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

Just like the move that Cheng Tianyan made from bottom to top, although it looked strong and powerful, full of the violent feeling that a macho man should have, it made him covered in blood. At a glance, you can't even see the base color of his bulletproof armor.

Rita used the water hose to spray Cheng Tian for a long time before washing off the various things hanging on the surface of the armor. The police who had been hiding in the hotel came back outside and gave heartfelt applause to the boss for his violent killing posture.

One of them asked his companion: "By the way, there seemed to be more than two cans hanging under the belly of that helicopter just now, right?"

"More than that. I think there are at least five or six."

"Tell me, if the monster just now really escaped from the jar, then the remaining jars..."

"Oops!"

Several people reacted at the same time and shouted at Cheng Tianyan at the same time: "Boss, the helicopter is flying towards the city!"

Flying to Raccoon City!

Anyone who is not an idiot can definitely guess what the helicopter's target is!

The monster in the jar did not look that good to Cheng Tianyan. But once this thing was thrown into a crowd of people, even well-trained soldiers would easily suffer a great loss under the sudden attack from the enemy.

As Cheng Tianyan had guessed, the three cans were dropped directly behind the National Guard by the helicopter. The soldiers who were resting in the rear were caught off guard by the tyrant and could only hastily fight back in the chaos.

However, the reason these soldiers retreated from the front line to the rear was because they had run out of ammunition. When the tyrant appeared behind them, the soldiers who only had one or two magazines left quickly emptied their ammunition.

However, the 5.56 caliber rifle bullet only caused some minor skin injuries to the tyrant after piercing his bulletproof windbreaker. In just over a minute, the tyrant caused more than a hundred casualties to the National Guard.

But the regular army is the regular army after all, and after a brief period of chaos, a Hummer equipped with a 12.7 caliber heavy machine gun arrived. You should know that the muzzle energy of a 12.7 machine gun bullet is nearly 5.56 times that of a 9 bullet. Even a tyrant as powerful as the Tyrant still cannot escape the fate of "explosion" when facing the M2hb "Laoganma".

If one 1mm round doesn't blow it up, use 12.7 or 5 rounds!

Soon, the other two Tyrants also exploded under the punishment of 12.7mm bullets. Anyway, no matter what kind of BOW weapon, it seems pale and powerless in the face of absolute firepower suppression. The only difference is whether to use 12.7 or 155, or to burn glass.

As for the last Tyrant mounted on the helicopter, it was not thrown into the police station, but was dropped into the northern area of ​​Raccoon City. The exact location is unknown.

However, the Raccoon City headquarters of the Umbrella Corporation and many of its companies are in the northern area. So there are always some threats that need to be eliminated and some evidence that needs to be erased immediately.

September 9, 28:1 am.

The first group of survivors rescued from the southeastern area of ​​Raccoon City came to the hotel under the protection of the National Guard. Along with the survivors, there were also the remains of more than 100 dead soldiers and more than 90 wounded soldiers.

Some soldiers died at the hands of zombies, or chose to die with them after being infected. The rest of the deaths were caused by the tyrant. As for those who were injured, most of them were caused by the tyrant. A very small number of them were injured because they were too nervous, such as falling and breaking their legs, or injuries caused by accidental discharge of guns.

The more seriously injured soldiers have been transported to the military hospital by helicopter. Those with slightly more serious injuries who are determined to be unable to participate in the subsequent battles will be taken to the hospital for treatment on the troop transport trucks leaving Raccoon City. Those with less serious injuries will stay and will be thrown into the next battle after a short rest.

The soldiers who returned were very grateful to Cheng Tianyan. The trick of wrapping their calves and arms with thick newspapers and magazines helped them avoid being bitten by zombies countless times. Many soldiers had scratches and bites from zombies on the newspapers on their calves.

On their way back, they also raided all the newsstands and convenience stores they came across along the way.

"You are such a genius, Cheng!" Michelle, the returning UBCS captain, pointed at the newspaper roll on his arm and exclaimed, "If the zombie bites on this, it will only chew a mouthful of paper. How did you come up with this trick?"

"Once there is too much paper in the mouth, the zombies will not be able to bite people anymore." Carlos, the leader of the gang, added.

Cheng Tianyan shrugged and said, "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. You haven't seen anyone using quick-drying foam to plug a vampire's mouth. I asked you to wrap your arms and legs with newspapers only because you lack the most basic protective equipment. Who would fight zombies without wearing full body armor? You really think you are made of steel and are not afraid of zombie bites, right?"

However, the reality is that in modern warfare in this world, no soldier will wear protective gear other than bulletproof vests and helmets. At most, they will add a pair of knee pads and elbow pads. Only anti-riot police who are good at dealing with demonstrations will wear riot armor that protects the whole body.

The two sides only briefly chatted about the topic of protection and quickly changed the subject. Cheng Tianyan pointed at the survivors who were being examined and couldn't help but sighed: "It seems that there are still many survivors in the city."

"Yes!" Marvin, who hurried over to the group, told Cheng Tianyan, "I just roughly counted them, and there are almost 300 people. This is only part of the southeast area. Once the National Guard completely clears the southeast area, there will surely be more survivors."

0010 Prepare lunch boxes to welcome the triumphant return

"My name is Jill Valentine, and I used to be a member of the Special Tactics and Rescue Team of the Raccoon City Police Department." A beautiful woman in a blue tube top and a leather miniskirt claimed, "I have important information and need to talk to the person in charge here."

"The responsible persons?" A National Guard soldier who was in charge of checking and registering survivors pointed to the hotel window and said, "See? Those three are responsible persons. One is responsible for combat, one is responsible for maintaining public order, and one is responsible for logistical support. You have passed the inspection, and this is your registration card. Okay, next one!"

Jill Valentine, a former STARS member, was one of the survivors of the July 7-24 Mansion Incident. The reason why she became a "former" is similar to Brad's.

On the surface, the Stars team suffered heavy casualties after the incident in the mansion, and the police had to consider the necessity of its existence and the corresponding functional replacement plan. But the real reason why the Stars team was forcibly disbanded was that they came into contact with the core secrets of the Umbrella Company in Raccoon City.

After the mansion incident in late July, these people asked the director more than once to continue investigating the Umbrella Corporation. But the surviving Stars team members did not know that their director Brian Irons had been working as a dog for the Umbrella Corporation before he put on the police uniform.

Then, all investigations on the Umbrella Corporation were ordered to be terminated, and the Stars team was forcibly disbanded. However, Brad, the pilot of the team, was only suspended from his duties and went home for vacation. Jill Valentine was relieved of all her duties and was fired soon after.

Not only did Jill not receive a penny in compensation, the police department even owed her more than a month's salary.

Actually...

Jill and her two colleagues, Chris and Barry, could have received the money. At least in the police's accounts, the three bills were "paid." However, the money was not paid into the designated accounts of the three people, but into the hands of Chief Brian.

Director Brian really deserves praise for this. He really eats both meat and vegetables, big or small.

As for the last member of the Stars team, Rebecca Chambers, who was transferred out, Director Qian did not dare to touch her because her father was a state senator.

Jill's former colleagues either moved out of the Umbrella Corporation's sphere of influence or went to Europe to continue their investigation. Only Jill stayed in Raccoon City, continuing to secretly collect the various secrets hidden by the Umbrella Corporation in this place.

Time flies and it is now the end of September. The zombie virus that should have been completely eradicated in the mansion incident not only makes a comeback, but also turns Raccoon City into a living hell in just two days.

If a slightly fierce "little butterfly" had not suddenly appeared in the southeast area of ​​​​Raccoon City, the National Guard entering Raccoon City would have run out of ammunition and food, and would have been divided and eaten by the zombies until they were completely wiped out.

Jill would not have been awakened by the loud gunfire outside the window in the early morning of the 28th, nor would she have taken the initiative to leave the apartment and seek shelter when the National Guard gained local advantage.

The rescued Jill didn't know that her fate had changed slightly under the influence of the flapping wings of the "little butterfly".

I have to say, this little butterfly, which is 1 meters tall, is really fierce.

"I can testify that the boss is really fierce!" The policeman who returned to the store to quench his thirst with barley tea said excitedly and confidently: "Just before you came back, the boss killed two monsters who were more ferocious than O'Neal in 10 seconds. It was like chopping melons and vegetables, just a few swish!"

The lieutenant colonel of the guard looked at Cheng Tianyan's arms, which were thicker than the waists of many graceful girls, and couldn't help wondering why such a strong man insisted on being a cook!

"Good evening, Jill!" The guy drinking barley tea saw the former flower of RPD (Raccoon City Police Department) suddenly appear, and greeted her happily: "I'm so glad to see you're still alive. Thank God, your body is still hot!"

Marvin, who was sitting with the lieutenant colonel, saw his former colleague whom he hadn't seen for a long time and happily greeted Jill.

Jill simply nodded in response, then walked straight towards the boss who was wearing black bulletproof armor.

"Hello, my name is Jill Valentine. I presume you are the operations leader of the rescue team, correct?"

Cheng Tianyan looked at the slightly confused lieutenant colonel. The confused lieutenant colonel also looked at the boss, and then looked at himself.

Well, judging from the appearance alone, Cheng Tianyan, who is responsible for boiling water and cooking, does look more like a well-trained officer than him.

"He is the commander." Cheng Tianyan spoke in time to resolve the awkwardness, "I am only responsible for cooking, boiling water, and heating the boiler."

"Eh?"

"That's right." Marvin immediately introduced: "The person next to you is Lieutenant Colonel Ken from the National Guard who rescued Raccoon City. If it weren't for his heroic help, I'm afraid so many people wouldn't have been saved."

The embarrassment on Jill's face flashed away, and then, as if she had never recognized the wrong person, she said to Lieutenant Colonel Ken in a serious tone: "Hello, I am Jill Valentine, a former member of Stars. I have enough evidence to prove that the biohazard in Raccoon City is not an accident!"

"Wow!"

The sound of running water came from the bathroom in the farthest corner of the hotel. Then the bathroom door was pushed open, and Ben Bertolucci, a famous reporter from Raccoon City, walked out while shaking his hands.

"In fact, I have basically shown them all the evidence you have. After all, we just exchanged materials a week ago." Bertolucci walked to Marvin's table and asked them, "I'm sorry, where were we just now?"

"When it comes to Umbrella, it has great power on Capitol Hill," Colonel Ken reminded.

"Yes, they have great power on Capitol Hill and have close ties with the military. According to your description, the biochemical monster that attacked you should be an improved version of the Tyrant that attacked Stars at the Arklay Research Institute. The target customer of this monster is most likely the military."

"I don't understand, what do the military leaders want this thing for?" Cheng Tianyan asked in confusion, "This thing is obviously very weak, I guess a few 20mm machine gun rounds can kill it."

"Actually, the .50 can also kill them, it just costs a little more ammunition. But..." Lieutenant Colonel Ken frowned and told Cheng Tianyan: "It was this weak thing that killed more than 70 good guys the first time it came into contact with us. When the soldiers first saw it, they didn't even know it was not a human."

"It seems that they are not prepared for the frontal battlefield."

"Yes, they are more suitable for assassination or targeted elimination behind enemy lines," added Lieutenant Colonel Ken.

"But I guess before the Tyrants were destroyed by you, Umbrella Corporation itself was not sure whether they could play a practical role in the front battlefield." Bertolucci speculated: "I think Umbrella Corporation dropped them behind you to test their practical value and to destroy you."

The lieutenant colonel smiled helplessly and said, "That's right. As long as we all die in Raccoon City, others will not dare to disobey orders and come to Raccoon City to die."

"But the soldiers are still alive, even though they have suffered considerable casualties. So..." The reporter stroked his chin and said firmly, "I'm afraid your dismissal order will arrive soon, Lieutenant Colonel."

"Haha, I guess so." The lieutenant colonel cursed, "Son of a bastard! Maybe the Umbrella lobby has already taken action and is about to succeed."

"Colonel, you don't have much time left!" Cheng Tianyan also sighed.

"So we need to hurry up and try to rescue as many people as possible before I am replaced. Fortunately..."

"Luckily, someone stored such a large batch of bullets at a nearby logistics station." Marvin quickly covered for his boss and said, "If we didn't have this batch of bullets, our rescue plan would be difficult to carry out."

The lieutenant colonel nodded and said with emotion: "Yes, if you hadn't told us that you could provide sufficient ammunition replenishment, we wouldn't have dared to fight so resolutely in the first round of attack. Of course, I also want to thank the latest issues of Playboy and Penthouse in the logistics station. Without these magazines, I'm afraid the boys wouldn't be able to find something suitable to wrap around their arms and legs."

Ma Wen joked, "Yes, the girls on it are so hot that the zombies can't control themselves. Otherwise, how could the zombies be so eager to pounce on the magazine and eat it as soon as they saw it?"

All the men in the room burst into laughter, except Jill, who was standing nearby, with disgust written all over her face. But despite her disgust, when Jill learned that the lieutenant colonel was going to enter Raccoon City again, she immediately requested to follow the main force.

however……

"No, ma'am," the lieutenant colonel said bluntly, "you are going in the wrong direction. We are the National Guard. We only know how to eliminate the enemy and suppress riots, but we don't know how to rescue civilians. But you know, because you are police officers, and rescuing civilians is your job.

Therefore, we are responsible for destroying all zombies we can see in the front. And you are responsible for rescuing civilians who need rescue behind us. Even if this mission is equally dangerous, we must fulfill our duties! "

Half an hour later, the soldiers, who had prepared two base loads of ammunition, were ready to set out again. The Ubcs mercenaries also boarded the Mi24 piloted by Michelle and flew to the city.

Following the main force were all the surviving patrolmen and a few lucky SWAT members. Marvin, the patrol chief, was also in the team and was responsible for leading the rescue operation.

Jill was not in the rescue team. It was not that she did not want to participate in the rescue operation, but reporter Bertolucci told her that there were secret passages and research facilities of the Umbrella Corporation hidden underground in the police station.

Bertolucci also speculated that the missing police chief was probably hiding in the basement of the police station. Once the chief's hiding place was found, even if the chief was dead or escaped, there would definitely be a lot of evidence of the Umbrella Company's crimes there.

Besides, there are four tin cans in the police station to help Jill, so the safety of the police station is still guaranteed.

So, Jill changed into normal clothes and got on Brad's helicopter and headed straight to the Raccoon City Police Department.

Looking at the convoy going away, Cheng Tianyan muttered softly: "Everyone has left!"

"Yes, they are all gone." Policewoman Rita, who heard the voice, asked again: "Boss, what should we do next?"

"Wait for them to come back." Cheng Tianyan replied, "But before that, prepare a homemade lunch for them to celebrate their triumphant return."

0011 A Paradise on Earth Appears in America

It is reassuring to know that there is no "Biochemical O'Neill" launching sneak attacks in the elimination operations.

At least in the initial stages of the operation, it was reassuring.

With the experience gained from the last battle, the soldiers' speed of killing corpses increased significantly, and they found a way to clean up the corpses more efficiently. The more difficult "Long Tongue (Licker)" and "Left-handed (Hunter β)" appeared, and these monsters always received the preferential treatment of emptying the magazines of the soldiers at the first time.

This time, after clearing the southeastern area of ​​Raccoon City, the army turned around and headed for the southwest area. The police and mercenaries were divided into several teams to clean up the buildings where there were survivors.

You ask how they know which building has survivors?

It was simple. He just stood on the street with a megaphone and shouted at the buildings on both sides of the street. Later, Marvin directly played the recording using the loudspeaker in the police car. Survivors who heard the sound would naturally stick their heads out of the window.

As for the inaudible...

You deserve it for not being able to hear! The police and mercenaries are just a handful, we can't let them conduct a carpet search! Not to mention these few people, even if we call back the National Guard, there won't be enough rescue force.

Anyway, when the National Guard cleared the Southeast Area, Marvin and his team rescued more than 50 people from the area. This was in addition to the nearly 300 people they had rescued before!

But in the southwest area, the army's advance slowed down significantly. The soldiers found that the types of monsters in this area were much richer than those in the southeast area. There were not only "long tongues" and "left-handed people" here, but also zombie dogs always jumped out from the street corners. Mutated crows and other birds would also launch air strikes from time to time.

There are also some moths that are bigger than humans...

The giant flutter moth, which is larger than the butterfly, is not aggressive. But its giant larvae like to "spit" at soldiers, just like the caterpillar.

Fortunately, Brad's Black Hawk and Michelle's Mi24 can provide certain fire support in the air to help the ground forces deal with these fast or erratic monsters.

However, the army, which was gradually advancing, slowed down its pace as it approached the Acre Mountains to the west of the city. It eventually stopped advancing and even switched from offense to defense.

The army found that the further north they went and the closer they got to the mountains, the more types of mutated monsters there were, and the more difficult it was to deal with them. Fleas mutated to the size of wheels, water centipedes grew to the length of motorcycles, mantises were more than a person tall, and wasps' stings were as sharp as bayonets.

Lieutenant Colonel Ken had to order the army to stop advancing, because he not only had the responsibility to rescue the citizens, but also had the responsibility to take his soldiers out of Raccoon City alive. If they continued to attack head-on, the army that did not die under the zombies would be wiped out by the more "low-level" bugs.

In such a dangerous and cruel environment, are there really any survivors who can hold on until now? Moreover, there is no longer a single piece of intact glass on the doors and windows of the houses on both sides of the street.

"Quick, quick, quick! Close the hatch!"

Listening to the "bang bang" sounds of various mosquitoes, wasps, and beetles hitting the hatch, Brad couldn't help but curse: "Damn bastards, are these things bugs or shells?"

The soldier in charge of operating the howitzer was also confused. He had never thought that the insects could grow so big and could knock the helicopter off balance.

"Sorry, Black Hawk must increase its altitude to get rid of the damn bugs. Please request Mi24 to take over the Black Hawk and continue the cover mission."

"Mi24 received, Black Hawk, please be safe."

Shortly after……