Somalia, Hudur region, sunny weather.
A large net has been drawn around the town where the salt factory is located. Garrett, the modified warrior responsible for the frontal attack, the Ghost agent serving as support, and the Halo Marines deployed nearby as a precaution, all combat units have arrived at their predetermined positions.
Just wait until dark to launch the general attack!
The setting sun gradually sets, and the dim yellow halo envelopes the outer edge of the red soil slope, coating the surrounding sand dunes with a bit of blood. The dark-skinned villagers held long branches and drove the goats back to the sheepfold. The truck drove by on the dirt road, raising a cloud of dust. Several militants carrying AK-47s jumped out of the truck, and gathered the villagers nearby to unload the "tea leaves" from the truck and pull them into the drug manufacturing factory.
The ghost agent crawling on the sand dune took a deep breath, looked away from the scope, and reached out to click a few times on the touch screen on his right arm.
In order to prevent snipers from snooping, these militants cleverly stretched ropes between buildings and then hung dyed cloth strips on the ropes. However, for ghost agents equipped with high technology, these homespun methods are not so effective.
The only trouble is the civilians in the village. It is difficult to avoid accidental injuries.
A holographic screen appeared, showing an aerial view of the village in front of her. The drone has arrived over the salt factory, using an infrared identification device to mark the heat source belonging to the militants, and using the second-line positioning method to directly present the target's three-dimensional position on the ghost agent's retina.
The sky finally darkened.
Except for the militants who were still standing guard, the villagers had returned to their homes and closed their doors and windows. The entire village was shrouded in silent darkness. When the last light went out, Garrett, who was waiting by the road, took out the Ripper rifle from his travel bag, loaded it cleanly, and then walked towards the wall on the side of the village with the rifle in hand.
The agent codenamed Ghost Bird has shared the heat source coordinates of enemy units into his chip. Although their skin color comes with night camouflage, under the surveillance of drones, these armed elements hiding in the night are no different from standing in the spotlight.
"There are two sentries at three o'clock."
Sticking to the wall, Garrett pressed a button on the headset.
"Can you hit me there?"
"There's a private house across the way, so you can only rely on yourself."
"OK." As soon as he finished speaking, Garrett took out the drone from the backpack on his back and threw it into the air like a Frisbee.
Buzz!
A short buzzing sound roared past, and before the two sentries on guard could react, a series of blood drops splashed from their bodies, and they were so weak that they fell into a pool of blood.
Holding the rifle, Garrett walked out of the shadows, reached out to take back the Hummingbird drone hovering above the two bodies, and then rushed towards the salt factory with the rifle in hand.
But at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly broke the silence of the small village. Immediately afterwards, on the other side of the village, gunfire sounded like beans!
Garrett looked stern, thinking that his whereabouts had been exposed, and immediately rushed to the bunker on the trail, set up the rifle and switched to automatic gear.
The screams woke up the sleeping villagers, and the lights came on in twos and threes.
Of course, some people never wake up again.
The lights that came on one after another lit up the dark village, and cries, screams, and gunshots came one after another. Garrett waited for a long time, but the expected siege did not come.
"Something is wrong." The ghost bird's voice sounded in his ears.
"What happened, can you see it over there?" Garrett asked with a frown.
"It's zombies. The villagers were infected and turned into zombies... The zombies started attacking the militants and they were killing each other."
"Grass!"
This madman!
Garrett cursed secretly, immediately picked up his rifle and rushed towards the salt factory.
No application was made to the Somali authorities for this operation, and at this moment the entire village has turned into zombies. It is absolutely impossible to suppress such a big case! Such heavy unrelated casualties will inevitably attract the attention of local warlords, international observation organizations, and the US military stationed in the Gulf of Aden.
Star Ring Trading must not take this blame!
We can only solve it quickly!
Roar!
The dark skin was stained with blood, and the man with a ferocious face jumped out of the darkness and pounced on Garrett. Judging from the fierce look on his face and his agility, he is obviously no ordinary zombie!
Garrett didn't hesitate, and with lightning speed, he reached out with one hand, grabbed the zombie's neck, and then squeezed it hard. With a "click" sound, the zombie's neck was broken, and the bloodlust in his pupils gradually faded away.
Without making any pause, Garrett set up his rifle and continued running towards the salt factory.
Gunshots rang out in the distance, and the rapid-fire bullets penetrated the zombies who were preparing to attack Garrett from the side.
The terrain of the alley is too narrow, and the long range of the rifle is difficult to use in close combat. Although they came to destroy the virus, they did not expect that they would encounter zombies here!
Damn it! If I had known earlier, I would have brought some trolls with me!
Blood spattered Garret's face. He pulled out the dagger inserted in the zombie's eye and cursed fiercely on the communication screen.
"Shet! Something's wrong with these zombies!"
"They seem to have mutated... You'd better hurry up. The riots here have alerted the local armed forces. We didn't apply for entry. I'm afraid they won't be very friendly."
"I know!"
With the butt of his rifle, he knocked down the attacking zombies. Garrett set up his rifle and mopped down seven or eight zombies. He then slammed open the wooden door and rushed into a house.
There was a zombie lying on the ground, eating a corpse. Before it could react, he rushed to the backyard, took a deep breath, and kicked hard against the sand wall.
Titanium alloy skeleton drive, built-in power module operates to maximum power.
The kick was solid, and with a bang, the entire sand wall fell backwards, burying the two zombies behind the wall directly on the ground. Because the commotion led the zombies to the street where he was just now, there were very few zombies on this street.
In front is the salt factory!
While running, Garrett gritted his teeth and said.
"Ghost, the local armed forces have discovered the situation here!"
"Yes, from the satellite view, you only have fifteen minutes."
"enough!"
The gunfire in the drug factory has stopped. Judging from the heat source information transmitted by the drone, it is obvious that the zombies have won. Shababu, who arbitrarily made a deal with the devil in exchange for victory, was eventually bitten off a piece of flesh by the devil.
The Black Ship Organization has never had any allies, and all humans who refuse to accept evolution are their mortal enemies.
After rushing into the drug factory, dozens of zombies with rifles hanging on their waists staggered towards Garrett.
Orange-red flames jumped from the muzzle of the gun. Garrett pulled the trigger and shot the heads of the zombies instantly.
Click—
The magazine was empty, and Garrett took out a new magazine from his waist and was about to replace it.
But at this moment, suddenly, a strong wind hit from the side.
Garrett, whose senses had been strengthened, reacted immediately and put the rifle on his chest.
boom-
The tempered plastic gun body was blown into two pieces by this blow!
After throwing away the rifle that was broken into two pieces, Garrett took advantage of the opportunity to jump back, distanced himself from the man, and locked his eyes on him.
"who?"
The brown-skinned man shook his arms and made a starting gesture, and the muscles in his body expanded to an incredible extent.
"It doesn't matter who it is."
The originally peaceful eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity like an eagle.
"You just need to know that today, you will die here! As a Star Ring trade soldier."
"Are you sure?" Garrett's lips curled up into a sinister smile. (.)