I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 697: Landing cruise ship
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On the high seas, the Royal Caribbean Cruises sailed straight.
Not far away, two Black Hawk helicopters approached, slowed their flight speed, and remained relatively stationary with the cruise ship. At the moment, Jiang Chen was sitting on the helicopter and looking at the cruise ship outside the window, frowning.
Blood.
Blood everywhere ...
The striking bright red is so obvious on the white painted ship wall. Looking around, whether it is a waiter or a tourist, in addition to the living dead, it is the dead.
"God ..." Sliding across a drop of cold sweat in front of Ivan, who was across Jiang Chen, said hardly.
Even if he was used to **** during the civil war in Ukraine, even if he had been to the city of Cagayan, he could not be indifferent to everything in front of him. At the moment, the soldier sitting in the helicopter, the expression on his face is mostly iron blue.
Jiang Chen's expression is quite normal, after all, such a landscape is not unusual in the end times.
Sitting in his position, he could clearly see a beautiful woman wearing a three-point bikini, pulling her head with only half of her face, staring at the sea level outside the railing in a daze. There is also the man with his belly exposed, lying on the ground eating the murky corpse. And ...
"We may be in trouble."
"Do you want to hand it to the United Nations?" Iwankan asked Jiang Chen.
Radio life signal detection devices found that there are still signs of human life activity in various corners of the cruise ship, in bars, kitchens, and some guest rooms. Like the T virus in Cagayan City, not everyone will be infected once, and many people will only become zombies when they are infected again.
Of course, there are also secondary infections of bad luck eggs that cannot be turned into zombies. Such people often become rations for zombies, biting off the entire brain from mouth to mouth and torn to pieces in pain.
"Landing." Jiang Chen said lightly.
"But ..." Ivan's expression was hesitant.
"Approve firing."
Taking a deep breath, Ivan nodded.
"Understood."
To this day, the United Nations has not yet reached a conclusion about the zombies in the biochemical crisis that broke out in Cagayan City. Whether the shooting of the zombies constitutes "anti-human" behavior is still in a vague position in international law.
No one wants to carry the infamy of the executioner, and no one wants to have an "antidote" that can better solve the infection problem one day in the future, and be tried by the family of the deceased, the Virgin Mary, and the International Tribunal.
But now I ca n’t take care of that much.
Jiang Chen wanted to know why a virus broke out on this cruise ship. The black ship, which had been silent for nearly a year, surfaced again, and this opportunity could not be spared anyway. What's more, the particularity of the Black Ship Organization also makes it inconvenient to disclose to the United Nations.
Before transferring the case to the United Nations, collect all the clues and destroy them. This is his plan.
Of course, battle videos are essential.
Two Blackhawks descended one after the other, dropping the rope from the doors on both sides. Hooks were hung on the rope, and a total of twelve armed soldiers roped down the open-air swimming pool of the cruise ship. For the living creatures that suddenly broke into the field of vision, the zombies slowly shifted their dull eyes to this side.
The headed soldier took a deep breath, made two consecutive gestures to the comrades behind him, then quickly raised the muzzle and shouted violently.
"Fire!"
The orange fire flashes and the rifle trajectory jumps on the deck of the cruise ship.
"Roar !!!"
Howling, the zombies rushed towards the landing soldiers. The two shadow helicopters were angled, and the gunner pointed the fixed grenade launcher at the steel stairs leading to the top deck, then pulled the trigger.
Boom--!
Steel fragments mixed with flesh and blood, flying in the air. The staircase was blown into iron slag, and the zombies attempted to rush from the lower deck to the top floor and fell back. Under the cover of aerial firepower, the soldiers landing on the deck split into two teams and quickly rushed towards the stairwell.
Under the protection of mechanical exoskeletons, the teeth and claws of zombies pose no threat to the soldiers of the Star Ring Trade. The remaining T virus is also not deterrent to people who have been injected with E-level genetic agents.
Team A went to the captain's room to stop the boat, and team B rescued the survivors.
In view of the particularity of the incident, the fourth-level warning has been upgraded to a second-level warning. Jiang Chen glanced at the cruise ship where smoke was rising, and took the tablet connected to the battle video from Ivan.
......
Garret, a former US Marine Corps soldier, served in Iraq. Like most of his comrades-in-arms, he chose to join a private military contractor after retiring. Originally Blackwater and Sanye Jungle were among his options, but in the end he chose Xinghuan Trading Company.
He really does n’t want to go back to that ghost place in Iraq. It is his dream life to spend the rest of his life on the scenic West Pacific island, not for the gangsters on Wall Street and the "gardeners who live in the White House "Sell your life.
Not to mention, the salary offered by Xinghuan Trading is not low, and after retirement, there is a supposedly expensive pension.
Unfortunately, reality seems a little different from ideal. Not only did he not stop, he also fought a modern war with Xinghuan Trading at the beginning of the year? Still airborne in the zombies in Cagayan city "peacekeeping"?
Is this really a military contractor? ? ?
Fortunately, Xinghuan Trading has a lot of income. It is protected by high-tech equipment like various plug-ins, and the casualty rate of the troops is also alarmingly low. Sometimes he couldn't help but think that the exoskeleton he was wearing couldn't match the suit that was lying in the DARPA laboratory.
Popular science, DARPA is translated into the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency of the United States, which can also be understood as the "Aegis Bureau" in reality. From the Internet to GPS, there is a shadow of this guy behind.
With his excellent fighting qualities, he was incorporated into the Xinghuan Trade Rapid Reaction Force after the Moroccan War of Independence. I thought I would be more restful in the future, but I didn't expect to have a bad luck again today.
The **** zombies.
Damn it, where did it come from?
Through the red carpeted hallway, burst into the entrance of the hall. The captain's room is located on the top floor directly above the hall. The power supply system has not been interrupted. Here you can take a shortcut by elevator. After confirming the map from the helmet screen, Garrett greeted his comrades at the door to prepare to break in.
Exoskeleton drive, he stepped forward and kicked the iron door of the hall directly, and the zombie flew out after the door was swept.
He raised his hand with a buttstock and smashed the zombies' brain directly. Garrett did not drag the flat rifle, and pulled the trigger together with the comrades who entered from the sides of the gate.
"Boom-!"
The bullet shattered the wooden decoration and the blood of the zombies into pieces, flying in the empty hall. It can be seen from the dress code that when the zombie virus broke out, a ball was being held here. And halfway through the dance, the singing stopped abruptly, and the men and women on the dance floor bite each other in unison ...
Just thinking about it, I feel really disgusting.
The zombies keep pouring in, and the firepower net of the six-man group gradually fails to withstand.
Garette made a fierce gesture to this comrade-in-arm, and Norman, who served as a fireman, took out a grenade launcher from his backpack and a grenade at the zombies crowd.
With a bang, ten zombies flew and flew out, and the undead all fell to the ground without arms and legs, and their teeth were grinning freely.
Then five rounds of grenade flew over, and the dense corpse on the dance floor suddenly cut wheat and seemed to fall.
Under Garrett and others fired alternately at the door, they were quickly cleared.
"Security."
Relieved, Garrett lowered the rifle in his hand.
But at this moment, the corner of the hall suddenly heard intermittent cries for help.
"Help ... Save me ..."
Norman just dropped the grenade and immediately raised the assault rifle in his hand.
"Is a survivor."
"It may not be an infected person."
"Save?"
Garette was silent for two seconds.
"... Is the combat recorder on?"
"Open."
"Save people ... I will go."
Garette made a warning gesture to his comrades, and then lowered his muzzle to warn those zombies who had not yet died.
It turns out that his caution is correct.
Just as he crossed a hand drooping on the ground, the creeping zombie suddenly woken as if awakened, biting at his leg. Garrett responded quickly, directly raised his right foot to avoid the blood-stained mouth, and then stepped on his face with one foot, stepping its brain into tomato sauce.
Garette's brows twitched as he looked at the red and white.
"Beautiful feet." Bill whistled.
"I think the captain needs to apply to the company to reimburse the psychologist's bill." Norman squeezed his eyebrows.
"Shut up!"
Kicked the body away with curse, Garrett pressed down the discomfort in his heart, and trot towards the direction of the call for help.
"Okay, you will be fine ..."
Reaching for the long table that was tipped in the corner, Garrett's expression suddenly solidified.
A corpse that obviously does not look like a living person, and the cell phone and C4 stuck to the back of the long table ...
That ’s not a call for help at all, just a recording!
"Lying down!"
Roaring loudly, he fell back to the ground violently. At the same time, he has felt the hot waves and hit his back ...
......
Boom--!
The dust burst, covering the entire hall.
It's not just a long table, almost a third of the long table has C4, the size of a cigarette case, stuck under the tablecloth, and it's almost impossible for anyone to notice.
The bombs were buried earlier, originally intended for retreat by Honda. But I didn't expect that Xinghuan Trade actually received the cruise ship's distress signal, and dispatched rescue troops so quickly, which was beyond Tanaka's expectations.
He originally thought that at most he would only encounter the Philippine Coast Guard, and then he might be able to grab a better ship ...
Standing on the floor directly above the hall, Tanaka shook his head and lost the detonator in his hand. The face under the hat was unsmiling.
For a while, he looked at the dust downstairs and said to himself.
"I thought I could take at least two, but did not solve one of them ..."
Throwing his rifle across his waist to the dance floor downstairs, he pulled out a lighter from his pocket and lit himself a cigarette.
He sighed as the smoke ring spit out.
"Another life wasted."
Fingertip cigarettes fell to the ground, the flame suddenly rose, and instantly swept across the covered gasoline.
The flame burned up the trouser legs, Tanaka took off the cap with a smile, and disappeared into the rising sea of fire ...
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