???? …… A wave of nausea ......\???? What followed was intense vomiting—I was mutating! The soldier thought desperately, shrinking in a corner in pain. Although the five terrible wounds on his body had healed, the black blood clots on his surface were restlessly surging, as if something was about to break through the ground.
???? …… A wave of itching ......\???? The soldier shook off his bulletproof helmet and yanked hard at his hair, but he couldn't resist the piercing itch at all, as if thousands of worms were crawling on his scalp. As the last strand of bloody hair was pulled out, the soldier realized he was about to say goodbye to humanity.
???? …… A wave of dizziness ......\???? The M4A1 in his hand could no longer be held and fell to the ground with a "bang." The bulletproof vest had long been stretched and deformed, and as the soldier's body kept expanding, it finally exploded. The soldier watched as the bleeding hand gradually lengthened and sharpened, a final glimmer flashed in his eyes—pain, despair, anger, and then endless killing intent.
???? …… Finally ......\????" Awooo!" The huge foot stepped over the M4A1, flattening its suppressor, then leapt up heavily and charged toward his teammate......\???? …… scream...... Gunfire ...... Tear ......\????" We are their slaves! ”
