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Instinct (completely unrelated to the main text) Chapter 158: The Year of Dung and Ten Thousand Households (Part 1)

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    "Besides these, is there anything else you need? I will try my best to get it as soon as possible." The silent atmosphere in the basement made me feel a little uncomfortable - not because of Enrique's momentum. Why specifically?  Say - you can speak suddenly.  "If possibledo you have a medical kit?" Rebecca asked cautiously, "Although I still have some of Mr. Jack's magical medicine here, I think we have to face this mission  It's not just zombies, so" "This is no problem," Jack said cheerfully, "But I don't think you can still use it by then." Although Jack said this, he still brought it from outside.  I got a backpack and gave it to Rebecca. After opening it, Rebecca checked it briefly and found that the contents inside could completely support a standard field hospital!  "I'm a biologist, and I'm also a doctor." Jack meant something.  "Oh, forget it, I still believe in Rebecca." Chris also had something to say.  "Jack, what weapon did you use?" For some reason, seeing that the atmosphere was a little subtle, Jill automatically acted as a change of subject.  "Well," Jack picked up an MP5, "after all, I'm not very suitable for fighting." Upon hearing this, Chris's face immediately showed a trace of pride and contempt, while the kind-hearted Rebecca's eyes  It was a gleam of worry, and Gil rolled his eyes rather unladylikely, but all this was caught in the eyes of the silent Enrique, making him thoughtful.  There is not much equipment in the basement, but it is enough to arm the S.T.A.R.S. people.  As well-trained warriors, they certainly couldn't make the mistake that only rookies would make - carrying as many weapons and ammunition as possible.  As a combat-effective team, everyone's division of labor is different. If a scout has thousands of bullets wrapped around his body and a heavy machine gun on his back, this is definitely a murderous approach.  "Gil, do you know anything?" Enrique asked Gil in a low voice after finding an opportunity.  "I know, I know a lot, but I can't say." Although the answer was negative, Jill's tone was quite relaxed, and then she added: "I think you know what that guy is best at." Hear  Enrique nodded at Jill's answer and did not ask any more questions. She was not going to ask any more questions in subsequent missions. This was not only to get rid of distracting thoughts during the mission, but also because she believed in her comrades.  He knew that if there was anything that threatened them or their principles, Gil would remind them in other ways even if he couldn't say it. But looking at the calm and calm look of Gil now, there should be no problem.  "It's time to start." This is what Enrique said to Jack. Now the division of labor among several people is very clear. Let's not talk about other things. Enrique is responsible for combat command, while Jack is the guide and the person who sets the general direction and goals.  Enrique has the responsibility to meet the mission requirements set by Jack, but he also has the right to abandon the mission if the lives of the team members are endangered.  As for Eureka, she will stay at home with Shirley, but if a biological crisis really breaks out, the two of them will immediately flee to the police station just a few blocks away, while Barry is setting up S.T.A.R.S.  The family members will also rush back later and meet with Eureka or Jack and others depending on the situation.  The team set off, but of course they couldn't just walk on the street so openly while they were fully armed. Although they were originally S.T.A.R.S., yes, but with these weapons and equipment that could fully carry out a small-scale war, they used to  Definitely invite them back to the police station for a cup of coffee.  Therefore, they have to go out through the back door of Jack's house. There is a sewer there. Taking the sewer will not only avoid some unnecessary troubles, but most importantly, if they want to go to Umbrella's underground research institute in Raccoon City, they can only go through the sewer.  past.  It's August now, and the environment in the sewers will certainly not be very nice. As elite warriors, Enrique and the others don't care about this. However, the gas masks Jack prepared for them made Jill take a look at him - this simple  Of course, the gas mask cannot be used to fight against viruses. Moreover, according to Jack, ordinary viruses have no effect on them now, so the function of this gas mask is to fight against the "poisonous gas" in the sewer. This kind of thing is in the  It may not be a big deal in the eyes of Rick and Chris, but this kind of attentiveness Anyway, Jill is very happy.  ¡°Swipe¡ª¡ª¡± I don¡¯t know how long I walked forward. Enrique suddenly raised his left hand. Everyone immediately stopped and turned their upper bodies to form a battle circle that could advance, attack, retreat, or defend.  ¡®There was gunfire, it was a repeating weapon.  ¡¯ This is what Enrique expressed with his gestures. Then he pointed at Chris and continued to ¡°said¡± with his hands: ¡°Go and take a look,¡±Be careful.  " Chris left quickly and came back quickly. He ran back in about five minutes, and he "said" to everyone with gestures: "About 800 meters ahead, there are two teams fighting, because  It's too far away to see where they belong, but at a rough look they should be two mercenaries. "Can we go around it?" Enrique asked Jack, who is the guide. "Yes, but it should be the closest one."  Entrance, the time to find a new entrance will be doubled. '' Jack responded with the same gesture. 'Enrique made the right decision immediately. Their mission here was just to find it.  William "persuaded" him to serve as a tainted witness and accuse Umbrella after the Resident Evil crisis. Even if he disagreed, it didn't matter. After all, they had a good "persuasion tool" in their hands - of course, Jack lied again in this.  , he actually already knew William's fate during that hour of analysis and sampling, but the reason he used during the emergency call was not "the G virus is about to break out", but "the infected body of the T virus was found in Raccoon City"  ". After a long circle, Jack used his authority to open the door of the institute, only to find that the institute was in a mess, with dead bodies everywhere, scattered information, and broken petri dishes and test tubes, which fully demonstrated the  There has been a violent attack here, and most importantly, there is William's work sign lying on the blood-stained ground somewhere. "What to do?" This is what Enrique means in his eyes. "I will collect information here first."  , you should explore the surroundings again. There should be a control center not far from here. See if you can find any information about the intruders. It is best to know their purpose.  "Jack didn't talk nonsense. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of the computer and started working. "Action.  "Enrique didn't talk nonsense, but added "Jill stays" before leaving.  " "Your goal is half successful, huh?  "When everyone left, Jill, who had been loyal to her duties, casually placed the gun on the experimental table beside her. She also pulled up a chair and half-lyed and half-sat on it, looking at Jack lazily.  Said. ¡°I just don¡¯t want you to suffer more unnecessary harm because of our existence.  "Jack didn't look back. Various windows kept flashing on the display screen in front of him, and documents kept spitting out on the typewriter on the other side. "Okay, I also know that you are really not to blame for all this, and I hate you too.  I can¡¯t get up, but I just hate feeling like this.  "Jill shrugged and stopped talking. "If you have time I suggest you practice at this time. Although that happened 'once', I don't want you to be put on the dissecting table.  superior.  "Still not looking back, Jack said suddenly. "I know.  "Although Jill is still quite resistant to this kind of thing - after all, if she does that, her existence as a "person" will become weaker and weaker. Even if she always thinks of herself as a "person", in the eyes of the people around her,  You will be a "monster" - The so-called "go your own way and let others say it" is not a heroic statement, but a helpless declaration. After all, man is a social animal.  . But Jill also knows the fact that Jack said that although Jack has said that they now have superhuman strength, it is normal to check with the existing known technology, but if "that day" really comes, he will be  Slicing rather than being a puppet manipulated by parasites, this is definitely a given (The "once" mentioned above refers to "Gill's death" in Chronicles and "Gill's resurrection" in "Resident Evil 5".  ) Sighing, Jill walked to an open space in the laboratory, closed her eyes and concentrated. The above is the process that Jack told Jill to control the power in his body. For some reason, this reminded Jill of the cult.  'Perhaps the so-called "miracles" in some religions are actually just genetic mutations or something?' Jill thought, then she smiled to herself, shook her head, and began to immerse herself in her body.  Middle There's nothing going on here for the time being. Let's turn the camera to the ground in Raccoon City. Two hours have passed since Jack's actions, and in these short two hours, the biological crisis broke out.  Everything happened so suddenly. Just as night fell, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell, all the creatures infected by the G virus began to attack anything alive around them. Faced with this surprise attack  , human beings have no preparation and can only escape in despair, but facing the feeling of exponential explosionIf the infection spreads, where can these lucky few escape?  Not only that, chaos and despair will give birth to something. From the perspective of a "civilized society", this is called "crime", but in the final analysis it is just instinct, plundering others in order to gain a chance to continue to survive. This kind of plundering  Not just the materials necessary for survival, but also the lives of "similar" people.  ¡®I don¡¯t need to run fast, I just need to run faster than others, or in other words, I just need to let others run slower than me.  ¡¯ ;
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