Massacre in the Dark

"We'll clear room by room and seal those cleared places to avoid confusion," Anton said as he turned on the flashlights on his shotgun. Because they all wore special filtration masks, they couldn't wear night vision goggles, so instead, they all carried flashlights.

Crack!

At that moment, a sound was heard in the security guard's office at the entrance of the building. Anton raised his hand for everyone to step back and took out a knife from his fruit, holding it tightly in his hand.

"Aaaaaah!"

Anton stabbed the figure growling in the heart. The lips of that figure moved a few times; it tried to scratch Anton but couldn't do anything.

While Anton dealt with this infected individual, the other light agents moved among the other departments downstairs and, after a few minutes, shouted, "Cleared! Cleared!"

Rafael quickly started ordering to seal the cleared places, and at that moment, they began to ascend the stairs.

There was a lot of blood visible, but no corpses. Anton could see that they had all turned into bloodthirsty infected, so without saying a word, he opened the way.

The fate of these infected was obvious.

Apparently, a team had entered before with a priest, but none of them had come out or reported anything, and that was due to a bad connection.

Now Anton's team was inside this building with meters that told the people outside their health status at all times to know the mortality of the team and the success rate of the mission.

At that moment, Anton walked very subtly, looking around. He wanted to eliminate the infected one by one to avoid getting into a long battle where many might get confused.

As they passed through the blood-stained corridors of these stairs, Anton had managed to reach the first floor. When he entered the first corridor, he saw a figure standing in the darkness with completely crimson eyes.

Anton suddenly stood still, observing the characteristics of this infection.

If they didn't have flashlights, maybe this infected would have caught them by surprise, but they were all prepared, so now knowing that the cleansing would begin, they all started to fan out.

"Target identified; cover the other areas to avoid being attacked from places we're not watching," Anton informed us before making any other moves.

All the agents began to move, covering the areas where some infected could come out.

Anton, who knew that the moment had arrived, took a step forward toward that man, who was wearing a firefighter suit.

"Arghhhh!"

As soon as this firefighter moved, more figures came out from the other end of the hallway, but having everything covered, these entities were easy to deal with.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Anton fired once, while the agents behind him did the same.

The fate of the bullets was the same, and that was to aim for the head. It was known that shots to the head always caused a great mess, but as they were facing a dark entity, they had to make sure it couldn't get up.

When the shotgun bullet hit the infected firefighter's head, he fell to the ground without the top part of his head.

The infected from the other rooms knew that more people had entered the building.

The silence lasted only a few seconds.

"Arghhhhh!"

Ahhhhhhhhh!

In a short time, growls were heard from the upper floors, making everyone who hadn't fired nervous.

"Zz... in position!"

"Here they come!"

Anton reloaded the shotgun shell he had fired, looked toward the other rooms, and widened his eyes when at least a dozen infected came out.

The entire squad took strategic positions to eliminate the enemy.

"Fire!" shouted Rafael, who kept command at the rear.

Anton, without hesitation, pulled the trigger like the others.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Boom!

The next moment, shots and stun grenades broke the silence of the hotel.

The shots hit the infected, who wanted their blood.