"Yuan Ye, do you feel something is wrong?"
The tallest young man among the six turned around and looked at the boy who was vomiting and asked.
Yuan Ye Zhifei has the sharpest sense among this group of people. It is not the usual hearing or smell, but a special intuition.
“Huh~Huh~ I’m not really sure, but it feels so weird, like I suddenly saw an illusion inside the building, and then I felt sick…”
Hearing him say this, the people around him seemed a little puzzled.
Yuan Yezhifei then made the suggestion.
"It just felt bad. We shouldn't be here. I think it was an intuitive warning."
After vomiting, he was in a state of anxious tension.
"Maybe you're right. As much as we want to help them, I guess they'll catch us once we're done dealing with the monsters."
In fact, the main reason why these people said this is that there is a hint of fear. It is not that they lack courage, but many of them have felt the dark shadow in the TV station building. At that time, their sixth sense, which is more sensitive than that of ordinary people, frequently warned the body, suggesting that they should stay away.
"No, if we leave now, what if these police officers can't deal with the monster? There are civilians everywhere. Now that the monster has started, there is no reason for it to stop."
Kana Makino immediately jumped out to refute, although she didn't know how to deal with the monster.
"We are people with spiritual powers. In ancient times, we must have been demon exorcists. Although we may not be stronger than those police officers, at least we can help them keep watch here for a while."
From these words, we can also hear that this group of middle school students actually have some clear understanding of themselves. At least they understand that their current lethality may not be comparable to that of a bullet.
Apart from the protected Yumi, as the only girl in the small group and a young and beautiful girl, she always receives more preferential treatment.
Now that Chanel said so, others would have to hold on for a while just to save face, especially if they were already full of a sense of justice.
…
Inside the building, the commando team on the top floor and the commando team downstairs finally joined together and reported the completion of the investigation to the commander-in-chief.
The whole process lasted nearly half an hour, and the only non-human monster encountered was the one on the 9th floor. As for the TV station staff, there was not a single one. It is estimated that either some of them escaped but did not call the police, or they all died. The whereabouts of the bodies are also a question.
The scientific researchers wearing chemical protective suits have gone up to the building with the commander-in-chief to check.
Under the black object that had been swept by several rounds of bullets, ink-like fluid was flowing everywhere.
Taro Kumamoto, his colleagues and several commando leaders of this mission frowned as they watched the collection personnel carefully handle the monster's "corpse".
"Sir, this eyeball does not belong to a monster!"
A researcher removed the eyeballs from a few more monsters, observed them for a long time, and suddenly turned around and spoke.
"Why do you say that?"
The researcher came over with a glass container and pointed out the eyeball inside the container to them.
"From the pupil and iris scans, six of the eyes are actually in pairs. These should be eyes removed from other creatures and then fixed to the current 'body' using special techniques."
Taro Kumamoto put on plastic gloves, opened the glass container, and carefully took out an eyeball for careful observation.
Then he raised his head and looked at the biology expert.
"What creature's eyeball do you think this is?"
“Human!”
Everyone around him felt their hearts skip a beat and their scalps tingled slightly, and Taro Kumamoto seemed to have expected this.
"Junko, in the previous homicide police report, the head had no eyes, right?"
"Yes Captain."
After putting the eyeball back into the container, Taro Kumamoto took off his gloves.
"There are only seven here, what about the rest? There are far more than three or five people missing in the building..."
Regardless of why this monster needs eyes, judging from the current situation, it is very likely that there is more than one monster.
On the other side, colleagues were recording combat information.
Since the six-man team that took part in the battle did not carry any video cameras with them, the details of the battle could only be recalled.
Key words such as "appeared in the shadows", "possessed certain flying abilities", "possessed a knife but could not find the murder weapon after the war" were heard from time to time.
"Ugh~~cough~~ugh~~"
A researcher seemed to be disgusted by a pool of sticky black dirt on the ground. He couldn't help but dry-heave. Then he couldn't bear it any longer, so he quickly left the place, rushed to the toilet, opened his mask and vomited for a while.
A few of the commandos on the side showed disdain on their faces, but most of them were staring at him in their hearts.
The researchers themselves felt very embarrassed and somewhat awkward after returning to the scene.
But now I can hear a "squeak...squeak..." sound in my ears like an auditory hallucination, similar to the sound of some silk thread being pulled.
"Ugh~~~"
One of the commandos also felt a little nauseous deep in his throat, but he forced himself to hold it back with willpower. If he vomited, he would probably be laughed at by his comrades for a year.
…
On the overpass in the distance, Yuan Ye Zhifei felt nauseous again, much stronger than before, so much so that he couldn't help it.
"Ugh~~cough cough cough..."
A large pool of digested waste gushed out of his mouth like a gusher.
Suddenly, I felt as if I was in an empty office, surrounded by policemen and people wearing nuclear radiation isolation suits.
Although the light bulbs were clearly on, the light was extremely dim. In the darkness, four or five skinny strange hands were stretching out from the darkness, with countless black threads wrapped around them.
And one of the hands suddenly pierced through a "self" with a silk thread.
"Ugh~~~"
Yuan Yezhifei vomited in perfect sync with the researcher who had just vomited.
The anxious shouts of my companions on the overpass seemed to come from the horizon.
In the sight, the terrifying skinny monster hand reached out to another commando wearing a black uniform and fully armed, but it failed to penetrate it at once.
The commando policeman's face changed, and he forced himself not to move, and the skinny monster hand was also ejected.
In the last sight, one of the skinny strange hands was wrapped with silk threads and filled with black light, and it aimed at another commando policeman again.
"Ugh~~"
Yuan Yezhifei vomited violently again, almost vomiting bile. He found that he had changed his "body" and was now the commando policeman who had been "pierced". Strange silk threads were wriggling on his body surface.
Suddenly, a pair of large grey eyes met his own gaze, and he felt an intense fear and rejection, as if he was being chased by an evil spirit.
"ah!!!!!"
The boy screamed in fear and fell backwards, only to be held up by his companion's strong hands.
"Run... quickly, run!!! We can't deal with that monster at all!!!! Run!!!"
Yuan Yezhifei pulled his friends to leave the rooftop like a madman, and everyone was scared by his appearance.
"Trust me once! Trust me once!! Please!!! Those police can't win, they don't even know where it is!!! It sees me!! It has seen me!! "
…
“Da da da da da…”
The flashes of gunfire in the building lit up again.
A soldier who had just been laughed at for vomiting suddenly raised his gun and fired without any warning. If you look carefully, you can see that his face has an expression that is half stunned and half ferocious.
Taro Kumamoto used his divinely-guided instinct to sense danger and rushed to move his companions away, but three of them were still shot in just a short moment.
The surrounding commandos then reacted and shot their crazy comrades to death.
"doctor!!"
"Someone's hurt!! Someone's hurt!!"
"What happened? Why did he suddenly shoot?"
"Is this guy crazy? He just wants to be laughed at!!"
There was a brief chaos in the office on the 9th floor of the building.
But before the wounded could be treated, someone saw the pool of black "mud" on the ground moving.
Like a slithering mud snake, it suddenly attached itself to the "crazy" commando who was knocked down by a bullet.
“Squeak…” “Squeak…”
There was a sound like that of a thin steel wire being pulled, and the surrounding lights flickered a few times. Several black shadows appeared from the shadows in some corners, each of which had seven or eight eyeballs embedded on the surface, which was almost the same as the monster that had been shot dead before.
“Da da da…” “Bang bang bang…”
As soon as the gunshots rang out, the commandos present reacted quickly, hitting two in an instant, but the others scattered and approached like ghosts.
Especially in shadowy places, the speed is too fast to be seen clearly and can only be barely captured by dynamic vision under light.
People nearby only felt a flash before their eyes and their vision was spinning dizzily.
The heads of the five commandos flew up and blood spurted out like rain.
“Bang” “Bang” “Bang”…
The fluorescent lights above began to explode one by one due to the intentional attacks of several monsters.
The scene was filled with chaotic sounds of gunfire, screams, electric currents, and shouts.
In addition, several commandos who had fallen down stood up again at some point, raised their guns and pulled the trigger wildly in the direction of their former comrades.
However, apart from a few sporadic gunshots, the rest was the "click-click-click" sound of the firing pin firing in the air. These "people" also shook their guns a few times, as if wondering why they wouldn't fire.
Taro Kumamoto felt a chill running down his body. He fired his pistol while shouting the order to retreat.
"Everyone retreat! Take turns to cover each other, take turns to cover each other!! Equip yourself with high-intensity flashlights!"
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"
A few bursts of shots hit the heads of the puppets that were "repairing" the guns, and then they rushed out of the office with their comrades.
However, one bullet obviously could not knock down the puppets. After shaking for a while, these puppets seemed to finally give up the effort to refire the guns and rushed towards the crowd with awkward steps.
After the initial panic, the highly qualified commandos quickly realized that as long as these living dead did not have guns, they were not as threatening as the ghostly shadows.
Just break their knees with a few bursts of shots and you can ignore them for now.
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