The disguise of the umbrella base is very simple. I don’t know if it is because of the globalization of zombies, and there is no need to hide carefully. So I didn’t think of the secret of the beehive base. The camouflage building on the ground has only a lonely wooden house, and there is not even a kitchen warehouse or other places. It is so simple and shabby.

However, the uninvited guests who came from afar did not care about this. They landed vertically behind the courtyard and ran straight into the wooden house.

After smelling the smell of living people, the sea of ​​zombies with a slightly dead aura around them instantly boiled. The zombies approaching the protective net rushed up instantly, grabbing, pushing, crawling, and gnawing, trying every possible way to get in. This instinct of being hooked by blood instantly made these dead objects crazy. The feeling of being lusted to choose people can scare ordinary people to death.

Unfortunately, the people brought by Wang Zheng are not ordinary people. Although the zombies are still performing hard, no one looks at them.

"Here!" Wang Zheng simply scanned the iris and quickly discovered the entrance of the underground base. With a stomp of his feet, the sensor instantly captured the signal. The tables in the room were instantly divided into two, splitting to both sides like an elevator door. A lifting platform slowly rose from below, quietly waiting for everyone to step in.

The lifting platform is not big, and it can only hold a dozen people. Of course, Wang Zheng, a commander, would not take any risks. He waved his head slightly and a small team of mecha soldiers stepped onto the lifting platform.

Wang Zheng turned his head and looked at Alice and said, "You can lead the vanguard. After you arrive, don't act rashly. The umbrella company, which is famous for its manufacturing weapons and biochemical weapons, cannot not install defensive equipment on such an important base, but be careful!"

Alice nodded quickly and strode into the lift. Since she landed on the ground, she began to constantly accept the residual effects of the dead clone's mind. Various dangerous experiments and thousands of deaths have made Alice's hatred for the Umbrella Company reach its peak again. She could hardly control her emotions. Wang Zheng arranged for her as the vanguard, which was simply undesirable.

"Wait. I'll go with you!" Seeing that Alice's face was a little wrong, Carlos hurriedly ran up with the grenade launcher that Wang Zheng had specially prepared for him before coming.

Wang Zheng shrugged and said indifferently: "Then that's it. You guys go down and clean up a safe point first, and we'll arrive later!"

The lifting platform slowly closed, Wang Zheng turned around and looked at the zombies still slamming the fence flew wildly, and said lightly: "Okay! Now there is something, you can say it!"

Wang Zheng had long discovered that something was wrong with Claire. Since she showed interest in mechas and was rejected by Wang Zheng coldly, she had always acted strangely. She did not smile as freely as Alice, nor did she look a little depressed like Carlos. Instead, she always had a strange smile on her face, and she looked at Wang Zheng from time to time as if she had discovered the secret candy.

Claire was not pretentious and walked directly to Wang Zheng and said, "I want a mecha, what conditions do you need?"

Claire is very smart, very smart. She is so smart that she sees through Wang Zheng lying, and so smart that even if she confirms that Wang Zheng is lying, she does not say it out loud. Instead, she finds an opportunity behind the scenes to contact him again.

In fact, from the plot that runs through the entire biochemical process, Alice is undoubtedly the first in the military power. Except for the years she escaped, she basically belonged to the group of people who killed people and blocked the sand Buddha. She could survive and get nourished, in addition to the intentional indulgence of the Umbrella Group, and also her strong luck as the protagonist.

But Claire is not the same. She can organize a fleet of 60 people in the deserted land and zombies everywhere. With the complementary capabilities of the fleet personnel, she has survived in the land of Resident Evil for so long. I have to talk about her wisdom. It can be said that Claire is a person with a strong will to survive. She is so powerful that the control of the Red Queen can fail in the later stage.

After Wang Zheng appeared with overwhelming strength, she did not have the idea of ​​hostility, but half-superhearsed Wang Zheng's cooperation plan. She simply took a fancy to Wang Zheng's strength and hoped to get a safe guarantee and a stable life. As for the idea of ​​asking for a mecha, Wang Zheng could understand it, but she saw Alice's strength and a jealous heart appeared in her subconscious.

This time, Wang Zheng did not talk about difficulties with her, nor even spoke, but just stared at her frivolously.

Claire responded calmly to Wang Zheng's eyes, showing the deepest desire in his heart without reservation in front of him.

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At the entrance to the Las Vegas Casino District is a wonder, with many proportionally reduced world-famous landscapes pushing Las Vegas' reputation to a higher level, which was once the pride of Americans. It is bustling all year round and brightly lit to welcome tourists from all over the world.

However, the glory of this city has finally become the past. The sand that no one has cleaned for five years has buried it in the trend of time, leaving only a few tall buildings standing stubbornly, as if the hand of survival stretching out from the quicksand. Although he was dead, he never gave up.

Five helicopters flew in from a distance, and the sound of propellers stirring the air broke the dead silence of the city. The helicopters slowly hovered in the air, as if they were looking for a suitable landing place.

A few minutes later, the five helicopters received orders one after another, passed by the small Eiffel, threw down the container mounted under the fuselage, and slowly landed on a large platform not far away.

The plane was not stable yet. A middle-aged man in a gray jacket jumped out of the helicopter with a military notebook and shouted loudly: "Quick, fast, move quickly! It took us too much time to find the location, and the target is only ten kilometers away from here!"

Dozens of soldiers wearing standard protective suits and with distinctive protective umbrella logos jumped off the helicopter and hugged various materials and started working quickly. These people were well-trained professionals, and in a short while they set up several tents.

"Everyone is ready!" The man staring at the satellite monitor quickly grabbed the radio and shouted. Dozens of soldiers directly put the things in their hands on the ground, quickly grabbed their guns and ran to the planned position. The noise from the entire roof disappeared instantly. From the bottom, it seemed that there had been no change in the entire city except for a few more dilapidated containers.

Essex is an excellent scientist, and he dare not say anything else, but his calculations are absolutely accurate. Just a few minutes after he satisfies his arrangement of the perfect experimental place in his heart and opened the trap. His goal quietly appeared in front of him.

However, he didn't know that this convoy of miscellaneous vehicles was not a rabbit that could be easily played with in his heart and applauded, but could easily break his childish trap and stretch his bloody mouth and sharp claws towards his hunter.

"Click!"

LJ proudly put his two desert eagles into the hall, sorted out his brand new military uniform, looked at Dr. Essex appearing in the front display screen of the car, and scolded: "Hey, you bitch, I'm here to kick your ass!"

Freck hugged his arms and leaned quietly on the side wall and closed his eyes, without any response to LJ's utterance.

LJ glanced at Furik, curled his lips and said nothing, turned around and poked a cowboy dress beside him, carrying a super long and super science fiction sniper rifle, and said: "Kiss, kill a few more, you must not let them underestimate our Claire team!"

Keith made a noise indifferently, and did not nod or shook his head. The words perfunctory were almost written on his face.

Lucy watched the scene quietly, pushing her glasses from time to time to cover up the gleam in her eyes. Yes, she had a little murderous intention towards this illiterate nigger, but she would not do it. As the logistics manager for all resources allocation of the superior, it would not be easy to monitor someone.

The convoy slowly stopped in front of five irregular containers, and more than a dozen men and women in various clothes got out of several cars, including "Alice" and "Claire" and others.

"Claire" shouted loudly, assigning everyone's work. "Alice" was still very sensitive to discovering something wrong with the container. After listening for a while, she shouted in horror and shouted that the others would retreat.

Since the atmosphere has been found, Essex certainly won't waste such a good opportunity. The doors of the five containers are opened smoothly at the same time.

"Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!"

Five consecutive iron gates hit the soft sand. Five muffled sounds were made and spread from afar, as if a horn was blowing, opening the prelude to the war.

"roar--!"

As if he heard the order, the crazy zombies rushed out like a tide when they discovered the external passage.

The zombies in neat blue employee uniforms are no longer as disgusting as zombies outside. The unified clean uniform makes them look more psychotic with rabies. However, these psychotics are obviously not as easy to deal with as ordinary people. Although the attack methods are very single, their beast-like habits and crazy bloodthirsty pursuit of living people make them very difficult. However, the more deadly is the immortality and transmission nature given to them by the T virus.

"ah-!"

More than a dozen people screamed in an instant and ran away in a panic. "Alice" and "Claire" and others took out their own guns, and they started to cut off the back of the crowd with heroic style. Although the specially modified shotgun is incredible, every time it is fired, more than a dozen zombies will fall, but there are too many enemies after all.

Even as powerful as "Alice" could not withstand the siege of so many people, and finally it was exhausted and fell into a pool of blood.

"What?" Essex suddenly slapped the table, his face as if he could scrape off a layer of gray at the bottom of the pot. His eyes were wide open, and his incredible expression in his expression was incredible, making people unconsciously wonder how he did it.

In fact, not only Dr. Essex, but all the soldiers were stunned. They worked for the Umbrella Company and knew more or less a little about the Goddess of Revenge. Even if they didn't know much, they could learn something from the faces of the corpse thrown into the pits on it every day.

But now it's all over, and the mother of the experiment was killed by the doctor. Now his research is in vain! Several soldiers approaching him looked at each other and quietly took a few steps to prevent them from being accidentally injured by the doctor who suddenly broke out.

"Ah-!" After a long silence, Dr. Essex finally broke out. He smashed all the equipment in the temporary command center frantically, tearing his hair, and shouted red with his eyes: "This is impossible. Her ability is my calculation. These zombies will not cause too much damage to her at all. They should just force her to use all their strength. What about lyricism? What about your lyricism? Why is it not applicable? Your abilities have increased by at least 64 times compared to five years ago. How could you be killed by such a few broken things! Impossible, absolutely impossible! Something must have gone wrong! Something wrong must have happened!"

Essex quickly turned around and rushed to the corner, rummaging wildly among the pile of electronic instruments that had been smashed into ruins by him.

"Here, here!" Essex suddenly grabbed a familiar corner and pulled it out hard. It was the notebook he had been using before the experiment. He rolled and crawled and found the battery, pressed it on and pressed it frantically.

After all, it is a military notebook, and its strength is incomparable to what the people use, and it is smashed all the way as a brick. In the end, it only hurts a corner.

When the computer was turned on again, the picture came vaguely. Essex stared at the monitor with bloodshot eyes, and said nervously: "It's not over yet, it's not over yet, there must be something wrong and something wrong!"

When the picture became clear again, there was no living person at the scene. Zombies on the ground kept shaking. Judging from their slowness, they knew that they had entered the dormant period again.

Essex desperately amplified the death of "Alice" and stared at her without blinking. He had already thought that he could collapse at any time.

He couldn't fail to collapse, and it took five years. He had invested so much money in the company and killed all the clones, and there were no significant results. However, just when he was ecstatic about finding his mother again and fantasizing about getting everything after breaking through the bottleneck, the experimental mother would actually destroy his calculation errors with his own hands. He could almost see his own fate. The high-level committee would never let him go.

Seeing that Dr. Essex had become a crazy person, the two senior officers who were still in the tent also made some careful thoughts. One gave a wink at the other, and the other considered it for a moment. He shook his head slightly with careful consideration.

Essex noticed no clue about his subordinates, and was still muttering, "It must be something wrong!" Suddenly, Alice's fingers moved slightly in the picture, Essex jumped high, his face miraculously turned from black to rosy, and shouted: "Alive, she is still alive! My calculation is not wrong! Nothing wrong!"

An officer behind him couldn't help saying, "Doctor, she's almost out of the way! This is just a spasm after excessive blood loss!"

Essex was stunned. After a long time, he suddenly let out a tragic scream and shouted: "Go and save her, she must not die! My experimental mother must not die! Go quickly! Bring all the troops and blow these zombie bastards to pieces for me!"

The two officers hesitated slightly, but after seeing Essex's face turned pale and wanting to kill people at any time, they agreed and ran out quickly!

"Let's hurry-!" Essex chased after him and shouted, then turned around and returned to the tent, preparing to observe Alice's situation carefully.

Suddenly, two shadows slowly moved out from behind. Essex turned his head unhappily and shouted: "You idiots, don't you understand people? I want you to rescue him for me. No matter how many people die, I just want Alice! Go quickly!"

However, in Essex's mind, the two people who should have been frightened and fled in a panic had no intention of moving at all. The corners of their mouths were looking at him with a bit of disdain and said, "Dr. Essex! We..."

"What other questions can be said after the mission is completed! Do I have no effect on my words? Do you want to disobey? Soldier!" Dr. Essex interrupted the two of them impatiently and shouted at the soldiers sternly.

The two looked at each other with fun, and smiled, "In fact, we are not obeying your orders, and you, a pervert, are not qualified to order us!" As he said that, he rubbed his face hard, turned his head toward Dr. Essex again, and said, "Can you see this?"

Essex suddenly realized: "You are from the Claire team, no, you should die, I saw it with my own eyes!"

LJ changed his hand to the bright silver sand eagle and said to Essex with his nostrils: "Oh, brother, your white mother didn't tell you this white bastard son, don't trust your eyes?"

"What?" Essex suddenly felt that his proud head was not enough, and he didn't even understand the meaning of lj's words.

"He said, what you saw just now was fake, it was a scene we created to transfer the soldiers around you!" Keith finally stopped making a fuss, took out his tie-up belt and quickly trapped his hands together.

"This is impossible!" Dr. Essex still didn't believe what he said, and kept struggling and shouting loudly. "I clearly saw that they were bitten to death by zombies. Why are they fake? This is impossible! How could you control the zombies?"

Keith was so tired of him that he grabbed his neck and pulled it closer and said fiercely: "I tell you this idiot, we designed it. Do you think you would call reinforcements if you yell loudly? Save it, they have been killed by our ambushers. Thank you for your random command. As for how to control the zombies?"
Chapter completed!