While keeping his attention focused on the chaos in Raccoon City, Ye Yi began to create the enhancement potion.
Ye Yi believed that once the zombie outbreak in the Free Country truly occurred, his enhancement potion would be in extremely high demand.
At this moment, Miyamoto Shiro is kneeling on an airplane, with a mysterious knife in front of him.
The plane also bears the Miyamoto family crest and contains a fully armed mercenary force hired by the Miyamoto family to protect Miyamoto Shiro.
Meanwhile, a considerable number of planes from the west of the Free State also took off from Jiaoyan and flew towards the Free State.
This flying squadron consisted of a large number of bishops and knights of the Papacy.
King Rocco III and his entourage were also on the plane.
The Free State was thrown into chaos after the zombies stormed Raccoon City, which had a population of one million.
Once these residents are infected, the zombie horde could number in the millions.
Such a situation is clearly unacceptable to free countries.
At the same time, the Free State dared not easily lift the lockdown on Raccoon City, because no one knew how many of the virus might be lurking in Raccoon City.
When Wales returned to the command room, it was already the morning of the next day. A sleepless night had left Wales looking exhausted.
However, Wales didn't care, because he knew that at this time, everything had to be done in preparation for the zombie horde.
"Report: The Raccoon City government states that the situation is still under government control, but they have requested military intervention. Additionally, a large number of enhanced zombies have appeared in Raccoon City; these zombies have four times the physical capabilities of humans. Therefore, the Raccoon City government has requested the deployment of our elite troops." Upon seeing Wales arrive, the assistant immediately stood up to report.
Wales thought calmly for a moment and then immediately spoke.
"Issue orders to the Eastern Command to deploy all special forces to carry out an evacuation plan for key members of Raccoon City. As for civilians, instruct them to stay indoors and then drop supplies from the air to ensure their survival."
“I understand, but I’m overstepping my authority in managing the military. What will the Ministry of National Defense think?” The assistant hesitated.
“It’s alright. The meeting has already been held. All departments within the country are cooperating with our Ministry of State Security. Therefore, our Ministry of State Security can now directly overstep its authority to manage any department,” Wales said solemnly.
He was not happy at all about the power the Ministry of State Security now had, because Wales knew that if this biological incident was not handled properly, he would definitely die without a burial place.
"I understand. The Miyamoto family of Japan requests permission to parachute into Raccoon City." At that moment, a communicator loudly reported.
"What do you mean?" Wales frowned.
"The head of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Shiro, has requested permission to enter Raccoon City with a mercenary force," the assistant whispered.
"Miyamoto Shiro? Is that the Japanese swordsman who was following Kyoya earlier?" Wales thought for a moment before remembering something and said.
“Yes,” the assistant replied immediately.
"Raccoon City is so dangerous now, and he actually wants to enter. It seems he also possesses extraordinary abilities. I wonder if it has anything to do with the Church. If it doesn't, wouldn't our Free Nation be able to plunder it?" Many thoughts flashed through Welsh's mind.
However, he quickly calmed down because there was no time to think about anything else. The most important thing now was to clean up Raccoon City, a place with serious problems.
"Inform them to grant the Miyamoto family permission to leave," Wales immediately ordered.
"Understood." The assistant immediately prepared to go and carry out the task.
"By the way, ask the Jiaoyan forces if they've arrived. I'm curious whether this is a supernatural event or a technological glitch," Wales said quickly, as if remembering something.
The assistant nodded and said.
"I see."
Watching his assistant's departing figure, Wales clenched his fist, then continued the mobilization of the entire Free State.
Numerous helicopters from the Eastern Military Region streaked across the sky and flew directly into Raccoon City, intending to take over an important mission within the city.
Meanwhile, satellites from all over the world were focused on Raccoon City, exposing the horrific human suffering within to the world.
Hordes of zombies of all sizes attacked the living, while countless armed forces in Raccoon City fought back fiercely.
At the same time, many rioters were also causing unrest.
This tragic scene is indeed unbearable for many to witness.
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"Help me! I have so much money. Whoever saves me, I'll give them all my money!" A man in a suit crawled backward, his legs weak.
Judging from the tracks he left, he must have wet himself in fear; the liquid left a dark trail beneath his body.
A zombie slowly approached the man. The zombie was very slow because one of its legs had long been broken.
Each step requires stabilizing the broken leg before moving on to the next.
Even so, the zombies slowly approached the man.
When he finally saw the zombie open its scarlet mouth towards him, the man closed his eyes in despair.
But the expected pain did not occur; instead, a warm, foul-smelling liquid suddenly spread over my body.
The man opened his eyes in disbelief, only to find that his zombie had already had its head cut off.
Blood gushed from the zombie's neck and splattered onto his own body.
Looking to the side, one could see an old man with white hair standing there, holding a knife that exuded an evil aura.
The old man had a full head of white hair, but his imposing presence instilled fear in the man.
Because the old man's aura was extremely powerful and magnificent.
The old man was none other than Miyamoto Shiro.
Miyamoto Shiro kept his eyes closed, feeling the enhancement he received after hunting down the zombie.
After killing the zombie, Miyamoto Shiro clearly felt something unusual.
A warm current flowed through the knife in his hand into his body, circulating slowly within him.
This gave Miyamoto Shiro a strange feeling.
Miyamoto Shiro felt his body being strengthened.
"Hah~" In an instant, Miyamoto Shiro opened his eyes and let out a soft shout.
With his eyes fixed on his hands, Miyamoto Shiro, as a martial artist, clearly felt that his body's functions seemed to have broken through a certain limit.
In Miyamoto Shiro's perception, his physical functions had become at least twice as good as before.
Miyamoto Shiro immediately looked at the sword in his hand with a respectful expression.
"My lord, save me! Take me out of this hellhole! I have lots and lots of money!" The man rushed at Miyamoto Shiro as soon as he opened his eyes.
Because dozens of fully armed soldiers were standing around Miyamoto Shiro, the man immediately realized that Miyamoto Shiro was no ordinary person, so he immediately stepped forward and pleaded.
Miyamoto Shiro glanced coldly at the man kneeling at his feet, without revealing any expression.
The man dared not reach out, and continued to hold Miyamoto Shiro tightly.
The man knew that if he let go, his chances of leaving Raccoon City would be virtually zero.
At the same time, the possibility of death is almost 100%.
"Let go," Miyamoto Shiro said with a cold snort.
"Please, sir, save me! I don't want to stay in this godforsaken place," the man pleaded, refusing to give up.
Miyamoto Shiro glanced at the mercenaries beside him.
The mercenaries immediately stepped forward, pointing their guns at the man's head, as if they would shoot him and send him to hell if he didn't let go.
The man was so frightened that he immediately let go, but the next moment he suddenly said angrily.
"This is the Free Country, and you cannot point your weapons at the citizens of the Free Country."
Miyamoto Shiro's skin color clearly made the man arrogant.
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Shiro chuckled and said...
"Then let's hope your free country can protect you. Let's go."
After saying that, Miyamoto Shiro's eyes were filled with mockery.
"No, no, you can't leave. You should escort me out of this hellhole. I can help you get a green card from the free country."
Miyamoto Shiro remained completely unresponsive.
Seeing Miyamoto Shiro's retreating figure, the man became enraged and said...
"You yellow-skinned pigs should be protecting me, not abandoning me."
The man was clearly so frightened that he forgot about Miyamoto Shiro's strength.
After the man said those words, Miyamoto Shiro stopped in his tracks.
She slowly turned her head, staring sharply at the man.
Then she slowly walked to the man's side.
Seeing that Miyamoto Shiro hadn't abandoned him and had slowly walked back to his side, the man finally said happily.
"Haha, as expected, you still know how to escort me out of this hellhole. Don't worry, as long as you get me out of this hellhole, I'll give you money, lots and lots of money."
Before the man could finish speaking, Miyamoto Shiro slowly squatted down and said softly.
"Ten hours ago, the Free State's Security Department issued an order to use the Eastern Military District's special forces to evacuate important figures from Raccoon City. Obviously, you are not an important person. Secondly, the Free State has sealed off Raccoon City, and the people in Raccoon City are not allowed to enter or leave Raccoon City. The troops around Raccoon City have unlimited firing authority."
Miyamoto Shiro's words echoed in the man's ears.
The man finally felt a sense of terror.
However, Miyamoto Shiro did not stop and continued his sermon.
"As for me, I volunteered to enter Raccoon City. And if I wanted, a special forces unit from the Free Nation would immediately come to my aid and rescue me. I also have unlimited firing rights within Raccoon City. Of course, this right is nominally for self-defense and counterattack, but who in Raccoon City would care about the disappearance of one person?"
Miyamoto Shiro's words were spoken softly, but they were filled with malice.
The man finally felt fear, because at that moment he knew that the old man in front of him was not someone he could afford to offend.
The man did not beg.
"My lord, I was wrong, I was wrong. Please spare me. Please spare me."
The man's eyes were filled with terror and fear.
“Alright, I’d be happy to let you go. But you have to play a little game with me,” Miyamoto Shiro said with a smile.
He looked like a kind old man.
"Sir, please speak." The man had been so arrogant before, but now he was incredibly humble.
"Let's cut a hole in you and see how many zombies you can attract. How about this game? As long as you can survive, then we'll call it quits." Miyamoto Shiro's sly smile sent chills down one's spine.
Upon hearing this, the man trembled with fear and screamed.
"My lord, please spare me. Please spare me, I beg you, I'll never do it again."
However, Miyamoto Shiro ignored it and gave a wink to one of the mercenaries beside him.
The mercenary immediately understood, slowly stepped forward, took out a dagger, and gently made a cut on the man's artery.
The wound wouldn't kill the man immediately, but the bleeding just wouldn't stop.
Upon seeing this, the man's pleas turned into angry curses.
"You devil, you'll die a horrible death, you'll go to hell."
Miyamoto Shiro and his mercenaries immediately hid in the distance.
The man, looking terrified, tried to get up.
However, the fear in his heart made the man's hands and legs go numb, and he couldn't get up for a while.
The roars from all around continued incessantly.
Miyamoto Shiro showed no fear as the zombies slowly gathered; instead, he revealed a look of delight.
He looked at the knife in his hand and said softly.
"You'll be able to drink blood soon, just bear with it a little longer."
As he spoke, he slowly brought his face to rest on the blade.
His expression was full of affection.
The mercenaries standing nearby, however, seemed unfazed.
Because these mercenaries had been following Miyamoto Shiro for dozens of hours.
They watched as Miyamoto Shiro transformed from his initial frail state into his current agile self.
It is also known that Miyamoto Shiro's change was caused by the sword in his hand.
Therefore, these mercenaries were also very envious.
However, no mercenary dares to make a move now, because these mercenaries recruited by Miyamoto Shiro all have weaknesses that the Miyamoto family has grasped.
Therefore, if anything happens to Miyamoto Shiro, the Miyamoto family will immediately attack the weaknesses of these mercenaries.
Therefore, these mercenaries did their best to protect Miyamoto Shiro.
Miyamoto Shiro was also very clever, because he personally recruited all these people.
Only then did Miyamoto Shiro dare to openly display the sword's effects in front of them.
After all, how could an eighty-year-old man not have any tricks up his sleeve?
Even though Miyamoto Shiro was obsessed with swordsmanship.
However, Miyamoto Shiro was, after all, a man from the Miyamoto family, a prominent family in Japan.
"Roar~~" Various roars made Miyamoto Shiro's spirit gather.
The man's bloody antics stimulated an ever-growing number of zombies.
At that moment, a mercenary shouted.
"Lord Miyamoto, look! There's a super-powered zombie observing from the side."
Miyamoto Shiro immediately looked in the direction the mercenary pointed, and saw a figure standing on a telephone pole, calmly looking at the man while slowly observing the surroundings, clearly possessing intelligence.
However, Miyamoto Shiro was in a very high position, so the enhanced zombie did not notice him at all.
At the same time, Miyamoto Shiro's eyes became fanatical.
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