Chapter 91 Raccoon City Junior High School

Having been in Raccoon City for over twenty years, Andrew knew the city better than his own backyard, and with him at the wheel, it took less than half an hour to find a gun store with its doors wide open!

At the beginning of the crisis, the first thing people think of is weapons, the open door of the gun store, naturally became the target of everyone's visit, when kevin they arrived, the large gun store, has been ransacked completely, only a few bullets found on the ground in the haste to fall in the eyes of kevin reflecting the yellow oily light.

The gun store is ransacked, but the seasoned Andrew, with his vast experience, quickly finds the owner's hidden warehouse.

After the cellar-like underground warehouse full of guns and ammunition took up all the sight, kevin finally knew what it meant to have a family with a treasure.

"Fucking arms dealers."

Andrew cursed under his breath, but not under his hands, and after picking up a brand new shotgun and inspecting it, he began to place the most powerful lead bullets into his shoulder strap.

The rest of the Special Tactics members who had discarded their guns cheered and dove in headfirst, picking out and checking their usual weapons.

"We need to get some weapons and ammo to the car, the other guys aren't always as lucky as we are."

As kevin said so, he saw one of the Special Tactics members pry open a wooden crate and explode into a foul mouth.

"Holy shit, AK47, there's actually such a thing!"

AK47 this kind of large caliber assault rifle even kevin this kind of military blind also heard of, all kinds of shooting game is more frequently appear its figure, want to let people do not know are very difficult. Just like the Desert Eagle general, too famous ...

"Move move move!"

The team member who found the AK looked very excited, looking at his appearance, he could not wait to empty all the weapons and ammunition in this warehouse.

KEVIN simply took the two sabers that were closest in shape to short swords and walked up, he had little interest in guns, and these two dart-like sabers, although they also possessed the same design that conformed to the principles of ergonomics, were not smooth to the touch for sure, and were better than nothing.

After consuming roughly half an hour at the gun store, the team member who had found the AK wasn't satisfied after moving enough weapons with his companion to arm a company, and was finally stopped by Andrew before returning to the car with a curse.

At this point, 1:13 a.m., nearly six hours before the nuclear bomb detonates!

"There are three routes to Raccoon City Junior High School, and the closest one takes you through downtown ..."

"What about the other two?"

Without thinking, kevin vetoed the route outright. Downtown? Would the fourteen of them be enough for a zombie meal?

"The second one, through here, can be reached in thirty minutes."

Andrew pointed value a junction blocked by vehicles, then pointed to two other roads that were in slightly better condition, with only enough room for a car to carefully cross from them, and said, "The three roads on this route are the closest routes to the same Mermen's Bridge, which is more congested, and the road conditions ahead are unknown."

"Which means there's a possibility of wasting more time?"

kevin asked, frowning.

"Yes."

Andrew likewise frowned slightly, kevin's tone, let his heart have so a little upset, giving orders used to people suddenly want others to take the idea, and that person also a pair of rightful, pick and choose the appearance, change who also can not become happy.

Fortunately, Andrew is also considered to be full of the vicissitudes of the world, not the kind of hot-blooded young man, this point of displeasure is easy to suppress, make a rational choice.

"Okay, take the third route."

Without having to ask, kevin knew that this third route was to surround the outskirts of Raccoon City in a circle, circumventing the walkers and congestion.

"Luckily we have enough fuel."

Andrew mumbled to himself as the key twisted and started the car.

After kevin made up his mind, his body steeply relaxed and he leaned back into the soft seat.

From the time he entered this realm, kevin could be said to have never stopped for a moment, equivalent to the high-intensity training in the abyssal training ground, and both his body and spirit looked a little tired.

Especially the bit before Peyton's mutation had left kevin's chest and lower back in vague pain now, and with a lot of movement it would be even more intense, and the bones must have cracked!

Although the fusion of the elf cells had successfully stimulated the potential in his body, causing kevin's recovery ability to surpass the limits of normal people, making it impossible for this kind of injury, which was enough to incapacitate an ordinary person, to affect him too much, the damage wasn't something that could be healed in a short period of time.

"What's wrong?"

Claire beside kevin asked with concern when she saw him frowning slightly and covering his injured lower back with her hand.

"Nothing, just a little tired."

kevin shook his head.

"Then you can get some rest, we won't be there for at least another hour."

Gil fiddled with his pistol and glanced back from the passenger side, pulling out his cigarette case with the other, his fingers in it but pulling out a blank.

"Fark."

Gil cursed under his breath and emptied the cigarette case downward a couple of times hard, then threw it along the window of the car.

"Smoke less."

Andrew, who was concentrating on driving, had one hand free and pulled an open pack of cigarettes out of his own jacket pocket and handed it to Jill, his eyes unblinking as he stared at the road in front of the car, careful to circumvent the occasional car without causing any excess noise, thus minimizing the possibility of zombies being attracted by the last name.

The four sedans that followed were all the same, careful, afraid that they might attract a large number of zombies because of one of their mistakes.

"Forget it, no more smoking!"

Jill didn't bother to take Andrew's cigarette, instead fiddling with her pistol, retiring the clip and counting the bullets one by one ...

Despite being in such a safe environment as the car, kevin did not lose his guard, let alone drift off to sleep, but simply closed his eyes and warmed up his spirit.

In the midst of a slight shaking, the car, which had been moving forward, came to a halt, and keen hearing enabled kevin to hear the rattle of the engine dying.

As soon as kevin opened his eyes, a blinding flash of fire caused a blazing white area to appear in the middle of his vision, making it impossible to see anything else!

The slightest searing heat coming through the air, blown by the wind, let kevin know that the source of the fire was right beside him!

With the palm of the hand covering part of the vision, the retina irritated by the bright light is recovering rapidly.

"Looks like I'll have to wear sunglasses out of the house from now on ..."

kevin smiled bitterly, did not think that awakening the magic eye of straight death will still encounter such trouble, although in the darkness can clearly see things, but can not adjust over the retina in the daytime undoubtedly seems very fragile, any bit of strong sunlight is enough to make him go blind for a while!

Andrew stopped the car, indicating that they had arrived at their destination for the trip, Raccoon City Junior High School!

The hour or so of traveling had allowed kevin, who was sitting in the back row, to recover extremely well both mentally and physically, not at his best, but much better than he had been consuming before.

Kevin, who had regained his sight, got out from among the doors on the other side of the car, and the broken scene in front of him seemed to speak of the sadness of the end of the day.

In front of a large building made of masonry, there was an overturned automobile, as if it had only just exploded in an accident, burning with flames, like a huge torch, radiating a great deal of light and heat!

In front of the building, to the left and right of the door, there was a concrete sculpture connected to the stone steps, carved with some kind of canine that kevin didn't recognize.

Raccoon City is generally well landscaped, with a modest lawn surrounded by buildings without much adornment, into which a panicked car ran, crashed into a tree, and was abandoned by its owner.

A few compact bicycles lay cluttered upside down on the flagstone floor that connected the lawn to the steps into the interior of the campus.

The most striking thing was the police car at the gate!

On top of the black stretch car, there is the words "Raccoon City Police Department, K9 Operations", but it is all in English, Kevin said he can only read the letters ...