Da-da-da!

Two steam wagons rampage deeper into the Sivar mines, flaming machine guns flying mutants trying to attack the vans.

No one dared to let their guard down, because the trucks contained not only guns and ammunition, but also a large number of oxygen cylinders that soldiers in protective suits relied on to survive in an environment full of mutations.

The soldiers didn't just rely on them to breathe, the oxygen cylinders were also timers, and in Professor Beddoley's prediction, if the oxygen cylinders were not lost, there would be enough oxygen for ten people to survive in the mine for four hours, which is probably the limit of the soldiers' physical strength.

They are to leave with as much intel as possible before they run out of oxygen.

On a hill a kilometer away from the entrance to the Sivar mine, Chief Charles was using a telescope to observe the situation in the mine.

Distant gunshots rang out, and Professor Bedoli and several soldiers followed him, asking Charles worriedly.

"Sir Charles, did they get into the mines?"

"Everything seems to be going well, at least confirm that our soldiers are not showing signs of the early stages of the mutation, and now they are driving into the depths of the mine, with three hours and forty minutes remaining, good luck to them. ”

Charles put down the brass telescope, because the large iron gate that separates the Sivar mine is still far from the living and working areas of the mine, and when the two steam cars quickly drive deeper into the mine, only two black dots are left in the field of vision.

Soldiers outside the mine also don't feel relaxed because they don't have access to the mine, because they have other tasks to do.

"Professor, let's go back and rest first, and then I'll take people into the mountains to search, and from today onwards, there will be a large army to deal with this matter one after another, you don't have to worry. ”

Motioning for his men to send Professor Bedoli and his assistant back to the temporary transit point, Charles quickly led his soldiers in the other direction to leave the last line of defense between the Sivar mines and the city of Jikransi.

As the scorching sun gradually climbed, Professor Bedoli and his assistant returned to the room to continue to improve the drawings of the protective clothing, which was indeed not practical at present, and there were many things that could be improved.

Triangles flicker and flatter on scratch paper, pencils make crisp clatters against wooden tables, and hazmat suits are quickly outlined on creamy paper.

Professor Bedoli struggled to remember how the soldiers had been dressed in hazmat suits, but for some reason, he had always felt that there was something strange about the atmosphere at the stop, and that he couldn't tell what was wrong.

His thoughts suddenly became confused and irritable in the hot and humid temperatures, and Professor Bedley stopped his movements and looked out the window where soldiers had been patrolling.

"Professor Beddoley, what's wrong with you, are you worried about Mr. Cliff?"

"No, I don't know what's going on, but there's always a feeling of unsteadiness in my heart, and I think that when Mr. Cliff comes back at noon, maybe we should get out of here......"

Before Professor Badori could finish answering his assistant's question, he suddenly saw a soldier approaching outside the window, and immediately lowered his voice and stopped talking.

......

For some reason, the exterior of the Sivar mine seemed to be in a delicate atmosphere, while inside the mine, two drivers kept hitting the scaly monsters that appeared in their field of vision.

The buzzing throttle sounded to indicate that the extremely depressed soldier was venting through destruction, and the soldier with his protective suit tied to his seat stood in the opening of the rear compartment, holding a machine gun and constantly strafing the pursuing monsters behind him.

"Shit!"

"It was beaten to the point that it could crawl with only one hand, how should we deal with these corpses that can't die, isn't there anything the research institute can do!"

The soldier scolded and complained as he fired, but he was not in the same car as Bill, and the sound of the tin through the sheet was muffled by the hail of bullets.

The sound of gunfire drew more mutants around them into the direction of the truck, and the shattered mutants lay in pools of blood, still shaking their muscles unwillingly.

Those that have mutated more fully have hard, black scales that cover almost their entire body, and the scales block most of the damage from the machine guns.

The mutant bodies moved so fast that they had lost their hair and other body hair, their heads were covered in thick black skin, and their eyebrows were bulging like dinosaurs, blocking their blood-colored and cruel pupils underneath.

"Giggle ......"

"Roaring ——!"

They have grown and have large mouths, and the corners of their mouths are almost under the piercings, and the reason why Bill describes them this way is because these mutants no longer have ears, and even the teeth used by humans to chew have fallen out, and they have grown sharp ghost teeth!

The steam wagon spun around a bend in the back, and the soldiers who were standing behind to clean up the mutants immediately staggered, and they got up again and shouted for a change of bullet and fired, because there was no other time to think about it at the moment.

There are currently five people in each steam wagon, the driver is responsible for driving the steam cargo, while the road police officer and Bill sit in the passenger seat, and the rest of the soldiers are all in the back trunk, responsible for protecting the steam wagon from the mutant attack.

However, although Bill was sitting in the passenger seat, he did not give the driver directions, but just asked him to follow the car in front of him all the way in.

He was wiping the gun in his hand with a rag, and the sound of the guns was all behind him, and his face was completely distorted under the glass that outsiders could not see clearly.

"Hehe, what a troublesome protective suit, what's so scary about mutations?"

"Bill, have you thought about what to do for a while?"

"Isn't it already planned, Charles asked me to find a way to kill the mutants, and I don't have a good way to do it except to use all kinds of methods on them!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

There was a strange laugh from the stuffy iron bucket, but the driver, who was busy fighting zombies, hadn't noticed anything unusual about the man next to him.

As the sun slowly climbed into the air, the warm sunlight shone directly on the black and gray earth, and I don't know if it was the illusion of the soldiers, they felt that the movement of the mutant seemed to become sluggish, and the temperature inside the hazmat suit continued to rise.

One soldier awkwardly lowered his weapon, pulled out a state-of-the-art camera of the current era from a wooden box, spilled shatters of straw on the ground, and began to photograph what was happening.

The focus is on photographing the details of these complete mutants, as well as the number of mutants they have attracted so far from the Iron Gate entrance.

As the mutant's speed slows down, the steam wagon finally shakes off the haunting scaly monsters that are too much for a machine gun to deal with, and arrives at its second destination behind the large iron gate.

Miners' living quarters.

The faint yellow light shone on the miners' dormitory building, as if someone had put a filter in front of the soldiers' eyes, and the steam wagon stopped in the miners' playground, leaving blood stains on the messy playground.

After the steam car stopped, the soldiers standing in the trunk looked at each other, and they could feel the strange smell in the air.

It was so quiet, so quiet that even the shadows on the ground stood still, as if everything was dead, as if nothing had ever lived......

"Why don't you have a monster ......?"

The group leader first swallows saliva and asks questions.

Two minutes ago, he had been shooting mutants frantically, and now he was next to the lifeless building, which caused a hint of panic to rise in his heart.

Unknown dangers are always scarier than known dangers, and this is the source of all horror stories.

"Brigadier General Charles asked us to find out if there were any survivors in the mine, and he said that he might be able to learn the truth about the sudden outbreak of mutation from the mouths of these people......"

A soldier hesitated as the team leader jumped out of the trunk and dragged a thick black rubber hose to another steam car and knocked on the driver's window.

Bang bang bang!

"Come out, get out of the car first!"

"There are no mutants here, let's discuss what to do next!"

The leader of the group shouted in his throat, and soon two steam wagons were parked side by side, and all ten people got out of the car to talk about the reason why there were no mutants in the miners' living quarters.

The miners' living quarters still retain traces of post-disaster reconstruction, and the soldiers with cameras did not forget to take photos in time, and all the images of the empty square and the discussion gathered around us were preserved.

"Mr. Cliff, you're a scientist at the institute and you've lived here for a while, why don't you think there are any monsters here?"

The team leader asked respectfully, he had thought the weak-looking man was a trick until he rescued his crew with a shotgun and threatened everyone to complete the task seriously.

"Tsk, how do I know that I wasn't there when these people mutated!"

"The idiocy problem, isn't it because the miners went to mine underground when the mutation broke out, who else could cause it?"

"Didn't that kid Charles say that you should inspect the miners' living quarters and the administrator's building, what do we need to discuss now, isn't it hot enough?"

Bill's tone sounded uncomfortable.

But for some reason, he felt that his mouth had become uncontrollable after entering the mine, and his emotions fluctuated unconsciously.

However, his last complaint still aroused the echo of everyone, in the summer when the temperature is as high as 20 degrees, no one is comfortable with a large iron bucket that is not breathable.

“...... Then we'll quickly enter these buildings to find out the situation and survivors, and if nothing else is found, move on to the next target location as soon as possible. ”

The decision was quickly accepted by everyone, and the team leader pointed to the silent police guide and asked him to come and give everyone an introduction to the terrain.

The little police guide spoke with difficulty, although only half an hour had passed, the massive loss of water had already had a very serious impact on his mental state.

After all, the physical strength of the police in a small city is not comparable to that of a soldier who has been trained all year round.

"These buildings are miners' dormitories, each of which is three stories high, and each floor has two rows of rooms facing north and south......"

"The building on the right-hand side is the miners' canteen, and there is a kitchen and hot water room behind the canteen, and the public toilet is on the ......"

"This white building across the playground is the administrator's building, where the miners' files and important information ......"

After explaining the surrounding buildings to the soldiers, the police guide was so dry that he lay on the ground, but no one asked him about his condition.

Everyone endured the same things as him, the Soldier and Bill were equally uncomfortable, but they learned to endure the long agony.

The two team leaders quickly agreed to send three soldiers into two groups to inspect the miners' quarters and the administrator's apartments at the same time, which would save time.

Naturally, Bill and the little police guide were left to wait in the steam wagon, with one team leader following the team to inspect the Administrator's apartment, while the other team leader and a soldier stayed behind to protect the steam wagon from being attacked and destroyed.

The soldiers infiltrated with cameras and machine guns, and the iron sheets even began to burn in the scorching sun, and a sudden gust of wind blew in the depths of the mining area, but it could not take away the heat and anxiety in the hearts of the soldiers.

The wait was always long, and Bill was half-leaning against the wheels of the steam wagon, a large shadow overhead.

He bent one leg and stretched the other out at will, lying in a comfortable position, looking like a lifeless machine left behind in the area.

However, if you get closer, you can hear a strange sound coming from the large tin bucket, and those who don't know must think that this thing is cursed.

“...... Damn, we're far away from Brittus, why can't you restore my abilities yet?"

"Bill, it's not that easy to block and unlock abilities, and we have to go back to that city, once we are discovered, we will be finished!"

"But I feel like I'm going to be finished, you can hide in the shadows and not be affected, but I'm going to be trapped in this body and tortured by the heat!"

"Of course I know, of course I know, we hate the sun and the heat the most, but we have to be patient, and we have to be patient for a better future......"

“......！！”

As his thoughts became more and more chaotic, Bill's emotions became more and more sharp and depressed, and his head suddenly shook violently in the glass cover, and the steel wire mesh hit the ground......

“......”

“...... Hey!"

“...... Mr. Cliff!"

The familiar voice gradually came to his brain, and he was so dazed that he couldn't see who the man in the protective suit was......

Contracting his somewhat numb fingers, Bill tried to get himself back to normal......

......

Without warning, it suddenly darkened in front of my eyes!

"Ahh

"Ahh

The roars of mutants and the horrific screams of humans reached their ears through the tin skin, and the dim light shot into the eyes through the dark green blood......

Suddenly......

Fresh air pours into the nasal passages, followed by a peculiar, pungent and sweet smell of gas crawling down the rubber tube and into the brain!

Sweat, cough, throat cramps......

Intense dizziness and vomiting, swollen face, and rapid drop in body temperature......

Teeth clenched, breathing shallow, irregular, dilated pupils, and paralysis of breathing lead to death......

Bill lost his breath and struggled, and on the eve of his death, he saw himself being dragged deep into the mines, with two broken thick ...... behind him