Chapter 214 The Price (Leader adds 210, achieved per day)
Listening to the sparse sounds on the channel, it was obviously the sound of someone looking through paper documents. At this time, no one came to urge Stark, they just waited.
"Oh, I found it. Ghouls are the evolved form of zombies. They usually appear in places like cemeteries. Of course, the corpse storage is a better place.
The ghoul's skin is tough and can withstand small arms fire, but general anti-material weapons can penetrate its defense. Please note that the ghoul's claws carry toxins, which can easily poison an adult and then transform them into
Become your own food or your subordinates who can't finish it.
According to Ash... my suggestion is to bring enough heavy weapons, water each area with holy water to limit its range of activities, and then blast it to pieces..."
After saying this, Stark exited the channel. SHIELD's attack team was also waiting for someone to send them anti-material weapons and rocket launchers and other equipment.
Spraying holy water all over their bodies again, carrying heavy weapons, the attack team re-entered the underground space.
This time the action was much smoother than before. Under the large-caliber physical persuasion, these zombies simply could not bear the truth.
The flamethrower at the back of the team put on a piece of spray equipment, and his spray bucket was filled with blended holy water.
Adhering to the principle of making up for the lack of firepower, the flamethrowers sprayed the holy water everywhere they walked to limit the scope of activity of these zombies.
After cutting off the head of the last zombie in front of the morgue door and handing it to the fire breathers to take to a fixed location, the team replenished their ammunition and prepared to start the final attack.
"If we open the door to the morgue, communication will be interrupted, and everything inside will have to be done by ourselves..."
However, when the morgue door opened, everyone's jaw dropped.
"Stark didn't say the ghoul was three meters tall! How much does that have to eat!"
There was almost no other scene in the dim morgue, except that in the middle of the morgue, a tall figure held a frozen head and stuffed it into his mouth. The crisp sound was like someone speaking.
It's like biting an ice cube.
The teams that entered the morgue before have long since disappeared. Everyone knows that if there is fresh food, who will eat frozen meat.
Hearing the sound of the morgue door opening, the squatting ghoul straightened its short lower limbs and crawled towards the door using its strong hands to support itself.
With two bangs, the Armalite AR-50 sniper rifle fired its 12.7mm tungsten core armor-piercing bullet.
These two bullets hit the ghoul's chest, but other than punching two connected holes in its chest and stopping its steps, they failed to cause any substantial damage.
The ghoul put his hands into the two holes, took out the bullets inside, mixed with his own internal organs in everyone's eyes, and ate them from his mouth again.
"Heavy weapons, replace them with high-explosive bombs and holy water cloud bombs!"
Ever since they knew they were going to use heavy weapons, this team wanted to be covered in rocket launchers. But unfortunately, according to the team's tasks, only two people carried four AT4 rocket launchers.
Only the ammunition in one of the rocket launchers was modified into a cloud bomb containing holy water.
The two men carrying the bazooka squatted down at the door of the morgue and aimed at the ghoul walking towards him with both hands.
The helmets of the two men were knocked, which was a signal that the safety of the rear tail flame jet area had been confirmed.
The high-explosive bomb roared first, and the Octogen in the warhead produced 200KPa high pressure, high heat and a large number of fragments in the flames.
But with such power, it failed to penetrate its body. It only lifted up a piece of flesh and blood on the ghoul's chest, blasting away the flesh and blood on its chest. Its chaotic internal organs were exposed to everyone's eyes.
What was immediately launched was a hastily modified holy water cloud explosive bomb. It was said to be a cloud explosive bomb, but the cloud explosive agent was replaced by holy water, and there was no secondary ignition device to ignite the cloud explosive agent.
However, this makeshift weapon played a major role and plunged into its internal organs.
The ghoul's internal organs continued to squirm, trying to expel the rockets that were still emitting tail flames from the body.
However, the holy water that exploded directly ignited the ghoul.
Starting from its internal organs, a thermite-like white light was burning, and black smoke was continuously burned in the white light, and then disappeared into the air.
The effect of the holy water made the ghoul howl in pain for the first time in front of the team.
It kept pulling out its own internal organs, letting the internal organs stained with the holy water escape from its body. Then it grabbed the scattered corpses nearby and stuffed them into its mouth.
Naturally, the attack team couldn't miss this important opportunity. Without an order, everyone started free shooting consciously.
The bullets hit various parts of the ghoul's body, adding another layer of pain to it.
The flamethrower at the back, who was carrying sanitizer equipment, fearlessly pulled out the only bottle of holy water on his body and threw it towards the ghoul.
As the holy water bottle burst, the deep corrosion of white light began on the ghoul's skin.
The disinfection equipment sprayed diluted holy water, adding a layer of white light to the dark space of the morgue, allowing them to see the combat environment clearly.
The fearless fire-breathing soldiers spread diluted holy water while advancing towards the ghouls.
The team commander also seized the opportunity and ordered: "Except for the bazooka shooter, keep the holy water on you, the rest of the team, throw it at the ceiling above the target ghoul's head!"
The adaptable fighting style is something that a ghoul, who only wants to eat, doesn't understand. Its sights are still locked on the fire-breathing soldiers who are gradually approaching.
I saw these glass bottles of holy water hitting the ceiling, shattering and then pouring down, covering the ghoul's body.
After many consecutive attacks, this seemingly invincible ghoul finally fell.
The flamethrowers continued to spray around the ghoul's body until the entire body of the ghoul was completely corroded.
In this situation, the team commander was still not satisfied. He ordered the anti-material weapon to make a big hole in the ghoul's head, then stuffed the reserved bottle of holy water into it, and then shot it to pieces.
After completing this step, the team commander breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the ghoul showing no reaction at all.
After losing control of the ghouls, communications have been restored in the morgue, and the flamethrowers are completing the spraying work all around.
"Sir, you have to come and see this..."
Stark on the other side also heard the news that the mission was completed. He was in Ash's office, waiting for Ash to make the final decision.
With the scene of the battle failing, Stark said angrily: "Can't you send your own Thor out to kill those siege tanks?"
"Siege tanks have extra damage to heavily armored units, and Thor can't get past them at all!"
"Then you have to fight urbanization? Can't you be more radical? Just push it flat?"
"I don't have Jarvis to report on the battlefield situation at all times..."
"Do you mean I cheated? Jarvis is mine too!"
"Tsk...I didn't say..."
The two were engaging in recreational activities of shirk-shipping each other in the office. If it weren't for the occasional report, no one would have thought that they had just commanded a battle remotely.
After the two of them calmed down from the failure of the game, Stark poured another glass of wine and sat on the sofa.
"Ash, when will they contact me?"
"Then it depends on how much they want to smooth over this matter! After all, there is a problem in their own family. The less people know about this joke, the better..."
Just when the two were about to start another round, Hill's call came to Ash's cell phone.
After giving Stark a hint, Ash played the sound on his cell phone.
"Ash, your box of holy water was obtained by SHIELD. SHIELD cannot return it to you for the time being..."
These words that were meant to be concealed made Stark subconsciously want to say something, but he still kept his mouth shut under Ash's look in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter. This is the Control Bureau's own mistake. You get it when you get it. Who hasn't lost something at home..."
This suggestive statement made Hill frown. Listening to what Ash meant, she also wanted to lose something to her SHIELD?
But since I accept Ash's affection, I must respond to this request.
If she doesn't agree, SHIELD's broken affairs will be exposed to everyone's ears immediately, and Hill suspects that Stark is also on the opposite side now. Maybe it won't be a problem if this matter explodes in the public.
"Yeah, everyone makes mistakes sometimes. So what did SHIELD lose and you picked it up? I have to check the list of lost items..."
"Oh, it's just a relic belonging to Howard Stark. It was delivered to the Control Bureau by a careless courier. He thought the Control Bureau was S.H.I.E.L.D.! Our people accidentally signed for it. Do you still want this thing? If not,
, I will handle it myself..."
Silence, no sound. Hill seemed to disappear from the phone.
Ever since he learned that Nick Fury had withheld personal belongings belonging to Howard Stark. After Hill took over SHIELD, he withheld everything that Nick Fury had not had time to take away.
The belongings of Howard Stark, one of the founders of SHIELD, are Hill's focus.
Everyone knows the name of Howard Stark, and the SHIELD scientists highly respect him.
The sentence that Hill remembers most clearly is "What limits Howard is not himself, but the times..."
Due to the limitations of the times, Howard Stark's creation cannot be fully displayed. Everyone knows that the Ark reactor in Stark Industrial Park was created by Howard, but no one can fully understand the technology involved.
Now, what Ash wants is Howard's relic. Hill can imagine that Stark across the street is remembering every word of it. As long as she doesn't agree, SHIELD's scandal will be detonated by public opinion...
This is also the reason why Stark explained the enemy on behalf of Ash just now. Stark has a 'contribution' in it, so he cannot be ignored.
Rubbing his brows, Hill surrendered to the combined punches of Ash and Stark.
"No, please return it to Stark for me. This is originally an item that belongs to Stark."
Upon hearing this, Stark waved his fist to express his inner excitement.
Upon seeing this, Ash made a gesture to Stark, telling him to calm down.
"In this case, let the courier come to control the bureau again. After all, it was his work error..."
Understanding that this was setting a time limit for her, Hill could only agree and said: "I will urge the courier to pick up the package within today..."
"Okay, I'll just wait here for the courier to come..."
After hanging up the phone, Ash looked at Stark and let out a long sigh of relief. Stark also slumped on the sofa, looking at the ceiling and not knowing what he was thinking...
"Ash..."
"Don't say any words of thanks...you know I'm not doing this just to say thank you..."
Stark suppressed his words again and just nodded to Ash.
'But you are not doing it for reward! How can I thank you...'
Thinking that Ash was as rich as him and had a bunch of loyal subordinates, he didn't even need to worry about equipment as a great inventor.
Thinking about the flaws in it, Stark instantly had an idea, and he was going to give Ash a surprise.
On Hill's side, after arranging for someone to deliver the goods to Ash, they received a communication request from the SHIELD office headquarters.
"I hope you killed all the monsters..."
"Yes Director, but we have another discovery..."
With that said, a video was sent to Hill.
On the screen, in the corner of the morgue, Melinda was squatting on the ground, drawing some unknown symbols on the ground with her bloody fingers.
When the combat team approached Melinda, the holy water sprayed on her body gave off a strong light.
After using the remaining holy water to sprinkle Melinda, a white light like a ghoul emerged from Melinda's body, and then her skin was corroded, and then became intact again in an instant.
During this process, Melinda didn't react at all, didn't cry, didn't move, and just drew unknown symbols on the ground.
"Where is she now?"
"I was imprisoned in a dark cell, and everyone I came into contact with passed the holy water test..."
"Contact the hunters, I hope to get the information I want from them..."
