Chapter 23: The Mouth of the Abyss
"What about the nurses, the patients have fallen out of bed, why don't you know how to help them?"
Angelina shouted loudly, and several nurses in white plastic protective suits hurried to carry the patient back to the bed and give him another shot of green medicine.
All were wearing thick protective gear, except for Angelina and the sick.
"No, don't touch me!"
"Doctor, please don't go, save me!"
"Why didn't you save me!"
The patient struggled to resist, but he had little strength left except angry accusations and shouts, and could only watch as the dark green liquid entered his body.
And the medicine did not alleviate his pain, but made it more painful for him.
The man's condition made Salin's scalp tingle, while the other patients lying in the hospital bed were indifferent to human beings, and seemed to be familiar with the situation.
Shalin guessed that they must have already resisted and fought for it, but the result was even more miserable.
He subconsciously avoided the bed, and his progress slowed down, because he could no longer imagine what awaited him in front of him.
Angelina saw the hesitation and timidity in Shalin's eyes, and her eyes motioned to the medical staff behind him to speed up his pace, and suddenly, not like human wails and resentment continued to come out of the man's throat.
"Ahh
"Roaring ......"
"It's all your fault! it's all your fault!
"Kill, kill, kill everyone......"
"Roaring ——!"
A roar full of despair and hatred quickly spread in the corridor, and the facial features on the man's face began to distort, and he was squeezed together, Angelina's face was finally moved, but she also calmly shouted:
"Stand back, he's going to mutate!"
"Catch it now!"
While Angelina shouted and reminded the medical personnel to be careful, the muscles on the man's body swelled rapidly, and the blood-soaked gauze wrapped around his wound was broken, and his face was rapidly melting!
Soon, all that remained of the man's face was the still wailing mouth, and when his limbs were completely dissolved, his skin turned into a dark purple foam-like structure.
Heavily armed medical personnel opened fire quickly, and another team came running.
The special bullet entered the man's brain before it dissolved, but after the bullet penetrated the body, the ghost thing did not stop, but grew countless mouths like the mouth of an abyss from all over the dark purple body!
Is this really a human mutation, not a monster crawling out of hell?
With the agitation that occurs when the man mutates, Sarin keeps retreating, and the patients who are close to the hospital bed have fled desperately.
The mutation caused a huge riot, and it seemed to be the first time that such a large-scale mutation had occurred in an underground hospital, with more armed medical personnel carrying weapons running from both sides of the corridor to bombard the flea monster that was frantically attacking the surroundings.
Shalin was also the first time he had seen the process of the monster's mutation, and the whole process was even more disgusting than he had imagined.
Moreover, the mutant creature is also very resilient, and the bullet explodes on its long mouth, and although the monster wails in pain, several medics are knocked to the ground each time as it swings its freely retractable sponge-like body.
The weakened radiation patient tripped over a cable on the ground, and the retractable monster body rushed in front of the patient in an instant.
"Don't!"
"Help, save me......"
The wails came and went, and at some point the monster opened several bloody mouths at the same time, and when it stuck out its tongue, Shalin saw that there was another mouth in that huge mouth!
At this moment, Shalin and the radiation patients who fled in a hurry had the same thoughts in their hearts, and they all wanted to leave this underground cavern full of dangers immediately!
At this moment, Shalin also found that everyone's attention was on the mutant at the moment, he stood behind the two medics, and his right hand reached for the dagger gun on his waist, and retreated in the direction of the exit.
No one noticed his small movements for the time being.
Very good!
Shalin picked up speed again, and when he distanced himself from the medical staff, he turned around and ran!
There's no better chance of escaping than now, and if he doesn't run now, he doesn't know what he's going to face next, and he doesn't want to be involved with any mutants, firewall companies, and the 'agents' of the Free City-State!"
Following behind the panicked crowd, Shalin tried to hide himself inside.
The patients farther away from the mutation did not yet know what was going on in the depths of the tunnel, but the terrifying roars and human screams made more patients panic and join the fleeing procession, in stark contrast to the medical staff who rushed to the depths of the tunnel with their cannons.
The fresh sea breeze with a little fishy smell is blowing, the sun is not far away, and the radiation sickness patients seem to see salvation, which is called the smell of liberation.
Immediately after that, liberation really appeared, but in a different way.
That belongs to the shadow of death......
A platoon of armed medics, dressed in neatly white fully enclosed plastic protective suits, barbed the hollow, neatly holding submachine guns, and pulled the trigger when the foot of the first radiation sick patient stepped out of a yellow line.
Da Da Da ......
In the moments before the gunshot, Shalin clearly saw the medic pull the trigger, and he instantly turned sideways, leaning against the stone wall to avoid the bullets.
Right in front of him, the plasma was like fireworks blooming, and the radiation sickness patients fell in rows.
There is no sound of warning, no unnecessary violence, and the death that is happening is the best warning for those who come after it.
Searing blood splattered onto their white hazmat suits, and in the sunlight behind them, the shadows of the medics joined together like a seamless fence that defined the abyss, blocking all hopes.
And those who were still alive, those radiation sickness patients who stood in the middle and back rows to temporarily pick up a life, they saw the soldiers in front of them fall and stopped in a panic.
The atmosphere remained in a brutal blood, and after an unknown amount of time, perhaps twenty minutes, perhaps an hour, the still living radiation sickness patients bowed their heads in a tacit understanding, turned around abruptly, and returned to their hospital beds.
Some put quilts on their heads and shivered, others reinserted needles on themselves, and nuns knelt on the ground praying to her god, pulling a few old people who believed in the faceless god to chant religious songs about the death of people.
Shalin was still crouching in that dark corner, his clear heartbeat echoing in his ears all the time.
There was a violent tremor from the depths of the tunnel, and the shrill screams of mutants exploded in Shalin's head, forcing him to block his ears.
And when he closed his eyes and gasped, his mind was looping images of people being shot......