Chapitre 440: Dark Silence
Airon was fully focused, and his P90 was raised just behind the people who had their ballistic shields in front of the group. As he had thought, the first group was the smallest since they were only exploring and visualizing the overall situation of this secret base.
To be honest, he would like to turn this place into a future secret base for the S.C.T., but that would involve much more than just desire personnel. If this place is discovered by the CRM before then, they could take this place in a short period of time.
However, what he could do is take over the secret supply points in Alabama and seize those places since his community had now hidden towards that place.
But going back to the present, he didn't know what he was going to find in this secret base. This point must mean something, and that's what he was about to discover with his people. He can't deny that he had also thought that this place hides more terrifying things than just walkers.
What he appreciates about all this is that their Arm-3J combat suits are prepared to face this type of situation, which gives them a lot of advantage considering conventional military suits.
Not only were they protected against toxic gasses, but also walker bites could not penetrate the strong suit that can even withstand lower caliber bullet impacts.
In addition, many of those who are with him now are experienced military personnel, men who only know how to obey orders and who recently proved their loyalty. Airon knew he was surrounded by good allies, useful soldiers who would be willing to die by his side if necessary.
Everyone was calm, going out with the commander of an organization that has brought peace to over fifty thousand people speaks volumes about him and everything he's capable of doing. Therefore, they were more than willing to even give their lives for Airon.
"Do you think this place is as bad as it feels? You know, I don't want to sound pessimistic, but I don't think anything good is stored in this place..."
Airon, who was brought out of his deep thoughts, said: "It's true that everything seems strange, not to mention the walkers upstairs. Since there are guards who are military personnel in this place, we could at least find weapons and food. But it's strange, if those two people died, it means that for some reason they didn't make it to the lower floors or they never dared to do so."
Taking a pause, Airon analyzed it in more detail and pointed out: "There is an elevator, and these facilities have electricity, so there must be a reason why those two soldiers died without being able to get food."
"But I may also be overthinking things. It may be that there is an obvious reason why those soldiers didn't go down, as they also managed to become infected and have been walkers for much longer."
Welles, who wanted to understand what was happening in this place and know what they were getting involved in, had a layer of cold sweat on his face, and the gun he held in his hand was tightly gripped by his palms. "So, if the elevator door opens and there are dozens of walkers right in front of us, will we be trapped in this place?"
Airon remained silent, then shook his head slightly, raised his weapon, and said: "There's nothing to worry about, we're well prepared for any type of situation we face."
Thinking about Airon's excellent results in all their operations, Welles gradually calmed down and pressed the button to go down to the next floor.
It's not that Welles was afraid of dying, no, his fear was not being able to meet the demands of this place and becoming a burden to everyone. But that was something Airon had never thought about Welles, as he was always present in all the moments when he was needed.
The elevator descended slowly, and the steel threads above their heads also tightened under the impulse of the motor, and the mechanical sound around them did not affect their attention at all.
Welles had wanted to go on a mission for some time, so Airon took advantage of this moment to include him. He knew that after losing his limbs, Welles had worked hard to be able to walk with his prosthetics, but this man's results were incredible, and he knew that if he didn't consider him in the future, he could feel useless. Therefore, he trusted him and brought him on this mission.
"Everyone be alert!"
Ding!
Now they had arrived at the fifth floor of this huge secret base.
When the elevator door opened slowly, the group clearly saw the situation a few meters in front of the elevator entrance.
The first thing Airon noticed was that the particle meter in his hand showed the air quality to be well below bearable, so this place smelled of decay. The particles that made the air smell so peculiar were detected by the device in his hand.
Airon put his particle meter in his bag, and when he looked inside, he could see a stain on the floor with the help of his night vision goggles.
Blood!
Dry black and red blood was everywhere on the floor and walls, and the roar of something could be heard not far away.
Under the stimulation of his senses, Welles unconsciously wanted to close the elevator door.
"Wait!"
As Airon spoke, he quickly leaned out of the door, grabbed the edges on both sides with both hands, and looked down the hallway with his head down.
It must be said that everything was dark, so there was nothing that could reveal their location to the walkers who were guided by sound.
A dozen or more meters from the elevator, there was a group of figures surrounding a door, and it seemed that they were ordinary walkers.
Quickly looking at the group of walkers, Airon quickly judged that the number of these undead and this group should exceed one hundred.
After hastily looking around, Airon nodded and turned back to the elevator.
Looking up, he nodded, but the sound before the elevator opened obviously alerted the group of walkers. Some walkers turned their heads towards the loud sound, but the darkness prevented them from seeing anything at all.
"Close the door."
With a gentle reminder, Welles was about to press the close button when the sound was blocked by a deafening roar that made everyone alarmed.
"How many?"
"There are about one hundred of them."
"They seem to be normal walkers, sir."
"So, do you want to go to the next floor?"
"Let's ignore the walkers on this floor and observe the overall situation to see if it's worth it!"
*Ding*
After passing the fifth floor, Welles' heart was still on alert, and even the crisp sound when the elevator door opened seemed extremely harsh.
Soon, they arrived at the sixth floor.
"Rrrr!"
When the elevator door opened, the first thing they heard was a roar coming from the corridor.
Immediately after, the particle meter emitted a sharp sound and everyone became more alert, positioning themselves in defensive mode without acting unless told to do so.
In the next second, when the door was fully visible, dense crowds of walkers filled the elevator door.
People with ballistic shields in front of the large elevator door did their best to push forward those figures that had not spread out as much as expected and managed to knock some walkers to the ground.
Welles unconsciously pressed the door close button, but the elevator entrance was already being pressed by the walkers.
"Fire!"
Airon was calm, immediately pressed the trigger of his automatic weapon and dozens of bullets flew out immediately, hitting only one position, the head of all these undead.
The bullets penetrated the lowliness of dozens of walkers, and the situation was greatly affected by all the black blood flying everywhere.
"Close the door!"
Airon had checked the situation on this floor, so now it was time to regroup for a better walk to eliminate all the walkers with a much more optimal plan.
The others were ready to fire at any moment, and when Airon's order came, they all opened fire immediately against all the undead.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After creating a gap, the doors slowly closed, and the people upstairs were on alert for whatever might come out of this place.
Pieces of flesh and blood stained the ballistic shields, some heads were cut off after the door opened, and it can be said that this experience was complicated.
The elevator returned back up where they had entered, so everyone was more relieved after experiencing this chilling situation.
*Ding*
"It's us!"
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