Chapter 12: The Terrible Villagers

Wu Chun was standing at the door of the cabin, the situation in the house was unobstructed, there was no one in it at all, but the pool of blood on the ground, as well as the bloody trap, all proved that Ling Nai had existed.

Thinking that the toothed dog beasts just now seemed to be wandering lazily after they had eaten enough, an extremely terrifying thought appeared in Wu Chun's mind. Don't......

"I'm so stupid, Reina must be fine, the death of the official team member will deduct evolution points, and get a hint, now there is no hint to prove that Reina is still alive, she must have escaped. Wu Chun patted his head and muttered to himself.

"Lingna, Lingna, did you receive it? Where are you?" Wu Chun immediately turned on the badge's call function, but unfortunately he didn't get any response for a long time.

Wu Chun's ears suddenly heard the sound of a car losing control, accompanied by the screams of men, violent collisions, and gunshots.

After carefully identifying the direction, Wu Chun saw the passage not far away, and recalled the scene at the beginning of the original work in his mind.

Because of some clues, Leon, a secret investigator who came here to search for Ashley's whereabouts, came to this small village with two local policemen, and when he first entered the village to inquire, he was attacked by the owner and was forced to kill the owner to protect himself.

"It seems that the plot has begun, so I have to look for Leon first, and if Reina escapes, she will definitely look for Leon, and the fat man should do the same. I hope everyone is okay. Wu Chun walked towards the forest passage not far away.

"Damn it, who the hell are you! Stop, or I'll shoot." In front of a house at the entrance of the village, Leon looked at two villagers, a man and a woman, with shovels and agricultural forks, and scolded.

Leon was a little baffled, everything was still normal, until he was suddenly attacked by his master at the villager's house behind him, and it seemed that everything had become wrong, and the car that had brought him was gone.

"Biedong, I'm going to shoot!" Leon raised his voice and raised the P229 pistol in his hand.

"Hey, hey!"

All they received was an eerie sneer from the villagers, and their continued approach.

Sou!

The aunt in blue used the fork of the agricultural fork in his hand to Leon, Leon had no doubt that the agricultural fork would leave three blood holes on his body, he quickly dodged sideways, and shot at the aunt in blue, this shot was extremely accurate, hitting the opponent's hand, the agricultural fork was knocked to the ground, and then Leon stepped forward and kicked the aunt in blue to the ground with a swing of his right foot.

Another old man's shovel smashed into Leon's head, and Leon had no choice but to shoot at his target.

Syllable!

Leon shot the old man in the head, and the man fell to the ground and died.

"Damn, what the hell happened to them? What the hell happened?" Leon muttered as he looked at the old man's body on the ground.

"Be careful!" a female voice came, and at the same time, Leon also felt the wind behind him, and subconsciously bent down, whoosh!

Two shots in a row, this time it was not Leon who shot, but a fashionable and sexy beauty not far away, and the two shots knocked down the blue-clothed aunt who sneaked up on Leon.

The woman who shot was blue-eyed and brown-haired, holding a pistol in her hand, and looked at Leon carefully, Leon, as the protagonist of several generations in Resident Evil, is indeed a handsome guy, with blonde hair and a middle part, wearing a casual leather jacket, with confidence on his face, giving people the feeling that he is that kind of cool handsome guy.

Elena smiled slightly: "Don't thank me. ”

"Who are you? What the hell is going on? What about the two policemen I just brought here?" Leon asked, looking at the other man warily.

"You can call me Elena, well, here on a mission, the two policemen who brought you here seem to have been killed, and this place is full of fanatical cultists. Elena said with a smile.

"Elena, you mean they're all cultists? I'm Lyon. Sensing that Elena really had no ill will, Leon put away his pistol and crouched down to investigate the condition of the body.

Looking at Leon in front of her, Elena chuckled: "Mr. Leon, you are also here to track down the cultists?"

"Well, no, I'm here for someone. With that, Leon walked up to Elena, took out a picture and handed it to her: "Have you ever seen this girl?"

In the photo is a blonde girl with a yellow short vest, looking delicate and cute, it is the heroine, the president's daughter Ashley.

Elena looked thoughtful and shook her head, "No." If I see it I'll notify you, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. After saying that, without waiting for the other party to respond, Elena walked towards the village.

Elena's appearance is forced to be helpless, if she doesn't make a move in the situation just now, Leon is likely to be injured or even killed, although this is not very likely, but there is still in case, this is not what she wants to see, the task is just to protect Leon and Ida to break through the village, and it is more convenient to protect secretly. Otherwise, the casual use of the ability will definitely make the characters in the plot suspicious.

Leon watched Elena's figure disappear, shook his head helplessly, put away his pistol, and walked towards the village.

Inside the village, near the center of the village, Lyon took refuge behind the corner and looked out at the small square in the center of the village not far away. Along the way, several houses were empty, but all the houses were neatly furnished, and even the stoves were still hot, as if everyone had suddenly disappeared, and at this time I finally saw people in the central square of the village.

The village is typical of European retro style, with pointed roofs and attics, many of the houses are still wooden, most of the houses are relatively shabby, and you can see all kinds of domestic animals here, it is hard to imagine such a backward place in Europe.

To Leon's concern, the people in the small square in the center of the village looked strange, and their movements seemed somewhat mechanical. Leon pulled out his binoculars and looked at the central square.

Leon saw the villagers piling firewood in the center of the square, huh? What was that?

There seemed to be a person hanging from a wooden pillar in the middle of the firepile, and Leon magnified the magnification of the telescope, and finally saw that a young girl was hanging from the wooden pillar.

The girl has a white retro shirt and a red skirt on her upper body, she is about seventeen or eighteen years old, her right foot is bloody and obviously injured, and the girl's eyes are closed at this moment, but judging from her slightly undulating chest, she should have just fainted.

"What do they want to do?" Leon remembered Elena's words, and a terrible thought appeared in the cultist's mind, "Do you want to burn that girl?"

As soon as he thought of this, Leon, who was full of justice, immediately took action, took out his pistol and rushed out of the corner, and quickly moved towards the central square.

"Awaluna!" one of the villagers noticed the sudden appearance of the stranger, pointed at Leon and shouted, his voice alarmed all the busy villagers, and for a moment, the villagers immediately surrounded Leon.

Most of the villagers are armed with weapons, all of which are farm tools, farm forks, shovels, sickles, nail rakes, etc., although they are agricultural tools, but they are unambiguous in killing people.

"Looks like it doesn't make sense with you!" Leon muttered to himself, with an extra grenade in his hand, not an ordinary grenade, but a flashbang.

Squeak!

With the explosion of the flashbang, a strong and sharp sound echoed in the ears of the villagers, who all covered their faces and stopped moving.

Taking advantage of the temporary incapacity of the villagers, Leon rushed to the woodpile, fired his pistol, and his accurate marksmanship directly broke the rope that hung the girl. He took the girl in his arms and prepared to leave.

Unfortunately, the villagers came to their senses faster than Leon expected, and he had barely taken a few steps before the villagers had already surrounded him again. Leon, who had the girl in his arms, couldn't fight at all, so he could only slowly retreat until his back was against the cold wall.

The villagers' eyes were a little glazed, and gradually closed the encirclement, and the nearest young villager had already raised his scythe in his hand and pounced on Leon.

Knowing that the words of deterrence were completely ineffective, Leon put down the girl and supported her with one hand, took out a pistol in his right hand and began to shoot at the villagers.

Bang bang!

The villagers besieging Lyon were shot and fell to the ground, and it seemed that a dozen or so villagers could not threaten Lyon.

"Awaluna!" shouted again, the doors of nearby houses opened, and a large number of villagers rushed out of the houses with weapons in their hands, rushing in the direction of Lyon.

"Damn, is this the welcome ceremony?" Leon's heart was half cold when he saw this amount.

What made Leon even more chilling was that several villagers who had been knocked down by him with a gun earlier actually got up again, and the bloody bullet holes on their bodies did not affect their movements at all, and their appearance reminded Leon of zombies infected by the T-virus.

"Are cultists like that?" Leon muttered to himself, skillfully changing the magazine with one hand and pulling out a grenade.

"Taste this!" Leon tossed the grenade forward.

Rumble!

The grenade exploded among the villagers, and a few villagers who were close to it immediately played trapeze, which blew up dozens of villagers. But that's just the tip of the iceberg, and as the villagers keep arriving, Lyon's situation becomes more and more dangerous. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that Leon still has an unconscious girl.

Taking advantage of the route cleared by the grenade explosion, Leon put his left hand around the girl and moved backwards with half dragging, Leon kept shooting while retreating, and entered the house.

Strange to say, the villagers did not chase quickly, but slowly approached the circle, and some of the villagers even flashed like they were when Leon aimed their pistols at them, and even dodged the bullets. It was because of their slow speed that Leon managed to retreat into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Leon put the girl aside, looked around, and reacted quickly. He first pushed the dining table against the doorway, then pushed the wooden cabinet on the side of the wall to the window.

After doing all this, Leon changed the pistol to a magazine and checked the girl's injuries.

"Hey, hey, wake up!"

Leon's screams were ineffective, the wound on the girl's leg was deep, and the blood had coagulated at the moment, Leon took out the spare bandage he had with him, and carefully treated the girl's wound.

The villagers outside kept banging on the doors and windows of the house, and kept shouting in the local language, and the doors and cabinets by the windows kept shaking, and it seemed that they could not support it for long.

At that moment, the bell rang one after another, and the room became silent at once, and Leon, hearing the footsteps fading away, immediately leaned over to the crack in the door and looked out.

I saw that the villagers who had surrounded this room all threw away their weapons and turned to look at the most majestic building in the village, the church, and the next moment, everyone walked towards the church-like building at the same time.

"It's service time?" Leon muttered to himself, looking intently outside, not noticing a figure on the second floor of the room slowly descending the stairs.

Seeing that the villagers were gone, Leon breathed a sigh of relief and pushed open the table that blocked the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Leon saw a man standing in the doorway, holding a pistol pointed at him.

Syllable...... Gunshots rang out.