The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Will the plot of "Resident Evil 0" be staged a year in advance?

If so, then the train would have been attacked by the "Leech Queen" when it entered the Arklay Mountains on the outskirts of Raccoon City. Overwhelming biochemical leeches will float from the surrounding high mountains, break through the windows during the storm, and then the entire train will be infected by these biochemical leeches.

Miss Watson returned to her seat and checked the waterproof tactical backpack she bought specially at the gun store.

In the original plot, the reason why the "Leech Queen" attacked the train called the "Zodiac Express" was because that train was a special train of the Umbrella Group, going directly to its branch base in the Arklay Mountains. Basically all of them are employees of the Umbrella Group.

So the Leech Queen, who was eager to carry out revenge against the Umbrella Group, chose to take action against that train.

But the problem is that although it will also pass through the Arklay Mountains, the destination of this train is the Raccoon City Railway Station, not the Umbrella Group branch base.

Is it possible to unload passengers at the train station first and then go to the sub-base?

The original plot of the game is not explained very clearly, but there are indeed many Umbrella Group employees on this train. If the Leech Queen really chooses to take action...

Just thinking about the disgusting image of being covered in leeches (locusts) made Watson feel his scalp numb. Unlike tentacles, leeches are Watson's most hated animal.

At this time, the sky outside the car window began to flash with lightning. The atmosphere became inexplicably tense, all of which pointed to the coming crisis. On the top of the mountain illuminated by distant lightning, it seemed that the figure of the Leech Queen would appear in the next second.

And in the excellent night vision, a large group of unknown creatures are approaching in the suddenly bright sky.

Miss Watson could sit still no longer.

I don't want to be covered in leeches!

He had to first find a toilet with no windows and a separate ceiling to hide in. Even if he had to temporarily climb on the roof of the car to get wet in the rain, it didn't matter. After all, his backpack was waterproof.

Making up his mind, Watson quickly walked to the women's toilet at the end of the carriage.

He didn't plan to carry out any rescue operation. The invasion attack of thousands of biochemical leeches was all-round and he was powerless to stop it. If you must save her, give yourself a Gatling gun and a flamethrower, and maybe you can stand on top of the train and cause some trouble for the Leech Queen.

Unfortunately not, and it's too late to do anything now.

There was an exclamation not far away, as if someone had seen the "monster" lying outside the car window.

Watson no longer hesitated and closed the door hard.

The next second, the sound of shattering car window glass came from everywhere.

The exclamations mixed with male and female voices soon turned into miserable howls. Watson silently took out the paper towels in the toilet and stuffed the crack in the door. A series of intermittent footsteps ran past the door, but it soon stopped with the sound of a heavy fall to the ground.

About a minute passed.

The commotion all around gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of the high-speed rotating wheels still making friction with the rails. Watson waited a while longer to make sure his ears could no longer hear the crawling mollusk.

Turning the handle slightly, he slowly pushed the door open.

The cold wind filled with water vapor poured in from the crack in the door. The first thing that caught my eye was the train corridor covered with blood, and the broken windows were constantly letting in rainwater. A human body lay quietly on the plush carpet on the right. Except for the sound of rolling wheels, the surroundings were silent. The howling cold wind blew past my ears amid the roar of thunder.

A few drops of rain hit Watson's collarbone, sending chills all over his body. But he didn't care about this. What Watson cared about most was whether there would be a carriage full of biochemical leeches rushing towards him.

It seems that there is no such thing for the time being.

At this time the train was still moving fast.

Watson slowly approached the car he was in before. After confirming through the narrow door frame glass that there were no leeches crawling all over the floor, he reached out and pulled the handle of the passage door.

Click!

As soon as the door handle was pulled down, Watson felt a push, as if something was pushing against the door.

Could it be a zombie?

He clenched his fist with his right hand and opened the passage door a few inches with his left hand. A pale arm fell out from the crack of the door and hit the carpet with a muffled sound. Watson stared at the arm for a while, but saw no subsequent movement from it.

Well, it seems that the transformation is not complete yet.

When the door was completely opened, a corpse wearing a guard uniform fell out. It looked like he had been sitting with his back against the passage door when he died. No wonder the door pushed against him as soon as it was opened.

Watson wanted to stretch his legs and step over, but then he noticed the weapons and equipment on the guard.

A walkie-talkie, a flashlight, a fighting knife, a three-part police swing stick, handcuffs, and a standard Beretta M92F pistol (called the M9 pistol in the United States), or the kind with a leg holster.

For a train guard, this equipment is a bit too luxurious. Watson could only attribute it to the fact that the Umbrella Group was so wealthy that it would even sponsor a train.

Yes, whether in the movie or the game plot, the Umbrella Company waved money like this and "bought" most of Raccoon City and the adjacent transportation facilities. This is why they were able to cover it up again and again. Virus leak incident.

Miss Watson took off the entire holster, lifted up her skirt and tied it to her right leg.

Thankfully, this is a leg holster that comes with a waist belt. Otherwise, based on the weight of the entire set of pendants, the pantyhose I wore today would probably suffer a complete disaster.

The magazine in the pistol was still full of 15 rounds, and the poor man didn't even have a chance to fire before he died. After a round of searching, Watson stuffed the three pistol magazines he found into the pockets on both sides of his waterproof backpack before standing up.

As soon as he stood firm, he felt the lights in the carriage begin to go out one after another, and then the entire train began to slow down.

The violent thunderstorm outside the window continued.

Wow!

A bolt of lightning illuminated the car in front of him, illuminating the body of the passenger lying on the seat with his back. His head, bitten by biochemical leeches and full of sores, was hanging upside down, and his eyes were so wide that they were about to burst. looked in the direction of Watson.

Dead bodies were not scary. Watson was used to it on the battlefields of World War II. He had seen worse scenes.

But a corpse that could spring up and bite someone at any time was another matter.

With the turbulence caused by the deceleration of the train, several human bodies in the carriage shook at a consistent frequency, which looked very scary. Due to the tilt of the head, the neck muscles of the passenger corpse in front of Watson were pulled, and the mouth was opened wide.

Looking at that mouth, Watson suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

Please don't get me wrong, he actually wants to know who is more powerful, the black light virus or the T virus.

System, can you answer me?

That's right, I don't have a system.

After thinking for a while (Part 2), Watson took out the fighting dagger that came from the train guard and cut the palm of his hand. This knife still required a lot of force. The force used by normal people is not easy to damage the skin of this body.

A stream of slightly sticky blood flowed from his palm, and Watson moved his injured palm to the mouth in front of him.

I thought it would be a bit similar to the feeling when the black light virus "reverse-infected" Reaper leader Chad Norma, that is, I could feel the real-time pain of the opponent's body and a small part of the deep memory in his brain.

But this time, Watson felt nothing.

Maybe it’s because the target this time is already dead? He thought uncertainly.

The situation soon changed, and the head in front of him began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a minute, there was only a headless body sitting on the seat in front of him.

Well, at least you don’t have to worry about getting infected.

The thunderstorm outside the window continued, and Watson walked to the next few cars, hoping to find more weapons and ammunition. He decided to leave as soon as the train stopped and follow the railway to downtown Raccoon City.

If I remember correctly, this train stopped because of power failure. For someone like me who can't even repair cars, don't think about repairing trains. Besides, I probably can't understand the English instrument panel in the cab.

With a dull creaking sound, the "Zodiac Express" finally stopped on the railway.

四肢各绑着一柄格斗匕首、背包里揣有2支M9手枪和18个弹匣的沃森跳下车来，他还找到了一把伊萨卡M37霰弹枪和30多发霰弹。

The rain had not stopped completely, so Watson opened an umbrella he picked up from the car.

The long railway seemed to be endless, with light rain and mist floating on the hillsides on both sides. There was only the patter of rain in the entire field of vision. It looked like an ordinary night in a quiet mountain forest.

The premise is to ignore the zombie dogs following the sound in front of you.

The skin of these creatures with bloodshot eyes has all rotted and fallen off, and the festering muscle tissue is exposed. On the chest and abdomen, ribs as white as canine teeth can be seen. They didn't make any sound, they just walked towards the train in small steps in the rain.

The raindrops blooming everywhere covered up the movements of these zombie dogs, but in a fixed location, the frequency of the sound of rain actually has a relatively fixed range. Therefore, when the distance between the two parties was close enough, Watson's ears gradually caught the sound of their footsteps.

Putting the umbrella on the ground, Watson reached for his ribs, pulled out a three-section telescopic baton and walked forward. There were only 5 zombie dogs, so he didn't plan to waste bullets on them. The sound of gunfire might cause some unnecessary trouble in advance.

The zombie dogs found Watson.

But a strange scene happened.

The dogs walked gently around Watson, but they did not immediately start to bite. Instead, they kept sniffing, shaking their heads and walking around Watson.

This look reminded Watson of his experience in his previous life. He held some small snacks in his hand to feed the animals, and most of the animals would sniff for a while to confirm that they were food before opening their mouths to eat.

This behavior is not difficult to understand, because in the eyes of animals, "snacks" smell and taste completely different from the food they often eat.

Looking at the hesitant zombie dogs in front of him, Watson thought it might be because his "taste" was too different from that of humans.

A zombie dog approached Watson's feet. Whether it was confirmation that this "person" could be eaten, or perhaps the hunting instinct prevailed, the zombie dog hesitantly opened its mouth and bit Watson's calf.

Then he was beaten with a baton and his brain was blown out.

Before the zombie dogs around him could react, Watson had already taken two steps forward and hit a zombie dog on the head that couldn't dodge with a stick. The baton with great force hit the target without any accident, and the small dog head exploded in an instant.

The momentum did not slow down, Watson did not stop immediately, and allowed his body to run forward a few steps, avoiding the attack from behind. Then he stepped heavily on the gravel ground with his short leather booted right foot, plowing a half-meter long ravine.

Then he exerted force on his legs again, and he rose into the air. His long black legs with graceful lines kicked out like lightning, denting the side chest of a zombie dog. After landing, Watson immediately turned back and rushed towards the remaining two targets who had not yet had time to turn around.

Snapped!

After a quick battle, he hit the last dog's head with a stick. Watson picked up the umbrella on the ground again and walked forward along the railway. The group of zombie dogs were not the only ones attracted by this train. It would be better to leave as soon as possible.

The dead passengers on the train will soon mutate into zombies. I don’t have time to play with them. That’s what the protagonists do.

For example, Rebecca Chambers, the heroine of "Resident Evil 0" who boarded a train to investigate tonight because her helicopter crash-landed nearby; and was escorted to the Umbrella Group branch for investigation after being framed. Experimented with former Marine Corps Second Lieutenant Billy Cohen.

According to the next plot, the protagonists will collect weapons in the train, and then reveal the truth about the virus outbreak step by step...

Wait, weapons?

Watson stopped and looked at the swords, guns and clubs on his body.

Before the train stopped, he searched most of the train's carriages, especially the security personnel and staff rooms where weapons and equipment were most likely to be produced. Watson focused on searching them. After all, he couldn't read English, so he didn't care about diaries, memos, and documents at all.

But at that time, I was only worried about whether there were biochemical leeches in the next carriage, and completely forgot about another issue.

A very serious problem:

Did you take away most of the equipment from the protagonists?

I must be worrying too much, Watson thought.

After all, a game is a game. Even if Billy, the prisoner, has no weapons, Rebecca, as a member of the Raccoon City Special Police Team S.T.A.R.S., how could she go on a mission with only a small pistol? Even if her main duty is to be a medical worker, she is still a police officer after all, so it is natural to carry an extra submachine gun, right?

To put it bluntly, Rebecca is the protagonist of the game. How could the protagonist die so easily, right?

I must be overthinking it.

Miss Watson shook her head, continued to hold up her umbrella with peace of mind, and slowly walked away along the railway.