The Showdown Begins with Resident Evil

Eddie clenched his fists. The fusion of the two viruses seemed to show no symptoms of effeminacy. Is this related to the consciousness of the host?

I remember Wesker once said that the host's consciousness can affect the virus. William was hit with the G virus for a while, wanting revenge, and wanted to punch to death the special forces members who came to steal his samples. As a result, his right arm became extremely huge, and he could really hit those people to death with a stick.

Sergei likes to harm himself when he has nothing to do, and the influence of his consciousness caused him to mutate into the Tyrant of Thorns. If someone wants to become a girl, he can become a woman. The virus is so miraculous that no surgery is required.

"What's wrong? Something doesn't feel right?" King Ada tilted his head, looking very cute.

"No, I'm just full of energy. I'm thinking about what I'm going to do when I go back." Eddie shook his head and walked all the way to the lounge on the second floor.

Claire and the other three were quickly picked up, and they found some still intact food in a nearby restaurant to replenish their energy.

"What should we do now? Eddie, the surrounding area seems to be getting more and more dangerous. I see that the proportion of violent zombies is increasing." Noila Mo asked carelessly.

Eddie looked at the zombies in the outer hall. Many of them were scarlet-skinned zombies, which proved that the virus had mutated, causing large-scale zombies to become more violent.

"When we leave here, the helicopter can't be used, but we can still leave on land. To leave here, we can only go to the north, and there are many roads in the north." Eddie analyzed.

"There is also a road out of Raccoon City in the south." Noila Mo is also very familiar with the geographical location of Raccoon City.

"Yes, there are, but those paths are all barren hills. They were used as cemeteries in the past, so there will definitely be zombies there. And there are a lot of earthworms there. No one can guarantee whether those earthworms will mutate, and there aren't many there. It's very dangerous for people to walk by." The wolf mother stood up and explained.

As one of her own, the wolf mother has the latest information and knows clearly whether it is suitable or not, so there is no need to take risks.

"Okay, after we've eaten and drank enough, we're going to set off. We'll go to the northern defense line first, and then leave from the planned road." After Eddie said that, he stood up. What should be done has been done, and it's time to leave.

After leaving, there was no need to worry that Umbrella would deal with him. All he had to do was take advantage of the right moment and throw out some of Umbrella's experimental evidence to the International Court of Justice. Umbrella was too preoccupied with himself to take care of himself and had no time to trouble Eddie.

In a laboratory somewhere in the university town, Hank's team had retrieved the recovery fluid and injected the tracker.

The resurrected tracker has returned to his original appearance, and the broken straitjacket can still keep the tracker in his human form. A tracker who can use heavy weapons is a tracker. A tracker who cannot use weapons is just something that can fight a little better than the tyrant.

"Headquarters, this is Hank. We have injected recovery fluid into the tracker and have completed the mission." Hank communicated via radio.

"The trackers are being reactivated here, please move out of the way." A cold voice came from Umbrella's command post.

The one eye that was originally closed suddenly opened, and the tracker woke up again. At this time, a helicopter flew from the sky, pulling a large box. The box was thrown down after arriving at a fixed place.

There is also a combination lock on the box, which can be unlocked after remote control. The box is opened and contains a reinforced Gatling gun and ammunition boxes.

The ammunition box contains 50,000 rounds of ammunition, which weighs nearly one ton.

The tracker carried the ammunition box on his back and picked up the Gatling gun. There was also a bullet count display on the machine gun. Everything you look at with one eye is analyzed by data and acted upon by instinct.

A lot of zombies and scary zombies walked in. They heard a loud noise, followed their hunting instinct, and wanted to come here to see if there was anything to eat.

Umbrella's backend staff were changing the tracker's instructions from pursuing members of the tactical rescue team to heading to the scrap processing plant to assist Sergey in ambushing the federal guards.

"Hank, you did a good job and proved your value to the company. Now you need to go to Memorial Hospital and General Hospital to activate the self-destruction program in the underground research room. After you complete the task, there will be the next task instruction ." The staff conveyed the news.

"Copy that." Hank responded coldly.

The mission was still just as dangerous, and Hank was getting a little tired of it.

"Boss, do we want to continue?" Assistant Lone Wolf asked, seeming to be defecting and not wanting to continue working for Umbrella.

"We have to finish. When we go back this time, we need to collect evidence of Umbrella's crimes in case we need it. Don't forget, Umbrella has not fallen yet. I allow you to fall on both sides, but you must clearly understand the situation." Hank said coldly.

"I understand. Whatever you do, I will do. If you are ready to change jobs, please take me with you." The special forces member codenamed Ghost said in a loud voice.

In another private house, the Sixth Echo Team also gave the Death Tyrant a dose of recovery fluid, which was a tonic for the tyrant but a deadly poison for humans.

"Very good, you did a good job. I can feel that my artwork is recovering." Dr. Mueller's eyes became excited.

General Morgan walked into the private room and turned off the communication device. "Doctor, we need to talk."

"Oh? What's there to talk about? You want my baby?" Dr. Mueller sneered.

"No, I heard Caprondo say that you also know about another T-virus vaccine. I need the formula of that vaccine." General Morgan felt that he would be replaced, and he had to find more things to show his strength. value.

"You are talking about the sunlight vaccine, right? That thing is at the place of one of my university professors, Peter. If you want to get it, you might as well go to him, if he is still alive." Dr. Mueller's smile was cruel, and he did not care about Peter at all. But his good friend was just using him and leaving?

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Chapter 235: Women can’t be too tough

"Important? What do you call important? What you are greedy for is my exclusive invention, the Death Tyrant! You are despicable!" Dr. Mueller is not a good-tempered person either.

"Please pay attention to the attitude of your words!" A trace of displeasure flashed in General Morgan's eyes.

"University town, Professor of Biology Peter. I originally commissioned him to make a vaccine just in case of emergency. That vaccine will quickly kill the T virus. People with mild infection will not have any big problems, but when it comes to moderate infection Infection, symptoms of paralysis may occur after use. As for severe infection, haha, it will directly lead to death."

"You want to take back your rights? I'm not interested in the dirty deals between you. If you want it, just go get it yourself. There's only so much I can do. I wish you good luck." Dr. Mueller sneered. .

After confirming that his men had sealed off the place, General Morgan solemnly said, "Dr. Mueller, we are all grasshoppers on a rope. Don't try to jump to Simmons. He already has a genius researcher. She is much smarter and younger than you, and your pride will become useless in front of her."

"So you're threatening me?" Dr. Mueller snorted. He didn't like to be looked down upon by others.

"If you want to stick to your idea and prevent perfect works of art from being mass-produced, then you can only rely on us, rely on me and Caprondo, only we can help you. Now we need a small letter of nomination, You control your Death Tyrant to go to the waste disposal plant as an ambush and kill all the retreating guards!" General Morgan's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"You are really kind. As a general, you actually want to kill your own soldiers." Dr. Mueller snorted. He was not an idiot. In this way, he completely cut off his escape route and could only cooperate with the other party.

"Those people are all loyal to the Simmons family and have nothing to do with me. Take a look at this conversation record and you can make a decision with me." General Morgan handed over a disk.

Dr. Mueller opened the disk with doubts. On it was Simmons talking to a very young and beautiful female researcher.

"The so-called tyrant is indeed a practical weapon, but there is still the possibility of improving the virus. Only making medicines that enhance human body quality will be a miracle in the medical field. When thinking humans can compete with tyrants, what biochemical weapons It's all just a pile of junk." Kara sneered.

"My agents have found the G virus sample, you can start researching it. As long as you can get the results first and suppress Dr. Mueller over there, I will get more resources for you." Simmons said in a very calm tone. , it seems that this has nothing to do with one's own interests.

"Of course, I am the smartest one. That Mueller, huh, is just rubbish for fame." Kara hummed proudly.

This video was investigated by Rachel, General Morgan's most trusted agent. Rachel, who had been strengthened by the T virus, could do this with ease.

After watching the video, Dr. Mueller was trembling with anger. A little kid dared to despise him, who has authority in biology and virology. Can this be tolerated? The tempers of literati are bigger than the others, and no one will admit that they are inferior to others.

"Now you know why I said this. If they succeed, we will have nothing. If we succeed, they will be defeated. Doctor, we need to work together at this time. We are our own people." General Morgan began to brainwash. .

"Okay, I will cooperate with you, but I need your help. It is impossible not to be discovered. Some people leak the news. You need to send someone to kill the lucky guy." Dr. Mueller's voice was extremely cold.

Disregarding human life? In the face of interests, human life is simply worthless.

As the sun sets, the zombies start to wander out again. During the day, many survivors were attacked by zombies and their defensive homes were breached, and they were eaten alive and became one of them.

It is no longer possible to drive normally on the streets, with a large number of vehicles lying in the middle of the road. In the Federation, cheap shampoos and cheap cars abound. Almost everyone can own a car of their own, which leads to a proliferation of vehicles.

"It looks like we have to walk. The streets along this way are blocked by waste." Eddie got out of the car, and Janeuri had hacked into Raccoon City's surveillance system. It can be seen from the complete camera The road is no longer accessible to vehicles.

In the abandoned vehicle, there were zombies trapped inside who were constantly beating the windows.