The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Wow!

The sound of thunder blasted into everyone's ears. Everyone was hurriedly walking in the rain with their heads down, startled by the sudden movement. One of the researchers in a white coat fell to the ground, his briefcase was thrown open, and large pieces of paper documents fell into the water. But he had no intention of picking it up. He stood up holding his eyes and immediately wanted to keep up with the large army in front.

When he looked up, he saw the exploding helicopter in the distance.

The feet that had just taken two steps stopped, and the researcher's eyes were a little dazed. It was not until the USS troops around him started to attack that he woke up from a dream and stumbled out. The fleeing executives more than ten meters away also began to speed up. However, in the next second, flames flew over their heads, and the second helicopter on standby also exploded.

"Fxck!"

Rupert, the security director, cursed loudly and reached out to push the henchman next to him: "Take people to set up defensive positions, quickly!"

The USS squad leader said nothing, nodded and led his men away. Rupert grabbed Dr. Bailey's arm and ran with him towards the water.

It's too late to restart the new plane. If you want to escape, you can only choose to take a boat. The last two USS combat teams are stationed at the port, as well as federal active-duty equipment acquired in recent years. Especially those armed helicopters, infantry fighting vehicles and tanks. Although they are only basic versions, they are enough to carry out a small-scale war. Unfortunately, most of them have been forced to be sealed since the supply of supplies was interrupted.

As for the remaining combat power...

The security chief didn't have much confidence.

This female intruder is very good at ambush and hiding. Since her appearance, the surveillance system has been almost unable to obtain any footage; Rupert can only rely on communications to obtain information with great difficulty. It can even be said that the security forces of the entire base have been involved in this process. All are in a passive position. But the communication content of the soldiers was short and messy after all. Apart from his extremely fast speed and accurate marksmanship, he knew almost nothing about this intruder.

"6 o'clock direction!!"

"Fire!! Fire!!!"

Shocking gunshots and explosions rang out behind him.

Rupert looked back and saw the overturned military Humvee. The ghostly black shadow crashed into the soldiers' defense line, moving so fast that his eyes could not see clearly. The security director directly picked up Dr. Bailey and ran towards the metal trestle more than ten meters away. A strange feeling soon came from his legs. He felt that he must have not exercised like this for a long time, and his muscles started to twitch after running only a few hundred meters.

After stepping down a few flights of stairs, the feeling of powerlessness quickly increased. The man's body went limp and he tumbled down the stairs together with Dr. Bailey. This sudden situation immediately harmed the researchers who were following behind. Several of them had no time to react and fell into a ball. Because both hands were holding on to Dr. Bailey, the security director's head hit the steel beam and he screamed in pain. He finally realized what was happening to his leg: it had been shot.

boom!

A sudden second shot rang in his ears.

It's Brandon Bailey.

The witty old man focused almost all his attention on how to escape. At the moment when his body was out of balance, Dr. Bailey immediately protected the back of his head, and the handcuffs on his wrists made the protection more solid. Before Rupert could regain his mobility, the old man pulled out the pistol from the other man's waist, shot a bullet through his thigh, then stood up and tried to escape.

If nothing unexpected happens, Mr. Brandon will succeed soon.

It's a pity that the female intruder had already arrived. She carried the doctor and the security director with one hand and crashed into the container next to them. When the stunned researchers came to their senses, there was only the sound of rain falling to the ground. A dozen USS soldiers quickly arrived and set up their guns around the hole in the container.

......

"Drag those nerds away."

The USS squad leader removed his left hand from the foregrip and issued an order to his subordinates. There was no movement in the hole in front of it, and it looked even deeper under the cover of the heavy rain. But no one dared to get close. This terrifying female intruder overturned three military Humvees. Bullets hitting her had no effect at all. In less than half a minute of fighting, the opponent was defeated with strength and speed far beyond ordinary people. line of defense.

I'm afraid there's nothing we can do even if Hank, the God of Death, comes.

As a close confidant of the security director, the USS team leader knows more about the status of the umbrella. Especially the part about biochemical weapons, so much so that he began to wonder if this woman came from a secret project. Company executives always like to do this, and often when they learn this information, they have to set out with heavy firepower to solve the big problems created by those projects.

This basket usually means that the virus leaked and the infection got out of control.

Therefore, according to usual combat experience, the captain will send his men to Gnaku to restart those heavy tanks and armed helicopters - in fact, he is already doing this. If the defense line had not fallen too quickly and the enemy had kidnapped his commander, the captain would not have gotten so close. There are many training courses for USS troops, but few of them include hostage-related content.

After all... what everyone does is basically killing people and silencing them.

"Everyone is waiting in the car. If the concentrated fire cannot kill the enemy, we have to keep a distance from her. The helicopter in Nangang will complete the emergency takeoff in ten minutes, and we must delay it for enough time... Give me the microphone."

He took the microphone handed to him by his men and shouted to the container through the vehicle's loudspeaker: "People inside! You are surrounded! If you try to harm the hostages, we will open fire directly! Don't get excited, there is still room for easing things. Come out of the container with the hostages! We can talk..."

As he was talking, a woman came out.

The scene fell into dead silence again.

Looking at the other party's black skin, tattered clothes, and face hidden by wild hair, the USS team leader became more convinced of his judgment: locals, biochemical experiments, and out-of-control escapes, this was exactly the same situation he had encountered. .

This is definitely an out-of-control escape experiment.

"Everyone is ready to fire, and we will confirm the hostage situation after we lure the target away." He whispered into the communication headset. The captain did not try to persuade him anymore, but instead tightened the vertical grip of the M4 carbine. The out-of-control experimental subject has no sense at all, and he has no other choice now.

As for Miss Watson, she had already taken the opportunity to observe the battlefield.

17 infantrymen, no threat; three military Humvees equipped with M2 Browning heavy machine guns, a bit troublesome; two Bradley M2 infantry fighting vehicles, the 25mm chain cannon of this thing is more troublesome... Every With the weapons and the location of each target passing through her mind, Miss Watson planned out the order of destruction in a few seconds. Under the gaze of the USS soldiers, her arms decomposed into tentacles, and finally into two A large, heavy square hammer.

boom!

I don't know who fired the first shot. The soldiers pulled the trigger one after another. Miss Watson ejected like a sharp arrow and turned into a dark red afterimage, heading straight for the Bradley fighting vehicle on the far right. The black light hammer slammed down hard, forcing the fist-thick gun barrel and its base into the turret. To eliminate this biggest threat, she kicked off her feet, leaped into the air, and accelerated toward another infantry fighting vehicle as she fell.

boom!

Along with the wail of steel, the entire ground shook with a layer of water.

"Spread out!!! Everybody spread out!!!"

The USS squad leader almost burst his throat.

Before the expected concentrated fire started, the situation was completely out of control. He climbed onto the Humvee at the fastest speed in his life, urged the driver to step on the accelerator, and controlled the M2 heavy machine gun to start pouring ammunition into the enemy.

Then, the woman raised her 'hand'.

The .103BMG machine gun bullet, which is enough to tear apart the T-50's physical defense, was directly bounced off the two hammer heads without even leaving much trace. The Hummer beneath him was already in motion. The captain stared at the figure until his field of vision was completely blocked by the container, and then he released his stiff index fingers from the triggers on both sides.

The sound of explosion reached my ears again.

The Humvee drove up the cargo aisle, and the communication headset was full of shouts. It seemed that everyone except himself was under attack. The captain looked to the right, and the woman soon appeared again. She was chasing another jeep. In the long gap between the containers, the figure appeared and disappeared, like scenes of stop-motion animation, showing a sense of absurd drama.

"Turn right! Turn right!!!"

After shrinking into the car and yelling at the driver, the man stood up again and grabbed an MGL grenade launcher in his hand. The front of the car immediately turned around, and the inertia pressed his waist and abdomen firmly against the side of the car. The captain finally managed to steady himself, and when he looked up, he saw a cold light.

Penetrating into the heart.

The woman was leaping high to the side, flipping like a gymnast. Her left hand had returned to its original shape at some point, and her entire right arm had turned into a long blade - just looking at that ferocious shape was enough to sting the eyeballs. At this moment, thunder flashed in the sky, and the messy black hair blew up in the wind, revealing his face.

You are indeed a monster...

One last thought came to the man's mind.

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"Mom, look at this butterfly!"

"This is not a butterfly, this is a flower, honey."

The gentle touch of warm lips on his forehead brought a reassuring breath. Then came a pair of hands - very rough, but with an indescribable sense of comfort. Two smooth calves were bent in front of her, and her hair fell to her cheeks, which was very itchy. A smile quickly emerged from his chest, and he grinned...

"Hehehehe...ugh!"

Standing in the middle of the dead people, Miss Watson laughed inexplicably. She immediately covered her mouth, blinked hard, and shook her head slightly. This is not the first time this has happened. There were too many memory fragments absorbed today, causing Miss Watson to frequently fall into brief hallucinations. This childhood memory just now was very warm, but it was a pity that the owner of the memory had been sucked away, and she couldn't even remember who it was.

After absorbing the security director and the director of the institute, as well as various other memory fragments, Miss Watson always felt like she had been living here for a long time. The arsenal, lounges, vaults, passage distribution and experimental areas...all the secrets of this base are completely exposed.

She spent the entire afternoon cleaning.

The Umbrella Company's African base is now empty and all resistance forces have been destroyed. Without the support of heavy weapons, Miss Watson can eliminate them one by one with just a gun. As for the non-combatants who escaped by chance, she didn't bother to chase them. After basically clearing the base, the first thing Miss Watson did was to find the command center and destroy all the hard drives storing surveillance videos. Then she fought her way to the experimental area of ​​the base and successfully found several cans of unused Dominant Pula. Card parasite.

The situation is very similar to what was expected.

These parasites were just excavated from the depths of the ruins two months ago, and relevant research is still in its initial stages. However, Umbrella researchers obviously had no patience and started human experiments directly. There were many corpses lying on the test bed that had not yet been destroyed. It was not known how many viruses had been added to them, and they had completely lost their human appearance.

"It should be almost done here."

She got into a narrow ventilation duct and took out the jars of Plaka parasites from her arms.