The Death Knell

It's better to say it's a bat-man than a giant bat with a human head. Based on its current performance, Su Ming believes that it has no human intelligence or humanity and is just a beast.

But such a large and ugly creature really makes people feel bad, not to mention it flying around overhead and making piercing screams. I don’t know whether it’s due to malnutrition or genetic instability, but the down on this thing keeps falling off during flight, and dark brown snow seems to have fallen in the room.

Su Ming also pulled out his gun and fired. Although this thing flew not slowly, it was not good enough compared to the claws of the Court of Owls.

There is no way, these genetic monsters were just ordinary people before they mutated.

It is estimated that on the ground, it is not as strong as a mouse of the same size, because the bone density of bats is very low, and like birds, the bones are full of holes, allowing them to lose weight and fly.

It is absolutely unnecessary for these scientists to conduct genetic experiments on bats and humans.

The Atlanteans all live in the sea. If they are the imaginary enemy, why not conduct biological experiments in water? Which of these monsters you've seen so far can swim?

All are useless things.

But now is no longer the time to condemn these guys for wasting taxpayers' money. The bat has been shot down by two people, knocking over several other glass jars and falling in a corner not far away.

Cindy pulled out the knife and walked slowly over there: "I hope there won't be too many bullet holes to affect the fur. Rich people have bear skin tapestries in their homes. This time I can have a bat skin one, so big." Bats are a nice collectible."

The bat-man was not dead, but was seriously injured. It paralyzed on the ground, its red blood mixed with the blue nutrient solution it had just broken, turning it into a black color.

Its face stared at Cindy who was approaching, and it actually showed a human look on its face.

"Ah...ah..." It opened its mouth wide and made a strange sound.

Cindy swapped the knife for a gun.

"Ah...ah...save...save..." It actually said simple words.

"boom!"

Cindy shot decisively, and the bullet hit it between the eyebrows. The batman twitched and stopped moving.

Barbara pursed her mouth hard. If it were her before, she might have tried to rescue this bat that could only speak human language, but now she understood that killing it was the most complete rescue.

If he really had human intelligence, being trapped in the body of a bat would be the cruelest thing, and only death would be the final relief.

Cindy took out the magazine and reloaded it, then turned back to everyone.

“You don’t want the Bat Tapestry anymore?”

Su Ming shot several creatures that had just fallen out of the jar, dead or alive, and asked Cindy again while changing bullets.

"No, it's unlucky to have a dead person hanging around the house."

Cindy said calmly.

Maybe Cindy had already changed her mind when the bat-man showed the human frightened expression. Even Su Ming had to admit that it was just a person...

Wei Ke sighed and signaled that Pi Te had forgotten to shoot. After recording a few scenes, the team set off again.

The samples in these jars can still be regarded as the peripheral area of ​​the laboratory. They are all useless waste products. They are soaked in hypnotic nutrient solution and kept alive through these jars.

Sad life.

Before leaving this hall, Barbara carried out the disinfection order of all life-support tanks at Su Ming's request. All these monsters would die in their sleep.

Barbara knew she had killed someone, they were at least half human, they looked like humans, and they might even speak human language.

But she knew that she did the right thing and killing them was a good thing.

It was the first time she understood this truth, which had an impact on her previous concepts. Her thoughts were a little confused and she could only silently crack the door to the next door.

Su Ming was communicating with Cindy. According to his speculation, the Indian Mountain at Earth Minus 11 was more like a toy for a madman.

"This is a genetic laboratory, so there may be viruses or other things down there, so be careful."

Cindy nodded: "Don't worry, keep your distance from me. I know what to do."

The door slowly opened, and once again it was familiar, and the speed of cracking the door again was much faster than before. Cindy entered the room first, while Su Ming protected everyone and waited.

There is a human skeleton at the entrance of this room, as well as a blackboard and many teaching facilities, just like the ones commonly seen in medical schools. There are some sports equipment scattered around, as well as some tables, chairs and benches.

It looked like some gymnasium that had been abandoned for many years.

There are a lot fewer instruments and equipment here, but each one occupies more space and is taller. The oversized metal instruments look like containers.

Cindy looked around carefully, not missing the top of her head and other places, and she quickly made a safety gesture.

Su Ming had already recognized where this place was, the mutant research and experimental area. In the TV series, many mutants were imprisoned here. As experimental materials, they hated outsiders.

The huge metal instruments next to them are actually isolation cabins. Each one is like a room. Mutated people are locked inside and are constantly observed like animals in a zoo.

He walked to the side of a room. The facility was still operating normally. He leaned over the observation hole and took a look. It was a mess inside. The facility was originally arranged like a bedroom, with a beautiful wooden bed and a thick mattress, but now everything inside was torn to pieces, and teeth marks and scratches could still be seen on many of the furniture.

A particularly tall skeleton lay in the middle of the room in a large shape.

Su Ming guessed that he starved to death.

In the TV series, Indian Mountain was discovered and opened in the 1990s. It can be said that it was discovered just after the laboratory was closed. The mutants inside were all alive and powerful.

But what about minus 11 on earth now? It's been decades now, and no matter how powerful the mutants are, they will starve to death. DC is different from Marvel. There is no such thing as mutant here, and mutants are not people born with superpowers.

All the mutants here were humans before.

The military captured them and then transformed them with large doses of radiation or chemical substances to induce genetic mutations and turn them into monsters.

On Earth Minus 11, the history of the laboratory will probably be a little more localized. It is estimated that scientists want to find a way to mutate the Atlanteans and make them extinct themselves.

But this is just a false proposition.

The Atlanteans, like the Amazons, are of demigod blood. How can scientists develop weapons that can work on the Atlanteans when they conduct experiments on humans?

They died in vain.

These mutants are human beings, with the same minds and hearts as any human being.

Therefore, the shapes of the bones in the room are also different. Some are huddled in the corner and hugging their bodies tightly, some are lying peacefully on the bed and died, and some are obviously committing suicide.

Nothing to see anymore, the lobby is safe.

Su Ming called Wei Ke and asked her to see the situation in the isolation facility, and at the same time gave her an overview of the matter.

"You reporters should like this topic. The government conducts experiments on the people."

"Maybe, but maybe I saw too much news today, and I can't get excited..."

Wei Ke thought for a moment, scratched his chin with his fingers, and answered him.