A large crowd gathered outside the Umr City Hospital, pointing and talking, and whispering terrible rumors.
"Have you heard? The fat nurse inside is going crazy now. All she can do now is yell 'monster, monster.'"
"Hey, that's nothing. I heard that everyone inside was dead. The way they died was really scary!"
"Yes, yes, yes. They all say that the people inside have become mummies, just like the Egyptian mummies."
People from the third squad of the security team are maintaining order at the scene. Although the news has been blocked as soon as possible, people's rumors cannot be controlled, and they cannot sew these people's mouths shut.
The evil nature of human beings is on full display at this moment. As long as it does not concern them, they can watch and discuss it without restraint; little do they know that when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.
At the same time, humans are absurd, and such horrific gossip is often forgotten over time, as if nothing had happened; only a few people who know the truth will pay attention to it and secretly guard the world to prevent such terrible accidents from happening again.
“Let us go, let us go, let us go!”
People saw a column of smoke moving quickly from a distance toward the hospital and out of the encirclement.
It was Joe Butran and his team who rode their horses all the way to the crime scene.
He held the reins tightly with his left hand, supported the horse's back with his right hand, kicked the horse with both feet, and nimbly flipped off the horse.
After taking the rapier from the docile horse and hanging it on his waist, Jobtran hurried forward to inquire about the current situation.
"What's going on inside now?"
Jobtran, who had always maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, ignored his hair that was messed up by the wind and anxiously asked his colleagues.
"The only eyewitness is the head nurse here. She is now under protective care, but her mental state is very poor and she is close to going crazy."
Brandon Hobo, the captain of the third security team, said with a wry smile,
"We conducted a preliminary search inside, but didn't have time to conduct a complete investigation. However, we can confirm that 23 bodies have been found at the scene. The cause of death was the same, and they should have been caused by the same creature. The bodies are still in the same place, and we have not moved them."
"Is it possible that the creature is still in the hospital?"
Joet Brown asked anxiously.
Brandon spread his hands and said helplessly,
"We don't know much about the mysterious side, but there is still a possibility that the monster is still hiding. My boys went in fully armed."
"I see." Jobtran responded.
After saying this, he turned to Team Six and said,
"Boys, get to work! Are you ready for adventure?"
“Ready!”
At this time, everyone in Team Six loaded their flintlock pistols.
This is the weapon that the security team usually uses as a deterrent. It has a total length of 540 mm and a caliber of 14.5 mm.
The whole is inlaid with birch wood and high-strength aluminum alloy, which cleverly increases the sense of unity.
The style of the gun barrel is simple and elegant, abandoning the fancy decorations and carvings favored by medieval aristocrats. Instead, it adopts an angular and rough design, presenting a direct and violent beauty.
The breech-loading design can reduce the gap between the bullet and the barrel, preventing gunpowder gas leakage and ensuring that the bullet has a stable flight trajectory.
When the gun is unlocked, the front of the gun folds down to open the chamber, which is similar to the handle design of a double-barreled shotgun.
As long as you undergo rigorous training, you can maximize the power of this gun and accurately kill the opponent from a hundred meters away.
This new type of weapon has not yet been popularized throughout the German army, but has been distributed as a weapon only available to secret investigation units;
In addition to ordinary gunpowder bullets, everyone can receive five mithril bullets engraved with runes every month to deal with troubles from the mysterious side.
The members of Team Six entered through the front and back doors of the hospital, using the shadows as they leaned against the wall and slowly advanced forward;
No matter how capable they are, they are still ordinary people.
Everyone, including Joe Butran, was on high alert, looking around vigilantly to see what might be happening around them.
The dead silence in the hospital highlights the creepy atmosphere.
"Tick-tock" a drop of water fell from the faucet that was not tightened, irritating the nerves of the team members.
The team members found dried corpses one after another. These corpses seemed to have been exposed to the desert for several years and had lost all the moisture in their bodies. Their skin was dull and their flesh was dry and attached to their bones, but the fear they showed before death was still vivid on their faces.
"Tick-tock" another drop of water falls.
“A-choo!”
From the toilet, a slightly childish male voice reached everyone's ears.
After hearing the sound, Jobtran jumped into the toilet lightly and kicked open the toilet door.
An eighteen-year-old boy was sitting on the toilet seat, trembling with his hands on his knees in despair. When he saw Jobtran, his suppressed emotions instantly collapsed.
"Wow!"
Tears as big as beans flowed from his eyes, and he instinctively stretched out his hands to the person outside the door, Joe Butran. At this time, the boy had relaxed from his fearful mood.
"There is still a survivor?" Jobtran felt suspicious and became alert.
Jobtran grasped the cross he was carrying and waved it in front of the boy. When he saw that the boy was not abnormal for the time being, he reached out and pulled the boy out of the toilet cubicle and handed him over to a young team member to take care of.
"It's okay now. Follow this handsome boy. He will protect you."
Joe Butran consoled him, winking at the young team member.
The brown-haired young team member squatted down, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and handed it to the panicked boy.
"Hello, come and have a cigarette to calm down?"
The boy kept crying and was a little defensive at first, but thought this might be good advice and took the cigarette.
"It tastes good, much better than my dad's crappy stuff." The boy said vaguely, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
The young team member saw that the boy had relaxed his vigilance towards him, so he reached out and gently patted the boy's shoulder and asked,
"Well, of course, I never smoke bad cigarettes. My name is Virus, what's yours?"
"My name is Hal." The boy replied clearly after finishing his cigarette in two or three puffs.
Jobtran looked at the scene thoughtfully, then handed over the silver cross he had been holding and walked to the boy Hal.
"Hey, Hal, I'll just let you go first. I'll give you a gift, so remember to keep it. It can protect you in times of danger."
After that, Jobtran put the cross around Hal's neck, who had calmed down.
Hal looked at the cross on his chest stupidly. The statue on the cross carried a power of kindness, tolerance and light, which made him feel a little warm.
Seeing this, Jobtran nodded to Virus, and Virus blinked in response.
The boy took Virus' sleeve and temporarily left the team exploring inside, and the two walked out of the hospital.
After watching the two men leave the corridor, Joe Butran directed the team to move forward.
After meeting the boy Hal, no miracles happened, only a bunch of horrible mummies.
According to statistics, 58 bodies of adults and 20 bodies of minors have been found in the hospital.
Finally, everyone arrived at the morgue, only to find it "empty". The bodies stored inside had disappeared, and several sealed cabinets that originally contained the bodies were scattered on the ground.
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"Hey, Virus, do you have any cigarettes left?"
Hal asked with a trembling voice. The scene of corpses everywhere seemed to frighten him a little.
"No, I only have one left."
Verus replied.
"Then, can I eat you?"