Inside the base, the previously bustling crowd suddenly descended into chaos. Fear crossed their faces as they gazed at the approaching dark figure in the distance. Screams and shouts rose and fell, and panic spread like wildfire.
"Zombies! Zombies are coming again!" someone shouted in horror, his voice full of despair.
People fled in all directions, rushing to various exits, trying to escape from the base that was about to turn into hell. However, the gates were closed, and the escape routes were blocked. They could only frantically search for hiding places within the base.
At the same time, the base's defenses began to activate. Laser turrets and automatic machine guns swung their weapons, aiming at the approaching zombies. However, facing the sheer number of zombies, these defenses proved vulnerable. The laser turrets' energy rapidly depleted, and the automatic machine guns' ammunition rapidly dwindled amidst the frantic fire.
Soon, the zombies broke through the base's outer defenses and poured into the base, starting a new round of killing. Screams, cries, gunshots, and explosions intertwined together, forming a doomsday scene.
Amidst all this chaos and despair, one person stood quietly in the distance, observing everything with a deep gaze. It was Xiao Yi, who had just left the base. He didn't go far away, but chose to hide to the side, silently observing everything.
His face was expressionless, as if he had anticipated all this. He knew that this base had lost its proper order and justice, its destruction inevitable. He had simply made a choice in advance: to leave, to survive.
The zombies' attack continued, but Xiao Yi turned and left. He walked towards his cave, towards the world that belonged to him. There, he would continue his life, continue his fight. And all this chaos and despair would be left behind.
The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight obscured by thick clouds, and only scattered stars dotted the darkness. The secret base deep in the mountains, usually silent and serene, was stirring tonight.
Inside the base, the lights were dim, and the corridors echoed with the sound of heavy footsteps. A group of figures in camouflage uniforms silently infiltrated this forbidden area. Their faces were cunning and cold, and their eyes gleamed with an unknown light. These people were agents from the Baga and Beautiful countries, with a single goal: to destroy the base and create chaos.
The agents carried heavy backpacks filled with a specially prepared poison. They expertly evaded the base's surveillance systems and quietly reached the water source. The water here was pure and clear, serving as the daily drinking water for everyone on the base. The agents exchanged a smile, as if performing a silent ritual, and quickly poured the poison into the water.
The poison dissolved in the water, spreading silently. Soon, the people in the base began to feel unwell. The once strong soldiers now felt weak and dizzy. Their faces lost their former color, replaced by a pale white. Even the most well-trained agents found it difficult to resist this potent poison.
The base was in chaos, with people supporting each other and trying to find the root of the problem. However, the poison had already penetrated deep into their bones, and their strength was gradually draining away. At this time, the agents of the Baga and the United States, lurking in the shadows, began their real action.
Like ghosts in the night, they moved silently through the base. Their movements were swift and precise, each strike imbued with a fierce purpose. They destroyed the base's communications equipment, severing contact with the outside world; they infiltrated important laboratories and stole valuable data; and they created a series of chaos, plunging the entire base into panic and chaos.
Yet, in this seemingly hopeless crisis, the people of the base refused to give up. With their tenacious will and unwavering faith, they fought the poison, attempting to regain their strength. Their eyes gleamed with an unyielding light, their hearts filled with loyalty to their homeland and hope for the future.
While people were helping each other and trying to find the root of the problem, the agents lurking in the shadows began a new round of disguise. They quickly changed their identities, becoming rescue workers in the base, pretending to care about everyone's safety, and distributed supplies to all the poisoned people.
The supplies these agents carried contained essential food and water, along with specially formulated antidotes. While these antidotes couldn't completely neutralize the toxins, they alleviated the suffering to some degree, misleading people into believing they were genuine rescuers. With false smiles and expressions of concern, the agents' actions appeared selfless, yet they were in reality insidious and cunning.
At this critical moment, the base commander realized the seriousness of the problem. He quickly convened a group of loyal and reliable agents and soldiers for an emergency meeting. After in-depth analysis and discussion, they determined the true identity and purpose of these agents.
To expose the agents' disguises, the base's commander devised a clever plan. They deliberately spread the word that they had found an antidote and needed volunteers for testing. Upon hearing the news, the agents took the bait and expressed their willingness to participate in the experiment, thereby gaining more trust.
However, they did not expect that this was a trap set by the base commander to capture these traitors.
However, what people didn't expect was that even in their weakened state, the people at the base showed unexpected support for these agents. Soldiers and agents, usually guided by loyalty and discipline, seemed to be driven by a mysterious force and began to believe that these agents were the true rescuers. Some even began to question the base commander's decision.
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