The situation in Macae deteriorated faster and more seriously than Hicks expected.
In the past two days, no government troops have appeared across from Hicks' home, which made Hicks feel a little more relaxed.
But in Selma's words, this is not a good thing. Compared with the tight security in the past few days, there are obviously a lot less government troops and National Guards on the streets these days, which shows that there are some Hicks and Seth
Something happened that Erma didn't know about.
The next day, Hicks drove out for a big shopping trip and bought a lot of what he had and didn't need. In Hicks' words, he was well prepared.
When returning home, Hicks drove his car and drove around Macae. The situation made Hicks secretly frightened.
Compared with before, there were significantly fewer people in Macae, and some houses clearly showed signs of being violently invaded. When passing by his friend Christopher's house, Hicks found that there seemed to be someone at Christopher's house, so he hoped
Max got out of the car and knocked on the door.
"Who are you looking for?" The person who opened the door was a bearded man, looking at Hicks fiercely.
"Sorry, we went to the wrong place -" Hicks turned around and left. Hicks didn't know this man at all and had never seen him before.
When he got back into the car, Hicks' shirt was soaked with cold sweat.
The bearded man did not close the door. He stood at the door and looked at Hicks coldly like a vulture, and even took the initiative to extend an invitation to Hicks.
"Come in and sit -"
Go in?
You'd have to be crazy to go in.
Hicks immediately started the car and left.
There was no one on the street. Macae used to be a quiet town, but it was not this deathly quiet.
There was a faint sound of gunfire in the distance, and Hicks accelerated towards the Rhodesia Hotel.
The Rhodesia Hotel was heavily guarded, and the number of armored vehicles at the entrance of the hotel increased to two, blocking the hotel entrance.
Hicks looked at the black muzzle of the armored vehicle and mustered up the courage to open the door and get out.
For some reason, Hicks suddenly felt that the mercenaries of the Umbrella Company did not seem so scary compared to the government soldiers opposite Hicks' house a few days ago and the bearded man just now.
"Sorry, the Rhodesia Hotel is no longer open to the public. Please leave immediately." The mercenary's cold words were like a bucket of cold water, poured on Hicks' head.
"Wait a minute, I'm looking for a tailor named Chennault, he's my neighbor -" Hicks suddenly had an idea: "I can also speak Chinese -"
The mercenaries with black hair and yellow skin looked as Chinese as the Chennault family.
However, those who know Umbrella know that most of the mercenaries wearing dog-leg knives are Gurkhas.
"Bodhisattva—Bodhisattva bless—" Hicks stammered. This was the only Chinese sentence he and Chennault learned, and the entire Hicks family knew it.
The mercenary in front of him suddenly frowned.
Chinese is indeed Chinese.
And there are no mistakes in pronunciation or anything like that.
But looking at the middle-aged white man in front of me saying "Bodhisattva bless you" in a stammering tone, it was a bit inconsistent no matter how you looked at it.
The key is that when Hicks said "Bodhisattva bless", he habitually made a cross with his hands on his forehead, heart, and left and right shoulders. Do Brazilian Bodhisattvas do this?
"Sorry, there is no one named Chennault here." The mercenary drove Hicks away without giving any face.
"Impossible, these gloves of yours should be made by Chennault -" Hicks' eyes were sharp. There was a less conspicuous letter "C" on the wrist of the mercenary gloves. This is the logo of Chennault Tailoring Shop.
Everyone in Macae knows it.
"This has nothing to do with you, please leave immediately." The mercenary waved his hands as if to shoo away flies, and looked at Hicks with disgust in his eyes.
In the past, Hicks would probably have turned around and left after seeing such a look.
Now Hicks didn't dare. He glanced inside the hotel and suddenly saw Chen Jing and another girl holding some clothes, talking and laughing, waiting for the elevator.
"Quiet, it's me, I'm your Uncle Hicks -" Hicks shouted at the top of his lungs as if he saw a savior.
Unfortunately, the distance was too far and through the glass, Chen Jing couldn't hear it at all.
"Don't make any noise, get back in the car and leave immediately -" the mercenary became furious, raised his gun and pushed Hicks hard.
At this time, Chen Jing, who was waiting for the elevator, suddenly turned around and glanced in the direction of Hicks.
"What's wrong?" Li Qing next to Chen Jing was in a good mood. Chennault had just made a beautiful evening dress for Li Qing. After trying it on, Li Qing couldn't put it down and decided to use it as a wedding dress when she got married.
"Nothing -" When Chen Jing turned around, Hicks had been pushed out of Chen Jing's sight by the mercenaries.
On the way home, Hicks finally felt regretful. If Hicks had chosen to go with the Chennault family when Chennault invited Hicks, then Hicks's daughter would be as happy as Chen Jing now.
Living at the Rhodesian Hotel.
Having known the Chennault family for so many years, Hicks was also very familiar with Chen Jing. The smile on Chen Jing's face just now was not fake, it was even brighter than ever in Hicks' opinion.
You know, in Hicks' memory, Chen Jing is a quiet and reserved girl.
Turning into the street where his home was located, Hicks suddenly heard several faint gunshots in the distance.
This simply frightened Hicks. Macae was far away from the battle line. The flames of war should not be able to burn Macae, so why were there gunshots?
In the past, gunshots would have been normal, but at this special time, any abnormality would make Hicks terrified.
As soon as the car arrived at the door, Thelma hurried over to open the door with a panicked expression.
"There were a few people wandering across from our house just now. One of them came and knocked on the door, but I didn't open it." Thelma held a silver pistol in her hand, which is a women's self-defense pistol produced by Nyasaland Military Industry.
, the gun body is compact and suitable for women with smaller hands to hold. Unfortunately, the ammunition capacity is only a pitiful three rounds, and the effective range is only 20 meters.
The data is a bit off, but it's enough for self-defense.
"Who? What person?" Hicks looked around.
There wasn't a soul on the street.
When he got home, Hicks was restless, carefully checked all the doors and windows, and took apart the Winchester shotgun and cleaned it carefully, and then he calmed down a little.
After dinner, the disaster, later defined by the Brazilian government as the "Macae Massacre," suddenly broke out.
In fact, the sound of gunfire never stopped, coming intermittently from far away and now closer.
In the evening, a group of government soldiers passed by the street in front of Hicks' house and hurriedly marched out of the city.
After dinner, Thelma was reading bedtime stories to her two daughters and putting them to sleep as usual.
Hicks stood in the corridor smoking, looking at the dark Macae with a heavy heart.
It cannot be said that it was completely dark. The lights of the Rhodesian Hotel in the distance were still bright. Macae had been without power and water since two days ago. The Rhodesian Hotel had its own generator.
Chaos occurred almost instantly.
Hicks had not finished smoking a cigarette when the sky in the distance was suddenly lit red by flames.
Then there was loud gunfire, getting closer and closer to Hicks' home.
Hicks immediately threw away the cigarette butt and picked up the Winchester shotgun at hand.
At this time Thelma opened the door in a panic and came out.
"What's wrong, what happened?" Thelma looked panicked.
"Wake the kids up, we have to leave right away!" Hicks finally made the right choice at this time.
Unfortunately it's too late.
By now everyone has started reading bedtime stories, and the children have already put on their pajamas and are getting ready to go to sleep.
While Thelma was busy changing the children's clothes, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps, and then the fence door of Hicks' house was kicked open with force.
The first one to rush in was the bearded man that Hicks had seen at Christopher's house that morning.
At this time, Hicks suddenly remembered that a few days ago, the bearded man and several other government soldiers had appeared opposite Hicks' house.
It's a pity that Hicks didn't think of it in the morning.
It's definitely too late to think too much at this time.
Hicks loaded the gun directly and suddenly fired in the direction of the bearded man.
Bang——
The lethality of shotguns at close range is trustworthy. Deer hunting bullets can directly turn people into briquettes when hit on them.
The bearded man was obviously very experienced. The moment Hicks raised the gun, the bearded man quickly rolled to his side and dodged the black muzzle of the gun.
The person behind the bearded man was not so lucky. The huge impact of the 40 small steel balls directly knocked the person behind the bearded man flying backwards.
When Big Beard stood up, his face was dotted with flying snowdrops. Under the reflection of the fire, he looked like a demon crawling out of hell. At this time, Big Beard suddenly grinned, which made Hicks' hair stand on end.
"Go, go quickly -" Hicks yelled, "bang bang bang bang" and kept firing.
This situation must not last long. The Winchester shotgun has only seven rounds of ammunition. If it is faster, it will be empty within a few seconds. What will Hicks do then?
Fortunately, Selma is there.
Just as the shotgun magazine was empty, the door behind Hicks suddenly burst open. Thelma had no time to open the door, so she drove her car, smashed the door and rushed out.
Hicks didn't have time to open the door and jumped in through the window.
Unfortunately, Hicks was too fat and got stuck halfway in.
At this time, the bearded man had already rushed over with a grin.
"What to do?" Thelma screamed.
The children are crying.
There was loud gunfire all around, and Macae, which was originally dead, seemed to suddenly boil. Several nearby blocks were on fire at the same time. This was not an accident, it must have been planned.
"Run him over and kill him!" Hicks yelled, his mind clearer than ever before.
Thelma glanced at her husband, whose face was red from suppressing pain and was trying to put his legs through the car window.
Looking at the two daughters who were screaming in despair with tears on their faces, they subconsciously stepped on the accelerator to the bottom——
