Fear and fear are not the same thing.

Fear is a stimulus that can drive people to act and create; Fear numbs the human body, freezes the human mind, and deprives the human nature.

Homer went through so much in his life that he figured out the difference between the two.

His Hunt, who had never been born to know what fear was, was now suddenly in fear.

But what terrified Hunt so much terrified Homer even more.

The corpse that had just been ripped off its mask was unusual.

Beneath the black rubber is dark and shiny skin, lips turned out, and a broad, flat nose.

Televisions with music channels no longer broadcast television more than twenty years ago, and Homer hadn't seen a black man since, but he had no trouble telling that the man belonged to another race.

It was a bit ridiculous, but he was still in shock.

However, Hunter was able to control himself, and his unusual episodes didn't last a few minutes.

He approached the railcar once more, illuminated the corpse's flat face, muttered indistinctly, and began to rudely undress the disobedient corpse.

Homer vouched with his head, and he heard the creaking of a severed finger.

"It's cruel...... He's still a human ......," he accused, with a voice that could just be heard.

Is it confused with someone?

Do they have a deep enmity with Hunter, and Hunt wants to settle old scores with them like this?

When I was standing in Sevasdopol before, I found that my Hunt was mentally abnormal, and the hideous scar on his face showed an attitude at the first impression - this person can't be provoked.

Later, according to the stationmaster's explanation, he didn't expect Hunter to take on this task.

At that time, the situation in the subway station had already discouraged everyone who heard about the situation here.

But unexpectedly, Hunter appeared.

Not only did he become his own Hunter, but he also led his men to repel the brief invasion of dark creatures.

But the good times did not last long, and the only breakthrough to solve the problem was to seek a solution from the outside.

If you just blindly resist, sooner or later the subway station will run out of ammunition.

Sooner or later, the population will wear out, and even they will not be able to escape that tragic fate.

The old man glanced at Hunter secretly, and with a strong grip of disgust, he went to strip his clothes for another corpse—a very ordinary corpse.

The girl wasn't involved in the spoils of the booty, and Hunter didn't need her to do it.

She walked a little farther and sat on the railroad tracks, covering her cheeks with her palms.

The boy sits next to the girl.

Su Mengfan felt that the girl was crying, although the whimpering sound came through the mask, and it sounded no different from laughter.

Homer dragged the corpses out the door and piled them up haphazardly.

Within a day and night, they would disappear without a trace.

After daylight, the power of the city is handed over, and in those cruel nights, the beasts hide deep in the caves, waiting for an opportunity without complaint.

On the dark uniform, the blood of others was not very conspicuous, and the blood stains quickly dried.

The blood stains clinging to the stomach and chest, as if they want to return to the living body, causing itching of the skin and making people confused.

Homer asked himself if such a disguise was necessary for them.

This is the only way he can comfort himself - so that he can avoid more casualties at the bus factory station.

If Hunter's plan is realized, then they will be treated as their own and pass through the station without resistance.

What if they are recognized?

Will Hunt be able to minimize the number of needless casualties on the way home?

Hunt's bloodthirsty properties did not wane, but instead infected Homer.

A third of all the killings they have accomplished cannot be explained by justification, but this is no ordinary tyrannical madism.

Homer is often haunted by the thought – did Hunt go to Tula Station not to save the local residents, but purely to get the thrill of killing?

Even if it is.

The fact that people who have fallen into the trap of Tula station cannot find an effective way to fight against this strange disease does not mean that this method does not exist!

There are also places in the underworld where the wisdom of science still shimmers, where scientific research continues, where people are still developing new medicines, producing serums.

For example, the metropolis is the meeting point of the 4 arteries, the heart of the subway, and the last place that resembles a real city.

Covering the interchange between Arbat, Bolovit, Lenin Library, and Alexandria Gardens, where surviving doctors and scholars live, as well as a huge bunker near Tagan Station, and the secret City of Science owned by Hanssa......

In addition to this, Tula station is not necessarily the first station to be infected with germs, and someone may have already conquered the disease.

Is it so easy to give up saving the lives of the infected? Homer kept asking himself this.

Of course, Homer is now also a carrier of germs, and he does not want to give up the fight against the disease just because of his own interests.

Homer tries to compromise his sanity to the impending death, but his instincts drive him to find a way out, to find a way to save Tula Station, so that his hometown can be saved and his life can be saved.

Hunter is also looking for a medicine that can fight the disease.

Just because he said a few words to the guards of Tula Station, he was going to punish the inhabitants of this station and let them all die, and he had already begun this punishment. Error-free updates @

With a very clear lie - rumors about the bandits - he confused the top leadership of the Sevasdopol station and imposed his will on them.

Now he ruthlessly set about carrying out his plan, to burn the Tula station to the ground and raze it to the ground.

Maybe he knew some secrets that neither Homer nor the owner of the note knew, that what happened at Tula Station was not what they thought it would be, and that Hunt would turn the whole thing upside down from head to toe?

There is one thing that Homer seems to never forget, and that is the look in the eyes of the young men who said goodbye to the soldiers on duty at the northernmost sentry as if they were looking at the corpses of martyrs.

These glorious soldiers gave him their last honours, with great joy and sorrow.

It's a goodbye.

That kind of look is not for the living.

Homer felt as if he had climbed a rickety moving ladder into the small cockpit of an airplane that could not land, and the plane had been transformed into a hell of a car by a skilled engineer from Japan.

The salty wind blew the bright imperial flags, the mechanics were busy in the summer fields, the engine's motors were humming, and the pot-bellied commander-in-chief gave a salute.

His eyes scanned back and forth with a samurai-like ...... of jealousy.