The mutated white cat was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, only to be met with a hail of bullets.
"Da da da da da..."!
The mutated white cat was riddled with bullets in a hail of bullets, its head smashed to pieces, scattering like rotten watermelons on the ground.
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Two soldiers quickly came to Mao Ge's side, one on each side, and helped him up, then quickly took him outside.
“No…no, this isn’t right…how could this be? This is different from what I imagined…different…”
Mao kept muttering to himself, as if he had lost his soul, and was helped into the car by two soldiers.
Inside the supermarket.
Ah Huang and Qiangzi, who were already dead, slowly rose from the ground in a strange posture.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Two gunshots rang out, and a bloody hole appeared between the eyebrows of both men.
"Splash!" "Splash!"
The two, who had not yet fully gotten up from the ground, fell down again, twitched on the ground for a while, and then became still.
"Infected individuals eliminated; begin searching upwards."
After the soldiers reported the situation to their superiors, the group quickly formed a tactical squad and continued to slowly advance towards the upper floors of the supermarket.
Soon after, the department responsible for handling the bodies of the infected arrived quickly, removed the bodies from the ground, and cleaned up the infected bloodstains in the supermarket.
...
"Tsk tsk tsk, two died and one went mad. You really won't die if you don't court death."
Looking at the content on the screen, Mo Ran shook her head, then turned her attention to the other screens.
...
"Da da da da da..."! "Bang bang bang bang..."!
The intense gunfire was deafening, and one after another, the charging mutated animals were killed by headshots.
"Everyone, hold your positions! The evacuation of the villagers is about to end. Hang in there!"
The officer in command observed the situation ahead while glancing back at the transport helicopters that were evacuating.
At this moment, many transport helicopters have already taken off, carrying a whole cabin full of villagers and flying into the distance.
Several transport helicopters were still parked on the open ground. Villagers lined up to enter under the command of soldiers, while their physical condition was checked.
"Grandpa, Grandma, our home... will we never be able to go back to it again?"
The little girl gazed at the village engulfed in flames in the distance, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at her grandmother beside her.
Grandma didn't say anything, she just hugged the little girl and gently stroked her head.
The grandfather stood silently watching the village, his sallow face full of wrinkles, revealing no emotion.
However, the tears welling up in his eyes fully expressed his feelings at that moment.
...
Not long after, the last squad that had entered the village to search for survivors charged out from around the corner.
The five surviving villagers were tightly protected in the middle by the soldiers, who, with resolute expressions, fired their guns as they escorted the villagers to retreat.
"They're here! Quickly, teams one and two, provide cover, the rest of you unleash your full firepower and suppress those mutated creatures!"
The officer commanding the battlefield had sharp eyes, and he decisively issued orders.
Two squads of soldiers quickly moved forward and joined up with the retreating troops, tacitly taking turns providing cover for each other.
Behind the squad, a terrifying scene unfolded before them.
Countless mutated cows, sheep, and pigs charged in, these once docile animals now filled with wildness and madness, their howls echoing through the air, sending chills down one's spine.
Even more chilling was the fact that more than a dozen villagers who had turned into zombies followed closely behind.
Their faces were contorted, their eyes were white and empty, and they staggered yet moved with astonishing speed as they roared and charged toward the crowd, revealing their insatiable hunger for the living.
But these terrifying mutated creatures were quickly suppressed by a hail of bullets.
The five villagers were quickly escorted to the boarding gate, where medical personnel who had been waiting immediately stepped forward to conduct a thorough full-body examination.
"Wait! How did you get that wound on your ankle?!"
The first four villagers were examined and found to have no wounds on their bodies, and they quickly boarded the plane.
But when it came to the last villager, he was extremely reluctant to undergo the inspection.
When the medical staff lifted his trouser leg, a conspicuous scratch appeared on his ankle, with a patch of brownish-purple bruising at the wound.
"These are scratches! You're already infected!"
The surrounding medical staff were horrified and quickly moved away from the villager. The soldiers with guns nearby rushed forward and instantly aimed their dark gun barrels at him.
"No, no, no! That's not how it is, this isn't it! Let me on the plane, let me on the plane quickly... cough!"
The villagers instantly became extremely agitated, their eyes bloodshot and their bodies began to tremble violently.
"What are you doing? Let my husband get on the plane! Why won't you let my husband get on the plane?!"
A village woman suddenly rushed out of the cabin and quickly came to the villager's side to protect him.
"Madam, please leave him immediately. Your husband is acting strangely. Leave right away..."
Before the medical staff could finish speaking, the man behind the village woman suddenly sprang up violently, roaring as he bit her neck.
"Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhhh..."
A piercing scream rang out instantly, and bright red blood gushed out from the village woman's neck like a fountain.
"Fire! Fire! Kill them!"
The surrounding soldiers quickly pulled the triggers, and the bullets mercilessly pierced the skulls of the two men, shattering them completely.
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