Game world survival starts from Resident Evil 2

"Squat down, everyone squat down!"

"Don't even talk!"

The bodyguards and agents protected the dignitaries, and only after confirming that no attack had occurred, someone used a communicator to send out a message:

"——'Longhorn' is fine, bring 'beast' here."

Call for support.

At this time, the main control room was also in panic.

If it is a simple power outage, the backup power supply should be activated within a very short time and the power supply should be restored. But at this time, not only the power supply was cut off inside the White House, but also here, and a blue box with "NO SIGNAL" was displayed on all the screens.

"What...!?"

"No, the backup power supply is not responding!"

"Only emergency lighting can be turned on manually..."

The supervisor was also a little panicked. He picked up the walkie-talkie and kept calling: "Team leader, what's going on with the electricity!? Can anyone hear me?"

——Inside the Office of the President.

The three important officials, including President Graham, were protected by agents and bodyguards. Everyone was extremely vigilant, waiting for the arrival of support troops.

However, after a stalemate for a while, Wilson was the first to speak: "...Does anyone know what the situation is now?"

There was a bit of impatience in his tone, and he was obviously not satisfied with the current situation.

"This was not an accident."

In response, Jason on the side made a decisive conclusion.

At this time, although he was still worried about his subordinates, he also calmed down and prepared to deal with the situation in front of him - but he could not let Wilson find out that something was wrong.

In addition, Wilson himself had assigned the task in advance, so he took the initiative: "I'll go outside to check. Patrick, follow me."

"Copy that." Patrick was obedient.

The two turned on the flashlights, left the office one after another, and explored along the road.

"Everyone, stay calm, go back to the office, lock the door, and stay put."

Along the way, the two men performed their duties, calming down the officials who came to the corridor and sending them back to their offices.

While doing this, Patrick couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "...That Leon really knows how to choose the right time, but he's not here now."

Jason heard his whisper and then ignored him at all.

As the two of them walked forward, there was no one else in the corridor. All the officials had been notified and returned to their offices to wait.

Therefore, Jason and Patrick also increased their vigilance. If someone appears again in this situation, it is more likely to be the person who is causing trouble behind the scenes.

The two came to a T-shaped corner, and one person occupied one side. Jason quickly flashed his flashlight, looked around the corner, and then gestured to Patrick to go that way, while he explored in the opposite direction.

Patrick had great respect for Jason, "Pannenstein's hero", so he immediately nodded in agreement. He stepped out of the corner, moving his flashlight up, down, and down while flashing on and off, looking ahead in a classic low-light tactical move and moving quickly forward.

After arriving at the next corner without incident, Patrick was about to take a look when he heard a painful groan coming from the corridor ahead.

He also immediately paused and stuck his head out from the corner. Through the moonlight shining in from the window at the end of the corridor, he saw a man also wearing a suit, covering his neck with one hand and holding on to the wall, staggering towards him.

Patrick turned out, turned on the flashlight and took a look, and then he was surprised.

"...Spesser Press Secretary? What's going on?"

He quickly stepped forward and supported Spesser.

"I...I don't know, there was a sudden power outage, and then...someone attacked me from behind, and he bit me..."

Patrick wanted to ask more questions, but Spesser had gradually lost strength, answered vaguely, and sat on the ground along the wall.

Patrick quickly supported him and reported the situation through the communicator: "Spesser's press secretary is beside me. He has a head injury, but he is conscious. He said he was attacked..."

Just at this moment, Jason ran over quickly. He glanced at Spesser on the ground, his eyes flashing slightly.

"...What's going on?" Although he knew at a glance that the appearance of this person meant that Wilson's plan had begun to be implemented, the process still had to go.

So, after listening to Patrick's simple explanation, Jason nodded: "You help him treat his wounds, and I'll go upstairs and take a look."

"OK!"

Jason hurried away. And in his heart, how the new agent Patrick will end up depends on his ability... and luck.

"...Hmph, are you lucky?" Jason's face twitched, revealing a cruel smile with the corners of his mouth downwards.

On Patrick's side, as soon as Jason left, Spesser seemed to have run out of strength and fell to the ground along the wall. His whole body was twitching continuously and his eyes rolled white, which scared Patrick quite a bit.

"Mr. Spesser? Sir! What's wrong with you!"

Seeing Spesser gradually stop breathing, Patrick took a deep breath and went to get the portable defibrillator.

However, as soon as he took out the small box from the emergency medicine cabinet and put it on the ground to start assembling it, Spesser, who was lying on the ground beside him, suddenly opened his eyes!

"call--"

Patrick was still assembling the defibrillator when he saw Spesser sit up suddenly!

"...Mr. Spesser?"

Patrick is not an agent in the anti-biochemical field. He was called to deal with the "White House server illegal intrusion incident". His expertise is in the electronic field and internal investigations.

It was precisely because of this that although he had heard of biological and chemical attacks in the past, this was the first time he saw zombies appear in front of him.

Therefore, it was not until Spesser, who had transformed into a zombie, got up from the ground and rushed towards him with his teeth and claws bared, that Patrick finally reacted and followed Spesser's bite force, instinctively using Using the grappling technique, he grabbed the opponent's arm and pressed it against the wall with his backhand!

But zombies can't be controlled by grappling skills. The muscles in "Speyser's" body swelled crazily under the stimulation of the virus. When he struggled hard, he exploded with strength that a press secretary would never have, and even grabbed him. His left arm was pulled to the bone and dislocated!

In this way, it basically broke free from the restraint, and its strong force also pushed Patrick back. "Spethor" then turned around and pounced on Patrick again!

Patrick was so frightened that he pushed and kicked Spesser away, and then quickly pulled out his gun.

There was no time to warn the other party not to move, so Patrick decisively pulled the trigger!

"Bang--!!"

The first gunshot of the night echoed in the White House!

This shot accurately hit the zombie's heart, and it had no effect. Patrick has not received relevant training, and his reaction to zombies is similar to that of an ordinary police officer. He kept shooting while retreating, but he didn't know to hit the head. It was difficult for small-caliber pistol bullets to stop the zombies' advance.

Seeing the ferocious-looking "Spesser" getting closer and closer with the bullet in his head, Patrick panicked and accidentally fell to the ground!

"It's over!"

He didn't even think about whether to give himself a quick shot, "Speyser" had already pounced on him!

"Bang--!!"

A different gunshot sounded than before, and Patrick opened his eyes, only to see that the former press secretary had fallen to the ground, with a hole in the center of his head and blood spreading under his body.

He turned around subconsciously and saw the man who saved him.

Although it was the first time they met, Patrick still blurted out the other person's name subconsciously:

"Leon?"

The person who came was naturally Leon. Due to a sudden power outage at the White House, he was delayed for a while before landing smoothly, so he was able to arrive at this time.

"Remember, hit them on the head."

Putting down the modified Matilda in his hand, Leon spoke seriously.

Patrick opened his mouth, but nothing came out for a moment.

Seeing that Leon seemed to be trying to pull him away, he quickly cheered up, got up from the ground, and said, "You, you are finally here!"

Leon noticed that his attitude was a bit strange, but he didn't take it seriously. Many White House agents have a bad attitude towards him because he was promoted too quickly. After rescuing Ashley two years ago, he gained the trust of President Graham. There are too many people who don't like him.

Now is not the time to worry about such trivial matters. Leon was just about to ask the other party to go with him to find the president, but suddenly he heard a "bang" from behind him. The door of a small office behind him was knocked open, and a woman who had been infected with the mutation was revealed. The employees walked out!

Leon was also shocked and immediately raised his gun and pulled the trigger!

But there was obviously more than one enemy. The door of the office opposite was also opened, and another mutated White House official came out and rushed toward Lyon.

There were enemies coming out from behind the female zombie just now, attacking from both sides. Without thinking, Leon reached out and pulled out the second Matilda from the holster under his ribs!

"Bang bang bang bang bang-!!"

Matilda originally had a continuous fire function, but after being modified by Kendo's eldest brother, its performance reached its peak. At this moment, in Leon's hands, the two guns were flying back and forth, constantly spraying bullets, but they were not shooting randomly. Almost every shot was aimed at a specific enemy, and none of them missed!

In the eyes of Patrick across the corridor, Leon seemed to be holding two guns and dancing gracefully among the corpses!

He was stunned.

Until Leon's shout reached his ears: "Be careful behind you——!!"

Patrick came to his senses and turned around quickly, only to see that the door of another office behind him had also been knocked open, and several more zombies were flying towards him!

"ah!!"

When Leon saw this, he knew he could no longer hide his clumsiness, so he immediately said: "Close your eyes!"

Although there was no logic in this statement, Patrick somehow believed deeply in Leon, who had doubted his ability before, and he closed his eyes tightly at that moment.

Then, he felt several strong winds flying past him. The nearest one almost hit his ear, and then there was the sound of bullets hitting and the sound of sharp blades entering flesh in front of him!

Even before that there was a loud shout: "Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa -"

"Pfft!!"

“Swish, swish, swish—!”

After a period of very strange noises, the moans and roars of the zombies that could still be heard just now disappeared, leaving only a long and steady breathing sound.

Patrick's eyelids twitched, he couldn't control his curiosity and opened his eyes. Then, he saw a shocking scene.

In front of him, Leon stood sideways at the end of the corridor, holding a magical purple sword in his hand. There was still a large amount of blood on the sword, but it was drying up very quickly.

Lyon stood there, his suit untied, the hem slightly lifted by the wind. The moonlight coming in from the window illuminated half of his face, outlining the distinct lines.

Patrick was stunned again.

Until Lyon looked at him and asked, "Can you still walk?"

As he asked, Lyon came to Patrick and held out his hand.

If it was when he first met Lyon, Patrick might have to go through a brief mental struggle before grabbing Lyon's hand. But now, he shook it without hesitation. Then he realized that his legs were trembling.

But he still said, "I... can walk! Thank you!"

Lyon just smiled and said, "Then please turn a blind eye to my carrying restricted knives into the White House."

Patrick was stunned for a moment, until he saw the greatsword in Lyon's hand flashing with a strange purple light, then he came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry! Definitely, definitely!"

Lyon was also very satisfied with this. He pretended to put the Night Song in his hand against the wall and said, "Let's go and see Mr. President."

"Yes! Sir!"

Unconsciously, Patrick even used honorifics to Leon, and his attitude was very respectful, even more than that to Jason.

Patrick: Gradually turning into a fanboy.

The two then returned to the President's office. Although there were wandering zombies on the road, there were not many of them. With two guns in hand, Leon easily flattened them and returned smoothly.

When the two entered the office, Jason had already arrived.

Seeing Leon appear, President Graham's eyes lit up: "Leon!"

"Mr. President! Are you okay?"

...

Soon, everyone in the room began to prepare.

Jason took rifles from the weapon rack hidden in the wall of the office and distributed them to the agents. They also took ammunition and replenished their supplies.

"Get ready, we're going to the bunker."

The two bodyguards were putting bulletproof vests on President Graham, while Graham was talking to Leon:

"Are you sure it's a zombie?"

Leon was checking the rifle he had just received, and felt that it was not as convenient as Matilda's, and even less convenient than Ye Ge's, but it would be fine.

He also replied: "It is indeed a zombie, sir. Sorry I'm late."

Graham shook his head: "Not at all. You saved my daughter Ashley, and I owe you a favor. Besides, only if you are here, we can get through this level."

Leon bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude, and Graham didn't say much.

But the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Wilson, who was also wearing a bulletproof vest, took this in.

"Graham, you actually trust that agent so much... Ha, interesting."

Wilson's mouth curled, and he had a new evil thought.

Graham sighed at last. He didn't expect that the tragedy in Raccoon City would happen in the White House, and everyone was ready.

"Are you ready?"

Among the combatants, Jason had the oldest qualifications and official position, so he began to give orders.

"Let's go, escort the president to the bunker! Use a defensive formation, and everyone should be on high alert!"

So, four agents, two bodyguards, and six combatants protected President Graham, Secretary of Defense Wilson, and staff Ryan in the center in the most rigorous formation, and rushed out of the office and headed towards the bunker.

Jason and Leon, who had the strongest combat power and the most experience, took the lead. The two were responsible for opening the way on the left and right. Any zombie who dared to show his head would be immediately shot in the face.

"Bang bang bang bang--!!"

In the back, Shen Mei and Patrick were the last, and two bodyguards protected the president and the other two in the middle. The group quickly broke through, soon entered the elevator, and arrived at the entrance of the bunker.

At this point, everyone relaxed a little. After opening the bunker door with the code and sending the three politicians in, Jason began to arrange tasks again.

"The support troops haven't arrived yet, let's go clean up the interior of the White House and search for any survivors."

He glanced at Patrick, whose spirit had changed: "You stay and protect the president."

Patrick was stunned, but he also understood that he was indeed inexperienced, so he nodded: "Yes!"

Jason looked at Lyon and Shen Mei again: "You two, follow me!"

Before leaving, Jason looked at Lyon more: "I look forward to your performance."

Lyon didn't say much. Seeing Jason leaving with Shen Mei first, he looked at Patrick instead: "Are you okay?"

Patrick was still in shock, but when he heard him ask, he stood at attention on the spot:

"I'm fine!"

Lyon smiled, patted his shoulder and encouraged: "That's good. Take good care of Mr. President."

"Yes!"

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Lyon left.

Patrick watched the bunker door slowly close and Leon's back gradually disappear, and he was a little distracted.

After a while, he turned around and began to care about the safety of the president and others.

"Are you okay, sir?"

President Graham and his staff Ryan both waved their hands without responding. Patrick just felt relieved and was about to replenish ammunition, but then he realized something was wrong.

"... Wait? Where's Mr. Wilson?"

- On the ground, in the White House.

After returning to the ground, Jason, Shen Mei and Leon separated and each looked for survivors.

Shen Mei went up to the second floor, Lyon went to the west wing, and Jason stayed in the east wing to search.

And Ye Ge, who had just separated and was hiding on Lyon's waist as a pendant, flew out again: "Have you solved the trouble? Come on, come on, my blade is thirsty!"

Lyon shook his head, but didn't say anything. He held Ye Ge and started searching.

As for those zombies who were extremely unfortunate and appeared in front of him, they were naturally either chopped by a sword or shot in the head with two shots.

Lyon had a smooth journey.

At the same time, Jason and Shen Mei were also searching on their own. They also encountered zombies, but they also solved them with their own experience.

However, compared with Shen Mei's combat style, which was mainly safe, Jason was more desperate. He would even take out his gun and change bullets while striding towards the zombies rushing towards him, as if he was playing with a heartbeat.

The three of them fought hard on their own, and the support troops who had been summoned long ago finally arrived late at this time, and the light of the searchlight illuminated the corridor of the White House.

Seeing this, except for Ye Ge who was a little dissatisfied, Lyon and the other two all breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time.

Outside the White House, in a corner of a nearby street, with a "bang", Wilson, whose hands and feet were tied tightly, fell heavily to the ground.

Li You then appeared in front of him, showing his signature smile and saying the classic greeting: "Hello, Mr. Secretary of Defense."