Extraterrestrial parasite

Chen Yang was still thinking about how to deal with the complex situation in the future. As far away as the Andres Park in Los Angeles, more and more people crowded in. Soon people tried to break into the door, using the iron pliers and other lock-picking tools they found to force the door. Destroy the lock core of the iron door.

"Chichi..."

"ah!"

After a scream, a man who was near the iron gate was hit by the guard's high-voltage electric baton. He immediately screamed and fell to the ground in pain.

How could the dozen security guards not see what the crowd was trying to do? They used electric batons and other items to shock the crowd near the iron gate to stop them from committing acts of destruction.

However, using electric batons to prevent the crowd from causing damage was obviously of no avail. Even though the guards had put on protective helmets and armor, they were still forced to retreat by the objects being thrown at them.

These crazy crowds even dared to throw knives and other sharp objects at the guards, which was a completely crazy performance.

The team leader responsible for guarding the gate, named Bruce, is a veteran in his forties who has participated in the war on terrorism. He retired and returned home due to an injury, but this will not affect his judgment in any way, and his face suddenly changed slightly. .

He is very aware of the recent situation in Los Angeles. As the epidemic has gradually worsened, the number of people under quarantine has continued to increase, and the government has taken tough measures but has no solution, which has already aroused the dissatisfaction of countless people. Major riots and minor riots occurred from time to time. Even hundreds of riot police and National Guard soldiers were injured or killed in the conflicts. Therefore, the number of people killed exceeded four to five hundred.

This was a figure that was completely unimaginable in the past, and I am afraid it will immediately cause a sensation all over the world.

But under the current situation, such a "sparse" number of deaths is simply too small to attract attention when compared with conflicts in South America and other places where thousands of people are killed and injured.

However, it should be noted that the chaos has not dissipated, and the crisis continues to ferment. If no good solution emerges, I am afraid...

Because of his clear understanding, Bruce knew how terrible it would be for these crowded people to go crazy because of the group effect.

Under such an impact, unless heavy weapons are used to suppress it, the role of these dozen people is undoubtedly to use a piece of rock to block the overwhelming tsunami, and they will only be destroyed instantly!

Can't resist even for a moment!

Speaking of which, Bruce is also very dissatisfied with the plan made by the company's top management. Although as a low-level employee, he does not have access to too many high-level secrets, but he has worked here for a long time and guards the entrance and exit gates, so he is bound to know something about it. Hidden inside story.

What were the goods loaded in those big trucks that came in and out in the past?

Thinking of yesterday's news conference that shocked the world, Bruce fell silent.

He couldn't stand this kind of company behavior, but in the end he chose to remain silent, without taking any effective measures against it, or even raising any objections.

Firstly, people speak softly, and secondly, Bruce himself is also a profiteer.

As company employees, during this global epidemic, their family members would inevitably be infected with ndm-eh. If it were not for the treatment plan provided by the company, Bruce's wife would have died long ago.

Now his wife is still being treated in the company's isolation area, but her complexion is much better, and her life is obviously no longer in danger. With such profits, compared with the countless tragic death cases of infected people and the chaotic situation outside, she is sitting peacefully. With a stable corporate campus, what other choice does Bruce have?

Sometimes the butt determines the head, it's such a simple thing.

"Chichi...is it Bruce?"

Just as Bruce was avoiding the objects thrown by the crowd, a voice came from the headset.

"Yes, I am."

"Organize the evacuation of all personnel immediately...retreat to the production park!"

"Evacuate?"

Bruce was stunned for a moment, but quickly responded, "Yes."

After receiving the order from above, Bruce ignored the thugs who were still trying to destroy the door, and loudly ordered into the headset: "I am Bruce, everyone should put down their work immediately and evacuate to the production park immediately. !”

"Quick, read quickly!"

Under Bruce's order, the guards quickly gave up trying to stop the crowd and began to evacuate back one after another.

Their abnormal behavior immediately made the crowd outside excited: "Quick, they are going to run away, rush in and grab nde!"

The appearance of the word "nde" aroused everyone's excitement. Most of the people present took the opportunity to cause trouble, but a large part of the crowd was also because their relatives were infected with ndm-eh, and nde was to save their family members. The only hope is that it is impossible to be extremely emotional.

I don’t know who ordered it, but the roaring crowd rushed towards the gate one after another. Countless people began to climb the wall and cut off the steel wire mesh of the wall club with iron pliers...

Without the protection of the guards, the simple iron gate did not hold on for even a minute before the lock cylinder was completely destroyed by the crowd. When the iron gate was pushed open, the crowd was as dark as flowing water, as if the dam collapsed and leaked. Like a flood, it quickly spread and rushed into the vast Andres campus.

"Quickly retreat!"

As a team leader of the security personnel, Bruce had to wait at the end for the evacuation. Seeing that the people running at the front were already screaming and rushing over, he took a deep breath and pulled out the gun from his waist.

The higher-ups ordered that people should not be shot at will to avoid even greater consequences.

The death of one person is nothing, but if thousands of people die, the consequences will be huge.

So he raised the muzzle of the gun, instead of aiming at the head of the young man running at the front, he aimed at his thigh and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

Amidst the roaring sound of the crowd, the gunshot was not very noticeable, but the bullet fired still had a corresponding effect. It hit the young man's thigh, causing a dog to gnaw at the body that was running so fast. Shit fell to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Bruce stood calmly on the central road with green grass on both sides. He pulled the trigger several times in succession, and actually shot several people in the front of the crowd in the thighs. Screams suddenly rang out. The pain from the bullets hitting their thighs was imaginable.

When they saw their companions being shot, the dozens of people who rushed over gasped in fright, stopped in their tracks, and stiffened up, daring not to rush over.

This was exactly what Bruce wanted.

"Walk!"

Asking his two subordinates to follow him, Bruce quickly ran towards the other side of the avenue. There was a completely thick metal door there, and no amount of people could break through.

As they ran, the dozen or so people behind them were still hesitating. Thousands of people poured in and followed them. Their courage returned to the hearts of the dozen or so people, and they charged forward with roars.

If you observe from a high altitude at this time, you can see that in the vast office area of ​​the park, a crowd of people as black as countless ants quickly poured in and spread to various office buildings, starting a smashing and rummaging operation...

Some take the opportunity to find some valuable things. There are also some who are pure violent saboteurs who are mixed with the crowd and use violent destruction to satisfy themselves. For the larger group of people, whether it is for money or to save and survive, the most important thing is to find NDE, even if it is a branch!

You must know that after yesterday's press conference, the price of one NDE on the black market was as high as more than 10,000 US dollars! There is still a situation of price but no market!

That damn Andres company, who knows when their production capacity can allow ordinary people to get NDE. If you get NDE in advance at this time, you are responsible for your own life!

In order to save their loved ones and not want to die from being infected with ndm-eh in the future, everyone started to search everywhere in the park with red eyes.

Bruce didn't know what damage this would cause to the office area. What he was most worried about now was whether the three of him could run through the door.

The crowd rushing towards them from behind was already less than twenty meters away from them. Based on Bruce's experience, he knew clearly that turning back and shooting at this time would undoubtedly lead to death.

As long as you turn around, stop and aim and shoot, hundreds of people rushing towards you may crush you into a pulp before you even fire your second shot.

In such a crazy crowd, the threat of a pistol is actually not much different from that of a piece of wood.

"Quick, quick!"

At this moment, Bruce felt a pain in his right foot. The serious injury he suffered during the war suddenly recurred, almost causing him to fall to his knees. His steps suddenly slowed down, and the two guards ran a few steps before they noticed that Bruce's speed had slowed down. They looked back and were surprised.

After only a slight hesitation for less than a moment, the two guards made a "smart" choice, turned back, ignored Bruce behind them, and ran madly towards the door.

His eyes were dim, but Bruce didn't curse. Just when he was about to turn around and pull a few people back, several fully armed men stood in front of the gate with G36, raised the muzzle of the gun and fired several times, instantly knocking down a dozen people. A thug rushing forward.

"go, go, go..."

Ryan, who was wearing sunglasses, waved, and the two Emer players behind him rushed forward, came to either side of Bruce's body, each grabbed Bruce's arm with one hand, and carried him back to the door quickly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Reading and shooting continued, and the powerful firepower of the modified G36 immediately suppressed the crowd's momentum, giving Ryan and the others a chance to evacuate.

This chance was very slim. When the crowd reacted, people carrying guns also took guns and started to fight back against Ryan and the others. However, by this time, Ryan and others had already evacuated into the gate, and a series of counterattacks had no effect.

"Thanks."

Leaning against the wall, Bruce looked at the unknown Ryan and gasped.

"ok!"

Patting Bruce on the shoulder, Ryan said nothing. The situation they faced next was the most important thing.

We have to wait until the police arrive... Well, in the face of this situation, the police have almost no effect at all. They can only wait for the National Guard to come and suppress it. r1152