Umbrella Corporation

The searchlight illuminated the two excavators outside, and also the corrupt zombies walking slowly in the aisle between the excavators. Lan

“Ahhhhhhhhhh~!

!”

The red necks holding guns took a breath, and when they saw the appearance of the zombies walking slowly, they all screamed like women and stood up from the ground with one hand.

The searchlight shook violently, and everyone opened their mouths in horror and kept backing away.

After calming down a little, the light hit the corrupt zombies walking slowly again.

The bearded man looked horrified, holding up his gun and trembling as he shouted, "What the hell is that thing!"

"Is that a person?!"

"That's a fucking corpse!"

"Who doesn't have a stomach!"

"Ahhhh! I see the other side!"

"Ahhh! What should I do!"

"I don't know!"

"Ah, there's more over there!"

"Shoot!"

"Ah?"

"Shoot! Don't worry about what the hell this thing is!"

"Fire!"

Bang bang bang!

After a messy exchange with all kinds of swear words, the few people finally reached a consensus and took out their weapons to shoot him!

The bullets from the shotgun, bolt-action rifle, and revolver instantly smashed the zombie's body, and more zombies emerged from the gaps between the surrounding engineering vehicles. They turned their guns back and forth and used up all the bullets in a few shots.

Several zombies that staggered over were smashed to pieces by bullets, and the rotten flesh and black bones were broken into several pieces with a little force.

A situation that frightened several people appeared!

Even if these strange corrupt zombies were broken into several pieces and fell to the ground, they were still alive. Their broken limbs were still trying their best to crawl towards them.

Several people screamed like women again.

"What happened!

!"

At this time, the people who heard the noise in the camp also came here with various types of guns.

Bieber, who was sleeping soundly, was also awakened by the gunshots. He walked forward with his treasured Winchester. After seeing the wriggling zombie limbs illuminated by the light, he also screamed like a woman, "What the hell are these!"

"We don't know either. We were chatting happily, and these ghosts popped up!"

"Ah! They can't be killed! They are undead!"

"Is this a demon?"

"Ah! There are more over there! Shoot!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The bearded men who first discovered these things explained the situation in a flurry. As they talked, the gathered people gradually discovered more corrupt zombies in the woods.

Bieber looked around, and saw more and more zombies approaching along the gap between the woods and the engineering vehicle.

Just as a group of people were retreating in doubt, a hurried phone rang.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Bieber's lower back.

After reaching out to take out the newly-made satellite phone, Bieber stepped back while nervously answering the phone, and asked carefully: "Who?"

On the other side of the phone was an unusually rapid breathing voice of a man, "Thank God! Help me, Mr. Bieber! I'm Janforte, we were crushed by a fallen tree at the foot of the mountain, someone was injured, and it will take a long time for the ambulance to get here, please, we need help!"

The cry for help was so loud that many people around heard it, and they began to feel scared.

How much does all this look like a plot of a horror story!

Crazy Indians, undead ghosts that haunt at night, and the tragic cry for help on the other side of the phone.

America is a country with a strong religious element. Even in the Internet age of information explosion, there are still many people who believe in a certain religion, not to mention that home computers have not yet appeared.

It is normal for a group of red-neck workers whose cultural level is basically limited to professional knowledge to be afraid of these ghosts. Lan

Add to that the misunderstood cry for help from the phone. If it is not handled properly, this business may be ruined!

That's hundreds of thousands of dollars!

Hundreds of thousands!

Bieber noticed the timid eyes of the brothers around him, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked angry and shouted: "It's Officer Janfort on the phone. They are crushed by the tree at the foot of the mountain."

After explaining to everyone what the sudden call was, he said to Officer Janfort on the other side of the phone: "Don't worry, we will be there soon!"

Officer Janfort on the other side of the phone thanked him profusely, and Bieber hung up the phone.

At this time, the undead had passed through the engineering vehicles one after another, and gathered into several teams approaching them. Lan

Bieber was a little scared when he saw the ugly and smelly zombies, but he thought about the equipment he had borrowed for this business and the money his brothers had paid for it, and he became more determined.

He raised the Winchester in his hand and pulled the trigger directly at the approaching zombies.

Sparks flew from the muzzle, shocking everyone in the camp. The approaching zombies were also torn into pieces by the impact of the shotgun, clearing a large area in an instant.

After firing a shot, others also shot in a proper manner. Although the immortality of these zombies is a bit scary, their movement speed and defense are really low, and they can be broken into several pieces with just one shot.

After the surrounding circle of zombies was cleared, Bieber climbed onto an excavator outside, ignoring the zombies at his feet.

After glancing around below, he began to speak earnestly, "We don't even know where these ghosts come from! They are so weak! I'm sorry before that I didn't tell you how much money we can get from this business. , let me talk about it now, 890,000 dollars. If we do well, the subsequent construction work will be handed over to us. In 6 months at most, we can earn 4.3 million dollars!"

Bieber is not a professional speaker, but he often interacts with people, so he has learned some skills without a teacher. Lan

Why do the workers work so hard to dust? Bullshit ideal? Of course just for the enchanting Franklin!

Telling these people how much they can earn after this trip is the biggest incentive for them.

In fact, he said too much. Even if they took on the follow-up projects, they would only earn a maximum of 3.5 million dollars, which was a very large amount of money in the 1967 timeline.

If it is distributed equally, each person can get about 15,000 US dollars in half a year, which is almost the same amount of money that he could not get even if he worked hard for a year!

As expected, the people below briefly forgot the threat posed by corrupt zombies and were seduced by money.

Bieber immediately struck while the iron was hot: "If we can complete the work under the threat of these ghosts, I will continue to ask for more compensation from the city and distribute it equally to everyone! I will not stop anyone who wants to quit, I will give You have a severance package, but you have to think about it!”

Raise your gun and pull the trigger on the corrupt zombies passing by the excavator. Lan

The corrupted zombie was shot in the head, and its body collapsed like a tower of blocks, shattered by a shot of shotgun.

"Are these rotten bones worth being afraid of? If you are afraid, you should go back and live with your mother! Who the hell wants to quit!"

"Done! Just a bunch of broken bones!" A cry came from the edge of the crowd, and he shot away the corrupt zombies that were walking slowly.

More and more people are raising their guns, all fear stems from the lack of firepower, but as it happens, they have plenty of firepower!

"Who said I don't dare anymore, Boss Bieber!"

"These skeletons can't even hold a bullet, so what's there to be afraid of!"

"I can't live without a job, so... I did it!" Lan

More and more people raised their weapons and cheered, and the possible rout finally settled down.

Bieber showed a pleased expression and commanded: "Lawrence, take your team and drive to the foot of the mountain to pick up Officer Gianforte. The others will join me and pound cement! Bury all these bones and frames!"

"Uh-huh!"

The people in the camp were completely energetic. After bursting into cheers, they started to set off, picking up people and pounding cement.

Several people work in teams, bring enough ammunition, and if there is a big problem when going out, they will send out a signal flare to call for help.

Soon, the zombies near the camp were continuously eliminated, and all the corpses were pushed by forklifts into the large pits left when logging and hauling stakes. A small mixer brought cement to the hole, and completely cemented these stinky ghosts. seal.

Soon after, Lawrence left and brought several injured policemen to the camp, and also saw these terrible monsters. Lan

They wanted to report the matter to the professional department and let them handle it, but Bieber gave the police a serious warning.

"Officer Gianforte, although I agree with your approach, you should also consider my brother No. 200. If someone discovers what happened here, my construction team will not be able to do it. By then, I and I My brothers may go bankrupt, and they may do some bad things after going bankrupt, can you understand that?”

Officer Gianforte, who was over fifty years old, showed a kind smile and nodded repeatedly: "Understood! Understood! This is not a big deal, I won't tell anyone! Can you move the muzzle of the gun first?"

Moving away from Winchester, who still smelled of gunpowder smoke, Bieber put a smile on his face again, patted Officer Gianforte on the shoulder and said: "Hey, I am doing this to support my family Hukou, although I am now in business It’s not as difficult as before, but my brothers and I have been working on projects for decades, and it won’t be easy to change for a while, right?”

"Ah, yes, yes!"

The construction team's battle against zombies lasted until six in the morning. No zombies appeared in the forest anymore. Most of the zombies had been sealed in quick-drying cement. After taking a rest, the workers started a new day of work again.

The work continued for six days, and nothing weird happened again. Lan

It was not that the Indians gave up on revenge, but that the Indians tried to continue summoning zombies and found that most of the zombies in the land had been decomposed by nature. All the usable zombies ran out that night and were sealed in cement.

Then the Indian elders looked through ancient books and tried to find more ways to retaliate against the invaders, and finally found only poisoning.

Poisoning the lake...

However, part of the water in the lake on the mountain is still drunk by their tribe. Once poison is actually poured into the lake, they will also suffer.

The nearby water sources are basically related to the lake. After poisoning, they will basically run away with their families.

But the laws of the ancestors are immutable. These outsiders broke into their holy land, and over time they angered the gods and sent down heaven's punishment to make the earth burn. Then they would still die!

A group of Indian elders were scratching their heads in the tribe to think of a solution, and the young people who didn't want to take risks were trying to persuade them. They argued constantly and failed to reach a unified opinion, but they were divided into two factions. Lan

A runner believes that nature and God will punish the intruders. They just need to run far away and live well.

One is the martial arts faction who insists on poisoning, thinking that even if they run to the burning earth far away, they will still be killed, so it is better to stay and witness the death of the enemy.

They had been arguing for a week. Bieber's engineering team had completed the logging work in one area, and the trucks from the wood processing plant had also arrived at the foot of the mountain, happily selling wood.

The injured policemen and the injured workers had already arrived in the town along with another group of policemen who had arrived. The injured workers had to keep an eye on the police officers led by Officer Gianforte who had discovered the secret here. Other than that, I just buy some supplies from the town and go back and forth every day to deliver things.

Although the undead have been sealed in cement, the occurrence of such supernatural events still puts a lot of pressure in everyone's heart. Money is beneath life, and if you want to work and rest peacefully, you have to drink something at night. Have a drink and eat some high-calorie fried foods that will satisfy your body.

After the wood is moved flat, the next step is to smooth out a large area nearby and repair all the uneven areas.

Heavy earth-moving trucks cannot be transported up the mountain, so the work of leveling the ground can only be done by bulldozers and humans. There are many places that need to be processed. If it can exist as an air transport port, it must be quite large. Lan

After cutting down the trees in an area, they began to level the ground at the same time. Only one area was completed in a week, and there were seven areas left.

On average, it takes one week to cut down trees in an area, and it takes more than two months to cut down trees. If the project is completed within three months, they can get an additional income.

With a dozen workers missing and the Indians still to be guarded, the three months were very tight.

In order to complete the work, Bieber had to go to the small town and recruit twenty temporary workers.

Jobs are very easy to find these days. The benefits for working in factories have gone up. There are more companies building factories in remote towns and areas. Few people will complain about not being able to find a job anymore.

The people found were all elderly people in their forties or fifties, and they could only take on some less important tasks, such as standing guard with guns.

Maybe there was a threat of firearms, or maybe the Indians really ran away. After half a month of work, nothing strange happened again. Lan

Bieber's construction team made great progress all the way, and the worker who was scratched by a knife went to buy ingredients when he couldn't do the heavy work. The dual stimulation of high-calorie food and mental nitrogen pump made the project progress increase steadily.

Within a month, they had completed half of the work. The trucks from the lumber camp were running one after another, and the felled trees were transported away, freeing up a large space for the camp.

Without the cover of the trees, the forest also lost some gloomy feeling, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.