Chapter 545: Mass Release (3/3)

Chapter 545: Mass Release (3/3)

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As Rick stood at the entrance of the tent, his gun drawn, the scene before him unfolded like a twisted revelation. Shane and Lori, caught in the act of betrayal, jumped apart in shock.

"R-Rick?!" She exclaimed in shock.

Lori hastily covered herself with a blanket, her face flushing with embarrassment and guilt. Both Shane and Lori believed Rick to be either dead or still trapped inside the hospital with the military, so his unexpected appearance was a jolt to their senses.

Lori, who had convinced herself that Rick was lost, stood frozen, at a loss for words. Shane, realizing the gravity of the situation, attempted to explain, "Woah! Put the gun down, Rick. It's not what you think, I swear!" He thought could talk Rick down before the situation escalated.

However, Rick remained unyielding, the gun steady in his hand, his eyes reflecting a storm of emotions. "It's not what I think? Really, Shane? I know what I saw. You and my wife were just tearing each other clothes off and..." he froze for a moment, unable to continue that sentence. "We both know that this isn't some misunderstanding, so don't you dare lie to me!"

"R-Rick, it's really not what you think. Just put down the gun and give me a minute to explain, please." Shane stammered, attempting to rationalize his actions. But Rick, fueled by a mix of anger, betrayal, and heartbreak, wasn't ready to lower the weapon or believe a single word from his former best friend.

Meanwhile, the unfolding drama didn't go unnoticed. The survivors, drawn by the commotion, surrounded the area, shocked to see the new arrival, Rick, holding a gun on Shane and Lori.

But what shocked them even more was the revelation that Lori was Rick's wife. As the adults of the camp began to piece together the patterns of Shane and Lori's disappearances, realization dawned... they were secret lovers, hiding their illicit relationship from the rest of the group.

Amidst the tense atmosphere, Shane began to beg for his life, admiring to everything, "Look, you're right, okay? We were doing exactly what you think. Just please put the gun down, alright? Killing me or Lori wont solve anything. You'll only regret killing your best friend and the mother of your child..."

Seeing Rick hesitate for a moment, Lori joined him, pleading with her husband not to kill Shane. "Rick, put the gun down, please..."

However, rather than appease Rick, this plea only intensified his disgust. He had hoped for some semblance of remorse or an explanation that painted Shane as the true villain, but Lori's actions shattered those expectations.

"I trusted you," Rick muttered, his voice laced with betrayal. And just as he was about to lower his gun, unable to kill his best friend, Shane suddenly moved, reaching for something under a nearby blanket.

"!" Seeing this, Rick didn't hesitate anymore and pulled the trigger, the gunshot echoing through the camp. The bullet found its mark, hitting Shane square in the forehead. Blood sprayed out, coating the inside of the tent as Lori screamed in horror at the brutal sight.

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Inside the CDC, the sterile environment of a laboratory stood in stark contrast to the chaos outside. Edwin Jenner, a man in a lab coat with an intense focus in his eyes, worked diligently while his wife, Candace Jenner, lay strapped to a table. The deadly fungal infection had spread across her arm, leaving her in a dire state.

"Edwin, we both know that yon won't be able to-" She spoke, trying to break the news of her inevitable death to her husband, but the man wouldn't listen.

"No!" He shouted, unwilling to even entertain the idea of her dying. "I'll do all that I can to delay the spread while we figure out a way to kill the spores. Don't you dare give up on me!"

As Edwin ran another test, desperately trying to slow the progression of the fungus in his wife, a series of monitors displayed various camera feeds from the outside. The cameras were scattered throughout the CDC, capturing every angle of the compound's exterior.

Edwin and Candace observed the unfolding events with a mixture of awe and shock. The virologists, dedicated to studying the fungus that had ravaged the world, were witnessing something extraordinary. The duo outside, Peter and MJ, moved with a precision and agility that defied the capabilities of a normal human body.

The screens displayed the duo's combat prowess, their synchronized movements a testament to a level of skill that seemed almost otherworldly. Edwin couldn't help but marvel at their abilities, realizing that what he was witnessing transcended the boundaries of ordinary human capabilities.

As the last zombie met its demise, crushed by MJ's baseball bat, Peter, with his katana still dripping blood, looked directly at one of the cameras. With a casual wave, he addressed the unseen observers inside the CDC.

"Yo, do you mind if we come inside?" He asked causally.

Edwin and Candace exchanged a glance, both captivated and perplexed by what they had just witnessed.

Candace, strapped to the table, managed a weak smile. "Edwin, did you see that? I've never seen anything like it. I'm not hallucinating, am I?" She asked. After all, Edwin has been pumping her full of all sorts of medicinal concoctions, hoping to further slow the spread of the infection.

Edwin, though impressed, decided to ignore the odd visitors. "Forget about that, we need to focus on you. We can't be distracted by—"

His words were cut off as the monitors continued to display Peter and MJ, the duo who seemed to defy the very laws of nature. They moved toward the thick and heavy metal shutters at the front entrance.

"What are they doing?" Edwin muttered as he watched Peter bend down and grip the bottom of the shutter. "He can't really think that he'll be able to lift that, can he? I mean, it has to weigh at least a few tons-"

Surprisingly, before the couples bewildered eyes, Peter managed to pull the metal shutter open with ease, lifting it just high enough for them to step inside. ""?!""

A/N: 1669 words :) So... I better get some stones for this mass release... or else... ???? ps- The new story that I started on patréon, I'm Star-Lord, has 4 chapters already, if anyone is interested. pps- I'll be writing 2 extra chapters on patréon today in order to restock from this mass release.

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