698 Boarding the Cruise (1/2)

In public waters, the Royal Caribbean Cruise broke through the tide.

Not far away, two Black Hawk Helicopters approached the target, slowing their flight speed and remaining parallel with the cruise ship. At the moment, Jiang Chen was sitting in a helicopter looking out the window at the cruise ship when his brows furrowed.

Blood.

There was blood everywhere…

On a white painted wall, the vivid red was so obvious. Looking around, he saw that all the waiters and visitors, aside from the living dead, were all dead.

City K.

”God ...” A droplet of sweat rolled down Ivan's forehead. He opened his mouth, clearly uncomfortable.

Even though he was used to hell from the civil war in Veit, he couldn't remain indifferent to what was going on even though he had been to City K. The soldiers seated in the helicopter all had stunned expressions.

Jiang Chen's expression was fairly normal. After all, this scene wasn't too out of place in the apocalypse.

From his position, he could clearly see a beautiful woman wearing a bikini, dangling half her head and staring at the sea blankly. There was also a man with an exposed stomach, lying on the ground. And also…

”We might be in trouble.”

”Do you want to hand things over to UN?” Ivan looked to Jiang Chen.

The radio life signal detection device found signs of human life in all corners of the cruise - it was present in bars, kitchens, and some rooms. Like the T-virus in City K, not all people were infected once, and many people became zombies only after their second infection.

Of course, there were always the unfortunate ones who couldn't become zombies even after their second infection. Those people tended to become zombies' food, dying from zombies by being torn into pieces agonizingly.

”Board,” Jiang Chen said expressionlessly.

”But ...” Ivan's expression was hesitant.

”Firing approved.”

After taking a deep breath, Ivan nodded.

”Understood.”

Up until now, the UN still hadn't drawn a conclusion on the infectious events that erupted in City K. The fact that the shooting of zombies didn't constitute a ”crime against humanity” remained vague under international law.

No one wanted to bear the name of the executioner. No one wanted to have an ”antidote” that could cure the infection eventually in the future as they would be tried by the families of the deceased and the International Court of Justice.

But now, there was no time to think.

Jiang Chen wanted to know why an infection broke out on the cruise ship. Kurofune, who had been silent for nearly a year, surfaced again. He couldn't miss this opportunity. What's more - the uniqueness of Kurofune meant it would be inconvenient for it to be disclosed to the United Nations.

His intention was to collect all the clues and destroy them before they were handed to the United Nations.

Of course, fighting videos were essential.

The two Black Hawks descended in tandem and dropped ropes from the hatches on the sides. Hooks hung on the ropes, and a total of twelve heavily-armed soldiers slid down to the open swimming pool. After the sudden appearance of these living creatures, the zombies shifted their blank gazes in their direction.

The soldier taking the lead took a deep breath, made two hand gestures to his comrades behind him, quickly lifted his muzzle and shouted.

”Fire!”

An orange-yellow light flashed and rifle bullets rang out on the cruise ship's deck.

”Roar!!!”

Howling, the zombies rushed toward the landing soldiers. The two Black Hawks adjusted their angles, the gunners fixed their grenade launchers on the steel staircase providing access to the deck, and pulled the trigger.

Boom—

Steel fragments mixed with flesh filled the air. The staircase was blown into iron slags. The zombies fell back down in an attempt to rush from the bottom floor to the deck. Under cover, the soldiers landing on the deck were divided into two teams and quickly rushed to the stairs.

Under the protection of kinetic skeletons, zombie teeth and claws didn't pose a threat to the Celestial Trade soldiers. The residual T virus wasn't a threat at all to those who injected the E-grade genetic vaccine.

Team A headed to the captain's room and team B began to rescue survivors.

Because of the nature of the incident, the Level Four warning was upgraded to a Level Two warning. Celestial Trade Marines were onboard a small landing ship to provide reinforcements. Jiang Chen glanced at the cruise ship under thick smoke and took the combat video tablet from Ivan.

…

Garrett, a former UA Marine Corps soldier, previously served in Iraq. Like most comrades, he chose to join a private military contractor after retiring. Originally, he considered Blackwater and Trefoil Jungle, but he chose Celestial Trade in the end.

He really didn't want to go back to the god-forbidden place known as Iraq. His dream was to live the rest of his life on the picturesque West Pacific Island and risk his life for Wall Street tycoons and ”gardeners” living in the White House.

What's more, his salary from Celestial Trade wasn't low, and after retiring, there would also be a generous pension.

Unfortunately, reality seemed to differ slightly from his ideal. He not only didn't get any rest, but at the beginning of the year, he was fighting a modern war? He was also then airdropped into zombie-filled Kejia for ”peacekeeping”?

Was this really a military contractor?

Fortunately, the income Celestial Trade provided was great, the high-tech equipment offered great protection, and the military casualty rate was also shockingly low. Sometimes, he couldn't help thinking that the kinetic skeleton he was wearing was far superior to the one from DARPA's lab.

DARPA was known as the the UA Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency, also known as S.H.I.E.L.D. From the Internet to the GPS, they were behind all the technical innovations.

Since he had excellent combat qualities, he was incorporated into the Celestial Trade Rapid Reaction Force after the Moro War. Originally, he thought his days would be more leisurely, but he ended being unlucky once again.

Those damn zombies.

Hell, where did they come from?

He crossed the red-carpeted hallway and made it into the hall entrance. The captain's room was located on the top floor just above the lobby. The power system hadn't been interrupted, and the shortest distance to get to the captain's room was by the elevator. After confirming the route from his helmet screen, Garrett gestured at his comrades to prepare to break in.

His kinetic skeleton activated, and his kick directly busted open the metal gate of the lobby, sending the zombies behind the door flying.