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Chapter 688 Died on the Charge! (Third Update!)
The hoarse voice, coupled with the stench emanating from him, caused the researchers in the elevator to immediately distance themselves from Allen. They stared at him, their eyes wide, and asked:

"You didn't actually eat it, did you?"

"..." Allen remained silent. He didn't know how to respond to these guys with wildly imaginative ideas, but considering how enthusiastic they were, he decided not to let them have their wildest ideas.

Silence is the best answer.

The researchers increased the distance between themselves and Allen, exchanged glances, and then began to divide the tasks.

"Give me the items, I'll take them to be disinfected, and you can take him to get it dealt with."

"I'll go get him some clothes!"

"I'll get someone to disinfect it! If we're slow, all the bacteria cultured this time might die off."

Amidst the commotion, they clearly divided their tasks. One of them approached Allen and said, "Follow me. Whatever you do, don't go near those doors or the corridor."

"It wouldn't be good if you left bacteria, viruses, or other random things on the hallway."

Led by this person, Allen once again entered the stairwell, circled around it, and the two appeared in the freight elevator area. They went upstairs via the freight elevator to the washroom.

After entering the bathroom, the other person kindly turned on the hot water. As soon as he turned around, he saw Allen flashing him a set of white teeth.

And that set of white teeth made the researcher realize that the person in front of him was not his colleague at all, but someone he had never seen before!

He instinctively wanted to scream, but the next second, a foul-smelling hand covered his mouth:

"I'm sorry, I just want to know a little bit. If you agree, I can be quiet. If you don't agree, then I'll have to resort to violence, understand?"

Allen's eyes were icy cold, making the researcher in front of him tremble. The researcher stared back and nodded slightly.

With this action, Allen also released his hand from covering the other person's mouth.

After letting go, the researcher asked his first question: "How did you get in here?"

He asked this question without any panic; on the contrary, he seemed quite excited.

Instead of answering his question directly, Allen crossed his arms and asked, "What is the corpse you just mentioned?"

"A biochemical virus? Or some kind of secret research?"

After asking the question gently, Allen reached out and grabbed the stainless steel handrail on the washroom partition. He took a deep breath, pulled hard, and the stainless steel handrail, which was fixed to the partition with screws, was pulled off by him.

And then, right in front of this researcher, he was brutally bent by Allen.

Upon seeing the horrific state of the stainless steel handrail, the researcher immediately fell silent, then quickly added, "The body was just delivered this morning; it's said to be someone who had been injected with some kind of drug."

"Professor Robbie is in charge of all of this; we are only responsible for testing and analyzing the requirements they put forward."

"The laboratory is on the third basement level. You need to go up to the fifth floor first and then take the private elevator down from the fifth floor."

After saying a few words, the researcher raised his hands high: "Don't kill me!"

"I won't kill you, but I need you to sleep for a while!" Allen smiled, raised his hand and slapped the researcher on the neck. The researcher's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

After knocking the man to the ground, Allen quickly washed himself, changed into the researcher's clothes, took his ID card, and instead of going directly to the 5th floor, went up to the 3rd floor first.

As soon as Allen entered the third floor, he noticed that the atmosphere was quite different from that of the second and first floors. As soon as he walked into the corridor, he felt the serious atmosphere. On both sides of the corridor were armed security personnel.

There is one elevator on each side of the elevator shaft, and another one at the fire escape stairwell.

In the corridor, there was a person every 30 meters or so. They stood there like wooden stakes, staring straight ahead, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them.

Wearing a mask and holding a folder, Allen took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and slowly walked to the other side of the corridor.

The fire safety diagram on the first floor shows that the fourth and fifth floors can only be accessed from the other side.

At the end of the road, a large elevator appeared before him.

To the left of the elevator door were the access control and buttons. Allen took a deep breath and reached for the access control with his work card.

With a beep, the elevator doors opened.

There are three buttons inside the elevator: 3, 4, and 5.

Allen pressed the button for the fifth floor without hesitation.

Although what the other party said might be a lie, I have no other choice but to act recklessly. Only by finding those medicines as quickly as possible and drinking some of them can I have a chance of survival.

The elevator arrives at the 5th floor. After exiting the elevator, the floor plan of the 5th floor is right across the street.

On the stairs leading to the third basement level, in the middle of the corridor, Allen, carrying a folder, naturally walked towards the middle of the corridor, observing the surrounding surveillance cameras as he went.

Seemingly to prevent such information from leaking out, the corridors were clean except for the elevators; at least, in Allen's enhanced vision, he didn't see anything resembling surveillance.

As soon as I walked over, the two heavily armed security guards standing at the elevator entrance turned their heads away:
“Researcher Eds, you’re here to do this…”

As soon as the question left his mouth, Allen knew he had been exposed; that researcher didn't have the authority to come here!

He has no choice but to give it his all now!

He ripped the plastic folder in his hand apart with a swift motion, and the two pieces of plastic became the sharpest blades in his hand. In the next instant, he threw them out like two flying knives, instantly slicing through the necks of the two security guards.

The moment the plastic sheet was thrown, Allen pounced forward, slashing the necks of two security guards. They didn't die immediately, but instead clutched their necks, stared wide-eyed, and hissed.

Allen, who rushed forward, didn't give them any extra time.

The left punch deals high damage, while the right punch deals high damage.

One person took only one punch and then fell completely still.

He immediately crouched down and searched the two men, but unfortunately, he didn't find the key card. He cursed under his breath and quickly stripped the equipment off the two men and put it on himself.

Arming himself to the teeth, he took over from the two men and guarded the door.

Fortunately, Jehovah was gracious and did not make him wait long. After about 10 minutes, the elevator dinged and the doors opened, revealing several older researchers inside.

The researchers were stunned when they saw the people outside. Just as they were about to ask why someone was lying on the ground, Allen rushed into the elevator and knocked them all to the ground with a punch each.

He snatched the key card from the other person, swiped it to open the elevator, and pressed the button for the third basement level.

As the elevator descended, and just as Allen waited excitedly, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his fifties, who had been knocked over, suddenly uttered a few low voices from the corner of the elevator:
"Elevator number 3, enemy in sight!"

As Allen listened to his deep voice, he noticed a small microphone hanging on the left side of the man's shirt.

exposed!
After he finished speaking, the man lying in the corner looked up and saw Allen staring at him. A look of fear crossed his face, and he was about to shout when Allen pointed the gun at his head.

"goodbye!"

With a gunshot, the elevator dinged, and the doors opened to both sides. Instead of the usual corridor, there was another partition door, flanked by two security personnel. Both were armed and, upon hearing the gunshot, simultaneously turned their heads.

Allen was ready to fight in the elevator. The moment the two men turned their heads, his gun was already pointed at them.

Without hesitation or delay, the trigger was pulled all the way down.

If you have something to say, talk to my bullet!
The combat skills he had used years ago were recalled by his body at this moment, and the two M4 carbines seemed to have no recoil, spraying bullets wildly in his hands.

After taking care of the two men with a few bullets, Allen turned around and kicked the closed elevator door hard. The not-so-strong elevator door was bent by the kick, completely blocking the elevator and cutting off the escape route for the others.

After bypassing the security gate and obtaining more bullets from the two men who had just been eliminated, Allen continued forward.

The gunshots had startled the other people in the lab. They curiously peeked out and were stunned to see someone with a gun in the corridor and bloody footprints in the distance.

This is Fort Detrick!

Fort Detrick, America's most heavily guarded Level 4 biological laboratory, where even a fly flying by would be cleaved in two.

This……

Confused, the researchers in these labs turned and ran in the other direction, wanting to get away from this madman no matter what.

Save your life first!

Instead of pursuing the researchers, Allen fired two symbolic shots and then carefully examined the contents of their research.

I didn't look closely; I just stood in the corridor and glanced at it briefly through the glass.

At first, there were only mice and monkeys, but later he saw several people.

He stared at those people for a while, then took a deep breath, forced himself to turn around, and walked to the other side.

In the labs ahead, he saw more people, and more people taking things apart.

He also saw some familiar things on the labels next to these people.

Anthrax live injection...

Plague live injection...

Seeing these things reminded Allen of what America's officials had said in a publicly released news report.

Fort Detrick holds the key to humanity's future and is dedicated to eliminating viruses!

However, the people in the lab, and the disassembled parts, didn't look like they were there to eliminate the virus.

He sighed, kicked open the laboratory door, and pointed the gun at the people inside who were still busy with experiments.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!

After exchanging greetings, the trigger was pulled, and the researchers, who hadn't even realized what was happening, were all killed. The bullets flew everywhere, shattering all the test tubes and glass bottles around them.

The person being tested, strapped to the operating table, saw the person at the door, smiled, and mouthed a message.

"kill me!"

Allen smiled, pulled the trigger, killed the person on the operating table, and turned to continue walking forward.

This time, more researchers emerged from the lab after the gunshots rang out. This time, Allen didn't stop; instead, he pointed his gun directly at them.

The trigger was pulled, and a massacre unfolded dozens of meters underground.

Deep inside the laboratory, the gunshots startled Robbie, who was analyzing drugs. Before he could even ask anything, several researchers rushed over: "Professor Robbie, someone has broken in! They're killing anyone they see!"

These words, taken together, left Robbie both shocked and furious.

This is Fort Detrick.

This place is one of the most heavily defended places in America. How could anyone break into it?

What are the security personnel doing?
Surprised, he quickly turned around, his eyes darting around as he scanned the incubator next to him.

At that moment, a bold idea sprouted in his mind.

He wants to balance the accounts!

Instead of wasting time and effort on research and then trying to improve others with the final results, it's better to improve yourself at this crucial moment!

"If you're going to do it, do it!" Robbie took a deep breath and shouted to the researchers beside him, "Shut down the lab immediately! Notify security and have them stop them to prevent them from damaging the lab!"

"quick!"

At his command, the researchers who came to report, as well as the researchers in the laboratory, immediately got to work and began to tidy up the site.

Robbie pushed the insulated box and walked out as fast as he could. He didn't rush to the storage room on the bottom floor immediately, but instead pushed the insulated box and ran to the other side.

He ran and shouted, telling the others to retrieve Adria's body.

Both were on the third basement level, and the commotion they deliberately created quickly attracted Allen's attention.

As he approached the commotion, security personnel arrived at the scene.

The two sides began a protracted battle.

Although the security personnel had a numerical advantage, Allen's purpose in coming here was to die and also to cause destruction. The security personnel, in turn, had to consider the surrounding researchers and laboratories when fighting.

For a moment, the two sides were at a stalemate.

Allen knew very well that the stalemate seemed to be in his favor, but in reality it was in the other party's favor.

Because he had no backup or ammunition, once captured, he would face endless surgeries and experiments, and even if he died, he would be skinned and dismembered.

With his mind clear, he naturally took out a lighter and started to light it.

Setting fires everywhere.

The confined space and abundant oxygen allowed the flames to spread rapidly, and the fire suppression system began to take effect, starting to spray water.

Under the cover of thick smoke and water, Allen charged toward the security personnel in a death charge.

The guns seized on the road were pulled to the limit, and bullets rained down like a storm.

He charged forward so fast that in the blink of an eye, he had crossed the corridor where the two sides were locked in a stalemate and rushed into the group of security personnel.

Seeing these people, he smiled, revealing his white teeth!
(End of this chapter)