Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 409 I Hope My Death Will Make a Loud Squeeze

"I'm dead..." Old Xu's heart sank, "It seems my good luck... has run out..."

The strengthening effect brought by the adrenaline rush has faded, and Lao Xu only feels as if a huge stone is pressing on his chest. Breathing has become very difficult, and his left and right lungs are in great burning pain. Even the muscles on his back began to twitch involuntarily.

The blood flowed upstream, and every breath was accompanied by a strong smell of blood... Old Xu turned his head to look at the empty syringe still stuck in his arm, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This was the source of the power that Wang Zheng had just felt, a power that was not something that could be unleashed by humans. Unfortunately, this power had disappeared.

"I am just an ordinary person after all." This thought flashed through Old Xu's mind.

My legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every muscle in my body ached as if it was broken. I couldn't muster any strength...

The young man from the logistics department was right. The efficacy of this new drug is indeed stronger, but its side effects have also become stronger.

This thing is used to save lives in critical moments, but if it fails to save lives, it will become the user's last resort.

Old Xu closed his eyes resigned to his fate.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the side: "Get out of the way!!"

A dagger flew past Lao Xu's cheek and then pierced into the strange face which was only half a step away from Lao Xu!

The cracked lines immediately spread out in all directions with the dagger as the center, and then the entire strange face shattered!

Yang Baishuang who had left earlier came back. She held another strange weapon dagger in one hand and ran wildly along the wall. Wherever the dagger passed, the strange faces that appeared on the wall were cut in half, wailing and disappearing!
Old Xu's eyes widened, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words.

"Old Xu! Take Wang Zheng and retreat first! Leave this to me!" Yang Baishuang passed by Old Xu like a dragonfly skimming the water, leaned over and pulled out the dagger that was nailed to the ground.

She changed back to the state of wielding two daggers, standing between Old Xu and the strange faces that were rushing towards her crazily.

"……it is good."

Old Xu used up his last bit of strength to run towards the amphibious motorcycle that Wang Zheng had started, took the helmet that Wang Zheng threw to him and put it on, then threw his body heavily into the back seat of the motorcycle.

"Open the remote-controlled gate! Go!" Old Xu shouted to Wang Zheng.

"Shouldn't we wait for Lieutenant Yang?" Wang Zheng asked anxiously while riding in the driver's seat.

"That's too late!"

"What do you mean too late! Lieutenant Yang just needs to hold those weird faces back for a while, then rush over and jump onto the motorcycle! She runs so fast, she will definitely be in time!" Wang Zheng said.

The gate of the vehicle hangar had slowly risen up, and the sound of rain and indicator lights outside leaked in through the gaps, along with dirty rainwater contaminated with radiation.

"You...look at her back yourself."

Wang Zheng turned his head and looked carefully, only to see that at some point, a strange face the size of a palm had appeared behind Yang Baishuang.

This strange face had its eyes tightly closed, and its expression was hard to tell whether it was pain or hideousness. Through the fabric of the combat uniform... or rather, through Yang Baishuang's skin, it kept struggling, just like a person who was about to suffocate with a plastic bag covering his face, trying desperately to break through that thin layer of restraint.

Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly turned red and his breathing became more rapid.

"What...what should I do? What should I do?" Wang Zheng asked hoarsely.

"Run! The farther the better!" Old Xu said in a deep voice, "She also knows her own situation, so she stayed to cover us. We...we can't let her sacrifice be in vain!"

"Fuck that damn monster!" Wang Zheng let out an unwilling roar, then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The engine of the amphibious motorcycle roared, leaving Wang Zheng's roar behind, and carried the two of them out from under the half-raised gate and into the endless rain outside.

"Huh..." Yang Baishuang glanced at the gradually receding motorcycle taillights out of the corner of her eye and slowly exhaled.

The sticky plasma flowed down from her nasal cavity, across her thin lips, across her beautiful jawline, and all the way down along her white neck.

In addition to her back, more strange faces have appeared on her body - one strange face even appeared on her cheek. It was like a newborn heart, or a biological bomb that was about to explode. Yang Baishuang could clearly feel the flesh and blood under her skin beating wildly, as if it would explode at any time.

The strange face was expanding rapidly. Because of its existence, Yang Baishuang's originally beautiful facial features were squeezed and distorted. The bridge of her nose was easily broken. Her lips first twisted to one side and then torn into a huge bloody hole. The eyeball of her left eye was squeezed out of the eye socket, leaving only blood vessels and tendons still connected, hanging on one side of her cheek and swinging back and forth.

Yang Baishuang knew that she must look very ugly now... no, it should be very scary.

I wonder if the fool who often wrote love letters to me would be so scared that he would be speechless when he saw me like this.

If I were to lean over and kiss him like this, he would probably be scared to death, right?
An idea emerged in Yang Baishuang's mind: When this strange face on his face completely takes over his head, his body will no longer belong to him, right?
Yang Baishuang lowered her head, her vision dyed red by blood. Strange faces of varying sizes began to appear on the inside of her arms and on her lower abdomen… For a moment, she had the illusion that these strange faces were like fetuses being gestated in her body, except that the expressions of these "fetuses" were so hideous, as if their necks were strangled by the umbilical cord.

"It would be great if the amniotic fluid could drown the fetus." Yang Baishuang thought.

She clenched the dagger in her hand. The synchronization rate between the strange weapon equipment and the qualified person was plummeting as her body was occupied by the strange face. It was estimated that it would not be long before she would not be able to control this pair of old friends that she had used for many years.

Those strange faces that came over floated past her, and they seemed to no longer pay attention to Yang Baishuang... This was normal. It wouldn't be long before Yang Baishuang's body would be completely occupied by the strange faces that emerged from her body and she would become one of them.

Just as Old Xu said, it was too late for her and she was beyond help.

Yang Baishuang smiled brightly, and her right eyeball fell out of its socket.

She lost her sight completely and her consciousness began to blur.

But her voice was still there.

"I'm dead." She said with a smile, "But you...don't even think about living!" She stabbed the two daggers in her hands into her body fiercely. The next second, her body exploded, dyeing half of the vehicle hangar red.

The rain outside quickly spread over, and the thick plasma was diluted in the water, turning into a light red color that spread out.

A distorted face emerged from the water.

She looks exactly like Yang Baishuang.

The face twitched a few times, and a hint of doubt seemed to flash across its face, but soon, this hint of doubt was suppressed by madness and pain.

It soon merged with the other strange faces and could no longer be distinguished.

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Three kilometers outside Bunker No. 1.

The amphibious motorcycle was speeding across the muddy ground. Mud was constantly thrown up by the wheels and tracks, and mixed with rain, it fell on the two men with crackling sounds.

Due to the urgency of the situation, neither of them had time to put on a full set of protective clothing, so they could only hastily put on a waterproof cloak. The biting cold and deadly radiation continued to erode their bodies. They were able to hold on until this time only by relying on willpower.

"Can...can we contact the other people in the bunker?" Wang Zheng's teeth kept chattering, and he almost fell on the handlebars. "Could it be...that we are the only two who escaped..."

"I can't get in touch with him." Old Xu curled up in the back of the truck, swaying constantly, "The interference is too severe..."

“Support… support should be here soon, right?” Wang Zheng’s weak voice sounded more like a groan. “I feel… I’m about to… freeze to death…”

His arms and legs had been frozen to the point of losing feeling... But it was also fortunate that his limbs had lost feeling, otherwise Wang Zheng would have discovered in horror that the skin on his limbs was festering and falling off. The cold covered up the excruciating pain and numbed the fear in his heart.

"There will be support... hold on..." said Old Xu.

He felt that he was not comforting Wang Zheng, but comforting himself.

"Old... Old Xu... Why do I feel like I can't see... What's going on... Am I blind?" Wang Zheng suddenly said, "Also... And... Why is my voice so hoarse? Could it be... Is it because of the cold? Am I... Am I going to die?"

Hypothermia is a terrible thing, especially in Shuzhou now. If you don’t have enough cold-proof equipment, you can be frozen to death if you stay outdoors for an hour or so...not to mention driving a motorcycle in the freezing dirty rain.

But Lao Xu always felt that compared to hypothermia, there seemed to be something more terrifying waiting for them.

Is it radiation?

Old Xu touched his belt and found it was empty.

There should have been a mini Geiger counter there, but it was lost while escaping. Lao Xu didn't know whether it fell inside the bunker or on the road.

"No! Lao Xu, I really can't see! Can you drive?" Wang Zheng slammed the brakes, and under the influence of inertia, Lao Xu crashed directly into the front wall of the truck bed... However, he did not feel much pain. The cold had dulled all his senses. He even suspected that even if he cut off his fingers, he would not feel much pain.

"Okay... let me drive." Old Xu struggled to stand up, but when he turned his head, he just stood there in a daze.

Chimera No. 17, which was originally dozens of kilometers away from Bunker No. 1, now stood less than a hundred meters away from them.

Wang Zheng... was driving in the wrong direction!

Only at such a close distance could Old Xu feel the pressure of the strange faces on Chimera No. 17 - from the bunker, they looked like a patch of small pimples. In fact, the smallest one was more than 30 meters in diameter. When the distance was shortened to within a hundred meters, these faces looked like huge gods, looking down at the tiny humans on the ground.

"Old Xu? Old Xu, are you still there?" Wang Zheng fumbled to jump out of the motorcycle. He held on to the bumpers on both sides of the motorcycle tightly, barely ensuring that he would not be knocked down by the rushing rain on the ground. "Old Xu, where are you? I can't see you!"

"Don't make any noise!" Old Xu said in a low voice.

Wang Zheng shuddered, and his whole body froze.

He asked in a low voice: "Then... those strange faces are catching up with us?"

"It's not them that caught up... it's us..." Old Xu didn't know whether he should smile bitterly now, "We drove in the wrong direction... We ran close to Chimera 17... We are now less than a hundred meters away from the huge monster we observe every day."

"You...what did you say?" Wang Zheng was stunned.

"I'm not lying to you." Old Xu said, "Damn, this is my first time observing this thing so closely... It's really weird. Didn't they say Chimera 17 has a self-defense system? We can actually get so close, haha... Aren't we more awesome than those hunters?"

"Old Xu... it's all my fault... it's my fault. I brought us here." Wang Zheng murmured, "Just throw me here. I'll be your bait to attract the attention of this thing. Run away... run away!"

"It's useless... It's too late." Old Xu shook his head. "Both of us have been severely damaged by radiation. Even if we can make it to the rear alive, we won't have much time left."

"Damn it, damn it, fuck it!" At this point, Wang Zheng couldn't think of anything else to say except cursing.

"However, before we die, there is one more thing we can do." Old Xu suddenly said.

"what's up?"

"I remember there were a lot of explosives in the trunk of this motorcycle." Old Xu grinned, completely ignoring the dirty rain with radioactive dust flowing into his mouth. "We finally got so close to this big guy. If we don't give it a welcome gift, wouldn't it seem like we are being too rude?"

"You...you want to blow it up with explosives? But will it...work?"

"It's useless. If it was useful, the people above would have dropped the nuclear bomb long ago... But rather than just sitting there and waiting to die, I still hope that when I die, there will be a bigger noise."

(End of this chapter)