It is estimated that it will not be long before I die, and I don't know how I died, and that "disinfection" really scared me a lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Chendong and Alice, who returned home, were leisurely drinking drinks and eating snacks, and then watched the latest news of the current infection on TV, the windows and doors had already been firmly fixed by the two, and a layer of black paint sheets was pasted on the windows to prevent the corrosive outside from observing them through the windows, why didn't the two continue to help other people? Because after assisting in the Eighth Avenue.

Liu Chendong understands that his strength can't change the occurrence and deterioration of things, he just wants to have a chance to find his parents and understand the root cause of this large-scale infection, and Alice's idea is simpler, she will do whatever Liu Chendong does, and other people care about her, her character has always been very indifferent, even if there is more commission for her before, she will not do it, because she slowly found that she got along "not bad" at this time.

It was already evening, and the sky in the distance was darkening in black, as if hell was coming.

At this time, at the intersection in the center of the city, except for the direction of returning to the city police station for the time being, the other three directions were firmly aimed at the guns of these hundreds of people who were waiting for them.

Not long after, countless "zombies" or "living dead" really lived up to the expectations of these hundreds of people, and were walking step by step from the direction of the three intersections.

When they saw this number, everyone's hearts became apprehensive and uneasy, and all of them were thinking about one thing: "Can we hold on?" ”

The snipers and observers on the rooftops of the surrounding buildings took the lead in attacking, and some of the corruptors who moved too fast and were relatively strong were the first to be shot in the head, because through a day's combat experience, it has been proven that these are more effective than other corruptors, but these "outstanding" corruptors seem to never be able to kill, just eliminate the front row, and then come out again, destroy this direction, and the other direction also emerges, and when the corpse group marches to the best shooting distance for everyone, began to spit out the tongue of fire in his hand mercilessly, and row after row of corrosors fell, and the non-dead corrosors were trampled under the feet of a large number of their kind, and they could only let out a low roar to tell their grievances.

Soon, the corroders who were the first to approach everyone were blown up by the individual mines and touch detonation devices that had been planted in advance, but even if they were blown up to the point of being incomplete and flying all over the sky, as long as their heads were fine, they sang all the way forward, but human beings can't stand this kind of picture, even if most people have experienced many battles before, but in this era of peace for a long time, when encountering such a bloody scene, many people can't help but vomit out the things in their stomachs one by one.

After the firepower decreased, the Corruptors became more excited, their movement speed increased to varying degrees, and the human forces began to suffer casualties. It should be accurate to add another casualty in the back, the troops in the front row were ruthlessly bitten by a large number of corrosives, and the human troops gradually did not have such unity at the beginning, one, two, three until countless people, began to directly turn around and run, or grabbed the parked cars around and retreated, after they ran like this, the people who didn't run at the beginning couldn't stay even more, and the slow runners also retreated to the surrounding high-rise buildings or shops, trying to wait for the corpses to leave and then plan for the future.

But when they retreated like this, the corpses began to occupy Raccoon City in a real sense, as if they were in a no-man's land.

Help, help, this is the 4th U.B.C.S sniper detachment, the ground troops have retreated from the crossroads in the city center, and now the five of us are sticking to the roof of Building F, they are about to break through the roof gate, please send a helicopter to rescue immediately.

Dial-home... We are S.T.A.R.S 2nd Assault Team, the intersection has been breached, there are heavy casualties, and now we are evacuating in the direction of the Municipal Police Station, requesting to be sent to a vehicle or helicopter rescue.

Headquarters, headquarters, we are the U.B.C.S 6th Support Team, Raccoon City has begun to fall in full swing, request to terminate the mission, hey... Hey, can HQ hear me? If you hear it, hurry up and reply.

One after another communication reached Evan's ears outside the city, but he chose to ignore and avoid them, and even directly cut off all signals that could communicate with the troops in the city, and turned on the signal jamming device to prevent the situation in the city from being spread by other channels, after all, it won't be long before the "disinfection" work will begin.

At this time, an obese figure of the city police department was anxiously pacing back and forth in the director's office, this is the current Raccoon City police chief Richard, now the casualties of the police officers in the police department are as high as two-thirds, and the remaining people are less than one-third, but most of these less than one-third of the people are still distributed in other corners of the city. But fortunately, there have been scattered members of the U.B.C.S and S.T.A.R.S squads gathered here one after another, these people are a very powerful force gathered together, and they can form a defense force outside the police station, and many civilians who fled here before were arranged by him to the city hall opposite the police station, and many high-ranking government personnel have long disappeared (they have been secretly picked up by Ambrera), leaving only low-level office staff to take care of these civilians.

At this time, a woman wearing a blue suit, two in front of her was about to come out, with a little smoky makeup on her face to modify her facial features, and two silver-white M9 pistols with guns on both sides of her chest, quickly walked into the director's office, this woman was Jill who had been working for four years.

Pushing open the door of the director's office, looking at the director's chubby way of walking back and forth, Jill couldn't help but burst into laughter, Richard looked at Jill smiling so happily, he could only say helplessly: "Jill, when are you still laughing now, the whole mess of Raccoon City has been thrown on our heads." ”

Jill wiped the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes when he laughed just now, and then replied, "Director, I didn't say you, you could have followed Ambrera's people earlier, and you don't have to take over this trouble now." ”

Richard returned to his seat and sat down, tidied up his clothes and said: "I have been the chief of police for almost twenty years, although I dare not say that I have any great achievements, but at least I am worthy of the more than 700,000 residents of Raccoon City, and now I want to leave them, I will never allow it in my conscience." "They don't know that the real danger is starting and that the Resident Evil will continue to erupt. (To be continued.) )