Marvel’s Death Merchant

The base has been mobilized, and the base basically still has the talents of the original Umbrella Company. It's just that Tang Tian and the others have left here, but it is undeniable that their strength is still very strong.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked in confusion. "Something seems to have happened," Francis replied. "An accident happened again? Why do things always happen in this human resistance camp?" "In order for us people to exercise more." After Francis finished speaking, he picked up the gun that seemed to have not been used for a long time. "Zoe! It seems we have to go out and take a look." What's wrong, are you so nervous? "Looking at Francis taking out the weapon, Zoe's heart tightened. Francis threw Zoe's pistol to her. "It seems we have to go out and take a look. "

Zoe took the pistol and looked at Francis and Louis. She felt an ominous premonition. "What about Tim? We can't let him be alone at home, right?" "That kid?" Francis frowned. He walked towards Tim and stopped in front of him, then looked at Tim and said: "Boy! You have to follow me closely! Otherwise, I won't look for you if you get lost!" "Okay..." Tim said tremblingly. "I'm really curious, let's go!"

At this time, the soldiers had already formed a group in the square. "Brothers, hurry up and bring up all the ammunition!" Corporal Mike loudly directed the soldiers behind him while looking into the distance with his binoculars. "Bring over the heavy machine guns and tanks, this is not a drill! Hurry, hurry, hurry!" If you use a helicopter to overlook the land from the survivor camp, you will find that the survivor camp is surrounded by a tide of infected people. . It would be okay if it also had mechas, but it's a pity that it doesn't have any.

"Why are there so many biochemical monsters and infected people!" Mike felt that the situation was a bit serious. What he saw through the telescope shocked him. An overwhelming number of infected people surrounded the survivor camp from all directions.

At this time, Colonel Staples also rushed over. He stood next to Corporal Mike and took his binoculars. "It seems to be tens of thousands...it seems to be coming from a nearby direction." The colonel clenched his fists. "It seems that there is no food to feed these monsters, so they came to our door."

"Then what should we do?" Mike looked at the colonel trying to find some answer in him. "What else can we do? We are all surrounded. We can only defend the camp desperately. It's just..." Colonel Staples paused here.

"We have heavy weapons, and the soldiers are determined to defend the base to the death!" Mike said loudly, as if he wanted to cheer up the colonel and the soldiers behind him.

"It's still too few. It's really too much to deploy such a limited force around such a large camp..." The colonel looked at the infected army in the distance and said seriously.

"Well...it seems that this is the only way to go. Give me an order. Everyone in the camp will gather in the square, and the rest will help the army transport ammunition. This is a battle related to our life and death. Everyone must You must mobilize and fight for your own survival.”

"Yes!" After Mike said this, he saluted the colonel, then turned around and ran into the apartment area with a few people. The small square was now crowded with people, and under the illumination of large lighting equipment, the entire camp seemed to have returned to daytime. The army is arranging the newly arrived civilians into formation, and the whole process is proceeding in an orderly manner. The crowd was unusually quiet. Only the non-commissioned officers of the army were still cheering for the civilians and soldiers. Everything seemed to be playing a black and white silent film, as if there was nothing extra in the world except black and white. color.

"Gentlemen, I am Colonel Staples..." The colonel looked at the silent people who seemed to have no fighting spirit, and he raised his voice. "As you can see, those monsters are now very close to us. They are not trying to occupy this place like the armies of other countries, but they are trying to eliminate everyone here. The people standing here now have no protectors. , there are no protectors, only soldiers! This is a battle that determines everyone’s survival, and no one can escape! We may all die today, but before we die, we will send those monsters to hell!”

After saying this, everyone in the square burst into thunderous applause, and everyone's fighting spirit seemed to be suddenly mobilized. Both civilians and soldiers have an urge to go out and kill the enemy. Everyone's eyes were full of passion and desire to fight. "Okay, sergeants, please lead your team and enter the position immediately. Those monsters will not wait until you are ready!" Colonel Staples ordered loudly.

"Soldiers, what we are facing now is a group of monsters! They are not humans, they are a group of demons from hell. Just because they do not belong to this world, our duty now is to send these demons back to hell!" Corporal Mike said to the soldiers around him. "Soldiers, do you have any more questions?"

At the same time, in a closed room, Bill was leaning against the corner. He was constantly listening to the movements outside with his ears. Since just now, the guards in front of Bill's door have disappeared. Maybe there are other orders to move them. gone. Bill has been in this room for a long time now. He doesn't know what he is doing every day, and he doesn't know what he has to do. But he did not regret it, because it was a matter of sacrificing himself to end the disaster.

Bill was very bored now. He picked up the harmonica he found somewhere and blew it gently. The melodious and melodious sound of the piano drifted out from the cracks in the window of the room and floated in the huge and extremely quiet camp. middle. He thought about his experience, they had been fighting for a long time since he met Wolverine.

Suddenly a huge explosion broke the melodious sound of the piano. It was the army's cannon fire. Bill stopped playing the harmonica and listened calmly.

On the artillery position, the soldiers were shouting loudly, as if to cheer themselves and others up. The artillery shells were raining down on the infected people, causing blood to splash everywhere. The soldiers were cheering, as if the monsters couldn't even pass the artillery barrier. If that was the case, it would be for the best.

On this land where darkness has fallen, people are trapped in this small human resistance camp. They have no way. There are a group of dangerous monsters outside. All they can do is pick up the guns in their hands and rise up to resist. The superheroes here are no longer useful. The virus of the Hydra organization has taken over the world, and everything depends on them. (To be continued.)