The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

The burning streets are still bustling with people.

The main body of the lively atmosphere is of course zombies.

After more than ten hours of precipitation, most of the infected people who died later or were mutating have woken up and are wandering around in twos and threes. Nightlife in Raccoon City is far from over.

This obviously made it difficult for the wolf team to move forward. Every time they advanced a block, they had to kill dozens of zombies emerging from every corner. Taking into account the limited ammunition situation, Watson took the initiative to undertake most of the work against the enemy.

He quickly became familiar with the habits of the members of the Wolf Pack.

Captain Ruper is a serious commander; the deputy medic Four Eyes is very curious about the mutants among the infected; the scout Victor and the precision shooter Ghost work quietly and don't like to talk; the chubby demolitionist Beltway is Most of the time I talk about the train.

As for the medic ‘Bertha’, also known as Michela...

She didn't want to get too close.

This is not dislike or dislike, Watson can observe it from the subtle reaction of the other party. On the contrary, Watson felt that Michela's movements seemed a little panicked, but because he was in a dangerous environment full of zombies, he did not have the opportunity to explore the specific reasons.

It is obviously inappropriate to talk at this time. The wolf pack team are all mortals, and once they are infected, they are almost doomed. Unlike Watson, who can drink beer and snacks while walking without fear of being bitten by zombies.

If the zombies had intelligence, they should avoid Watson.

Fortunately, Michela's reaction was only at the beginning.

After all, she was someone who had survived on the battlefield for several years. It didn't take long for her to adjust to her condition. Cover when it's time to cover, stay behind when it's time, and Watson no longer deliberately avoids when he gets close to him.

"Direction 5 o'clock, enemy group."

"I'll handle it."

Scout Victor reported a situation, and Watson walked over with his two swords in hand. It was a group of corpses, probably more than 50 in number, entrenched at the entrance of the roadside gymnasium, blocking the way forward.

The roads in Raccoon City are either the scene of a series of car accidents or crowded with a large number of corpses, and there are few smooth safety lines. Because they need to evacuate here as soon as possible, the wolf team does not have time to observe carefully and plan slowly. They can only rely on the map to feel and move.

Fortunately, there is Watson who doesn't get tired.

This is the common thought of the members of the Wolves. It has been almost an hour since the team started again. This man named "Watson" has shown them a crushing violent fighting power more than once.

He would alternately use long and short cold weapons on his body to kill any infected person who came close as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. After witnessing Watson decapitating a tyrant with his two swords, captain Luper decisively changed his slightly conservative marching plan.

Of course Watson gets tired.

Although I have put some thought into practicing my skill proficiency, it is still quite energy-consuming to rush into the zombies and activate Wushuang. Fortunately, his team's positioning is relatively free. As long as it is a little further away, he can lure two zombies to a small corner to secretly "replenish" them at any time.

Swish!

The last target's head was chopped off with one knife, and the team's path forward was completely cleared. After spending two minutes finishing the attack, Watson pressed the makeshift communicator hanging around his neck and spoke the message that the area had been cleared.

After absorbing so many memories of English skills, Watson's English level is also passively improving. Although the accent is still very non-standard, fortunately, more than half of these memories come from soldiers, and the vocabulary reserve in the combat field belongs to professional counterparts.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Watson knew very well that the painful experience of failing to pass CET-5 five times in his previous life subconsciously prevented him from taking the initiative to learn and use this language.

It didn't take long for Wolves to appear around the corner.

"Thanks for the gun, Watson."

The ghost rarely made a sound as he passed by him. At this time, the precision shooter was holding the sniper M14 given to Watson by Batwoman. The opponent's spare weapon was damaged along with the wheeled chariot, so Watson simply did a favor and lent him the gun.

As for sniping, Watson really can't learn it for a while. He originally wanted to find time to practice in Raccoon City, but who knew he would find Michela so quickly?

The team stopped briefly at an empty bus stop.

This place is close to the outskirts of the city, but the number of zombies has not decreased significantly. The broad streets were crowded with vehicles trying to escape from the city, and many broken arms and limbs hung around the edges of broken car windows. When attacked by a group of corpses, this crowded road that was so narrow that even the car door could not be opened became a deadly cage for the survivors.

Because there were so many vehicles on site, the Wolf Pack team had to navigate the narrow sidewalks under the eaves.

The sight was a mess.

The gunfire from the distance became more intense, and the roar of the engines of fighter jets and helicopters could be heard in the sky. Several members of the wolf team walked and listened, and finally determined that the location of the gunfire was on their path.

This is not easy to handle.

"We are now in the middle of Folsom Street. If we continue walking northwest for 6 miles, we will reach the railway dispatch center." Lubo held a paper map and the flashlight light flickered on the paper: "When we get there, we will leave. The Akurey Mountains camp is not far away.”

The 'Arklay Mountain Camp' she was talking about was a temporary command and supply camp set up by the Umbrella Group for mercenaries in order to clean up infected organisms in the Aklay Mountains.

After the focus of the operation was urgently transferred to Raccoon City, there were still a lot of weapons and equipment left in the temporary camp that had not been evacuated in the future. However, those are basically heavy supplies and are not within the target range of the wolf team's trip.

What they are looking for is transportation.

"But now, the front has turned into a war zone." Beltway put the shotgun back on his shoulder: "You don't want to go directly through it? Those federal soldiers are not easy to deal with..."

"That's not the worst."

Without raising his head, Luper waved his hand to interrupt him: "What I am most worried about is that since the army is coming from the Aklay Mountains in the northwest, the camp in the Aklay Mountains may have been cleared."

"So, what are we going to do?"

Scout Victor looked at his captain. The original escape plan was suspended, but everyone was not discouraged. Mercenaries are like this. Most of the time, let alone fire support, they don't even have ammunition supplies.

Not to mention things like satellite images that can detect battlefield conditions.

As wild dogs of war, they have long been accustomed to it.

"We need to change the target."

Luper raised his head and motioned the team members to look at the map: "Look here, we go southeast through Miner Street and Amy Street." Luper stretched out his hand and gestured on the map: "This way, we can reach Raccoon in 30 minutes at the fastest. City Hospital..."

Before she could finish her words, a crane helicopter appeared in the distant night sky on both sides, flying quickly to the location of the railway dispatch center. Watson could see clearly that the umbrella logo was clearly printed on the belly of the helicopter.

The strange machine under the belly of the plane was spraying pink smoke.

Umbrella actually still has the strength to fight back?

Watson felt that he had underestimated the ability of Colonel Sergey. The hive base had obviously been destroyed. How did this guy gather all the power to deal with the army?

Did SHIELD fail?

He thought again of the tyrant Talos who had fled deep into the base. Although a highly mobile superhuman like himself could target it, if the armor and long-range weapons were replenished, then this "biochemical gorilla" would be useless to ordinary people. Apparently deadly to human soldiers.

Nick Fury wouldn't die there, would he?

Thinking of this, Watson shook his head to himself: What does it have to do with me whether that black braised egg dies or not? It's not a bad thing to be really dead. After all, the world has lost another person who embezzled public funds.

"Damn, they're releasing huge meat bombs!"

The penultimate Silent Four Eyes in the team reacted quickly and immediately realized what the two helicopters wanted to do: "They want to attract infected people from most of the city to the railway dispatch center!"

"Great, now we are truly the Lion King among the buffalo herd."

Beltway quickly checked the shotgun in his hand, and then touched the remaining explosives on his body one by one. The smell of meat bombs can spread far away, and even if you smell it a little bit, infected people will swarm in like sharks smelling the smell of blood in the sea.

What's worse is that once the pheromones released by meat bombs come into contact with the air, they become extremely sticky within a short period of time. Now anyone exposed to the pink smoke becomes a bloody prey in the sea, and will be found wherever they hide.

No matter how powerful the lion king is on the grassland, he can only be crushed by the galloping buffalo herd.

What's more, it's a wolf?

"Go to the railway dispatch center!"

Luper didn't hesitate at all and led the team forward with a wave of his hand. It was no longer possible to go to the Raccoon City Hospital in the southeast. She used the faint firelight above the city to observe the distribution of pink smoke. It would be a huge encirclement from southwest to northeast.

It happened so suddenly.

The empty streets were lined with ruined buildings, and there were no well-sealed rooms to hide in. The wolf team can now only escape towards the Aklay Mountains in the northwest direction. It is better to run into the army than to be overwhelmed by the infected people one after another.

The most familiar emergency escape link is here.

The wolf team that had been moving slowly in the crowded traffic just now turned into agile parkour athletes. What makes Watson even more incredible is that between climbing the wall and flipping over the car cover, several people actually found the energy to shoot and change bullets.

He felt that even Ezio Auditore, the protagonist of "Assassin's Creed", would have to praise himself as "master" here.

When it comes to escaping, mercenaries are the most professional.

The whole set of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, completed in one go. Fortunately, these zombies encountered on the road had basically been attracted by the flesh bomb pheromones that spread all the way to the railway dispatching center, and found many opportunities for the escaping wolf team to intersect.

Occasionally encountering special types such as hunters and lickers, Watson can kill them with a few blows.

After escaping a series of car wrecks, street intersections and buildings, Watson and the Wolf Pack rushed up a hill.

The scene in front of me suddenly became clear.

It's just...not a good picture.

On the wide ground covered with railways, the human army is resisting the collision of the zombie tide. On the side of the infected, in addition to biological weapons such as Lickers and Hunters, three Tyrants also appeared, and several large pieces of debris that were thrown knocked over a Humvee that was firing violently.

There are about 50 people on the human side, all of whom are fully armed soldiers.

About 10 Humvee military vehicles equipped with heavy machine guns were lined up in a row, and there were several Black Hawk helicopters in the sky, pouring firepower madly at the group of corpses. Several light chains carrying tracer bullets shot forward, efficiently harvesting these long-dead lives.

But there are just too many of them.

Lying quietly on the human side's position were three instruments equipped with multi-faceted nozzles, which were exactly the same as those Watson had seen under the belly of the umbrella crane helicopter before. By this time these things had been blown up by the soldiers, but it was too late.

Nearly a thousand zombies coming from the southwest are continuously joining the battlefield.

This kind of fearless death charge is really scary. Coupled with the long-range attacks launched by the tyrant from time to time, the human side's defense line is already in danger. If any Humvee military vehicle is knocked over, it will be a huge loss to the sustained firepower effectiveness.

The situation quickly changed.

A convoy of about 30 Humvees passed through the building complex in the southeast, ran over the unlucky infected people blocking the road, and rushed towards the soldiers' position.

Watson recognized it as the S.H.I.E.L.D. team.

Before he could carefully identify the specific conditions of these agents, a huge figure nearly 10 meters tall appeared behind the convoy. Looking at the familiar gorilla-like running posture, the name of the tyrant Talos came to Watson's mind.

But at this time, the tyrant Talos...

The styling is really exaggerated.

How should I put it? It's a bit like Winston the orangutan in "Overwatch".

The whole body is basically covered by light gray armor, and several thick energy pipes spread out from the backpack on its back, connecting to weapons and various parts of the body. The left shoulder is equipped with a missile launching nest with 20 tubes; and Tyrant Talos's right hand is even more extreme, holding an electromagnetic gun.

Yes, railgun.

The familiar appearance immediately reminded Watson of it. Isn't this the electromagnetic gun used by the heroine Jill to blow the head of the goddess of revenge in the final battle of "Resident Evil 3: Remake"?

Tyrant Talos was holding a version that was enlarged more than ten times.

It's chaos, it's all chaos.

Howard Stark, look at what you've done!

This was the first thought in Watson's mind at this time.