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Episode 271 – Swarm of Rats (2)
"Everyone, step back! "Aaaah!"
"The escape route is blocked!"
A cyborg with five arms added to its upper body screamed and ran toward the front of the mercenaries. Wolff, who had three joints added to his legs, climbed into the container and attacked from above. While the mercenaries' attention was focused on the other infected, a human with a broken jaw and another mouth sprouting from behind attacked from behind.
The number of mutants is approximately 100 or more. This number amounts to one-third of the troops who boarded the train.
The remaining people could not come here because they were either severely mutated to the point where they could not even move, or were attacked and killed by other mutants.
Just as I cannot specifically control changes in the mimicry organ, the same cannot be said for variation. Beings infected with the virus change completely randomly, so they do not necessarily change into an efficient form.
'Nothing can be just good.'
Even if it becomes ineffective, the combat power of the mutant is not bad. Depending on the changed part, it can move quickly like a wild animal and split the human body in two.
Of course, this only applies to close combat, and if the enemy fires a volley of fire, it will be difficult for you to survive as a living creature. If the head or heart is completely destroyed, it ceases to function. The enemies initially aimed their shots at important areas such as the head and heart.
If I wasn't here, they would have won. The enemy side includes many experienced mercenaries. They must have found a way to attack it somehow.
"shit! "They're so fast!"
"It's an ally! "Don't shoot!"
But now the mercenaries were confused and were not able to properly deal with the mutants.
The reason is because of me.
'Herald of chaos.'
The waves flowing from the monster's tentacles are teasing the minds and senses of everyone present. The mercenaries were unable to properly distinguish between their allies and their allies even though the enemies were moving around right in front of them. Instead of fighting among themselves, the mutants were only attacking the mercenaries.
These are all phenomena that occur when the senses are distorted due to the waves of psychic power I spread.
"Kku kkuok?"
A mutant with hundreds of fangs sprouting from his vertically split face struck the mercenary from behind. The mercenary waved his arms in an attempt to escape, but it was no use. Sharp teeth crushed and tore off his head and spine.
"crazy?!"
"Ssivaaal!"
Mercenaries are astonished by their enormous power. While everyone was paying attention to the mutants, I slowly approached the mercenaries.
There is a mercenary nearby who is busy dealing with monsters. The Wolf mercenary with the rat head didn't notice me because he was busy shooting monsters jumping over the containers.
I approached him silently and waved my tentacles.
"Whoop?!"
Tentacles that resembled octopus legs wrapped around his neck. And before it could scream, the end of the tentacle plunged into the creature's snout.
"…!"
As the three-pronged tentacle blocks his throat, the mercenary's whole body trembles and squeals. Meanwhile, the mutated virus produced in my body moved to find a new host.
"Kuwaaeaeaeaeak!"
The time the tentacles were attached did not last long. As soon as the tentacle fell, the mercenary fell to the floor and retched. A mixture of undigested contents and a black tar-like substance poured out of his mouth.
"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! Why! Eh, that device…."
"Hey! are you okay?"
Another colleague saw that and came running. He supported his colleague, who was continuously pouring out black liquid.
He had a very kind heart for a mercenary, but in this situation, it was hard to see it as a particularly good action.
"We need to administer the treatment right away…"
"That's it, that's it."
"Huh? "Huh?"
The mercenary's body twists strangely. The mutation has begun. As his spine grew rapidly, it broke through his flesh and reinforced clothing and was exposed to the outside. And like a cobra, its spine and head stood erect on its tattered upper body.
The mercenary, who was staring blankly at the scene, was struck by his colleague's spine and flew away. The mercenary was unable to resist and was thrown into the container. I helped him, who had a broken back, to be with his friend.
"Gigigigigig"
The mercenary who has become a new mutant growls like an animal. I tried to induce him to target other mercenaries with waves that disrupted his senses.
"Gigi geek"
But perhaps I was a little late and he sensed me first. The mutant, with four arms growing from his waist and moving like a spider, roars at me and bares his teeth.
"gig?!"
At that moment, his neck spun violently as if he had been hit by an air rifle. With an eerie sound, the guy with his neck bent 180 degrees fell into his seat.
The person who broke the guy's body with psychic power was No. 26, who was sitting on my back. This guy used 'binding' to force the mutant's body to turn in the direction where the other mercenaries were.
"Baby shouldn't play here. "Go over there and play."
"Gigigigi."
When the new target came into view, the mutant ran towards it. The mercenaries who were fighting with other mutants screamed at the enemy that appeared from behind.
"Ugh! "It's here again!"
｢Did I do a good job?｣
[Zuzuzu(Yes, I did well)]
｢Yes, yes!｣
It would have been nice to pet it like usual, but I couldn't do that because my arms were getting shorter. Of course, I don't particularly hate No. 26 just because I praise it in words.
After a few minutes, neither gunshots nor screams were heard from the archives. It's just filled with the breathing sounds of animals that just want to satisfy their desire to kill.
Their senses were distorted and they were biting dead bodies and containers. It's still compliant because there's still something nearby to attack, but if it runs out, it'll ignore its senses and go crazy.
'Then you should give it bird food.'
They are the same as locusts, which maintain their flock no matter how hungry they are as long as they have food. If you can get their fingernails and teeth wet with blood, they will run endlessly until they use up all their energy reserves.
I adjusted 'Herald of Chaos'. The monster's tentacles, which cover the back of the head and neck like a mane, shake and adjust the distortion waves.
"Gikigigi"
"Gigigik"
The mutants who were sticking their heads down on the corpse and tearing out the internal organs reacted in unison. Their blurry eyes turn to the passage leading outside.
There is the food they desire.
"Gigigigigig"
"Gigigigigi" "Gigigigigi
" "Gigigigigi"
A flock of hungry rats roars. Following the guidance of the messenger who brought about confusion, the mutants ran outside.
'There are still not enough numbers.'
More chaos and more fear are needed to disrupt order in the fortress. I think we need to increase the number of variants with humans outside.
[Zuzu Zuzu (Shall we go then?)]
"Yes."
I followed behind the mutants with No. 26 on board. There is no PS-111 here. Because he went somewhere else along the tracks to take care of more important matters.
As I passed through the blood-covered passage, I heard loud noises. The screams from outside the underground storage area echoed all the way here.
'If we had just closed the entrance, we would have bought more time.'
As a player, it would probably be unreasonable to expect such a quick response from ordinary pirates. I would never have thought that people who are accustomed to killing and stealing from others would be treated like this.
'If it's too late, you won't even be able to find the ingredients… Huh?'
A noise was felt behind the torn door of the underground storage room. Three people who appeared to be pirates were trembling and hiding in the shadows.
"Please save me, please save me, please save me…."
"It's so loud! " "They're listening!"
"Shit shit shit! If you were going to do this, you shouldn't have joined the Marcio Cartel!"
The three of them are talking like crazy people. Their eyes were fixed on the scene of carnage taking place outside. Because of that, he didn't even notice that I was crawling out.
'Good. First of all, should we make these three mutants as well?'
Three tentacles moved in the shadows.
One of the cowardly pirates seemed to sense something strange and turned his head. When he spots me, his eyes widen to the point of tearing.
At the same time, a black tentacle split into three strands engulfed his face.
–
"Ugh, I'll get you a drink."
"okay."
The 8th Environmental Management Office is responsible for the security of military ports and surrounding oxygen supply facilities and gravity maintenance devices. The atmosphere inside the building, which has a unique shape made of two overlapping diamonds, was calm as always.
The pot-bellied pirate went out and said to his colleagues.
"Shall we bring something for you?"
"I didn't like it because it tasted like urine that had been held in for two days."
"…How does your senior know that?"
"You too, try living as a pirate for at least a year. "You will learn all the things you don't like."
The pot-bellied pirate left the management office, leaving behind his disgusted colleagues.
He passed through a neat hallway and opened the refrigerator placed at the end of the hallway. He took out a palm-sized can of energy drink, looked around for a moment, and then took out another bottle from inside.
He grabbed a bottle of synthetic liquor and ran to the bathroom. He sat on the toilet, opened the bottle, and gulped down the contents inside the bottle.
"Keuuuu!"
A fire that extends from the tongue to the throat and esophagus. He quickly opened a can of drink and took a sip.
"It's good."
The environmental management office is an important facility in maintaining the lives of fortress residents. This is because if this area is breached, the safety of the military port and other areas under its command cannot be guaranteed.
Even the pot-bellied pirate knows that. It was clear that if Vice Minister Kadun found out about this, he would tear him to death. In fact, even if he doesn't go to the Vice Head, if the manager finds out, he will be kicked out of space.
But as a serious alcoholic, satisfying his immediate desires was more important than future danger.
He emptied all the drink cans and synthetic liquor and left the compartment with a red face. If I go back to the management office like this, my stupid colleagues will notice. He poured water into the sink and scrubbed vigorously.
"Is this enough?"
His complexion returned to its original state and he went out of the bathroom.
"huh?"
On his way back to the management office, he noticed something strange. The emergency exit door at the end of the hallway was open.
'Who went to smoke?'
Kesha Arma's main facilities are equipped with bunkers to prepare for any unexpected events. If you use that emergency exit, you will find a bunker where personnel working at two facilities, including the environmental management center of the military port's subway station, can take refuge.
"You can ask me something."
He confirmed that there was no one inside the emergency exit and locked the door.
And then he walked towards the management office, whistling.
"These bastards are missing. "Someone smokes in the management office…"
He opened the door to the management office and entered, trying to shout out to his colleagues.
If it wasn't a co-worker who was in the management office, it would definitely have happened.
Instead of the familiar back view of my colleague, a completely different being sat there. A being so large that even when bending down, its back touches the ceiling of the management office.
'It' was sitting on the remains of its comrades that had been alive just a few minutes ago. 'It', which was manipulating the computers in front of it with large hook-like fingers, slowly turned its head.
"I didn't expect there to be one person left. "It was a mistake due to lack of information."
The monster with the head of a beautiful woman grotesquely snapped its neck and said so.
"What are you, what are you?"
"Based on body type analysis, it contains abundant nutrients."
The monster pressed down on the blood-soaked keyboard with its claws.
"I will take your energy."
The door behind the pirate closed quietly.
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