Chapter 70: The Shadow of Montreal
Four and a half p.m., Montreal
Two helicopter gunships circled in mid-air.
"Headquarters, headquarters, we have arrived in Montreal"
"No target ...... found at this time"
"There are no anomalous ......"
As the sun slanted westward, there were only black zombie figures moving on the streets of Montreal, scattered in all corners of Montreal, these zombies were once citizens of Montreal, and at a certain moment, the zombies subconsciously stopped and raised their heads.
Fascinated by the roar of the propellers, the ground began to roar like a hellish feast, and even though he was used to such a scene, the pilot of the helicopter still felt a chill from the depths of his back when he saw it.
At this time, the helicopter had been circling for a week, and did not find a group of survivors driving off-road vehicles in the area requested in the order, but let the surrounding zombies gather around, like a torrent to bite the tail of the helicopter.
"Group two, group two, you first attract these infected people and go to the east, there is a football field there, and teach these brainless things some lessons."
"Received, the second group received, reduced flight altitude, preparation for firing."
The personnel on these two helicopters are now very experienced in dealing with zombies, one of the gunships turned in the sky, and the M197 "Gatling-style" cannons on both sides of the fuselage began to fire wildly, and a group of zombies at the front of the Kuroshio Tide suddenly fell like wheat harvesting.
"Come on! Come on! Give me all the death! ā
The 20mm bullet in the hot barrel poured, and the bodies of countless zombies were directly torn into pieces, the bullets passed through, and the flesh exploded, and in an instant, the ground was dyed with a miserable green blood path, although such an attack seemed insignificant in the zombie tide, but it successfully attracted the attention of the zombies.
"The second team has completed the mission, okay, we have to hurry up and find the target, 750 rounds is not enough for that kid of Haruch to squander."
"Report to the headquarters, the eastern sector has been searched, and a group is now searching for the western district."
"Headquarters received, headquarters received."
Another gunship veered in the other direction, and after about two minutes of leaving, an abrupt voice came over the communicator, "Ah, what kind of monster is that...... Pull up the height, hurry up and pull up the height! The tone was alarmed, followed by intense gunfire.
"Two groups, two groups...... What happened? Damn it! Turn around, turn around, they seem to be under attack. ā
Before he had time to think about it, the pilot pulled the steering stick urgently, and the helicopter turned around in mid-air and headed back towards Montreal's West End. Immediately, they saw the helicopter of the second group jumping up and down in mid-air like a drunk.
Under the helicopter, a thick, long, blood-red tentacle spread from the ground.
"Support shooting immediately! Fire! ā
The fiery muzzle of the Gatling-style cannon began to spin rapidly, and the blood-red tentacle was suddenly shot in two, and they also saw the figure of a soldier being dropped from the helicopter gunship, which happened to land on the balcony of a tall building.
"Damn! Two groups, two groups, hurry up and raise the height, we'll cover for you. ā
"No, Haruch is not dead, I want to save him......"
"It's too late, rise now, rise right away! Let's take cover, hurry! ā
A group of helicopters turned their noses, Gatling's bullets fired wildly, and suddenly there was an extremely sharp long roar on the ground, and a scarlet tentacle in the air shot through the rear tail of the gunship like a cannonball, and the helicopter immediately lost its balance in the sky and kept spinning in place.
The tentacle attack was so fast and weird that the helicopter that lost its tail had to make a forced landing!
"No ......"
Now the ground is full of horrific corpses, and the only result of the forced landing is to fall.
"Rush over! Kill them! Even if I die, I won't make these monsters feel good! ā
The helicopter with its tail on fire was like a mad cow out of control, slamming into the direction where the tentacles on the ground were flying.
Suddenly, two scarlet tentacles shot up from the ground, directly piercing the glass in front of the gunship, nailing to the pilot's chest, his body and seat were dyed blood, and his angry gaze finally became hollow, and the helicopter also crashed headlong into the nearby building. The firelight exploded, and shards of debris and glass drifted from the sky.
"Nope! You bastard! ā
Seeing that a group of people were destroyed in order to save themselves, and the pilot of the second group of helicopters was enthusiastic, he wanted to rush down regardless of a single thing, but in the end reason overcame impulse, and when the helicopter went up, he could no longer see Haruch who had fallen on the balcony, and he could only secretly pray that Haruch could find a place to hide.
When the helicopter flew into the air, several more tentacles flew from the ground, but they eventually returned because the length was not enough. The helicopter finally left in a hurry, leaving behind the wreckage of the plane and a soldier whose fate was uncertain
There was still a faint black smoke from the protective helmet that was blown off the plane, and it was suddenly shattered by a thick tentacle, and in the sunset, on the wide streets of Montreal, a tall figure with a dozen tentacles behind it stood quietly.
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Inside a small room.
Haluk finally slowly regained consciousness, and the memories in his mind were still stuck on the scarlet tentacles on the plane and the fading helicopter figure...... He remembers that he fell off the helicopter.
What is this place?
Faintly, he heard the voices of several people.
"The No. 5 real yĆ n body is still mutating...... The number of tentacles today is already 23, and it is not certain that this is the upper limit. ā
"Now that the zombies within a radius of about two kilometers have been summoned, it seems that the ability of Number Five is stronger than we thought."
"News from Ford...... Comparable to the real yĆ n body of No. 1...... Right in Toronto. ā
"The zombies that can make Ford deflated, I really want to see them, they should be here today."
"The sudden appearance of the 'military' in the afternoon will not cause any change"
When he heard the word military, Haluk's body trembled involuntarily. Secretly said 'not good' in his heart, listening to the footsteps coming towards him, Haloch already knew that he couldn't hide it, and without hesitation, he had already pulled out a dagger in his hand, and he didn't see the person clearly, the whole person had jumped up violently, and the dagger in his hand hooked over.
However, the body lost its balance in the next moment, and was hit in the abdomen by a powerful brute force, and the whole body spasmed in pain.
Then he could see the faces of the people who came.
There were two people in the room, the one on the left looked like a Canadian, with short curly blond hair, a very capable figure, and an M4 in his hand, and the other was a tall black man, wearing a camouflage military uniform on his mountain-like body, and Haluk's dagger had reached the black man's hand in a moment, and the blade of the dagger was skillfully turned around with his fingertips, and the black man looked at Haluk with a slight mockery, as if he was laughing at his incompetence.
Such skills are by no means ordinary citizens, and they do not wear formal military uniforms. Is it a mercenary or some kind of special forces?
"You ...... Who is it? ā
"Recruit, you don't seem to have figured out the situation yet, now you need to answer my questions, not ask questions." The dagger in the black man's hand pressed against Haruch's cheek and slapped it gently.
"What do you want to do...... Yes...... Yes...... My God! What are you doing. ā
The sharp tip of the knife cut a piece of flesh from Haruch's cheek, blood gushed out from the wound, and the frantically dancing hands were pulled from the black man left and right, and he shook it violently, directly dislocated!
"You don't understand, so I'll teach you in an easier way, recruit, I don't know if your commander has ever given you a torture lesson. Please believe that my means are top-notch, and if you don't cooperate well, I can let you try twenty-four ribs slowly out of your own body feeling...... Oh, that's a wonderful feeling that will surely excite you. ā
"NO, NO, NO, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?! What do you want to know! The blade was already in his chest, piercing through the skin, and Haruk began to wail.
"Sue me, what are you doing in Montreal?"
"Come, come...... Save a group of survivors. Cold sweat ran down Haluk's cheeks, and he gasped for air.
"Survivor, don't lie to me, we haven't received any news that the military is coming to the rescue, didn't you rescue once three days ago......"
The blade roamed across his chest, and Haruk hurriedly shouted loudly: "It's the secret news from above...... Me, I also received the message in the morning...... Say, the target is an off-road vehicle. ā
The black man held the dagger and thought for a moment, as if digesting some kind of information, and then said:
"Is your mission just to pick up those people?"
"Yes, yes......" Haruch replied without hesitation.
The tip of the knife stabbed an inch into his chest, and Haruk let out a terrible scream.
"Have you forgotten what JƬ said? Look, you're not cooperating again. A hint of gloom flashed in the black man's eyes, and the corners of Brooke's eyes twitched imperceptibly just now as he answered, so that he had doubts in his heart, and doubt was enough.
"No...... No, no, I've said it all! Brooke's face was already a bloody blur, blood even running down his cheeks and into his mouth, and all his teeth were stained blood-red.
"Then let me help you remember again......"
"Ah...... Yes...... I remembered, I remembered! ā
"Oh, what do you remember?"
"Command, command, let's ...... Be sure to pay attention to an old man and a young man, the other...... Others can be sacrificed. ā
"And ......"
"No, really no. I, I've seen those two guys, and if I see them again, I'll recognize them. ā
The black man looked at Brooke's almost complete mental breakdown and knew that he had nothing to hide, but the last sentence was just a last resort for him to save his life.
"I believe you, as a recruit, I have to say that your performance is really bad...... You still need to exercise a lot. ā
Brooke's face was pale, his face was bloodied with sweat, and his desperate eyes were full of pleading.
"So be it."
The dagger stabbed down the chest and into the heart.
"Recruit, finally teach you a truth, what we veterans hate the most is you soft eggs."
The countenance of despair is filled with a curse of resentment, and then frozen forever.
The black mercenary pulled out a walkie-talkie from his bosom, seemed to give some kind of signal, and waited for the other side to respond, before returning: "Ford, you're almost in Montreal...... It's fine, just an interesting piece of news for you...... There's a black rat in your bunch, hehe, I don't know who it is...... But it seems to be someone from the military...... Old and young, oh, you have to keep your eyes open......"
deliberately mocked a few words, but the other party's attitude was still so lukewarm, and the black man had no intention of continuing to ridicule, and after saying 'I hope you die on the road sooner', he hung up the phone and turned to chat with his companion.
"It's really rare, and Ford has its negligence sometimes."
"Don't be in a hurry to gloat, if the people of the military notice here, it will be a problem for us to leave."
The black man's face was very disdainful, "Huh, just them? A bunch of cowards who only dare to huddle on Baffin Island, and it would be better if they sent troops...... It is just right to detect how strong the No. 5 real yĆ n body is. ā
"It's better to get ready early, oh yes......"
Turning around, bullets spat out from the muzzle of the gun with the silencer, and Brooke's head on the ground was shattered so that he could no longer turn into a zombie.
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Before night falls.
Outside Montreal, an off-road vehicle and a pickup truck are finally late, and the sun is slowly setting.
Wu Lao, who was sitting in the back seat of the off-road vehicle, noticed that the communication that Ford received, the distance of this short-range communication equipment was very close, it should be the news from Montreal, and Ford only responded with a few words, "It has arrived." Well, "Okay" is such a polite and homely routine, but Wu Lao faintly felt that after ending this communication, Ford's gaze had changed faintly.
"It's a deserted city...... they look at Montreal from afar, a city that was once prosperous and unearthly from the towering and majestic buildings.
Su Qian drove a pickup truck to catch up from behind, and the two cars were in parallel.
"Ford, we're here later than expected, so it's better to find a place to stay first. Wouldn't it be too dangerous to go to the airport now......"
"It's good that you can do a little more preparation. Just contacted our teammates here, they're still a bit far from us, and they're coming to join us. Ford shook the military short-range telecomm in his hand.
As he spoke, his gaze swept over Bruce, who was looking intently at Montreal in the ruins.
ps: The two chapters are posted together, which looks a little cooler. In the next chapter, let's talk about tomorrow, shall we? Because it's going to be a field soon, allow me to write it slowly. I want to write something better, so I hope you can be patient. Well, there is also a collection that will break a thousand soon, and you like book friends to click to join the bookshelf!
Last night's bad news, Tianjin exploded. (I want to criticize, I want to condemn, I want to ask who is responsible, but until then, I only hope that the people of Tanggu are safe.) ļ¼
Mourn for the deceased and pay tribute to the firefighters!!