Above the high seas, the Royal Caribbean Cruises sailed straight.
Not far away, the two Black Hawk helicopters came over, slowing down the flight speed and keeping it relatively static with the cruise ship. At this moment, Jiang Chen was sitting on the helicopter and looking at the cruise ship outside the window, his brows were screwed together.
blood.
There is blood everywhere...
On the white painted wall, the glaring red is so obvious. Looking around, no matter the waiter or the tourist, except the living dead, it is the dead.
"God..." Sitting in front of Ivan, opposite the morning of the morning, I slid a cold sweat and started to speak hard.
Even though he was used to **** in the Ukrainian civil war, even if he had been to Cagayan, he could not be indifferent to everything in front of him. At this moment, the soldier sitting in the helicopter, the expression on his face is mostly iron.
Jiang Chen’s expression is still normal. After all, such a landscape is not very rare in the last days.
Sitting in his position, he can clearly see that a beautiful woman in a three-point bikini pulled her head with only half of her face and looked at the sea level outside the railing. And the man with the belly was licking on the ground and eating the fleshy bodies. and also……
"We may have trouble."
"Do you want to hand it over to the UN?" Ivan asked Jiang Chen.
The radio life signal detection device found signs of human life in all corners of the cruise, in bars, kitchens, and some rooms. For example, the t virus in Cagayan City is similar. Not everyone will be infected once. Many people will become zombies only when they are infected twice.
Of course, there are also unfortunate secondary infections that cannot become zombies. Such people tend to become zombie rations, being smashed out of the skull and bitten into pieces in pain.
"Login." Jiang Chen said faintly.
"But..." Ivan’s expression was hesitant.
"Approved firing."
Taking a deep breath, Ivan nodded.
"understand."
To this day, the United Nations has still not made a conclusion on the zombies in the biohazard that erupted in Cagayan. Shooting and killing zombies does not constitute an "anti-human" act, and is still in a vague position in international law.
No one wants to carry the nickname of the executioner. No one wants to be able to solve the infection problem in the future. After the "antidote" has been developed, it will be tried by the family of the deceased, the Madonna, and the International Court of Justice.
But now I can't take care of that much.
Jiang Chen wants to know why the virus broke out on this cruise ship, and the black ship that has been quiet for nearly a year has once again surfaced. In any case, this opportunity cannot be missed. What's more, the special nature of the black ship organization makes it inconvenient to disclose it to the United Nations.
It is his intention to collect and destroy all the clues before transferring the case to the United Nations.
Of course, combat video is essential.
The two black hawks descended in tandem and dropped the rope from the hatches on either side. Hooks hung on the ropes, and a total of twelve fully armed soldiers ran off the open-air swimming pool of the cruise ship. For a living creature that suddenly broke into the field of vision, a zombie slowly moved his eyes to the side.
The headed soldier took a deep breath and made two consecutive gestures to his comrades behind him, then quickly raised his muzzle and shouted.
"Open fire!"
The orange glow flashed and the rifle trajectory jumped on the deck of the cruise ship.
"Roar!!!"
Howling, the zombies rushed toward the soldiers who landed. Two black-shadow helicopters were angled and the gunner aimed the fixed grenade launcher at the reinforced stairway leading to the top deck and then pulled the trigger.
boom!
The pieces of steel are mixed with flesh and blood and fly in the air. The stairs were blown into iron **** and the zombies attempting to rush from the lower deck to the top fell back. Under the cover of the air, the soldiers on the landing deck split into two teams and quickly rushed into the stairs.
Under the protection of the mechanical exoskeleton, the zombie's teeth and claws pose no threat to the soldiers of the Star Trade. The remaining t-virus is also no deterrent to those who have injected e-class genetic agents.
Team a went to the captain's room to stop the boat, and team b rescued the survivors.
In view of the particularity of the incident, the Level 4 alert has been upgraded to a secondary alert, and the Star Marines are on a small landing ship to mobilize. Jiang Chen blinked at the cruise ship that had already started to smoke, and took the tablet connected to the battle video from Ivan.
......
Garrett, the former US Marine Corps soldier, served in Iraq. Like most of his comrades, he chose to join a private military contractor after he retired. The original black water and three-leaf jungle were in his options, but in the end he chose Star Ring Trading.
He really didn't want to go back to the ghost place in Iraq. It was his dream life on the beautiful western Pacific island, not for the big man on Wall Street and the "gardener" living in the White House.
What's more, the salary of the Star Ring trade is not low, and there is still a pension that is said to be expensive after retirement.
However, unfortunately, reality seems to be somewhat different from ideals. Not only did he not stop, but he also fought a modern war with the Star Ring trade at the beginning of the year? Also airborne in the zombie city of Cagayan "peacekeeping"?
Is this really a military contractor? ? ?
Fortunately, the income of the Star Ring trade is high, there are all kinds of high-tech equipment protection, and the casualty rate is also low. Sometimes he couldn't help but think about the exoskeleton he was wearing on his body, and the suit lying in the darpa lab couldn't match it.
Popular science, darpa translated as the US Defense Advanced Research Projects Bureau, can also be understood as the "Shock Shield" in reality. From the Internet to gps, there is a shadow of this guy behind.
With his excellent fighting qualities, he was incorporated into the Star Ring Trade Rapid Response Force after the Moro War of Independence. Originally thought that the days will be more leisurely, but I did not expect to encounter unlucky things today.
Those **** zombies.
Hell, where did you come from?
Pass through the red carpeted corridor and sneak into the doorway of the hall. The position of the captain's room is on the top floor directly above the hall, and the power supply system has not been interrupted. Here you can take shortcuts through the elevator. After confirming the map from the helmet screen, Garrett greeted his comrades at the door to prepare for the break.
Exoskeleton drive, he stepped forward and flew directly to the iron gate of the hall. After sweeping the door, the zombie flew out.
Raising his hand is a shot, directly smashing the brain of the zombie, Garrett did not drag the mud flat rifle, and the comrades who broke into the sides of the door together with the trigger.
"Hey!"
The bullets smashed the wooden decor with the flesh and blood of the zombies and flew in the empty hall. As can be seen from the dress, when the zombie virus broke out, a dance was held here. Halfway through the dance, the song stopped short, and the men and women in the dance floor smashed each other in unison...
Just think about it, I feel really disgusting.
The zombies are constantly coming in, and the firepower net of the six-person group is gradually unable to stand up.
Garrett gestured to the comrade-in-arms and worked as a fireman's Norman. He took out a grenade launcher from the backpack and a grenade at the dense place.
With a bang, ten dead zombies were blown up and flew out. Those who did not die also fell to the ground with their arms and legs, and they groaned.
Then another five-gun grenade flew over, and the dense corpse in the dance floor suddenly fell off the wheat.
At the door, Garrett and others alternately opened fire, and they were quickly cleared.
"Safety."
With a sigh of relief, Garrett lowered the rifle in his hand.
At this moment, the corner of the hall suddenly heard intermittent crying.
"Help me... save me..."
Norman had just put down the grenade and immediately lifted the assault rifle in his hand.
"It’s a survivor."
"Maybe it is infected."
"save?"
Garrett was silent for two seconds.
"... Is the battle recorder open?"
"Open."
"Save people... I will go."
Garrett gestured a warning to his comrades, then lowered the muzzle and alerted the zombies who had not died.
As it turns out, his caution is correct.
Just as he crossed a hand that was pulled on the ground, the zombie that was squatting suddenly woke up and seemed to shake and bite into his leg. Garrett responded quickly, lifting his right foot directly to escape the **** mouth, then stepping on its face and stepping its skull into tomato sauce.
Looking at the red and white, Garrett's brows pumped.
"Beautiful feet." Bill blew a whistle.
"I think it is necessary for the captain to apply to the company for reimbursement of the psychiatrist's bill." Norman squeezed his eyebrows.
"To shut up!"
Knocking out the corpse, Garrett pressed the discomfort in his heart and ran in the direction of the help.
"Okay, you will be fine..."
Reaching out and opening the long table that fell to the corner, Garrett’s expression suddenly solidified.
A body that is obviously not like a living person, and a cell phone that sticks to the back of the long table and 4...
That is not what is asking for help, just recording!
"Lone down!"
Crazy, he slammed back to the ground. At the same time, he had already felt the hot air and slammed into his back...
......
boom!
The dust violently covered the entire hall.
Not just a long table, almost one-third of the long table is glued to the size of the cigarette box. It is covered by the tablecloth, and it is almost impossible for anyone to notice.
These bombs were buried earlier, and the original Honda was scheduled to be used for retreat. However, I did not expect that the Star Ring trade actually received the distress signal from the cruise ship, and dispatched the rescue force so quickly, which was beyond the expectation of Tanaka.
He originally thought that at most, he would only encounter the sea police of the Philippines, and he might be able to grab a better ship at that time...
Standing on the floor directly above the hall, Tanaka shook his head and lost the detonator in his hand. The face under the hat was rare and there was no smile.
For a long while, he looked at the dust downstairs and said to himself.
"I thought I could take at least two, and one of them failed to solve it..."
Throwing the rifle across his waist to the dance floor on several floors downstairs, he took out a lighter from his pocket and gave himself a cigarette.
A cigarette ring spit out, and he sighed.
"It was a waste of life."
The fingertip cigarette fell to the ground, and the fire suddenly rose, sweeping the floor-filled petrol in an instant.
The flame burned down the trouser legs, and Tanaka smiled and took off the cap, and he was not in the rising sea of fire...-
(A nephew and a heart, I wish you all the best, all the book friends, happy Dragon Boat Festival! Today is full of days, morning star I will stay in the bedroom code for a whole day, tomorrow will break out! Students with monthly votes, Please also vote for me!) (To be continued.)