Chapter 17

"Safe!"

Under the night sky, the helicopter hovered in the air, and several well-trained figures quickly descended from the sky.

"Already reached the perimeter of the laboratory, entering now..."

"Already inside the laboratory, no survivors found..."

"Attempting to locate Unit 4000..."

"Unit 4000 located successfully, awaiting further instructions..."

In the forward base, General Soros pondered for a moment and then looked at the scientists beside him.

"Unit 4000 is still alive. It seems that the self-destruction at Kahn's lab is indeed related to it. Perhaps only by finding it can we understand why Kahn's lab self-destructed."

"So, let the Falcon Team bring Unit 4000 back."

General Soros thought for a moment and nodded, "Falcon, this is General Soros. Bring our prey back."

The communication was cut off.

Colonel Hoover slowly nodded and looked at his four teammates, "We have received the order, prepare for battle. Hawkeye, pull up the data on Unit 4000. We need a combat assessment."

"Yes!"

A brief response, Hawkeye opened the computer, and soon the projection began to play, showing battle scenes that surpassed human imagination to the entire Falcon Team.

"Unit 4000. Initial estimated speed of fifty meters per second, maximum strength of about six tons, with initial intelligent responses. Perfectly evolved M2 type zombie..."

Colonel Hoover's expression was unchanged; he had already seen the data once. After Hawkeye finished the presentation, he clapped his hands, "You have all seen the combat footage of Unit 4000. Additionally, based on conventional reasoning, the evolved Unit 4000 will be even more powerful."

"Based on calculations, after evolution, Unit 4000 will become M3. The evolution could be perfect, or it could lean towards speed or strength..."

Hawkeye added.

Colonel Hoover nodded, "So, put away your pride and arrogance. This zombie might be different from any we've seen before."

"Understood, sir. No matter what kind of zombie, with our battle armor, it won't be a problem."

Eagle patted the alloy box beside him confidently.

The others laughed, and Black Hawk lit a cigar, "Sir, it's time to show these damn zombie bastards the power of humanity."

Colonel Hoover snatched the cigar from Black Hawk's mouth, took a deep breath, exhaled a ring of white smoke, and said with a grim look, "Hawkeye, locate Unit 4000's position and establish a combat model. Eagle, Black Hawk, and Gray Hawk, find a power source and charge the battle armor. Operation begins in three hours."

...

The supermarket was large, with three floors. The first floor, the produce section, was filled with rotten fruits and vegetables, still emitting an unbearable stench even after half a year. The entire supermarket was covered in dried blood and decayed bones.

However, strangely, there were no signs of zombies on the first floor, making it eerily quiet and still.

Li Mu pushed open the supermarket door, and the red mutant parrot on his shoulder called out weakly, lacking the previous excitement. Charlie, who followed behind, had bloodshot eyes and was drooling at the sight of the red mutant parrot.

Li Mu's pupils were grayish-white, and the darkness did not hinder his vision. After becoming a zombie, everything in front of him was shrouded in an indelible blood color.

Standing at the entrance of the supermarket, Li Mu remained still for a long time, his gaze fixed on the overturned shopping cart in front of the cash register, still stained with dried blood. Suddenly, he moved forward, seemingly habitually using his right hand to pick up the shopping cart. With a sharp sound, his sharp right hand bone knife, capable of cutting through hair, severed the handle of the shopping cart in two.

Li Mu's pupils flashed with a hint of blood red, and a violent aura began to surge. The red mutant parrot on his shoulder was instantly terrified and flew away, "Your Majesty, I'll find my own food. See you later!"

With a scream, the red mutant parrot flapped its wings and flew clumsily around the supermarket, trying to quickly distance itself from Li Mu, despite not having spent much time with him.

But the red mutant parrot was highly intelligent. As soon as it sensed the violent aura emanating from Li Mu, it knew that Li Mu was about to lose control.

Sure enough, just a few meters away, the foolish Charlie was directly thrown by Li Mu, simply because Charlie couldn't control his desire for blood and licked the dried blood on the shopping cart.

In the eyes of the red mutant parrot, Li Mu was a tyrannical ruler who could turn ruthless at any moment. Just look at that poor zombie, who was thrown just for licking some dried blood.

It was like a parent taking a child to the supermarket, and the child, out of greed, licked a lollipop and was beaten half to death by the angry parent.

"This life is unbearable."

The red mutant parrot covered its eyes with its wings, not daring to watch Li Mu's violence. The poor zombie in Li Mu's hands was like a toy, being thrown around, which was truly pitiful.

Not daring to stay long, the red mutant parrot flew around the supermarket, its unpleasant song breaking the silence like a wail.

"I am a tiny, tiny bird, wanting to fly but unable to fly high..."

Hearing the red mutant parrot's song, the blood in Li Mu's eyes gradually faded. He grabbed a shopping cart with his left hand, and with a black bone spike, he roughly threw Charlie into the cart. Li Mu then calmed down and quietly pushed the cart through the dark supermarket.

It was as if the vague memories in his bones were guiding him, pushing the cart through the dark supermarket.

After about ten minutes, a toy car suddenly drove into the supermarket, its camera's red light flashing as it silently entered the darkness.

Li Mu quietly pushed the cart through the dark supermarket, occasionally hearing the red mutant parrot's unpleasant song. Charlie, with bloodshot eyes, cowered and growled in the cart, struggling to get up each time but being mercilessly beaten back by Li Mu.

After breaking three shopping carts, Charlie finally learned to squat in the cart and be a quiet, beautiful zombie. Li Mu's grayish-white gaze became even calmer, and he would occasionally stop, stand in front of an upright shopping rack, take some items, and throw them into the cart.

Each time, Charlie would try to bite the items, and if they weren't flesh, he would throw them out in disappointment. Li Mu ignored him, continued to take items, and Charlie continued to bite and throw them out. For a moment, it was quite harmonious.

...

"Sir, I think you should come and see this." On the opposite building, Hawkeye's voice trembled as he pressed the communicator.

"I understand." Colonel Hoover nodded, "Eagle, continue charging, be quiet, and don't alert the zombies below. I'll go up and take a look."

With that, Colonel Hoover quickly moved, arriving at the rooftop next to the helicopter. Hawkeye looked at the screen, appearing somewhat panicked.

"Is it Unit 4000?" Colonel Hoover walked over and looked at the screen. The image was not very clear, but he could still see a zombie pushing a shopping cart through the dark supermarket.

"Damn! It's shopping?!"

At first glance, Colonel Hoover's pupils instantly tightened.

The scene was too shocking.

In the dark supermarket, the end of the world had arrived, with blood and bones everywhere, a terrifying silence. A zombie silently pushed a shopping cart through the post-apocalyptic supermarket, just like what countless people used to do on weekends, simple and ordinary, but now, an unattainable luxury for anyone.

Moreover, the subject was a zombie, a zombie with a completely collapsed gene chain, devoid of a human soul.

Hawkeye smiled bitterly, "Yes. I'm also shocked. But it's undoubtedly like this. Sir, do you think this is normal?"

"What do you think?" Colonel Hoover remained calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Although the previous data on Unit 4000 included the shocking use of human weapons, which could be attributed to combat instinct, what was this now, survival instinct?

Or was Unit 4000 gradually awakening human instincts? If so, would it be fortunate or even more unfortunate for Unit 4000?

"It seems that Unit 4000's intelligence level is higher than we previously estimated. Perhaps it's also a result of evolution. Send the image back for scientific analysis. Hawkeye, we'll do our part and quickly establish the combat model."

Colonel Hoover spoke, but his feet did not move, his eyes fixed on the computer screen.

...

In the supermarket, Li Mu pushed the cart quietly and peacefully, picking up a roll of toilet paper and throwing it into the cart. Charlie bit it a few times, and the butterfly wings of the package broke, scattering on the ground.

Li Mu ignored it and continued forward. In the blood-colored world, he couldn't distinguish what the items were or what they were for, but he enjoyed the process, which made him calm.

When Li Mu reached the section with baby strollers, he suddenly stopped, his grayish-white eyes flickering. In his vague memories, there seemed to be a similar scene. Who was the person standing beside him? Who was the one with a radiant smile? Who was the one in the incomplete, hopeful picture?

Li Mu's body trembled. With the strength to shatter steel, he couldn't bring himself to grasp the insignificant baby stroller.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

The red mutant parrot's shrill cry suddenly rang out, flapping its wings and flying towards Li Mu in a panic, "Your Majesty, someone is playing with your bird!"

With a snap, the baby stroller, which Li Mu hadn't even touched, shattered under the loss of control.

Li Mu's pupils were instantly shrouded in an indelible blood color, and a violent aura surged. Charlie immediately curled up, and the red mutant parrot, hit by the violent aura, instantly stopped its sharp cries.

PS: No ** in the ** chapter, let's all be noble and cold single poodles together!

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