Game world survival starts from Resident Evil 2

“Bang bang bang—!”

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-!!"

"Fire, fire! Kill them!!"

In a small street restaurant in Japan Street, several tattooed Tiger Claws were holding various firearms and shooting continuously in the direction of the street.

On the streets, the same group of Tiger Claws used roadblocks and vehicles as obstacles to shoot at them.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is a factional conflict within the Tiger Claw Gang, so as long as they don't make too much noise, even the NCPD will not intervene in this mess and will wait for them to resolve it themselves.

"...Enough! How long are we going to keep fighting like this!" On the Tiger Claw Gang side, a relatively young-looking member couldn't help it anymore.

He threw the pistol to the ground and tore his clothes to pieces, revealing the colorful demon tattoos all over his body underneath.

The tattoos on the members of the Tiger Claw Gang are not entirely decorative. They are a kind of leather ink technology that combines the functions of some prosthetics with tattoos.

Of course, the function of this modified prosthetic body is definitely not as good as that of similar implanted prosthetics, but most people in the Tiger Claw Gang believe that being handsome is a lifelong thing.

But the most eye-catching thing about the young man from the Tiger Claw Gang who stood up was not his tattoos, but his legs, which were actually equipped with rare leg prostheses that looked like sharp razors.

The power of this kind of prosthetic body is directly proportional to the difficulty of controlling it. Except for the transformation maniacs of the Whirlpool Gang, it is usually rarely seen.

"...Wait, what are you going to do!?" The companion beside him exclaimed.

The young Tiger Claw Gang showed a somewhat crazy smile: "I just installed some new military prosthetics, just in time to show them!"

"wait--"

The young Tiger Claw opened his hands, his arms split open, and a blade bounced out from each of his arms.

Mantis Knife.

Then, he jumped up suddenly, climbed over the roadblock, moved his legs quickly, and rushed towards the small restaurant like skating!

"Kill him!!"

The Tiger Claw Gang over the restaurant immediately focused their fire on him, but the young man just dodged most of the bullets with his eyes flashing and his body tilting slightly to avoid them!

This reaction speed can obviously only be explained by the fact that he pretended to be a high-level Klenchikov.

"Damn it... kill him now!!"

However, the young Tiger Claw Gang was almost gliding forward at a very fast speed. Facing the last wave of flying bullets, he spread the nozzles behind his legs, and the miniature jet engine spit out airflow, pushing him to rush several meters in an instant!

"Shua——!!"

The young Tiger Claw gang passed by the two enemies, and the mantis knives in both hands had cut each of them in half!

And with a glance, he had already locked onto the remaining people, with a sickly and cruel smile on his lips, and rushed towards them!

"Fight back, fight back!"

"Where's the knife? Where's my knife!?"

"ah--!!"

The young Tiger Claw Gang rushed left and right, with the mantis knives in their arms and the sharp blades in their legs almost dancing with their bodies, constantly cutting and rotating, cutting into pieces every opponent who tried to fight back or escape, and the restaurant was quickly stained with blood. hell!

When his companions rushed into the restaurant, they saw him alone among the pieces of flesh and blood, laughing wildly.

"Hehehe, hahahaha——!!"

Seeing this scene, even his fellow Tiger Claws subconsciously stayed away from him.

The Tiger Claw gang quickly evacuated. After that, technicians from the NCPD and the medical center entered the scene and began to clean up the mess.

…

In the afternoon of that day, the Tiger Claw gang member who committed mass murder in the restaurant in the morning arrived at the afterlife on a motorcycle.

He had an unobstructed journey, and the doorman Emerick did not stop him. After all, this man's characteristics were really distinctive.

Seeing him passing by, the guests and mercenaries in the passage were still whispering.

"Is this Fujimura...?"

"That's him. People in Japan Street call him Razor now!"

"...How do I remember that this is the third time this year that I have been called this name."

"Hey, they're all into cold weapons. Who do you think is more powerful, him or the 'Hunter'?"

"Is there still suspense? Razor is deeply modified. I heard that the 'Hunter' doesn't even have a prosthetic body. How can he compare?"

"Oh, then you haven't seen the 'Hunter' do it..."

Fujimura, known as "Razor", entered the afterlife without squinting, or using his nostrils to see the way, and quickly found the person who asked him to meet.

Faraday the middleman.

"Young man, you must be Fujimura." Faraday raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Sit down."

Fujimura was not polite. He sat down opposite Faraday and said, "I heard that you have a big deal with me."

"Not bad!" Faraday nodded, "You have recently become famous in the Tiger Claw Gang. You are known for your high degree of transformation and crisp and clear actions. I think you are a suitable candidate."

"The mission this time is..."

"Wait a minute, old man!" Fujimura suddenly interrupted, "I didn't say I would take your job! Listen carefully, I'm just here to tell you, don't think that I will be like those rootless mercenaries. I’ve been called around by you all day! You know, don’t bother me anymore!”

Faraday was not annoyed either, a smile that seemed both mocking and admiring appeared on his face. He watched Fujimura get up to leave, and suddenly said: "The target of this mission is the latest prosthetic body secretly developed by Arasaka!"

"Boom."

Fujimura, who had already walked to the door of the booth, turned back and sat on the sofa.

"Elaborate."

Faraday sneered in his heart: The prey I have chosen still wants to escape?

…

Super skyscraper H4, David's apartment.

David, who had just returned home from school, took off his school uniform and looked at Gloria with some surprise: "Hey, mom, you've only come back since work last night? What happened?"

Gloria lay on the bed weakly, not even wanting to move her hands, and had no strength to open her eyes. She answered softly: "... It's a gang conflict. The Tiger Claw Gang seems to be changing power recently. Basically, there are a lot of casualties every day... We are doing the aftermath of the scene."

"There is a bastard in the Tiger Claw Gang who always likes to cut people into pieces. I don't know how much unnecessary work he has added to us..."

David understood. He covered Gloria with a blanket: "You have a good rest, mom."

In the afternoon, David accidentally talked about this with Li You and others during the gap in training in the garage.

But what he didn't expect was that Li You and Mann looked at each other and actually heard about it.

"... It's that 'Razor' Fujimura, who is in the limelight recently." Mann said.

"I've heard of that crazy guy from the Tiger Claw Gang." Li You nodded.

"Eh, even you have heard of him, is this guy really that powerful?" David was a little surprised.

Li You shook his head slightly: "He's not that powerful, but... he is related to the mission target we commissioned last time."

"Tanaka?" David was stunned.

"Well, this Fujimura was one of the experimental subjects in Tanaka's original plan." Li You explained briefly, and then said nothing more. "Okay, go back to practice."

After he left, Mann whispered to Li You, "My friend in the next life told me that Faraday made an appointment with Fujimura today, but no one knows what they talked about."

Li You and him looked at each other, and they both knew what was going on: "It seems that Faraday is going to take action."

"Let's wait and see what role he plans to let us play in this incident."

Mann naturally had no objection: "Okay! If he really intends to do something dirty, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Well. It depends on whether Faraday knows what's good for him."

...

At almost the same time, Arasaka Counterintelligence Department.

V was sitting in his office cubicle, reviewing reports submitted by his subordinates.

"...What the hell is this!"

Looking at the confusing report on the screen, V's mouth twitched, and she sent the report back on the spot, and commented: "Rewrite it all!"

She processed several more important documents, and finally couldn't help but press her forehead.

Although taking over Kate's resources and manpower, her power has greatly expanded, but this does not mean that V can relax.

On the contrary, Kate used to act flamboyantly and unscrupulously, and her subordinates were of mixed quality. Kate would use anyone who had some strengths or was worth using.

In this way, V had a lot of things to do after taking over. Not to mention the projects Kate was originally responsible for, she also had to figure out how to deal with the people Kate left behind and whether they were usable.

Compared with Kate, V pursues an elite strategy and will not keep those who are useless at ordinary times and can only cause a little trouble to the opponent at critical moments.

At least it has to be troublesome to be valuable, right?

V slowed down, took out the neural enhancer from the drawer and took two sips, and then went back to work.

Just when she was immersed in work, Harry, who was sitting opposite the cubicle, came over.

"V, I think you need to read this news."

"What is it? If it's not important, then..."

"It's about that project."

"Oh?" V perked up, "The one about the middleman?"

"Yes."

"Okay, send it to my email, I'll take a look right away."

She quickly finished reading Harry's secret report, and then compared it with the original Tanaka data she got from Li You. With a turn of her eyes, she understood the situation.

V's eyes lit up and she dialed the call.

"Hello? Li You."

...

A few days later, Mann and Li You received Faraday's message.

"Mission content: Tomorrow afternoon, northeast of the Badlands, intercept and kill the designated target."

"Special requirements: At least three people in the team must install Mewtwo or similar recording equipment, and record the combat data throughout the process, and the action must be kept strictly confidential."

"Mission reward: 1.5 million euros, settled together with the last time after completion."

After receiving the commission, Mann immediately asked Li You to meet in the garage.

"Li You, what do you think?"

Li You: There must be something fishy about this matter... I said the wrong word.

But the meaning is right.

He coughed: "I think Faraday has finally revealed his true intentions."

"Because we have processed the data obtained from Tanaka's brain once, they got an incomplete version, so they probably thought we didn't know the power of the Cybernetic.

"Look at his arrangement. On the surface, it is for us to collect combat data, but in fact, he wants us to die. As for the Mewtwo records, we only need to extract them from our bodies later."

Mann nodded: "I think so... Humph! This damn fox!"

Li You asked: "Mann, what did your friend say?"

Mann immediately understood: "My friend said today that Faraday met with Fujimura again."

"He met with Fujimura, but he only sent us a message and asked us to keep it confidential." Li You nodded, "It seems that our guess is right."

"It's true that Fujimura is Faraday's victim, but if something goes wrong, we will be too." Mann chuckled, "Isn't it that Faraday will embrace the company? This old guy has such a beautiful idea!"

"In this case, we don't need to be polite."

Mann and Li You looked at each other: "Proceed as planned!"

After making up his mind, Mann immediately entered the garage, gathered all the team members, and explained to them.

Li You stood outside, scanning everyone in Mann's team one by one, and finally landed on Qi Wei, with a smile of unknown meaning raised at the corner of his mouth.

…

That night, in the mid-level parking lot of the super skyscraper H8, Faraday's red luxury car and a Chevrolet Emperor with military technology were parked side by side.

The adjacent windows of the two cars were lowered a slit each, and Faraday and the faceless agent of Military Technology were conversing like this.

"...according to the plan, Fujimura will be the one to install and use the prosthetic Kong. He has more than two military implants of the nervous system implanted in him, but he is still able to maintain his sanity.

"Based on the available data, it is at least possible that he can survive the side effects of the prosthetic King Kong. As for other candidates, it is almost impossible to do so.

"The Mann team is an emergency team. The task I gave them is to kill Fujimura and record the data. In this way, no matter whether Fujimura can survive the installation of the prosthetic King Kong and maintain his sanity, we can obtain the necessary combat data.

"I have also arranged an internal agent in Mann's team in advance. She carries the anti-cyborg King Kong disruptor you provided. When Mann's team is completely destroyed, she will send a message to your special service force."

The person on the military technology vehicle replied in an indistinguishable voice: "...it's a reasonable plan. But have you ever thought about what if the jammer is not effective? What if your mercenary team really kills you?" Where’s Fujimura?”

Faraday was stunned for a moment, then said: "The jammer was specially customized by you based on the data obtained from Tanaka's mind. How could it be bad?"

"As for Mann's team... their combat effectiveness is indeed excellent, and they also have enough hackers. But to say that they can destroy the cybernetic King Kong is still a bit fanciful, right?"

The military science and technology side said: "...We must consider all possibilities. But it is indeed a bit difficult for you to do this kind of thing, okay."

"In addition to the special service troops originally responding, I will also arrange armored troops with military technology to be on standby in the bad land. If an accident occurs, they will be responsible for finishing the incident.

"However, if you really use this team, your final reward will be cut by more than half, and the company's immunity is not guaranteed."

Faraday's old face twitched a few times, but he had to agree: "...I understand. I will arrange some extra work for the agents to avoid any accidents as much as possible."

"Very good. Then we look forward to your good news."