Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 246 - 193: Guns, Monsters, Fists (Happy New Year to Everyone)
Chapter 246: Chapter 193: Guns, Monsters, Fists (Happy New Year to Everyone)
Creak, creak—
Fear spread along with the darkness, and the depths of the corridor echoed with the grating, sharp sounds of metal scraping.
In the dim green view of the activated night vision goggles, the "cells" reinforced with alloy steel were opening one by one, releasing the "monsters" trapped inside.
But nobody could clearly see what was charging towards them in the darkness.
Whoosh!
A trailing light bullet fired by a soldier tore through the darkness.
In that moment of light, shadowy figures came rushing towards them—a group of gaunt, sickly people burst out of the cells, some crawling along the walls.
No.
Those were not humans at all!
Their body temperature was extremely low, resembling lifeless evil spirits, and even with night vision goggles, they were hard to detect.
Under the gray skin, worm-like veins wriggled, some even showing bloody, rotting flesh, looking like skeletons with their flesh peeled off.
As they opened their mouths to roar fiercely, their jaws unhinged to an impossible angle for humans, revealing canine-like fangs.
But this was just the surface; the real terror was yet to come.
These monsters, seemingly starving, began to tear and devour the corpses of the soldiers who had been killed before.
Crack, crack.
The clear sounds of gnawing were eerily audible, making one instinctively recoil and shiver from the depths of their soul.
"Open fire!"
The team leader’s pupils constricted, and he immediately gave the combat command without hesitation.
Bursts of gunfire erupted in the enclosed corridor, the sparks illuminating the cold walls and ceiling.
Yet despite such fierce gunfire, the creatures were not felled.
Instead, they staggered to their feet, opened their mouths wide, waved their sharp claws, and continued lunging at the soldiers.
It seemed that under the influence of a certain roar, they became even more ferocious and agile, and even unafraid of bullet attacks.
Just as another group of soldiers was about to be defeated by the monster onslaught,
Two figures suddenly appeared from behind to provide support.
"Move away!"
With a shout, a burly man wielding an explosion-proof shield knocked several monsters charging at the frontline flying.
Crack; the faint sound of bones breaking could be heard.
Then, the burly man stepped forward, tank-like, and charged directly into the swarm of monsters.
With one hand he slammed the shield to ward off attacks from sharp fangs and claws, and with the other he held a large cleaver, continually swinging it to slash.
This black blade, made of some unknown material, was exceptionally sharp.
Combined with the burly man’s incredible strength, each attack was effective.
Sometimes a flash of cold light would bring a spray of blood and flesh; other times it would strike a creature’s neck, cleanly severing it in two.
Even if some could not be beheaded, they were left half-headed, losing the ability to continue their rampage.
Meanwhile,
Another white-haired man, who had come to support, stood in front of the defensive line shooting dual guns.
Even in the darkness, he seemed able to see clearly.
His pupils flashed like lasers, precisely locking onto every monster’s movement trajectory.
The twin large-caliber handguns he held, equipped with armor-piercing bullets, continuously erupted in flames.
Each gunshot splattered a burst of ink-like black blood, reaping lives like the Grim Reaper.
Together, the duo managed to push back against the horrific cannibalistic creatures.
Taking advantage of a moment to reload, the white-haired man quickly briefed the soldiers:
"Don’t treat these creatures as living humans; they feel no pain. Aim for the eye sockets, or hack off their heads or pierce their hearts, that’s the only way to kill them."
"Yes, sir!"
With a leader to follow, the soldiers quickly regained their composure, narrowly overcoming their fear of the creatures.
Although ordinary people, they were from a well-trained elite force, with excellent shooting and combat skills.
Knowing that bullets had limited penetration against muscle and bone, they changed strategy and aimed only at the weakest part, the eyes.
If one shot didn’t kill, they would fire several more.
Thus, under the leadership of the two Special Search Team Commissioners, the small combat squad of about a dozen people advanced step by step.
This temporarily controlled the battle situation in the eastern corner of the fifth floor.
The burly man wielding the shield and cleaver forcefully flung a monster aside, panting slightly:
"Damn it, weren’t all the mutants said to have been transferred away, leaving only weaklings? What’s with these guys?"
The white-haired man continued firing to cover him, then explained in a grave tone:
"The Ghoul leader can create Spiritual Resonance, boosting the RC cell activity in nearby Ghouls for a short period."
"Just take out the largest one, and the others will quickly exhaust their energy and calm down."
He spoke rapidly as he scanned the chaotic scene ahead.
His gaze was like two sharp arrows piercing through the darkness and fire, suddenly spotting an odd old man amidst the turmoil.
The old man seemed ordinary and thin, yet he emitted an indescribable aura of authority.
His sunken eye sockets glowed with a sinister green light, his bloodstained jaw proudly raised, a hallmark of a predator eyeing its prey.
"Right there, let’s charge straight over, ignore the other Ghouls!"
"Right!"
The two Special Search Team Commissioners cooperated seamlessly, brutally tearing open a gap through the relentless wave of monsters and quickly closing in on their target.
At the other end of the corridor.
Jiang Chen casually drank the blood of a soldier, then tossed aside the desiccated corpse.
