Chapter 117: The Homeland Project

HX-3-2 (New Holland is the name of Australia, the world line in 1672), just when the ruling official was worried about how to open up the people's wisdom.

In HX-3-1 (a post-nuclear Resident Evil world), the simultaneous clean-up 'Homestead Project' was officially implemented.

After the T-virus absorbed the radiation energy and mutated dramatically, a new twisted biological chain was born.

Giant one-legged flying creatures spray flames across the sky.

Strange and aggressive plants wield steel-tough vines to hunt down creatures that pass by.

There are groups of hard-shelled monsters the size of wolfdogs on the ground, and a trace of cockroaches can still be found.

The scattered probes clearly showed how many terrifying monsters lurked beneath the seemingly calm ground.

Not far from the forest, three human survivors were covered in rotting flesh, patiently lurking.

"The taste of cockroach meat is disgusting to eat, I must catch a fire mouse today!"

"El, be quiet, let them hear the movement, and don't think about eating today."

The angry glare of his companion made Al obediently close his mouth and lie down again, patiently waiting for the lone prey.

A fire rat unknowingly broke away from the large group and walked not far from the lurking three, and the carefully selected downwind outlet and the cover of rotten and stinky meat made the fire rat not notice anything unusual.

"Oh, look at this cute little one! Its meat must be very tender! ”

"Shut up, is the piece of Rudge ready?"

"Don't worry, John, I've chosen the best piece of blood."

The fire rat obviously smelled the smell of fresh meat, and its scarlet eyes watched vigilantly for a moment before cautiously walking near the piece of meat.

Seeing that the fire mouse had swallowed the piece of meat, the three of them did not rush out, but waited patiently for a while, and the anesthetic prepared by the doctor in the gathering place was put into the calf-sized fire mouse after a long three minutes.

Once the fire rat is down, the trio need to kill it as quickly as possible, taking the parts of the body that are most conducive to chewing before the smell of blood attracts more dangerous monsters.

"Hey! What should I say! I said I would definitely be able to eat fire rat meat today! ”

The joy of catching the prey makes Al's shouting cute.

John glared at Al and pretended to complain to Raki, who was busy with his head, "Al, this guy..."

Raki took the time to smile as he busied himself with his work, "In this damn apocalypse, thanks to Al, we won't be so depressed, won't we?" ”

John grinned and patted Ratchet on the shoulder, and began to take the piece of meat that Lacey had cut to Al who was downwind.

Al was standing by the pot of boiling water, taking the pieces of meat handed by John and throwing them into the pot, while carefully taking a salt bag from his underwear pocket and pouring some salt into the pot.

"We're running out of salt." Al looked at the salt bag that had bottomed out, and a look of distress flashed across his grinning face.

The huge noise of maintaining production in the industrial area attracted the attention of many monsters in the early days, and every two years they stopped production under pressure, and such fine salt could only venture to the city to find it, so to speak, every grain of salt was exchanged for life.

"John, why don't we go to the salt drying field by the sea?" Al stirred the pieces of meat as he spoke.

John shook his head, "I'd rather venture out into the city than trouble with those horrible monsters by the sea." ”

"Those huge creatures don't necessarily pay attention to us, do you remember the kid who lives next door to us? He got a whole bag of sea salt from the salt shop last time! A backpack! Al's envious saliva was about to come out, "With that bag of salt, he changed three boxes of canned luncheon meat!" Oh my God, three boxes of luncheon meat! ”

Although everyone knows that the military has stored a lot of war food in peacetime, there are too many mutant monsters in the wild, and it has taken countless sacrifices in the past three years to figure out the mutated environment around the gathering place, and further away is too dangerous for vulnerable humans.

John sighed, leaving Al there to fantasize, and walked back to Lachey's position, and after three trips back and forth, John estimated the time and said to Lachey, "Okay, let's go, don't do the rest." ”

Rudge didn't raise his head, "John, there's still enough time, let me cut another piece, just one piece!" ”

John reluctantly looked at the corpse of the fire rat that still had half of the fire rat left, gritted his teeth and dragged Lache away, "There is not enough time, there is not enough time, Lache!" ”

John was right, there was not enough time.

Just as the two of them returned to the downwind to hide, the monster that smelled the blood broke out in a scuffle at the fire rat.

John watched the brutal fight, patted Rage on the shoulder, and crawled away against the ground.

Rage looked at the food that should have belonged to them fiercely, disappeared into the tearing of the monster, and the entire internal organs twitched in distress, "Damn monsters, hold you to death!" ”

Just as the three of them gathered in front of the pot to clean up the pieces of meat, there was a sudden thunderous sound in the sky.

"It's going to rain?" John's face changed when he heard the thunder, this is not the time before the end, at this time, a thunderstorm will reduce the visible vision to a very dangerous distance, in the land where monsters are rampant, it is very fatal to encounter a thundershower.

"Quick! Throw the pot here, grab the pieces of meat and let's go! John whispered to the two of them to speed up.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and even Al, who had always been very aggressive, was silent and shut.

Rage was the first to climb out of the pit, but suddenly froze in place, his head raised high and his mouth wide open.

John pushed Lachey, his tone a little anxious, "Lachey, what are you doing!" Let's go! ”

Rage turned his head in silence and pointed to the sky overhead, "It doesn't seem like thunder." ”

John obviously trusted Lachey very much, and when he heard Lachey say that it wasn't thunder, the anxiety in his heart was reduced a little, and he looked over Lachi's shoulder with some curiosity, "It's not thunder, it's what... My God, what is this! ”

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Half an hour ago, the orbit of near-Earth space outside the atmosphere.

Huge warships traverse the starry sky, and dense clusters of 'eight-bladed' unmanned aerial vehicles surround the huge warships, like killer bees guarding the hive.

General Xie, the commander of the 'Homeland Project', stood solemnly on the bridge of the flagship command ship, and the powerful voice of Hua Xu, the war brain, sounded in his ears, "General, the fleet is in place and ready to attack at any time. ”

General Xie stretched out his hand to activate the communication connection, and his figure appeared in front of everyone in the fleet, and he whispered, "The spirit of all things in the past has fled from home like a lost dog. ”

The power armor was ready to go, and he raised his head to listen to General Xie's words.

"It's all because of our mistakes."

The wordless silence spread, some people bowed their heads in shame, and some people silently clenched their fists.

"The once beautiful planet under our feet is now twisted and ugly."

The military aircraft opened the hatch, and the power armor walked in with nimble steps.

"Now we're back, to make up for the mistakes we made."

Vehicles laden with power armor rained down into the atmosphere.

"Today, we want to reclaim our homeland!"

With a thunderous thud, the landing capsule crashed into the ground, and the black power armor walked out.

"The filth! It will be cleared! ”

Looking at the pair of scarlet eyes that were shocked in the depths of the forest, the muzzle of the Gauss rifle in his hand began to flicker with dazzling electric arcs.

"That's twisted! It will be corrected! ”

At the end of the line of sight, one landing capsule after another fell from the sky with flames, and a roar resounded through the sky when the hatch opened.

"Take our home! Give it back to us! ”