Chapter 707 Black Action

Somalia, Hudur region, sunny weather.

A large net has been drawn around the town where the salt factory is located. Garrett, the reformed soldier who was in charge of the frontal attack, the ghost agent who served as support, and the soldiers of the Star Ring Marine Corps who were deployed nearby just in case, all combat units have arrived at their predetermined positions.

Just wait until dark to launch a general attack!

The setting sun gradually slanted, and the dim yellow halo shrouded the outer edge of the red soil slope, coating the surrounding sand dunes with blood. The dark-skinned villagers held the long branches and drove the goats back to the pen. The truck drove by on the dirt road, raising a cloud of dust. Several militants with AK-47s jumped out of the truck, gathered the villagers nearby, unloaded the "tea" from the truck, and dragged it into the drug factory.

The ghost agent crawling on the sand dune took a deep breath, looked away from the scope, reached out and tapped a few times on the touch screen on his right arm.

In order to prevent snipers from snooping, these militants cleverly pulled ropes between buildings, and then hung dyed cloth strips on the ropes. But for ghost agents equipped with high technology, these local methods are not so effective.

The only trouble is the civilians in the village, it is very difficult to avoid accidental injury.

The holographic screen emerged, and what she saw was a bird's-eye view of the village. The drone has arrived over the salt factory, using an infrared identification device to mark the heat source belonging to the militants, and using the second-line positioning method to directly present the three-dimensional position of the target on the ghost agent's retina.

It was finally getting dark.

Except for the militants who were still on guard, the villagers had all returned home, closed the doors and windows, and the whole village was shrouded in silence and darkness. When the last ray of light went out, Garrett, who was waiting by the road, took out the Ripper rifle from his travel bag, loaded it neatly, and then walked towards the wall on the side of the village with the rifle.

The agent code-named Ghost Bird has shared the heat source coordinates of enemy units into his chip. Although the skin color comes with night camouflage, under the surveillance of drones, these armed elements hiding in the night are no different from standing in the spotlight.

"At three o'clock, there are two sentries."

Sticking against the wall, Garrett pressed the headset.

"Can you make a call there?"

"Across a private house, you can only rely on yourself."

"k." At the same time as the voice fell, Garrett took out the drone from the backpack on his back,

Throw it into the air like throwing a frisbee.

Hum——!

A short buzzing sound whizzed past, and before the two sentry guards could react, a series of blood droplets splashed from their bodies, and they were limp in a pool of blood.

With a rifle in hand, Garrett stepped out of the shadows, reached out to pick up the hummingbird drone hovering above the two corpses, and then rushed towards the salt factory with the rifle in hand.

But at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly broke the silence of the small village. Immediately afterwards, on the other side of the village, gunshots rang out like beans being thrown!

Garrett's expression froze, thinking that his whereabouts had been exposed, he immediately rushed to the cover of the trail, set up his rifle and switched to automatic transmission.

The screams woke up the sleeping villagers, and the lights came on in twos and threes.

Of course, there are those who never wake up again.

The lights that were turned on successively lit up the dark village, and there were cries, screams, and gunshots one after another. Garrett waited for a long time, but the expected siege did not come.

"The situation is wrong." Ghost Bird's voice rang in his ears.

"What happened, can you see it?" Garrett asked with a frown.

"It's zombies. The villagers have been infected and turned into zombies... The zombies have started attacking the militants, and they are killing each other."

"Grass!"

The madman!

Garrett cursed secretly, raised his rifle and rushed towards the salt factory.

This operation did not apply to the Somali authorities, and at this moment, the entire village has turned into zombies. It is absolutely impossible to suppress such a big case! And such heavy unrelated casualties are bound to attract the attention of local warlords, international observation organizations, and the US military stationed in the Gulf of Aden.

Xinghuan Trade must not be blamed for this!

We can only make a quick decision!

Roar--!

His dark skin was stained with blood, and a ferocious man sprang out of the darkness and threw himself at Garrett. Judging from the fierce light on his face and his agility, he is obviously not an ordinary zombie!

Garrett didn't back down, stretched out a hand like lightning, grabbed the zombie's neck, and squeezed it hard. With a "click", the zombie's neck snapped, and the bloodlust in the pupils gradually faded away.

Without stopping, Garrett set up his rifle and continued to run towards the salt factory.

Gunshots sounded in the distance, and the rapid bullets pierced through the zombies who were about to attack Garrett from the side.

The terrain of the alley is too narrow, and the long range of the rifle is difficult to play in close combat. Although they came to destroy the virus, they did not expect to encounter zombies here!

Damn it! If I knew it earlier, I would bring a sprayer!

Blood spattered Garrett's face, and while pulling out the dagger stuck in the zombie's eye, he cursed fiercely in the communication screen.

"Shet! Something is wrong with these zombies!"

"They seem to have mutated... You'd better hurry up, the riots here have already alarmed the local armed forces. We didn't apply for entry, I'm afraid they won't be very friendly."

"I know!"

A gun butt knocked down the rushing zombies. Garrett set up his rifle and swept down seven or eight zombies. He slammed open the wooden door and rushed into a private house.

A zombie was lying on the ground, eating a corpse. Before it could react, he rushed to the backyard, took a deep breath, and kicked towards the sandy wall.

Driven by titanium alloy skeleton, the power of the built-in power module runs to the maximum.

The kick was solid, and with a bang, the entire sandy wall fell backwards, burying the two zombies behind the wall directly on the ground. Because the commotion led the zombies to the street where he was just now, there were very few zombies on this street.

Ahead is the salt factory!

While running, Garrett gritted his teeth and said.

"Ghost, the local armed forces have discovered the situation here!"

"Yes, from the satellite footage, you only have fifteen minutes."

"enough!"

The gunfire in the drug factory had stopped, and judging from the heat source information from the drone, it was obvious that the zombies had won. Shababu, who made a deal with the devil in exchange for victory, was finally bitten off a piece of meat by the devil.

The Black Ship Organization has never had any allies, and all humans who refuse to accept evolution are their sworn enemies.

After rushing into the drug factory, dozens of zombies with rifles hanging from their waists staggered towards Garrett.

Orange-red flames jumped from the muzzle of the gun, and Garrett pulled the trigger, instantly blasting the heads of those zombies.

Click——

The magazine was empty, Garrett took out a new magazine from his waist, and was about to replace it.

But at this moment, suddenly, a strong wind hit from the side.

Garrett, whose five senses had been strengthened, reacted immediately and put the rifle on his chest.

boom--

The tempered plastic gun body was blown into two pieces by this blow!

Shaking off the broken rifle, Garrett took advantage of the momentum to jump back, distanced himself from the man, and locked his eyes on him.

"who?"

The brown-skinned man shook his arms and made a gesture of raising his hands. The muscles of his whole body swelled at an incredible rate.

"It doesn't matter who it is."

Those eyes that were originally peaceful suddenly flashed with fierceness like an eagle.

"You just need to know that today, you will die here! As a star ring trade soldier."

"Are you sure?" Garrett's mouth twitched into a sinister smile. (To be continued.)