My Girls Are All Biochemical Monsters, What Should I Do?

I only heard a roaring gunshot in my ear. It turned out that the sniper rifle in Pierce's hand fired. The large-caliber bullet rushed out of the gun chamber in the gunfire, passed through the air, and ruthlessly bombarded the rest of the monster. On the half of the head of the monster, he smashed the monster's head directly. Seeing the monster's stiff headless corpse fell to the ground and turned into ashes in the flames, Chris stood there in a daze. .

It has to be said that some of these things in front of him are beyond Chris' cognition.

"Pierce called HQ! We have encountered a 'Ghost Zombie'!" On the other side, Pierce, who had killed the monster, raised his hand and pressed it on the communicator next to his ear, and said anxiously: "I can be sure, this is the same as we were in Idoni Ya met the same type!"

"Got it, cheer up." Immediately, HQ's reply came from the other side of the communicator.

Seeing that Pierce had finished communicating with the headquarters, Chris turned his head and glanced at the BSAA team members behind him. After thinking for a while, he approached Pierce, frowned and asked in a low voice in doubt: "Ghost... evil? "

"That's right, Ghost Zombie, a very troublesome BOW with many difficult features, it can be regarded as our old opponent..." Seeing Chris' puzzled face, Pierce hurriedly explained, in the end, he did not forget Asked back: "Captain, didn't you read the action information I sent you?"

"I saw it, but I didn't look very carefully..." Recalling the long thing like a flashlight that Pierce gave him, Chris bit the bullet, concealed his embarrassment with a serious expression, and pointed at Pierce. nodded.

In fact, Chris doesn't know how to use that thing at all, and it's Chris' limit to open that strange instrument.

Running with BSAA soldiers on the chaotic streets, Chris frowned, silently recalling, from the time he woke up in the hospital in Loples with amnesia until now, he can be said to have suffered from Li Yexing for a whole day. Half a year of beatings, thanks to Li Yexing's high-intensity training, Chris's condition after discharge from the hospital not only did not decline, but improved somewhat, and after each training session, Li Yexing would chat with Chris about strange things. s things.

"Chris, let me tell you, when I was in the Middle East, I encountered a monster, they..."

"Chris, let me tell you, I encountered a parasite in Malvia that year, they..."

"Chris, do you know zombies? It's the kind that walks slowly..."

"Tyrant, that thing is so cool! Chris, let me tell you, one year, in the Caribbean, I..."

The memory was awakened a little bit with thinking, and Chris suddenly realized that in the past six months, he seemed to have been instilled with a lot of strange knowledge by Li Yexing through storytelling, such as various monsters, and all kinds of monsters. How to deal with monsters, and how to observe monsters' weaknesses...

Those monsters are undoubtedly the BOW in the mouth of BSAA!

In my impression, Li Yexing seems to seldom mention how he fights with people. As long as he talks about commissions, Li Yexing's words only include the battles with various monsters. Fights between humans and death fights with various monsters are indeed easier to talk about after dinner, but when Chris was in the situation before him and began to recall those little stories of Li Yexing, those stories of Li Yexing , it seems a bit paradoxical...

Why does he tell me so much about monsters?

Did he know I'd have to deal with these monsters someday?

All of a sudden, a faint suspicion occupied Chris's heart. The Asian friend who seemed kind and generous and had a group of wives and concubines who would not grow old seemed a little more mysterious in Chris's mind, but no matter what , for a mercenary, entrustment should be the first priority, so after a while, Chris put down the meaningless thinking, he raised his head, faced the scorching fire, and started to move forward with the BSAA team .

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Two more.

Chapter 44. The Shadow of the Macho Man

In the gloom, clods of soil mixed with fertilizer burst out from the huge flower pot that was smashed by bullets. Most of them were still firmly grasped by the slightly thick root system of ornamental plants. The leaves the size of human faces were incomplete, and the veins There were still bloodstains on the floor, dripping drop by drop among the spilled flower soil. Not far away, pieces of broken glass were stained with blood and scratched, lying quietly on the dirty floor tiles, reflecting Looking at the lightless ceiling, and the flames outside the door.

Suddenly, a figure was reflected on the shattered glass, and then, black high-heeled boots stepped on the shattered glass, making a sound.

Wearing a black leather jacket on the upper body, black tight-legged leather pants on the lower body, and black high-heeled boots under the calf, the woman with her black hair behind her head looked indifferent. She raised her hand wrapped in black gloves, Gently took off the sunglasses, then silently scanned everything in front of him.

Longsheng Building, the lobby on the first floor, bloody and bloody, no survivors.

As the secretary of Victor, the real power leader of Black Umbrella, Sendoin Yanagi often deals with the technical department, and has seen all kinds of BOWs. Even so, after seeing the tragedy in front of her, she still feels a little Physical discomfort.

After a while, Qian Daoyuan folded the sunglasses and stuffed them in along the collar, then stepped forward and walked into the blood-smeared hall, the high-heeled boots stepped on the pool of blood, making a faint sound, until Qian Daoyuan The courtyard stood in the center of the hall, and the sound stopped abruptly.

"Is this the BOW purge unit..." Looking at the corpses on the ground, Qiandaoyuan looked indifferent, and commented in a low voice: "If it wasn't for the 'Thor Seat', I would hardly recognize it."

This sentence is not exaggerated by Qiandaoyuan. In fact, Qiandaoyuan will not exaggerate. She is just stating the facts objectively. After all, the corpses in front of her are too exaggerated. There are torn pieces everywhere, the mutilated internal organs are mixed with blood, splashed wantonly, and there are traces of being violently bitten everywhere. Right now, these corpses are beyond recognition. , all the BOW purge troops that are in the firing state are specially armed with the "Thunder Seat", Qiandaoyuan really couldn't recognize the body of this troop at first glance.

There is no doubt that this kind of tragedy can only be done by BOW, and it will definitely not be a BOW like zombies. After all, zombies eat very elegantly, and they will gather in place honestly and eat the food bite by bite. Not like this, tearing corpses everywhere.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiandaoyuan remembered the clubhouse he had just been to. As one of the high-level executives with real power in the black Umbrella, Qiandaoyuan knew very well that the magnificent clubhouse actually hides Neo. Umbrella The secret research facility. After she learned from the headquarters that Michel and Turado could not be contacted, she went to the clubhouse as the first stop.

Located in the central area of ​​Lanxiang City's blockade area, the streets near the clubhouse were empty. Qian Daoyuan walked in swaggeringly. The moment she opened the door, the smell of blood almost forced her out. The hall on the first floor is full of crushed flesh and blood, mixed with a large amount of black liquid, which looks a bit like asphalt, if it weren't for the guns and rags, Qiandaoyuan wouldn't even be able to tell the difference. What kind of corpse is it.

Going up the hall, Qiandaoyuan saw the new mass-produced BOW belonging to the black Umbrella at a glance—the apostle, and saw the monster sitting on the high platform on the second floor like a frog, tilting its head, looking at The ground was motionless, as if observing something.

Rolling up his sleeves and turning on the IFF system, Qiandaoyuan directly bypassed the golden smiling Buddha covered in black liquid, and stepped on the stairs to the platform on the second floor. In the center of the platform, in front of the apostle, Qiandaoyuan found the body of Satarando Michel, the eighth executive officer of the executive department, and saw that Michel died in a terrible manner. His eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, his expression was distorted, and his face was covered with black liquid. , and between his legs, there are several bullet holes.

In addition, Qiandaoyuan was keenly aware that Michelle's knife was missing.

Together with the apostle, they stared at Michelle's corpse in silence. After a while, Qiandaoyuan knelt down and collected a small tube of black liquid from the corpse. She stuffed the liquid into her pocket, and then turned her eyes on the apostle again. The apostle was unmoved and kept focusing on Michelle. In addition, Qiandaoyuan also found that the black exoskeleton at the apostle's waist was broken, and the apostle's spine seemed to have become a little distorted. It was as if the waist had suffered some kind of serious injury.

"Inexplicable..." Qian Daoyuan whispered, ignoring the motionless apostle.

Next, Qiandaoyuan did not stop. She used the wrist watch-like black strap to mobilize the map of the clubhouse, came to the monitoring room of the clubhouse, and tried to investigate the monitoring records of the clubhouse, but the monitoring records showed that in the meter Shortly after Xie Er's team entered the clubhouse, the monitoring system was completely offline.

Of course, Qiandaoyuan found nothing.

Even though she realized that the situation was going completely out of control, Qiandaoyuan's expression remained unchanged. She left the apostle motionless, and went to a company affiliated with Black Umbrella to participate in the project according to the information provided by the headquarters. Invested in the construction of the Longsheng Building where another missing executive officer was stationed, and then, just as she thought, something went wrong with the Longsheng Building.

But fortunately, at least the corpses on the side of the Longsheng building can barely make out the human form.

Tightening the black leather jacket on his body, Qiandaoyuan couldn't help but frowned slightly. Seeing the first floor turn into this appearance, the ninth executive, Fancio Turado, might be in danger. And if I quit in time, it is very likely that I will face the terrifying monster that can wipe out the BOW clearing troops. But right now, the apostle's control key is still in Turador's body. If you want Black Umbrella's As the operation continues, she must retrieve Turado's computer. After all, it will take time for the headquarters to change the key and take over the apostles. By then, who knows what changes will occur?

You know, that Mr. Victor attaches great importance to the son of Albert Wesker!When he learned that the young man in the hands of Neo Umbrella was the son of Wesker, Victor was so excited that he almost jumped up!

Qiandaoyuan still remembered that the last time he saw Victor so excited was when he completely took over the black Umbrella and turned his friends around.

With just a momentary hesitation, Qiandaoyuan made a decision. She would take the risk of recovering Turado’s computer and let the apostle continue to hunt down Albert Wesker’s son—Jack Muller. As for other issues, she can Find a solution yourself.

After making up his mind, Qian Daoyuan walked through the pool of blood, followed the bloody footprints left in the stairwell, and climbed up the stairs step by step. After stepping over the bodies of several members of the security forces, Qian Daoyuan finally found in a corridor. the body of Turado.

Just like Michele, Turado's death was very tragic. His skin was peeled off in large areas, his tongue and eyeballs were thrown on the ground randomly, his body was almost twisted into twists, and his broken bones were punctured and torn. The cracked muscles roughly pierced the skinless body surface, looking like a towel that hadn't been stretched out after being wrung out.

Unlike Michel, Turado not only lost his knife, but also his executive coat.

"Whether you are alive or dead, you are so disgusting. This is exactly the same as Michelle..." Frowning slightly, Qiandaoyuan finally walked up and went straight to Turado The black handbag left beside the corpse.