The sergeant-major watched his fellow soldiers leaving, panting heavily. He sat on the ground without a trace of strength. The Black Light virus was destroying his body and his soul. He found a cigarette in his jacket pocket and lit it. After inhaling the smoke, he exhaled a puff of white smoke and took out the locket with a picture from his chest.
"I'm so sorry, I can't keep my promise."
Obviously, he could have escaped right away, but still, he wouldn't do it! He didn't want to become a monster like that, he took out his own pistol and pointed it at his own forehead.
Suddenly… he thought he heard a faint girl's cry.
"Mama…"
Was it an illusion?
Bang!
A gunfire sound was heard!
It's not an illusion! The Sergeant opened his own eyes, and his pistol wasn't aimed at himself, but at the zombies. The lost little girl was standing in the middle of the road, crying, surrounded by zombies who intended to make her their dinner!
"Mom…" the little girl could only whimper weakly at the sound of a gunshot. Standing alone in the middle of the road, speechless.
"Damn it!" The Sergeant braced himself and picked up his assault rifle to kill the zombies that were turned at him accurately. But the gunfire sound attracted more zombies. Their number grew larger. More and more numbers to the point of despair for the Sergeant Major! He didn't want to see the little girl getting eaten by the monsters even if he had to sacrifice his life.
Damn it! Damn it!
"Run!" He stood in front of the little girl. Holding his assault rifle, trying to stop the zombies.
"Waah… Waah.." but all the frightened little girl could do was hug his legs and cried.
"Shit! Run!"
'I will soon become a monster, just like them!'
But suddenly…
"Uhhhh…" the zombies suddenly howled weakly, and all the zombies that were coming towards the area fell to the ground. It was shot by a human's gun!
Did those bastards go back?
"Hey! There's a survivor here!"
Regardless, he held his own hand up high and was about to signal the troop at the end of the road.
"Cough…ah…"
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Blood splashed out from the Sergeant Major's chest.
Why?
His body fell weakly to the ground as the flying bullet struck him in the heart!
Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the troop approaching.
The troops with shades of black, the crimson red goggles carried a luster called icy ruthlessness. These uniforms… he knew where this troop belonged. Although he only knew its name and a few legends about them! The New Federations of China's loyal hounds that could shoot anything… the Black Watch!
Three Black Watch soldiers approached the sergeant major.
"Sir, one infected is killed. What about the other girl?"
Yeah… I've been infected myself, so this kind of treatment should be taken for granted. But that child should be able to be saved. The Sergeant's last piece of consciousness listened to the conversation between the Black Watch.
"Uwaah…" the frightened little girl cried loudly. Completely unaware that the world had changed, no longer the world she once knew.
"Her cries will attract zombies. We can't afford to fail this operation, shoot her."
"Understood, sir."
How did this happen! Can you still call yourself a human being if you do that?! He widened his eyes and grabbed the black watch soldier's foot with the last ounce of strength he had. No…she's just a child!
Bang!
Another shot rang out and fired at him, causing him to truly lose all of his strength.
The little girl looked up, a little overwhelmed at the muzzle of the gun being pointed at her, wondering what was going to happen next.
The gunshot finally sounded.
Her petite body fell to the ground, blood flowing down the ground.
In the last remnants of the Sergeant's vision, they were not human, nothing more than bodies.
For them, nothing was sacred, nothing was worthy of mercy. They shot everything that would hinder the development of the New Federation. Whether it was zombies, civilians, old people, women, children… As long as they would affect their mission, they would be shot down quickly. They could no longer be called human! They're not different from an emotionless zombie!
"Area clearing complete. Awaits further instruction."
There was no reaction from the Black Watch soldiers as if they were used to doing this. Casually reported to their commander over the radio.
Damn it! The Sergeant tried to drag his already severely wounded body to move again, but he didn't even have the strength to move.
"He's not dead."
But as his body trembled slightly, he was spotted by a Black Watch soldier.
"Finish this one."
"Understood."
The gun was pointed at him again as he fell to the ground, this time, at his head.
Is it over? The Sergeant closed his own eyes, the sounds around him drifting away from him.
But suddenly…
"What's that silhouette?!"
"Clear the area! Shoot all targets, shoot!"
"The target is too fast! I can't hit it!"
"Damn it! It's coming this way!"
"Uh…ahhh!!!"
A chaotic voice sounded near him.
He opened his eyes slightly and saw a view of a figure with scarlet eyes who had grabbed a Black Watch soldier by the neck and ripped his body apart.
A monster?
He could only associate the strength that could rip a human body apart with that single word. But for some reason, he felt a sense of relief as he saw the monster ripped apart his fellow human beings. Better for those ruthless executioners to die.
"What an overwhelming situation." After Lucius tore the Black Watch soldier's body apart. There was one more left!
"Command…"
However, Lucius's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Black Watch soldier. His scarlet eyes radiated a magical light, and the soldier was stunned that he forgot what he was going to say for a moment.
"Third squad, third squad? What the hell happened? What's going on?"
He kept getting questions on his radio.
"No…nothing…" he chanted like he was possessed.
Lucius's lips moved as if he were saying those words. Except, Lucius didn't make a sound, he was borrowing the soldier's voice to answer the radio.
"One of our team members has been killed in action, the target has escaped. The area is cleared, requesting to return to the team."
"Permission to return to the team granted. Report the number of the fallen soldier."
"147."
"Roger, returning to formation quickly."
As the radio transmission cut off, Lucius snapped his fingers, and the Black Watch soldier fell to the ground. He wasn't dead. Lucius just had let him sleep for a while.
Next.
Lucius walked up to the dying Sergeant Major and half-crouched down to look at him.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't save that girl."
He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, but he choked on his throat, using the next bit of energy he had.
"Thanks…thanks…"
"Thanks…thanks…"
After that, the only thing that really existed on this street was dead bodies, not a single living person.
"....."
Why are you thanking me?
Lucius reached out his hand to the bloodstain on the ground, absorbing it away as the soldier's recent memories flooded into Lucius' mind. There was no despair at the time of his death, and Lucius wondered why. Obviously, after all, that had happened, the last shred of hope had been erased by those soldiers.
Lucius looked at the little girl who had fallen on the ground nearby. He, however, did not despair.
"Sergeant Major Xiaye?"
Lucius ripped off the pendant hanging from his chest, and on it was a picture of the sergeant major and his daughter before he died.
"Fate, what a strange thing."
Lucius knew the girl in the photo. Unfortunately, it wasn't a friendly relationship. But one between a predator and his prey. The first dinner that Lucius felt satisfied with.
"What should I do next?" Lucius put away the pendant and looked both ways.
He could approach Major Su Lei and told him about what the New Federation had done to him.
But he could also approach the Black Watch's shady and ruthless identity.
Which option should he choose?
Lucius was lost in thought.