The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

The trade cooperation with Captain Dugan has been negotiated.

There are many buildings in the railway dispatch center, as well as many failed high-voltage power towers. In Damtan Dugan's original plan, they would rely on manpower and vehicles to clear some passage obstacles, and then rely on continuous maneuvers between bunkers such as train cars and buildings to avoid attacks.

If the gorilla fails to be held back, there is a backup plan. He directly detonated the high-energy explosives he had just planted, and then took the opportunity to escape to the Umbrella Chemical Plant a few hundred meters away to play hide-and-seek again.

This plan is not particularly safe, considering that the Umbrella Chemical Plant next door has not yet been cleaned up.

Fortunately, Watson is willing to directly drag the target.

Seeing that the other party repeatedly promised that nothing would happen to him, Damtan Dugan simply accepted the proposal.

Falling back to the ground, Watson lifted his feet and walked out.

"Did you see what he did just now?"

Neighboring agents were whispering to their companions.

Although Captain Dugan made it clear that this was a misunderstanding, everyone was still a little curious about this mysterious man who had just set up a fight with them. But I can't complain. Sometimes informants really need to use this method for urgent meetings.

Maybe... this is also a very high-level informant?

The agents and soldiers looked at Watson walking slowly outside, with different thoughts for a moment.

Watson noticed the Hummer in front of him, and there was a black man with short hair in the passenger seat. He wore a simple eyepatch over his left eye, and the remaining eye revealed an unabashed look, vigilance, and exploration.

Nick Fury.

Watson didn't have any special reaction when he met the famous future agent king. The helmet of the secret combat uniform blocked his vision, making him look like he walked over slowly as if he didn't care.

Nick Fury in the car looked at Watson's back and frowned.

Those ferocious monsters in the hive underground base, the powerful biochemical weapons, and the biochemical gorilla in front of them that chased them through most of the city... He took advantage of the break of installing bombs to browse through some parts carefully. Culture chamber samples and related information.

If they were completely controllable, how powerful would these biological weapons be?

The results of a cursory assessment are striking.

If we only use cost as a comparison, then the "Nemesis" product I saw only costs about one-third of the price of an M1 main battle tank to cultivate, and the maintenance cost is almost the same as the stock price. diving.

The cost of mass-produced cannon fodder such as hunters and lickers is even lower, and they can be cultivated in batches. The strong body's load-bearing capacity is very good. It can be sent to be beaten by just attaching the cut-off armor plate of an old tank. If it goes too far, it can be equipped with a powerful explosive.

When the technology meets the conditions in the future, it is not impossible to install a remote-controlled machine gun. What's more important is that these high-quality and cheap consumables do not require pensions at all. A large number of soldiers no longer need to go to the battlefield, and the Congressmen can wake up from their dreams with a smile.

Thinking about it another way, what if these strengthening methods can be successfully used on human soldiers?

This technology is enough to change the world.

The Earth is in dire need of greater power.

In the "Skrull Incident" two years ago, in addition to meeting the powerful Carol Danvers, what Nick Fury still remembers most is the military technology of the alien race Kree. Those warships that rushed from the vast starry sky still appear in nightmares.

The human body is really too fragile.

Turning his gaze back from the mysterious man, Nick Fury looked at the huge figure in the distance with his one eye, and secretly pocketed the sealed box inside the combat uniform.

......

The heavy footsteps were approaching, sounding like bells under the silent night sky.

Several Black Hawk helicopters have already been evacuated due to the same fuel problem. They must wait until the additional helicopter fleet returns before the agents and soldiers can truly evacuate Raccoon City.

call out!

Several missiles flew out from the launch nest on Tyrant Talos's left shoulder and hit the railway dispatch center. But the human side is already well prepared, and most of the people are in thick bunkers.

Turning over and jumping off the temporary bunker on the outermost layer, Watson stepped onto the wide ground in front of him with his two swords in hand.

There are thousands of monsters in front of me.

Tyrant Talos was already less than a hundred meters away. As the distance gradually narrowed, Watson could truly feel its size. Considering the opponent's gorilla posture with long arms and short legs, and on all fours, this guy should be more than 15 meters tall when he stands straight.

But wasn’t this thing originally a well-proportioned muscular man? Why does it become like this?

If you don't want to think about it anymore, do it.

The cold and moist air passed by the ears at high speed, and the distance between the two sides had shortened to within the range of the rope gun. Two sharp spear heads were nailed to the armor plate, and Watson rose into the air and flew towards the tyrant Talos.

Let’s start fishing.

Yes, fish.

When it landed on the ground just now, Watson could clearly see the one eye that Nick Fury was looking at in the shadow of the cab. This guy will probably create a secret file when he goes back and write down every move he made on the battlefield.

Turning his body to easily avoid the giant palm of Tyrant Talos, Watson struck a knife with his backhand, cutting a deep crack in the armor plate of the opponent's broad shoulder.

Tyrant Talos put down the electromagnetic gun in his hand, waved his hands and began to beat his body, trying to hit Watson. It's a pity that this guy's size has increased several times, but his reaction speed has not increased much.

After taking a while to get used to the sound of the big fist hitting his chest, Watson began to make irregular circular motions around it with the help of a rope gun, and from time to time he would go up and chop.

There were a few times when he really couldn't dodge his fists, so Watson simply used the rope gun to unlock the gun head and let himself be thrown out like a hydrangea.

Then it flew back after a few seconds.

Anyway, Captain Dugan only needs to wait until the bomber formation arrives.

Although Watson vaguely felt that the black light virus in his body seemed to like to devour such powerful creatures, he would not do so easily if there was no particularly good opportunity.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s combat satellites are probably already floating in the sky now. Unlike the previous "spreading" Nemesis, this orangutan in tight armor has no hiding places to hide in. And Nick Fury's black braised egg is also watching from a distance, waiting to take down some combat information.

So forget it for now.

But...this guy is really tough.

After observing the shoulder armor plate with several cracks cut out by himself, Watson felt that the thickness of this thing was probably more than 1 meter. And judging by its location, this armor plate shouldn't be the thickest on Tyrant Talos.

If he doesn't cut the gaps in the armor with these two small toothpicks in his hand, then obviously he can't even break through the opponent's defense. Even if it penetrated, it would only be a minor injury to this behemoth.

Watson's body is far from complete.

It should be said that his current abilities have not yet evolved to a level that can effectively deal with extremely large creatures. In the original game "Prototype of Murder", the production team actually set up many skills for players to deal with different battle situations.

If you are dealing with a group of cannon fodder, you can use sharp claws; if you are chasing enemies far away, you can mutate into a long whip; if the enemy is stronger, you can use a long knife if you are a speed type, and you can use a heavy hammer if you are a powerful type; even when encountering different types of attacks, There are also shields or full body armor to choose from.

But Watson now has nothing except the short bone blade.

Just at this time.

Tyrant Talos looked away from Watson,

I don’t know whether it was delayed for too long, or whether the built-in combat chip believed that the distant human convoy positions had higher priority. Tyrant Talos picked up the damaged electromagnetic gun again, and moved towards the railway dispatch center again.

I knew it would be like this.

Watson frowned.

Well, since you don't want to play with me like this, then let's get to the point.

Jumping on the back of Tyrant Talos, watching for the left hand that might strike at any time, Watson took out a few pieces of explosives given by Dugan.

A few seconds later.

Several thick energy pipes on the side of Tyrant Talos burst into violent flames. Although it did not cause any damage to itself, the monster stopped immediately.

"I've never kept my ex-girlfriend!"

Watson took a few breaths and walked quickly towards the tyrant Talos: "Although this is entirely my fault, I have to save you now, are you touched?"

"Roar!!!"

He was answered with an angry slap.

After dodging again, the two sides started the second round.

The energy pack on Talos the Tyrant is so deadly that the Umbrella Corporation will not neglect its protection. Although Captain Dugan patted his chest to ensure that these explosives were powerful enough, Watson gave up the idea when he saw the armor shell on the backpack.

In Mrs. Viper's memory, the reason why Tyrant Talos in this form has not left the experimental stage is not only because the state is not stable enough, but also because the equipment has not been fully manufactured. The current body was probably forced out by the combat chip.

Those energy transmission tubes are the breakthrough point.

Due to the need to coordinate body movements, the armor installed in this part is relatively weak. Now several powerful bombs have been dropped, and several cracks have been successfully blasted. The crimson solution flowed out like blood, splashing onto the ground to form streams of water.

Tyrant Talos was like a giant man carrying a leaky bucket of water on his back. He actually wanted to stretch out a hand to cover the breach, completely losing the intimidating look he had just now.

What happened next was even more unexpected.

The approaching corpse tide seemed to "smell" the liquid and rushed towards it. A few zombies stumbling in the front came closer and knelt down directly, sticking out their dirty tongues to lick the ground.

Then they were stepped on by countless paws.

The zombie army that was charging towards the humans just a moment ago seemed to have hit a deep pit. It began to stagnate from the middle, and then the entire formation became chaotic.

Da da da da da da! !

Agents and soldiers at the railroad dispatch center opened fire.

The tyrant Talos roared angrily and slapped his body constantly, trying to knock down those of his kind who climbed on top of him beyond their own control. After being delayed for so long by Watson, the hungry corpses had completely spread to the giant beast.

boom!

A missile flew out of the launch nest on the left shoulder and hit the ground almost at close range. Although a considerable price of armor loss was paid, a small area has been cleared. Tyrant Talos repeated his old tricks and fired missiles in several directions.

Not only that, he also picked up the electromagnetic gun in his right hand and used it as a stick to sweep away many zombies.

The opportunity is here.

Seeing Tyrant Talos, an elephant covered in ants, exposing more and more wounds, Watson took advantage of the opportunity to kill the zombies around him and secretly unzipped his cuffs.

Taking out a rope gun and firing it, Watson stepped on the chest of the zombie beside him in two steps, and successfully transformed into one of the many "ants" on Tyrant Talos.

But this ant is deadly.

Several mouths bit on the body, blocked by the flexible protective layer of combat uniforms. The space behind Watson has been completely filled with zombies. If you look at the appearance alone, you can no longer see Watson in the tyrant Talos crawling with zombies.

It's time to end this.

After fixing his body between the two huge armor plates, Watson put his left hand directly into the wound in front of him and activated the devouring ability of the black light virus. The next second, the huge body began to vibrate crazily as if it had received a strong electric shock.

A huge pressure came from behind, and then the twisting zombie behind him suddenly stopped moving. Watson turned his head hard, but all he could see from his field of vision was blood.

This big guy should be rolling on the ground now.

Watson used his arms to push his body closer to the gap. Although connected to the huge "energy supply" of Tyrant Talos, Watson could recover immediately no matter what injury he suffered, but he did not want to deliberately taste the pain of being crushed.

Although now...he may not be able to feel the pain.

After successfully invading Tyrant Talos's wound, it didn't take long for Watson's entire body to begin to feel a familiar sense of excitement and satisfaction. Just as he had devoured the Nemesis a few hours ago, his nerves and senses were once again lulled into a comfortable numbness.

Fortunately, his hands and feet were still firmly stuck in the gap.

The violent shaking continued.

Watson has seen debris flow-like fragments of tissue spreading from behind him to his chest. At this moment, Captain Dugan's shout came from the earphone: "Well done Watson, the bomber is coming, get away quickly!"

"......receive."

Watson used all his strength to let go of his hands and feet, and was immediately thrown out together with the large zombie remains. He wasn't worried that the remaining black light virus wouldn't be able to kill the target. This thing had never let him down. If something goes wrong, wait until the bombing is over and try again.

Pfft!

After letting his body fall into the pile of corpses and rolling a few times, Watson slowly got up from the ground. It wasn't that he didn't want to get up right away, it was just that his body felt very wrong and his hands and feet were shaking slightly. The feeling of numbness lasted for a long time this time.

What's going on here?

Is the aunt here or is the experience bar full?

"Watson! Did you receive it? Where are you now?" Captain Dugan's voice sounded in the earphones. He held a telescope at the railway dispatching center, but after looking at it for a long time, the only one still making moves on the field was the bloody gorilla.

"...I'm fine."

The palm of his hand slipped, and Watson climbed up half of his body and fell to the ground again. Fortunately, after some troubles by the tyrant Talos, the corpses nearby have been basically cleared away, and the corpses in the distance have not yet arrived.

After trying for a while, Watson finally stood up.

He looked up and saw a group of bombers approaching in the sky. Slowly turning half a circle, he desperately controlled his body and ran out. But the control of his body has not been completely restored, and Watson feels that his current running posture must be like a zombie.

After running about a few hundred meters, an explosion sounded behind him.