MTL - Marvel’s Death Merchant-Chapter 658 Storms (1)

"Colonel Staples invited Mr. Bill to be a guest. Shouldn't Mr. Bill keep the Colonel waiting?" Dr. Jack said with a smile. "They are the survivors I brought, they are not the kind of person, I know this very clearly!" Jack said to the soldiers next to him.

"No, but go back to your combat posts and go to the soldiers. Stay alert to see the sun tomorrow." Jack seemed to be commanding them. "Mr. Bill, please." Doctor Jack smiled at Bill. "Can I talk to my friends first?" Bill frowned.

Half an hour later, another dark shadow came into people's sight, "Bill!" Zoe said aloud ... "Everyone's spirit is pretty good today." Bill said with a smile.

The dark clouds blocking not only the sun today, but also the moon yesterday ... Bill followed Colonel Staples and Dr. Jack to a building that seemed to be the highest survivor's camp. "Mr. Bill, this is the command center of our unit. It is also the office of this survivor camp." Colonel Staples introduced to Bill. "If there's nothing else, let's go in. Well, OK," Bill said.

The three walked slowly into the building. Three people stopped at the highest point of the building. "That's it," Jack said. After speaking, Doctor Jack knocked gently on the door and said, "Mr. Bill is here ... Come in." A slightly deep voice came from the tightly closed room. Bill frowned and locked the door in front of him. This is a very large room. One side of the room is made of a huge curved glass, and a man in a US military uniform is facing away from Bill and looking out at the world outside the glass. Looking out of the glass, you can see the whole picture of the entire camp of the survivors. Under the dark night sky, the emergency lighting in the camp of the survivors is like a flashing light on the coast.

"Uh ..." A flare flew from the horizon, lighting up the world shrouded in darkness. With the flickering tail of the flare looking down, you will see that outside the reinforced high walls of the camp, something is constantly creeping, and Bill walks slowly to the glass wall, quietly Looking at all this in front of me.

"That's the biochemical weapon of the infected and the T virus," said the colonel, looking at the shadows that were fading in the darkness. "Obviously, they were starving."

Colonel Staples sighed. Turn around and slowly sit in the seat behind the desk. "Please sit down, Mr. Bill." The colonel pointed to the chair in front of him. "Thank you." Bill also escaped from the world outside the glass, and he sat on that chair.

"Mr. Bill." The colonel took out a box of cigars from the drawer. "Come one?" Bill took a medium-sized cigar and smoked it. "Thank you, I haven't smoked a cigar for a long time." Colonel mIke also ordered the cigar and took a deep breath. "Where did you escape from?" The colonel asked.

"New York City." Bill slowly spit out the smoke in his mouth. "New York City," Bill added. "It's far away. It's not easy ..." The colonel slowly fell into silence. "Colonel," Bill said, looking at the solemn colonel. "Isn't it that you invited me here this evening just to ask me to smoke and chat? ..." The colonel was silent for a while. "I don't think I can go round, it's Mr. Bill." The colonel stood up. "Have you ever been bitten by an infected person with a T-virus organism or had any other contact?"

"That must be congenital or genetic, right?" The Colonel whispered to himself. "What's wrong?" Bill asked. "Mr. Bill." The colonel stood up. "After our physical examination of you, there is a substance in your body that is immune to the virus in this virus crisis. So ..."

Before the colonel had finished speaking, a man came in. Let's take a closer look at Dr. Jack. "So, we would like to ask Mr. Bill to cooperate with us to develop a vaccine for this virus." Dr. Jack said to the colonel. "Colonel, please forgive me for coming in without permission, but I feel that as the executor of this operation, I need to ask these questions myself."

"So too." Colonel Staples did not blame Dr. Jack. "Then Jack, let's talk." Dr. Jack walked to Bill and said, "Mr. Bill, this is what the Colonel just said. We would like you to cooperate with this operation. We call this operation the code 'Catch The Winder. This action is top secret. Only you and I and Colonel Staples know, and you can keep it secret. So what do I need to do? "Bill asked.

"Cooperate with our research." Dr. Jack paused. "Maybe you have to limit your activities too. You want to lock me up?" Bill said lightly. "No no no," Colonel Staple explained. "We just don't want you to have any accidents during the development of the vaccine. I take my honor to guarantee that once the vaccine is successfully developed, you can regain your freedom. It should have been a member of the company Ambrella, the body of that company. Quality is good. "

"..." Bill sighed. He knows the importance of vaccines, and he knows that this is the place for others. If he does n’t agree, there is nothing he can do, and therefore his partners may be affected because it is at least safe. Do n’t worry about the monsters every day. I promise you. "

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Bill! If we can save the survivors in this world who are still in deep water, you will be more than those heroes." Colonel Staples was very excited. He made a salute to Bill. "Thank you, if you have any requirements, I will try my best to satisfy you. Okay ... Bill extinguished the cigar ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ I want to say something to my friends." Colonel Staples thought about it Say. "Also, talk to them or let them not worry about you, but please keep them secret, and you say you came to be my staff officer."

"OK ..." Bill nodded. "It's too late today. Go back tomorrow morning. I'll let you go and see your room ..."

The next day, the rain was getting heavier and the sky was darker. At this time, a rope-like thing on the defense tower wrapped around the sentinel's neck and pulled him back. Seems to want to drag him into the group of biochemical weapons and infected people.

"What the **** is that ?!" Mike chuckled in his heart. But looking at the footsteps of the infected and biochemical weapons, Mike said to the crowd fiercely, "Let's continue!" But without the delay of the bomb, the crowd's march was really much slower than those of the monsters.

"Sir!" Said a seriously injured person. "The sir does not care about us, and no one else will be able to walk like this! No!" Mike said firmly.

"We have also been bitten, and it is useless for you to save us. We will still become such monsters. It is better to let us delay the time of those monsters and let you go first!" (To be continued.) 8