Under Glenn's control, the armed mechanical dog gruntled into the cell door with flashing lights and singing strange music.

In the hazy darkness, the remote-controlled display showed the path of the armed mechanical dog, and the camera installed in front of it recorded the situation in the cell.

Click, click, click.

As if it was the sound of leather shoes rubbing the ground, armed mechanical dogs playing music, and walking in the dark for more than ten meters, Glenn soon saw from the camera, four or five zombies in a group slowly rounded a corner, roaring towards it.

Seeing the steel turtle on the ground, which was just over half a meter high, these zombies all appeared faintly sluggish.

Before they could react, the armed mechanical dog had already adjusted the position of the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the head position of the zombies, and began to shoot fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The muzzle of the gun, which was modified from a short-handled shotgun, erupted into tiny steel balls one after another, directly blasting the head of the nearest zombie into a pile of minced flesh along with the upper body.

This muzzle was Leon's suggestion, and they designed an armed mechanical dog that was not equipped with an advanced auxiliary fire program to accurately hit the enemy, so it was better to use a short-handled shotgun with a large attack range.

As long as the range of the attack is large enough and the firepower is strong enough, it should be able to inflict a devastating attack on these zombies.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Glenn controlled the armed mechanical dog to fire more than a dozen shots in a row, and a large number of steel balls shot out, finally breaking all the small group of zombies in front of him into minced meat.

But the explosion of gunpowder and the ding-dong sound of countless steel balls hitting the wall, like a thunderclap, immediately woke up all the zombies hidden in the darkness.

As the lights of the armed mechanical dogs flickered, dozens of zombies poked out of different corners, as if they were demons from hell, dragging their rotten and dilapidated bodies, huddled together with each other, and pounced on the loudest place.

Outside the cell, Glenn, who controlled the armed mechanical dog, swallowed his saliva, and in the face of this large group of zombies, he directly turned the power of the mechanical dog to the maximum, and while desperately shooting towards the zombie group, he controlled the machine to move towards the door of the cell.

It's not that he's afraid that the armed mechanical dog will be damaged by zombies, but he feels that once the mechanical dog is pressed by these zombies, judging from its wheel structure, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get back from the zombie group.

Glenn controlled the mechanical dog as he shouted to the team:

"Form a shooting formation, get ready for battle, the zombies are coming out soon."

Judy stood beside Glenn with an assault rifle, her eyes fixed on the door of the black hole, and asked:

"Captain, how many zombies are there?"

Glenn was a little scrambling to manipulate the armed mechanical dog, and his voice was not too panicked, and he replied:

"Don't worry, there should be no more than 50 zombies inside, we only need one round of shooting to kill them."

As soon as he finished speaking, in a strange musical sound, a large group of zombies circled the corner in the darkness, chasing an oval metal covered in flesh and blood, and appeared in the field of vision of the Glenn team.

Glenn quickly put down the controller in his hand, grabbed his assault rifle, stood in the shooting line, and shouted.

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill them all. ”

The members of the Glenn team obeyed the order and raised their guns and fired.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The sound of bullets fired from the assault rifles was continuous, and all the team members held their breath and poured their magazines quickly.

Dozens of rifles, hundreds of bullets, and just a minute later, all the zombies that broke out of the cell turned into underground corpses.

Glenn quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he patted Judy's head, who was still immersed in the tension of the battle, and said:

"Don't let your guard down just yet, I'll send the mechanical dog in for a test time, and only after we have completely cleaned up the zombies inside will we complete the task."

As veterans of the Security Department, they are all veterans who have followed Leon on many missions, not to mention other skills for the time being, but about Leon's caution in handling things, these people have learned a lot.

With the help of armed mechanical dogs, it took Glenn Squad nearly three hours to finally empty the entire prison of all the zombies.

To Glenn's surprise, they also found five survivors alive in the prison's public cafeteria, oh, maybe criminals.

In keeping with the Umbrella Corporation's usual cautious and cautious principles, they used weapons to control the five men, tied them all up, and took them to the prison yard.

Judy held her assault rifle and looked at the five men in an open manner.

One tall and one short, two strong black men, a middle-aged white man with a scruffy beard, a thin black man with sinister eyebrows, and a white young man who looked very cunning.

The girl frowned, walked over to Glenn, and whispered:

"Captain, these people used to be criminals, and a few of them didn't look like good people, should we take them in too?"

Glenn also frowned, as a law-abiding citizen, he didn't like these ex-criminals either, but if he was allowed to leave these people to fend for himself, his inner conscience would make him feel uneasy.

But fortunately, he is only a squad leader, not the head of the umbrella company, and when he encounters a problem like this, he still has someone to ask.

Glenn winked at the girl and motioned for Judy to continue guarding the men, while he took out his walkie-talkie and went to a remote place.

"Boss, boss, this is Glenn, can you hear me?"

It was shouted two or three times in a row before the walkie-talkie responded.

"Glenn, this is Leon Custer, what's going on?"

Glenn gave them a general account of how they cleaned up the prison, and then told them about the five criminals.

"I haven't asked them about their experiences, I'm worried that they're lying, and I don't know what kind of sins they've committed in peacetime."

"Boss, what do you think should be done with them?"

The voice on the intercom was silent for more than ten seconds before it continued to come out.

"You continue to stay in the prison, fortify the fortifications inside, and keep the criminals in custody."

"It's expected that in three days, I'll be coming with a team."

Leon's voice had a hint of inexplicability.

"The location of the prison you're in is good."

"It's both safe and discreet."

"It's going to be a base for our umbrella company."

"Stay there and wait for us to come."

Turning off the walkie-talkie, Leon, who was at the umbrella base, had some complicated feelings.

He guessed where the prison Glenn had found was, as a very important location in the plot, where many stories had taken place, and many forces and people had been involved.

At the mention of that prison, Leon's mind couldn't help but roll over many images.

Doge, Hammer God, Sasha, Tara, Terminus.

In troubled times, people are very important, and if he can, he will try to save those who deserve to be saved.

Only when there are enough people will humanity have the strength to re-establish their homeland.