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He had received Umbrella's money, so he decisively performed his duty as the commander of the military base after Raccoon City had a problem, and used a ballistic missile to clear all the evidence in Raccoon City.

And he wasn't even getting one piece of money - he was getting two!

One from Umbrella and the other from Umbrella's behind-the-scenes powerhouse Spencer!

One asked him to launch an intercontinental missile when necessary, and the other shipped a nuclear warhead that he did not know where it came from, and asked him to replace the warhead of the intercontinental missile.

He was going to make up his mind to quit after this incident. Anyway, if the situation in Raccoon City is so serious, his nuclear warhead will make him a 'hero' to solve the problem. Even if it is not that serious, the matter will be Can't push it on his head.

After all, there will be no nuclear warhead reserves in military bases, and the only one to blame is the **** who shipped the ICBM with the wrong warhead.

Even if he took 10,000 steps back, he would just abandon this identity and run away, change his place, change his family, change his face, and start his new life again!

This huge sum of money that he could never earn in his life has been credited into his Swiss bank account. Before he could imagine his future rich life, reality gave him a heavy slap in the face.

An intercontinental missile equipped with a nuclear warhead was lost, and a nuclear bomb capable of rising into low-Earth orbit, theoretically not capable of 100% interception and strike in the world, was stolen.

If this matter is shaken out, it is impossible to get promoted and get rich. It is estimated that I will spend the rest of my life in federal prison!

The colonel wanted to run like this, but when he passed out and just woke up, he received a call from his superior.

The other party told him very 'euphemistically' that his parents and family had been controlled by the CIA, and that he himself was suspected of being suspected of being a terrorist and a former Soviet spy. Let him wait in place and prepare to be taken away.

The upper principal opened his mouth, and just turned around, two CIA personnel who were hiding in the military base had already come in.

This thing can't be hidden.

An ICBM with a nuclear warhead was lost, and this crazy bad news swept the White House, Pentagon, CIA and FBI like a tornado.

This is definitely the biggest crisis the Bald Eagle has faced since the fall of the Soviet Union - bigger than when the World Trade Center was hit!

An ICBM capable of hitting any part of the world in theory has been lost, what does it mean? It means that the murderer has the ability to provoke a world war at any time.

This Militia-3, whether it was thrown into New York, or Moscow, or Lin'an, or Paris, or Di... or Lun... well, the last one doesn't count.

As long as it falls on the territory of a nuclear power, at that moment everyone can prepare for the third world war!

At this time, the bald eagle would rather the mushroom fall on top of his head!

After all, if it falls on the heads of other major powers, the nuclear counterattack agreement and the dead hand system will ensure that all countries in the world will enter a wartime state in an instant, truly destroying a country and ending the world.

The red-necked leader in the White House subconsciously wanted to say it was fake news and then pushed the blame, but on second thought, it seemed like an opportunity.

If the Bald Eagle is declared to be in a state of emergency at this moment, or even a state of wartime, wouldn't he be able to continue the previous term as a great commander who is about to be ousted from power?

So the red-necked commander immediately changed his face.

"This matter must be made public! We cannot allow the public, our allies, or even our adversaries to suffer such a dire crisis at any time!"

The red-necked commander was impassioned and said righteously.

"I have to declare the whole country into a state of martial law as the Bald Eagle Commander! Even... wartime state!"

Although it is very fair, the command of the commander has not been carried out.

After all, he is about to step down now, and there are basically not many of his own people around, and this matter obviously cannot be announced so hastily.

The reason is very simple. If you tell the world that our bald eagle has been stolen an ICBM, then whether the missile falls or not, your bald eagle will be responsible!

Let alone international public opinion, if such a joke is made, their global financial markets will suffer heavy losses, and even the two yellow-race countries on the other side of the sea will probably use this reason to join forces to destroy all their military bases in the Asia-Pacific region. Get kicked out.

They can't afford this loss, so... they can't admit it! Killing can't even admit it!

But paper can't hold fire, especially for such a big event, especially for the Pentagon and the White House, which have been infiltrated like a sieve.

This matter soon reached the ears of the big men.

"Pfft!! What did you say?!"

Lying leisurely on the beach chair by the pool, Angers opened his mouth and spit out all the whisky in his mouth.

"I mean, an ICBM with a nuclear warhead was stolen."

The vice-principal night watchman unceremoniously snatched the whisky from Angers' hand, took a big gulp and burped himself, lying on the beach chair next to him.

"I wonder if some awakened Dragon King did this."

"Dragon King? Dragon King... It's not impossible."

Angers pondered for a moment, thinking carefully, it is not impossible for those dragon kings who awakened in modern times to do such a big thing.

Using a human's own toy to make humans fight on their own will definitely be beneficial and harmless to the Dragon King. And as for the two dragon kings that have been killed now, there must be one of the twins who is good at using their brains!

So far, they have killed and brought the Dragon King, either a premature baby or a cerebral palsy child, and none of them have really dived into their hearts to calculate human beings.

"What did the secret party say?"

"Europe is about to explode." The night watchman lit a cigar and smiled gleefully.

"Especially the Gattuso family, that idiot Frost. There's a lot of Umbrella stock on hand now and it's rushing to sell. But the problem is that this idiot put these Umbrella stocks from other people in hedge funds. It’s hard to sell now.”

"Wait, what does this have to do with Umbrella?" Angers frowned.

"Because of secret mischief, the intercontinental ballistic missile that should not have appeared in San Diego State was Umbrella."

The night watchman lay flat on his back and said lazily.

"Isn't the news that Umbrella is conducting human trials in Raccoon City all the time on the Internet? The Executive Department has determined that it is 80% true, and Raccoon City may now be in a state of irreparable catastrophe."

"Umbrella wanted to use this nuclear bomb to eliminate all evidence, but I didn't expect it to be stolen - hehe, this time they won't die, I'll write the name upside down!"

"How can you be so leisurely!" Angers growled

"An intercontinental nuclear bomb was snatched by the Dragon King - aren't you afraid that the thing will fall from your head in the next second!"

They Kassel prepared all the preparations to meet the Dragon King, but only did not prepare to meet the nuclear strike.

Although the power of that thing is not comparable to the word spirit displayed by the Dragon King, the problem is that there is no way to guard against it! If you are smashed down by thousands of kilometers, you have nowhere to run!

No matter how awesome Cassell is, it is impossible to blatantly set up an anti-missile system near Chicago.

"Sprinkling water, is it useful to worry about this? Can I still order the nuclear bomb to turn around and go back?"

The night watchman squinted and admired the big girl in the pool, smiled and waved his hand

"In the face of such force majeure, I suggest that we should eat and drink. It is the government who should worry about this kind of thing. What are we doing?"

Angers' expression softened a bit, and the night watchman was right. This kind of 'international event' should not be a problem for their mixed race.

Even if the awakened Dragon King really stole this thing, it's not a problem of their hybrids, it's a problem of the government. What's more, Angers never felt that his half-bloods could fight better than the government.

"I'm going to make a phone call... someone might know what's going on."

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Chapter 275 23. Operation Raccoon City Continued

"...Someone came here not long ago."

Leon looked at the corpses of several 'fish fry' lying in the sewage sewage, his face was a little dignified

"And it's definitely just gone... In addition to the bullet holes, there are obvious cuts on the body... It doesn't look like an ordinary army."

"Maybe it's a special forces soldier with two katana swords." Franklin pinched his nose in disgust and said in a loud voice.

"Or monsters with knives and guns chasing us," Mike interjected.

"I don't know if I'm the only one who noticed... We're in a **** **** right now!" Old Trey growled hysterically.

"Our son-in-law is now in a pit full of feces and urine, and you still have time to chat here!"

"Don't worry, we always have to find their traces." Claire, who was observing the footprints on the ground, rolled his eyes and said in a bad breath.

The forward footprints extended all the way to a rusty door, Claire hesitated, and slowly opened the door.

With a creaking sound, the heavy door of the folding fan was pushed open, revealing the downward escalator behind.

"Under here... is Umbrella's secret base?"

"I think there must be something wrong with the person who would build the secret lab under the cesspit."

Trevor Tucao

"On the top of the head is a big pile of SHI, so they still have time to study..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's speed up and hurry down, I have a bad feeling."

Mike looked around hesitantly. As an old robber who has committed many big robbery cases, his premonition of danger has always been very accurate.

So in a sense, this talent can also be called... a crow's mouth.

"S.T.A.R.S!!!"

The familiar, nightmare-like low voice resounded through the sewers, and the next moment, the top just above their heads suddenly collapsed, and the tall tracker jumped straight down!

The straitjacket and equipment on his body were all damaged, and his ugly body was completely exposed, like countless disgusting corpses stitched together, causing strong physical discomfort when people saw it!

"This thing isn't dead yet?!"

Mike screamed, and Leon, who had a quick eye and a quick hand, immediately took out the assault rifle he picked up on the road and pulled the trigger at the tracker's face.

Da da da da! !

One after another, the sound of gunshots echoed in the sewers, but the tracker seemed to have no feeling. Even if his head was shot by steel core bullets, he still walked quickly without changing his speed.

It's evolving.

As a semi-experimental tracker, it can be said that it is an alienated version of the tyrant. It can be said to be the T103 implanted with Prada parasites, but because of this, this thing has acquired the adaptive evolution ability that the original tyrant did not have. .

He is gradually strengthening the defense of his head. If the original tracker is already immune to small-caliber bullets, the current tracker can ignore the large-caliber bullets of assault rifles.

And judging from the sharp claws growing out of his hands, he is gradually returning to the thinking mode that a tyrant should have. Also, he was probably eaten by the unlucky T103 tyrant to recover from his injuries.

"Go down, go down! Stop dawdling!"

The old urge was irritable while shooting, and Franklin jumped down without even looking. Claire followed, and Mike immediately jumped down.

Bravely chose the broken Leon to shoot and retreat, but just as he slammed the gun on the tracker and turned and was about to jump off, he felt a burning pain in his back.

Leon fell down the aisle with his head down, but was caught by Mike when he was about to land.

"Damn, you're so heavy..." Mike grinned and put Leon down, while Claire exclaimed

"Lion! You... you were injured?"

It was only then that everyone discovered that there was an obvious scar on Leon's back. There was no doubt that at the moment when Leon turned around, the tracker slapped him with the whip in his hand.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Mike moved slightly away from Leon, and Leon, who realized what happened to him, gave a wry smile and handed the gun to Claire.

"I'm… okay for now. But I'm not sure if I'll be okay next."

"You are infected, boy." Lao Cui opened the scars of this incident without hesitation.

"You're going to be one of those cerebral palsy hippies—but you're not going to bite me yet, are you? So I'm not going to blow your head off."

The words are not rough, and besides, this juncture is obviously not suitable for the rhythm of infighting. It is more appropriate for Lao Cui to spread the matter out and say it.

"Just like that, give me a pistol for self-defense. If I have a problem, just pop my head off."

Leon gritted his teeth and was helped by Claire, and glanced at Trevor gratefully.

"S.T.A.R.S!!!"

Accompanied by a low roar outside the room, a heavy hammering sound came from above.

There is no doubt that the tracker is trying to hammer a way, which is an impossible task for ordinary people, but for the tracker, maybe it can be achieved.

"Damn, let's get out of here!"

Mike pressed down the old and huge elevator in front of him and complained incessantly.

"I thought the first few years of my life were miserable enough. I didn't expect it to be so miserable. There shouldn't be anything worse..."

"Oh, shut up bro!" Franklin rolled his eyes and complained angrily.

"Mike, every time you complain, it's not good! Do you still want to bring us a new monster?"

The slowly ascending elevator stopped slowly, and the noisy trio and Claire who supported Lyon walked into the elevator

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from the top of the elevator, attacking everyone like a phantom!