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

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"Were you the ones who led the zombies here?" Cheng Tianyan asked again.

"what?"

"There's a guy with a head full of white hair who likes to shoot black guns. Is he with you guys?"

Michelle frowned when she heard this, then admitted frankly, “Yes.”

"That white-haired guy not only shot at our tires, but also led the zombies over here."

Michelle snorted coldly and told Cheng Tianxiang: "The white-haired man you mentioned is most likely Nicholas, a sinister guy. We were almost killed by him on Park Street behind the City Hall. He reported that there were a few survivors in the City Hall and asked us to lead the nearby zombies as far south as possible. He also claimed that the firepower near the police station was enough to eliminate the zombies."

Mei Chengxiang spread his hands and admitted reluctantly with a dark face: "At least he didn't lie. We are indeed capable of dealing with a zombie swarm of more than a thousand."

“But we were the ones who led the zombies here.” The afro guy behind Michelle joked, “We even lost several of our men to trouble you. If you hadn’t made so much noise, we wouldn’t even know how to get away.”

Hearing the voice, Michelle turned around and glared at the man with the afro.

"Carlos, a sloppy guy." Michelle introduced him. "A former guerrilla who spends all day wandering around in the rainforest."

"Your hairstyle?" Cheng Tianyan pointed at Carlos's afro and asked, "Aren't you afraid that your brain won't be able to dissipate heat properly and you'll get a heat stroke in the woods?"

"Actually... I'm quite scared." Carlos scratched his hair and answered with a little embarrassment.

Cheng Tianyan returned to the topic and asked them: "What are you going to do next?"

Several UBCS mercenaries were silent. At this point, they didn't know what to do. Compared to continuing to carry out suicide missions, they wanted to survive. But giving up the mission meant that they would not only not get a penny, but might even be burdened with huge debts.

"Are you planning to join us temporarily?" The top commander, Sheriff Marvin, jumped off the assault vehicle and said to several people, "We are short of manpower. Although there are still more than 20 surviving police officers, most of them were responsible for administrative work before the crisis broke out.

Although some of the surviving citizens have military experience, their number is too small and only enough for stronghold defense. So we need more armed personnel to cooperate with us to continue the rescue operation in a few hours. "

"Rescue?" Carlos asked in surprise, "At this time, you are still thinking about rescue?"

"We are police officers, and this is our duty," Ma Wen said seriously.

"Okay, my Delta team and I have decided to join you temporarily." Michelle said in a serious tone, "Until we are out of the danger zone or die in battle."

Marvin and Michelle saluted each other.

But then, Marvin stopped Michelle and her group from getting on the bus. His reason was simple: before they got on the bus, he had to make sure they were not infected.

Michelle and the others were tactful enough to take off their shirts and pants to prove that they had no bite or scratch marks on their bodies.

At this moment, Ben Bertolucci, a famous reporter from the Raccoon City Daily, suddenly jumped off the bus and shouted to Marvin: "Check their eyes and gums! In the early stages of infection, the infected will have symptoms of yellow spots in the eyes and bleeding gums!"

Fortunately, the eyeballs and gums of several people were normal, so Marvin allowed them to get on the car.

"You have been tricked by the Umbrella Protection Team."

Bertolucci said this when Michele passed by him.

The convoy did not gain nothing in the second half of the journey. As Marvin said, the survivors scattered throughout Raccoon City were still stubbornly resisting the zombie invasion. And the police officers who were sent out of the police station to perform their duties were not all killed.

The two surviving policemen and seven other survivors successfully met the convoy, and more than ten minutes later, they arrived at the Laokuangxiao Box Restaurant, which was known as "Outer Heaven", with the convoy.

Then, some survivors living nearby asked Marvin their questions: This should have been a large wasteland waiting to be developed, so why did it suddenly become a small restaurant and a prison-like building complex behind it?

but!

They are so lucky to have found a shelter comparable to a prison at a time like this!

0007 It's about saving lives, not killing them

The Box Restaurant appeared in a Raccoon City location that was anything but golden.

This place is located near the logistics cargo port in the southeast area of Raccoon City. Otherwise, there would not be such a large piece of undeveloped wasteland.

This place is definitely a street corner. But there is also an advantage to being near the street corner. Not only is it very close to the highway, but the population is also far less dense than in the city center.

There just so happens to be a logistics transshipment port near this street, which means there must be a lot of used containers nearby!

What can containers do, you ask?

Needless to say, they are used to build temporary fortifications! Haven’t you seen in the TV series "The Walking Dead" that the villains often use containers as walls and gates?

“But I don’t think you need to do this.” Cheng Tianyan said frankly: “With zombies of this level, let alone breaking into my hotel, they can’t even scratch the glass of my hotel.”

But Marvin said: "We are wasting time building a fortification that only looks useful, mainly for the sake of making it look useful."

"Who are you and your partner here with?"

"You should understand that the survivors need to make themselves safer." Marvin smiled helplessly, "Even if it only looks safer."

"What then?" Cheng Tianyan asked Ma Wen: "How do you plan to send these people out? This place is very close to the highway out of the city."

"But sending them out rashly may kill them."

"Because of epidemic prevention issues?"

Marvin nodded and said worriedly, "I'm afraid that those who escaped from Raccoon City...will be directly rendered harmless. I have to talk to them, whether it's the military or the National Guard. Before they are ready to receive and prevent the epidemic, the best place for the survivors is only here. This is responsible not only for them, but also for places outside of Raccoon City."

After saying that, Ma Wen took out a bulging document from the assault vehicle and handed it to Cheng Tianyan.

Cheng Tianyan weighed it and confirmed with Ma Wen: "4 yuan covers the survivors' food and accommodation for the next three days, right?"

"Yes, I'll leave these to you. As for the cost of weapons and ammunition..."

"Weapons and ammunition, I don't care." Mei Chengxiang shrugged and said, "I can't use those things anyway. But you have to pay attention to the fuel problem of the helicopter. I only have airplanes, but no aviation fuel. If you can solve the fuel problem, don't forget that there is a Mi24 in the yard that can be used!"

Marvin drove to the highway with his deputy. His top priority was to contact the outside world, especially the military, to find out the military's attitude towards the survivors in Raccoon City.

Outside the hotel, the police and mercenaries were still building fortifications. Kevin, who was wearing power armor, was responsible for moving empty containers from afar, while others were responsible for fixing the containers and raising and reinforcing the defense line.

Michelle was studying a modification of the AK-74M that he had never seen before, while Carlos was secretly drinking a soda. Brad once again examined the helicopter's bullet-riddled windshield.

In the hotel, policewoman Rita and several survivors who were in good spirits were helping Cheng Tianyan wash rice in the kitchen. The traveler was in charge of the school's small boiler room, providing hot water that could scald a person's skin. Paimon fell asleep in the duty room of the boiler room, enjoying the warm residual heat.

In the newly renovated apartment, the washed-up survivors finally regained their memories of life. Some of them fell asleep quickly, while others came to the Heya restaurant to provide some help within their capacity.

Raccoon City time, September 1998, 9, a little after 27 pm.

Marvin returned to the Hedian Restaurant after being away for more than half an hour. However, unlike when he left, when Marvin returned, there were dozens of military vehicles following behind his car.

"The military is finally willing to send support?" Cheng Tianyan asked.

"Sorry, no." A National Guard officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel told his boss: "In fact, the only order we received was to defend the intersection."

"In other words, you are disobeying orders and acting on your own?"

The lieutenant colonel nodded.

"So, apart from you guys, Raccoon City won't get any more reinforcements?"

"For now...indeed."

"Where are your heavy equipment?" Cheng Tianyan asked, "Armored vehicles, wheeled combat vehicles, road clearing vehicles?"

The lieutenant colonel shook his head and said bluntly, "Only Humvees and troop transport trucks."

"Where's the number of people?"

"I have three battalions (900 men) of troops here. The two battalions (600 men) stationed on the east side of the city road can also cooperate with us. But the north and west sides are guarded by the army, and we cannot command them."

"What about weapons and ammunition?"

"Less than a base number." The lieutenant colonel said helplessly.

(Author's explanation: The base ammunition for infantry units generally refers to 40 rounds of pistol bullets; 300 rounds of assault rifle bullets; 1000 rounds of squad machine guns; and 4500 rounds of general-purpose machine guns.)

"That is to say, you have 1500 people, no heavy firepower equipment, no air support. Each soldier only carries less than a basic amount of ammunition."

"Yes."

Marvin frowned and told the lieutenant colonel: "You can kill up to 45000 zombies. But judging from the population of Raccoon City, the number of zombies in the city is far more than 45000. Although the deputy director killed at least 40000 zombies before his death, but..."

Cheng Tianyan followed up Marvin's words and said bluntly, "But if you just rush into Raccoon City like this, it will be like sending your heads in. Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Bring the commander from the east side here and discuss an attack plan with him. Since your men have already disobeyed military orders with you, don't waste their lives in vain."

After that, Cheng Tianyan asked again: "By the way, do you have fuel for the helicopter?"

Unexpectedly, the other party actually had it. Not only did he have it, but he also had a lot of it!

The only drawback was that these soldiers not only had helicopter fuel, but also a lot of individual combat rations, and they didn't have much money.

but……

It is not impossible to exchange unopened soldier rations for lunch boxes.

Although Cheng Tianyan's disgust for individual rations is no less than the degree to which the Chinese people hate the national football team in 2023. But you can't resist the high price and too much stuff in the US military's individual rations!

It's all military expenses anyway, and the soldiers themselves don't care. So it's not too much to exchange this pack of individual rations for a set of casual lunch boxes, right?

As a result, the small lunch box restaurant had more than 100 hungry mouths to feed.

As for why there are more than 100 mouths instead of more than 900, the main reason is that the Heyan Restaurant can only provide white rice as the staple food for the time being, while most soldiers prefer to eat flavorful risotto or fried rice.

Secondary reasons were that some people claimed they did not like Chinese food, or "I hate MSG", and "Chinese food is not clean, military rations are more hygienic."

"Eat it if you want, you idiots, making it seem like I only know how to cook Chinese food."

Then, these more than 100 guards happily ate white rice, General Tso's chicken and three fresh Northeastern delicacies under the envious gaze of others.

What? You guys want to eat too?

Sorry, the workload is full!

What? Can we do it later?

Yes, you can, but you don't have much time left. Because your superiors have already formulated a battle plan, and the plan will be officially launched at 9:28 on September 0.

As for the current time...

Wow, it’s already 11:60!

Don’t you think this is a coincidence?

At the command of the National Guard Lieutenant Colonel, the Guard soldiers began to attack from the south and east of Raccoon City at the same time. They targeted the southeastern part of Raccoon City and began the first round of cleanup operations.

Brad flew a helicopter to provide reconnaissance information to the ground forces. Michelle and Carlos from UBCS followed the Black Hawk helicopter. However, their main mission was not combat, but to rescue possible survivors.

Because the soldiers of the National Guard have received a lot of intelligence about zombies, their actions are not rash. Their combat strategies are mainly cautious, and they strive to advance steadily and step by step.

All front-row soldiers are not only equipped with large explosion-proof shields, but also have their calves, arms, shoulders and other parts that are easily bitten covered with armor.

Although most of these "armors" are made of newspapers, magazines and newspaper rolls, it is these paper rolls wrapped around their arms and calves that allow them to avoid the tragic fate of being infected from unexpected bites time and time again.

Unlike the battlefield in Raccoon City, the food in the Box Restaurant was peaceful and tranquil. Some survivors who had woken up from hunger were eating their first hot meal in two days. Others who had finished eating were watching the midnight news in Colorado.

As for why the LCD TV in the lobby can receive American TV signals...

The answer is simple. Cheng Tianyan just set up a "pot cover" outside the hotel. Well, to be exact, it is a satellite signal receiving antenna.

It was then that the survivors discovered that there was no news about Raccoon City on the midnight news in Colorado, where Raccoon City was located. The peaceful days in the hotel also disappeared from that moment on.

However, just as everyone was filled with indignation, a familiar voice rang in the boss's head:

【Boom! 】

[Temporary task: lunch boxes and bentos completed! ]

[Quest rewards: Must-have delicious cooking skills for lunch boxes, advanced version (I)]

[You have learned: Delicious old vinegar peanuts]

[You have learned: delicious shredded pork and spinach]

[You have learned: delicious sesame sauce rice noodles]

[You have learned: Delicious three-strand popcorn]

[You have learned: delicious mixed tiger vegetables]

[You have learned: Delicious stir-fried mushrooms]

[You have learned: Delicious stir-fried beans]

[You have learned: Delicious spicy shredded pork]