"Let's eat first"

After thinking for a moment, Ouyang Junlin decided not to continue to dwell on this issue. The surrounding mercenaries also dispersed, eating their share of simple food.

"The army will not intervene in disputes between civilians and wealthy people. There are no signs or costumes, indicating that they are just a group of refugees...... Anyway, you should get in touch with those people. Perhaps, you can learn some useful information. Anyway, our mission is only to find people, not to kill people. ”

Ouyang Junlin chewed a piece of meat and spoke vaguely at Fei Kill. The latter agreed, with his usual silence. When Ouyang Junlin showed a smug smile again, Fei Kill looked at him very unhappily: "Can you stop laughing?" ”

"For what?"

"You look silly when you laugh, really."

Ouyang Junlin's expression was a little stiff. He subconsciously touched his face and asked suspiciously, "...... Well, isn't it? ”

"When did I lie to you?"

Flying Kill's expression was more serious than ever. He looked at Ouyang Junlin with pity: "Especially when you open your eyes wide to express surprise, that silly look is no different from Mr. Bean who has eaten too many spoiled oysters." ”

Half an hour later, the mercenaries left the camp and walked in the direction of the castle.

The nearby mountains are densely forested and the roads are bumpy.

Ouyang Junlin walked at the front of the group, carefully observing the movements around him, and listening for any noteworthy sounds. Sunlight pours through the gaps in the branches and leaves, creating a bright yellow spot on the ground.

Turning over the hill, a vague outline of the castle appeared in view. The visual straight-line distance is about 500 to 600 meters. Ouyang Junlin raised his right hand to signal the mercenaries to stop for a moment, then raised his tactical binoculars and looked at the building intently.

None of the mercenaries were intensifiers, and Ouyang Junlin and Flying Kill had not been injected with enhancement potions. That thing is very precious, and it is a key control material of the military. Although they belong to the periphery of the "Gao Consortium", their identities are very ordinary, and it is impossible for them to get such valuable things.

Flying Kill crouched down and picked up a large stain on the ground with his fingers.

It was a grayish-brown, translucent slime. It is very thick and extremely sticky, like a lotus root paste that has not been eaten overnight after brewing in hot water.

He brought his mucus-stained fingers closer to his eyes and looked at them for a moment, then sniffed them with his nose———— this strange liquid was distributed along the way, and the amount varied.

At first, Fei Kill thought it was the glue secreted by needle pine, but this thing was very smelly, and even had a hint of blood.

"Everybody on ———— alert"

Suddenly, Ouyang Junlin issued a rapid and low warning.

He raised his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, as he turned to Flying Kill and said nervously, "We seem to be being stalked by something." It should be near us.

Flying Kill nodded silently, quickly checked the assault rifle magazine, and pulled the bolt hard.

A few minutes ago, he felt that something was not right———— it was so quiet. There are no birds chirping, and there are no insects in the grass or on the ground. The trail is densely weeded and rarely walked...... This is not normal.

Also, what exactly is that weird slime?

At the front of the line, three people were placed in charge of guarding. They were about two hundred meters away from the squad.

Now, no message came back from the front, and the call communicator did not respond.

Thinking of this, Fei Kill raised his head and looked at Ouyang Junlin who was standing opposite. Both men saw the tension and fear in each other's eyes.

Mercenaries are also people. They will be scared just as much.

Suddenly, two black shadows swooped out from the grass at the road sign.

They were extremely fast, and the two mercenaries who were close were caught off guard, and they were struck by the black shadow, and immediately let out a terrifying scream.

Black shadows, it's two people.

To be precise, it should be two mutated creatures with human form and insect appearance.

It was an arthropod called a "tide bug" or a "watermelon bug". Their genes merge with zombies. The backs that should have been human are now covered with pieces of soft carapace stacked on top of each other. The hands became short and strong, and seven new pairs of feet grew under the left and right ribs and abdomen. These feet are only half the length of the arm, with a central joint that can be bent, and an unusually sharp and sharp anterior segment.

They hugged the two mercenaries tightly, their hands tied tightly to their prey like ropes. Seven pairs of feet plunged deep into the target's back and flanks, large balls of blood squeezing out of the edges of the wounds. The scene is reminiscent of a row of staples and neatly perforated edges of paper sheets.

The two mercenaries screamed desperately. They struggled with all their might, and with both hands they grabbed the insect-like mouthparts. At the same time, he turned his head to the side as much as he could, at an exaggerated angle, trying to avoid the bloody mouth that was covered like a terrifying cage and full of sharp teeth.

Ouyang Junlin roared, pulled out his dagger and pounced instantly, aiming at the back of the nearest insect man and slamming it fiercely———— the insect man and mercenary on the ground hugged and rolled together, in this case, there was no way to aim. If you shoot rashly, you will only hurt your own people.

The sharp knife cut through the soft carapace of the insect's body and plunged deep into the muscles. Ouyang Junlin's strong arm manipulated the dagger, trying to force the worm man to cut open the worm man. However, the body structure of mutated creatures is far beyond imagination. The blade seems to be inserted into the semi-cured rubber, and it is tightly clamped, making it difficult to move and impossible to pull out

The assassination from behind made the insect man feel the abnormality of his body. It threw its head back and erupted in a piercing, grotesque scream.

The sound was not human at all, much like the mournful cry of a mouse under the paws of a ferocious cat.

This indicates that they have moved away from the concept of "zombies" and possess perceptual nerves and conduction systems in the body. It hurts, it reflexes, and it completely evolves into a new kind of creature.

"What are you stunned about? Shoot, shoot, shoot————"

A tall, lanky mercenary screamed in terror and pulled the trigger hard at a bug-man. The close-range shot caused the bullet to penetrate the worm and continue to burrow into the companion who was crushed below. Blood spurted from his mouth, his eyes widened, he screamed, and he quickly lost consciousness.

The entire squad was utterly chaotic. There was a shocking look of fear on everyone's faces.

They are the bravest soldiers and never fear any opponent on the battlefield. However, the unknown creature in front of him is not a human at all. They are bugs, but they have the form of a human.

They are not zombies.

They...... What exactly are they?

Flying Kill stared blankly at the mercenaries writhing in a pool of blood.

He finally understood, what was that grayish-brown slime?

It was supposed to be some kind of secretion from the wormmen. Just like urine and feces are excreted in humans, insect people need to expel certain indigestible food residues.

There are liquids along the way. The huge number and complicated distribution points are simply not something that a mere two-headed insect can create.

This...... That means there's a lot more to them.

Dozens, hundreds, maybe more......

"Let's ———— away"

Flying Kill picked up the gun and swept towards the insect man who was knocked over by Ouyang Junlin, and roared in a hoarse tone that had lost his normal original tone: "Get out of here, there are a lot of them, and there are many ————"

Before the words fell, five or six black shadows rushed out of the woods in a row, knocking down several terrified mercenaries on the spot and with ignorant faces one after another. The mouthparts controlled by the powerful muscles instantly expanded to the limit, and slammed down on the heads of their respective prey. The mercenaries smashed their hands at the insect man, kicking them with both feet, but they couldn't break free at all.

For a moment, a dense sound of broken bones came from the depths of the wormman's closed mouthparts. Like a walnut crushed by gravity, bright red blood and white brains flow from the cracks of its mouthparts. There is also a bloodshot eyeball the size of a ping-pong ball. The bodies that had lost their heads twitched under the claws of the wormmen, and their hands and feet instantly stiffened like electric shocks. After a short period of nerve transmission, the tense muscles suddenly loosened, like a doll with muscles and bones removed, and gradually collapsed.

The pine forest was filled with screams and wails, gunshots and curses. The scattered bullets pose little threat to the Bugmen. Even if they hit the head, they still clung to their target and refused to let go.

They are hungry

Appetite, completely overwhelmed the threat of death.

Ouyang Junlin's eyes were bloodshot.

He looked in a trance, watching Lin Feihu be caught in both legs by an insect man and gnawed off from his knees. Blood gushed out of the cut like water, staining the dirt beneath his body and submerging the roots.

Lin Feihu's will to survive is obviously stronger than that of ordinary people. He screamed like a pig and crawled forward with all his might. The insect man who had just swallowed his legs and feet probably thought it tasted good, so he pounced again, and his thin feet and limbs stabbed into Lin Feihu's body from the left and right, crushing the whole person underneath.

Despite the close distance, Ouyang Junlin could only hear dull cries for help and desperate cries from the cracks between the dirt and the wormmen.

When the hideous, sharp mouthparts bit down again, there was no human shouting, only a crunching sound similar to the ears of a chewing pig.

No one needed to remind them, all the mercenaries were rushing straight ahead.

No one thought of retreating———— the viscous liquid along the way indicated that there were bugmen everywhere nearby. Deep in the jungle, humans are no match for them at all. The best way to do this is to rush to the open as soon as possible, and then concentrate your firepower to counterattack.

What's more, the castle is right in front.

If those survivors dared to set up camp in such a place, they must have a way to deal with this monster.

At least, they have a wall, they have weapons, there are a lot of them.

Ouyang Junlin only felt that there was a "whirring" wind in his ears, and his legs that kept running alternately made the whole person feel like flying. His mind went blank, and he ran wildly in the direction of the castle by instinct.

Behind him, the screams and wails faded away. The terrible howl also seemed to be stuck in the neck, and it stopped instantly. This indicates that the companion caught by the wormman has died and has become food for the mutant creature to chew on.

The wormmen didn't follow.

They didn't evolve perfectly. The fusion between genes and zombies still has irreparable flaws. They look like worms, but they're not real bugs. Inherited the zombie's greed for fresh flesh, but failed to obtain the insect's agile ability to move.

Behind, in front, next to ...... There are also living companions running desperately.

Fly to kill alive, and there are a number of others.

Five?

Six?

Or seven?

Ouyang Junlin didn't care about the points at all. At this moment, the will to survive completely overwhelmed the rest of the thoughts.

The watchmen on the castle can already be seen. They, like themselves, are living human beings.

The castle keepers spotted the mercenaries fleeing all the way up the mountain.

The officer on duty in the tower immediately blew the whistle to sound the alarm.

The team members who were active outside quickly gathered behind several pre-built fortifications. There are sand ramparts, and there are towers made of reinforced concrete. Under the command of several captains, the heavy machine guns on the battlements of the city wall turned their direction and pointed their guns at the strangers who had fled for their lives.

The heavily armed old Song stood at the head of the wall, looking at the edge of the clearing in the distance with a cold expression.

The mercenaries had already rushed out of the woods. The clearings were densely covered with dirt pits and tree splendums, and all kinds of man-made obstacles quickly slowed down the running speed. It's not just the terrain that changes due to the height difference. In the most suitable places to settle, sharpened wooden stakes and bamboo thorns are often erected. They are dense and interlaced like dogs' teeth, and they are frighteningly dense in density and quantity. Even on seemingly safe flat ground, bamboo skewers are inserted under the thin layer of soil. These things can't be observed with a telescope at all, and only when you get close and walk through it yourself can you realize that there are many murderous motives hidden.

All of these are the basic defenses set up on the periphery of the hunters and homeless camps in the future realm, and they are specially designed to deal with all kinds of mutated creatures.

The mercenaries rushed in as they pleased. Including Ouyang Junlin, almost everyone was pierced through the soles of their feet with bamboo sticks, and they were lying on the ground holding their injured legs and howling miserably.

Ouyang Junlin gritted his teeth and pulled out the wooden skewer that pierced the center of his foot.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a pulsation on the ground. Subconsciously turned around, only to see two chasing insect people rushing out of the woods. One head directly grabbed the mercenary next to him. The other jumped up in the air, blocking the sky in Ouyang Junlin's eyes.

"Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not let you eat ———— in vain"

Ouyang Junlin let out an angry roar. Ignoring the sharp pain coming from the soles of his feet, he quickly stood up and completed the full sideways spin kick in less than a second.

His gun was lost in the confusion, and the dagger was still stuck in the back of the previous wormman. Fists and feet are the most common weapons.

The pounced insect people clearly have a biological instinct for danger.

It immediately lowered its head and adjusted the position of its body and feet so that its mouthparts met the leg that Ouyang Junlin had removed. The scene is like a python opening its mouth to devour its prey, but the prey burrows into the center of the bloody mouth.

The powerful side kick failed to hit the wormman's abdomen, but sent his entire right leg straight into the horrible mouth.

"Click————"

The moment the insect orators were closed, Ouyang Junlin only felt that his whole body was weak———— he saw that his hips and waist had disappeared. In its place, there is a hideous and ferocious insect mouthparts covered with numerous spots and thyroid protrusions.

The pelvis was completely shattered, and sharp teeth pierced the muscles and skin, crushing the internal organs.

Ouyang Junlin simply couldn't withstand this terrible injury. He let out a scream of pain. The left leg lost the strength to support the body, and as soon as it went limp, it fell heavily to the ground. I felt that all the bones in my body were trembling and making a "crackling" sound.

It was like a giant hand grasping the spine and shaking it violently from top to bottom, completely deforming the whole person and displacing the internal organs. In the most brutal way, all nerves are stripped out.

"Bastard, let go of your stinky mouth————"

Flying Kill roared and rushed over, pulling out his pistol and pointing it at the insect man and pulling the trigger. Bullets whizzed through the carapace, and the wound splattered with clouds of hazel slurry. The intense nerve stimulation made the insect man tremble, but it did not have the slightest intention of releasing its mouth, but bit tighter and tighter. In the panic, the flying kill failed to hit the vital point, and the severe pain stimulated the ferocity of the insect man more and more. It bit off Ouyang Junlin's pelvis in one gulp, raised its head, and swallowed the entire right leg in one gulp. Then he stared at his reddened eyes, and under the guidance of his tentacles, he pounced towards the flying kill.

"Hurry up———— leave me alone————"

Ouyang Junlin, who was dying, suddenly burst out with unparalleled strength.

He howled and leaped forward, clutching the worm man's lower body and dragging the terrifying body out of the air. Then he opened his mouth and bit down hard at the soft carapace that was extremely disgusting and terrifying.

This action quickly drained his remaining life force. Ouyang Junlin let out a heavy pant in his nostrils. With each bite, a large foam of blood immediately gushed from the side of his mouth. His body twitched unconsciously, and the wound on his waist flowed from his intestines and internal organs. The remaining left leg barely wrapped around the lower limbs of the insect man, and the whole person lived like a leech of the opposite sex lying on the back of the insect man.

Flying Kill felt that his vision was blurred instantly.

With tears in his eyes, he roared helplessly and angrily, picked up a mercenary with a wounded leg next to him, and limped towards the castle.

The prey that reached the mouth was about to run away, and the insect man was stimulated to writh. Seeing this, another insect man pounced and took the dying Ouyang Junlin off its back and bit off its upper body. In an instant, a cloud of blood sprayed into the air. Ouyang Junlin's body was only half mutilated.

The completely liberated insect man immediately shook and wriggled forward.

It rushes fast, like a hungry ghost who can't wait to have a full meal. The leg that had just been swallowed obviously tasted good, but it was far from satisfying the exuberant appetite. On the contrary, it allows it to taste the deliciousness of human flesh, and wants to get more and eat more.

Flying Kill dragged the wounded mercenary forward desperately.

He refuses to admit defeat, but reason and reality make him desperate.

"I ...... Father...... Do you want to be the shit in the stomach of this damn monster too? ”

"Bang ————"

The piercing sound of gunfire stopped the chaotic thoughts in Fei Kill's mind.

Behind him, the insect man who was chasing after him fell in response.

In front, Lao Song was standing on the city wall, and the muzzle of the sniper rifle in his hand was emitting green smoke.