Bystander-Buster Buff / A's Adventures

Is the US military and the hidden government involved again? Kevin's lips twitched, overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Could it be that you've stepped on a landmine again?

Damn it! Is this ever going to end?! You're not qualified for this job, yet you expect to take on a task you're not qualified for?

Times have changed. The days of powerful ships and cannons dominating the world, and the White Eagle wielding its battle tomahawk roaming the land, should be history. Can't we just lie back and relax?

After calming himself down, Kevin decided to stop thinking about how to help President Benford tighten his grip on military power, cut funding, and cause trouble for the U. S. Department of Defense, and instead focus on solving the current problem.

Inside the supermarket, after the initial shock and awe, the town's residents, who had been on edge due to the apocalyptic atmosphere, finally appeared submissive.

As Kevin and his two companions emerged, the townspeople instinctively lowered their heads, their eyes revealing a hint of fear.

"Which of you three is willing to step forward and lead us to the mountains?"

The commander approached the three soldiers, scrutinized them with his gaze, and then began to ask questions.

A young soldier with a buzz cut and softer facial features hesitated for a moment, ignoring his comrade's dissuasive gaze, and slightly raised his hand.

"Very good, Private Jessie, you've been temporarily drafted. Take us to the mountains. Get ready, we'll depart in ten minutes..."

Kevin glanced at the soldier's nameplate, nodded slightly, and was somewhat satisfied. He planned to recommend the kid to S.H.I.E.L.D.. if he could survive, as a favor.

He then approached the wounded soldier from the Wolf Pack Squad, glanced at his still slightly swollen thigh after the bleeding, and spoke gently.

"You stay here and recover, keep an eye on the supermarket, and wait for us to come back..."

The pale-faced soldier nodded earnestly, and Kevin then handed him his sidearm, squinting as he pointed around.

"The remaining two ordinary soldiers are now under your command. The townspeople below must cooperate with your actions unconditionally. Anyone who disobeys will be shot! I will handle the aftermath!"

"Yes, sir!"

At this moment, the wounded soldier, who had been somewhat apprehensive, grinned, revealing a hideous scar at the corner of his eye.

With such a reliable leader in charge, we can work without feeling constrained.

Now, unless some large monster bursts out of the mist, he's 70% confident he can hold this place until the mission ends.

After a slight commotion, the Wolf Pack Squad, now down to three members, quickly regrouped. The shrew, huddled in the corner, glared with venom and uttered curses that sounded like biblical verses.

Suddenly, the handsome commander turned his head slightly, looked in their direction, and a fox-like smile appeared on his lips.

"To ensure the operation remains open and transparent, I feel it's necessary to bring a representative of the people along..."

The shrew gripped the Bible tightly, instinctively stepped back, her pupils constricted, and goosebumps stood on end.

Chapter 836, Section 874 Bystander Nemesis BUFF

A moment later, the supermarket doors were slowly opened, and several figures sprayed with a pungent odor quickly passed through the fog and converged on the military convertible.

At the "friendly" invitation of the Wolf Pack Squad, the shrew, who had been left in the corner of the convertible, stared unfocused at the surrounding white mist and knelt on the ground, praying incessantly.

When the soldier, Jessie, saw Mrs. Carmody, he was so distracted that he actually felt a little sorry for the shrew. He moved his lips toward Kevin, but then stopped himself from speaking.

"Rest assured, we will guarantee her right to know and verify the facts."

Kevin couldn't help but smile, pursed his lips and made a solemn promise. The young soldier, who had been worried that the soldiers might retaliate, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the commander recalled that this rather upright young soldier would eventually be incited by the cultists next to him and thrown into the fog to be eaten by insects.

And now, he was actually pleading for the scourge before him because of this woman's temporary pitifulness, feeling that everything was filled with a magical quality.

Of course, he couldn't be bothered to commit murder himself, which would leave him vulnerable.

After all, once the battle with the monster horde truly begins, it would be a miracle if this woman, empowered by numerous Causality Weapons, survives.

Due to low visibility, the convertible maintained a steady speed. The experienced members of the Wolf Pack Squad, along with Leon and Chris, kept a safe distance, ready to jump out at any moment.

Whether it was the insect repellent on my body that worked, or the mosquitoes had already dispersed, the initial section of the road leading from the town's border to the foot of the mountain was still smooth.

However, as the military convertible lurched, the ground suddenly bulged, and sharp spikes, accompanied by a metallic groan, pierced straight through the vehicle.

Here they come again! Almost simultaneously, everyone leaped to either side, their movements fluid and graceful.

Even as they were about to jump out of the car, the Wolf Pack Squad members couldn't help but cast resentful glances at the innocent-looking Leon.

"Boom!"

The vehicle was torn apart, and the fuel tank exploded with a roar amidst the sparks of metal friction, the scorching blast slightly dispersing the white mist.

Mrs. Carmody...

The private, who had been casually pulled down by Kevin, stood dumbfounded to one side, staring at the fireball in front of him. He opened his mouth, a chill running down his spine.

"Want to die? Rookie!"

In a daze, a loud shout echoed in his ears, and Kevin kicked Jessie, who was stunned in place, to the ground.

Before the private could react, a sharp whistling sound came from above, and a piece of metal from half of the car body flew through the air, nearly slicing off half of his head.

The commander glanced at the grayish-white fluff drifting in the wind, reached out and grabbed half a piece of cardboard from a Bible cover that was floating by, and shook his head casually.

Look, I did everything, and you sacrificed yourself heroically on the path of exploring the truth. Next time you're reincarnated, be careful; don't jump around like that without a buff.

Having witnessed everything firsthand, Jessie swallowed hard, confirming that this was indeed the cruel and real battlefield.

As for the pitiful Mrs. Carmody, who turned to ashes, the private immediately dismissed such a ridiculous thought and cast a grateful glance at Kevin.

He wasn't stupid; the commander had already done more than enough by giving him a ride in this critical moment.

If Mrs. Carmody hadn't died, he might have been the one to die; a private wasn't noble enough to sacrifice himself for others.

"Fuck! This thing's armor is too thick, bullets can't penetrate it!"

James and his men, who had already engaged the monster in battle, were now sweating profusely as they stared at the enormous creature before them.

It was a hybrid of a large spider and a crab, with an astonishingly strong gray-black carapace that could only send up a trail of sparks when hit by small-caliber bullets.

Just then, the monster, seemingly enraged by the harassment, cracked its shell.

The back, resembling a writhing mass of flesh, was covered with countless bumps that rose up like parasitic barnacles, enough to kill someone with trypophobia on the spot.

Moreover, the thing inside undulated and contracted rhythmically with the chunks of flesh, which was terrifying.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"

With a sudden cracking sound, one after another, dark brown insects resembling spiders squeezed out of the lump, rolled off the mother's carapace, and ran fiercely toward the crowd.

The Wolf Pack Squad remained calm under pressure, skillfully changing formation, and their flamethrowers immediately formed a dense wall of fire, charring the surrounding dark brown insects.

Kyoko Yamaya treated it like a precious treasure, pulling out a blood-red potion from her medicine pouch and sprinkling it around. The insects immediately convulsed and died in droves.

After a wave of small insects was temporarily cleared out, several rockets, trailing long fiery tails, slammed into the insects' half-open backs. Instantly, amidst a piercing screech, carapaces and flesh flew everywhere.

To conserve ammunition, Lara tossed the rocket launcher to the soldier behind her and then charged forward. Alice crouched down at the right moment, clasped her hands together, and lunged forward, providing a point of contact for the relay.

The Countess, with perfect timing, stepped on Alice's hand and, using the push from her teammate, leaped dozens of meters across the back of the strange insect.

Lara then took a string of grenades, pulled the pin, and threw them into the wound on the monster's back caused by the rocket blast. She then leaped out of the blast radius.

"Boom!"

A series of muffled thuds rang out, and blood rained down in the mist, dark red liquid splashing on the ground and rising a pungent plume of smoke.

Avoid the pollutants, move forward!

As the monstrous insect's shattered shell crashed to the ground, Kevin waved his hand, signaling the Wolf Pack Squad, whose mental fortitude was exceptional, to continue advancing without even glancing at the monster.

To the private's astonishment, this group moved even faster than when they were driving, and their breathing remained perfectly normal even while running.

This reminded him of Captain America, who had a high profile in the Avengers. The soldiers in front of him didn't seem to be much weaker than that Super Hero in terms of physical strength.

Jessie, half-dragged and half-carried, was momentarily short of breath, his eyes filled with envy for this mysterious team.

We've reached the foot of the mountain! Lara, who was in charge of leading the way, looked at the fog that had thickened considerably, raised her right hand, and signaled for the troops to slow down.

As two houses nestled at the foot of the mountain overlooking the lake came into view, Jessie paused slightly, raised her hand, and glanced back and forth between the houses in the mist and the group, a troubled expression on her face.

"Sir, the rest of the way is simple. Just follow this path; there are signs for military restricted areas to guide you."

"I'd like to leave the team temporarily. Before I go, I promised Mr. David that I'd check on his wife's condition along the way..."

"His child is still young and has the right to know whether his mother is alive or dead..."

David, the painter Kevin, who was trying his best to maintain order in the supermarket with his child, glanced at the somewhat embarrassed Jessie and shook his head slightly.

This left the already courageless private looking ashen-faced, bowing his head in despair, and only able to silently apologize to the person who had entrusted him with this task.

"Alice, Lara, you two take a team ahead to confirm the landmarks and check if there are any survivors inside the houses."

Kevin beckoned the Countess and Alice over, the meaning of which was self-evident. This made Jessie, who had been feeling down, look grateful again, her eyes now even bordering on adoration.

If they are good people, we should try to save them if we can.

The man slowed his breathing slightly, composed himself briefly, and ultimately, the kindness he felt moved to pity.

Chapter 837, Section 875: Bro A's Adventures

The house, with its dilapidated gate, looked as if it had been ravaged by some large animal, with scratches and damage to the furniture everywhere.

Meanwhile, layers of spiderweb-like things were wrapped around the corners and beams. Lara picked them up with a stick, and the contact surfaces instantly turned a horrifying charred black.

A moment later, Lara's team and Kevin and the others who followed met at the lakeside. The Countess sorted out her thoughts and began to ponder.

"It's been confirmed. There's no one inside, not even a monster. There are signs of a struggle, so perhaps she's still alive and has already fled when she sensed something was wrong."

Kevin turned and beckoned to the private, intending to offer a few words of comfort and give him some hope before continuing the journey with the troops.

However, as his peripheral vision caught a ripple on the lake's surface, his pupils turned to the ruins of the collapsed wooden boathouse on the water's edge, and he waved slightly.

Lara and Alice, on the left and right sides, followed Kevin's instructions and observed intently. They immediately nodded in understanding and advanced from both sides.

When the team was only three steps away from the broken houseboat, violent ripples spread across the lake, and a dark figure darted out from the arch formed by the wooden scraps.

"Don't come any closer!"

Amidst the piercing screams, the figure crouching behind the fallen tree trunk trembled as it raised its gun.

"Relax... relax... madam, we are from the government, here to protect the people and clear the fog..."

Lara lowered her HK416, raised her hands, and moved slightly closer. However, the figure covered in black mud was on high alert, and she instinctively reacted by pulling the trigger.

"In the water! Back up! Back up!"

Suddenly, the Countess's gaze shifted past the figure to the rippling lake, her expression changed drastically, and she jumped away.

The mud-covered figure, already somewhat panicked, immediately twisted its body and screamed as it repeatedly pulled the trigger at the rippling lake water.

However, in the instant the mud-covered figure was distracted and fired, Lara suddenly accelerated, tackled the survivor in the chaos, and used skillful joint locks to disarm her and pin her to the ground.

After the survivors calmed down, the private, who was holding the painter David's wedding ring, stepped forward and asked them a question.

"Madam, calm down. Is that you? We're here to help."

Upon seeing the pattern on the wedding ring, the survivor was initially taken aback, then stopped struggling, leaned against Lara's chest, and burst into tears.

"Why not go into the basement and instead hide in an abandoned houseboat for refuge? Is the most dangerous place also the safest?"

Alice narrowed her eyes slightly, lost in thought.

"It had just rained in the town, and the temperature was low. Intermittently using cold water and sludge to lower body temperature can interfere with infrared thermal imaging equipment."

"Perhaps the monsters she's hiding from include those like us?"

Ada were meaningful, and Kevin, whose face was somewhat gloomy after finishing his question, threw out an M1911 military pistol.

"Jill and Shirley came by and rescued the woman from the monster's jaws. They taught her how to disguise herself and have her lie in wait in the boathouse until they return."

Meanwhile, Kyoko Yamaya and Wolf Mom, who were in charge of cleaning up the battlefield, picked up two blue double-helix vials from under the rubble of the boathouse. Their eyes met, and their mood was slightly somber.

It seems Jill and her friends are in trouble.

"Private Jessie, your mission is complete. Stay and protect this lady. If you're lucky enough, she should survive until the fog dissipates."

Kevin realized the trouble they were in, and the difficulty seemed to have increased considerably. He ordered the soldiers to leave the two men with a set of weapons and ammunition, as well as a short-term T-Virus enhancer for emergencies.

Jessie wasn't stupid; he immediately nodded, accompanied the client's somewhat dazed wife to hide, and set up simple booby traps as a warning and defense.

He vaguely sensed the anomaly between the fog and the troop movements, and after witnessing the fighting prowess of the crowd, he understood that even if he followed, he would only be a burden.