Essence Chapter 3 of 'The Time of Falling' - Big Shots

Chapter Three - The Big Shot
In the southeast of Country Z, there is an island. Many warships are scattered and docked around it, and to the north of the island, there is an airport, with planes occasionally coming and going. For a moment, it feels as if time has reversed, as if nothing had ever happened. In the center of the island stands a solitary hill, concealing secret mysteries beneath it—the last fortress of humanity, the Human Federation, East Asia Pacific Division, lies just below this small hill.\In the largest dining hall of the Federation's underground base, seated in the most luxurious chair, is a man. He lowers his head in deep thought. The feast has been prepared, yet he has not touched it, and no one dares to. The man wears a neat suit, a pristine white shirt, and his hair is combed meticulously. His face has sharp features, exuding the charm of a mature man from head to toe.\“I heard that my dear Dr. Gray, Mr. Zuo Hui, traveled from Ash Island to the mainland for medical treatment a month ago. During the surgery, even under anesthesia, he suddenly rebelled and killed everyone. Shouldn't he have been infected? But our surveillance satellite captured him fighting zombies in the hospital just ten minutes ago through a window. How is this possible? Send someone to bring him back. I want him alive. Do you hear me?” The man pondered for a long time before slowly giving instructions.\Carl immediately stepped forward, speaking with utmost respect: “Yes, Mr. Murakami. I will immediately send Xie Feng, Han Xiao Qian, Huangfu Shaoyun, and a squad of special forces to bring him back. You should trust their abilities.”\………\Gray does not know that the distinguished Chair of the Asian Parliament and the Federation branch secretary is greatly troubled by him. He is scrutinizing the trembling nurse standing just two meters ahead.\This nurse is someone he encountered in the surgical room on the third floor of the hospital. Gray had gone there just to find a better knife, but instead, he found her.\Gray is puzzled as to why she is so scared. Could it be his green eyes? Or could it be because he drank all the blood from the surgical room's blood bank to sate his hunger? No, that's unlikely. Even scared of that? What a strange person! (Hehe…)\According to human aesthetic standards, the nurse's facial structure and the distribution of flesh on her face could please most male humans. Gray stares at her face. He doesn't know why he constantly feels the urge to taste the flesh.\Gray moves toward the nurse in the corner, planning to bite a small piece first to test the taste. His face gets closer and closer to the nurse, and she trembles even more violently.His face was pressed completely against the nurse's. He took a deep sniff and opened his mouth to bite. Just then, Hui suddenly heard a faint "smack" from afar. Hui frowned almost imperceptibly; it seemed the meal was about to be interrupted. That sound was the barrel of a .29 caliber barrett chambering. But he still kept his head forward. The sniper in the distance was somewhat surprised. He knew very well that Hui's head froze for 0.3 seconds as he chambered the shot. That was truly an insignificant moment. However, one detail must be overlooked: it is a necessary condition for a sniper. Since it had been discovered, for an expert like Hui, there was no chance of a hit again. The sniper shifted his target, aiming at the nurse. "Bang!" The gunpowder exploded in the barrel, and a bullet shot out at 34 times the speed of sound. It flew in less than 0.7 seconds, piercing the nurse's skull and rolling around her fragile brain. The nurse's brain matter splattered all over Ash, but Hui didn't care; even if he got a headshot, he just wanted to bite once. Losing half a head didn't affect the purpose. Hui glanced in the direction of the mysterious sniper and quickly disappeared. His intention was clear: to catch him, come here. ............ Xie Feng took off his sweat-soaked camouflage with trembling hands. "Two hundred meters!" Oh my god, he's two hundred meters from me. How did he hear that..." A sword-bearing youth, a "beast" over two and a half meters tall, followed by twenty fully armed soldiers, joined up with Xie Feng. "Don't worry, we have many men and guns, what's there to be afraid of?" The sword-bearing youth patted Xie Feng on the shoulder and smiled. The boy glanced at the hospital's tall building, his expression extremely grave. "Let's go, orders cannot be disobeyed." He turned and said. ...... Hui grabbed several zombies and threw them at the door. Then he went upstairs to wait for them. Hui didn't want to run away, but he saw the mercenary wielding the sword again... "Roar" The zombies at the door were roaring. Hui immediately woke from sleep. Grabbing the scalpel, he rushed downstairs. Gun? With a gun, whether he could hit him was still a question.
Hui hid at the front of the squad and suddenly charged toward the team. The scalpel easily slashed the assault team's throats, blood gushing out. They created elegant parabolas in midair, then landed, splashing blood like beautiful flowers, intoxicating everyone.
In the blink of an eye, Hui had already killed seven people.His movements flowed smoothly, accompanied by bright red blood, like an art form. All seven men died with a single slash, unwilling to accept it. Only then did the remaining people react. In the panic, they opened fire, the sound of gunfire filling the air. These men were almost soaked in the blood of their comrades, their eyes already smeared. Hui's goal was achieved. After the gunshots rang out, Hui was completely unharmed. But only four of them remained. This is the art of killing! Implanting fear in people's hearts, letting themselves be killed by themselves. Gaining the most blood with the least effort! It was this art that made him record the number of kills that struck fear before the apocalypse. Gray looked at the four people still standing ahead, knowing that when narrow paths meet, the brave win...) (PS: Gray is just showing off here. When more awesome evolved characters come in the future, he won't be able to show off... Also, let me tell you a secret—I heard I'm Mr. Haruki's younger brother. I also heard from our storekeepers that he even wrote a book and won the Ye Lu Silly Literary Award. What was it called again? Oh, right, I remembered it's called 'Norwegian Chrysanthemum'... )