Chapter 141 The Catastrophe Begins

The rain only lasted about ten minutes.

People thought it was just an ordinary rain, and even if they got caught, they wouldn't have much reaction, just rushing on and having fun.

Some people also think that rain in summer is very refreshing, so they take the initiative to go out and face the rain, showing an expression of enjoyment.

As time goes by, the areas exposed to the rain become more and more itchy, making people unable to help but scratch them.

But no matter how I scratched, it only became more and more itchy, and I scratched harder and harder.

They didn't stop until they scratched their skin, and the slight pain gave them some relief.

But as soon as they stopped for a moment, the itch suddenly covered them again, forcing them to continue scratching until their flesh and blood were bloody.

Whether it was arms, face or thighs, they were all scratched to a bloody pulp.

An hour later, the skin of these people who had been exposed to the rain turned pale, the muscle tissue on their bodies rotted extremely quickly, and their expressions began to become ferocious.

What's more, the jaw was rotten and couldn't support it and fell down, exposing a large area of ​​oral tissue, which was extremely terrifying.

By this stage, they...no, should be called "it" at this point.

They have completely transformed into black light zombies and are beginning to be interested in new flesh and blood.

The place with the most new flesh and blood is on the street, where people come and go.

As a black light zombie appeared, it bit one by one, and several people were bitten before they could react.

The number of black light zombies spread out at an extremely fast speed in a very short period of time.

Soon, nearly a third of Manhattan had been lost.

At this point, ten hours had passed.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. building.

Nick Fury looked at the information collected by Natasha and frowned more and more. After reading all the information, his eyebrows were almost twisted into knots.

"Did the Environmental Health Organization find out anything?" he asked.

Natasha's expression was equally solemn and she said: "No, no source of infection can be found at all. First of all, we can rule out a biological and chemical attack from another country."

It must be a very scary virus that can infect so many people in a very short period of time.

If it is an artificial release, it is impossible to find the source. There will always be one place where more people are infected than other places.

They never imagined that the source of infection was the rain ten hours ago.

"Immediately send manpower to seal off the infected neighborhoods. If the infected cannot be controlled, then... kill them on the spot!" Nick Fury said solemnly.

Killed on the spot!

Natasha's body trembled when she heard this word.

There are now one-third of the infected people in Manhattan. Even if another third of this third is selected, the number will still be more than 300,000.

"Killing so many people at once will cause panic," Natasha said.

Nick Fury sighed, pointed at the documents on the table, and said: "You must have read the report, whether it is sedatives or other control drugs, they are ineffective against this kind of infected person.

In just these ten hours, more than 500,000 infected people appeared. This is such a terrifying speed. If these more than 500,000 infected people were allowed to spread again, it would be a national and even global disaster! "

After speaking, he also felt that this was a bit excessive, paused, and continued.

"In this way, fortunately, Manhattan Island is easy to seal. Contact the authorities first to seal the island to prevent infected people from escaping. Then we will slowly consider how to control it."

"Okay!" Natasha nodded and asked, "Where's Stark?"

Nick Fury shook his head slightly and said: "He will ignore it for now. The first priority now is to control the infected person, and secondly, find the young man."

The young man he mentioned naturally refers to Mercer.

After he helped Stark, he mysteriously disappeared, and then the virus struck.

Nick Fury felt that this disaster had absolutely nothing to do with him, and the latter had no intention of hiding his face.

Mercer's appearance has now spread all over the Internet. Nick Fury thought of the connection between the two as early as the third hour after the disaster began, and asked people to find relevant information about him.

But all came to nothing. Some said they knew him as his classmate, some said they knew him as his girlfriend, and some said they knew him as his parents.

But after careful investigation, I found that these were all made up by them, and I don’t know what their psychology was.

As a result, the difficulty of detection has also greatly increased, resulting in their inability to send more people to investigate the source of virus infection.

As he spoke, Nick Fury took out a photo from the file in front of him. This was the highest-definition photo taken from the video posted by the spectators at the racing track.

The photo shows Mercer's side face, holding a black long knife in his hand, with a smile on his lips. His face reflected in the firelight is so attractive.

The background is the sky-high explosion flames, and the painful whip locks are in front of you. If you didn't know that this was not deliberately shot, you would have thought it was a still from a blockbuster movie.

Those who pretended to know Mercer were probably doing it to gain popularity and gain some benefit from it.

"I have already used my network. Even the killer world has never heard of such a young killer." Natasha said.

"Well, let's continue the investigation." Nick Fury nodded in distress. He stood up and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery outside the window, "How could this happen?"

"How about... let that person come out to help?" Natasha asked.

"You mean Rogers? How is his recovery?" Nick Fury asked.

"It can't be said that he has recovered at all, because there is no loss at all. His physique is too strong. Even if he has been frozen for seventy years, it has not had any impact on his body functions. He even retains the peak functions of the year."

Natasha admired that she was indeed the only enhanced person in the past seventy years, and her physical fitness was truly the pinnacle that humans can achieve.

"Very good, I'll go find him. Is he down in the basement?" Nick Fury asked.

"Yes, he is here and has been practicing boxing." Natasha replied.

Nick Fury nodded and immediately set out.

Before leaving, he turned back to Natasha and said, "By the way, go find the big guy. It's time for him to stretch his muscles."

"yes!"

…

SHIELD building, basement.

A young man was punching in front of the sandbag and punched the sandbag. This man was none other than Captain America, Steve Rogers, who had been frozen for seventy years.

Captain America remembered that he had been frozen for seventy years, and punched out hard. The heavy sandbag was shaken by his punch.

Remembering that he had been sealed for seventy years, and that all his relatives and friends around him had died, he punched him again.

Then, he remembered the dance he owed to that girl, and his clenched fists crunched. With this punch, dozens of kilograms of sandbags flew out, and sand fell on the ground.

Captain America didn't feel anything bad about this. He turned around and saw a row of sandbags next to him...

He picked up one and hung it up, then punched it one after another.

"What's wrong, can't sleep?"