It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

Orochimaru, Tsunade, and Jiraiya: "???"

At this moment, a big-tongued zombie lurking nearby heard the sound of the chainsaw coming from the hotel and rushed over here silently.

This is a powerful hunter zombie, its tongue is strong enough to attack humans 3 meters away, and its claws are sharp enough to cut through Kevlar bulletproof vests. It only needs one claw to rip the intestines of any prey it has set its sights on, whether it is a civilian or a policeman.

This time, its target was a strong man holding a "Buzzing Sword". The agile hunter leaped up at the speed of thunder and rushed towards the strong man.

then……

"Buzz~Sizzle!"

And then……

A sawed-off shotgun was pressed against the hunter's exposed brain.

"boom!"

The exposed brain was blasted by the 00 buckshot bullet, turning into pudding and splattering everywhere. The lower body pierced by the chainsaw sword was still twitching rhythmically, while the upper body without the head was completely motionless.

"How disgusting." Cheng Tianyan shook off the small pieces of meat stuck to the teeth of the chainsaw sword and complained in disgust: "It blew all over me. I thought it had an energy field on its brain."

"Haha, the boss's skills are really hidden."

In fact, the moment Cheng Tianren made his move, the future three ninjas were shocked by the power and reaction speed unleashed by this sturdy man.

A two-handed saw blade weighing more than 10 kilograms was as light as a kunai in the boss's hand. As for the monster that suddenly attacked, it didn't even touch the boss's body, and its long tongue and body had been sawed in half by the boss.

The three of them firmly believed that the boss alone was enough to protect himself given the attack power of the monsters in this world. They decided to return to the Rain Country.

The three ninjas from the future returned to their original world, but in their hands they were holding the "Dalian Old Soda" that did not belong to this world.

The door of the Box Food Restaurant was once again fixed to the world where Raccoon City was located, and the door was always open to the outside.

There was no way, the system said that the helicopter could only fly from the school yard to Raccoon City if the store door was open. Otherwise, it would fly to the bankrupt coal washing plant.

Now, Cheng Tianyan already knows that the police officer's name is Brad Vickers. He used to be a member of the Special Tactics and Rescue Team of the Raccoon City Police Department.

As for why it was "once", it was because the Stars team had been disbanded and all the members had "graduated". Since the end of July, Brad had been living a suspicious life at home. It was not until the zombie crisis broke out that he mustered up the courage again and returned to the police station.

"The incident that happened at the end of July has not been resolved until the end of September, and it's getting worse and worse." Cheng Tianyan, who was on the helicopter, greeted the zombies on the street with the onboard 9mm grenade launcher, and joked through the helicopter intercom: "Your Raccoon City management is no longer just 'incompetent'. I guess tying a dog in their office would be more effective than them."

"I'm sorry, I'm too timid to investigate the truth of the zombie incident at the end of July like my colleagues did. But I heard from them that this city has long been completely controlled by the Umbrella Corporation."

"Oh! It turns out that he is not too incompetent, but too corrupt!"

"Yes!" Brad couldn't help but sigh: "This city is really too corrupt."

"It's so rotten that the corpse has opened its mouth to bite people! This is probably the legendary capitalist society where people eat each other!"

But while the two were chatting, flying, and cleaning up the zombies...

"Ding!"

A small crack suddenly appeared on the glass of Brad's port side observation window, and two seconds later, gunshots were heard.

"It seems that someone doesn't want Raccoon City to be rescued!" Cheng Tianyan smiled and told Brad: "At 10 o'clock, the tallest building 900 meters away! A bastard with a head full of white hair fired a gun."

Brad immediately adjusted his direction and flew towards the attacker's location. At the same time, he asked anxiously, "What if we get shot down?"

"Unless that white-haired guy has a machine gun with a caliber of 20mm or more, there's no way he'll be able to penetrate the helicopter's titanium armor."

"So advanced?"

"Nonsense, I bought it and modified it with my own money!"

Brad, who was sitting in the driver's seat, couldn't help but look back at the burly man in the cabin. He felt that what his boss said was right, after all, there was a space battleship parked in the other person's "hangar".

"No need to stop, just keep 200 meters away from the building and fly close to it."

It was not until the helicopter was less than 500 meters away from the building that the white-haired man on the roof realized that the other party had already discovered him. Seeing that the helicopter was getting closer and closer, the guy didn't want to fight anymore. He just dropped the sniper rifle in his hand and ran towards the staircase.

But the 40mm high-explosive grenade exploded on the roof before him, and the flowers bloomed one after another. Just a few seconds later, the roof had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

As for the white-haired one who escaped...

"I don't know if he's dead or not!" Cheng Tianyan shrugged. "The damn high-explosive grenade smoke is too thick. I can't see the situation on the roof at all."

"Then should we fly directly to the police station?" Brad asked.

"Go ahead. He's lucky to be alive. Let him live a little longer. Next time you see him, kill this sniper."

Brad also said with lingering fear: "When I was hit by the bullet in the porthole just now, my heart almost jumped out of my throat."

"That only means your throat is still too small."

"that's true!"

……

Meanwhile, Raccoon City Police Department.

As the number of police officers killed continues to rise, Ennerdale Street, where the main entrance of the police station is located, has long been in a tough battle with insufficient manpower and shrinking defense lines.

The police officers who were lucky enough to survive didn't understand. They had clearly cleared the zombies on Ennerdale Street yesterday. But starting this afternoon, a large number of zombies suddenly appeared on the street and kept attacking the defenses on both sides of the main entrance of the police station. Where did these damn monsters come from!

"We can't defend the street anymore!" An older patrolman yelled at other police officers and armed citizens, "Retreat immediately, return to the police station, and defend the main entrance!"

Fortunately, the zombies' legs and feet were not very flexible, and everyone was used to fighting and retreating. So when they retreated to the police station, no one fell, and no one was bitten. Those melodramatic plots or plots that were used too much by screenwriters and novelists did not have a chance to be staged.

Just as they closed and locked the large iron gate of the police station and were planning to use the iron gate as a barrier to establish the last line of defense, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky.

The police officers looked up and saw a Black Hawk helicopter flying right above the police station. The surviving police officers immediately cheered excitedly:

"It's support! The National Guard's support has arrived!"

But some people with better eyesight found that the helicopter that arrived did not belong to the National Guard at all. Because the helicopters of the National Guard would not be painted in desert camouflage, nor would they spray the helmets of ancient Greek Spartan warriors on the aircraft as their team emblem.

But no matter whether the helicopter belongs to the National Guard, at least it represents that there are still people willing to support Raccoon City and the police department.

Then, the police officers heard a loudspeaker voice coming from the helicopter: "Everyone get down immediately, we are going to use grenades to clean up the ground!"

Grenade?

The crowd dared not delay and fell to the ground one by one. At the moment they fell, the sound of grenade explosions rang out from near to far on Ennerdale Street.

By the time the ammunition box of the launcher was emptied, there were no more zombies standing upright on the street outside the police station. Even the long tongues mixed in with the zombies and many monsters that looked like frogs and lizards were torn to pieces by the grenades.

"So, basically, human fear comes from insufficient firepower."

Brad, who had seen the power of the howitzer's continuous fire, frowned and muttered to himself: "Since the zombies are so vulnerable to the army, why is the army..."

Upon hearing the question, Boss Cheng gave his own answer: "I suspect some of the top executives don't intend to be human beings!"

"You mean... they deliberately didn't rescue us?"

"I prefer to suspect that this is a social experiment conducted by your Federation."

"experiment?"

"To test how long a small city can survive the spread and attack of biological weapons with only limited resources."

Brad believed it. After everything he had seen and heard during this period of time, and all the experiences he had, he had to believe it!

Although Cheng Tianyan's suspicion was sensational enough, Brad didn't know that Cheng Tianyan knew of at least dozens of similar social experiments!

It's just that those experiments all took place in North America after another nuclear disaster. But the two worlds have one thing in common, that is, both continents are controlled by a federal government called the "United States".

Brad's worldview was completely shattered. He paid his taxes on time, he served in the military, and he even fought for this country overseas. But the federal government was probably using his life as a social experiment!

Soon after, the helicopter landed steadily on the empty road in front of the police station's main entrance. Of course, if you ignore the broken limbs on the ground, this place is indeed quite empty.

But the moment Cheng Tianyan, wearing bulletproof armor, a bulletproof helmet and a triple-protection mask, jumped out of the cabin, all the guns in front of the main entrance of the police station were aimed at him.

Because Cheng Tianyan's outfit not only makes him look more like a monster than a zombie, but also looks particularly fascist.

Fortunately, Brad stepped in in time and advised everyone to "take it easy." The other police officers then stood up and said that it was their fault and that they were "too nervous."

"Why are there only two of you?" Patrolman Kevin, who had failed to be admitted to Stars after taking the exam several times, asked Brad: "Where are the others? When will the other reinforcements arrive?"

Unfortunately, all Kevin got was a sigh from Brad.

"Except for him..." Brad pointed at Cheng Tianyan, "there are no other reinforcements for the time being."

"Why 'temporarily', what does that mean?" another patrolman also asked.

"Because there is still a possibility that they will have a change of heart and send troops to rescue you."

The police officers all shook their heads, indicating that they did not understand Brad's riddle.

Cheng Tianyan took off his mask and comforted everyone, "It doesn't matter whether you can understand or not. At least you don't have to worry about weapons anymore!"

After that, Cheng Tianyan took out a box from the cabin. When everyone opened the box, they saw brand new rifles neatly stacked in the box.

Although the amount of ammunition Cheng Tianyan brought this time was not enough for them to fire at the zombies wantonly, these weapons and ammunition were enough to solve the urgent problem of insufficient firepower in the police station in a short period of time.

Inside the police station.

"No way! The director is missing and the deputy director is killed!"

Chief Marvin Branagh, the patrol team leader, shook his head regretfully and told Cheng Tianyan with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, I'm the only one left in the police station who can still be called 'chief'."

Cheng Tianyan, who was not wearing a helmet, patted Sheriff Marvin on the shoulder and encouraged him: "You have held on until now with all your firepower. Your command ability deserves recognition! But..."

"But I know." Sheriff Marvin sighed again, "Given the architectural layout of the police station, with our limited manpower, if we don't get any reinforcements, it's only a matter of time before we lose the city."

"So, have you ever thought about moving to another place and holding on for a while?"

"Change a place?"

Brad nodded and urged Marvin, "Move to a place that is both more defensive and closer to the southern highway out of the city!"

"Is there such a good place in Raccoon City?"

"Just got it!"

0005 From the Police Station to the Box Restaurant

"Traveler, look!" Paimon pointed at the cartoon character on the screen while holding his phone. "The protagonist of this 'Beng Shen' looks like you!"

The traveler looked at the little man on the screen and couldn't help but tilt his head, gradually falling into a vortex of doubt.

Unfortunately, the traveler didn't have much time to be confused. Not long after he was trapped in the store, he was pulled out by a "rumbling" sound coming from outside the store.

"It's the boss, the boss is back!"

Paimon immediately quit the game and floated out of the hotel before the travelers. Then, Paimon saw a black object jumping down from the helicopter that had just landed.

At this moment, Paimon once again recalled the fear of being chased by the Hilliard thugs.

"Traveler, help!"

Then, the traveler who rushed out of the hotel bumped into Sheriff Marvin who came to investigate.

"Wow, it turns out he's not a Hilichurl thug!" But Paimon asked in confusion: "But why is he darker than the Hilichurls?"

Fortunately, this was outside the hotel, there was no simultaneous interpretation system provided in the store, and Marvin could not understand languages ​​other than English. Fortunately, "Black Lives Matter" was not popular in this era, so Paimon's life was saved, and there was no sudden rush from the hotel with a group of Homo sapiens holding banners that could not determine the race or gender of the human beings.

Sheriff Marvin made a surprise visit to inspect the hotel's accommodation and safety. At least before conducting an on-site inspection, he would not believe the nonsense that "that place is not in Raccoon City at all, and there is no danger."

There is naturally no need to worry about the accommodation space. The "apartments" and teaching buildings in the backyard of the hotel are large enough to accommodate more than 2000 people.

All the school buildings are located within a 3-meter-high masonry wall. All windows on the first floor of the two "apartment" buildings are equipped with tensile security nets. Even the entrances and exits of the buildings are equipped with tensile security doors of the same style.

What the hell!

What kind of "former school" needs such crazy protective measures!

However, Marvin didn't know that this level of protection measures was nothing compared to the Northeast Technical School around 2000. Rather than saying that these anti-theft measures were to prevent thieves, it would be better to say that they were to prevent some of the little bastards in the school from continuing to commit suicide.

"Even though this is in Raccoon City, there is no need to worry about the safety of the building. Because the school is quite old, there is no double exit design. In addition to the main entrance leading directly to the playground, there is only a small door that violates school regulations and leads to my hotel."

"So, if we use this place as our base, we only need to focus on defending the main entrance of the school and the restaurant. What's more convenient is that the main entrance of the school and your restaurant..."

Cheng Tianyan shrugged and continued with a smile: "As you can see, they are very close. There is no need to worry about the problem of the defense force being too dispersed. Moreover, the two defense forces can support each other, which is perfect for you who are seriously insufficient in defense force."

"But I don't understand." Marvin asked frankly, "Why is this place, which was once a school, built like a prison?"

"Then do you think there is a possibility... that is, maybe... this place was once more difficult to manage than a prison?"

At that moment, Marvin thought of the public high schools in some immigrant communities in Arizona and New Mexico.

Those places...