rebuilding in walking dead

Chapter 203: Chapter 203 Freemasonry is in trouble again



A horrific conflict is taking place in a small Freemasonry base on the European continent.

An officer in a black modern military combat uniform directed the soldiers to the wall while shouting into the communicator:

"Quick! Ask the headquarters to send reinforcements."

"Subject 42 is attacking our walls."

"He's about to break through. Once he breaks through our wall, we're dead."

Just as the officer was calling for reinforcements, a figure in a black and red leather jacket jumped onto the more than ten-meter-high wall.

He looked at all the soldiers inside the wall with hatred in his blood-red eyes, and his arms had turned into a pair of strange, sharp claws covered with black shells.

And just as he climbed onto the wall, the black figure rushed to a soldier not far away from him at an extremely fast speed. The black claws on his right arm turned into a black light, and actually tore the soldier in black bulletproof combat uniform into several pieces.

Blood was spilt everywhere, and flesh was flying everywhere.

The moment he appeared, his hands, which were like monster claws, turned into hundreds of black tentacles like blood vessels. They spread out and shot out, wrapping the soldiers guarding the gate and their commander in the black tentacles.

The commanding officer standing on the high ground saw this scene and immediately understood the purpose of Subject 42. He shouted to the soldiers with a terrified tone:

"Stop him quickly, he's going to open the gate of the base."

Following the officer's order, the equally frightened soldiers immediately raised their weapons and began firing fiercely. They were all trained elite soldiers with excellent marksmanship.

"If we don't quickly create a test subject of the same level to deal with him, our Freemasonry will be torn apart bit by bit by this monster."

Even when talking about the destruction of Freemasonry, Manhattan's tone did not change.

"The pain caused to the test subjects by the alien gene fusion experiment was too intense. Even if it succeeds again, there is a high probability that it will create another enemy for us."

What makes Dr. Manhattan most proud, but also most fearful, is that after integrating the genes of alien life, Subject 42 also possesses the ability to continuously evolve and adapt to the environment.

"Ordinary soldiers and weapons are simply no match for him. As time goes by, he will only become more powerful and further out of our control."

Watching the Freemasons approaching the base's gate, fighting desperately to no avail, and then being swallowed up by the endless wave of zombies.

"Pruitt, tell the staff to get ready. We are going to restart the gene fusion experiment."

"Pruitt, as the creator, I know the capabilities of this experimental subject better than you do."

"Where are the rocket launchers and heavy machine guns? Take them out! If you don't want to die, kill him now!"

As the huge gate of the base was opened, a large number of zombies crowded together behind the gate were immediately revealed.

From escaping from the laboratory, where even ordinary guards had difficulty dealing with him, to now being able to destroy an experimental base with thousands of soldiers, it has only been three months.

Then, amid the soldier's shrill screams, dozens of black tentacles as thick as blood vessels extended from the arms of Subject 42.

The guys wrapped by the tentacles all wailed in fear and despair, and turned into flesh and blood and merged into the bodies of the experimental subjects.

.........

Seeing this, the commanding officer standing a few hundred meters away from him turned pale with fear. This way of dying was even more horrible than being eaten by zombies. He quickly put down the communicator in his hand and shouted to the soldiers:

Putting aside his monstrous physical fitness, nearly immortal body and intelligence above the normal human level.

"You are finished, they are here for revenge."

But now, these zombies that the Freemasons used as a protective barrier have become their desperate cage.

Subject No. 42 raised his head and looked at the commanding officer standing high above. He ignored the bullets hitting him, opened his mouth to reveal his sharp teeth filled with blood, and said in a hateful tone:

"You Masonic bastards, I'm not your experimental subject. My name is Alex."

Facing the open gate of the base, these zombies still stood there stupidly. They were not attracted by the bloody smell inside the base, as if they were not interested in the human flesh and blood inside the base. They still lingered outside the wall.

Thinking of this, Dr. Manhattan said to his deputy in an emotionless voice:

There are ordinary zombies, mutated zombies, and even many special zombies that have been enhanced and mutated.

Dr. Manhattan frowned upon hearing this, looked at his deputy with cold eyes, and said:

"If we don't stop him, in the end, this experimental subject will even be able to control all the zombies in the world and become the emperor of zombies."

It seemed that ordinary bullet attacks were just tickling to him.

His level of control is much more powerful than the crude means used by the Freemasons to simulate human technology.

Then, Subject No. 42 allowed bullets from other soldiers to hit him, looked at the soldiers shooting at him under the wall without mercy, and then walked into a closed room.

"Don't be complacent, Pruitt. I can tell you responsibly that the longer we delay, the smaller our chances of winning will be."

As a human being with alien life cells, Subject No. 42 naturally has the ability to suppress all zombie monsters, and can use his own mind to control all zombies within a radius of several kilometers.

Another experimental base was destroyed by Subject No. 42. So far, there have been four Masonic bases and nearly five thousand people have died at the hands of this subject.

And at the moment of connection, all the zombies within a few kilometers let out a terrifying roar, and then rushed towards the gate of the base as if they had received some order.

However, the subject only stayed on the wall for a second or two before he found his target. He tensed his legs and exerted force on his feet, shattering the surface of the concrete beneath his feet.

"I am your nightmare."

In just a moment, countless bullets hit the experimental subject.

However, this guy called Subject 42 is the only successful subject to escape from Dr. Manhattan's laboratory. He is also the only human who has successfully accommodated the genes of alien life and survived after being transformed by gene fusion.

A few hours later, Dr. Manhattan at the European Freemasonry headquarters received a report from his men.

"Shoot, shoot quickly!"

As Dr. Manhattan's deputy, Pruitt is also a senior member of the Freemasons. After hearing Dr. Manhattan's order, he couldn't help but say hesitantly:

"Doctor, in the last gene fusion experiment, we conducted tens of thousands of experiments, and in the end only Subject 42 survived, and he became our enemy."

This was originally the Freemasons using their own control methods to attract a large number of zombies. While using them as experimental materials, they can also use their large numbers to guard the base. Before the control is released, these zombies will not attack the experimental base.

Then, at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, he used his sharp claws to tear apart the two or three soldiers who were blocking him in an instant, and appeared on the wall at the position controlling the gate of the base.

However, the experimental subject was obviously faster than the command of the commanding officer. He absorbed the memory of the officer guarding the base gate and figured out the password of the gate of the experimental base. After entering the vacant room, he immediately opened the gate of the base at his fastest speed.

"All Masonic scum must die."

Not only does he have abnormally strong vitality, he can also slowly recover even if only a piece of flesh is left. He can also change the shape of his body at will and use physical strength beyond human limits.

As long as he captures a senior member of high enough status, the secrets of Freemasonry will be revealed to him without any cover.

What gives the Freemason leaders the most headaches is that this experimental subject has the ability to devour other people's bodies and spy on other people's memories.

If this enemy of Freemasonry is allowed to continue to grow, it is hard to imagine how much damage he will bring to the entire Freemasonry.

However, now they have no way to deal with this horrible monster.

However, what the soldiers did not expect was that although the experimental subject wearing a black and red jacket was torn apart by countless bullets, his muscles began to wriggle constantly while he was hit. It only took him a few seconds to spit out all the bullets that had hit his body, and began to heal at a visible speed.

The black tentacles wrapped around the soldier on the ground at an extremely fast speed and penetrated into his body. Then, within a few seconds, they devoured all of the soldier's flesh, blood, bones and other body tissues, leaving only a set of blood-stained combat uniform, which he casually threw on the ground.

"You destroyed the world, now it's their turn to destroy you."

As Alex roared, an invisible wave spread from him and then connected to all the zombie monsters within a few kilometers around him.

Alex smiled happily and said:

"We can't gamble on the probability of failure."

It can even devour other people's flesh and blood to repair its own injuries, and devour other people's brains to spy on their memories.

This was originally Dr. Manhattan's ideal state of life, but now it has created a terrible enemy for the Freemasons.

As he spoke, Dr. Manhattan turned his gaze to the Freemasons who were working loyally in the laboratory, and said in an emotionless voice:

"Since we cannot control those external experimental materials and cannot be sure whether they can be used by us, let our own people do it, and use the people who are most loyal to us."

"Once we fully master this gene fusion technology, all of us will be able to evolve into gods."

 

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