Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

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The Manhattan neighborhood that was supposed to be full of traffic, celebrating Boxing Day, was thrown into extreme chaos.

Traffic accidents in just a few minutes can equal the number of traffic accidents in New York for an entire year.

Even some vehicles that are completely out of control will run over pedestrians on the crosswalk...

A real bloodbath on the streets.

Frighteningly, an eerie red fog rises near Manhattan's most famous Central Park.

Countless 'people' with festering skin and ragged clothes poured out of the blood mist and ran around, attacking normal residents and vehicles indiscriminately.

They are the culprits of such a chaotic situation.

"Crack! Crack!"

"what-!"

"Ow-!"

Gunshots, screams, and weird howls filled the most prosperous urban areas in the United States.

In conjunction with the explosion and fire, the blood-stained roads, and the red fog, actually dyed the dark night sky a scarlet blood color.

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Midtown Manhattan.

In the parking lot behind Empire Cinema 25;

Although the situation here is not as bad as Central Park, there are still a large number of panicked citizens who are trying to escape the hunting of the "people" behind them.

The screen pulls back to the ground.

"Bangdang-!"

The back door on the first floor of the theater was pushed open by Hank, and the door slammed against the wall with inertia.

"Tread-tread-!"

Immediately after.

The Alphas, who were holding guns and wearing suits, were surrounding William and Halsey, and hurried to the ten SUVs parked not far away.

At this time, a business man whose left arm was scratched and was bleeding with blood, after seeing the Alphas with firearms...

"Help! Help me!"

As if holding a life-saving straw, he quickly turned around and ran into the parking lot, rolling and crawling towards the Alphas.

It was just the sudden action of the business man that made a large number of infected people behind him rush into Alpha's range.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Hank held the gun in his right hand and raised his left hand to make a fist to signal the team to stop.

Afterwards, all the Alphas holding P90s on the periphery squatted on the ground, providing the best shooting positions for their teammates.

And Hank aimed at the business man with guns in both hands, and warned loudly:

"Sir! If you get closer, kill it!"

"Help! I was scratched by them, I need treatment!"

The business man not only did not heed the warning, but also shouted out his injury.

So…

Hank, who deals with abnormal phenomena, of course knows what it means to be scratched by those zombie-type infected people, and pulls the trigger decisively.

"Snapped!"

"Pfft!"

The .45acp warhead of the special M1911 shot straight into the eyebrows, and the deformed warhead sprang out from the back of the head, bringing out blood mixed with white matter.

Due to the impact of the bullet, the business man raised his head uncontrollably and lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground with a face asking for help before he died.

Hank pointed his gun at the nearest infected person and ordered: "Alpha, clear all the targets in the parking lot."

"Yes." The formation of the Alphas changed again.

Alpha, holding a micro punch, stepped forward quickly and aimed at the entrance of the parking lot in a fan shape.

"Clap-pop-pop!"

Short bursts of fire filled the vicinity.

Those fast-moving infected people couldn't escape the Alpha attack of the humanoid self-aiming, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The remaining Alphas, armed with pistols, spread the distance with William as the center, and visually searched for possible threats in the parking lot.

formation center;

"…"

No matter how daring Halsey was, after seeing the bloody infected people up close, he couldn't help holding William's white shirt tightly.

Like a hint of fear.

Still a little girl after all.

"Okay, don't be afraid," William comforted softly, "They will solve it soon."

"I'm not afraid..."

Leaning on William's spacious chest, Halsey whispered, "I'm worried... I'll be busy again after the evacuation, and I won't be able to get along well alone with your black-hearted boss..."

"Hehe, you ah you." William smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is still time in the future."

"Well." Halsey nodded obediently.

soon.

Hank swings his right hand holding the pistol, throws away the empty magazine, replaces the new one and pulls the sleeve to load.

"Click! Click!" The rest of the Alphas also changed their magazines in turn.

I saw that apart from them, there were no active people or things in the parking lot.

Confirming that everything is safe, Hank turned around and walked to William and said in a low voice:

"Boss, the infected people nearby have been temporarily cleared."

"Okay, let's go." William continued to order Hank while following everyone towards the SUV:

"Notify the people at the Long Island branch that ground traffic has become stalemate, and have them send a helicopter formation to pick us up and evacuate.

Get all Alpha's brothers fully armed for the next possible wave of infected. "

William, who has been to Manhattan several times, had a rough idea of ​​the structure of the city.

It is simply impossible to leave by ground means.

To the north, to get to the Queensboro Bridge to JFK Airport on Long Island, you have to cross near Elizabeth Green's source of infection.

Pass.

And at the east and west ends of 42nd Street where they are located, there is the Queen City Tunnel, which also goes to Long Island, and the Lincoln Tunnel, which goes to Union City.

But those are two undersea tunnels.

Even before the turmoil in Manhattan, it would have taken an hour and a half to cross those two tunnels, not to mention that people are now running for their lives.

So relying on the defensive power of the SUV and the firepower of the rotating machine gun, waiting for the helicopter here is the best solution.

"Yes."

Hank put the pistol back into the holster, pressed the earphone with his left hand to convey William's order, and gestured with his right hand to signal everyone to arm and be on guard.

Get orders.

Alfa came over to the neatly parked SUV, unlocked it, and opened the trunk.

Take off your suit, put on body armor and harnesses, and wear a helmet and knee and elbow pads.

Picking up the rifle, loading it and dispersing it, glanced at the surrounding alert.

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The moment Halsey and William entered the car together and closed the door, they entered the state of the 'Doctor' again.

Analysis: "Boss...

If this was some kind of natural virus outbreak, it would never have caused such a situation in just a few minutes.

There must be some kind of highly contagious source of infection, no, it should be some… hostile patient zero. "

"Um... Indeed."

Hear what she has to say.

William thought it best to tell everything about Elizabeth Green and not hide anything from Halsey.

This is the quickest way to get a solution.

Immediately, he put down the armrest between the two, turned on the built-in on-board computer, and called up a satellite image of Manhattan.

Just about to remind her.

"Ri~ da da da!"

Standing in front of the two of them, Hank, who was operating the rotating machine gun on the top of the carriage, pressed the fire button and shot obliquely forward indiscriminately.

"Ding~ding~"

The copper-yellow bullet casings jingled and fell into the car like a waterfall.

"Crack! Crack!"

Alpha, who was already fully armed outside the car, also used a rifle to fire bursts to deal with the "survivors" under the Minigun's woven bomb net.