Latent Syndrome

Chapter 280 279. Ocean

Latent disease.

Outside of North America, there are places beyond the control of the Countermeasures Bureau.

The number of infected people has reached about 7%, and one in every ten people has latent syndrome.

In this horrific disease, which has a fatality rate of over 95%, most people will only die in short-term and long-lasting pain after contracting it.

The surviving people with strong wills, because they are not afraid of death and have turned their backs on the symbolic world, will only inflict endless violence until them.

Totally crazy.

The sea in the dark night is completely dark, and all light is swallowed up by the bottomless water.

Even a fishing boat with a displacement of thousands of tons is like a rickety boat in the turbulent waves, being picked up and then put down in the boundless sea.

The waters around Peru are rich in squid, and the way to catch them is also very simple. These sailors who engage in deep-sea fishing are out day and night. They just need to shine a searchlight on the sea surface, and the squid will be attracted by the light. There is nothing empty, at least dozens or hundreds of kilograms.

However, in such bad weather and strong winds blowing on the sea, work cannot be carried out.

In addition, this ship also has other tasks, which is to carry stowaways and transport them to North America.

Under the global infection, many countries have completely fallen. In the absence of countermeasures to maintain order, these invulnerable infected people are above human society, ignoring moral laws and subverting social power.

Killing people, cooking their bodies, dismembering them, editing them into entertainment videos, and spreading them on the dark web for fun.

Everyone wants to escape and go to the last pure land, the Free Alliance. I heard that there are no infected people raging there, and it is the only civilized place in the entire world that has returned to the wild.

But their ideas are too naive.

Even in a civilized era, when you go to sea, your legal awareness will be weak. A ship is like a small society. There is no respect, no morality, and no human ethics.

It is very common for one or two people to disappear every time the ship arrives at the port. It is usually explained that they fell into the sea after being drunk, but in fact they have been thrown into the sea with no bones left.

Not to mention now.

The storms and thunder and lightning at sea, as well as the eternal darkness, are by no means comparable to those on land. Only when you are exposed to the terrifying nature without any cover can you feel the unparalleled loneliness and fear.

Captain's interior.

"Do we really want to take those people to the Freedom Alliance? We must know that we are wanted criminals."

The engineer's tone was cold and ruthless.

The cook on the ship also had the same idea, and saw that the voyage was almost halfway.

"of course not."

"We kill them, tonight."

"At the next port, there will still be people who need to be smuggled across."

"I've already made contact."

The captain spoke quite calmly, as if he was already familiar with the journey.

"This is much more profitable than squid fishing."

The medium-sized cook's eyes were a little excited. He had only boarded the ship not long ago and was a little curious about this kind of business. These stowaways would often bet all their savings, even if it was a high-priced quota of 100,000 alliance coins, in order to sneak into the country at such a moment. The Free Alliance will accept it without hesitation.

All cross-border flights around the world have been suspended, and the Freedom Alliance has no plans to accept refugees. The only way left is to sneak across.

An unprecedented storm is brewing everywhere, and everyone is placing their hope on the most powerful country.

"Maybe I can make some special dishes."

The cook licked his lips excitedly.

They are all infected. Although they are not high-level, they still have certain combat capabilities. They are not afraid of swords and guns. They have no problem dealing with ordinary people or even an army.

What's more, those hungry stowaways were locked up in the idle warehouse below the deck, never seeing the light of day.

The captain's mate came from the deck, his hair wet from the rain on the sea, carrying a heavy package on his shoulder, and he entered the captain's cabin.

Throwing the package on the ground, there was a clang of gold and iron, and some long-edged knives fell to the ground.

"Let's see who can kill more people."

The deputy's expression was extremely sinister.

So the group of people picked up the knives one after another, with extremely ferocious expressions. Accompanied by the loud sound of raindrops, they sneaked quietly outside the idle warehouse below the deck amid the noise. The sound of rain completely covered their footsteps. Inside There are dozens of stowaways locked up who have been hungry for a day and a night.

Only by clearing out this group of people will there be room for the next group of people.

But when things came to a close, a crew member who was about to open the door trembled and hesitated. Do he really want to kill these people like animals? Maybe not as good as animals, because they have not had any water during this time. , this kind of stowaway job is not a vacation, which includes three meals a day.

"You all get out of the way first."

The captain believed that he must lead by example and set a good example for them, because he would have to pass through many ports and he must be familiar with them. There were hundreds of people, and if the business was good, there might be thousands of people waiting for him to kill.

The captain pushed open the door of the unused warehouse. Because the hinges of the old fishing boat were somewhat rusty, it made a harsh sound. As he pushed the door completely open, the faint light in the passage shone into the warehouse. He saw some people with sallow faces and thin skin and greasy hair. A very haggard person.

The stowaways in the warehouse even thought that the captain was bringing them food, and some of them approached the captain.

Because before boarding the ship, the captain repeatedly warned that this door would be kept tightly closed to avoid the eyes of some maritime patrols, otherwise the stowaway would be in vain and all would be deported.

For the sake of hope, they have always complied, not even turning on the lights. Even though their stomachs were severely upset and their skin was cracked due to lack of water, they still complied.

Among these stowaways, there are no elderly people. After all, a quota requires a high price of more than 100,000 yuan, and the elderly cannot bear the long journey. Most of them are families, and some women are holding their children. Even babies are counted in the number of people.

Just when there was a faint expectation in their eyes.

The captain didn't say a word. He picked up a long-edged knife and killed everyone he saw. Seeing the captain's bravery, the cook, chief engineer, and deputy also rushed into the warehouse and started hacking randomly.

Instantly, blood was dripping, screams were everywhere, and red liquid was sprayed everywhere on the floor, face, and clothes. In the darkness, the eyes of these sailors were shining with a strange red light.

In less than ten seconds, nearly twenty people were hacked to death and chopped to pieces. The waves of stowaways in the crowded warehouse were pushing back and forth, but they couldn't squeeze out at all. There were no windows to jump into the sea, only round ones. Shaped sealed light-transmitting glass.

Moreover, these crew members are all infected. Although they are only D- and C-level, their strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.

They were already out of their fighting state, slashing without sparing any effort, like chopping melons and vegetables, a blur.

At this time, the sea swayed even more fiercely, and a thunder suddenly appeared in the distance. In an instant, the sea surface turned into daylight, and only the middle of the end of the warehouse was visible.

Sitting there was a man, his hair shaved less than a centimeter, and the tiger claw scar on one cheek was even more horrifying.

"that person!"

The cook was shocked when he saw it, as if he had seen the most ferocious beast in the ancient jungle.