Marvel’s Death Merchant

As the roar of the car's motor gets closer, the thick tires of the Jeep grind through the sand and dust on the asphalt road. Their preparations in the mutant team were pretty good. To deal with Hydra's organization of a base, the mutant team might be a little bit worse, but as an exploration mission, there would be no problem.

Along with a dilapidated road sign, it shook slightly amidst the vibration just now. It said "Welcome to the town of Reedville" in large characters, but it looked very pale under the illumination of the car lights.

In the small town of Reedville, Colorado, USA, the T-virus is spreading. In order to prevent the spread of the virus, General Ross sent troops to prevent the virus from continuing to spread, but what they didn't know was that the situation was not good anymore.

In the car controlled by Fred Li, the mercenaries were silent, but no one spoke. Encountering such a situation is no longer good. They don't know how long this situation will last, and there is no way to deal with it.

There were no obstacles on the road ahead for the hirelings, so Fred force controlled the speed of the car very quickly. Because after a period of time, the surrounding buildings finally began to become denser. The small town of Reedville is here, and needless to say, it has been basically completely spread by the T-virus.

"Captain Victor." Agent Zero turned back to Victor and said, "We are starting to enter the town of Reedville."

"Then check the equipment. That is very important, otherwise it would not be so good to be caught by those things." Victor thought for a moment and replied briefly, then turned his head and said nothing.

"Click, click!" Suddenly, there was a sound of a gun being pulled in the car, obviously.

There was a "squeak." Suddenly, a sudden brake made the car shake slightly, but the expression of the people inside did not change.

"What's wrong? There are no zombies!" Victor asked loudly, as if he was very strict with his men.

"There is a problem ahead, I don't know what it is." Fred thought for a while, opened his eyes and said to Victor.

"Bump!" The car door opened, and five mercenaries in black combat uniforms jumped out of the car. Ahead, there were two cars blocking the way. The ground and car were filled with blood, and the windows were shattered. Here, without exception, a large number of shell casings were found, mostly assault rifle bullets.

The pale street lights at night illuminated the buildings on the roadside. What is surprising is that almost all of the glass in those buildings was shattered. The doors were open, and some simply left their posts and leaned to the side. It was obvious that the fierce battle was beyond imagination.

"It's really strange here. After all, it seems that the biochemical crisis has just broken out, and the blood has not dried yet." Victor's sense of smell can sense the death time of the blood, which can be considered a benefit!

"But, why do I feel something is wrong." Agent Serenity Zero frowned and said suddenly.

"And, this place is quite abnormal...why is it so quiet?" Agent Zero also said something that made them feel bad.

At this time, the mercenaries were silent. When they started to perform the mission, they all understood that he might be dangerous, but this time the situation was obviously different. Reedwell looked like he had a full-blown infection, but it also seemed like it had just happened.

And the small town of Reedville, no matter what, should not be so quiet and lifeless. Or maybe there are survivors hiding here, watching them silently.

"Fred and Zero, you two go ahead and search to see if there is anyone alive. If there is anyone, report it to me as soon as possible." Victor said with a serious command, the current situation is very bad. .

"yes!"

"yes!"

After two short responses, the two people disappeared at the end of the street. They were armed with assault rifles and pistols, and there were many weapons, preparing for possible zombies.

"Let's explore here." Victor turned to Frederic and John and said.

"Ding." At this time, the transparent automatic sensor door opened, and Victor and John walked in.

This is a Western-style steakhouse. The inside is in a mess, with only a few uneaten steaks still scattered on the floor.

"Is there anyone? Or survivors, we are mercenaries of Umbrella Company." Victor said calmly.

"Ding, dong..." A can fell to the ground, making a crisp metallic sound. It was obvious that something had fallen to the ground.

"Click!" In an instant, both the sniper rifle and the assault rifle were aimed in the direction of the sound. In order to prevent zombies from seeking their own safety, the target was behind the counter.

"Who is there?" John said calmly as he walked in that direction: "Please come out, we are mercenaries and will not hurt you."

A figure wearing emergency clothing appeared in John's sight. Ying Taisheng was covered in blood, his back was turned to him, his shoulders were shaking slightly, and he seemed to be crying.

"It doesn't matter, it's okay..." John lowered his gun, turned around and shouted to Victor, "Sir, there may be a survivor."

Victor also lowered his gun and planned to come over. But in an instant, his expression suddenly changed. The hanging gun was raised as quickly as possible, and at the same time the bone grabber appeared.

"What?!" The kind-hearted John was a little surprised and asked nervously.

"Be careful behind you! That thing is a zombie." Victor yelled like crazy, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Zombies are different from normal people. The face of this zombie is a terrifying gray-white color, and the body is slightly decayed. This is obviously the reason why the T-virus reproduces too quickly.

One of the zombie's dark gray eyes bulged out, looking very scary. The T-virus controlled the remaining cells and swallowed more energy.

Ying Taisheng screamed, the sound was like a mouthful of thick phlegm stuck in his throat, and it was as uncomfortable as a wild beast.

"oh......"

He stretched out his skinny hands like tree branches and rushed towards Victor.

"boom!"

The gun in John's hand rang out, and the bullet shattered Ying Daizheng's head, and the zombie fell down after losing control of his brain.

"Well done, John, don't be polite to those zombies." Victor said coldly, retracting his bone claws. Those claws are not very good at dealing with zombies.

"God is so good at pardoning them." John performed a Catholic ceremony, looked at the corpse on the ground in silence, and then said nothing.

"Perhaps there is no God anymore. We are the only ones who can prevent these disasters. Umbrella Company will become the last survivor." Victor said firmly, with complete joy in his eyes. Umbrella Company has become Victor's of hope.

"Of course, as long as there is a company, there is nothing we can't do." Fred Li also said happily. As a member of Umbrella Company, he felt very good. (To be continued.)