Chapter Sixty-Eight: A Big Forced Pocket
With the explosive speed of a hunter's frog, it can quickly approach humans in tight spots, and then use its claws to injure or kill them.
And because it is a product of the T virus, the hunter carries the T virus on his paws, and basically he will be infected with the T virus by rubbing it, and there is only a dead end without a vaccine.
The Hunter's skin, although its defense is not comparable to that of the Tyrant, but it is difficult to kill a small-caliber pistol unless it attacks the same location continuously.
This is a biological weapon capable of withstanding the first wave of fire, quickly approaching the enemy, and then killing them.
Even if you don't kill an enemy, you can cause more trouble if you only cause a trivial wound.
In the early days, it was very popular with major organizations, and it was also the best biological weapon sold by the umbrella company.
Even now, the hunters have not been eliminated.
But just as the Umbrella Corporation unleashed the Hunters and Tyrants, ready to control them and capture the mutants.
Those hunters and tyrants are actually fighting among themselves!
Whether they are tyrants or hunters, they are not zombies without the slightest sense of reason, but have basic intelligence.
Although it is very low, it also gives them their own faint consciousness.
And before that, the Umbrella Corporation had not allowed the Hunter and the Tyrant to act together.
Because there is no target worthy of the Umbrella Corporation to use these two biological weapons.
Only now did they know that the hunter and the tyrant actually looked at each other unpleasantly!
With the exception of a few helicopters that had not yet begun to release the hunters and tyrants, and the tyrants who had not met the hunters on both sides, the rest were infighting.
And as a result, the tyrants wiped out all the hunters!
This time, the Umbrella Corporation is very serious about those mutant individuals.
For each individual, they sent three tyrants and ten hunters.
At least thirty hunters were lost at once.
This is still the fast detection of the umbrella company, otherwise the loss of hunters will only be more.
It's all here, and the umbrella company will naturally not give up the task.
They directly changed their thinking, first releasing the hunters, using them as cannon fodder, consuming the physical strength of those mutant individuals, and then releasing the tyrant when the hunters were all dead.
Once the plan is finalized, the mission will continue in all but those bases where infighting has occurred.
As one of the targets targeted, Hank was naturally besieged by hunters.
Since the fall of the base, Hank has never returned to the base, but has gone deeper into the mountains.
Because all the animals on the periphery were killed by him.
It seems that with enough food, Hank's mutation has become more severe.
In just a few days, Hank's whole body was covered in scales, and even his teeth fell out once, and then they grew jagged teeth again.
These teeth are so sharp that they can easily crush bones.
Because of this, after changing his teeth, Hank began to bite the bones and swallow them in his stomach.
In addition, Hank also feels that he seems to have grown a little taller, as evidenced by the fact that the big axe, which was originally a head taller than himself, is now as tall as himself.
Also, lately he has been feeling an itch on his back, as if something is about to grow.
In the past few days, the changes in Hank have never stopped.
In this regard, Hank actually had a feeling of no surprise.
He had already been mentally prepared when he found the scales growing on his arms, but now it has become a reality.
There's nothing unacceptable about Hank.
Although he turned into a monster, he didn't lose his mind, and he didn't turn into a zombie, which was enough.
The only thing that makes him feel a little regretful may be that he can't shoot.
Just as Hank had finished the food he had hunted and was about to leave the humble wooden hut he had built to go hunting, he keenly heard the whirring sound of a helicopter.
Hank frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
The helicopter didn't appear sooner or later, but it didn't appear until after he became a monster, and it was still in the deep mountains and old forests, how could this not make him think too much?
You don't need to ask to know that the government must have noticed his change and sent troops to arrest him.
Hum! I hadn't seen them send troops to rescue them, but as soon as I found out that this special individual helicopter had arrived.
Hank picked up the axe and ran into the forest without looking back.
The primitive life of these days has made Hank a little more familiar with his surroundings.
But this time, Hank ran towards the woods, where the woods were denser, and where humans had never set foot before.
It was only through the dense jungle that he could escape the lock-on of the helicopter in the sky.
Hank's choice wasn't wrong, but what he didn't know was.
Not long after Hank left his cabin, a group of frog-like monsters arrived at his cabin and began to track him down with the smell of the remainder of the cabin.
Hank was fast, and after a full day of running in quick succession, Hank finally stopped.
Looking at the moonlight shining through the gaps in the leaves, Hank finally breathed a sigh of relief.
During the day, he changed directions several times, and even he didn't know where he was now, and it was impossible for those people to catch up with him.
After a day of running, coupled with the exhaustion caused by mental tension, Hank, who had relaxed, was sleepy for a while.
Hank didn't jump up the tree to rest.
In this jungle, no creature could threaten him, so he casually rested under a tree with a big axe.
Midnight.
Hank's eyes snapped open.
Something is approaching.
And, before you know it, you've surrounded him!
Although Hank did not perceive a sense of threat from these creatures, a faint sense of foreboding came over Hank.
If he is found this time, he may not be able to escape so easily.
Hank didn't wait where he was, but rushed in a random direction with a big axe.
He's going to take the initiative!
After Hank moved, the creatures surrounding Hank also caused a commotion, and it took a few seconds before it quieted down.
Within a few steps, Hank saw the hunter hidden in the dense foliage of a large tree.
"Hiss~"
After seeing that he was discovered, the hunter hissed, and his muscles bulged back, and the speed was so fast that Hank only felt a flower in front of him, and the hunter jumped in front of him.
Click~
The hunter who jumped in front of Hank slapped his paw towards Hank, and slapped it on Hank's face.
Then something embarrassing happened, although Hank's head was slightly tilted, the hunter's claws were broken by the hard scales on Hank's face.
Hank: "······"
Hunter: "······"