What Do I Do When All My Girls are Biomonsters?

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After getting in the car, Freeman was still chattering and complaining about the harshness of this transportation mission. At first, Li Yexing listened very seriously. He always felt that this old man who was so talkative would definitely say something interesting accidentally, but Ten minutes later, Li Yexing had to admit that he underestimated this guy. Freeman talked nonsense for ten minutes without any nutrition. He seemed to say everything, but in fact he didn't say anything. Surprisingly, he was very tight-lipped. guy.

Thinking of this, Li Yexing no longer paid attention to what the guy said, but turned to look at the other people in the carriage.

There were ten people in the carriage at this time, except for Freeman and himself, it happened to be a team of eight. They were fully armed, covered in black combat uniforms, wearing black helmets that Li Yexing had never seen before, and gas masks on their faces. , everyone is equipped with a pistol dagger radio, and each has a HK-416, the only exception is the man sitting opposite Li Yexing, who is a tall white male, this guy has a gas mask on his waist, The helmet was placed beside him, and he wore sunglasses on his face with a stern look, but what attracted Li Yexing's attention the most was his conspicuous bald head.

Feeling Li Yexing's sight, the bald brother raised his head and met Li Yexing's eyes through the sunglasses. A cold air rushed through Li Yexing's spine. He felt that he was not facing a person, but a barren mountain. The wolf exudes a dangerous aura.

"He's Norman, the captain of our security force." Noticing Li Yexing's gaze, Freeman smiled and introduced him to the bald guy, "Don't worry about him, he's just like that, always putting on a dead face. , that's why I don't like being in the same car with him, it's suffocating, but fortunately you're here!"

Li Yexing pondered, it seems that I haven't communicated with you much, aren't you talking about me the whole time?

Of course, just think about it, it would hurt to say it. Just when the atmosphere was quite awkward, a voice came from their radio: "Director, we are going to enter Loples."

The convoy was stopped by the local troops. Li Yexing took his eyes off the bald man Norman, got out of the car and negotiated briefly with the local troops. The officer was an acquaintance of Li Yexing, and he was stuffed with two bills. Afterwards, he happily signaled that the soldiers blocking the road could move away, and Li Yexing waved to the driver of the lead car, indicating that the convoy could move.

The lead car drove past slowly, and Li Yexing noticed that the car in the lead car was not filled with people. The round shape of the car looked a bit like the can of a fuel tanker, but it was all black and surrounded by numbers and letters. It's like the number used in the past life to search for Japanese special happy movies, and there is a red valve on the side of the jar, which seems to be used to open the jar. This whole thing looks like it came down from an industrial assembly line in the 21st century. Oversized Iron Maiden, a car like this, with two more in the back besides the lead car.

The officer patted Li Yexing on the shoulder and asked, "Li, what is this convoy carrying?"

"I don't know, the rules of our business, give money, work, and don't ask for excess."

The officer understood, Li Yexing didn't say anything, and when the second car passed by, he returned to the car.

"It's great to find a reliable local guide," Freeman told him with a smile when he got back into the car, "I've heard Lopras is a bed bug, and there's one in it that's full of The villain, but I can see that you are different. You and I are both gentlemen. As usual, our security force is sufficient for small-scale armed conflicts, but my boss always feels unsafe. He insists that we pay for it. A Local Guide, so I contacted Agor."

Sven? Li Yexing pondered that Agor probably didn't tell him that when he was still underage, he would have already skinned people alive and fed them to fish at sea.

Loples is not an ordinary city where money works. There are many jerks who don’t work and even hack other people’s goods. Agor’s job is to help people outside to find reliable locals. It is an intermediary, you give money, he finds someone, and makes a little difference by the way.

Li Yexing heard a touch of disdain from Freeman's words. It is estimated that this guy doesn't work in the field very much. Beneath his politeness and hospitality, he hides his arrogance as a so-called gentleman. The villains scoffed. There is no doubt that he just regarded Loples as an ordinary city with poor security conditions, and at first glance, it lacked the beatings of local gangs and old-fashioned villains.

You must know that Loples is a city where the streets are inhabited every few minutes... Wait, it seems that country A is similar, Li Yexing suddenly realized that there is a reason why people look down on this place, because he is superficial.

The bald man Norman, who was sitting opposite Li Yexing, looked at the street outside the carriage, and his brows, which were not very stretched, became even tighter.

"Get out of here, the air here is disgusting."

Next, Li Ye planned the route for the convoy, and after getting off the bus a few times, the convoy left Loples unharmed.

"You have a good meal in this city." Freeman couldn't help but said, as if surprised by the smooth trip, "I heard Argo say that you are just a mercenary, and now it seems that I still underestimate you."

"Exceeded the prize." Li Yehang didn't want to entangle more on this topic. Now he just wanted to deliver the goods to the place, and then take the money and leave.

It was already dark outside. The mountains on both sides of the road were full of trees that Li Yexing could not name. There seemed to be something hidden in the darkness where the headlights could not shine through. This feeling made Li Yexing very uncomfortable. He endured it. He kept lighting a cigarette, then raised his head, and found that the bald brother Norman was staring at him.

Li Yexing

After thinking about it, I handed over a cigarette,

"Come on one?"

"I don't smoke." Norman waved his hand.

Li Yexing felt a little disappointed when he threw the cigarettes that had been lit and had not yet had time to smoke out of the car.

"Thank you." Seemingly surprised, Norman's mouth squeezed a word of thanks from his dead face.

"As I said, Mr. Li is a gentleman." Seemingly happy that he had found a topic again, Freeman smiled and patted Li Yexing on the shoulder, and said to Norman.

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On the dark side of the road, a short-haired muscular man in thick clothes glanced at his phone and confirmed the time. At this moment, a sound came from his headset:

"Chris, the barricades have been installed, and I and the others have arrived at the predetermined location, ready for a raid."

"Very good." The man named Chris nodded, he checked the equipment in his hand, it was a **** assault rifle.

"They have five trucks in their convoy, and when the convoy reaches the designated spot, you turn around and we move."

"It's a simple and crude plan, very your style." The other side of the radio teased, "But there are five trucks on the opposite side, and there are only four trucks left with one carrying the target. They have a lot of people, you know. There are only twenty people on our side, and air support is still on the way."

"No." Chris shook his head: "The intelligence says that there are only two cars that really carry people, and the three front, middle and rear are carrying all cargo. I don't know which car our target is on."

"Is it a trick..." The person on the opposite side of the radio seemed a little disdainful, "What's the point of this? In my opinion, it's better to just stuff people's insurance."

For this statement, Chris did not reply.

"By the way, have you paid attention to Wilma's affairs?" The person opposite suddenly changed the subject.

"That new drug company? I've always been concerned about this kind of thing."

"What do you think? That Wilma."

"I hope it shuts down soon."

"Isn't that true, mate?" the radio said, "They just got a sample of the T virus, which is available in many CDCs. If Wilma can successfully develop a T virus vaccine, the tragedy of Raccoon City It will never happen again."

"Folk pharmaceutical companies legally study Umbrella's legacy. If Wilma succeeds in gaining a foothold in society, it will undoubtedly make a bad start in the field of bioscience research and development around the world, but after being exposed by the media that they are conducting human experiments in India, they and The politicians behind them are already busy." Chris smacked his lips, "The local protests are very loud, and people are afraid that the Raccoon City incident will repeat in their own homes."

"You're always right, BSAA fighting hero and front-line fighter against bioterrorism, Mr. Chris Redfield," said the other side of the radio with a smile, "God bless us for a smooth end to this operation, say To be honest, I was a little scared."

"It's not like you, Newman." Chris frowned. "What are you worried about."

"I have read your file, Chris, although it's not surprising to say that front-line combatants like us have a high death rate, but... the death rate of your teammates is also too outstanding. Those who participated in the mission with you, Rarely can get out of the body... No, it should be said that very few can leave a whole corpse."

"They are all good, but the battle is too dangerous, I failed to protect them." After a long silence, Chris said.

"Well, don't mind too much, war is like this, not to mention the things we face, they just ran out of horror movies, everyone chose this path and sacrificed for it, I don't think they regret it. "

Listening to what Newman said, Chris looked up at the starless night sky.

"I hope so."

He thinks of the people who worked together but didn't make it to the end. They were the best warriors. They abandoned their stereotypes and came together to fight for a greater cause. Then they fell one by one. Chris is sorry, sorry for them Didn't see the day when bioterrorism was completely wiped out of this world, but he was still alive, and as long as he was alive, he would fight, not only for himself and those who sacrificed for the great cause, but also for the sake of this world.

"Attention, there are vehicles approaching!"

The sound of the radio interrupted Chris's thoughts, the ground under his feet began to shake, the sound of the truck's engine came from far and near, and then his eyes saw the light from the truck's high beams.

"There is news from the front, five black trucks, three in the front, middle and rear carrying goods, it's them, they are here!"

Newman's voice came over the radio, Chris put aside the distractions, pushed the insurance with his fingers, put on his night vision goggles, and watched the black motorcade drive by in front of him. At this moment, a blue light suddenly exploded from the bottom of the head car, and then The headlights of the head car went out instantly, and with a harsh sound, it glided for more than ten meters, and broke down in the middle of the road.

Chris holds the gun in his right hand and the headset in his left.

"All attention, the action begins, and then... give me back alive!"

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