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Chapter 474
"Oh my God..."

"What exactly is this?"

"This is, like Lincoln!"

"I remember it was sitting in the memorial hall, why did it stand up suddenly, and..."

New York, BSI's "transhuman" project test base, a picture of Lincoln's portrait was captured by the careful camera on the chest of Washington's test subject.

Everyone in the base exclaimed.

Even Agent Jonathan's face, which had been stern all the time, couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

"What's the matter, doctor?"

The data picture taken from the angle of the small camera is incomplete, and the huge figure of Lincoln is only captured in half of the picture. However, by comparing the floors around the marble statue, Agent Jonathan immediately judged this. The size of the statue.

"I don't know."

Shaking his head, Dr. Wilson obviously didn't know about it.

"However, it can be confirmed that the resurrection of the Lincoln statue definitely has a considerable connection with these spirits active in Washington."

It doesn't need to be said by Wilson, Jonathan can see it himself.

Looking up at the huge Lincoln statue in the video, and the fuzzy blood on the feet of the statue in the panning camera, Jonathan immediately turned around and gave orders to the personnel in the base.

"Send the picture to the Pentagon immediately and dispatch the army."

"Don't forget the soldiers of these 'superhuman' experiments."

On the side, upon hearing Jonathan's words, Dr. Wilson immediately reminded him.

The reason why he was so concerned was not because Wilson was kind-hearted, but because he was worried that the death of the 'superhuman' team would affect the subsequent experiments.

After all, even with the emergency authorization of the president.

Infection experiments of BSI-013 derivatives still require a lot of money and time.

In prisons, not all criminal soldiers meet the experimental requirements of BSI-013 derivatives.

……

"Soldier, your mission has changed."

"From now on, try to survive the danger as much as possible. The federal government has dispatched troops."

Washington, downtown, in front of the Lincoln statue.

The words of Agent Jonathan in the headset gave the 'Superhuman' team a lot of confidence.

They glanced at the huge Lincoln statue in front of them. This existence, which originally gave Americans pride and hope, now fell into the eyes of the members of the 'Superhuman' team, but it was full of despair.

Compared with Jonathan and others, the senses of the members of the 'superhuman' team injected with BSI-013 derivatives have clearly shown signs of developing towards spirits, which is why they were able to attack the spirits that appeared in Washington. The reason, however, is in the eyes of everyone in the experimental subject team at this moment.

The statue of Lincoln that I saw was densely covered with snow-white marble statues, and there were hideous and distorted faces.It is driven by these faces that Lincoln, who is only a statue, will come alive and appear in the center of Washington DC.

This is a phenomenon that the 'superhuman' experimental team has not encountered before.

The spirits they encountered in the past didn't have much will at all, only pure desire to attack.

But now, these spirits not only gather together, but even become active by possessing the statue of Lincoln.

These faces stared at everyone in the 'Superhuman' experimental subject team with staring and distorted gazes of resentment.

Rumbling--

Immediately afterwards, it seemed to be driven by these possessed spirits.

Lincoln, who was standing motionless on the street, raised his legs again, and walked towards the 'superhuman' team with a slow and heavy step.

The steps of Lincoln's statue are extremely slow, but this is only an illusion compared to the huge body of the statue.

In fact, each step of the statue is more than ten meters, so even though it seems to be moving slowly, each step is a big step forward.

"Run!"

Seeing that, in two or three steps, the huge Lincoln statue could walk in front of the 'superhuman' experimental subject team.

Only then did the team members who reacted panicked and scattered around.

They threw away their guns and weapons, and even all the heavy equipment on their bodies, in exchange for the possibility of running a little faster than the people around them.

On the face of the statue of Lincoln carved out of marble, the stone statue stared at these scattered figures expressionlessly, and its white eyes did not change at all. However, if there is a 'superhuman' experimental subject who turns around at this moment, he will see the densely packed figures on the statue. On his face, the look of resentment in his eyes became even more distorted.

Even, if you look carefully, you will find it.

Among these resentful and distorted faces, there were two faces that were very familiar to the 'superhuman' experimental team.

Just those two black 'superhuman' experimental body members.

Rumbling--

Under these distorted faces of resentment, Lincoln seemed to slowly raise his arms, and smashed them on a tall building in front of him.

With the hugeness of the stone statue, a large amount of rubble rolled down from the tall building, and the tall building that lost its support in the next second collapsed instantly with a huge bang.

"Oh shit!"

Hearing the deafening boom, the members of the fleeing 'superhuman' test subject team raised their heads.

The collapsed building instantly magnified in their blue eyes. Looking at the overwhelming reinforced concrete, some team members stopped in their tracks, and only had time to utter a curse.

In the next instant, the entire figure was swallowed up.

The rumbling sound, accompanied by the smoke and dust from the collapse, lasted for about half a minute before it gradually quieted down.The resulting vibration even made half of downtown Washington feel the shaking. People panicked and hid in their homes, silently praying for God's protection.

Standing next to the collapsed tall building, Lincoln stared motionlessly at the interrupted building and the submerged members of the 'Superhuman' team below.

"..."

After a long time, under those distorted and resentful faces, he slowly turned around and walked towards the other side of the block.

"... Zi... Zi Zi..."

With the departure of the Lincoln statue.

I don't know how long it has passed, 10 minutes or more later.

Among the ruins of collapsed high-rise buildings, intermittent signals sounded.

"Soldier, report your..."

"Soldier, hear...please answer...answer..."

"...soldier, hear...immediately..."

In the signal, there were intermittent inquiries from Agent Jonathan.

However, no matter how Jonathan shouted, there was no response from the ruins.

Not far from the contactor, in the ruins formed by a large amount of rubble, the arm of a member of the 'superhuman' experimental subject team was exposed, and a large amount of bright red blood seeped out from the gaps in the ruins.

(End of this chapter)