The Moment You Show Yourself, You Die!

Tokonosu City Marine Science Research Institute.

A black van waited for inspection in the loading area. The Umbrella Corporation task force members disguised as security guards gave it two glances before ignoring it.

The vehicle had to be carrying high school, middle school, and elementary school students waiting to be pumped full like cream puffs. They had seen scenes like this too many times. While cursing their damn superiors, the task force members envied the two colleagues who went up to inspect it.

No one got any meat, but the guys handling inspections could at least skim some gravy, taking the chance to grope a little soft skin.

How did that saying go again? After plucking a rose, the hand retained its fragrance?

The rear doors of the van opened. The inspectors peered inside and saw a brown-haired beauty giving them a sweet smile.

What was going on? Had the boss changed his tastes today?

The instant the question surfaced in their minds, the inspectors realized something was wrong. The brown-haired beauty was not a Persian cat for them to pet at will, but a jaguar that chose its prey!

There were guns in the van! So many guns!

Bang! Bang!

After two gunshots, the two inspectors staggered backward and collapsed. Alice sprang from the van like a female leopard, spun 360 degrees in midair, and threw two grenades precisely into the guard booths on either side of the road.

The grenades exploded the moment she landed. Blinding fire tore through the darkness, casting Alice's sexy silhouette across the ground.

She drew submachine guns from both sides of her thighs, aimed at the enemies on either side, and pulled the triggers.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!

The bullet storm instantly cut down several guards who had failed to dodge in time.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Damn it, did the Japan Self-Defense Forces attack us?"

"I told you the commander messing with elementary school kids would get us in trouble sooner or later. See? The Japanese are pissed!"

"Bullshit. How could the Japan Self-Defense Forces possibly dare interfere with our business?"

The task force members stationed aboveground were alerted by the gunfire. They came running over while cursing, only to see a tall, thin man step out of the driver's seat of the van, raising two submachine guns.

The task force captain's pupils shrank. He instinctively shouted over the comms channel, "Take cover! Everyone, take cover!"

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!

Bullets came screaming in. Hearing the order, the members immediately took cover on the spot. Their solid tactical training saved them as bullets struck the barricades and sent sparks flying.

Three members failed to dodge in time, their bodies fully exposed to the metal storm. They immediately danced a breakdance before dying of severe metal poisoning.

Click, click!

The sound of two empty magazines locking back rang out. Xiao Miao casually tossed the empty submachine guns aside and drew pistols from beneath both arms.

The moment he gripped the pistol handles, a bone-deep familiar chill flowed into his body through his palms. The weapons' models, weight, firing feel, and ballistic tendencies became crystal clear. In his hands, the guns felt less like weapons and more like extensions of his own organs.

Once again, Kakinka was really good at shooting pistols!

"He's out of bullets! Counterattack, counterattack!"

The captain immediately ordered his men to return fire, but he himself remained firmly behind cover, refusing to show his head. It was not that he feared death. The team needed a brain. If he unfortunately died, a group of muscle-brained brutes would only be easily crushed by the enemy.

Yes, that was it. He definitely was not afraid of dying!

The members beside him received the order, rose up, poked their heads out, and raised their guns to fire back.

Xiao Miao's gaze shifted. Raising his hand, aiming, and firing flowed together in one motion. The entire sequence required no thought at all; it was purely bodily instinct.

Bang!

The member who had just emerged from cover shuddered. A bullet accurately entered his forehead. He fell to the ground clutching his gun, blood flowing down from his brow as his vacant eyes stared fixedly at the captain, as though making a silent accusation.

Instant kill the moment you showed your head!

"F*ck! Coordinate! Where's the coordination?! Fire together and keep up suppressive fire!" the captain cursed furiously, privately calling them a bunch of idiots.

The remaining members communicated quickly. Two stayed behind cover and blindly sprayed their guns, while the other three rose at the same time to aim and fire.

The plan was perfect, but something went wrong during execution. The instant the two men spraying fire extended their hands beyond cover, two bullets flew over and pierced straight through their palms.

"Aaaah!"

The pain made the two instinctively pull back their arms. The other three had already risen, leaving them no choice but to grit their teeth and continue firing.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three gunshots, all three were almost simultaneously shot in the head. They fell backward onto the ground, blood seeping from their helmets.

Cold sweat poured down the captain's body, and his face turned bitter. The immense pressure left him almost unable to think.

In such dim visibility, the other man could fire a pistol without missing a single shot, every bullet a headshot. Such terrifying marksmanship meant their strength was not even on the same level.

If he surrendered now, would the other side spare him? At the end of the day, he was only a hired worker taking money to do a job...

"Damn it, you son of a bitch, I'll take him on!" A member beside the captain failed to withstand the enormous psychological pressure. He roared in collapse, clutching his gun as he prepared to rise and shoot.

The captain reacted swiftly and grabbed him. "Don't go. You're not faster than him!"

"What did you say? I'm not faster than him?" The member's chest heaved as he tried to bolster his courage. "I'm not even afraid of you in shooting range competitions. How could I be slower than him? My assault rifle can't beat his pistol?"

With that, the member broke free from the captain's grip, rose, and fired.

Bang!

The member was shot in the forehead and peacefully went to sleep.

The captain: "..."

The remaining few exchanged a few words, pulled out grenades, removed the pins, and threw them simultaneously after confirming each other's intent with a glance.

Xiao Miao's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's. He locked onto the grenades' trajectories at once. Without the slightest hesitation, he dove toward the cover on his left while aiming and firing in midair.

Two spinning, red-hot bullets flew from the barrels and collided with the grenades in midair. After piercing the grenade casings, the bullets accurately struck the fuses, instantly igniting the explosives.

Boom!

The first two grenades were detonated in midair by bullets. Scorching shockwaves carrying shrapnel howled outward, sending several unexploded grenades flying back behind the cover where the task force had been hiding.

After a string of chain explosions, the surroundings fell completely silent. Holding both pistols, Xiao Miao entered the cover and confirmed that the reinforcements from the task force had been wiped out.

The captain was charred black all over and had only one breath left, though he was not far from death. Struggling, he looked at Xiao Miao. Seeing that his opponent was completely unharmed, he finally closed his eyes in admiration.

Every shot was a headshot, and he could detonate grenades in midair. He was not human at all!

Dying at the hands of such a monster was not exactly shameful.

On the other side, Alice had also just finished dealing with the enemies outside. The two met up, and Alice stared at him in astonishment. "You've gotten stronger again. Do Travelers of All Heavens all grow stronger this quickly?"

Xiao Miao did not answer. He gave Alice an unfathomable smile while replacing the magazines in his pistols.

A low hum came from within the institute. Heavy blast-proof steel doors slowly descended. The people inside had noticed something was wrong and activated defensive measures in time.

Xiao Miao had prepared for this. He carried a large quantity of plastic explosives from the van and attached them to the ground... in front of the steel doors!

The institute had been built with great care. Needless to say, the heavy steel doors were formidable, and even the ground was made of ultra-high-strength concrete with military-grade riot resistance.

But the floor slab was not!

After inserting the detonators and connecting the wires, Xiao Miao lit the fuse. A thunderous roar ripped through the surrounding air, and the shockwave hurled broken stones into the sky before they rained back down.

A massive hole was blasted into the ground. Beneath it was the underground rail station leading to the real institute. Xiao Miao and Alice jumped through the opening into the station one after the other, then shot down the last few guards.

The institute's structure was similar to the Hive Base in Raccoon City. The real base was directly beneath the city, but due to geological differences, the base beneath Tokonosu City had only three levels.

Xiao Miao and Alice took a train toward the base. At the same time, alarms blared throughout the base station. Twenty fully armed task force members stood guard on the platform, red lasers aimed along the tracks as they silently waited for the train to arrive.

Behind the crowd, Dr. Isaac, the base supervisor, wore a grim expression. A vicious glint appeared in his eyes as the hand inside his white lab coat pressed a button.

Once the signal was sent, it instantly reached Tokonosu City, downtown Tokyo, and several nearby cities at the speed of light.

At bus stops, subway stations, schools, and beside various public facilities, countless devices disguised as fire hydrants and charging stations activated, spraying hydrogel containing the Dead Body Virus at early-rising office workers around them.

Having casually decided the fates of countless people, Dr. Isaac's eyes did not ripple in the slightest. He quietly retreated into the institute.

He needed to run too, and quickly!

Meanwhile, the sound of the train grinding against the rails gradually grew louder. Its massive body slowly entered the platform and gradually came to a stop amid a piercing screech of metal.

Countless red dots aimed at the train doors!