Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

In the room, Andy and Adam stood in the corners, and pointed the muzzle of the gun in the center with a solemn expression.

What they saw in front of them was that a male high school student in a green mountaineering suit was kneeling on the body of another female high school student, and…

And the male high school student who had his back turned to them was trying his best to eat the corpse of the female high school student.

The high school girl's legs spasmed uncontrollably, as if she had just died.

"Tata—" Sean hurried over.

When the sheriff saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help holding his breath.

On the contrary, the high school boy who heard all kinds of movements turned his head and smiled with a mouth dripping with blood:

"Delicious! She is delicious, you... don't you try it? Quick... fresh..."

"vomit!"

Adam finally reached the breaking point of his endurance and spat out the pizza residue in his stomach.

"Sir!"

Andy put his index finger on the trigger and asked, "Shoot!"

"Wait." Sean squinted his eyes slightly, and tried to ask as he squatted in front of the high school boy, "Kevin? Is that you?"

"Um?"

The high school student named Kevin stopped smiling, and his cloudy eyes gradually became clear. He asked in confusion, "Uncle Patrick?"

Seeing this, Sean gestured to Andy to remain vigilant, then slowly approached and supported Kevin, saying:

"Child, what are you doing, do you know what you ate (looking at the corpse) Diana?"

"I... I know..." Kevin covered his face and cried, shaking his head and said:

"But I was so hungry, I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help it.

It's right next to my ear, it's what made me eat it (lower and lower voice)..."

At this time, Adam wiped the saliva from his mouth, held the gun and straightened his waist, and said sadly to Sean:

"Sir, (looking at the corpse)...hey, there are six more children waiting for us to look for."

Hearing this, Sean patted Kevin's back with his hand, trying to help soothe his emotions.

After a while, he asked, "Kevin, where are your companions? Where are they?"

"Do not!"

Kevin, whose emotions had stabilized, suddenly broke free from Sean and ran to the corner of the room, crouched down with his head in his hands, and tugged at his hair violently, saying to himself:

"I don't want to eat them! I...I don't want to! I..."

The unexpected situation made the three agents maintain a high degree of vigilance.

Andy pointed the gun at Kevin, and said a little excitedly: "Sir! I just said this child is abnormal!"

"Sir?" Adam did the same, looking at Sean for instructions.

"…"

Sean frowned and held the rifle hanging on his chest again, but he didn't wait for his order to shoot.

"I think so!" Kevin suddenly roared.

The crazy high school student stopped struggling and turned around slowly.

He, or its teeth were bulging and sharp, and his eyes became cloudy.

"howl!!!"

It opened its mouth in disbelief and roared loudly at the three agents.

"Fire!"

"Clap!"

The three .308 caliber rifles spit out dazzling flames, and the bullets were all vented on Kevin's body.

"Hey-ka-" Sawdust and broken bricks flew around.

Kevin, who was hit by the large-caliber warhead, twitched for a while, and fell to the floor.

"What the hell is going on here! Fuck!"

When Kevin didn't move, Andy couldn't help yelling while changing the magazine.

"Sir... what's wrong with them?"

Adam, who had also changed the magazine, looked at the corpses of the two young people, and couldn't bear it.

"I don't know, I don't care." Sean said sternly:

"The main task right now is to ensure that the spread of these anomalies is prevented as much as possible before the arrival of the containment force.

(Looking at Kevin and the corpse of the high school girl) If the situation goes on like this, there should be four more anomalous things. "

However.

"Ow..."

Kevin wasn't dead, or at all.

Its hands and feet began to grow rapidly, and its skin gradually turned gray, appearing more skeletal.

"Sir, this is 308! 308!" Andy's emotions got out of control.

.

The full name of 308 is .308 Winchester, a 7.62 caliber ammunition developed for the Winchester Arms Company of the United States.

The maximum pressure is 62,000 pounds per square inch, which is 5,500 pounds less than a regular 7.62 x 51mm Nato round.

Has better ballistic stability and accuracy.

Typically used for civilian hunting in North America, or as ammunition for precision marksmen in the U.S. military.

Hit by a .308 warhead at such close range, the average human or animal would be torn to pieces.

but…

The things in front of the three agents could even stand up.

This was beyond their cognition, and the index that the rational mind could bear fell wildly.

"Ow!!" Kevin, who was completely mutated, raised his head and roared loudly at the roof.

"Ow—" A faint response came from the corridor outside the room.

It has companions!

Sean quickly took out the incendiary bomb he was carrying.

"Click~" Pull the pull ring.

"Dangdangdang~~" The incendiary bombs jumped 'happily' on the wooden board, and finally rolled down to Kevin's feet.

"Walk!"

"Yes!" (x2)

"boom!!"

Just as the three of them ran out of the room, the sound of incendiary bombs exploded behind them.

"Howl... ow..." and the wailing sound of that thing.

But the three did not have time to check whether the thing was dead.

Because in the narrow corridor, the three agents are in the center, and there are three identical containment objects in the direction leading to the lobby.

Look back.

There is also one in the direction of the stairs to the second floor.

completely surrounded.

see this...

The three agents were back to back, with Adam and Andy facing the lobby, and Sean facing the stairs alone.

Just a cursory look, Sean guessed the general situation.

Of the four shelters, three were wearing modern winter clothing or mountaineering gear, which must have been made by the children.

The one that Sean looked at in front of him had ragged clothes, and it could be vaguely seen that it was the miners' clothes of the last century.

It seems that among the thirty absentees fifty years ago, there was actually a 'survivor'.

I don't know how to make eight high school students kill each other and become anomalous containment.

"Sir, please give an order." Adam said with a smile.

"Yes sir, we are still waiting to go to the bar!" Andy was still very unreliable.

And Sean looked at the "miner" who was gradually approaching, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said boldly:

"Agents! Behind us is our hometown! Behind us are our relatives! So we will never retreat!

Hold these before the containment force arrives! "

"Yes! Sir!" (x2)

"Roar!!" (x4)

"Clap!" .308 caliber gunshots roared.

"Pfft!" and...

The muffled sound of sharp claws piercing into the body.