The creator of the black light virus in Resident Evil

A double-mounted machine gun with an astonishing caliber was mounted on the military truck, and the black muzzles of the guns were pointed at the paths in the village.

"Platoon commander, do you want me to lead my brothers to outflank them from behind?"

Hou Ting immediately denied: "No, if there are really Umbrella weapons here, we absolutely can't force it. The superiors ask us to go out to search for supplies, but we can't damage these trucks for the sake of fighting."

"Eh? Someone is coming out over there! It seems to be a policeman."

"Everyone! Don't shoot! We are not Umbrella's armed forces! I am the police of Elm Bay Town!"

Zhang Zhigang gritted his teeth and walked out of the path with his hands raised.

In the past, he pointed a gun at the prisoner and held his head with his hands raised, but he didn't expect that after being a policeman for half his life, he would be treated like this by others.

"Zhang Fuguang, go and have a look."

"yes."

A squad leader opened the car door and walked toward Zhang Zhigang alertly with a gun in hand.

After getting close, he searched his body, took the pistol from Zhang Zhigang's waist, and then led him towards the convoy.

"What's your name? Where are you from? How many people are there in the village?" Hou Ting looked at the old man wearing a police uniform with a scrutinizing gaze.

Zhang Zhigang's expression was as usual, and he looked at the other party with a dull look:

"Comrade Lieutenant, my name is Zhang Zhigang. I have my police officer ID in my breast pocket."

Hou Ting motioned to the squad leader to get it, and sure enough he took out a police officer's ID card from his pocket.

Zhang Zhigang's position is team leader. Although the organizations are different, the two are basically on the same level in terms of positions.

Seeing that the other party was a veteran policeman for more than thirty years, Hou Ting's tone softened a lot.

"Hello Officer Zhang, I am Hou Ting, captain of the Third Food Search Team of the Linzhou City Military Region. Just now we saw a man wearing an Umbrella combat uniform. Is he also in your team?"

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding. That set of equipment does not belong to Umbrella, but it looks somewhat similar. We are survivors who defected to Linzhou City from Elm Bay Town, and are not Umbrella's weapons."

"How many of you are there?"

"Including me, there are exactly 15."

Hou Ting nodded and glanced at Zhang Zhigang thoughtfully: "Officer Zhang, could you please get in the car and follow us in."

Zhang Zhigang knew what the other party meant and did not refuse.

The convoy of military vehicles slowly drove into the village. Chen Chong and his party did not hide, but sat in the car one by one and waited.

"Those are your people?"

"That's right."

Hou Ting observed the number of people in the car and felt relieved when he saw that there were many police officers among them.

"One team will be on alert, and the others will move in groups of five as quickly as possible."

More than thirty people got off the military vehicles one after another. In groups of five, they went from house to house and opened private houses.

From time to time, zombies roared, followed by sporadic gunshots.

Seeing that it was lunch time, Chen Chong and others found a courtyard and sat down.

"Sir, why do you have to travel so far away to find supplies?" Zhang Zhigang had been holding back this question for a long time. Originally, they were going to Linzhou City, and they had to learn more about the situation in Linzhou City in advance.

Hou Ting took out a half-burned cigarette and took a drag:

"Alas! Linzhou City is extremely short of supplies, and prices have skyrocketed. I don't know how many food-seeking teams there are like us.

The villages and towns near Linzhou City have been completely raided, so we can only slowly search further away. "

"Aren't the survivors in Linzhou City living a very hard life?" Wang Hao asked doubtfully.

"Very bitter? Haha" Hou Ting sneered, but with a helpless expression on his face: "It would be nice if you can live a little bitterly. People starve to death every day in the city now. There are countless robbers and murders. number."

"Then the higher-ups don't care?" Zhang Zhigang frowned.

"You can still manage, but no one can control it without food. Think about how much food a million people living in the city need every day.

And recently I heard some rumors that due to the impact of the T virus, the land outside has begun to become desertified, making it difficult to grow food. "

Chen Chong sat aside and listened quietly, feeling a little worried about his plan to go to Linzhou City.

"Sir, when people like us enter Linzhou City, will they be assigned a place to live?"

Hou Ting shook his head: "Now there are three types of hard currency in Linzhou City, weapons, food, and new coins. As long as you have enough supplies, you can buy land anywhere in the city. Even if you find someone to build a palace there, no one will care. you."

Hou Ting said it lightly, but people were aware of the serious problems inside.

It has been less than three months since the virus broke out, and the past social system has already been severely hit. Although the top military officials are trying hard to keep the system from collapsing, judging from the current development trend, the situation of mankind will only get worse and there is no chance of improvement.

In less than an hour, all the teams that went out to search for food came back.

"Platoon leader, the entire village has been searched, and only less than two tons of food were found, mostly flour and rice, with basically no tobacco, alcohol, or non-staple food."

The squad leader who came to report was dejected. If we continue searching according to this situation, we won't be able to load even one car by the time it gets dark.

Hou Ting waved his hand: "I know, tell the brothers to load the car quickly, and we will go to the village to the west to have a look."

While the soldiers were talking, Zhang Zhigang quietly stood next to Chen Chong and whispered:

"What should we do? It looks like they won't be able to go back for a while. Should we follow them or go on our own?"

Chen Chong rolled his eyes and made a decision: "Tell them that we will help him fill five trucks with supplies before dark, but the condition is that the use rights of the other two trucks will be temporarily given to us."

Zhang Zhigang glanced at Chen Chong with a guilty look: "Chief Chen, five cars contain fifty tons of supplies. How can this be possible?"

Chen Chong smiled confidently: "Remember the small town we bypassed before? As long as we go there, these cars should be full."

Although Zhang Zhigang was unsure, he still nodded and agreed: "Okay! I'll go tell him."

"Sir, I have something to discuss with you."

Hou Ting responded casually while arranging his equipment:

"Ang, I know, if you are afraid of danger on the road, you can drive behind us. But it may be a little late to go back today."

Zhang Zhigang waved his hand: "No, sir. I discussed it with my brothers. Can I borrow two of your trucks temporarily? As a reward, we will help you fill the remaining five trucks."

Hou Ting's face was stunned, and he heard the movements of his hands: "Officer Zhang, this is not a joke. You have to know that my trucks are all ten-ton trucks. Five of them cost fifty tons."

"I know, we've bagged fifty tons of goods."