Huh? Are they all real?

Under the urging of the officer, the veteran walked quickly towards the base.

The material warehouse is on the third floor. Because all supplies need to be distributed at one time, there are a lot of people coming this time.

This is even after drone delivery has been used.

After all, time is short and the task is heavy.

Seeing the people coming and going along the way, the veteran just wanted to go there quickly, lest the supplies had been distributed and his trip was in vain.

Of course, because he had served at this base for several years, there were people greeting him everywhere along the way.

During this period, some interactions such as fist bumps will naturally occur.

But who cares?

It's just a very normal social interaction.

Deep in the mysterious island base.

The old man is communicating with the commander of the base and others.

"How's the situation?"

The commander said confidently:

"According to your instructions, the entire base is now closed to entry and exit, and restrictions on contact and movement between various points will begin immediately."

"And in order to prevent a recurrence of what happened in 1990, we have made it clear that we will only conduct minimum communications."

"Sir, nothing will go wrong!"

The People's Federation has a lot of knowledge about the extraordinary, and they have also made various arrangements based on their experience in Greenland.

For example, when they began to penetrate deep into the Greenland pollution area, there was a situation where extraordinary powers used remote communications to contaminate the air.

That time they were really overwhelmed and frightened.

Because it was just a little bit away, the entire rear was taken away.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time and the pollution was controlled within the headquarters.

Compared to the commander's confidence, the old man was not reassured.

"I know we have done everything we can according to experience, but for some reason, I can't let go."

"Sir, you are thinking too much."

In response to this, the old man could only nod and took off his glasses and said:

"I hope so, sir."

After saying these words, the old man showed signs of exhaustion. He was too old after all, and the events of the past few days were coming one after another, which almost exhausted his energy.

So when he saw that the old man was a little unsteady, the commander hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Sir, you should go back and rest. Don't worry, we are watching over here."

The old man wanted to say something more, but he couldn't bear his physical fatigue, so he could only shake his body and said:

"Okay, but if something goes wrong, no matter how big or small, you have to notify me immediately."

"Don't worry, sir, I understand."

At this point, the old man left the command room with the help of others.

The commander who watched the old man leave also took the microphone and asked:

"How much longer?"

"Half an hour, sir."

"It will be done within ten minutes. In fifteen minutes, I will order the base to be sealed off."

The person over there was a little surprised and said:

"Sir, this is a little too hasty."

The commander just stared at the surveillance camera that nothing happened so far and said:

"What can be done in half an hour can definitely be done in ten minutes. This is an order, soldier!"

"I understand, sir."

As mentioned before, they have done everything they can.

But, after all, this is a world without direct contact with the extraordinary.

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In the distant mountains outside the base of the mysterious island.

Under the light of night.

A misshapen sparrow, whose original appearance is barely discernible, is standing on the shoulder of a young man.

And it used its throat, which had been completely swollen like a fist, to repeat to the young man a sound that theoretically it could never make:

"Hurry up, the base will be blocked in a few minutes!"

Hearing this, the people standing behind the man all looked at the young man in unison.

Of course, perhaps rather than calling them people, they should be called plague zombies.

They were originally corpses, but at this moment they had turned into another kind of unspeakable creature.

The large areas of mouth ulcers can be seen directly, and their jagged teeth are still hung with rotten flesh or unknown mucus. The muscles on the face were distorted due to the erosion of the virus. The muscles on one cheek were completely atrophied, but the muscles on the other side were so full that they were unusual.

Many of them even began to sprout more deformed limbs or even another living disgusting creature from various parts of the body.

For example, the lungs and ribs of some plague zombies have completely disappeared, and instead of breathing, they have turned into a toad-like creature that is constantly expanding and shrinking in their abdomen.

Others have had their hearts replaced by deformed meat balls with countless mouths, which squirm and pump blood while devouring carrion with a strange smile.

And the extremely classic abdomen has turned into a bloody mouth that is constantly dripping stinking pus.

New bacteria and viruses are growing in their bodies almost all the time.

In a sense, they have transformed from corpses into living creatures.

It's just that the concept of a living creature is not embodied in the concept of an individual.

If Siris were here, she might not be able to recognize these plague zombies anymore, but she would probably be able to recognize the young man who was the leader.

Because this was the most difficult plague believer she had killed here.

Especially his iconic severed head.

Even in the face of such terrible alienation, the wound on his neck still could not heal.

Although every moment there are countless granulations deriving into insects whose lower parts are still flesh and blood, squirming and trying to suture the wound.

But that did nothing but make him sicker.

That wound came from a higher power.

So over time, it gave up the plan of suturing the wound.

Then he grabbed the sparrow that was still conveying everything about the base.

"Then let's get started. We're already in anyway."

The next moment, it crushed the sparrow in its palm to death.

The sparrow in its hand was like a rotten orange that had been left for several years, exploding instantly with the force of its palm.

Foul-smelling green juice splashed everywhere under the gaze of the zombies.

At the same time, the sparrow as the source was crushed to death in the hands of the zombies.

Everything they prepared will start to take effect!

The first thing that happened was the first team that came into contact with Sparrow.

They were placed in a military camp in the west. At the same time, they all developed different symptoms such as fever, abdominal pain, angina, etc.

Such anomalies immediately attracted the attention of the resident.

But the symptoms worsened so fast that only the sentry outside heard the movement. When he hurriedly opened the door curtain, he saw a man with a blood-red face howling crazily, pushed him away, and rushed outside.

"What's wrong?"

One sentry had not yet reacted to the situation, while the other hurriedly got up from the ground and chased the man.

"Wait a minute! It's under control now. If you run around like this, something will happen!"

As expected, the sentry chased after him. When he saw an armed drone, he immediately flew over and warned the howling man:

"Now this unit requires you to stop immediately in accordance with martial law!"

Even if the drone has revealed its quadruple heavy machine gun. The man also turned a blind eye to this and continued to run crazily forward.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot! He's one of ours! Shock him!"

The sentry chasing behind stopped the drone's attack intention in time, and replaced the electric shock device to knock it down.

But after the two drones accurately hit each other, the other side still continued to rush forward without any reaction.

It's as if the high-voltage electricity doesn't exist.

Such anomalies almost stunned the sentinels chasing after him.

When they were idle and bored, they tried how powerful the electric shock device of the drone was.

That's more than a cow can carry!

But how could this person take two shots and still be fine?

It was also during this moment of hesitation that a gunshot rang out.

With the precise hit of the full-power bullet, the running man's legs were broken almost instantly.

This time, the unbalanced man finally fell, but he still howled.

But the reason for his howling was not his broken calf, because he didn't even look at his legs when he fell to the ground. Instead, he kept scratching his body and face.

There was no intention of stopping until the blood was dripping from his body.

Obviously compared to the physical discomfort, the missing calf is nothing.

Such a situation made the new sentry who was standing not far in front of him and fired the gun so scared that he stood in place.

The sentry who first went to the convoy to check the situation hurriedly opened the curtain of the camp tent.

Then he just lay aside and vomited.

Because all the people inside were dead, not to mention they died in an incomprehensible way.

All of their bodies had extremely obvious physical deformations, such as bellies that were swollen to the point of being pregnant, and balls of flesh growing directly on their necks.

Some limbs were twisted into weird shapes, as if they were being manipulated by invisible forces. Moreover, the skin of most people shows a strange color, and their eyes are wide and ferocious. Just by looking at them, you can tell through the despair in their eyes how terrible pain they suffered before they died.

This is hell.

Hell unfolding directly before their eyes.

But what's even more terrifying is.

The sentry, who was lying on the ground and vomiting crazily, immediately felt something was wrong with his body.

First came the cramping pain in the abdomen and the dizziness in the head.

The next moment, he vomited out the organ fragments mixed with blood and water in severe pain.

Just having time to take a look, the sentry fell down directly.

Because his body began to dissolve from the abdomen at a crazy speed as if he had drunk strong acid.

The reason for all this was that he had just been touched by that man.

And situations like this are happening inside and outside the entire Mystic Island base.

Almost instantly, alarm bells were ringing inside and outside the entire base.

This is especially true for the Mysterious Island Base, which is the opponent's main target!

The officers and veterans who were the first sources of infection did not even scream, but turned into rapidly expanding flesh balls.

Then it suddenly exploded amidst the exclamations of the other soldiers, spreading poison and flesh all over the entire post.

The screams could be said to have sounded instantly.

This was quickly followed by the sound of a new explosion of meatballs.

The commander in the command room looked at the surveillance in front of him incomprehensibly.

Just now, countless of his subordinates were blown to pieces in front of his eyes!

And then let the rest of the people contaminated by their flesh and blood follow the same mistakes.

He even saw many of them wearing full chemical protective suits as required!

As a result, the heavy chemical protective suit was like nothing. It would explode as long as it was touched by flesh and blood.

His ears were constantly ringing with the anxious reports of his subordinates:

"The first floor fell 70%, the second floor 63%, my God, the third floor is close to 90%!"

"Sir, what should we do?"

"Seal off the base, lower all the explosion-proof doors, and open the internal circulation system on each floor! Those who are still alive must not move around."

"Damn it, what happened!"

The commander who issued the instructions at the fastest speed in his life couldn't help cursing in the end.

They had obviously done everything they could think of, so why did something go wrong!

The only thing that can comfort the commander at present is that as his orders were issued.

The situation really began to be under control.

At least the middle and lower levels have not received any casualties so far.

The commander noticed that the alarm was starting to slow down and asked hurriedly:

"What's going on? Has the pollution been controlled?"

"Sir, there are no pollution reports below the 323rd floor!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir!"

This news made the entire command room feel relieved.

In this way, at least the most dangerous places can be guaranteed to be safe.

The commander sat on the ground without any image, as if he was paralyzed.

But he just sat down for a moment, and immediately stood up and said:

"Notify Mr. Voss! Then trace the source as soon as possible and ask all units to report the losses. However, you must not continue to move around, and you must stay away from the pollution source as much as possible!"

As he spoke, the commander fell into a pause.

"No."

Such a voice made his subordinates beside him ask in confusion:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The commander looked at him and said:

"Normally, shouldn't they wait a little longer?"

This sentence made the entire command room fall into silence.

Yes, although they issued an order to limit the duty, there will obviously be further contact and personnel flow.

After all, they couldn't really isolate every place completely.

But the other party started it directly?

This is obviously illogical, unless they intend to do something with it?

For example, as a cover or something?

The commander thought so too.

Then, he suddenly took off his headphones and shouted:

"Power off! Power off all facilities!"

"Cut off the power, cut off the communication, and shut down all drones immediately!"

The commander did not participate in the cleanup of the Greenland contaminated area, or in other words, most of the people who participated in the cleanup of the Greenland contaminated area died on the day when the Resurrection Mary crashed.

But even so, he carefully read the relevant information and deeply remembered what happened in the 90th year of the new calendar.

They still regarded it as an extraordinary plague that required actual media to spread. It not only infected the steel-made machines, but also used remote communication to directly infect the rear!