Chapter 970: Chapter 794: The Infected Psychic_3
Several team members were flung out by that brutal impact!
Falling from the helicopter, they crashed onto the chaotic streets below.
Those who landed on the ground barely made a sound before they were directly killed upon impact.
One who fell on the rooftop to break their fall, and another who fell into a crowd of zombies, were ‘lucky’ enough to still be breathing.
They immediately became a self-serve feast for the zombies.
The fully armed equipment on their bodies now became a torment. The zombies’ teeth couldn’t kill them right away, and they kept tearing at them mercilessly.
The injuries from the fall left them unable to even kill themselves, only able to struggle and scream agonizingly.
The situation on the helicopter was also far from optimistic.
Aside from those who were thrown off, a team member immediately began to draw a handgun to prepare for an attack.
However, these well-trained private armed forces, when faced with the man lunging at them, were like kindergarten children.
A casual swipe brought a grating sound of bones breaking.
Turning over a hand flattened a person, sending blood and flesh flying.
The helicopter, under his kicks and punches, began to deform from the inside and then lost control, tumbling towards the ground with a buzzing noise.
The rotor blades struck the nearby buildings first, sending sparks and debris flying, before crashing to the ground.
Yet within these flames, a towering figure stood up, his body smeared with fire, roaring in anger.
His clothes burnt away, he tore them off nonchalantly, revealing a body underneath as tough as black granite, emitting wisps of blue smoke due to the high temperature of the helicopter’s fiery crash.
Luke Cage, a psychic possessing immense strength and bulletproof skin, had become a vigilante after a series of changes and was acquainted with the vigilante Matt Murdock, also known as Daredevil.
Usually, he worked as a cleaner and dishwasher, a job that was considered diligent among black people.
But now, after being infected with the T-virus, that new strain of the T-virus, which had undergone numerous iterations of research, made his metabolism even more vigorous!
His already significant superpowers continued to amplify, allowing him to emerge unscathed from the explosion caused by the helicopter crash!
Looking at the zombies filling the streets.
Luke Cage let out a furious roar, his eyes filled with a savage bloodthirst, and leaped into the crowd of zombies like a bomb, crushing one underfoot and then grabbing another, tearing it in half through the air.
Opening his mouth wide, he poured the shredded zombie remains into his mouth, swallowing them down, devouring them greedily the way one would gulp down dates.
And to him, the zombies filling the streets and the survivors running for their lives already seemed like a buffet, as he plunged repeatedly into the crowd to feed.
On a nearby rooftop, Nick Fury and others, using parkour-like moves to avoid the zombies below, also took notice of this special individual.
A look of gravity appeared on their faces.
“Is this the friend you mentioned? How did you survive his hands?”
Nick Fury glanced at Frank’s arm, which was bitten.
Wow, just bitten and bleeding? Did he still have some sanity and let you off the hook?
“He wasn’t at first; his body has grown by a whole size…”
Frank, looking at Luke Cage who was continuously devouring zombies, had a very unsightly expression on his face.
Matt, although blind and unable to see the carnage, could guess what was happening below by listening to their words and the chaos below, and his face was full of sorrow.
Just then, two sets of Iron Armor swiftly broke through the sky, accompanied by a fleet of military helicopters, as well as New York’s own police helicopters, buzzing as they arrived above Hell’s Kitchen.
Among them, the CNN helicopter seemed oddly conspicuous and eye-catching…
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is the infamous Hell’s Kitchen where we’ve received reports of a horrific biohazard incident, my God! My God! They’re eating people! They’re really eating people!”
On the CNN helicopter, a reporter yelled at the camera, while the cameraman, risking his life, single-handedly held the camera, standing beside the open door of the aircraft, shooting the scene below.
At the same time, they caught on camera the nearby police, military helicopters, and the two sets of Iron Armor.
“But I think everyone shouldn’t worry, the military has responded quickly, and we have Iron Man!”
The reporter zoomed in on Iron Man’s direction.
And Tony himself flew over to the camera, saying
“I’m not great at handling these big scenes; Anbrella’s mess, they gotta clean it up themselves.”
Tony knew the reporter didn’t have good intentions either.
This was a backhanded compliment; if things weren’t handled well in the end, the blame would fall on him, and he didn’t want to take the fall for Anbrella.
At the same time, Tony was also somewhat exasperated, knowing that although vaccine production is hard and the output can’t be increased, he still provided the vaccine to that black guy in advance.
He had also warned about the imminent disaster in Hell’s Kitchen beforehand.
And the results were just rubbish, useless in every way.
Why did he ever trust him, handing over that Bucky to them.
“Oh, you say Anbrella did this? I think, although you have grievances against Anbrella, you can’t just slander them.”