"Da da da--"
Hearing the gunshots outside, the president and his assistant lay on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling.
What exactly is going on?
Could it be the end of the world, and a biochemical crisis has really broken out?
Is it too late to buy tickets for the underground shelter?
Eh, it seems that this is not necessary.
The president had an expression on his face, not sure whether to laugh or cry.
I am in the advanced stage of cancer and have no future. Now that the biochemical crisis has broken out, the whole world has no future.
Great!
“Bang!” “Tatt!” “Bang!”
There were loud gunshots in the corridor, and from time to time there were sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground. The entire thirteenth floor of the hospital seemed to have turned into a battlefield with bullets flying everywhere.
Two waves of zombies were attacking the crowd from the front and back.
"Where did those zombies behind come from?"
Grace's blue eyes flashed, and she immediately thought of the double-decker elevator. The double-decker elevator should have been parked on the twelfth floor, and the corpses came up by stairs.
After changing the magazine, Grace fired again, hitting a corpse and causing it to fall heavily to the ground.
The corpse struggled with its hands and feet for a few times and just as it was about to get up, it was stepped on by the corpse behind it.
"Damn it!"
The pistol in Lesson 5 can only suppress the enemy temporarily, and cannot eliminate all the hundreds of zombies in front and behind.
"Reinforcements are on the way. The order from above is for us to break through with Professor Kurokawa at all costs!"
Grace pressed the headset and gave instructions to the policeman in the black suit beside her.
What this means is that except for Professor Kurokawa, all other civilians brought to the scene can be abandoned.
The police looked at each other and at the corpses in front and behind with fear on their faces.
The bodies of these patients were horrific enough in themselves, and they became even more horrific after their intestines were pierced and their flesh and blood were blurred by bullets. It really took a lot of courage to rush over.
Moreover, Resident Evil is a classic game developed by Japan's CAPCOM. The setting of zombies is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Who knows whether these corpses will spread the virus.
"These things are coming for me. They have no interest in living people."
Dr. Satomi said in a deep voice while holding Mrs. Kurokawa in his arms.
"I'll lead them away."
"Professor Kurokawa, please follow us." Grace said, "Our Metropolitan Police Department has been prepared. We have prepared a helicopter on the rooftop and it can take off at any time."
Dr. Satomi nodded.
"Xuyi, I want to be with you." Mrs. Kurokawa said with tears in her eyes.
"Sachiko, I'm already dead, Yin and Yang are on different paths. And it would be dangerous for you to stay with me." Doctor Satomi kissed Mrs. Kurokawa gently on the lips and said affectionately:
"Although I'm not with you, I will always love you."
After saying that, Dr. Satomi resolutely pushed Mrs. Kurokawa away and took the lead to run to the back.
There were far fewer bodies coming out of the elevator at the back than those coming out of the front. The bodies at the front slowly reached out their hands to grab the doctor.
Doctor Satomi had a stern look on his face. He closed his palms, which were wrapped in blue light and cut off their arms in a flash.
Then, taking advantage of this opportunity, Dr. Satomi knocked over several more bodies and rushed up the stairwell on the other side leading to the rooftop.
Grace and several men in black suits quickly followed.
Just as he said, the corpse that rushed out of the elevator showed no interest in Mrs. Kurokawa and other ordinary people. They didn't even look at them as they passed by, and rushed inside to see the doctor.
Dr. Satomi, Grace and several other police officers rushed to the roof and saw a helicopter with the words "Metropolitan Police Department" painted on the outside parked there.
"Professor Kurokawa, as long as we take this helicopter and leave, we will be safe."
Chapter 139 Chapter 141 The Messenger of Hell
The Metropolitan Police Department's helicopter is ready to take off, and the propellers are already turning with a whirring sound.
As long as we can get on the helicopter and bring Dr. Satomi, who is possessed by Professor Kurokawa, back to the Metropolitan Police Department, tonight's operation will be a great victory.
As for those disturbed corpses, could they still fly into the sky?
Grace keenly realized that the speed and strength of those corpses might not be even as good as ordinary people. They were just superficial, with high "vitality" or durability. As long as a small team of elite soldiers with automatic rifles were dispatched, they could be easily killed.
"Without further ado, let's set off now."
Just as a few people were preparing to board the plane, there was a flash of fire in the night sky, and a circle of burning fire jumped from the bottom to the top, above the roof.
"Meow--!"
A shrill howl of a night cat resounded through the night sky, and then the fire wheel as big as a car turned and rushed down at lightning speed, cutting off the tail of the Metropolitan Police Department helicopter.
Sparks and electric lights flashed on the cross-section of the helicopter, and the crew members inside were so scared that they ran out.
Grace's heart was pounding. Who was this person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?
Could it be another mysterious supernatural being?
The fire wheel was suspended in the air, and a yellow and white cat's head poked out from the blazing flames.
Then a monster with a cat's head and a human body appeared in front of everyone. It was wearing ancient clothes made of linen, and the cat's tail behind it was still wagging.
Is it Type A?
Grace's pupils shrank and she pulled out her gun.
In any case, this cat demon destroyed the Metropolitan Police Department's helicopter as soon as it appeared, looking like it had bad intentions.
The cat demon's body was covered in flames. Its two round eyes swept through the crowd and stared at Dr. Satomi.
"Kurokawa Shuichi, your incident has been exposed!"
The cat demon grinned, his expression grim, and spoke in human language:
"You stole the treasure of King Yama and secretly returned to the living world through the gap between the two worlds. I have been ordered by King Yama to arrest you and bring you back to hell."
What's the situation now?
Grace was a foreigner after all, and was stunned by what she heard.
However, the expressions of several other island police officers who were still at the scene suddenly became serious.
The Metropolitan Police Department, which had collected the sound through the audio and video equipment carried by her and other police officers, was immediately in an uproar when they heard the name of King Yama.
King Yama is the ruler of hell in East Asian legends.
The Metropolitan Police Department's expert group has been analyzing this cat demon since it appeared.
"The style of the tatami sleeves worn by this monster is very old, older than the Kamakura period." A historian commented on the cat monster's clothing: "This clothing is Shuigan, which is the clothing of the common people in the Heian period."
"This cat demon doesn't look like the Type A that appeared after 1999. Something feels wrong."
The monster folklorist frowned, feeling a sense of déjà vu, but for a moment he couldn't recognize it.
When the cat demon uttered the words "King Yama" and "Hell", the demon folklorists suddenly understood.
"This cat demon is the messenger of hell, 'Train'!"
The judgment of the monster folklorist immediately attracted the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department.
At this critical juncture, the monster folklorist did not keep the secret and immediately revealed all the information he knew.
The train is a monster that travels between hell and the human world. It looks like a cat monster. According to legend, it will snatch the bodies of the dead at funerals and take the souls of the dead to hell.
Because there are also taboos about cats in Japan, superstitions such as "a corpse touched by a cat will come back to life" and "a cat's corpse will bring bad luck" are widely spread across the country.
The most typical one is a folk story called "The Cat in the Temple". In order to repay a favor, a cat raised by a poor temple would run to a nearby funeral and cause trouble. Only the dead who had performed rituals in their own temple would be spared, thereby enhancing the reputation of the temple.
According to folklore, the wheels with burning flames are the means of transporting the dead to hell. In addition, there is a persistent superstition between cats and corpses among the people. These two fears combined to give birth to the train with the appearance of a cat demon.
The train that appeared on the roof of the Medical University Hospital is another example of a monster in folk legends, in addition to Arakawa the water god and Umibozu.
The Metropolitan Police Department's analysis results were passed on to Grace as soon as possible, but Grace was a foreign woman after all, and she only half understood what was said.
"I did not steal the treasure of King Yama."
Dr. Satomi faced the train with a calm expression, not showing much panic.
"You still want to deny it now?"
The train monster sneered, "How do you explain your current ability to cure terminal illnesses?"
"I didn't steal the stone bowl from King Yama. I'm just a ghost. How could I possibly steal treasures from King Yama?"
Dr. Satomi argued:
"In fact, it was a person wearing a black outfit with red clouds who stuffed the stone bowl into my soul. The reason why I was able to return to the Medical University Affiliated Hospital was because that person found a gap leading to the world of the living and sent me back."
"Black background with red clouds, it's Xiao!"
The cat demon frowned in a very human way.
Cats are actually very cute animals, but when the train made this expression, it still made all the humans present feel a little scared.
"Indeed, a few days before the stone bowl was stolen, that group of crazy guys from Akatsuki rushed into hell. It seemed that they wanted to do something, but were driven away by King Yama." The train monster grinned.
"In that case, it's not your fault. But I can't believe your one-sided words. Come back to hell with me and accept the judgment of King Yama."
Dr. Satomi looked hesitant.
"Why, do you still want to resist? That stone bowl is the most precious treasure of King Yama, we must take it back no matter what!"
The train's expression suddenly turned ugly:
"In that case, I have no choice but to take you back to hell myself!"
The train was engulfed in flames, jumping in the air, and rushing down menacingly.
"shot!"
Grace was a foreigner after all, and she didn't have much fear of the hell messenger in Japanese legend. She picked up the pistol and emptied the magazine out of habit.
But the pistol bullets were completely ineffective against this monster. It grabbed down from the air and lifted Dr. Satomi into the air.
"First, we need to separate the soul from the body. This possessed human is just unlucky for you."
The train cat showed a ferocious look on its face, then stretched out a furry hand and grabbed Dr. Satomi's neck.
"go to hell."
The sharp claws tore open Dr. Satomi's throat, and blood gushed out, dyeing the pure white doctor's coat red.
Chapter 140 Chapter 142 Stone Bowl in Front of the Buddha
Dr. Satomi's throat was torn open by the train monster. Dr. Satomi held it tightly with both hands, but blood flowed freely between his fingers, staining the chest of his white coat red.
“Meowhahahaha——!”
The train monster laughed ferociously and threw Dr. Satomi onto the roof.
Grace quickly gathered around them, her expression serious.
With such heavy bleeding, Dr. Satomi would die in just a few minutes.
But this is a hospital. If we provide emergency treatment right away, maybe it will still be in time.
but……
Grace looked up at the train floating up and down in the flames. She was afraid that this monster would not let her do what she wanted.
At the same time, heavy footsteps were heard from the stairwell on the rooftop, and the zombies followed and filed out from the stairs.
Although the corpses were moving slowly, with large gaps between them and they were sparsely packed together, making it look like they could force their way out, Grace knew in her heart that this was just an illusion. If they approached with Dr. Satomi, the corpses would swarm in.
"Just wait a moment, when this mortal dies, Heichuan's soul will naturally peel out." Huoche grinned, his tone full of blood.
The senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department, who were watching the situation closely at the scene from far away, could not help but fall silent.
"Isn't the train a messenger from hell? It should be a monster that punishes evil and promotes good, and does good and accumulates virtue. How could it be so cruel?" someone asked.
