From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Even members wearing bulletproof vests cannot stop the full-power 7.62 caliber bullets. When the bullet hits their bodies, a cloud of blood mist explodes in their chests, and their bodies are thrown away by the impact like rag dolls.

Some people tried to use the car as cover, but it was no use. After the bullets swept through, the car was riddled with holes, and the people hiding behind it fell asleep on the spot.

"F*ck, get into the container area!" Murad, the quickest-thinking of the group, gave the order the instant the attack began. The car, not yet totaled, roared to life and crashed into the intricate container area, avoiding the line of fire.

The gang members got out of the car one after another. Murad was lucky enough to escape the hail of bullets. He also picked up his pistol and climbed out of the back seat.

He glanced around and found that in just three to five seconds, half of the members he had brought had been lost.

More than 50 people! That's more than 50 people!

Murad's heart was bleeding. He knew that even if he could kill the enemy today, the Albanian prestige would plummet, and years of hard work would almost be wiped out in an instant.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down: "They're using machine guns, so they can only stay in one place. We need to spread out and surround them!"

The remaining fifty-odd people nodded silently, and the agreement quickly spread among the containers.

Suddenly, a muffled sound drew everyone's attention. Looking up, they saw an incredibly strong man jump onto the top of the three-tiered shipping container, holding two machine guns and pointing the smoking muzzles at them.

"......" x50

Is this thing even human? x50

"Da da da—da da da—!"

The roar of machine guns rang out again, and a terrifying storm of bullets raged through the container area. Gang members fled for their lives, firing wildly in Xiao Miao's direction as they ran.

They certainly seem to be elite!

Five people were instantly shattered by bullets, and the rest hurriedly fled into blind spots. Xiao Miao then shot and killed two more people through the boxes, moving his figure on top of the shipping container.

Bang bang bang!

The bullet pierced the spot where Xiao Miao had just stood. Xiao Miao ran to the end of the container and leaped, landing smoothly on top of another three-story container. He fired his M240B as he ran, tearing the three people apart once more.

"F*ck, die!"

"Devil, go back to hell!"

"I'll blow you up!"

Several grenades were thrown simultaneously from blind spots, flying towards Xiao Miao from all directions. Xiao Miao immediately rushed forward, ran to the edge, squatted slightly, and suddenly exerted force with his leg muscles, flying over the heads of several gangsters.

Their eyes met, and Xiao Miao pulled the trigger in mid-air. Bullets rained down from the sky like sharp swords, entering his body through his skull and piercing through his entire body.

Then a red light appeared out of thin air, and Saeko Busujima appeared in mid-air. She thrust her katana into the outer wall of the container with her other hand, grabbed Xiao Miao with her other hand, swung her around the katana, and used the momentum to throw Xiao Miao to the top of another container tower.

During the flight, Xiao Miao discovered two hidden gang members. The M240 spat fire and tore the two to pieces.

The grenade exploded, and the shockwave and fragments were absorbed by the shipping container.

Xiao Miao landed smoothly, wisps of smoke rose from the muzzle of the gun, and Saeko Busujima transformed into red light, returning to Xiao Miao's body.

The surviving Albanians were utterly terrified, their will to fight completely gone. They frantically ran towards the depths of the container area, ignoring Murad's calls.

Xiao Miao walked to the edge of the container and looked down at the survivors fleeing for their lives: "Brian, they've run into the planned ambush zone."

"Roger that!" Brian's voice came through the earpiece, and then...

Rumble!

A series of explosions erupted deep inside the container. Brian remotely detonated the pre-set booby traps, and gang members who stepped into the blast radius were completely engulfed by flames and shrapnel.

A few people narrowly escaped, but they were also thrown away by the shockwave of the explosion and were left dazed and confused.

After changing the ammunition belt, Xiao Miao, wielding two M240s, sprinted across the top of the container, rushing towards the last few people like a grim reaper.

High-level players beat low-level players, and idiots are easily fooled. The ancients were right.

Xiao Miao seemed to possess limitless stamina, quickly catching up with the remaining members. He intermittently fired his machine gun, sending the remaining gang members to hell one by one.

With the last man shot in two, Genèveille returned to calm.

Xiao Miao stood on top of the container, looking down at the surroundings. He nodded in satisfaction and then looked at the highway outside the port.

At this moment, the cars parked on the outer road started their engines one by one. The observers were sweating profusely, their hands were shaking violently, and they accidentally stalled their cars.

"What happened? Tell me!" came the urging voice from the superior over the phone.

"F*ck! A Rambo at the port, I'm not kidding!" the observer roared in despair, silencing the person on the other end of the phone. The car then finally started moving, violently ramming into the car next to it and speeding away.

One, two, three... The terrified observers dared not linger, fearing they would be targeted by the port's killer. The cars parked on the roadside all disappeared within seconds.

On the other side, Xiao Miao and Brian found Murad and Marco in the pile of corpses. The father and son were lying together. Marco was blown to pieces, while Murad was still alive.

"Yes, those two are the top two leaders in Albania. You handle this; they are the culprits behind Kim's kidnapping."

"Thank you!" Brian pulled out his pistol and fired a bullet into Murad's forehead, ending the life of the ambitious old man.

[Character: Brian Mills]

[Current Synergy: Level 4]

[Draw Cost: 40 Fate Points]

The information about the change in favorability entered Xiao Miao's mind. Instead of immediately drawing a lottery ticket, he took his M240 and fired two more shots at all the corpses to prevent them from coming back to life.

Only after confirming that all the Albanian gang members who had arrived at the port were dead did Xiao Miao and Brian drive away.

"Go to this private airport immediately." In the car, Xiao Miao handed Brian an address.

Brian paused for a moment, then asked, "You spent gold coins again?"

"That's right."

"Thank you."

"There's no need for thanks." Xiao Miao looked at Brian: "If you really want to thank me, teach me some useful skills, such as making explosives and setting up booby traps."

Having many skills is never a bad thing, but Xiao Miao felt that his skill list was still too monotonous and not comprehensive enough.

Brian readily agreed: "Okay, no problem."

Although their time together was short, Brian knew that Xiao Miao was not a bad person, but a killer with principles... well, a butcher with principles!

Half an hour later, the sound of sirens grew louder as police cars with flashing lights reluctantly drove toward the port. Several police cars tacitly agreed to maintain a slow speed, and no matter how much their superiors urged them, they would not speed up.

If it weren't for the requirement to use sirens when responding to calls, police officers working the night shift would even prefer to turn off their sirens altogether to minimize their presence.

It's so noisy to have sirens on so late at night; the neighbors have to go to work tomorrow!

It wasn't that they were afraid of death; it was just that the information provided by their informant was too outrageous.

Holding a machine gun, scaling the rooftops of containers with incredible agility, what else could this be but Rambo?

What if Mr. Rambo hasn't had his fill of killing yet and stays at the port? Wouldn't we just end up being the ones delivered to the port?

By the time the police arrived at the port, Xiao Miao's private jet had already taken off.

At the same time, major newspapers received information one after another, and embassies of various countries also received anonymous tip-offs. The whistleblowers provided several locations, stating that the girls who had gone missing in Paris from various countries were there.

......

"I don't think it makes much sense to do this."

On the plane, Brian looked at Xiao Miao: "If the big shots really wanted to save those girls, the Albanian gang would have been wiped out long ago."

"That's why they had to expose it to the media and so many other people at the same time." Xiao Miao put down his cola. "Big shots aren't a monolithic group. This incident can become a weapon for them to attack each other. Under the media's lens, they're still quite willing to pretend to be good people, and..."

Brian asked, puzzled, "And what?"

Xiao Miao looked out the porthole: "Just do good deeds and don't worry about the future. Besides, I've been accumulating merit lately."

Brian still looked puzzled: "Accumulating merit."

Xiao Miao did not respond, but pushed the gin in front of Brian, sat back down, and then communicated with the fate dice in his mind.

Let's draw!

Brian, or rather Liam Neeson, has played quite a few roles, so he should be able to pull out some good stuff... right?