Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

The corporal's third platoon, along with two other combat platoons from the 1st Shock Regiment, followed five heavily armed Kriegers into the smoke of the explosion.

In the thick smoke, the ground was covered with rotten pieces of meat and limbs, as well as the animal body whose head was separated from the body, and the unique noise of chain rotation could be heard from time to time.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

When the vision of the helmet screen became clear, he found that the animal bodies gathered near the entrance of the tower were almost wiped out by Krieger's bombing and charging melee.

He also saw the red-helmed platoon leader Krieger, who was at the forefront of the crowd, dodging the pounce from a slightly larger animal body, and turned around sharply to use his strength to hold the chain he held tightly in his right hand. The saw sword swung towards the neck of the beast body.

"Stab!"

The high-speed rotating chain caused the sharp blade to violently tear apart the skin, flesh and bones of the beast, and the dark blue blood sprayed outward.

In the end, the red helmet platoon leader completed the beheading action.

"Boom...boom..." The head that was separated from the body fell to the ground.

The body still ran forward several meters due to inertia, before collapsing to the ground with a "plop".

Although Krieger's physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary humans, he is not an Astartes after all, and he cannot withstand the "death" increase brought by Thor's Hammer Power Armor.

Therefore, the paratroopers around could clearly see how the red helmet platoon leader killed the oversized animal body.

And its death means that everyone's path to the tower is unimpeded.

The red helmet platoon leader shook his right hand, shaking off the blood stains stuck to the chain.

Dozens of Kriegers put their chainsaw swords back on their waists, took off the laser guns attached to their backs, held them, and gathered beside their platoon leader with five heavily armed Kriegers.

After reorganizing the team, the red-helmed platoon leader brandished the chainsword and led the Krieger combat platoon equipped with heavy firepower, walking silently towards the blue-lighted entrance.

"Step, step." Only the sound of clear and orderly footsteps reached the ears of the corporal and a hundred paratroopers.

"Follow up with the third row." The second lieutenant said on the communication: "Many combat teams have already entered the target building, and we must not fall behind."

The combat group mentioned by the second lieutenant was actually the 3rd Battalion and the 1st Assault Regiment. They were mixed and divided into 14 small combat units, and dispersed into the tower to improve the efficiency of finding colonists.

The flying formation is outside, responsible for dealing with the remnants of Paris.

The corporal and others who received the order followed the Kriegers ahead and walked into the tower.

Walking in, it is a spacious arc-top hall, with tentacle plants growing in the corners of the smooth walls, providing light for this place.

At the end of the hall, there are several tunnels with a diameter of ten meters that can lead to the depths and upper floors of the tower.

With this architectural structure, the number advantage is no longer obvious.

So the red helmet platoon leader at the front of the team divided the battle platoon under his command into three teams of more than ten people, and the airborne troops who were originally three platoons also chose to separate.

The corporal and his comrades, working with a squad led by the red-helmed platoon leader himself, entered one of the tunnels.

Inside the tunnel, there are also glowing plants growing on both sides.

Everyone walked forward for a while and found that the tunnel as a whole leads to the upper floor in a spiral shape, and every time a certain distance is reached, there will be a new tunnel entrance leading to an unknown area.

"It looks like a heap of ants on the outside, but who knows that it's even more insane inside. It always feels like we have become like bugs." A comrade-in-arms said in a team communication.

"Indeed." Hearing the ridicule, even the taciturn corporal couldn't help but agree.

The space of the tunnel is not small, but this ant-hill-like structure does make humans feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, since they entered the tower until now, including all combat troops, they have not been attacked by beast bodies.

"You say, why does Krieger like to charge?" Another comrade changed the subject.

"I don't know why, but I know that the target of the death whistle is finally no longer us."

The comrade beside the corporal said with lingering fear.

In the large-scale joint exercise a year ago, UNSC was in charge of attacking and Umbrella was in charge of defense. Both sides were equipped with the same training armor and weapons.

The elite of their 9th, 1st, and 3rd Airborne Divisions took an airborne pod out of the fleet for orbital airborne, and raided the rear of the Umbrella defense area, preparing to carry out harassment and beheading operations.

After they landed, they just entered the uninhabited town for training when they attracted the Krieg 01 Regiment stationed nearby.

At first, the airborne elites were full of confidence. After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was five times.

But as the street fighting unfolded, the airborne elite found that the superiority in numbers was nothing at all. Whenever Krieger's whistle sounded, there would be the names and numbers of comrades in arms, and a reminder of "death in battle" would be displayed on the upper right corner of the helmet screen. …

It was a series of overwhelming reminders.

In the end, the 01 Regiment insisted on killing them all, holding them back until Umbrella's main force arrived.

Although it was only a large-scale exercise, the unique "death" whistle was deeply imprinted in their minds.

This is why the paratroopers all felt a chill down their spines when the Krieger combat platoon sounded the charge whistle.

"Alright, all of you should be more vigilant. Not meeting enemies doesn't mean you're completely safe."

"Yes, Lieutenant."

The small talk on the internal communication was successfully stopped by the "joining" of the second lieutenant.

The following people continued to move forward for a few minutes, and arrived at another arc-top hall on the middle floor of the tower building.

However, in this hall, there are several rows of alternative electronic instruments made of meat-like tissue and metal, and there is also a seat that is similar to the massage sofa placed in the mall, but its appearance is covered with viscous liquid.

"All attention!"

Seeing this kind of equipment, the second lieutenant immediately shared what they saw and saw, and reminded all the combat troops in the tower: "Find the work or living area of ​​the suspected target."

"Received (understood)." The rest of the officers responded immediately.

The discovery of this arc-top hall shows that the target of their group, the colonist race, is very likely to exist in the tower.

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At this time, the red helmet platoon leader raised his left hand high and clenched his fist violently.

The dozen or so Kriegers who saw the gesture reacted immediately, stepped forward quickly, squatted on the ground in a fan shape, and aimed their guns at a tunnel entrance at the front of the hall.

Two heavy Kriegers at the back of the formation replaced the Gauss machine gun with a brand new drum and pulled the bolt hard.

Naturally, the third row would not stand stupidly. They cooperated with Krieger in the center of the hall to form a semicircular formation.

Inside the corporal's helmet.

The motion detection radar in the upper left corner of the screen shows dense red dots.

"Roar!" and the sharp roar coming from the tunnel further indicated that a group of special beast bodies were rushing towards the hall where they were.

When the animal body is about to rush out of the tunnel...

"Tat-tat-tat!"

Lasers and pulse gun salvos, red lines and gunfire flashing.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

The two Gauss machine guns continuously fired spike bullets, causing penetrating damage to the wave of beast bodies.

Soon, the first "beast body" successfully rushed out of the tunnel.

Even if it was pierced by red light the moment it rushed out of the tunnel, and then exploded by dense live ammunition, but if there is the first one, there will be the second one, or even more.

I saw this group of special beasts running with their feet.

Their muscles are extremely developed, their gray skin is rough and hard, and their five fingers are replaced by slender, sharp bony spurs. They are simply hairless werewolves.

All kinds of characteristics indicate that the colonist race has begun to use human genes to cultivate "new generation" biological weapons.

Wolves are flexible and agile, and have strong resistance to physical ammunition.

More and more wolves flocked to the open hall, spreading the distance, increasing the pressure on everyone.

At this moment, dozens of wolves suddenly jumped and leaped straight over the defense line of the crowd, as if preparing to attack back and forth with their companions.

"The third row is in charge of the rear!" The second lieutenant said immediately.

In fact, without waiting for the second lieutenant's order, the corporal and his comrades had already turned their guns.

But the dozens of wolves that landed smoothly and adjusted their balance are shortening the distance at an extremely fast speed.

As soon as the corporal finished turning around, he was greeted by a wolf leaping towards him.

"thump!"

"what!"

"Grass!"

In an instant, the corporal and many comrades who had no time to escape were thrown to the ground by the wolf body.

It's just the expected scene of a massacre, but it doesn't seem to have happened...

"Fuck you! Get out!"

An airborne soldier who fell to the ground raised his right leg while roaring angrily, and kicked it with a contracted force towards the abdomen of a wolf that was at least a circle bigger than him.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

"Aw..." The howling wolf body was kicked away by the airborne soldier, and it was difficult to maintain its balance and took a step back.

Taking advantage of this gap, the paratroopers lying on the ground raised their guns and fired.

Because the anger was still there, he "fed" nearly 30 caseless pulse bullets to the wolf body in a daze.

"Pfft!"

It wasn't until the wolf's upper body exploded completely, and the blood splashed everywhere, that the paratrooper released his index finger in satisfaction, and rolled over to his feet.

Not only this bad-tempered guy, but all the paratroopers who were knocked down completed the counter-kill.

Only three comrades with back points were slightly injured by bone spurs penetrating through the gaps between the armors. Medics needed to use biological foam to stop the bleeding, and then use gel to temporarily seal the gaps to ensure the airtightness of their individual equipment.

Immediately afterwards, the third platoon regrouped, quickly resolved the threat of a flanking attack, and then cooperated with Krieger to deal with the remaining wolves.

The reason why it can be easily counter-killed is simple.

Even if the equipment of the airborne troops does not reach the level of TPS or CMC, it is by no means "cheap" goods, and the titanium alloy armor and the sixth-generation mechanical femur are by no means purely "good-looking".

The UNSC spent a lot of money to equip nine airborne divisions with this kind of equipment.

As the elite corporals of the airborne division, if they were killed by something like a wolf body, the loss of life was secondary, and the main thing was to lose the face of the third row.

Shortly after.

In the arc-top hall, there are corpses everywhere.

"Crack! Crack!"

But the people who lacked the red helmet platoon leader and the two Kriegers were still relentlessly firing their guns.

Sure enough, more than a dozen wolves who knew how to play dead couldn't help but jump up and attack, but they were all dealt with by the prepared crowd.

On the corporal's side, a wolf body attacked from behind him.

"Om~—呵—呵啦!"

Before his comrades raised their guns and opened fire, Krieger, a TPS power armor with obvious feminine features, raised his sword and cut the wolf's head and neck.

The corporal who noticed the movement turned around, glanced at the corpse, then looked at the female Krieger who was putting away the chainsword, and said, "Thank you."

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Hearing this, the female Krieger responded to the corporal's thanks with a slight nod, and then continued to shoot at the corpse.

"Dude! You're lucky, Krieger nodded to you, see?"

"Try chasing, maybe you can get the contact information, hahaha~!"

The female Krieger hadn't gone far when the corporal heard the teasing from her teammates in the internal communication, then shook her head helplessly, and found an excuse to refuse:

"No one knows what they look like. Whatever you chase after, just take care of yourself."

Corporal and their conversation.

The Red Helmets platoon leader and the other two Kriegs left the tunnel where the wolf's body gushed out, and returned to the hall at the top of the arc.

The two Kriegers remanded a thin, fat-free humanoid creature with a body similar to a wolf's, but smoother and stickier gray skin, and a pair of extra arms than a human.

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"Attention all!" Seeing this humanoid creature, the second lieutenant could not hide his excitement and reported on the communication: "We have captured the suspected target creature!"

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hours later.

The Sahara Desert, where the frontline base is located, ushered in a gray and gloomy "early morning".

inside the base.

Umbrella's engineering department and UNSC engineers, who had completed their shifts, still drove SCVs and engineering exoskeletons, and steadily improved all the facilities of the base.

The survivors from Rabat were temporarily housed in two barracks on the south side of the base.

After years of fear and fear, the survivors were finally able to enjoy food and drinks freely, and lay down on the beds without any scruples and have a good night's sleep.

Especially Teece Byron, who hadn't slept much for a month, and less than 300 soldiers of the United Army Defense Force, in order to guard the gates of the fortress.

But one "survivor" was not treated like this, and even suffered "abuse" from Umbrella.

An interrogation room in the base's central facility.

The humanoid captured by Sanplatoon and Krieger, with its four hands turned back and its legs bound, was twitching on its metal seat like an epileptic seizure.

"Aw... Aw..."

After the convulsions, the humanoid creature shook its head weakly, and moaned with difficulty breathing.

It is the "survivor" who suffered inhuman treatment, and it is also the colonist race that Umbrella wants to find.

Since they do not belong to human beings, it seems reasonable to give them "inhuman treatment".

On the metal seat opposite the colonist, Nova was sitting cross-legged, her right foot was moving rhythmically, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised. She was wearing HES.

Standing obliquely behind Nova was Robert with his hands folded in front of him and his face indifferent.

All monitoring equipment in the interrogation room has been turned off according to Robert's instructions, so that the "non-existent" Nova can have an interrogation environment without interruption

"Confession so soon? Huh." Nova looked at the colonists in front of her and said contemptuously, then turned her body to look at Robert, and said:

"This guy is the supervisor in charge of manufacturing their biological weapons. The real leader is in New York, and the portal in New York is connected to their home planet. Also, this guy is useless, so...

Can I kill it now? Robert. "