The streets are the main passages in and out of small towns. Although most infected people crowd into intersecting streets, when there is no exit, some infected people will always find other ways to enter secluded lanes or break windows to enter homes and pass through the defense zone.
"Whistle--!"
An infected person covered in tatters was running down the dark alley. In the snow in front of him, there were dense, messy footprints. It was obvious that his companions had walked this path before he arrived.
Following the roar of guns, the infected person galloped all the way and suddenly turned into the intersection ahead. A low wall made of red bricks blocked his path.
But he had no intention of stopping. With a roar, he leapt to the top of the wall and climbed over it effortlessly.
"Boom!"
But just as the infected person landed heavily on the ground, roared in the sky, and was about to show off his skills, a shot suddenly rang out next to him and a cold bullet instantly penetrated his head, killing him on the spot.
The infected person collapsed weakly on the snow, his red eyes full of reluctance, and next to him lay dozens of infected corpses.
Although the situation on the street is extremely dangerous, there are definitely more than a few infected people entering the defense zone from the road.
Justin put down the smoking gun in his hand, looked inexplicably at the strange-looking infected person, then looked away and shouted to the dozens of soldiers who were cleaning up the infected not far away: "Kill all these who want to get in!
After saying these words, he suddenly seemed to be very aware of something. He turned around, his eagle-like eyes quickly finding the target, and he aimed at the figure that jumped out of the corner, raised his hand, and fired.
The bullet penetrated the figure's body, causing it to stop for an instant. At that moment, she was exposed to the light, revealing half of her head covered by a slimy, mushroom-like mass that seemed to envelop her. A peculiar hiss came from his mouth, a guttural and strange sound. He was an "evolved" infected person, much more dangerous than the previous ones.
But who would have expected that when Justin saw this "evolved" infected person, not only was there no fear on his face, but the corners of his mouth curled up, and he was actually very excited.
Regarding this type of infected person whose half is covered by fungus-like bacteria, he has seen related descriptions since he was in Dallas. It has an ability similar to echolocation, likes to hide in dark corners, waiting for opportunities to sneak at its prey, and has good melee capabilities. He is extremely difficult to deal with, and of course, he has a very appropriate name: Stalker.
Seeing that his attack failed, he had no intention of fighting the powerful prey in front of him, the stalker turned around and fled into the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to prepare for the next raid.
But how could Justin give her this opportunity? He ran forward like a cheetah and kicked the bully in the back, knocking him down in the snow. Then he lifted his foot and slapped hard, only to hear a "click", the head was instantly stepped on and exploded.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Moben took the rifle in his hand and continued to shoot at all the infected people who tried to climb the surrounding walls. He turned his head and said to Justin.
"Okay, these are just little things."
Justin waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating that he didn't care about this little thing at all. He raised his pistol and killed an infected person who ran towards him. He told Moben, "Notify all the teams. If a Stalker appears, kill them if you can, otherwise leave them. Remember to watch your back."
Just as Moben was about to nod his head, a cry for help came from the walkie-talkies of the two people at the same time: "There are stalkers in the D1 area and there are a large number of infected people climbing over the obstacles. We are short of manpower and we are asking for support!"
As soon as he heard the call for help, Moben suddenly felt something wrong. He quickly glanced towards Justin, and sure enough, he saw him turn around and run towards the D1 area, and he didn't forget to turn around and say, "You send some people to the D1 area, I'll go support them first!"
"this..."
Moben looked in shock at the figure moving away from his boss. He held his forehead helplessly and sighed deeply. I knew something like this would happen sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to happen anyway.
I'd say Justin is good at everything. He is bold and generous. He always speaks directly when he has something to say. He is also very kind to his subordinates, is too personal and heroic and always likes to act alone.
But he had no choice but to accept that the other party was his boss. I could only do his bidding. Mo Ben looked serious, his face hardened by the situation. He shouted to the astonished soldiers, "What are you doing standing there like fools? Watch what's going on around you and act immediately! Come on, hurry up!" He paused for a moment to assess the situation, and then continued, "It's time to rest, but make sure you quickly send aid to D1. And don't let infected people get any closer!"
"Shashasha..."
Justin ran all the way down the street. The cold wind seemed to have no effect on him. His thick military boots made a rustle in the snow.
Area D1 is not far from where it was now. It only took him less than five minutes to get there. In addition to the corpses of the infected, he also saw the corpses of three or four soldiers.
Running toward the direction of the shooting, he saw five heavily armed soldiers in an open field, retreating as they fired at the dozens of infected people running toward them.
They cooperated so well with each other that these ordinary infected people couldn't get close to them at all and were wiped out before they could take a few steps.
One of the soldiers seemed to have noticed Justin. When he saw where he was, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted anxiously, "Sir, be careful, there is a stalker in your place!"
"Whistle-!"
As soon as the soldier finished speaking, a dry black shadow suddenly came out of the dark corner next to Justin, screamed, and flew towards the prey in front of him.
"Roll!"
When Justin saw the figure suddenly flying towards him, there was no trace of panic on his face and he didn't make any moves to dodge it. He chose to go straight ahead, lifted his right foot and put it tightly on the Stalker's chest.
Receiving a huge kick, the Stalker's chest sank deeply, causing a huge deformation in his torso. It was thrown into the air, flying several meters before crashing heavily into the ground.
Looking at the Stalker lying on the ground, unable to get up for long, Justin's eyes flashed with excitement and a big smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece, raised his right foot and planned to get close and deal with the opponent.
"Whistle-!"
But just as he stepped forward, another Stalker-only scream came behind him.
At that moment, even Justin's expression couldn't help but change. His attention was right on the infected person in front of him, and he didn't expect that there would be another one behind him. He quickly planned to move and try to avoid the attack of this infected person.
But it was still a step late. The Stalker behind him flew to his back, causing him to trip and nearly fall to the ground. Even his pistol was knocked down.
The Stalker then grabbed the prey's body tightly, opened its fangs, and aimed to bite its neck.
Although this was all extremely sudden, Justin wasn't an ordinary person after all. He accurately gripped the Stalker's jaw with the backhand of his left hand, preventing the opponent from making any progress. At the same time, he swung his body wildly trying to pin the Stalker away from his body.
But just as he was struggling to deal with the Stalker behind him, the Stalker he kicked at the beginning also lifted off the ground with difficulty.
When he saw the situation in front of him, the crooked corner of his mouth was like a strange smile, as if he was taunting the prey in front of him for being tricked, and then he rushed towards Justin again.
Seeing that the Stalker behind him couldn't let go and another was quickly approaching from ahead, Justin's gaze became fierce. With a swift motion, he slid his left hand back, grasping the neck of the infected who was harassing him. With his right hand, he caught another infected approaching from the front, tightly squeezing both necks. With a brutal effort, he began to pull them out, using all his strength to push the attackers away
"Ah!"
His face was red and his veins were sticking out. He was like a mad lion. The potential in his body seemed to have exploded and with no idea how much force he used, he actually pulled the Stalker out behind him, lashing hard at the Stalker charging towards him.
"Boom! Boom!"
The bodies of the two Stalkers collided violently, fell heavily against the wall behind them, and then rolled to the ground.
"Boom!"
After shooting the Stalker, Justin picked up the gun that fell to the ground, shot one Stalker in the head, and then raised his foot to kill the other's head.
"Eh... hey... Hey, how damn happy!"
Seeing that the crisis was over, Justin rested his right hand on the wall and gasped, exhaling blasts of white air. Despite the exhaustion, there was no trace of fear on his face.
At the same time, the soldiers also eliminated the infected who were chasing them. Three soldiers went to the small intersection to prevent the infected from climbing, while the other two soldiers ran to support Justin.
But before they could get close, they saw Justin ferociously killing two Stalkers. They were stunned and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
You should know that these two stalkers have been hiding in the dark and conducting sneak attacks, posing a considerable threat to their team and even killing their teammates. They had to stay together as a last resort.
Unexpectedly, the two stalkers who posed a threat to his team were eliminated only by Justin. Suddenly, the soldiers looked at the commander in admiration.
Just as Justin asked the soldiers to quickly get defensive and sat down to rest, the intercom suddenly rang in his chest.
"Zi... All staff, please note that two people have stolen a truck containing supplies and are fleeing from east to west. It contains a large amount of food and ammunition. Therefore, personnel must intercept this truck."