The Umbrella Company's war against drug traffickers has begun, focusing on the Bashi area where drug traffickers are most rampant.

After signing a series of treaties with the local area, the Umbrella Company's engineering team and security forces entered the area and arrived at many undeveloped lands. They spent a week building basic defenses and then carried out basic planning on the wasteland.

Even the most barren land can be built into a factory so that people nearby can live.

The reason why the poor are willing to serve the gangs is simply because the gangs give them a livelihood. As long as the poor are given enough jobs and all the gangs are eliminated, the problem can be easily solved.

As for those bad people who take drugs, the umbrella company will provide them with compulsory detoxification services.

The Umbrella Company was carrying out construction not far from the slums. The drug dealers entrenched in the slums could not have known that the leaders of the drug dealers did not immediately send people to attack the construction site, aiming at the wasteland that was being developed.

A wasteland is a wasteland when no one develops it. After someone develops it, it is no longer a wasteland...

The local drug dealers are no longer rampant. Under normal circumstances, the police dare not enter the slums alone. Officials who want to control the slums will also be kidnapped and assassinated by drug dealers.

This is a lawless land with serious problems left over from history. In every country, there are always places where filth and evil are hidden, and the local slums are just one of them.

While the drug traffickers were still secretly observing the construction site and waiting for Umbrella Company to develop the land, Umbrella's special operations troops had packed up their equipment and were preparing to start cleanup operations.

For a week, intelligence gathering was carried out simultaneously with the construction of fortifications.

Intelligence collection draws on the experience of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. While retrieving official file information, it also controls the black doctors in the slums.

Doctors are a popular profession in slums with extremely high rates of shooting incidents. They often know more and more comprehensive information than ordinary gang members, and they are also easier to control.

In addition, the clone troopers of the Umbrella Company branch had sneaked into the locations of these gangs two years ago, causing a lot of commotion, and now they have become a force that cannot be ignored in some areas.

In the slums near Rio, there happened to be clone troopers with protective umbrellas.

After the intelligence collection was completed, the 1,500 special operations force members and 5,000 security personnel trained in the Raccoon City underground training base began to formulate plans and assign tasks.

Tonight, 1,500 special operations troops will enter the slums and, with the help of intelligent systems, accurately kill every gang member.

Five thousand security guards will cooperate with drones to seal off the slum and strive to clear the slum in one night.

…

Kevin is a soldier who has joined the Umbrella Special Operations Force for two and a half years. He is only 23 years old this year. He was once an army soldier. He did not participate in any special tasks in the army except standing guard.

He dropped out of school and joined the army. After he retired and left the army, he didn't know what to do. He saw that the umbrella company was recruiting safety officers and submitted his resume.

With his naturally good physique, he successfully joined the Umbrella Company. At first, he was only a peripheral security guard. In addition to basic training, he stood guard every day, exactly the same as when he was in the team. Bayi Chinese website

This kind of life is a little boring, and I am confused every day. I don't know what I want or what I should do.

Boredom day after day is like a slow poison that is killing a person's soul.

Until one day, the current CEO of Umbrella Company announced to the world the ultimate goal of Umbrella Company: to let the glory of mankind last forever.

This simple slogan was like a thunder that split open Kevin's chaotic world, allowing him to open his eyes and see that what he saw was no longer the same.

Humans are the masters of life on this planet. Every time Kevin sees the jokes made by some sick animal rights members on the news, he can't help but show a mocking expression.

Kevin didn't understand what that feeling was. It was like his knowledge was only at the elementary and junior high school level, and he only had a one-sided understanding of that ironic idea.

It wasn't until Duncan said those words that he realized that his belief was not in God, but in his identity as a human being.

This may be a racist idea, but Kevin doesn't care, I'm proud to be a human being!

Just like a believer seeing God for the first time, from then on, Kevin changed his faith to glory, fanatically, proudly, pathologically, sharing his faith to the people around him over and over again, and will say this sentence

Duncan's words became a beacon of light.

Thinking about those words, those goals, and those things done over and over again.

Ignoring some tidbits, Duncan's actions are almost impeccable. Compared with those hypocritical businessmen and empty idealists, Duncan's down-to-earth work has become more valuable.

In this world that is worse than worse, real good has become so rare.

With this renewed enthusiasm, Kevin joined Umbrella's special operations force. During the two and a half years of training, although he missed many mission opportunities, he also saw many things within Umbrella Company that were not open to the public.

's secret.

These secrets are good, education is good, and so is the officer with three scratches on his face.

Forgive Kevin's lack of vocabulary, because he really can't say many truths with lethal content.

Today, Kevin finally has the opportunity to fight for his ideals and goals, so that he can finally use his newly acquired power to kill the worms that are slowing down mankind's progress towards the ultimate goal.

Wearing guardian suits armed to the teeth, after finishing the lecture from their superiors, 1,500 special operations troops put on metal helmets at night.

The helmet smells like a new car, Kevin thought to himself as he connected the helmet to the buckles on both sides of his neck.

As the buckles connected, the field of vision in the helmet changed instantly. The originally dark night was replaced by brightness. The effect was like the dark night in some movies and TV series. It was bright and bright, but it made people feel that the protagonist

Nothing can be seen.

The field of view in the helmet is similar to that without the helmet, except that some real-world data appears at the edge of the field of view, as well as information such as team status, ammunition reserve quantity, and dotted lines for auxiliary aiming and shooting.

"Set off!"

The commander's orders came to my ears, and different route guidance and departure times appeared for different teams. The teams dispersed in an orderly manner and entered the slums from the predetermined positions.

Kevin grabbed the M249 universal machine gun in his hand. There was no negative emotion in his heart, but instead a high fighting spirit. That excited heart made him excited all night long.

Under the darkness, all 1,500 special operations troops dispersed within ten minutes, and security members located at the rear of the special operations troops quickly surrounded this slum.

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Li Yunlong: "Damn it, just make me some radish, pickles and wild vegetable porridge all day long. I can't even afford to eat cornstarch now, right? The damn thing in my mouth is about to fade away!"

The leader of the cooking team: “Captain, I don’t have anything!”

Li Yunlong: "Then I don't care! Since you can be the leader of the cooking team, you have the ability to get some white flour to eat! Otherwise, you can go home and pick up the child. Don't embarrass me here! No way? Think about it! There is a way! A living person can still die by holding in his urine!"

Chen Shan: "Captain, I have a way, I'll go!"

…

"Captain, do you want pork?"

"Captain, do you want to be crooked or not?"

"Commander, do you want a grenade launcher, a Type 92 infantry gun, or a 150mm heavy howitzer?"

"Captain, as long as you open the mouth of Jincheng, I will get it all for you!"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possess the memory of the previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
Chapter completed!