Outside the hospital, there was a river of blood. Thirty meters away from the main building is a chaotic battlefield. Most of the mercenaries who can be airdropped here are athletic and stunning. At first, it was really defenseless. The sharp rat teeth bit and bit many people, but they were also killed by the mercenaries who reacted.

The rats were mutated by the virus to the size of cheetahs, and their teeth were sharp enough, but the undead like the infected were different after all. Even if you don't get a headshot, you can still die if you are too badly injured. Even though the rats are not afraid of death, they are within the scope of mercenaries' cognition. Overcoming the initial panic, the mercenaries gradually stabilized their position. So, under the roar of modern weapons, rats fell in large swaths.

"The tail is longer than the body, and the back is black and gray...... Ash...... Dark brown ...... Gray ...... Reddish-brown with a grayish belly...... Ashen...... sulfur color; The back pair of feet is longer than the front pair of feet...... "The communication room of the egret is full of people. Zhao Guijie stared at the shaky video screen and muttered to himself. "Elder Zhao, don't you recite the scriptures? Time is precious. ”

Looking at the figures of the mercenaries and the rats entangled and falling, Sun Zigang felt the same way. "Mus mus ...... Rats...... Team Sun, something is wrong. At a cursory glance, there are at least a dozen species of house mice. This defies common sense. ”

"I said big experts, respect reality! This is not a laboratory for classes. Mouse, huh? Creature, right? ”

"Due to the virus, large mammals have not been seen so far, or they have become extinct due to their scarcity. I've never been able to confirm small mammals, but now I have an answer. Zhao Guijie's eyes lit up and pushed the thick lenses: "The variation is really related to the population base." ”

"......" Sun Tzu just turned his head in hatred, his face distorted: "Elm head, nerd!" We're playing with our lives, but they're doing what bullshit research, research!! ”

The video screen suddenly twisted away and pointed at the interior of the hospital. Zhao Guijie jumped to his feet and scolded: "Come back, bastard, hurry up and come back for me!" What a precious first-hand account! Summer insects can't talk about ice! The shaft mistook me for a big ......"

The egret on the side couldn't stand it, and kindly reminded: "Old Zhao, the video is not on the helmet, it's not off." Timely communication is also connected. "The meaning of the egret is very clear, that is, to tell Zhao Guijie: You take it easy, you can hear everything you say.

It was okay if he didn't want to persuade him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Guijie blew up: "A soldier who doesn't learn and has no skills!" Do you know how important it is to have existing mammalian data? It's been almost two years since the outbreak of the virus, have you ever seen a rabbit or a sheep? How important is it to encounter small mammals in a colony for the study of viruses? Did you know? You know? ”

At this time, the wheat-colored skin also turned red. The word "soldier" is tantamount to naked humiliation.

Sun Tzu just patted his head hatefully, as if he wanted to turn off the annoying voice: "The squads are scattered in an exploration formation. Stay connected and avoid accidental injury. ”

"Group B received!"

"Group C understands!"

The mercenaries of Huaxia Kingdom, who had just looked at the outside of the hospital vigilantly, immediately dispersed in three teams. Walk through the left, center, and right passages in the hospital. In the helmet, Zhao Guijie's complaints were louder, but no one listened. In such a major military operation, there was no Yang Xiaohai in the communication room. Not to mention the old otaku, there is not a single member of the "group of four". Somehow, all four of them showed nonchalance to the operation.

As soon as the "Steel Commandos" dispersed, there was a change outside the hospital. As the mercenaries went on a killing spree, the cheetah-like house mice fell in a pool of blood. Although new ones are constantly pouring out of the cave, they can't withstand the loaded mercenaries.

With the hospital as the center, nearly 5,000 mercenaries were dropped in the ravine-shaped streets at both ends, and the mutant house rats were not superior in numbers. Mercenaries are different from civilians in combat, not to mention the terrible high hit rate, but the organized and retreating attacks alone are not comparable to rats.

After a while, the mercenaries slowly approached the dark holes. The next step is to burn down the entire underground cavern with a firebomb. This kind of old-fashioned tactic is nothing less than a catastrophe for the rats. In the end, it is not an "infected", the rat does not fall with one shot, and ten shots are dangling; But as soon as the shuttle went down, he couldn't lie down.

The mercenary even found the confidence he had not found for a long time: he didn't have to worry about locking his head, he was just hugging a mouse the size of a calf. Although the teacher is not good, he lost manpower as soon as he saw it. However, with the large number of people, the loss is still acceptable.

The mercenary leaders of various companies secretly calculated and counted the losses on their own. This battle, no matter how you calculate it, is a loss. If it weren't for the first generation of virus samples, the ghosts would have crowded into this ravine to feed the rats. Who would have thought that it was a "courier" mission, but it cost so many lives.

When the leaders were distressed, when the forces of all sides breathed a sigh of relief, the blazing earth suddenly trembled—the streets that had been repeatedly plowed by bombs were already soft, and the loess was tumbling, like farmland about to be sown.

Whether it is a brick, a tile or an asphalt block, as long as it is rooted in the ground, all of them can't help but tremble. As the shaking intensified, the mercenaries staggered. The sudden change made many mercenaries fall for it. Mice have a much better sense of balance than humans. In just an instant, nearly 100 people fed the rats.

As the ground shook and the rat attack suddenly became swift and effective. They pounce on unsteady mercenaries and bite down on their fragile necks and faces with their sharp teeth. As long as you are bitten, it represents death. Of course, some mercenaries escaped death on the spot, but they couldn't escape the deadly virus on rats.

Broken skin, without a "combat vaccine", they are destined to live no more than half an hour. "Steady, steady." "Don't mess around, lean on the terrain and find cover." Various languages are mixed, and the mercenaries quickly adjust their strategies.

"Broken place, earthquake?" Many people think so in their hearts, and endure the robbery of rats while they are hot. Fortunately, after a while, the rats on the ground were emptied. Then, in the midst of the chaos, a small hill bulged as the ground shook violently. Now, the mercenary with the heel at his feet locked onto the target.

Whatever it is, eighty percent of things that come out of the ground are not human. "Da Da", "Bang", "Hu ......" machine guns, grenades, flamethrows, "arrows", individual weapons almost all hit a target. Rocks are flying, dirt is splashing. In full view of everyone, a huge monster sprang out of the ground.

Mercenaries don't care what you are, "boom boom" shooting non-stop. Through the smoke, it was as if something was wriggling in the shooting circle. As soon as the monster came out, there were no more rats pouring out of the cave. "Ceasefire!" The commander of a certain company saw that there was no movement for a long time, so he simply stopped his subordinates.

Paratroopers, ammunition supplies or something are limited in the end. As the mercenaries gradually ceasefired, the monsters on the hill pack also revealed the true face of Lushan.

It looks like a monster, but it's actually a bunch. A dozen grotesque-looking rats were biting at each other, turning their backs outward. The gray or black back looks soft and smooth, but it is extremely tough. At least bullets, shells, and even flames didn't hurt it.

The rats were connected in the first place, biting tightly together, like a giant body armor, covering the inside tightly. The monsters were emitting white smoke and had been motionless since they emerged from the ground. It's like a target designed to attract firepower.

Although they knew that the timing was wrong, the mercenaries still kept watching without blinking. There aren't many opportunities to face real monsters head-on. And the motionless rats all seem to have hung up. Some had their long tails blown off, and some had their bare limbs melted; But even so, they bite together.

And the fur behind it is still silky and undamaged. After a few seconds of stalemate, some bold mercenaries gradually approached the monster. As long as you are human, you can't help but be curious. Even if you know that there is a pit ahead, some people have to weigh the depth.

Ten meters later, there were more mercenaries surrounding the monster. They clutched the guns in their hands tightly, letting the sweat soak their palms slippery. The closer you go, the clearer you see. The quality of the gray and black intersecting "fur coat" is fantastic. If I could, I'd love to touch it!

An extremely slight "......click" woke up the curious mercenary with an extremely slight sound. After all, when you are in danger, you must be cautious. The mercenaries who were slowly approaching stopped, and the same company immediately built a line of fire in different sequences.

"Click" was two more sounds, and the closely connected rats suddenly scattered and collapsed. A monster with a triangular rat head and a snake tail, a monster with two humanoid upper limbs, covered with cyan scales, and spitting snake letters, shook off the "rat clothes" and "hissed" and stood in front of people.

"Da ......" didn't need any orders, but the mercenary who was a little conscious spontaneously pulled the trigger. It's true that you don't have to think about it, such a weird-looking thing is the safest thing if you can't move it. It's just that no matter how good you think, it's not as cruel as reality. The rat-like monster shuddered slightly, and then disappeared from its place.

"Ahh Standing a little farther away, he only saw his companion jump up for no reason, and his blood spurted out. A cloud of green smoke shuttled through the crowd at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to follow.

In the blink of an eye, it was in front of my eyes. Then, with a pain all over my body, the world spun around. He saw the familiar rifles, the burly body, the swarthy earth. Another big head rolled into the dust.

"Rat King, it's Rat King!" The thought turned quickly and blurted out. As if for verification, the figure of a big mouse resurfaced in the silent hole. Unlike just now, the rats that came out of the hole this time were bigger, more agile, sharper and more numerous.

Seeing this scene, many mercenaries showed despair: these mutated beasts actually know strategy. At great sacrifices, the mercenaries eliminated only cannon fodder for the rat swarm. What's even more frustrating is that due to the reduction of the number of both sides, the numerical disadvantage of the mercenaries in the limited space is even worse.

It turned out to be barely one-on-one, but in a blink of an eye, it became three to one, or even five to one. Coupled with the ghostly Rat King, the mercenaries suddenly became the target of slaughter.

At the same moment, the scattered "steel commandos" were also put to the test. The infected, who had not been seen, were found in a closed hospital ward. For some reason, the "intested" was a D-class mutant as soon as he appeared.