Chapter 3042

In the dark and cramped space, the little boy could hear his own heartbeat.

He was avoiding the arrival of the "disaster".

At the beginning, the disaster came from those monsters that would float in the air-

This shelter was not connected to the global communication system. Most of the people here originally belonged to the same community, an old federal community.

They have a stubbornness that ordinary people and young people can hardly imagine. What is even more unimaginable is that in such a developed, advanced and enlightened society, these people still insist on the theory of bloodline.

There are actually many such environments in the federation, but they will not say it.

For example, every city has some very famous "native indigenous communities" that do not welcome immigrants within three generations, or even within five generations.

As long as your grandfather's grandfather is the first generation of immigrants to live in the federation, then you cannot live in this community.

They have a lot of ways to make you leave here, if you insist on living in it.

There are also churches specially provided for the native indigenous people of the federation, which also do not welcome any immigrants and people with heavy skin color.

They will politely invite you to leave. If you don't leave, the security guards will punch you a few times and then let you leave with a gun.

The federal police believe in the words of these "old federations". To some extent, they represent the core values ​​of the federation.

There are also supermarkets that provide special services for the old federation people. Most of them are vegetables and high-end beef and mutton products. Occasionally there are some chicken products, and they try not to cook them into fried chicken.

"Old Federation" is a taste, an attitude towards life, and they insist on this style.

Naturally, they are more willing than others to use the provisions in the charter to defend their rights, whether it is privacy or anything else.

Not accepting system access from Global Communication is their last insistence. They are willing to live in this closed environment and enjoy it.

If there is no external interference, this place is likely to gradually become a small independent kingdom or a residence with religious rituals.

But this matter is not so simple.

When the alien monsters began to invade here, people did not flee in panic. For them, facing threats and monster invasions, taking up arms to fight back is the most correct way.

Whether it was a monster, a federal politician, or some unfriendly police, as long as they dared to invade their territory or damage their interests, they would dare to shoot at them with guns.

This was the right granted to them by the charter and federal law, the right to defend their wealth and territory.

However, the monsters were not very fond of this. They poured in from the ventilation system in large numbers, and they started the slaughter mode in the face of those resistance forces.

A large number of rebels were torn into pieces and then swallowed by the monsters. Only a few young men, women, and children were not killed.

However, their days were not easy. Those monsters would insert a tentacle into people's mouths, and then those people fell to the ground as if they had lost their strength.

They would be randomly piled on the side of the road, and the monsters would then look for the next victim.

The little boy ran very fast. His grandfather was one of the managers of this shelter, and his father asked him to hide in the warehouse.

This place was very remote, on the second floor, and relatively safe.

When he was very young, he came here with his father and grandfather. They said that he would inherit everything here when he grew up.

So he was very familiar with this place.

Every boy who has some dreams in his heart will have a heart that longs for adventure and discovery!

He hid himself in a cabinet and tried to slow down his breathing.

At this bad time, he even felt that his heartbeat was a little too loud!

Will those monsters hear the heartbeat and find him?

He didn't dare to breathe heavily, and even hoped that his heartbeat could be slower.

I don't know how long it took, the fear brought by the darkness had receded a lot, and he became depressed.

He saw with his own eyes that his grandfather was swept into the air by two monsters and then torn into two pieces.

Blood, internal organs, fell from the air all of a sudden, and in an instant, the grandfather who was as bright as Mr. President in his eyes became a thing of the past.

He wanted to cry a little, but he remembered the lessons of his family. He was a man and he couldn't cry!

Maybe the tense nerves kept him in a high state of tension, consuming a lot of energy and physical strength, and he fell asleep in this cabinet in a daze.

And upstairs, the battle was coming to an end...

Mr. Responsibility stepped on the head of an alien monster and walked out of the room.

"This should be the last one. We are not sure if there are any other monsters on this floor. We need to search thoroughly to find out."

The responsible man listened to the staff's report with a blank expression, "Then do it. Do you think I will tell you 'it's almost over' if you tell me this? Don't be naive, do what you should do."

"I need to know if there are any hidden alien monsters on this floor. If there are, kill them. If not, show me how to do it!"

The staff smiled and nodded, "I understand. I will immediately arrange for someone to search again."

"But...", he carefully raised his head and glanced at Mr. Responsible, "we found more than two hundred survivors."

Mr. Responsibility frowned, "Please be careful with your words, sir."

"Survivors refer to people who survived this disaster, but we don't know whether they are survivors, patients infected with alien genes, or something else."

"Next time you encounter something like this, don't rush to conclusions. Tell me first and I will make a judgment."

The staff nodded repeatedly and apologized for their recklessness.

"Take me to see them. I can tell whether these people are good people or bad people."

Not long after, he came to a church. There was a cellar under the church, and they all hid in the cellar.

In addition, the invasion of monsters was actually resisted, which delayed a lot of time. They have not been able to come within this range, otherwise these people would not be able to save it.

Mr. Responsibility stood at the door of the church, with the sun shining in from the outside. It was backlit, and the conspicuous uniform and the blood made him look filled with a kind of "just chill", which was a very strange feeling.

It was like... a soldier who had just stepped off the battlefield and represented justice.

Even if they don't do anything, you can feel the heaviness from them.

People looked at Mr. Responsible in horror and some anticipation. Someone had just informed them that someone would come to understand the situation.

Could it be this person?

Mr. Responsibility walked into the church. The staff originally wanted to follow him, but was stopped by him, "I am enough here."

The staff did not hesitate and immediately turned around and left.

It closed the door and approached the crowd, "We have eliminated those monsters outside. Judging from the current situation, you are actually safe."

When these people showed smiles of surprise and relief, Mr. Responsibility added, "But we found that some people have been parasitized by alien monsters, and they have become a breeding ground for cultivating monsters."

"It's difficult for us to confirm whether this happened to you, so..."

People looked at it with some confusion, but some people had more frightened expressions on their faces, and they were even preparing to escape from here!

Mr. Responsibility curled his lips, "If you want to blame it, blame it on you being born in an era that is the worst for you!"

The next second, his whole body seemed to be blurred, and the people closest to him were cut into several pieces in an instant...

More than a minute later, he stepped on the wet ground and pushed open the church door and walked out.

The bloody footprints left on the ground extend far away...

And in the church, there were only corpses lying on the ground!

It has no interest in this kind of ordinary people at all now. It cannot provide it with super energy or more stable genes. It is no longer on its menu.

It didn't take long for the staff to run over and take a look, and then sighed with regret.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that these people would most likely not survive.

So far, the Global Communication Group has no means of detecting whether these people will turn into monsters. Except for those obviously parasitic humans who will retain some of them, all others will be destroyed.

The few who were parasitized are actually dead, and their heads are gone, but they still have research value and will be sent to the laboratory.

After confirming that there were no living people or living monsters on this floor, more members of the recovery force came here.

They will recycle all valuable things here, things in warehouses, livestock in farms and pastures, etc., and then completely seal this place.

Mr. Responsibility, along with his team members, boarded the plane back to the base.

A boring job, nothing challenging.

Those alien monsters were not as strong as the ones it dealt with in the base, and it couldn't even get excited.

And compared to these things, it actually hopes to have a fight with Mr. A.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little boy hiding in the cabinet suddenly woke up.

He carefully opened the cabinet door and saw that most of the contents of the entire warehouse had been moved away.

He ran upstairs like crazy, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak when he saw the mountains of corpses that had not yet been burned.

He vaguely knew what happened, but he couldn't believe it was all true.

He ran to many places, going to areas where people might be hiding, but there was nothing. Everyone seemed to be dead, and no one escaped the fight.

He endured the nausea and strong discomfort to observe the corpses, which made him make an unexpected discovery.

Some people were killed by monsters, but some people didn't look like they were killed by monsters...