The wait was not long, and the enemy arrived sooner than expected.

The four operatives formed a standard diamond-shaped formation, covering each other to move forward. Instead of looking around, Klut hid behind the door - with the help of PKP, he used echoes to parse enemies, both in terms of location and number, and to get accurate values.

【Fifty meters】

For ancient pistols, this was already the longest range. It's not that you lose your power beyond this distance, it's just that you lose certainty in terms of hit efficiency.

And for the modified pistol in Kluet's hands, this figure has not changed much.

Because pistols and rifles are different. In order to save volume, such light weapons designed for self-defense generally do not have cushioning devices and do not have a long chamber. Therefore, the bullets fired from the pistol are inevitably relatively 'weak', and their power is bound to be difficult to increase in order to ensure safe use.

Fifty meters is almost the limit of this weapon. If special ammunition is not used, if the firing method is not changed, if the user is not modified, this weapon will not change qualitatively in the distant future.

'If you bring a rocket range extender'

Thinking about the impossible, Klute kicked open the iron door.

The Ambrera Operation, which reacted quickly, fired at the first time to suppress it, and the network of fire formed by submachine guns smashed the iron door into a thousand holes.

"Oops—"

But no one.

The gates are embedded in the walls. When they walked over, the mercenaries who had seen the map in advance were wary of this place.

That's why they're going to shoot at the first place - they've planned it for a long time, and as soon as someone comes out of there, they'll be able to beat him into a sieve at the first opportunity.

But no one.

Underneath the door, nothing appeared.

Fooled, shouldn't have shot.

The team reacted immediately, and then subconsciously released the trigger - this is undoubtedly the right thing to do, but at the moment when the team members ceased fire together, Klute rushed out from behind the iron gate.

Perfectly grasped the window period of firepower, and there was no hesitation in action. Klute raised his gun and fired, and the first bullet hit the enemy.

The armor-piercing bullet hit the front armor of the operatives. The shear-resistant material was penetrated instantaneously, allowing the red-hot bullets to wrench the brain.

There is not even time left to think, but the tempered limbs are driven by intuition. In a sense of crisis that paralyzed their brains, the operatives raised their weapons and tried to open fire on the massive body.

But it's too slow.

The gun had just been raised, and it was too late to aim. The old man had already pulled the trigger and fired a second shot.

It's not scientific.

Why are shots on the move so accurate, and why are life-blocking attacks so arbitrary?

In the race against time, the operatives lost the game, and the price was death.

Even with the last minute pull on the trigger, the missed muzzle still missed. The line of fire made a half-arc on distant ground, and then terminated before it could hit.

They were accurately hit by Kluter's bullets, each hitting the nail on the head, hitting the unprotected face. Even after biochemical modification, the inherent weaknesses of humanoids have not been eliminated - no matter how tenacious the body's performance is, the brains that have been twisted together cannot think.

"It's a nuisance. ”

But this kind of plan can only be used once - no, it is better to use it once and already earn it.

Instead of picking up the guns that had fallen on the ground, Klute retracted the tunnel - they were safety models with identification safety added to the trigger. Even if Klut takes it, it's useless, and if there is a special mechanism, he may have to suffer a small loss.

'In that case, maybe there's still a chance'

The number of bullets was sufficient, and Klute never thought about winning from the beginning.

All you have to do is buy time. As long as he can buy enough time for the girls to reach the bottom of the sea, Klut can immediately retreat to the underwater laboratory.

Is it reliable?

Not at all.

After all, it was a plan that had come to the extreme, and it would not be surprising that anything would go wrong.

For example, what should I do if I can't crack it? What if there is a physical verification? What should I do if I enter the elevator and am stopped halfway? What should I do if the elevator door is forcibly opened and a piece of C4 is thrown down the passage?

But there is no other way.

Some choices are better than no choices, and no matter how ridiculous they are, they should not be given up immediately.

'If only I could survive'

But the probability is too low.

Taking advantage of the last gap before the enemy arrived, Klut withdrew from the magazine and pressed the bulk bullet into it. And just as he was finishing all this, a man named Wesker finally arrived with his team. Stood at the beginning of the passage.

"When the news came from the Red Queen, I was wondering if you would stay and resist. Doesn't that seem right? ”

Seeing the corpses in the hallway, Ambrera's soldiers raised their weapons.

Two columns of soldiers clinging to the base of the wall cover each other, guarding every 'junction' in the passage.

Wesker, on the other hand, did not advance, standing at the beginning of the path, calmly shouting to the passage.

"Do you think this will be useful?"

There is no escape for you.

That's what Wesker said, and that's what he thought. But that's not what Klute had in mind.

"Really, do you think so?"

Klut didn't know Wesker. At least until he named himself, Kluet had no memory of the man.

But he doesn't need to know.

"Your purpose is that, that lab down here. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't play stupid, little bunny, your elevator doesn't stop on the first floor. ”

Klute reached out from behind the wall and shot one of the operatives.

The hapless soldier was shot in the chest, and he fell backwards in agony, falling to the cold floor.

The advancing team immediately stopped, but the gunfire that fired back only hit the wall, setting off sparks one after another.

"Keep going. ”

But Wesker thought differently than they did, and the grim man with the man in sunglasses showed a hint of a smile. There is no intention of stopping.

"The enemy only has a pistol, run for me. ”

"Then the lab is finished. ”

"Stop. ”

Wesker's smile went out.

"Klut Heinledo, what do you say?"

"Don't think about skipping the topic, boy, let's talk. ”

Klut's voice was full of malice.

"If you want the lab to be intact? You've got to show some sincerity. ”

Sincerity?

Wesker chewed on the word and let out a sneer.

What sincerity can you talk about in this situation? Even if you tell it, will the old man believe it?

But even so, it still has to be said.

"You win, call your men out, and I'll let you go. ”

"Pull it down, boy, you're not sincere. ”

"And what do you want?"

"Details, boy. Let's get into the details. ”

Kluet's eyes narrowed, word by word.

"What do you think of talking until we're all satisfied?"

Of course not.

"Okay, let's talk. ”

Wesker stepped forward and walked towards the end of the hallway.

"You and I, two people, one on one. ”

"It couldn't be better. ”