Raccoon City after the Container...

It's deserted...

It doesn't look like hell at all.

Of the 50 areas designated by General Ross, this is the A1 area, where both zombies and corpses have been cleared, and survivors have been transferred to outposts.

However, in the process, 230 Mi soldiers either directly hit the streets, or also joined the ranks of zombies.

After that, General Ross contacted the Continental Hotel in New York, and was going to spend money to continue cleaning up the other areas.

Upon entering Raccoon City, Leon immediately ordered Ernis to order 300 killers to form a standard assault formation and respond to attacks from any direction at any time.

The 60 men in Group A did not even draw their guns, each carrying two bundles of spikes that were almost taller than themselves, pushing an oil drum, and moving forward cautiously.

Group B, with 240 men on the periphery, marched at the same speed as Group A with weapons with silencers, always on high alert.

You can only walk, the sound of the engine of any vehicle will lure the zombies out in advance, and the helicopter may be shot directly by the tyrant with a bazooka.

Although the area has been cleared, there is still the occasional activity along the way.

First of all, there are scattered zombies, which may be fish that have slipped through the net in the cleanup, or they may have swam in from other areas that have not been cleared.

Slow to move, and doesn't know how to hide, he is basically shot in the head by the killer with a gun with a silencer as soon as he bubbles.

The dust of power in the body is one to two times more than that of ordinary people, basically between 30 and 50.

The second is the residents of Raccoon City, who managed to escape from other areas and are running towards the exit.

When I saw the killer's team, I thought it was a rescue, and immediately stepped forward to shake hands and treat him, with tears in my eyes.

Although it was the military's job to protect the survivors, Leon touched a little girl's head, pulled out a piece of chocolate and put it in her pocket, instructing her to continue walking in the direction of the container.

In addition to zombies and survivors, there is also a very unique existence in Raccoon City.

Thieves, robbers, gangsters, and all of them African-American.

They sneaked in after the outbreak of the Raccoon City crisis and took advantage of the chaos to participate in zero-dollar shopping activities in major shopping malls.

Wherever there is a commotion, they are there.

As the team walked, every now and then a zombie with dirty dreadlocks in Armani wearing a Rolex and seven or eight Hermès bags around his neck would pop out of the corner.

The money is still there, but the people are gone.

In the United States, these people really can't be provoked when they are alive, and they will take out the shield of racial discrimination at every turn to do evil, but you still have no way to deal with him.

And now... Hehe.

A headshot.

Carefully killing thirty-four zombies along the way, the team passed through Sector A1 and entered A2.

The picture immediately changed.

In the streets and alleys, next to the cars, and behind the shop windows, zombies are wandering aimlessly in groups of three or five.

Their eyesight is poor, but their sense of hearing and smell is far superior to that of normal humans, and as soon as the team approached, they immediately turned their heads and whimpered.

The twisted bodies were entangled, and the faces were hideous and mutilated, and it was really oozing to look at.

It's just that... The speed is called a slow one.

Old ladies with Parkinson's disease are faster than them.

When Ernis received Leon's instructions, he immediately gave the order.

"Free Fire!"

The newcomers immediately trembled and shot wildly.

'Puff puff puff! ’

'Dust of Power +30, Dust of Power +50, Dust of Power +30...'

Tongues of fire from silenced guns were everywhere, and everything that could move was twisting and falling to the ground as far as the eye could see.

Zombies only know how to whimper and crash into the muzzle of the gun, and it is easier to hit them than to hit the target.

Soon, the corpses were laid on the ground.

Although there is no risk, there are too many zombies, and at this rate, it will take at least a month to clean every building, every apartment, and every basement in this area.

Such an area... And 50 more...

But it won't work if you don't clean it up, not because General Ross asked for it, but... In the future, when facing a tyrant, a safe retreat route may be required.

But it doesn't matter, Leon has already thought of a quick and thorough way to clean up.

"Slow ahead."

At the sound of Ernis's order, the team continued to move slowly, stepping on the corpses of the zombies, and walking towards the center of the A2 area.

The zombies encountered along the way have all become ghosts.

Finally, a five-storey apartment building came into view.

This is exactly the place that Leon carefully selected after reading the map of Raccoon City.

He wants to set a trap here and take out the zombies within a radius of 12 kilometers at once.

Looking down from the sky, the building is in the shape of a 'hui', surrounded by an enclosed building with only a two-storey doorway leading to the pool in the middle of the building.

In tactical language, this is a pocket formation, an excellent place to ambush.

And the pool is the best slaughterhouse.

"Disperse, clear the building, set traps."

Hearing the order, the killers of Group B divided into groups of three, checked the rooms in the apartment one by one, and killed the zombies as soon as they saw them.

At the same time, Group A jumped out of the pool and began to lay a slaughter trap.

A hole punch is used to punch deep holes in the bottom of the pool, and then the two-meter-long spikes are fixed vertically to turn them into barbs.

Then, there's the bait.

Oil drums are placed on the edge of the pool, and with a single kick of the lid open, the contents are dumped into the pool.

For the time being, everything is going well.

"Almost, rest for a while, and then get to work."

Ernis said and sat down beside Leon.

Trembling in a mosquito-like voice, he said, "Brother... I'm afraid. ”

"Afraid of what?"

"What else can I be afraid of... I'm afraid of death. Ernis's voice was like that of a girl.

"Cut, then you can hand over the command to me later, and say that you want to see the strength of the Los Angeles killers or something, and then just hide and watch."

"That's afraid, haven't you seen the video that came out, some monsters with brains outside the body, a barb will fly in front of you, and with a flick of your tongue, your head will be separated."

Ernis is talking about a biological weapon called the Predator, which is extremely fast and can fly far away compared to ordinary zombies.

Li Ang saw that he was so frightened that he couldn't pretend to be forced anymore, and sighed: "Forget it, I'll give you a baby." ”

As soon as Annis heard it, he became excited: "What baby??? ”

Leon closed his eyes for a moment, and a bracelet with a strange metallic luster appeared on his hand.

Fatal Injury Transfer Bracelet (Manufactured by the Auxiliary Combat Tools Factory)

When the user wears a bracelet and shakes hands for a minute, a Dimensional Mark is planted in the user's body, and when the user is fatally injured, the injury is transferred to the bearer of the Plane Seal.

Dust of Exhaust Power: 3000.

Note: The Fatal Injury Transfer Bracelet is a one-time consumable item that will permanently expire once the Fatal Injury is transferred.

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Recommended ticket, monthly pass, thank you!

A new round of PK has begun~~~