In the hall, the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before, as people were gradually relaxing because someone came to save everyone.
It seems that Thorne is more trustworthy than the three boy scout-like young men.
Just look at the appearance, one side dressed casually, while the other sign of combat clothing, fully armed.
Then look at the strength, one side of the nest half a day can not get out, while the body is extraordinary, only to kill the corpses, the whole body retreat.
Everyone treats Thorne like a savior, so when he returned to the hall, many people smiled and greeted him.
At this time, although only in this world for less than five hours, but he has experienced a lot, especially the previous mission, with his own intelligence and strength, to turn defeat into victory, kill an impostor, and his own identity is still a powerful hunter, all this makes him confident, at this time, even the aura of speech is not ordinary.
"Three friends, please come over here, I have something to talk to you.
"These words seem to be peaceful, but in fact they carry an irrefutable aura.
Although the three young people were reluctant, but under pressure, they had to walk over one by one.
Wotowski took them to an empty room.
"This is my lounge, you can talk here, and I will guard the door outside for you so that no one else will disturb.
""Thank you very much!" "You're welcome!" It seems that this Wotowski is worthy of running a restaurant, and knows how to make good relations, especially with a strong person like Thorne, it is more important to see the right moment to hug the thigh.
This room is not large, only a simple bed with a table and chairs, haphazardly placed some books, a picture frame buckled on the table.
"What do you want from us?" The one who spoke was a tall black youth who seemed to be the leader among them.
"You guys know who I am, right?" "You're from Embraer, called Black, and I just heard you introduce yourself.
"The other party said discontentedly.
"Then you should know what I'm here for, I'm here to retrieve the memory card from that computer, but it's gone now.
""What's that got to do with us?" A young man with freckles asked rhetorically.
"You were the last people to stay with the deceased, and the computer was always there before that, as a number of people can attest.
""So what? We didn't take it anyway.
""I advise you to take it out early, that computer is a company asset, and you should know that once the company can't get the important data, they will destroy it.
""Then destroy it.
" said a young man with dyed red hair disdainfully, "Hmph, you guys from Embraer, are no good!" "I'm afraid you don't understand what I mean, I mean by destroy - self-destruct, each computer is equipped with a small bomb inside!" "Who are you trying to scare?" Although the freckled guy said so, but could not help but reach behind, secretly touched the backpack.
This detail did not escape Thorne's eyes.
"Then you can't blame me.
"Thorne immediately pulled out the walkie-talkie, but did not press the call button, deliberately said loudly: "Nikolai, the thing fell into the hands of outsiders, to activate self-destruction!" Secretly mobilizing the frequency, an ear-piercing noise came out of the intercom.
The other party immediately panicked, and the freckled guy directly threw his backpack to the ground.
Thorne did not wait for them to regain consciousness, went forward to pick it up, opened it, in addition to some ammunition and food, is the computer.
Thorne took the computer in his hand and said in a deep voice: "You're the ones who took it, why deny it?" There must be a wolf among these three people! Thorne was almost sure of this.
"Give it back to us, this computer is very important to us!" The three men were just about to raise their guns when Thorne pulled out a grenade with great speed and threatened with a sneer, "You can try, if anyone messes up, we'll die together in a big way!" The three men looked at each other, they did not expect him to come to this move.
Wotowski heard the sound inside is not right, pushed the door and saw the scene was shocked.
"Everyone has something to say, something to say!" "It's none of your business, survivor!" The young black man pushed him unkindly.
With a swift wrist tackle, Wotowski clipped the black youth's right hand behind his back and drank: "You can't listen to good words, can you? Don't forget whose store this is!" The crowd was stunned, who did not expect the cowboy, who had been peaceful before, would actually have such a violent temper.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?" "Hear, hear, sir!" The black youth only had to concede.
"Speak up!" "Understood, sir!" "Very well!" Wotowski let go of him and squeezed the brim of his hat at Thorne, "Call me anytime you need me, I'll be right outside the door.
" Thorne nodded thankfully.
"You can continue the confrontation, or you can sit down and talk it out, but we all don't have much time, I believe this is clear to you, even if the train will wait for someone, the monsters outside do not know when they will rush in.
"The three had to put down their guns, the young black man said:" My name is Polk, the three of us formed a squad dedicated to saving the citizens, called the Fireline Squad, not unlike your Embraer.
""Don't compare us to those top brass of the company.
"Thorne said in a deliberately unpleasant tone, "We are employed by Embraer, but we are also here to save people, and we are not cold-blooded.
""If you recycle this computer, you're aiding and abetting the enemy!" The freckled youth warned.
"I'll recycle the computer, but I'll take you to the train and get out of here, how is that aiding and abetting?" "What's in here ..." Polk lowered his voice, "is very important to us, it's evidence, do you understand?" "Evidence?" Thorne frowned, "What evidence?" The red hair touched his elbow, Polk did not shake, said with his head: "They did it still afraid of being said? Let's be clear, it's the evidence that Embraer created the virus! You want to get this computer so badly, isn't it just to destroy the evidence?" "Who told you this?" Thorne was sure that all three of them were players, but the problem was that the mission would not directly tell that there were incriminating clouds in it, there must be someone who knew to reveal it.
Thorne could even venture to assume that the three of them had come on a mission to save people, and taking away the computer might be a temporary contingency directed by someone.
"This does not need you to care!" Polk was uncompromising, "You can take the survivors away, but you can never take the computer, and you can tell your superiors that the computer has been destroyed.
""Tell me who told you to take the computer, and I can consider your offer.
"Thorne must find out who the person behind it is, and he suspects that the person is most likely a wolf who is moving things around.
"Hmph, you wouldn't know it if I told you.
" muttered Pocock.
"If you don't say, well, then our conversation ends here!" "No leaving, the computer stays!" The four men were at a standstill.
"Bang Bang!" Gunshots rang out outside! "Something's wrong, Black, you guys come out and help!" Wotowski pounded the door and shouted.
"First stabilize the situation, the other slowly!" Thorne suggested.
"Good, you can not escape alone anyway!" Polk agreed and pushed out the door with his gun.
The four of them came to the lobby, only to see that those who had guns were shooting at the ceiling, constantly falling wood chips, dust.
The others without guns were hiding.
"What's going on?" "There are, there are monsters on the floorboards!" "What? How is it possible!" "Don't shoot indiscriminately, the sound of gunfire will attract the corpses!" Wotowski shouted.
"Who saw the monster?" Thorne asked.
"I saw it! It's in the ceiling!" The cop looked nervously at the ceiling and held his revolver high.
"There's nothing there.
"Polk looked closely and there was nothing out of the ordinary.
"I swear, I saw it!" The policeman reiterated.
"Have some whiskey to ease your mind, you're probably too tense.
"Wotowski poured a quick drink and handed it to him, who waved his hand and said, "Thanks, but I never drink.
"Wotowski shrugged his shoulders and drank it all in one go.
"Wow!" The ceiling suddenly cracked a hole and several dark shadows fell down.
The crowd shrieked.
Spiders! Spiders as big as basketballs, their limbs and fangs were extraordinarily thick, their steel hair was erect, and the virus had mutated them into vicious and fast cluster killers! "Get back, get back!" The crowd scrambled back, but two civilians made a mistake in their busy schedules and retreated to the other side, where several spiders immediately surrounded them.
"Help!" The two men, terrified, raised their chairs in an attempt to block the spiders.
The spiders leapt high into the air and wrapped one man's head in their arms.
The other spiders swarmed over him, instantly crawling all over his body and biting him like crazy! The man fell to the ground in pain and screamed heartily.
More spiders fell to the ground, and soon the lobby was crawling with monsters everywhere, coming at people in a tidal wave of blackness.
All the guns were firing, but with little success, the spiders were so nimble that most of the bullets fell short.
Thorne hit the spiders, but the assault rifle bullets could not effectively penetrate the hard shell of the spiders, it took at least a few shots to do so.
The besieged men saw more and more spiders appear and let out a desperate wail.
"There are too many!" "Run!" And Thorne bucked forward, approaching the two men.
"Let's go, they're hopeless!" Polk had to shout.
"No, there's still hope!" Thorne did not want to give up on anyone, only to see him quickly throw a grenade, exploding in the spiders, the shock wave made a large group of spiders fall east and west.
Thorne took the opportunity to rush towards the trapped, two spiders jumped in front of him, Thorne picked up the repeating shotgun, one shot, and blew both of their heads open.
I can't help but secretly happy: this kind of shotgun at close range, the power is really amazing, than ordinary firearms have more powerful explosive power! Even the mutation of the enhanced spider shell can not resist a spray of close up.
Others had planned to give up the trapped, all retreat, but see Thorne alone in danger, and shame and admiration, have stayed and shot to fight with the spider.
Only the police officer hesitated, retreated to the back of the crowd, and I do not know whether it is a lack of bullets or what reason, a bullet did not fire.