The Collection of The End

【—September 29, 23:08, Raccoon City Police Station, courtyard—】

"Is there a cemetery next to the police station? Who designed it?" Claire commented, looking at the zombies wandering outside the barbed wire fence.

"To be precise, it is a museum. I think it may be the curator." Jin Jing was fiddling with the walkie-talkie.

This was given to her by a police officer named David when he evacuated his guard post. According to him, he had used it to communicate with certain rescue teams and obtained some supplies. If you contact him again, just report it. If you are in your own position, there will be airdropped supplies being thrown down.

This kind of function is a bit too outrageous, and ordering food is not so convenient, not to mention it is now in 1998.

"[This is the 73rd Air Crew Rescue Team. Those who can receive this channel and need rescuers, please reply to tell us where you are, the number of people who need to be armed, and your specific needs, repeat—]"

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

"We are the Raccoon City Police Department," Jin Jing tried to speak on the channel: "There are about ten survivors who need light weapons, ammunition and medical supplies."

"[Received.]" The other side replied.

Buzzing-whoosh-

As soon as the communication was interrupted, a transport helicopter flew over the police station and dropped a big red metal box, but it was strangely not attached to a parachute. The box fell at a very high speed and collapsed. A large wall crashed into the second floor of the police station.

"Oh! Don't these guys take it easy?" Claire complained.

"No... wait a minute," Jin Jing's eyes jumped off: "Do you think that there is a rescue team plane above us, and what is the probability that it is loaded with the materials we need?"

"Ten percent?" Claire tried.

"So, the remaining 90% is... the guy who lost our birth weapon to chase us before, listened to this channel in order to continue their'experiment'." Jin Jing raised her head, staring at the metal box and smashed it in. s position.

Squeak...

Through the collapsed wall, she could clearly see that a bald, strong man in a brown and yellow windbreaker came out of the box with an indifferent expression.

At this time, it could be clearly seen that the outer barbed wire was covered by a thick layer of black mist, and under Jin Jing’s vision, a long blood bar appeared with two large words written on it:

【tyrant】.

"Damn it, you got fooled," Jin Jing drew his gun and rushed into the police station: "Marvin and the others are not its opponents!"

"Wait for me!" Claire followed.

Almost at the same time, the task panel also appeared:

[Secondary task: knock down the tyrant. (Reward: 3000 soul times)]

[Hidden mission: Collect all three goddess badges without knocking down the tyrant who invaded the police station. (Reward: 5000 souls, the tyrant will disappear.)]

This hidden mission can't be done at all, right?

Jin Jing glanced at the task and muttered.

With the combat power of Marvin and other police officers, there is no power to fight against this specially manufactured biochemical weapon.

Think about it carefully, this task should be prepared for the samsara who tends to be concealed and move quickly, but their own strength is insufficient. Judging from the clumsy appearance of the tyrant when no one is controlling it, it can’t tell who the specific target is, and only sees people. Fight, after Marvin and others acted as cannon fodder and delayed enough time, the samsara who were not good at fighting and good at solving puzzles and searching should be able to collect the Qi goddess badge and make the tyrant disappear.

And I... can only do it recklessly.

[—September 29, 23:16, Raccoon City Police Department, Director's Office—]

This is a room on the second floor of the police station. If there is no sign of the chief’s room hanging on its door, it may be considered as a trophy collection room for senior hunters. In addition to desks and bookcases, there are snakes, The specimens of crocodiles and some birds, the heads of various animals are on the walls, and there is a statue of a tiger... standing at the door.

Boom!

Giggle—

In this weird environment, as Jin Jing shot again and hit the "tyrant"'s bald head, it finally crashed down while making a weird sound.

"I am very lucky now that I was not caught by it at the time." Claire gasped.

"Yes..." Jin Jing agreed.

After actually fighting the "tyrant", she understood the difficulty of the "sergeant chief" fighting at the beginning, and was fortunate for her decisive escape when she first saw it before.

Before, in order to prevent the tyrant from going to the entrance hall on the first floor, when Jin Jing and Claire attracted their attention together, they accidentally got scratched when they punched it. Her health was directly dropped by 40 points, and the picture in front of her instantly turned black and white. The background color, hurriedly rolled away and used the first aid spray I picked up before to ease.

You know, she has 5 points for blankets, 8 points for hats, and 12 points for armor. A total of 25 points of damage reduction can still be marked like this. Based on her 55 HP, if she doesn't wear equipment, she can be The fist wind blew to death, and still owed 10 points.

Thinking about it this way, was it normal to be stabbed to death by Gaya coconut?

In the case of a tyrant, she roughly estimated the attack power of her gun and the proportion of its life value being reduced each time it was hit. This guy also has at least 5000 HP. If the gun is not infinite bullets, she might have to get it later. Fight with a dagger to scrape it-risking being blown out by a punch.

As for the harvest, in addition to the fixed income of 3000 souls, it is...

[The soul of "Tyrant"]

[A deformed soul with great power. 】

[After using it, you can get a lot of souls, and you can also get a certain power contained in it through refining. 】

[T-103 is a tyrant model that can be produced by Umbrella's stable mass production. After the outbreak of the Resident Evil in Raccoon City, they were put here to conduct actual combat tests by hunting down informed survivors. The intelligence level of this model Very low, it must rely on direct command to make an action that meets expectations. Perhaps it is a good choice to lead it to the battlefield where no signal is received. 】

['The coat is a restraint device, not a protective gear']

"[Raccoon City Police Department, this is the 73rd Air Rescue Team. Your supplies have been delivered, please receive them as soon as possible.]"

At this time, the walkie-talkie that had been silent for a few minutes sounded again, and the sound of a transport helicopter flying by quickly came from the sky. When Jin Jing looked out, she saw a man with a conspicuous orange umbrella flower falling towards the police station courtyard. Green ammunition box.

"You said, is there such a possibility?" After Jin Jing thanked the person on the opposite side of the walkie-talkie, she looked at Claire: "If this guy is not thrown down to attack us, he may be used to shoot down this one and provide help to the survivors. Rescue plane?"

"Umbrella bastards..." Claire kicked the fallen tyrant: "Let's go, now that we have supplies, we should find those badges as soon as possible and send Inspector Marvin and them to a safe place."

"Um..." Jin Jing looked at her again without saying much.

Do you remember that you are just an ordinary female college student?