"So much nonsense. If I were you, I would have run away already. Trust me, I can handle these things. You'll only get in the way if you stay here." Zhou Yi lightly nudged Jill with his shoulder, causing her to stumble.
Jill looked at him with surprise and uncertainty, but she still didn't move her feet. Unless absolutely necessary, she really didn't want to abandon her companions and escape alone. She had already lost her companions once and didn't want to lose them a second time.
"Go! Do you want to die here? Don't forget what you have to do." Zhou Yi roared, and Jill trembled at the thunderous sound. Between righteousness and personal feelings, she finally made her choice.
Stumbling, she ran towards one side of the street. Although her back looked shaky and weak, she never looked back.
Watching Jill's figure gradually disappear from sight, a strange smile appeared on Zhou Yi's face. No one would see the deep marks under the Stalkers' huge claws, marks that they couldn't possibly have made. Instead, they were left by a much stronger force pressing down on their bodies.
This was also why those Stalkers allowed what they saw as food to just walk away. Zhou Yi's telekinesis had been pressing down on their bodies, making them unable to move. Naturally, they had no ability to hunt their prey.
And after Jill left, it was hard to say who the prey was.
Releasing his restraint on the Stalkers, Zhou Yi looked at these restless monsters and the guy walking step by step with a minigun. He smiled slightly and shook the short sword in his hand.
The nanometal immediately extended, and in an instant, a ten-foot-long spear appeared in his hand.
"I still have some time, so I'll play with you all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several Stalkers pounced on him from all directions. Their foot-long sharp claws, pointed fangs, and snake-like flicking tongues were all deadly weapons, and now the target of these weapons was only one: Zhou Yi, standing in the middle.
The spear instantly swung open, like a flying Dragon, its tip flashing, transforming into a fire tree and silver flowers in an instant. You couldn't even clearly see where the spear tip was; all you could see was a glowing mass.
The Stalkers' bodies froze in mid-air. A moment later, straight lines of blood appeared on their bodies. Zhou Yi slightly turned his body, dodging these clumsy behemoths. And when they fell to the ground, they immediately shattered into countless pieces.
They were cut into pieces, like chunks of meat. Whether it was their limbs or their hideous big heads, they were all severed, and along with their empty torsos, they covered every inch of ground around Zhou Yi.
He flicked the spear in his hand, and dirty blood splattered from the spearhead, yet not a single drop stained the spear. The Adamantium spearhead was truly a deadly weapon, there was no doubt about it.
"You're really not tough enough. I haven't even used my full strength, and you've already fallen. So, can you give me a surprise, big guy?" Zhou Yi looked calmly at the monster holding a weapon opposite him. Through its eyes, he clearly conveyed his disdain and mockery to the guy behind it. And this clearly worked very well.
"Kill him, kill him! Kill him for me immediately! Even if he dies, it's the same for me. Kill him for me immediately!" Raymond roared in anger. He no longer wanted to tolerate someone like Zhou Yi.
The Board of Directors' order was to capture him alive if possible, but they didn't rule out killing him. They only wanted to seize the wealth in his hands; even if he died, the devalued stocks could still be taken by them. The Board of Directors had a well-thought-out reason that could solve many problems. A nuclear power plant explosion, within this range, even the wealthiest person couldn't escape Death, could he not?
His subordinates faithfully carried out his orders. A message was sent to the Tracker T103 in front of Zhou Yi. Upon receiving this message, Tracker T103 immediately raised the minigun in his hand.
A minigun with a theoretical firing rate of five thousand rounds per minute could tear apart many things: light armor, not-so-thick walls, and so on. As for a human body, in front of such a brutal weapon, it was not much harder than a piece of paper.
However, even disregarding Zhou Yi's body, which was harder than steel, the spear in his hand could not be penetrated by this kind of weapon.
The spear immediately swung into a thick, impenetrable mass, protecting Zhou Yi's entire body tightly. The minigun bullets splattered into this silver light and Shadow, producing nothing but dense sparks.
Raymond watched everything in front of him in disbelief. He felt his Worldview being subverted. Not just him, but even his subordinates around him had the same expression. They were dumbfounded, their minds completely blank.
It wasn't until a flashing red message appeared on the screen that their consciousness was called back. It was the message that the Tracker's minigun ammunition was exhausted. Seeing this message, Raymond seemed to swallow, then gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Use Rocket launchers! I don't believe he can even block an explosion!"
The Tracker faithfully carried out his order, shouldering a Rocket launcher without a word and firing a shot directly at Zhou Yi. The tightly wielded spear indeed could not block the Impact and high temperature generated by the Rocket launcher's explosion, but who said it had to be blocked?
The spear directly flicked, catching the incoming Rocket launcher out of thin air. Then, with a swing, the Rocket launcher was thrown back along its original path. Before it even landed, it exploded directly above the Tracker's head. Flames and high temperature instantly enveloped the Tracker's body. Although it couldn't destroy it, it made it emit a sufficiently painful wail.
After all, it was still a living being, not a cold weapon. It felt pain, and naturally, it would scream. However, the scream didn't last long before it abruptly stopped. A light and Shadow tore through the raging fire and directly slammed into the Tracker's body. The heavy spear, combined with Zhou Yi's strength, meant that even as Umbrella's proud monster, it had no hope of survival. In an instant, its bones were broken and its tendons snapped. The imposing bio-weapon, which resembled a hungry ghost, immediately turned into an unrecognizable puddle of mud, sticking to the ground. The flames continued to spread, perhaps igniting the shattered remaining ammunition. In an instant, the great Fire completely engulfed everything, and violent explosions constantly echoed.
Nothing could survive in such a situation. Zhou Yi saw it very clearly, but Raymond and his men found it difficult to understand.
They still didn't know what had happened. They only saw the Rocket launcher inexplicably fly back and then explode on the Tracker. After that, apart from the raging flames, there was only a blurry silver light and Shadow. Once the light and Shadow passed, no more images were transmitted.
There was only one explanation for this situation: the Tracker had been completely destroyed.
They didn't believe this would happen, but the truth was, it did happen. Instruments don't lie, and they were guys who trusted instruments very much.
"Damn it, damn it! What the hell was that?" Raymond angrily smashed the things in front of him. The silver light and Shadow made him feel helpless and fearful. He sensed a huge conspiracy, not only against him but also against Umbrella behind him.
This was the last thing he wanted to see, because it was very likely that he would lose everything.
"What the hell is that? Aren't you Experts? Aren't you the best scientists? Tell me what that is, or you'll have no value in existence!"
Completely enraged, he began to threaten the subordinates around him. They were the Tracker's operators and the most excellent scientists. But now, they were just quails trembling under his gun.
"Perhaps it's the weapon in his hand, that high-tech weapon that looks like a cold weapon." Under Raymond's coercion, some of them began to guess, and then others immediately supplemented and perfected it, one after another.
"Stark's energy System. This kind of thing might have adopted this. The thing just now looked very much like a high-energy field."
"Osborn Industries has always been researching exoskeleton armor technology. Maybe he has a set on him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such powerful strength."
"The super soldier program. These two companies started handling this program a long time ago. Maybe they already have results."
"Results?" This sentence immediately struck Raymond's heart. He no longer paid attention to these raving guys but muttered to himself. "Research results no less than ours, this is a good thing. With this, it might be a good opportunity."
"Order to modify the command of Tracker T02. The first target is changed to Jill Valentine. Since that gentleman cares so much about this beautiful Police officer, then we might as well use her for a trade, a highly profitable trade."
While Raymond was lost in his insane delusions, such things were happening on the outskirts of Raccoon City.
A black steel wall firmly blocked the path of all city residents, stopping them completely. Faced with this huge wall, the citizens despaired, the U.B.C.S. mercenaries escorting these citizens despaired, and even the Police despaired. They had completely lost their retreat.
The low growls from afar clearly reached their ears, driving them completely insane. Some people had already started trying to climb out by clinging to the wall, but the steel wall offered no leverage. Others tried to threaten the people on the wall to open it, but no one paid them any attention.
The Umbrella Soldiers on the wall just silently aimed their guns downwards. They didn't care if their targets were humans or zombies. They only cared about the orders they received.
The broadcast "Go back, go back to the city. Otherwise, we will open fire" kept echoing, clearly telling all the survivors below.
You have been abandoned, abandoned by Umbrella. Your fate is only one: to perish with this city.
Umbrella, having shed its false mask, revealed its hideous face. For these people who had to die, they no longer needed to pretend.
Cries began to erupt in the crowd, one after another. Faced with the fate of Death, many people completely broke down.