What are your memories of those zombies in film and television dramas?

The walking dead swayed and moved like the carrion of an eighty-year-old man?

Or the zombies of athletes who can climb a hundred-meter-high wall in order to take a whole bite of fragrant fresh meat?

Imagine a zombie in a straitjacket standing in front of you, its thin, rotting skin that could withstand the Hellfire missiles, and its yellow, twisted knuckles wouldn't be much harder to clip a steel plate than a piece of tofu.

And when it puts its palm on your shoulder, you can hear its foul-smelling mouth whispering:

"Just let me take a bite."

Like the zombies of the first two, a slightly more regular modern army can completely solve it, and there may be some casualties, but in general, it will be within the tolerable range, and flesh and blood are not opponents of long guns and short cannons after all.

As long as there are enough guns and ammunition, most monsters in film and television dramas are by no means human opponents, and Bai Ye has also seen people complaining about this on the Internet.

He couldn't imagine how a group of faltering zombies could use their rotten teeth to push human civilization to the brink of extinction, and it stands to reason that they would most likely be killed within a few years or even months to become rare animals.

But what if a group of superpowered zombies who can go to heaven and earth and are invulnerable appear in this world?

The outcome would have been very different.

Walking out of the alley and into the street, just a few steps away, the rainstorm that was still falling just now has stopped at this moment, and half of the sun has emerged from the dark clouds.

Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes narrowed, and something flashed on the left, and it shook his eyes.

He shook his head and looked over.

It was a poster of Steve Rogers, and he did a classic Uncle Sam recruiting gesture on the poster, pointing his red-gloved right hand at the person who was looking at the poster at the moment.

However, at this time, most of it was covered by various strange graffiti, and the content of the painting had been blurred, and only one line of large red letters was still clearly visible: The American colonel wants you to obey the law.

There's also a small line below to contact the Avengers' House phone number.

Yes, in this universe, Steve Rogers does not have the rank of captain, but is a full three levels above the main universe, and is known as Colonel America, not Captain America.

"Dude, have you seen enough? If you've seen enough, let it go, and this batch of posters will have to be renewed. ”

As the voice sounded, a strong smell of cheap second-hand smoke came from behind the white night, choking him and frowning.

When he turned his head, a young white man with a freckled face was looking at him with a cigarette in his mouth, holding a large roll of brand-new posters in his arms.

"You printed this poster and put it here?" Bai Ye asked.

"How can it, the Avengers paid us to put up a poster here, but what will become of it after putting it up is none of my business."

"Look at the graffiti on it, I just pasted it yesterday and it's like this today."

The young man with the cigarette shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent, and as he spoke, he conveniently pasted a new poster, then picked up the roll of posters and trotted across the street, it seemed that he still had a lot of work left on today.

Looking at the back of this young man who was constantly working hard for life, Bai Ye wiped the corners of his eyes with emotion, and then stretched out his hand to pull the poster in front of him.

"Huh! Why are you tearing up the poster I pasted? If you want me to give you a copy, don't tear it—"

Bai Ye walked towards the corner of the street without looking back, and as he walked, he tore up the poster in his hand, only to find only a palm-sized note in his hand, on which was the number that contacted the Avengers' House.

The young man had barely followed for two steps, when he lowered his head and spat on it, scolding in a low voice, because he saw the pistol pinned to the corner of his clothes swinging in the white night.

Angrily glared at the back of the white night, watching him disappear on the street corner, the white young man looked at the debris on the ground and sighed helplessly, there are many weirdos in New York, and there are all kinds of things that climb the wall and fly into the sky, but there are still people who run with guns to tear up posters for some reason?

He eventually picked up a new poster and reattached it, deciding not to think about it anymore.

......

"From their words, it can be judged that the Kun fighter just now should be the one in the original plot where a large group of Avengers sat and went to Times Square."

"I'm afraid it won't take long to drive from here to Times Square, not to mention flying, I'm afraid it's too late to stop them, what should I do......"

Skirting the corner, Bai Ye did not continue walking, but leaned against the corner and stared at a newsstand across the road, the owner of which was writing and drawing on the newspaper with a pen while talking on the phone.

Silently recalling the plot in the original comics, Bai Ye's fingers kept rubbing the pistol pinned to his waist.

Earth-2149 is a comic universe with a very high timeline, the Avengers in this universe have only been formed for a few years, and many major events have not been experienced, and their office is even in Stark's old house, which is now the Avengers' house, until many years later when the Avengers disbanded the event, it was abandoned and replaced with the Avengers Mansion.

To put it simply, the Avengers in the 2149 universe received information one day to deal with a fall in Times Square, but they were infected by all the sentinels who had been transformed into zombies, and the virus spread, and then the whole world inevitably slipped into the stomach of the zombie heroes within a few weeks.

It is worth mentioning that the zombie virus in Marvel Zombies will only allow transcendents to be infected and retain intelligence, but this line is actually very blurred, and those who claim to be mortals such as gold and punisher can also retain intelligence if they are infected.

Having cancer is a death, and being gnawed to death by zombies is also a death, but no matter how you look at the former, it seems to be much warmer than the latter.

"Originally, the level of science and technology in this world can't be said to be easy to cure my cancer, at least it can be said that it is not difficult, but the people in this world are about to be gnawed by zombies, and I still have a hair!"

Thinking of this, Bai Yeqi stretched out his hand and smashed the wall, and the pedestrians around him were frightened to speed up their pace, and cast a look full of contempt, sympathy, doubt, and care for the mentally retarded at him.

"Quick! Gotta come up with a way out! I'm running out of time! ”

"Quick? That's right, hurry! ”

He suddenly drew his gun and fired two shots into the sky, and rushed to the newsstand across the road amid the screams of passers-by, and the muzzle of the gun emitted heat was pressed against the forehead of the newsstand owner.

"I, I—"

"Shut up, hang up the phone you're calling right now, and ......"

Bai Yedi thought about it with beads in his eyes, snatched the pen in the boss's hand, tore off half a page of the newspaper and quickly wrote on it, snapped it on the boss's shiny head, and then wrote a note and threw it in front of him.

"This is the phone number of the Avengers' house, call it hands-free, and according to the words on the note, if you don't hit me in ten seconds, I'll kill you. Ten... Nine..."

"You, you, you, this can't ......"

After reading the words on the note clearly, the old face of the newsstand owner was almost huddled, staring at the white night without tears.

"Want to cry? It's time to cry! Five... Four..."

"I'll fight! I'll fight! ”

Feeling the gradually cooling barrel on his forehead, the boss's heart was also half cold, and he quickly pressed the button of the landline.

"Hello, this is the House of the Avengers, may I ask you..."

"I went to Pietro Maximov, and Magneto asked me to bring him a message about Wanda."

The voice on the other side of the phone disappeared immediately, as if someone had pressed the mute button, and then the boss immediately looked at Bai Ye with flattering eyes, for fear that he would shoot.

More than ten seconds later, just when the boss's heart was completely cold, the other end of the phone finally rang the sound he had been waiting for for a long time.

"I'm Pietro, what's the matter, say hurry."

The newsstand owner wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, grabbed the microphone and shouted: "Then you listen, Wanda Maximov is a watch of 10,000 people!" ”