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"Let's go to the square to stop the black market tycoon Erwin's deal! Jill, Sheva, we must catch that bastard Erwin this time and make him pay the absolute price for what he did!"

Chris reacted.

He also remembered the task he was currently carrying out, and quickly adjusted his mood, returning to his original serious state.

He is very angry now.

Chris wanted to arrest the culprit, Erwin, personally, so without any hesitation, he returned to the state of a commander and immediately gave orders to Sheva and Jill.

"Ta Tata..."

"Ta Tata..."

Get your emotions in order.

There was no hesitation at all.

He immediately went to the trading square mentioned by the contact informant Fisher. It was located in the center of the town. He walked through the narrow alleys and personally dealt with some residents infected by the Plaka parasite.

Chris, Javier and the others successfully arrived at the trading square in the center of the town.

Several people hid in the warehouse of the iron shed, observing the unusually agitated trading square in front of them from a distance, frowning slightly, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"..."

“Ohhh…Ohhhh…!!!!!!”

“Uh uh uh…Ahhh…!!!!!!”

Waves of strange cheers rang out in the trading square in front of us.

At this moment, the local West African civilians in each town were cheering excitedly in the center of the square. Their expressions were crazy and excited, just like a group of crazy fans chasing stars in their previous lives.

However, at this moment, they were not wielding lamp sticks, but cold weapons such as axes and blades, which looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

On the high platform of the trading square, there stood a man wearing sunglasses, a dark blue suit and shirt, and a beard.

Holding a loud speaker, he frantically instigated and bewitched the countless residents infected with the Plaka parasites in the audience,

This scene……

It was like a sacrificial ceremony of some evil cult, and the man in sunglasses was their leader. Along with the loud cheers and speeches of the man in sunglasses,

A man in a white shirt and a bulky bulletproof vest,

A middle-aged man in his forties with his head wrapped in a thick white cloth was quickly dragged out.

And when you look closely...

This middle-aged man turned out to be Fisher, the informant who had been preparing to evacuate the BSAA Anti-Biochemical Organization.

Didn’t he already leave…?

How could he be caught at this time?

However, the truth is just as Javier said before, Chris and other members of the BSAA anti-biological organization,

He thought his plan was very clever, and simply thought it was just an operation to sneak into the town to arrest the black businessman Erwin.

But in fact, it is totally wrong.

What Chris and the West African BSAA Anti-Biochemical Organization didn't know was that this town was full of their enemies from the beginning.

More than 90% of the residents here are Erwin's spies, and all the tricks of the West African BSAA organization are seen by Erwin.

People only watch your acting because they don't want to be exposed. Now they have had enough of the acting and don't want to watch it anymore, so they will naturally choose to overturn the stage immediately.

And how could Fisher, the contact informant who had long been targeted by the townspeople, escape secretly under their noses? This was simply impossible!

"Damn..."

"It's Fisher. He was captured by this group of crazy civilians. Our whereabouts have long been exposed, but even so, we must find a way to save him..."

Chris was shocked when he saw Fisher suddenly being carried out from the platform of the Exchange Square. He then angrily punched the ground and cursed.

He now completely believed in Javier's words.

This group of civilians must have been infected by the Plaka parasite, otherwise they would not have behaved so crazily, and their whereabouts might have been discovered long ago.

But even so,

Chris still couldn't watch Fisher die, after all, Fisher was also a companion of the BSAA anti-biochemical organization in West Africa.

Although he was only an informant, he had made many contributions to the anti-biological organization of BSAA in West Africa. He couldn't just give up like that. He had to save his companion Fisher at all costs.

"Wait, Chris,"

"Let's take a look at the situation first. We can't act rashly. There are as many as 40 to 50 civilians infected by the Plaka parasites in the trading square. Once we enter, we will immediately become the target of concentrated fire, and then we will be unable to get out."

Seeing that Chris was about to rush forward again, Jill on the side quickly spoke up to dissuade him. She could understand Chris's character of valuing friendship and loyalty, but that didn't mean he could ignore the lives of others. Sometimes he really had to put the overall situation first.

"..."

"Several rats have recently entered our town. This white rat is one of the outsiders. They intend to leak out the secrets inside."

“As the most united people of the Kizuzu Autonomous Region, tell me, what kind of punishment should be given to such evil outsiders who try to steal our secrets?!”

And at this moment,

On the high platform of the Exchange Square,

The sunglasses man instigated and bewitched countless Plaka parasite civilians, and the emotions had reached a climax. Holding a loud speaker, he kept loudly asking countless civilians in the audience,

The civilians, who had already gone mad, had red eyes and looked like wild beasts, staring at Fisher who was being held in front of them, and then cheered loudly without any hesitation:

“Behead——!!!!”

“Behead… Behead… Behead… !!!!!!!”

I don't know who shouted first.

The remaining crazy civilians did not hesitate at all and began to shout in unison. The voices became louder and louder, and the situation became more and more serious.

Looking at the crazy performance of the civilians in front of me,

The man in sunglasses was also very satisfied, and then he agreed to this method of execution. With a wave of his hand, he ordered a huge and strong executioner beside him to start the execution immediately!

"Uh……"

“Hohoho…Roar, roar, roar…!!!!”

The huge man next to the man in sunglasses did not hesitate at all and quickly raised the huge iron axe in his hand high up, ready to perform a powerful move.

There are many civilians infected by the Plaka parasite in the town, and these ordinary infected civilians are collectively called Makini.

They are all hosts that have been infected after being injected with type 3 Plaka parasites, which are more aggressive and violent than the Spanish Plaka parasites. Makini is called "evil spirit" in Swahili!

As for the high platform of the Exchange Square,

The huge man next to the man in sunglasses is a mutant Makini, also known as the Executioner Makini. He has a huge height, still a tyrant-level two-meter-tall figure, and a body as strong as a bear.

But in terms of attacking ability, it is not as outrageous as the tyrant. The executioner Makini wears a bloated sack on his head and has no face.

His head was filled with all kinds of steel nails, and the sutures were unusually obvious, as if they were used to suppress some side effects. His skin was red, and he was wearing a butcher's leather apron, the kind worn by fishmongers and pork sellers in slaughterhouses.

Holding a huge steel axe,

There were even traces of blood on it. The combination of various rich elements made the executioner Makini in front of him feel very oppressive. Although he did not have the power of the tyrant, his huge axe was intimidating.

If you get hit,

Not to mention being split in half, its body will probably be smashed into meat paste. Therefore, when facing this kind of monster, you can dodge countless times, but you must not make a mistake even once, otherwise you will be finished immediately!

"etc……!!!"

"Let me go, let me go quickly, do you want information? I know all the information, as long as you can spare my life, please...!!!"

And at this moment,

Looking at the extremely tall Executioner Makini beside him, who was still emitting a strong murderous aura, and the rusty and bloodstained axe raised high,

A breath of death lingered in Fisher's heart, and even turned into a hand that tightly pinched Fisher's neck, making him feel suffocated immediately.

Driven by a strong desire to survive, Fisher immediately became flustered and began to struggle and beg for mercy from the man in sunglasses in front of him.

Although he is a member of the West African BSAA anti-biological organization,

But when facing life and death, they still cannot die calmly. After all, even the most vicious criminals will not be able to sleep all night on the day they are executed.

This is the horrible fear of death,

He, an ordinary person, was no exception, so no matter what Fisher betrayed, as long as he could survive at this moment, that was enough -!

however,

The man in sunglasses ignored Fisher's pleas for mercy.

Because they didn't care about the intelligence in Fisher's head at all. In this town, they were the kings of everything and didn't need to collect any intelligence.

What's more... they are black marketeers.

Why would a person who specializes in selling biological weapons need so much intelligence? He only needs to sell the biological virus. This town will soon become an abandoned place, so no matter how much intelligence he has, it will be useless.

therefore,

“Hohoho…!!!”

A heavy gasp was heard.

The rusty and bloody axe that was raised high in the hands of the executioner Makini fell down with a bang, and a black shadow fell rapidly.

It hit Fisher's head very accurately. Even though the axe was covered with rust, it still did not hinder him at this moment, because the weight of the axe alone was enough to split any flesh and blood in two.

"Click..."

“Pfft——!!!”

Next second,

Fisher's body, starting from the head, including the neck, chest and waist, was instantly split into two by the rusty giant axe, and blood splattered everywhere.

A deep pit was smashed out of the wooden board on the platform, and the first teammate was killed. This is the classic start of a Resident Evil dungeon, and the unlucky guy must die first...

“Damn it——!!!”

And watching his teammate Fisher die tragically on the spot,

Chris, who was hiding in the iron shed warehouse, angrily punched the ground again to vent his anger.

He absolutely could not tolerate this group of damned black business criminals continuing to go unpunished. They must be severely punished.

Otherwise, Fisher’s sacrifice could not be compensated, but Chris didn’t know that they would soon become the target of concentrated fire...!

Chapter 27 Legendary Captain

In almost an instant,

Chris is still lamenting the tragic death of his companion Fisher.

But the man in sunglasses at the trading square soon noticed Chris and others hiding in the iron shed warehouse.

Based on their attire, I immediately recognized them as military forces from other organizations, so I didn't hesitate at all.

The man in sunglasses on the high platform of the trading square quickly raised the loudspeaker in his hand and began to instigate and command the extremely agitated Makini civilians in the trading square:

“There are outsiders…!”

"They are there. They are the companions of the evil organization that were just executed. Hurry... don't let them run away. Catch them quickly, otherwise the secrets of the town will be leaked by them!"

Words again instigate,

The man in sunglasses gave a hysterical order on the platform of the trading square, and the moment he heard the order,

Forty or fifty Makini civilians turned their heads around.

The beast-like scarlet eyes immediately noticed that Chris and the others hiding in the iron shed warehouse behind them had rational eyes that were completely different from those of the infected monsters.

"Ho ho ho..."

“Ho ho ho—!!!”

therefore,

There was almost no accident in the next second.

As these Makini civilians opened their mouths and screamed crazily, these Makini monsters infected by the third-generation Plaka parasites seemed to be caught in some kind of bloodthirsty impulse.