Ink Marks lay motionless in the cabin, and the sound of cannon/fire outside the cabin and the roar of zombies were much less.

Six people wearing Chinese Army/Army green/camouflage army/uniforms and special anti-poison/mask walked in, and all of them were holding all Chinese/Army//Army equipment. One of the leaders with the rank of captain/captain was the first to rush into the first-class cabin where the ink mark was. As he walked, he shouted, "Joey, you come i."

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The man named Joey, who was carrying a green military/backpack, followed briskly. The rest of the people are on guard according to the terrain.

Joey removed his backpack and pulled out an equally black but somewhat charred lockbox from inside and opened it and placed it next to the box, with five bottles on the front and labeled "Sata."

Four of them were cracked, with only some blue liquid remaining, and the other one, with only a tiny crack on the bottle, also containing blue liquid. Joey put away the original lockbox, locked it and put it in his backpack, and put the lockbox containing the blue potion in the place where the original box was. After doing this, he went to examine the six bodies. The second lieutenant walked around the cabin, scanning the surroundings and spotting the syringe next to the ink mark and the bottle he was holding. His heart beat faster, and he instinctively felt a hint of threat, and leaned down, holding the 95/Rifle in his right hand, his index finger on the trigger/machine, the muzzle of the gun towards the head of the ink mark, and his left hand towards the syringe next to the ink mark, his eyes looking at the childish white face and the left arm and left hand wrapped in pitch-black similar metal.

The second lieutenant was startled and stunned by the eyes of the ink, although the right eye of the ink mark was no different from that of an ordinary person, but the left eye was gray-white and red-black pupils. The second lieutenant didn't pull the trigger, it was fear that kept him from moving, and it was unimaginable that as a battle-hardened veteran, he could not have been so timid.

Inkmark's eyes glowed green, as if he were a hungry wolf. Sitting up sharply, his left hand easily snatched his gun, and his mouth bit the second lieutenant's neck so hard that his canine teeth pierced his carotid artery, and blood burst out. Inkmark twisted his neck vigorously and tore off a piece of flesh. The second lieutenant covered his wound with both hands and fell to the ground shouting. When Joey saw this, he screamed in fear: "help! "Run out the door. Inkmark slanted at the man who had run out, watched him leave, and then continued to eat the second lieutenant's flesh on his own. The two members of the team ran over and raised their guns to aim, and Ink Marks looked at them mockingly with the red-black pupils of his gray left eye, and the two men were also too frightened to shoot immediately. Ink Marks smiled disdainfully, took out the 9mm mouth/diameter 9/2/hand/gun from the second lieutenant's waist, aimed and fired, but it didn't sound.

"Huh? Embarrassed......" Inkmark was puzzled for a moment, rolled to the right and hid behind a seat, carefully studying the gun.

One of the two men nervously asked, "Joey, is the captai."

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it!?” Although they speak quietly. But Inkmark heard well and knew what they were saying: Joey, is the captain okay? What's that inside! Inkmark couldn't help but wonder why they spoke English. Two more people came outside the door, and the five of them divided into two groups to cover each other alternately, gradually advancing towards the first class. The ink marks were almost studied, and the gun did not shoot bullets because the safety was not opened. The ink mark removed the safety, took the gun in his right hand, and got up to shoot. As soon as he was covered with three shots/bullets, his face was whistling past him, and his face immediately bled out, but the fourth shot did not follow. This was not to be expected by the ink marks, who were well aware of the role of every part of his body's current structure after the virus transformation. His left eye can attract the gaze of all conscious beings and cause them irresistible fear. Inkmark shot the four men four times in quick succession, but the other ran away. Then he turned to look down at the second lieutenant, who had stopped breathing, and tore off his mask, a blonde foreigner. Ink touched his chin with his left hand, and thought for a while, thinking that it might be related to a certain country. I rummaged through the ensign's body, but I couldn't find any useful ID. He saw that the bottle of blue liquid was also labeled sata

, couldn't help but have some doubts, so he was about to pick it up and take a look, when he suddenly heard the sound of the helicopter propeller rolling in the air, maybe it would be too late if he didn't leave. He stuffed the blue potion into his trench coat, and when he left, he saw a brown crocodile wallet lying on the sofa, so he took the ink mark with him, walked to the cab, and then smashed the already broken nose windshield with his left hand, climbed out, and jumped to the ground. Eleven men dressed in the same clothes as the people who had just been on the plane surrounded them with guns. Ink Mark didn't speak, and calmly took out the blue virus from his bosom with his right hand, and then raised his hands. The group looked nervously at the ink mark, or more precisely, at his left eye, where a Wuzhi-10 hovered in front of him.

Inkmark sighed, looked at the group of people who were a little trembling with disdain, and said, "The virus is in my hands." A man said in fluent Chinese: "Comrade, don't be impulsive, hand it over." Inkmark sighed and said, "Okay! Then the virus was thrown into the air, and everyone was terrified to death, looking at the virus in the air in despair. With an extraordinary speed, the ink mark strangled the nearest person with his left hand, and the right thumb was put on the index finger of the person on the trigger, and immediately a row of bullets was fired at several people behind the ink mark and fell. The relieved man immediately shot at the inkmarks, but the inkmarks were already stuffed between them, and they quickly leaned over, and the bullets were all on their own. The rest of the people picked up ** and slapped at the ink mark, which easily dodged and tore a big hole in them with their left hand. Just in time, the ink mark stopped, caught the virus, put it into his arms, and gave the pilot of the plane a middle finger. Wu/Zhi-10 immediately responded with fire,

"Boom, boom!" Machine/artillery bombardment of the ground.

Inkmark sped towards the plane, and the helicopter flew backwards and pulled up, firing a fire/arrow/bullet.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

But it still didn't stop the pace of the ink marks. After the ink marks dodged, he jumped more than 30 meters with the shock wave generated by the explosion, grabbed the hot cannon with his left hand, was picked up by the plane, and flew towards the outside of the stadium. The driver uses his superb driving skills to make tactical maneuvers: jump reversal, 360-degree flip, dive, jump, ...... It's just that I can't shake the ink off at all. A little further away from the stadium, Inkmark swung himself into the windshield of the helicopter with a force on his left arm, and the pilot looked at him in horror, and Inkmark's left hand penetrated the bulletproof glass and stabbed into the pilot's chest. The plane lost control and began to fall. Ten meters away from the ground, Ink Stomped on the fuselage with both feet and jumped away from the plane. A few seconds later, there was a loud explosion, the wave of fire lifted him several meters away, the ink mark took off the burning clothes, extinguished the fire on his body with his hands, and then quickly ran towards Changping District......