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Area A3, a place of death and silence.

As recorded in the data, there is not a single zombie here.

No, to be precise, there is not a single living thing.

Because they have all been killed by the tyrant.

The mission given to it by the protective umbrella is to destroy all living creatures, among which STARS members are the first priority targets.

To this day, it still faithfully carries out this order.

It is equivalent to helping the three Laika people clear the field.

At this time, there are still 2 hours before the reward expires!

In other words, 3 hours have passed since Laika and Mr. and Mrs. Smith entered area A34!

But they did nothing.

To be precise, they did nothing to the tyrant who was also in area A3.

Because I'm not fully prepared yet.

In the courtyard of the police headquarters, there is a small fountain. Inside is a statue of a warrior holding two swords and a two-meter-high pool of water. It is surrounded by weeds.

This was exactly where the plan was to set a trap for the tyrant.

Next to the fountain, two large equipment boxes were opened, and Jane took out various heavy weapons from one of them and hid them in the weeds, so that they could be picked up and used at any time.

Laika took out silver metal cans the size of baseball bats from another equipment box and laid them on the bottom of the fountain pool.

Military condensation bombs.

"Mr. Smith should be fine following the tyrant alone, right?" Laika asked.

"Don't worry, I'm far inferior to him in terms of concealment and tracking and surveillance." Jane raised her eyebrows, "Because he is timid."

"Ha, I'm used to being bullied by you."

"Really?" Jane stepped towards Laika, "Is that what he told you?"

"Oh, that's not the case." Laika blinked, "I just...intuited it, because I myself am often bullied by girls."

It's voluntary.

Jane's face was full of disdain.

"Tch, is asking him to approve of my furniture taste called bullying?"

"Is asking him to eat more salads called bullying?"

"Let him occasionally pretend to be someone else to add a bit of fun, is that called bullying?"

"..."

Pretending to be someone else when doing what?

Laika didn't dare to ask and quickly changed the subject.

"The number of condensation bombs should be enough, right?"

After Jane came over to take a look, she nodded and said, "Well, that's enough, but you have to seize the opportunity and make sure the tyrant's body is in the pool when you start it."

"Don't worry." Laika made an OK gesture, "I'm best at seizing the opportunity."

Whether it's A2's plan to clean up zombies or A3's plan to kill tyrants, before Mr. and Mrs. Smith entered Raccoon City...

No, it was already planned before we approached Laika to discuss cooperation.

The couple never fights without confidence, even if the reward exceeds the time limit and the reward expires.

This is better than Leica.

However, there is another variable in this mission, which is the uncertainty of the tyrant.

After all, tyrants are monsters with certain intelligence, unlike zombies who step into traps even though they know they are there.

And it also has the blessing of Gatling and rocket launchers.

Therefore, the two couples divided their plan into two steps. First, they must find an opportunity to destroy the tyrant's weapons, and then let Laika appear and lead the tyrant into a trap.

Both steps are difficult and have variables.

Reducing the difficulty, eliminating variables, and ensuring the smooth progress of the entire plan is what John Smith is currently doing.

For more than 30 hours, he has been hanging far behind the tyrant, observing its behavior and looking for patterns and flaws.

"hidden!"

Suddenly, John's deep voice came from the earphones. Jian Li quickly pressed down the Lycra and buried it in the weeds next to the fountain.

Almost at the same moment, the earth shook rhythmically.

A huge figure walked into the police headquarters compound, walking slowly towards the fountain.

It was the goal of the three of them.

tyrant!

Laika gasped.

This monster is one story tall, wearing a green leather jumpsuit, and its head looks like a huge ugly avocado.

The facial features are buried in deep wrinkles, and no emotions or sorrows can be seen.

I'm afraid there won't be any joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

Gatling on the left hand, rockets on the right shoulder, plenty of ammunition.

There are many fresh bullet holes on the clothes, which should be left by John's testing during this period.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Jane and Laika held their breath at the same time.

And cursed secretly in his heart.

Damn it, how could you just wander here?

Don't step into the trap! ! !

This young master/young lady is still within the scope of the condensation bomb! ! !

Fortunately, the tyrant just walked between the fountain and Laika without stepping into the fountain or stepping on Laika's head.

Recently, Laika can feel the stench transmitted through the military boots.

Then, the tyrant continued to slowly circle around the fountain, walked out of the General Contracting Department compound, and disappeared from sight.

"Don't worry, it's safe. You can get up and talk."

John, who had been following the tyrant, came to the two.

His face is full of confidence.

"Have you discovered the tyrant's flaw?" Jane, who knew her husband well, asked.

"That's it."

John picked up Madame and Laleka.

"As expected, the tyrant does not have any fixed route, it just wanders around the police headquarters as it pleases, so we don't expect it to step into the trap on its own initiative."

"What's its reaction speed?"

"Extremely high. I have tested it with three drones. The tyrant can always react the moment the drone fires, blocking the bullet with his own body, and then using Gatling to fight back."

Jane frowned: "Then we can't disable his weapons?"

"Yeah, if he's a gunman with one hand and a gun with the other, I won't be the bait." Laika would never do anything like pretending to be a black man.

The three cursed straw men were unable to deflect such a huge amount of damage.

"Don't worry, I already have a solution in this regard. Although the tyrant does not have a fixed walking route, I found that it has a small habit."

John laughed ambiguously.

"There is a giant billboard for Taylor Swift's concert one kilometer away. Tyrant passes by there very frequently and always stops to take a closer look."

Laika didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Damn it, he has changed like that, and he is still thinking about this bite. So, at that time, he will be... distracted?"

John joked: "Not only is he distracted, but he is extremely distracted. I really doubt that the tyrant was a fanboy or something when he was still human.

"Be serious." Jane said displeased, "In other words, this is our best...perhaps the only chance to disable his weapon?"

"Yes."

"Okay, next time the tyrant passes by the billboard, if he gets distracted, the two of us will disable his Gatling and bazooka respectively."

Jane looked at Laika, "Then it's your turn to appear."

Laika looked at his watch. There was only one and a half hours left before the reward expired.

“What if the tyrant doesn’t pass by that billboard in the next few moments?”

"Then cancel the mission." The two couples said in unison.

Canceling the mission means that all the work done before, so much ammunition wasted, and the more than 100 million paid to the entry-level gang have all been wasted.

As a newbie who has only been in the industry for half a year, it would be a lie to say that I am not heartbroken at all.

But Laika knew that this was the best choice.

The most valuable thing in the world is life. If you save your life, you can make a lot of money.

"Let's go and take a position near the billboard now. If the tyrant doesn't pass there before the time limit, just pack up and go home." Laika said firmly.

John looked at Laika with an admiring smile.

"Deserves to be the Rookie of the Year."

After that, he took out a STARS uniform from his backpack and handed it to Laika.

"After putting on this uniform, you will become the tyrant's first target to kill. It only has you in its eyes and will never stop until it kills you."

Laika put on her uniform neatly.

kill me?

dream!