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However, just as they were about to leave, hundreds of zombies suddenly gathered around the hut, and they launched a fierce attack on the three Jill in the hut.

"Help, help!".

The female reporter Tree was so frightened that she could only hold the camera and hide behind Jill desperately, except for shouting for help.

"Damn, I'm going to hold these monsters down and you guys go through the back door. Peyton said resolutely, pulling out his pistol and shooting the zombies that crawled in through the window one by one.

"No, I can't just leave you alone. "

Despite Peyton's resoluteness, Gill had no intention of giving up on his colleagues.

The two work together, one dealing with the zombies that break in through the front door, and the other cleaning up the zombies that crawl in through the windows and all corners.

With the close cooperation of the two, they once withstood the attack of the zombies like a tide.

However, the

good times did not last long, the wooden back door made a piercing creak, overwhelmed by the impact of the zombies, and with a bang, the wooden door was trampled under the feet of the zombies who broke in.

"Back door...... The back door has been broken down by zombies. Trey's legs went limp, and she said with a crying voice.

She wanted to escape, but as far as she could see, the front and back doors were tightly blocked by zombies, and there was no way to escape!

I knew that I wouldn't run around with Jill, and I had to rest in this dilapidated hut, but now I don't need to rest in my life.

There was no need for Trey to remind her, and Jill could hear the heavy slamming of the ground at the back door.

But what can she do? She's desperate!

The pistol didn't run out of bullets, only two magazines remained, but an endless stream of zombies continued to pour into the hut.

I

just didn't evacuate through the back door, but now I'm being hit by zombies in front and back, and I can't leave if I want to.

A trace of remorse rose in her heart.

"Jill, I'm running out of bullets!" Peyton shouted.

"Save some money, I don't have any extra ammo, try to aim at the head and fire. "

Jill replaces her own magazine and throws the last one to Peyton, and although she is well aware that there is little chance of surviving this environment, Jill chooses to fight until the last minute.

She was prepared for the worst-case scenario, accurately calculating the number of bullets fired.

When there are only two bullets left, she will send the female reporter next to her first, and then keep the last bullet for herself.

Suddenly, fierce gunfire came from outside the house, and the number of zombies pouring into the hut plummeted for a while.

"Someone's come to our rescue!" said Trey, a female reporter, ecstatic.

After Jill quickly cleared out the zombies that had invaded the hut, he quickly helped Peyton out of the hut.

After leaving the hut, she saw a scene that made her jaw-dropping.

I saw a figure in a white coat holding two swords with a flickering cold light, shuttling between the corpses, with a vigorous and elegant posture.

Every time he swung the sword light, the head of a zombie flew away. Blood gushed out, forming a rain of blood that fell onto the ground, reflecting his feverish and excited eyes.

"Hey, hey," Anderson slept, his blazing glasses flashing with a cold light, he cracked his mouth, revealing his snow-white teeth, and loudly announced his declaration of battle, "In front of me, the dead dare to walk, deviate from the only reason, and try to break through with the evil and crooked way, and our betrayers will never let go." You will not tremble and die like straw, Amen. "

Under the murderous declaration, it is the indomitable momentum.

At the same time, a crimson monster also appears on the battlefield.

It is tall and mighty, and exudes a suffocating murderous aura all over its body. Sharp steel claws sliced through the air, sending a gust of wind that cut the zombies in their way in two.

In contrast, the only normal thing is Chu Tianlan, who holds the rifle tightly and continuously pulls the trigger to shoot the zombies.

Hundreds of zombies will be dealt with in a matter of moments.

It's just that the battle scene is really tragic.

"Gross!".

Female reporter Trey spit out regardless of her image.

"Are you all right?" Chu Tianlan stepped forward and asked.

It was you, and Jill recognized that her life-saver was her colleague at the Raccoon City Police Department.

Thinking that he had treated the other party as a deserter before, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart.

"Jill, do you know them?" Peyton asked.

"Well, his name is ......" After thinking for a long time, Jill was stunned and didn't remember what Chu Tianlan's name was.

It's no surprise that Jill came to work at the Raccoon City Police Department because of her excessive use of violence during S.T.A.R.S. missions, which was exposed in the newspapers by reporters, and she had to move to other positions to avoid the limelight. When public opinion subsides, Jill will return to S.T.A.R.S.

In this case, how can she bother to deal with interpersonal relationships between new colleagues?

"My name is Chu Tianlan, and these two are the friends I met on the road, Father Anderson and Xiaohong. "

Chu Tianlan took the initiative to introduce and resolved Jil's embarrassment.

After dealing with the zombies, Anderson returned to his usual image of a gentle and generous middle-aged man, holding the holy scriptures and nodding to Jill with a smile.

This middle-aged man with an amiable temperament makes it impossible to associate him with the crazy image just now.

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