The Only Player in Infinite Terror

"Boom!"

Before the group could finish killing the zombie dogs and continue forward, a loud bang came from the side of the hall. A fist the size of a sandbag pierced through a concrete wall several tens of centimeters thick.

The giant fist, encased in a metal gauntlet, retracted, followed by a second, third, and fourth punch.

As the enormous fist slammed into the concrete wall, dust fell from the ceiling, and the lights flickered on and off, giving Ling Qi and the others the illusion that an earthquake had struck.

Soon, a huge gap was blasted in the wall, and a giant more than two meters tall appeared on the other side of the gap.

Its massive body was completely wrapped in a tight black military overcoat, and it wore a top hat, with only a gray, wrinkled, dead face showing.

Although it was slightly shorter than the previously evolved giant reptile, it exerted an even greater sense of oppression on everyone.

"The T103 Tyrant is the company's most satisfactory mass-produced biological weapon to date," Ling Qi said leisurely, introducing the uninvited giant to everyone.

"Knock knock knock!"

Without any further words, the tyrant charged towards the crowd.

Although they are a single entity, their imposing presence is like that of a thousand troops.

If it's in a narrow place like a corridor, the mercenaries will most likely not have time to focus their fire on it and will be slapped to death by it at close range.

As a veteran player, Ke Lingqi had long anticipated when the Tyrant would appear, so this spacious hall was the place he had carefully chosen for the final battle.

In fact, when he first started playing and had no experience, he even encountered the worst situation in the horror movie "Resident Evil 1".

That time, several zombie dogs suddenly appeared in front of the squad, Tyrants flanked the squad from the side, and a horde of zombies pursued them from behind.

In the end, apart from him, Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie, everyone else died in the encirclement, which can be described as a perfect start that turned into a complete disaster.

In a sense, this is what a wise person should do.

"Volley formation! Open fire!"

Without hesitation, Captain Matthew, the black leader, shouted and sprayed bullets at the tyrant's massive body with his automatic rifle.

A barrage of fire from more than ten guns, creating a "metal storm" of hundreds of bullets, can instantly shatter concrete walls and turn ordinary cars into sieves.

Normally, no living thing in nature can survive such a metal storm.

Almost instantly, the tyrant's bulletproof military coat, which could withstand small-caliber bullets, was torn to shreds by the powerful impact of the bullet storm!

Some of the 7.62mm rifle bullets were blocked by the Tyrant's thick skin, while others broke through the skin's defenses, leaving bloody blooms on the Tyrant's body.

Its charge was halted by bullets, its head drooped and it remained motionless, its bulletproof military coat torn to shreds, and its exposed body riddled with bullet holes.

It appears that it has died from acute metal poisoning.

Captain Matthew, the black man, breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, as long as it was still a carbon-based life form, it was impossible for it to withstand bullets.

However, Ling Qi knew very well that with just a dozen rifles and pistols, without rocket launchers, he couldn't end the tyrant's life.

"Don't let your guard down. You guys need to reload quickly. The biological weapons that the company dares to sell for 120 million US dollars each are not that fragile. What happened just now was an appetizer."

Ling Qi took a deep breath, preparing to face the second stage of the BOSS: "The bulletproof military coat on the tyrant is not to protect the tyrant, but to restrain the tyrant's power, so that the company can control them."

"Once the restraining military overcoat is destroyed, the tyrant will be completely freed and evolve into a super tyrant!"

"Oh my god! One hundred and twenty million US dollars each?" Kaplan cursed as he reloaded. "Damn Commissioner Smith, the American world is so corrupt! Could this thing even cost half a million US dollars to make?"

"Who knows? Anyway, the price of the Tyrant was this on the price list I saw last time." Ling Qi shrugged and said, "It's not its problem that you can't afford it, it's your problem."

"Besides, $120 million a piece is not expensive at all. It has been the same price for many years. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open. Our Umbrella Corporation has a hard time."

"I've been with my mentor Marcus for so many years, and I know better than anyone how our Umbrella Corporation came to be."

"Every day when I open my eyes, there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in so many research bases with their mouths open, so the company is under a lot of pressure."

The black captain Matthew glanced at Ling Qi's face, which looked at most in his twenties, and hesitated to speak.

Could it be that... even the esteemed founder of the Umbrella Corporation, Mr. Marcus, employed child labor?

He then thought again, considering that America has its own unique national conditions and a long-standing tradition of using child labor, no wonder Ling Qi became a director at such a young age.

Although he is young, he has a long tenure. He might even be the number one or number two employee of our Umbrella Corporation.

This explains everything; the whole system is now complete!

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Ling Qi watched Matthew's dark face change repeatedly, wondering what he was thinking.

However, he didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Because, with a heartbeat as strong as a war drum, the tyrant, who had been motionless, suddenly did a sit-up.

Its body suddenly grew taller and larger, and its muscles swelled and bulged rapidly as they turned black. Its two large hands also mutated into huge claws!

If the previous tyrants still looked somewhat human, now, unless someone is blind, no one would mistake such a monster for a human.

The mercenaries, of course, wouldn't just stand by and watch the tyrant transform; bullets rained down on its now enormous torso.

However, the rifle bullets that were previously very effective could only barely squeeze into the bulging muscles of the Super Tyrant after hitting it. The Super Tyrant, hit by the bullets, didn't even flinch.

Only by hitting the huge heart exposed in the chest cavity can the tyrant be barely brought to a brief moment of stun.

After transforming, the Super Tyrant stood up. With a twitch of its muscles, the copper bullet was squeezed out of its body and fell to the ground with a crisp, clanging sound.

"Can we win?" Zheng Zha swallowed hard, muttering to himself unconsciously.

Can these people really defeat such a monster?

"We will win," Ling Qi declared confidently.

The Super Tyrant roared and continued charging towards the crowd.

"Alternate firing, aim for the Tyrant's heart in its chest to stun it and interrupt its charge. Pay attention to the reload rhythm, don't stop," Ling Qi instructed while raising his pistol to fire.

The mercenaries, who had been somewhat bewildered by the tyrant's exaggerated behavior, immediately felt reassured upon hearing this.

Yes, Ling Qi, as a senior executive of the company, must know the tyrant best. Since he is not afraid at all, he must have a way to deal with this monster!