Section 437 Intruders
Liu Tianming is the fastest.
He found the focus in a very short time.
Dai Fang was mortally wounded, and death was inevitable. This kind of injury is different from the infection mutation caused by ordinary people who have been bitten by a murderous corpse, but the complete destruction of fatal parts of the body. But in any case, as long as the speed of the attack was fast enough, the short time before Dai Fang's death was enough for him to tell the secrets he knew.
The bone blade roared down with even greater force, severing the infected's arms from their elbows as they rushed into the room.
"Stop him! Don't be too busy, stay alive! β
Liu Tianming held the dying Dai Fang, connected with the broken arm that penetrated from his chest, turned around in a circle in the room, blocked the opponent with his shoulder, and firmly protected Dai Fang in his arms.
This little time is enough for Zheng Xiaoyue and Yang Qingguo to do it. They greeted each other from the left and right, Zheng Xiaoyue released the ice blade and ice pick from a very close distance, Yang Qingguo did not bring a weapon, and directly clasped the other party's shoulders with both hands and pressed it against the wall.
Liu Tianming helped Dai Fang to lean back in his chair. A tremendous pain enveloped Dai Fang's body. He felt like he was being firmly nailed in, unable to move, his mind wandering in chaos and darkness. The body was numb and had no power, and he couldn't do anything, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the fist of flesh and blood protruding from his chest.
Liu Tianming approached the ear of Dai Fang, who was becoming unconscious, and roared hoarsely: "Tell me, what did you think of?" β
All this happened by no accident.
Dai Fang heard his roar. This is probably the most striking sign that life is still in the world. Through the blurred vision, Dai Fang could barely judge Liu Tianming's face. He grinned, smirking, and a few words of blood and foam came out of his throat.
"Photo...... Synthesis...... It's fake. β
ββ¦β¦ I...... We...... No...... Family ......"
There is no first aid that can save a mortal injury like a broken heart. Liu Tianming clearly heard the words that came out of Dai Fang's mouth. He couldn't help but feel shocked, and the hands holding Dai Fang couldn't help but loosen, and his bloody body slipped off, leaning back on the chair, losing his balance, and falling to the ground on his side.
We don't have family.
We don't have a family!
A very simple sentence made Liu Tianming have many consciousnesses that he had never thought of. He stood there dumbfounded, his hands covered in blood, as if everything he saw was covered in blood.
Zheng Xiaoyue fired several icicles in succession, nailing the infected body that broke through the door to the wall. This must be attributed to Yang Qingguo: if he hadn't desperately held down the opponent's shoulder, Zheng Xiaoyue would not have been able to aim so accurately, directly penetrating the opponent's shoulder, knee, and other important joints with a thick and hard ice pick.
In the short-distance intercom placed on another chair, there was a noisy shout, and Luo Kuan's panting voice.
"Boss, the situation is under control. There are two infected bodies outside, both of which are normal types, not strong, and both are in the third stage of juveniles. I killed one head, and Cao Xinneng killed the other one. The sentinels spotted it in a timely manner, and no one was injured. What should I do with the body? Eat now? Or are you waiting for you to come over and assign it? β
Liu Tianming's face was gloomy, and he wiped his chin vigorously with his bloody right hand. It was as if it was in the wrong place, not snapping into the skull joint. In fact, he felt that he needed the smell of blood to stimulate him now in order to make his chaotic mind sober and calm.
Picking up the intercom placed on the chair, he ordered in a cold voice: "Arrange for the people below to rearrange the defenses, and arrange three times the vigilance tonight." Bring the two killed infected, all of you. β
Turning off the communication, Liu Tianming turned around and walked towards the infected body that had been pinned to the wall by an ice pick.
It is a middle-aged woman with a good face, wearing a normal style sweatshirt. Loose hair fell from the front of his forehead, and his chest rose and fell with rapid breathing.
It kept roaring, roaring at the people present.
"Let go of me, let me go."
"I didn't want to hunt you. I...... I'm not your enemy, I didn't think to provoke you, let me go! β
"Spare me! I don't want to die. β
Her strength was so great that the icicle nailed into the wall shook as she struggled. Liu Tianming, who was full of ferocity, rushed over and slashed off its other arm with a bone blade, and Zheng Xiaoyue sent out six ice picks at the right time, neatly nailing its legs. The woman's eyes widened, her lips opened to the limit, and she let out a terrible scream that did not resemble a human voice.
The blood erupting from the severed arm exudes a strong food temptation.
Liu Tianming grabbed the woman's hair hard, resisted the desire to open his mouth and bite the other party's throat, and asked in an ugly and hoarse voice: "Say, who sent you?" β
Battles don't come suddenly without warning. Even if the infected prey on each other, they will obey the most basic biological laws. Including the core members of the mutant infected body team who were promoted from the followers and had been injected with immunotherapy and Liu Tianming's blood, there were as many as a dozen core members. Although most of them have a low evolutionary level and weak combat effectiveness. But the numerical superiority is obvious, and even the stupidest idiots understand the truth that collective combat effectiveness is higher than that of individuals.
"I don't know! No one...... No one sent me! β
The woman cried loudly, her body struggling back and forth on the wall with her lost hands, but she couldn't let go: "I'm just passing by, there's a supermarket to the west of you, and you can still find some food there. I...... I'm referring to biscuits and rice. I didn't intend to provoke you. I know it's dangerous, and I'm not going to be stupid enough to be an enemy of all of you. Please let me go! I'm leaving, never coming back. β
There was another knock on the door outside.
Liu Tianming motioned for Yang Qingguo to open the door, and Luo Kuan and Cao Xinneng each walked in with a corpse on their shoulders. This is followed by all the core members of the team. Everyone had a hungry look on their faces, licking their tongues all the time, like hungry ghosts who hadn't eaten for days.
The room was big enough for everyone to come in.
Liu Tianming let go of the woman's hair in his hand and ordered Zheng Xiaoyue, who was standing next to him, in a cold voice: "Divide the food, everyone must be fair." β
Zheng Xiaoyue showed a hint of hesitation on her face.
She didn't want to say no, she wanted a bigger share of the food.
When subjective thinking is controlled by mutant cells, Zheng Xiaoyue feels that she can get certain privileges and benefits through the relationship between herself and Liu Tianming.
"Say it again! It must be distributed fairly! β
Liu Tianming saw through the idea that was driving Zheng Xiaoyue to hesitate to mutate cells, and once again issued an irresistible order: "Otherwise, I will kill you and eat you at all!" β
This is definitely not a threat.
The process of sharing the food is carried out in front of the woman.
A sharp knife plunged into the corpse, thinly slicing along the skeletal joint. Ligaments and tendons are severed, and underneath the torn skin is yellowish fat. The blood was not wasted, and everyone leaned around the corpse's neck and drank a few sips. The two infected individuals did not die for a long time, and the blood in their bodies had not yet clotted. In the jargon of human foodiesββββ they are all fresh and have not yet rotted and spoiled.
Liu Tianming forced himself not to look at the bloody images full of strong temptation when his companions shared the food. He stared at the woman nailed to the wall, grabbed her by the hair again, lifted her neck upright, and cried out hoarsely: "Do not deceive me! Tell me honestly! Who sent you? Look at them, look at these two people. If you want to get the same fate as them, then keep lying! β
"I really didn't lie to you! I swear! β
The woman's cry had become hoarse. Because of the severe injury and bleeding, her physical strength is rapidly becoming exhausted: "I am really just passing by, really just passing by!" β
Liu Tianming grabbed the woman's severed arm, stuffed it into his mouth and sucked it desperately, and asked vaguely: "Then why did you rush in?" And the people who want to kill us? β
There is so much blood that it is a waste to flow like this. On the premise of not harming the target's life, Liu Tianming felt that he had to drink some.
"I don't know!"
The woman shook her head desperately, trying to show her innocence: "I really don't know anything." I did kill someone, but I didn't do it. I've never run so fast, and I don't know why I had such crazy thoughts. I...... I don't know anything. No one sent me, and I don't know why. β
Zheng Xiaoyue had already finished her share of food. She stood up, walked to Liu Tianming's side, stared at the woman with greedy eyes, and kept licking her bloody lips: "Are you playing with us?" Who would believe such a statement? β
The woman's blood was lost a lot, her face was pale, and she also figured something out in severe pain and fear. She shook her head with difficulty and spoke intermittently, "I know you won't believe it. We are one kind. You want to eat me, and I want to eat you. β
"Am I sending this to the door myself? Or do you want to challenge them all? β
"Hahahaha! I see, you won't believe anything I say. There will never be any trust between us. Like the people I ate before, they were my food, and now I am your food again. β
Liu Tianming put down his broken arm, raised his head, and looked at the woman deeply.
He smacked the heavy smell of blood in his mouth, turned around, looked at Dai Fang, who had fallen to the ground and was dead, and then turned his gaze back to the woman.
The dying eyes with a miserable smile kept looking at Liu Tianming. He also understood what the woman was trying to convey through her gaze.
Let me die a happy death.
Don't torture me.
After being silent for a few seconds, Liu Tianming suddenly opened his mouth and bit off the woman's neck.
(End of chapter)