Please Come to the School's Back Gate After Hearing This Broadcast

On the overpass, the four fleeing individuals stopped next to a Ford sedan. In the distance, explosions roared and machine guns howled. Alice was battling her pursuers, and the fight had reached a fever pitch.

"Wouldn't it be a bad idea for us to just run away like this? Alice needs help." Payton hesitated, carrying the unconscious Terry on his back.

"Stop messing around, you'll only be a hindrance if you go!"

Russell waved his hand. "I know you have racial talents, but zombies don't rely on sight to identify their prey, so your stealth skills are useless."

"Dude, if you make fun of my skin color again, I'll bite you hard, and then we'll all die together!"

"Hey, who's talking? Payton, where are you?"

Payton: "..."

Jill used the life skills she had learned in her spare time to open the car door, forcefully pried open the ignition lock, and, holding two wire ends, tried to generate ignition voltage with a crackling sound.

Russell stood by the car door and nodded secretly, looking at Jill's super short... cough cough, judging from Jill's skillful movements, this wasn't the first time she had done this.

What happened to the supposed elite police force? They're not honest at all, and they're far inferior to him!

Russell felt deeply ashamed for her. After shaking his head, he continued to look straight ahead. Although he had a faster and easier way to start the car, it was always good to have more skills. Having more skills meant having more options. One should learn and observe more.

Be humble, and never be complacent!

"Hey buddy, stop staring, your head's practically buried in Jill's skirt. Come on over here and help me get Terry into the back seat."

Russell began speechlessly, "And you call yourself a cop? You're framing an innocent person without any evidence!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up..."

"Roar roar roar!"

"Oh, siht!"

With a curse, Payton turned Terry, whom he was supporting against the car, into a zombie. Terry suddenly pounced on Payton and knocked him to the ground, then bit him on the arm.

Click!

After a flurry of activity, Payton grabbed Terry's head, twisted his neck, and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Buddy, I'm afraid I'm not going to make it..." Payton was desperate; he couldn't even remember how many times he had been bitten!

"I already told you you were struck by holy light, you won't turn into a zombie, why won't you believe me?" Russell dragged the lifeless Payton up, shoved him into the back seat, and sat down next to him.

At this point, Jill successfully started the car, and the three continued towards Raccoon City High School.

The chaotic street was a scene of ruins, with burning cars scattered everywhere, a desolate sight. The sound of engines attracted wandering zombies, who moved slowly. After following for a while and then leaving when they could no longer hear the sound, they continued to roam.

"Look there, Payton, look quick! There are two female zombies over there without clothes on." As the car passed a strip club, Russell immediately called Payton over to see what was going on.

Payton was in a bad mood. When he saw the female reporter Terry turn into a zombie and attack her former comrade, he felt a sense of shared fate and feared that he might end up like her. He leaned back in his chair and thought about shooting himself to avoid dying and harming his teammates.

It doesn't matter if he harms Russell, and the unscrupulous priest deserves to go to hell, but dragging Jill down is absolutely unacceptable. After years of camaraderie, Payton can't bear to hurt him.

Sizzle!

Jill slammed on the brakes, Ford came to a stop in the middle of the road. She then spotted the survivors.

A black man, wearing a yellow jacket, trousers, and a small black round hat, rushed over from the roadside and jumped up and down by the car door, shouting, "Hey, can I come with you? I'm not infected, and I haven't been bitten!"

As if to prove himself, the black man took off his jacket and spun around twice, staring at Jill with a pitiful expression.

Jill was a little conflicted. She had a feeling that if she brought this black man along, the sleazy duo would grow to three. But Alice wasn't there, and her strong, independent aura alone wouldn't be enough to keep three sleazy men in check.

Seeing that Jill remained unmoved, the Black man gritted his teeth and began to unbuckle his belt. "Okay, I got it. I'll prove I wasn't bitten, not anywhere."

"If you move again, I'll smash your dog's head in."

As her premonition came true, Jill, her face grim, pointed her gun at him and said, "Get in the car right now, in the back, and don't let me see your face."

"Thank you so much, you must be my angel!"

The Black man cheered, opened the back door, squeezed next to Russell, and cheerfully introduced himself, "I'm Lloyd Jefferson Wade, you can just call me LJ."

"I'm Russell, this is Payton, and Jill is driving. She's our squad leader, the best fighter in the team, so you'd better not provoke her."

LJ nodded repeatedly. He understood the rules; newcomers should behave themselves. Looking at the sapphire Cross necklace on Russell's chest, and then at the Space Ring and Nenya, Ring of Water on his hand, LJ exclaimed, "God help me, if I survive, I want to become a clergyman too."

"It's not that easy. To become a glorious clergyman, you first need to have a brain that's good at taking exams, otherwise you won't get the certificate."

LJ's face fell, and he decisively gave up his dream of becoming a clergyman. He turned to look at Payton, who hadn't said a word, and his expression immediately changed.

Payton was wrapped in bandages, and blood was seeping out, making him look like he had just rushed out of a horde of zombies.

"Father Russell, this guy...did he just go to the hospital to donate blood?"

Russell rolled his eyes at LJ: "What nonsense are you talking about! Payton has been bitten by more than a dozen zombies, he's covered in zombie virus, and he's about to turn into a zombie himself. If he goes to donate blood, which hospital would dare to accept him?"

"Damn it, I want to get off! I want to get off!"

"Heh, too late..."

At Raccoon City High School, Jill parked her car at the school gate, and the group quickly devised an action plan to find their target, Angela, as fast as possible.

On the way, LJ learned that Angela was the only hope of escaping the lockdown area, and immediately swore that he would find her and never mentioned getting out of the car again.

Just kidding, the nuclear bomb is coming in two hours. It's a life-or-death struggle. Even if it's a pile of zombies, he can only close his eyes and jump down, let alone Payton.

As Russell passed the police car at the school gate, he paused slightly. The van contained six blood-stained iron cages, indicating that the Zombie Dog had arrived on the battlefield.

"What's wrong, Russell?"

"Nothing..."

Russell stretched out his hand and looked at the sky, murmuring, "It's raining. I love rainy days!"

"Buddy, this style of painting doesn't suit you. We're short on time, let's hurry inside and find someone." Payton was clueless, not noticing that he was soaked to the bone while Russell was completely dry.

Russell raised an eyebrow and glanced at the school. As everyone knows, as long as you have the lesson in mind, going anywhere doesn't count as skipping class...

Pooh!

As we all know, schools are densely populated areas. With the spread of the zombie virus, everyone in the school could turn into zombies. Moreover, there are Zombie Dog inside. Going in rashly is too risky.

"Payton, I have a good idea that will allow me to find Angela without risking my life."

"What?"

Two minutes later, the alarm bells at the school gate rang out loudly, clearly audible within a radius of several hundred meters, their deep and powerful sound continuously looping through the loudspeakers.

"Angela, your father Ashford is waiting for you at the back gate of the school. Please come to the back gate as soon as you hear this announcement..."

As the sound rang out, zombies roamed from all directions, surrounding the police car. Most of them came from inside the school, and a few Zombie Dog also went over to join the fun.

Russell stood smugly at the back gate of the school. To Payton's astonishment, he casually reached out and opened the school bus door, quickly starting the car.

"How did you do that?"

"I learned it from Teacher Jill!"

"Don't try to fool me, you habitual offender!"