broken list, patted off the ash of the floor model, and took a general look at the automatic diagnosis and treatment room, which should be on the 4th floor on the east side. Turning his head and greeting Robot 5, he walked into the wreckage-strewn staircase and smashed a withered cockroach on the ground with one foot. He raised his head and fired three shots in succession, and the black shadow hanging on the side wall of the staircase was shattered.

Watching the cracked spider skin roll to his feet, Wang Zhiyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, turned to the robot No. 5 behind him and said, "You go ahead to open the way, and I will cover you in the back." Robot 5 turned on the two Led lights on his shoulder and said, "Understood~ Master Chief." ”

There are more and more silk sacs hanging from the top of the head, and human remains of different shapes can be vaguely distinguished from the spider silk. As soon as I arrived at the stairwell on the third floor, I saw that the staircase door with a fire axe was slammed into two pieces.

Wang Zhiyuan made a gesture of preparation to Robot No. 5, walked around the side of the staircase door, and nodded to Robot No. 5, who took out the M2 heavy machine gun from behind. More than a dozen holes were pierced through the deformed staircase door in an instant, and the fire axe pinned to the door snapped into two with a "bang~" sound, and the huge centipede's head slammed into the door.

Robot No. 5, who had no sense of fear at all, lifted the M2 heavy machine gun and aimed it, and the centipede with red armor and black teeth fired a round of strafing, and the finger-thick bullets pierced into the centipede's raised abdominal armor one by one. Wang Zhiyuan saw that the opportunity was coming, flashed sideways from behind the drink machine by the wall, raised the semi-automatic shotgun, and in less than three seconds, a dozen 12-gauge shotguns directly smashed the two abdominal armors under the centipede's head.

Before the centipede's head, which was thicker than a human, shook a few times, it lay softly in front of Wang Zhiyuan, watching the centipede's body crawl into the stairwell and still squirm. Wang Zhiyuan uneasily picked up the shotgun that was still smoking from the muzzle, fired several shots at the centipede's green eyes, and shattered it together with the black fangs on the right, before he trembled and stepped on the centipede's red back armor.

Walking to the door of the four-story building, Wang Zhiyuan replaced the shotgun and the two-round drum, and made a gesture to Robot 5 with a fist with his right hand. The door of the building full of claw marks was smashed open by the mechanical robot No. 5 with two hammers, and the four legs rushed in with a jump, and Wang Zhiyuan followed after a few gunshots.

The two tall white-fronted spiders on the ground, which were quite large, had been smashed to their chests and abdomen, and the mucus with flocculent was sprayed all over the ground. The corridors on the fourth floor were much cleaner, except for some broken cobwebs, the remains of corpses were barely visible, and as soon as you entered, there was a huge isolation ward.

Wang Zhiyuan just patted the dust on the glass with his hand, wanting to see if there was a so-called automatic diagnosis and treatment machine, and the cobweb-covered ward was full of countless football-sized oocysts. With the tactical light on the helmet, I searched for a long time to confirm that there was none, and I was about to turn around and leave. Several black shadows suddenly collided on the glass in front of him, and the frightened Wang Zhiyuan grinned, and several spider fangs the size of a football directly pierced the glass of the isolation window and hung on it.

After calming down the feeling of being frightened again, Wang Zhiyuan was angry and took out an incendiary bomb from the small nylon bag on his power armor waist. Walked to the next experimental compartment, opened the sample transport window, and threw the incendiary bomb inside.

The spider silk in the room was ignited in an instant, and all the sheets and quilt covers were also ignited, and countless spider eggs suddenly burst open in the flames. One by one, the spiders that were still transparent were engulfed in flames, along with other spiders scurrying around.

Wang Zhiyuan pointed to the two sides of the corridor and said, "We have to move quickly, I don't want their mother to come to me to settle accounts." Xia Lingyun sent a message and said, "How are you there?" I saw a fire on the 4th floor. Wang Zhiyuan replied with a haha: "It's nothing~ Here are some cockroaches~ spiders and other insects, and I haven't encountered anything special, I'll go back when I find something." ”

He took four dry-ice fire extinguishers from the fire cabinet next to the wall, smashed the glass and threw an M24 grenade into the burning isolation ward. After a few loud bangs, the flames in the isolation ward behind him went out, and the black hole was full of spider wreckage curled up in a ball.

After a while, Robot 5 found the so-called automatic diagnosis and treatment machine in a medical room in the middle of the corridor, which felt similar to what was said on the news. It looks like a sleeping pod in a science fiction movie, basically a white cylinder two meters long and one meter thick, plus a control computer the size of a freezer.

Looking at this big guy, Wang Zhiyuan was a little worried: "This thing is not small, how to get it is a problem." Xia Lingyun glanced at the video and said: "I just used a drone to see that near the gate of the hospital, there is a crane for Karma to drive over." ”

Wang Zhiyuan smashed the glass of the window with a punch, stuck his head out and looked out, and the east side of the entire building was smoked black and brown. He patted Robot 5 on the shoulder, pointed to the wall between the two windows, and said, "Smash this wall as soon as possible, we're going to move things." ”

Just after a few slams, the window was suddenly blocked by a huge black shadow, and a furry thick leg slammed in, knocking into Robot 5, which was smashing the wall. Wang Zhiyuan fell back violently, lay on the ground and raised his gun at the spider's leg, which was thicker than a human, and fired more than a dozen shots in a row.

Green mucus sprinkled Wang Zhiyuan from the fist-sized hole, and he rolled over to avoid the spider's leg that was slapped down. Crawling and crawling, he ran to the stuck robot No. 5 in the corner, pulled up the two mechanical legs of No. 5, which was seriously deformed, and stumbled into the pharmacy next to him.