the end of the heavens

Chapter 527 I'm Too Honest

On the outskirts of Raccoon City, the Umbrella Company's temporary base outside the quarantine zone.

Kane, the company director in charge of this operation, is monitoring the situation of the entire city in front of the computer.

"Sir, the infection of the t-virus has reached a critical level!"

When Kane heard this, the joy in his eyes could not be suppressed, and he ordered: "Very good, this is the best opportunity, now start the Nemesis Project, be sure to record all the data, and don't miss anything."

"understand!"

On the computer, a series of cold numbers flashed across, and the tyrant-type biological weapon named 'Chaser' by the Umbrella Company was officially launched.

……

church!

Jill and Peyton lacked weapons and ammunition. Although Alice had many, Raccoon City was full of zombies at this time. She couldn't protect everyone by herself. After some discussion, she decided to go to the weapon store next door to shoppg.

In the cemetery behind the church, Alice walked in the front to explore the way, Jill refused to admit defeat and followed, and Russell helped Peyton walk at the end.

The female reporter Terry, who has not been bubbling all this time, couldn't bear the aura of the two strong women facing each other, and silently retreated to Russell's side.

This woman is a bit realistic, she thinks that the wounded soldier Payton is slowing down, and she also looks down on the 'weak chicken' Father Russell, walking alone with her head on her head, and has no intention of helping out.

Self-knowledge is the most important thing in being a human being. Russell thinks that his ability is low, and he is unable to survive in the apocalypse. He can barely make ends meet by hugging Alice or Jill's big white legs.

Terry insists that everyone is equal, even if they are not equal, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Therefore, she does not want to bow her head to anyone, takes herself as a weak person, and does not want to extend a helping hand to anyone. She lives for granted and is very free.

Seeing the American people holding high the banner of freedom and equality, Russell nodded secretly, and decided to support Terry and let her go on freely.

"Brother, who do you think is stronger among the two in front?" Peyton asked in a low voice.

There is no need to ask, it must be Alice!

Just as Russell was about to answer, he suddenly saw Peyton's not-so-pure eyes. He instantly understood, raised his eyebrows and said, "Payton, do you want to ask about leg length and chest size, which one should you choose?"

"Hey, I didn't say that!"

"Stop doing this, you can't fool my eyes."

After despising Peyton, Russell began to analyze with reason: "Looking at their looks, they both have their own strengths, but I like black hair, and I will give it to Jill from the front; from the back, Alice has legs from the neck down. I can give it to Alice; from the side, I can see Jill when Alice is blocking it, so I still have to give it to Jill; if I don’t give it to Jill in terms of dressing style, I’m sorry for her benefits..."

"So three to one, your final decision is to choose Jill?"

Russell shook his head: "No, I want them all!"

"Hey hey..." x2

In the front, Jill, who was one of the teased targets, rolled her eyes speechlessly. Female men are used to this. Besides, Russell's evaluation of her is higher than Alice's, so it is even more impossible to be angry.

"Alice, why are you so clear about the situation of Umbrella Corporation?"

"I used to work for the Umbrella Corporation, and I know a little bit about their biochemical weapons..." Alice paused when she said this, and glanced at Peyton slightly: "He was bitten by a zombie, and it won't be long before he dies." Be one of them, and if you don't want him to live in pain forever, get rid of him now."

When Jill heard this, her face turned livid: "If it gets to that point, I will handle it myself."

Alice stopped talking. When she was in the hive, she experienced her comrades turning into zombies and understood Jill's current mood. What she said was to vaccinate Jill in advance to prepare Jill mentally.

The voices of the conversation between the two were not light or heavy, and it was clearly heard by the three of Russell. Terry's face changed slightly, and he accelerated his steps away from Peyton like hiding from the plague.

Peyton's face was gloomy, and he smiled bitterly at Russell: "Dude, don't help me, you are too close to me, and you will be the first to bite you when you become a zombie."

Russell looked embarrassed: "Don't worry, the Archangel Gabriel once sent down the holy light on me. The filth of the world can't hurt me at all, and you can't bite me even if you stand still."

Peyton's heart warmed, and he didn't want to hurt Russell: "The zombie virus is a biochemical weapon, and Gabriel's holy light can't control it so wide."

Russell sighed: "Peyton, I talked about theology with you, but you talked about science with me. I don't know that theology is a kind of application of energy, and the essence of science is how to use energy efficiently. There is no conflict between the two."

"It's too esoteric, I can't understand it!"

"Then let me make a simple one. No matter the virus or the curse, the holy light can get rid of it!"

"hope so……"

"Don't make a bitter face. The most important thing to be a human being is to be happy. If you don't smile, I don't even know where you are! Let me tell you a good news. I secretly released the Holy Light Strike on you, and you won't become Zombies."

"You discriminate against me!"

"No, you are black..."

After the words fell, Russell frowned, perhaps sensing the breath of the living, and the dead buried in the cemetery began to come alive.Dozens of rotten zombies burst out of the ground and rushed towards Russell and others.

"Siht!"

Peyton jumped up on one foot and stomped on the dead head that came out of the ground. This guy is also a bachelor. Knowing that he was bitten by a zombie, he was hopeless, so he stood up to protect the "weak chicken" Russell and helped block the zombie The attack, and was bitten several times.

Compared to the wretched and wretched duo, the scene of the strong woman duo is much better. Alice and Jill show off their bodies, surrounded by a dozen slow-moving zombies, all of whom broke their necks.

"Ahhh-"

Female reporter Terry screamed in horror, her calf was bloody and bloody. She was caught by a zombie emerging from the ground and bit off a piece of flesh.

The screams pierced the night sky, and Alice secretly thought that she was going to be killed. She rushed over to help Terry up, and told them to run for their lives.

The zombies moved slowly, Russell carried Peyton on one foot, and left the cemetery without any risk.

The five supported each other and came to the destination weapons store. Terry suppressed his voice and sobbed. Two of the five were bitten, and the atmosphere of the team dropped to freezing point.

Alice and Jill were silent, and they stuffed the bullets into the clips, in case the guns were too heavy to affect their actions, they didn't carry too many weapons.Two submachine guns, two pistols, sabers and some tactical supplies.

"Russell, why don't you hold a weapon, can't you shoot?" Peyton hung two bullet belts on his body, and he was ready for the rear, and he didn't plan to go into battle lightly.

"I have a gun!"

As Russell said, he stretched out two Sand Eagle Gods from his cuffs. The whole body was made of gold and silver, and it was expensive at first glance.

The corner of Peyton's mouth twitched, he looked at Sand Eagle God, then at the starlight sapphire cross necklace on Russell's chest, and cursed: "D, if there is a next life, I will definitely become a priest!"

While cursing, Payton snatched the Sand Eagle from Russell's hand, took off the clip and found it was empty, and was speechless again: "What caliber is your modified Sand Eagle, I'll help you find the bullet."

Russell shook his head with a smile, and put the two Sand Eagles back into his sleeves: "No need, these two Sand Eagles are unlimited bullets until my magic power is exhausted."

"Stop bragging, the decorations are just decorations, and they have unlimited bullets. Why don't you call it a cannon? Hurry up and load some magazines, or you will cry." Payton didn't bother to listen to Russell's nonsense. I took out two 4a1s from the cabinet, used one for myself, and threw the other to Russell.

Russell giggled and carried a1 on his shoulders, with two magazines stuffed in, and there was no movement.