Duan Qing has been crying with suppressed voice since she opened the door, as if she was remembering the tragedy that night.
It is difficult for anyone to say that they are not a victim of a full-scale apocalyptic disaster.
Upon seeing this, Li Liping took her into her arms and comforted her in a low voice.
As for the dark and skinny little boy, his face was sullen and his fists were clenched tightly. Lang Hua couldn't help but take a second look.
The group of people planned to leave. In Lang Hua's plan, their next step was to return to Shashi People's Hospital.
Although the "silk spider mutant" there is difficult to deal with, it is the "fusion necromorph" among the "manifest necromorphs" and is terrifyingly contagious.
At the same time, this is also the reason why one Shashi People's Hospital alone can produce eight silk spider mutants.
The source was a person from Shashi who was bitten in a violent injury case on the national highway in Nanqi City.
A living person is bitten by a silk spider mutant before death. If various specific conditions are met, there is a chance that such a mutation will occur when the organism is on the verge of brain death.
Mutants retain part of their intelligence and vigilance, similar to the habits of beasts. Part of its body will maintain its human form, while the other part of its body will mutate and produce the physical signs of other creatures.
For example, like what Lang Hua and the others encountered at Shashi People's Hospital, the combination of the upper body half and the spider-like lower body was a typical sign of a "silk spider mutant".
The mutated "fusion type" black fog spore community infects the original spore community of the killing body and occupies the hindbrain nucleus area that is key to corpse transformation.
Through the mobilization of energy and the transmission of pheromones, the new spore community stimulates the mutated black corpse to grow bony hind limbs on the back half of the spine and the distal ends of the limbs.
From a distance, these guys look very similar to eight-legged spiders with exoskeletons.
What really made the official name it "silk spider mutant" was the poison sac and spider silk sac produced by the atavistic evolution of the mutant.
The probability of "Fusion Necromorph" being produced is not high, and Lang Hua had only heard of it a few times in his previous life.
What impressed him most was a small base that fell in the middle of the apocalypse.
It is said to be a small base, but it is actually more appropriate to call it a 'gathering place'.
Because this base is close to the dense forests of the Qinling Mountains, there are very few survivors, less than a thousand.
But in the apocalypse, every living person is extremely precious. As usual, the "Homelander Alliance" committee has opened exclusive lines for base lords and team members on the military channel derived from the global satellite communication network Teledesic II.
It was the end of the third year of the apocalypse, and after more than two years of racial strife, the coalition government had rarely enjoyed some days of stability and tranquility.
However, for three months in a row, the small base did not report recent developments to the "Homelander Alliance" committee as usual.
And obviously at that time, when humans, beasts, and corpses stood in harmony, things like a tide of corpses and a tide of beasts were the least likely to happen.
So at that time, any changes would appear extremely strange.
Finally, the committee members could no longer sit still and sent a team to check. Who would have thought that even the elite reconnaissance team would be trapped in it.
The last image transmitted by the reconnaissance team was of densely packed "silk spider mutants" emerging from the base building.
In terms of number, there are about five hundred.
After previously devouring the remaining human evolvers in the base, as well as the large and small black beasts and black corpses in the dense forest, the levels of these "silk spider mutants" have become frighteningly high.
Even though the committee had conducted an intensive bombing with strong firepower before sending out the second suppression team, it was unable to completely eliminate these guys.
No one knows how many of the more than 500 monsters are left, but Lang Hua, as a member of the team, has heard that the dispatch team lost many good players because of this.
To be called a "good player" in the middle of the apocalypse requires not only combat prowess, but also combat literacy, ability matching and combat experience. Both of them are the "backbone" of each company that can stand alone.
But even with such a lineup, it actually...
"The people above" are tight-lipped about the information gained from the operation.
Later, that area was also designated as a restricted area by the coalition government, and irrelevant personnel were prohibited from approaching.
The committee planned to integrate the team again to clean up, but unfortunately, it soon encountered the Star Thieves and launched the "First Harvest".
After the "hunt" begins, the apocalyptic truth emerges, and the entire planet is plunged into emotional turmoil.
This was the beginning of the "Three Years of Bloody Massacre" that caused the coalition government a huge headache, and the unfinished siege and suppression had to be abandoned.
At least on the surface, until the "final battle" before the annihilation of civilization, Lang Hua never heard any news about the encirclement and suppression of the "Silk Spider Mutant".
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Duan Qing's crying gradually stopped, and apart from her mental daze, her whole body also calmed down.
Li Liping turned around and looked at Lang Hua:
"Since the city is already so dangerous, we should follow your plan and head towards that base as soon as possible. Since Xiaoyan's boyfriend..."
She glanced at Wang Yan and then said to Lang Hua: "Xiao Yan's boyfriend has also died. Let's not take any more risks."
After experiencing the incident in Yang's apartment, Li Liping understood a lot. Even if Wang Yan's boyfriend is removed, there may be other colleagues who are still somewhere in the hospital and have not been poisoned by monsters and black corpses...
But who can say for sure?
Yang Bensheng was right before. She should not and was unwilling to let Lang Hua risk her life for irrelevant outsiders.
Hearing this, Lang Hua slowly shook his head.
"I'm still going to try it," he said.
Lin Qian disagreed and said: "Those 'silk spider mutants' are not easy to deal with. They completely restrain the abilities of us. Xiaohua, have you forgotten the embarrassment last time?"
Lang Hua didn't feel embarrassed at all and said with a smile: "This time is different."
"It's different? Why is it different?" Lin Qian was confused.
"Oh, you mean Uncle Lin's 'Spark' ability." Yang Xiaoxiao's mind was quick, and he understood Lang Hua's plan in a blink of an eye.
"Yes, fire-based abilities do the most damage to these arthropod monsters." Lin Wenjin also nodded.
Finally got a chance to show off his skills, and thinking about the dark history of being chased by a monster last time, Lin Wenjin was gearing up and very motivated.
Lang Hua recalled the moment he escaped from the hospital two days ago. The faint cry for help coming from the roof in the wind still seemed to ring faintly in his ears.
Although the distance was too far, he saw no trace of a human figure on the roof of the building.
But Lang Hua had an intuition - if he didn't return to Shashi People's Hospital, he might miss something.
This intuition had occurred many times since his rebirth. Lang Hua had never taken it to heart before, but this time he wanted to prove it.
"Are you sure we can win?" Yang Bensheng is still concerned about the actual combat power issue.
Among the eight mutated silk spiders in the hospital, one was cut in half from the abdominal handle by a manganese steel machete with "extra hardness" and died.
The hardest chest plate on the other one was almost completely broken after being stabbed and kicked by Lang Hua. It was also hit by an explosion. It was probably also a fatal end.
The black mist energy has been accumulated in the body of the "Silk Spider Mutant" for more than a month in advance, which is naturally extraordinary.
However, the infectivity of "fusion mutants" is always limited, and the number of mutants that can be infected is also limited.
Lang Hua estimated that unless there was another black mist eruption, eight mutant silk spiders would be the limit of the hospital.
"Are you sure?" Lang Hua tilted his head and smiled.
"Six powerful monsters and a three-digit mutant spider swarm, I don't dare to take this guarantee."
His eyes shone with confidence: "But people always have to use their brains when doing things."
"Besides," Lang Hua added, "I still have something I want to get from those 'silk spider mutants'."
"Why don't you just use fire to attack. There's no need to take risks in close combat." Li Liping thought for a while and suggested.
"No," Lang Hua shook his head and objected, "It is indeed easier to burn it, but it will be difficult to control the spread of the fire."
"Once everything turns to dust, the things I want will be gone."
Yang Xiaoxiao curled her lips, but she was very interested:
"What are you afraid of? We have six ability users here. Go back and kill them all!"
"Xiaohua, you can make up your mind. We will all listen to you." Lin Qian also nodded slightly to express her position.
Fire attack? Ah.
Thinking of that vague cry for help, Lang Hua couldn't make a plan to attack with fire.
Although he, Lang Hua, was not a saint, he did not want to bring about the doom of some compatriots by himself until he had to do it.
Moreover, what Lang Hua knew was——
The reason why the committee's top officials are so tireless in sending troops to attack is not just that "Fusion Necromorphs" are like the source of a plague.
Without tangible benefits, how can we drive those big shots?
Lang Hua couldn't help but sneer when he thought of this.
Cleaning up harm for the people...sometimes it's very watery.
