It's as fast as the wind..... Now Matthew and the others finally knew the meaning of this sentence, only to see that with the sound of gunshots, the lickers moved quickly, and the shot that everyone was determined to win was also shot elsewhere.

The lickers did not attack Matthew and the others for a while, but jumped up and down like apes, constantly testing everyone's firepower and reaction, like wolves hunting.

"Peyton with shotguns, Matt and I with grenades!" Looking at the fast-moving lickers, Matthew gave an order, took out a grenade from his waist and hung it on the muzzle.

"Die!" Matthew raised his grenade and fired at a licker standing on the table.

The grenade whistled out with a trail of smoke, and the licker's body jumped directly on the table, and pounced to the side.

The "Boom ....." grenade exploded suddenly, and although the licker made a dodge action, the flying shrapnel and shock wave still made it impossible to dodge, and was tossed to the ground by the explosion wave, and the exposed brain was shredded by shrapnel.

Hiss ..... watched his companion die, and a licker flew out of his tongue like a frog and shot the two-meter-long tongue at Matthew.

Matthew was also a seasoned veteran, and although he hadn't seen the power of a licker before, he was instinctively driven to roll on the aisle.

"Bang!" The licker's tongue hit the ventilation duct at once, tearing a crack in the iron-wrapped ventilation duct.

"!" As the licker attacked, the ventilation duct shook violently, and Matthew looked back at the torn iron sheet, gasping for air as he reached for the grenade at his waist again.

"Roar!" After seeing Matthew's movements, the lickers with the name of low-level Zhikun stood up and roared, and more than a dozen lickers all jumped up and pounced on the crowd on the pipe.

Contrary to what many people think, any great invention is originally conceived to be beautiful, and the same is true for T-viruses.

Ambrera's original plan for the T-virus was an anti-cancer drug, not a virus-like weapon as everyone imagined.

Millions of people die of cancer every year around the world, some of them are ordinary people and some of them are dignitaries. But no matter what your identity is, it is futile in the face of cancer, and death is your ultimate companion.

Therefore, compared with the virus weapon that sees the light to die, the successful development of anti-cancer drugs can bring more benefits to Ambrera. The company, the company, the interests of the supreme. Today's T virus is nothing more than a product of the failure of anti-cancer drugs. After all, compared to the fame and fortune of anti-cancer drugs, virus weapons are not so high.

Lickers are human drug experimenters in Ambrera, they are drug people in the medical community, and they are the existence of the company specifically for testing new anti-cancer agents. And the first to come into contact with the T-virus is them.

A dozen lickers leap up in sync as Matthew holds his hand on the grenade, exposed brain tissue filled with disgusting plasma.

More than a dozen tongues flew out and headed towards Matthew, who was on the cusp of the limelight, and for a while Matthew seemed extremely lonely.

"Get out of the way!" Standing beside Matthew, Alice let out a low cry and raised her hands violently like Yuri erupting in red alert.

"Boom ....." centered on Alice, and a telekinetic fluctuation suddenly erupted from her side, like a wave of air from the center of the explosion, and swept outward.

The licker's body rushed towards as if it had hit a wall, and the first thing that hit the wall was the tongue that flew out, and then the licker's hideous body.

The Licker was bounced off by the telekinetic impact, then rolled on the ground and got back to his feet. Alice's telekinesis attack looks huge, but because everyone is of the same level, Alice's group attack only defuses Matthew's crisis, and it is not a big loss for the licker.

"Sizzle..... The lickers kept spinning back and forth on the ground on all fours, and their original gaze shifted from Matthew's body to Alice.

"Die!" The forgotten Matthew raised the muzzle of his gun, and he quickly loaded the grenade on the muzzle of the grenade, and then pulled the trigger on the licker.

"Boom..... Boom ......" two explosions rang out, and Matt fired a grenade in addition to Matthew's grenade.

Two grenades exploded around the four lickers, and the hideous-looking monsters were blown to pieces by the blows of modern thermal weapons.

"I have one grenade left, what about yours?" Matthew didn't have time to check the results, and with a dip into his waist, he loaded the last grenade on the muzzle of his gun.

"I have three rounds left, but I'm running out of bullets, and I still have three magazines in stock!" Matt's grip on the gun tightened, and he replied without thinking.

The special operations squad is standard for five people, each equipped with four grenades, an M-16 automatic rifle, and five magazines. Finally, each of them had a pistol, a dagger, and two grenades.

With the exception of Peyton's shotgun, everyone else has this configuration. And in their plan, such a weapon would be enough to kill the underground base and complete the mission.

However, people are not as good as heaven, and the attrition in the laser channel makes the possibility of completing the task small. And now the weapons of the companions in the laser channel have all been swept away by the laser, which makes everyone's firepower unable to show for a while.

"What can I do! You have to protect me, I don't want to die yet! With Matthew's words, the doctor's face turned ashen, and as a guide, he didn't even have a pistol on him, let alone any high-powered weapons.

"Peyton, call for backup, the mission is not done!" Matthew looked down at Alice and said with some deflatedness.

"The nearest company force is in Osaka, as long as we can hold out for an hour!" Payton handed Matthew the grenade he was carrying, then removed his backpack, took out his computer, and began to contact the outside world.

"Didi ....." Peyton's face changed as Didi knocked on the computer twice, and he couldn't help but look at Matthew.

"What's wrong?" Matthew swapped his magazine as he stared at the lickers below who were looking for a position to attack. "The signal is cut off!" Peyton's face was ugly, even a little pale.

"What do you mean, can't you fix it?" It's just a combatant, Matthew, who doesn't understand these technologies, asked again.

"It's the outside world that the transmission signal has been cut off, and I can't do anything about it!" Peyton shook his head silently and slipped his palm-sized computer back into his bag, shotgun in hand.

"Doctor, be careful!" Matthew didn't say anything, unfastened the pistol from his waist and threw it to the doctor.

(End of chapter)