rebuilding in walking dead

As if offended by Jesus' question, Dr. Mason looked at him as if he were an idiot and said:

"You have no idea, what are you talking about?"

"An outsider like you, of course, wouldn't know that the mutant giant in front of you is the perfect product of natural selection after an unimaginable genetic match."

"The emergence of each super mutant, whose probability is less than one in a million, is a miracle that cannot be replicated."

"Even for the powerful Freemasons, every super mutant is an extremely precious experimental sample."

As he spoke, Dr. Mason turned his gaze to the giant Tom again, and said with a hint of regret:

"They are all God's gifts to mankind."

"Although using this super mutant as a combat unit is a bit of an overkill, in terms of combat power, it is indeed stronger than the biological weapons I developed."

After killing the three lickers, the team did not stay for too long. After destroying the body of the licker that was beaten into a meat pie, they started the task of exploring the research institute led by the giant Tom.

Following the guidance of Professor Mason on the living map, Frank did not move forward rashly. Instead, he started from the entrance and cleared the place room by room and area by area.

"Replace the flamethrower, the enemy is approaching."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

In just a moment, before those violent hounds that were on the sidelines could launch an attack, gunfire broke out in the team.

Most of the violent hounds were also hit by numerous bullets. Many blood pits were blasted on their rotten bodies by the bullets, and dirty flesh and black body fluids flowed down their wounds.

However, the vitality of these biological weapons was still very tenacious. Although they were blown to pieces and burned black by the flames, they did not die immediately. Instead, they dragged their broken and charred bodies and tried to devour their prey.

Just as Colonel Frank was about to have the soldiers disperse and continue their survey here.

After hearing Dr. Mason's explanation, Clementine nodded and put her worries aside.

After seeing monsters other than the Tyrant and the Plague Crows, the rest of the mission became much smoother.

According to Dr. Mason, the most outstanding features of these wild hounds are their agility and running speed. Their reshaped eyes even have night vision capabilities, making them very good at chasing and hunting enemies.

Clementine breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Dr. Mason, who looked a little depressed. She knew that he was heartbroken because his hard work was destroyed.

"However, they are not very large and seem to be able to fly."

"Here, only his heavy armor can withstand the tyrants' heavy weapons."

However, the number of these blood-sucking worms was quite large, and even if they were covered by dozens of flames, it was still impossible to kill all of them.

Slender body, sharp fangs, rotten skin, and strong limbs.

"Mr. Mason, since there are so many biological monsters in there, could it be that they have all become enemies?"

Clementine, who was protected by the others, also gave orders to her friends:

"Tom, shoot them away."

"The number of troops here is beyond your imagination. Even the smallest number is greater than the total number of troops in the current Human Rights Alliance."

"However, since you have prepared in advance, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with you."

Frank and his companions killed many monsters along the way.

Being hunted by such a tireless monster that can always run at high speed, almost no prey can escape the fate of death.

And those agile and violent hounds could not escape such a large-scale explosion. They were hit by grenades and hand grenades one after another, and were unsurprisingly engulfed in the exploding flames.

Soon, after clearing about one-fifth of the area, they arrived near a spacious public canteen.

Just as these hateful little creatures were trying to bypass the flames and rush into the crowd, they used their sharp beaks to poke holes in people's bodies and suck their body fluids.

When Frank heard Dr. Mason talking about this, there was no expression on his face and he seemed not interested in it.

"Colonel, if there are no other accidents inside, there should be no other enemies except the three semi-finished tyrants we arranged in the past."

Amid the soldiers' disdainful gazes, he smiled foolishly as if he had eaten something delicious.

Frank listened to their conversation silently. Seeing that the soldiers were ready for battle, he coughed lightly, reminded Clementine, and said:

They are also very fast. Thanks to their small size and the advantage of flying, this large group of insect-type biological weapons dispersed in an instant and formed a large, dense swarm of insects.

The giant Tom, who was standing in the middle of the cafeteria and yawning out of boredom, was stunned for a few seconds after hearing what was said. Then he roared, turned around, and swung a two-meter-long alloy mace, sweeping it across the position of the hounds.

"If we can occupy this place and complete our subsequent work, His Excellency the President will be able to obtain a huge army."

The old man chuckled and said to Clementine in a amiable manner:

Clementine opened her mouth in surprise. She didn't expect there would be so many monsters like the ones they encountered today. But after a few seconds, she asked worriedly:

"This is the entrance to the third underground floor of the institute, and it is also our most important biological and chemical weapons cultivation area."

The Stinger Squad soldiers who were responsible for protecting Dr. Mason and Clementine also sent some people to join the battle.

"Let's put it this way. Without the last step, they are now just corpses without any consciousness."

Hearing about the large number of enemies, Frank frowned and asked while signaling the soldiers to get ready:

"Why are there so many? What kind of monster are they?"

The combat engineer who was reporting the situation shook his head and said:

The old man's voice was not loud, and only the few people standing with him heard it.

Frank nodded and agreed with the doctor's speculation, then turned around and ordered the soldiers:

The huge range of the mace's attack caught these monsters off guard, and they were unable to dodge in time. Two of the violent hounds were unfortunately hit by the alloy maces.

"There are a lot of them, probably more than five hundred."

A large number of bullets missed their bodies, and even if they hit their torsos, they could only temporarily slow down their speed.

"Soldiers, watch the right gate here."

The soldiers following behind him also saw the monster in the cafeteria.

Sure enough, the subsequent performance of the violent hounds also confirmed Dr. Mason's intelligence.

"Form a defensive formation and focus fire on them."

Seeing these monsters getting closer and closer, although the soldiers were not afraid of their attacks due to the alloy armor on their bodies, Frank still frowned and ordered:

"Use grenades, grenade launchers, cover attacks, blow them up."

In just a moment, the flames of the explosion illuminated the spacious public cafeteria, and the huge noise made everyone on the scene feel tinnitus.

On flat ground, they can run as fast as cheetahs. Without the aid of transportation, it is impossible for humans to run faster than them.

A combat engineer who was in charge of surveying the surrounding environment suddenly said:

Mason chuckled again and said:

"Of course not. If there was such a possibility, President Lyon would not let you take the risk here."

Everyone's goal was wise, aiming at the hideous and terrifying dog heads in the darkness. Even though everyone knew that they could not really kill them by blowing their heads off, Dr. Mason said that as long as their heads were smashed, the monsters' senses would be severely affected.

However, the smell of roasted dog meat on them soon attracted the giant Tom beside them.

Perhaps, ordinary survivors would be frightened by such noise, but they were facing the mentally retarded giant Tom.

"Although they are small in size, as long as they have enough corpses and flesh and blood, they can continue to reproduce. They are also very aggressive and poisonous, and have a certain paralysis ability."

"It stores all the biological and chemical weapons we produce, as well as various matching equipment."

However, the operation was able to go so smoothly thanks to the intelligence provided by this old man.

Dr. Mason, who was standing on the other side, immediately said:

Taking advantage of the moment when the hounds were in a panic, the soldiers of the Death Corps quickly replaced their grenade launchers and grenades, and under the command of their adjutants, launched a covering attack on the hounds' location.

However, since the cafeteria door was less than three meters high, the tall giant Tom could only lie down and crawl in like he was crawling through a dog hole. His tremendous strength and huge body even caused a lot of damage to the wooden cafeteria door.

Da-da-da! Da-da-da!

In just one or two seconds, the heads of those ferocious hounds standing in the most conspicuous positions were beaten into honeycombs.

However, think about it, like Lickers, Berserkers and Bloodsuckers, these are biological weapons that rely on numbers to form combat effectiveness. If they cannot form a large army, the Freemasons will not spend a lot of resources to study them.

After more than ten minutes, all the monsters in the public cafeteria were cleared out, and Frank's soldiers were not harmed by these monsters.

Dr. Mason said to Frank with some emotion:

The enormous force directly knocked them away and hit the hard wall. With a crisp sound, their spines broke and they could no longer move.

As soon as the colonel's order came down, his adjutants immediately issued various orders to other soldiers.

"Miss Clementine, could you let your friend lead the charge?"

The big man walked up to the hounds with drooling mouth. He didn't disdain their rotten flesh and blood. He grabbed their bodies and threw them into his mouth as if they were barbecue.

As a young person, Clementine couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Mr. Mason, how many biological weapons have you produced in these years?"

But the remaining hounds immediately dodged the dense barrage of bullets as quickly as possible, began to run at high speed in the public cafeteria, and continued to approach the soldiers' position from various strange angles.

"Except for the semi-finished biological and chemical weapons we encountered, the others are stored in special warehouses. Without my supervisory authority, they cannot be taken out."

Faced with such fast-moving hounds, even if the soldiers of the Death Corps were skilled in shooting, it would be difficult to accurately hit their heads.

Frank's pupils shrank. He didn't ask Leon this question because he didn't want to see his brother-in-law any more.

He didn't expect that there were so many biological and chemical weapons here. He thought that such mysterious weapons should be quite rare.

"Without lighting equipment, we can only detect the number of the enemy through sound waves, and we cannot see their appearance clearly."

Accompanied by squeaking sounds, noisy sounds of flesh being burned and limbs being damaged, most of the blood-sucking worms had their wings and bodies burned by the flames immediately, and fell from the air like rags.

Otherwise, facing these powerful and strange monsters, the soldiers of the Human Alliance would definitely suffer a certain degree of casualties.

However, they were facing a group of elite fighters who had been well prepared, mainly a team of Stinger Squad soldiers. They immediately raised the flamethrowers in their hands, and blazing flames spurted out from the muzzles, instantly covering the location of the swarm.

Some sharpshooters have also taken out their weapons and started to use bullets frantically to finish off the enemies, preventing those who escaped from the group from hurting their own people.

"When we open the door here, we won't have to face a biochemical army, right?"

Frank's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the dozen or so dog-like monsters under the light that were rotten all over but much larger than ordinary large hounds, and said,

"It's the Rabid Hound."

Soon, the soldiers searched and cleared along the way, and soon pushed the progress of the mission to the core of the research institute.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Although they were caught off guard by the sudden attack by the soldiers.

"Moreover, unlike the semi-finished products that were to be handed over to the Freemasons for inspection, these products stored in the warehouse are semi-finished products among semi-finished products. They have not yet been implanted in the final process."

The armored giant paid no attention to the threats and stepped inside in a somewhat awkward manner. The huge spotlight on his shoulder immediately illuminated the dark public cafeteria.

"Haha, little girl, I won't be polite to the Freemasons. I have consumed a lot of their resources."

"Colonel, a large number of unidentified creatures are approaching the right gate of the public cafeteria."

"It should be a blood-sucking worm. I gave you the information."

Along the way, we encountered four or five lickers that liked to lie on the ceiling, but in front of the powerful giant, these little creatures could not cause any waves at all.

There were at least a dozen sources of sound, layer upon layer, coming from the darkness.

The enemy did not give the soldiers much time to prepare. They had just changed their flamethrowers when the wooden door on the right side of the cafeteria was violently slammed open. A large group of huge red and green insects with fly wings and bodies as big as mosquitoes rushed into the cafeteria.

However, when he just put his huge head into the cafeteria, he suddenly heard many wild beast-like roars, like the roars of wild wolves, full of ambition and cruelty.

Mason took a look at the little girl in the armored combat uniform. His rich experience made him understand that this little girl had a very special position in the team. The soldiers equipped with special equipment were always vigilantly guarding the girl to protect her safety.

"We need his help in this battle."

Faced with Frank's request, Clementine did not hesitate. Having lived with the giant Tom for so many years, she knew very well the strength of this little friend. With the protection of this heavy armor, Tom was not afraid even when facing tank fire.

"Okay, Colonel Frank, we are ready to act at any time and await your orders."

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