Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

Whoa! Whoa!

The piercing sound of tentacles protruding, brushed past D-1999's scalp.

Pfft! The tentacles easily pierced through the armor made of titanium alloy, piercing through the body of a living dead.

However, when the attacking black monster tried to retract the tentacles, it found that no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't move the tentacles half a point.

Just looking at the living dead man who was penetrated by the tentacles, he didn't seem to care about the injury in his abdomen at all, and immediately held the tentacles that penetrated his abdomen with his left hand.

A forceful pull back.

Roar!? The black monster hiding on the second floor let out a bewildered roar, and at the same time, was dragged out abruptly by the living dead.

See here.

Click! D-class personnel such as D-1999 and D-1247 immediately raised their guns and fired.

Roar!!! Accompanied by the unwilling roar of the black monster, it was still in the air and could not withstand the attack, it spontaneously ignited, and finally turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground.

But after solving this one, there are still a steady stream of black monsters attacking them.

There was already a soldier of the living dead who was pierced by the tentacles of several black monsters at the same time.

Even though this kind of penetrating injury was nothing to the living dead, it was hard to beat with two fists, and the living dead was dragged into the mist by several black monsters.

Moreover, there have already been many casualties of D-class personnel. Those who were pierced through the chest and abdomen by tentacles were all fatal injuries. Even if they were rescued by the living dead or their companions, they would die soon.

Puff... cough... grass, die... die...

Come on! Come on! Hahaha!

But with a fierce force that is not afraid of death, those injured D-class personnel slumped on the ground, or leaned against the wall to fight back against the black monsters.

But the final result of these wounded people was either dying from their injuries or being dragged into the mist by those black monsters.

D-1999 couldn't see the situation at the front of the team clearly, but he knew that the team that was heading towards the city center was now stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

can not be like this.

Stopping here to defend is a dead end.

Hey! D-1999 yelled at the living dead: Go forward! Protect us and go forward!

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The living dead didn't reply, but they followed the advice to regroup and walked quickly towards the city center.

Everyone! Our task is not to eliminate these unclean ghosts! Follow those living dead and charge towards the city center!

D-1999 yelled and replaced the M41A with a new magazine, then adjusted his body shape to follow behind the undead, and raised his gun to shoot those black monsters who tried to attack the undead.

Hahaha! That's right! Guys, let's go! D-1247 was the first to reply.

Immediately afterwards, the team that had stopped moving forward started again because of D-1999's actions.

But this momentum of advance is no longer as orderly and defensive as before, it is more like a suicidal charge.

Fortunately, the tyrants at the front of the team who are responsible for opening the way have not suffered any losses for the time being. They are definitely a big killer for humanoid black monsters.

Even those spider black monsters can't do much harm to the tyrant.

Although the living dead suffered some losses, they were still the backbone of the firepower output. Coupled with the assistance of dozens of D-level personnel, they actually pushed the entire team forward by about four kilometers.

As for the cloned cat face that disappeared from everyone's sight from the beginning, it is still able to jump between buildings with ease until now, and deal with those black monsters who tried to attack the team.

But when the team was only two kilometers away from the city center, several giants made up of a large number of black monsters blocked their unstoppable force.

Those giants are as tall as 20 meters, and there are dense red light spots on their heads, which are very unfriendly to patients with trypophobia.

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(arrogant!)

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(You will eventually be our rations!)

The giant black monster also yelled words that D-1999 and D-1247 could not understand.

However, the yelling of the giant black monster was an expression of fear in their eyes, which also meant that they were close to their destination.

It's a pity that the tyrants can't pose an effective threat to these giant black monsters.

The size difference between 3 meters and 20 meters is not something that T-103 tyrants can deal with. Even if the windbreaker restraints are removed, the tyrants who take the initiative to enter the released state are not opponents of giant black monsters.

Moreover, the giant black monster was not the giant centipede that the tracker dealt with at that time, and the number was not even one.

In an instant, this death team was shattered by giant black monsters and countless black monsters.

The team is divided.

The D-class personnel and the undead were forced to leave the spacious main road, and had to deal with the black monsters in the alleys between the buildings.

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Shortly after.

A short building less than 100 meters away from the center of Sheheba.

D-1999 and D-1247, two D-class personnel, are hiding in a room facing east on the second floor of the low building.

The two of them squatted on the balcony and poked their heads out, looking towards the cross street in the city center.

The dense fog in this area is relatively thin, and the visibility has also been greatly improved.

Just look at the very center of the cross street, there is a door that emits a strange purple light.

And the other side of the door is barren, and the sky is a scene of hell like a burning flame.

Moreover, the two of them also saw a large number of 2-meter-high humanoid black monsters, dragging the corpses of their D-class companions, and lining up to pass through the weird door.

On the contrary, the corpses of the living dead, tyrants, and cloned cat faces were randomly discarded by the black monsters on the side of the door, as if they disliked such soulless corpses.

When the team was broken up, the two of them took advantage of the chaos and charged forward, and finally came to this second-floor house.

Originally, they could still hear the sparse gunshots and shouts, but now there is a dead silence, which shows that the two of them may be the only survivors of the entire team.

Dad! Don't leave me! Don't! D-1999 still had auditory hallucinations.

D-1247 shook his head abruptly, apparently hearing something.

Take it easy.

Dude. D-1247, who was staring at the movement ahead, said softly: It seems that this situation needs a bait to lure those dogs away.

… D-1999 nodded wordlessly.

I'll do it. D-1247 offered.

Hearing this, D-1999 turned to look at D-1247 in a little surprise.

Oh, don't think too high of me, buddy, you are going to enter the door, and let me tell you, if you can't solve the source of those dogs, I will never let you go.

D-1247 said calmly.

Okay. D-1999 was not the kind of hypocritical person, and immediately nodded in agreement.

The next two people left the second floor, bent over and walked quickly through the alleys, and finally came to the small courtyard west of Cross Street.

Take care dude.

D-1247 smiled and patted D-1999 on the shoulder, then picked up the 12mm pulse machine gun, and rushed out of the small courtyard to the south without looking back.

Crack! The machine gun fired wildly.

You bastards! Your old man is here! Haha! Die! Die! and D-1247's yelling.

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Roar!

This movement successfully attracted the attention of most of the black monsters, and they also shouted to chase D-1247.