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

"Haha, it seems that no matter which country or world, there are always little bastards who do all kinds of evil."

"What do you think of this place?" Cheng Tianyan asked: "Think about it carefully, this..."

But Marvin interrupted, "Now I have to go back to the police station to discuss with others how to transfer the nearly 200 people trapped in the police station to you."

Indeed, when Marvin decided to use the lunch box restaurant and the school as new shelters, how to transfer more than 200 survivors in the police station here became a difficult problem that Marvin faced.

Brad and Marvin drove the helicopter back to the police station. Now that zombies were everywhere in Raccoon City, it was not easy for Marvin to safely deliver the 200 people in the police station to the Boxed Rice Restaurant, which was 4.3 kilometers away.

First, they needed to observe the congestion of each street from the air and plan the safest evacuation route;

Secondly, they need to gather enough transportation capacity to transport more than 200 people and various important materials at a time, that is, buses or other large vehicles that can still operate normally;

Thirdly, they had to ensure the safety of the evacuation operation, and they had to consider how to explore the route and how to cover the rear.

Finally, they couldn't just leave. After all, before the police long-distance radio system was paralyzed, all police officers received the message that "all evacuation points except the police station have been lost." If there were still surviving police officers in the city, they would definitely find a way to rush back to the police station.

The police station must not become the burial place of these warriors. Therefore, Marvin has the responsibility to leave weapons and equipment sufficient for self-protection in the police station for those who come later, and to establish a communication channel from the Heya Restaurant to the police station.

This work was enough to keep Marvin and his team busy for the entire night.

Cheng Tianyan did not go back to the police station with them. He was sorting out the pile of items in the underground dock. He even found a pair of smelly socks that he had thrown into the trash can but had not had time to throw away.

He put his nose close to the socks and smelled them, and the smell of sweaty feet that had been stuck in boots for a week or two rushed straight to the top of Cheng Tianyan's head.

"I'm so confused. What's the self-circulating life support system? What's the automatic body fluid recovery device? What's the Creator's technology? Why can't it deal with sweaty feet and smelly socks?"

The "mountain" contains not only smelly socks, but also all kinds of household garbage, such as leftover bones, greasy rags, and unwashed dishes.

Even more exaggerated "garbage" includes the rice cooker, high-fire stove, soup pot, wok, shovel, and the future refrigerator that was used by Cheng Tianyan and was filled with various foods and still fresh.

It was certain that all of Cheng Tianyan's belongings in his residence in the competitive world were basically packed and hidden. This also meant that he had to sort out the pile of items in front of him as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, something might rot over time, and it would be disgusting to clean it up.

But actually, it smells now. Not just like stinky socks, but also like the smell of rotting food in the drain.

Two or three hours later, when Cheng Tianyan was incinerating the collected domestic waste, the walkie-talkie he was carrying suddenly rang.

"Boss, that guy who's darker than Qiuqiu is here again!"

The "guy who is darker than the Qiuqiu people" that Paimon mentioned is naturally Marvin. However, this time he did not come empty-handed, but brought with him the transfer plan and route formulated by the police station.

"Is this road safe?"

"I can't guarantee it," Marvin replied, "but it should be less troublesome than other routes. The problem is that the road in front of the police station is completely blocked, so if we want to evacuate, we can only go through the underground garage of the police station."

"Then let's go!"

"But the door to the underground garage was locked."

"A garage door can stop you? Come on! You are the police!"

"Why can't a back door stop us? Come on! That's a police station, and the garage doors are reinforced with riot gear. What's more, the demolition equipment in the police station was thrown away by the chief a long time ago, and we don't even have the right tools!"

As we all know, the obese chief of the police station has disappeared. Before he disappeared, the bastard not only took away the identification cards of all the police officers, but also confiscated and lost the keys to various locations in the police station.

This resulted in the door of the police station's underground garage being locked tightly at all times. Otherwise, Brad, who went out to seek help, would not have been without even a vehicle.

"I say..." Cheng Tianyan asked Ma Wen, "Could it be that your director is an undercover sent by the enemy?"

Marvin pondered for a moment and replied, "Based on the evidence I have so far, yes."

Cheng Tianyan was speechless. This group of Raccoon City police gave him a feeling of "I am ready to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?" It turned out that this "Your Majesty" was really an undercover sent by the enemy country.

No, to be precise, it should be the undercover chief kept by the enemy in the police station.

"So, you're here to borrow some demolition tools from me?"

Marvin nodded.

"Where are the cars?" Cheng Tianyan asked again, "Have you found the cars to transport the refugees?"

"Thanks to you, the vehicle is ready."

"And then? What else do you need?"

This time, Marvin did not answer, but asked Cheng Tianyan: "If we need to station a small number of armed forces in the police station, what kind of protective equipment can you provide for them?"

“How many people are in a small number?”

"Uh... three or four."

"Life-saving equipment for three or four people... then... we have it!"

Cheng Tianyan brought Marvin to his underground dock without any hesitation, and then Marvin, like Brad, was frightened by the interstellar battleship on the slipway.

After all, the world where Raccoon City is located is still in 1998, not the year 2202 when Gatlantis invaded, nor the year 2552 when they are fighting the Covenant and the Flood at the same time!

Cheng Tianyan ignored Marvin who was staring at the wave-wave cannon patrol ship in a daze, and started searching in the "mountain" on his own.

"I was looking for it just now, how come it disappeared when I was looking for it?"

After a while...

"Found it!"

Marvin came back to his senses from the shock and turned to look at Cheng Tianyan and the messy pile of debris behind him. Then he noticed the four humanoid "mechas" standing beside Cheng Tianyan.

"Mecha? No, no, don't get me wrong." Cheng Tianyan then introduced to Marvin: "These are all brand new T-60 power armors, powered by nuclear fusion, guaranteed to run for thousands of hours!"

Power armor?

This Marvin was not unfamiliar. He had read the novel "Starship Troopers" and had a deep impression of the power armor described in the book. As for the sets of armor around Cheng Tianyan, they did not look as sci-fi as those in the novel. However, the dim light reflected from the surface of these four "tin can" armors did give people a strong sense of security.

“There are so many!”

"A lot?" Cheng Tianyan smiled helplessly, "These things are the guaranteed ones in the lucky treasure box. I have more than 200 sets at most. If it weren't for the good reputation of this thing in the newcomer circle, we would only sell it second-hand for half of the official price, so that it wouldn't fill up the entire warehouse."

After that, Cheng Tianyan added: "If you think these four sets are not enough, I can probably find another 4 sets, but it will take some time."

"No, no, no, that's enough. Any more and the helicopter will be overloaded."

"Actually, this thing is not heavy!" Cheng Tianyan explained, "Its internal skeleton and external armor are both made of super-tension ceramics, and the entire set of armor weighs only over 300 kilograms."

"Thank you very much, that's enough." But Marvin raised his own question: "Since you have such advanced protective equipment, why ..."

"Because these power armors will affect my flexibility. Although their response speed is not enough to slow down the speed of ordinary people, they are still too stupid for me."

Well, Marvin thinks Cheng Tianyan's X is very good. But we are all human, how dare you brag about yourself as if you are superman? Do you think you are Captain America enhanced by super serum?

But since he has provided both equipment and space, let him continue to brag. Bragging will not harm the spiritual civilization of Raccoon City.

Besides, the current Raccoon City is neither spiritual nor civilized.

Not long after, Marvin watched Cheng Tianyan carry more than 300 kilograms of power armor into the helicopter cabin with his bare hands, stack them up, and secure them with cable ties.

Marvin was a little confused. He just felt...

What if! What if the other party really wasn't bragging just now?

"Wait a minute, I'll get some more stuff."

After saying that, Cheng Tianyan turned around and ran towards the small "mountain", and soon returned to the helipad pulling the small cart.

"Two laser Gatling guns, a portable howitzer, and a large chainsword, used in conjunction with power armor, are enough for them to fight their way through the zombie horde."

After moving everything onto the helicopter, Cheng Tianyan also jumped on the plane and flew to the police station with Marvin.

The boss had to go, because he was the only one in Raccoon City who knew how to use power armor. Even if this kind of armor was easy to learn, someone had to teach them how to use it.

On the way back by helicopter, Mei Chengxiang also set up as many as five radio relay devices along the way to ensure the security of communications in the large area between the police station and the Box Restaurant.

Cheng Tianyu's behavior was beyond Ma Wen's expectation. Before this, Ma Wen had been worried about the communication support work. But Cheng Tianyu quietly prepared the communication equipment.

“Why do we need to discuss this most basic security work?”

Right!

Although Cheng Tianyan's personality was somewhat different from the veteran Marvin had in mind, Marvin had to admit that this boss's combat experience seemed to be much richer than he could have imagined.

"Okay, we're at the police station." Cheng Tianyan directed Ma Wen bluntly, "First, send the people you assigned to guard the police station over, and then you go and arrange for the evacuation of the personnel. As for the problem with the back door of the underground garage, once you're ready to evacuate, there will be no problem with the back door of the garage."

0006 Like a prison but very happy

Once a plan enters the execution phase, all kinds of problems will always arise. Even if the plan is perfect enough, you can never guess when a jerk will suddenly jump out to mess with you.

There were no problems with the training for the T-60 power armor. The four people selected by Marvin all had military service experience, and Kevin among them was a well-known sharpshooter in the police station.

These four people were in good health and had normal IQs. It took them less than an hour to master the use of power armor and its accompanying heavy weapons.

Unfortunately, the heavy chainsword was disliked by the four people one after another. They would rather use AR rifles than use chainswords to fight zombies in close combat.

These four people...

Not loyal at all.

As for the "obstacle" that blocked the evacuation of the survivors of the police station - the parking lot gate, it was cut open by the chainsaw sword that symbolizes loyalty.

Sword bearer: Cheng Tianyan.

At this point, the smooth progress came to an abrupt end.

At first, the vehicles parked on the street behind the police station had tire blowouts one after another. Soon after, the observer on the helicopter reported that the zombies were gathering towards the retreat route. Then, Brad, who was driving the helicopter, reported that the helicopter had been shot at multiple times.

"Someone is messing up!"

"I'm afraid it's more than just a disruption." Recalling the white-haired man who had sniped the helicopter from the rooftop, Cheng Tianyan said with certainty: "I'm afraid someone doesn't want you to be rescued, and even less wants you to leave Raccoon City."

In fact, it is not just the survivors of the police station who must die in Raccoon City, but everyone in Raccoon City. Because among the survivors there are not only innocent raccoon citizens, but also surviving Umbrella Company researchers.

Once these researchers escape Raccoon City, the evil deeds of Umbrella Corporation may be exposed to the public. This is something that Umbrella Corporation will never allow to happen.

Therefore, White Hair, who was not killed by the howitzer, immediately conveyed the news of "the existence of heavy firepower individual armed forces in Raccoon City" to the North American headquarters of the Umbrella Group, and the headquarters immediately made a decision.

They will deploy more powerful biological weapons into Raccoon City, and while eliminating all threats, they will also collect actual combat data on biological weapons against small-scale armed forces.

However, the biological weapons laboratory is not close to Raccoon City, and it will take until the early morning of the 28th to reach Raccoon City.

"Before that, do not clash with the police or unknown armed forces." The Umbrella Headquarters ordered: "Nikolai, before collecting enough combat data, you'd better keep your life honestly."

"Tsk, I was planning to continue playing with them for a while."

Nikolai had to give up the ambush plan and leave the police transfer convoy to the zombies he led. But Nikolai was not discouraged and picked up his sniper rifle to fire one last shot at the broken Black Hawk in the sky.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, the inexplicable threat of death made him crouch down suddenly. In a flash, the outer window glass of his hiding place was shot by dense bullets and turned into sparkling glass fragments all over the ground.

"Damn lunatic! When will Dragunov be able to shoot accurately at more than 700 meters?"

On the convoy side, Cheng Tianyan, who had missed the target, immediately cursed: "Bastard, he dodged it again!"

After that, Cheng Tianyan handed the SVD civilian version in his hand back to the owner of the weapons store who evacuated with him. He praised: "Brother, your gun is really good. It can be seen that you have taken good care of it. I have to say that it is a 7.62 full-power bullet, which can shoot far and accurately."

"Actually it's your flower grower's NDM-86." Boss Robert corrected.

But the consequence of his blank shots was not only that the target escaped again. The continuous and loud gunshots attracted a large number of zombies on the retreat route, and they all rushed towards the back door of the police station.

Fortunately, the police station's firepower configuration had already been upgraded. Kevin and another police officer wearing power armor immediately walked to the front of the convoy and pulled the trigger of the laser machine gun in the direction of the zombie tide.

The multi-tube laser launcher immediately rotated rapidly and emitted the laser energy through the muzzle concentrator. Although this laser machine gun had basically no accuracy, it was not necessary to be accurate when dealing with the zombies that were shoulder to shoulder. They only needed to aim the muzzle concentrator at the zombies, and the laser would do the cleaning work.

A zombie might not lose its ability to move after being hit by a laser beam, but if it is hit by lasers continuously, it will be physically destroyed - if it is lucky, it may still have half an arm or a leg, but if it is unlucky, it may only have a pair of pants and shoes, as well as a small pile of inorganic dust that cannot be distilled.

If the laser machine gun overheats, the other two power armor warriors will immediately take over and use the 40mm grenade launchers in their hands to add light and heat to the zombies' night walks.

The tide of corpses either turned into lights or into ashes, illuminating the way to the Box Inn.

The convoy moved forward without any danger. Cheng Tianyan knelt on the roof of the vanguard police assault vehicle, monitoring the surrounding buildings, fearing that the white-haired man who liked to shoot from behind would dare to jump out and cause trouble again.

The good news is that Baimao was frightened by the firepower of the convoy and never showed up again.

The bad news is...

Well, there is no bad news. But there is strange news.

Halfway through the retreat, we suddenly encountered six or seven soldiers in olive green clothes and tactical vests, but they were obviously not regular soldiers. Some of these soldiers were holding M4A1 rifles, while others were using Russian-made AK74s. But everyone looked exhausted and out of ammunition and food.

The middle-aged, muscular soldier in the lead walked towards the convoy with his hands raised high, and shouted at Cheng Tianyan, who was wearing strange bulletproof armor on the roof of the car: "I am Michel Victor, and I am a member of the Biohazard Emergency Response Team under Umbrella. We have been ordered to stop the spread of mutant creatures in Raccoon City and rescue the trapped citizens."

"So you are trapped too, right?" Cheng Tianyan took off his gas mask and asked Michelle.

"Yes, someone misjudged the severity of the crisis. Also..." Michelle shrugged and admitted, "We ran out of ammunition."