Chapter 11: Wesker

Are you afraid of death?

No, it doesn't really make sense to ask.

As long as it is a living thing, how can anyone not be afraid of death?

The question that should be asked here is actually – what is death in your opinion?

Is it the rotting body?

A stopped heart, a cancerous stomach pouch, a decaying lung lobe, or a failing liver and gallbladder disease?

Is it frozen thinking?

The spark of thought is extinguished, and it falls into the darkness of eternal calamity.

I don't know.

For the general public of this era, the answer to death is undoubtedly the latter kind. With the gradual maturity of artificial prosthetic technology, more and more citizens have begun to accept transformation.

Fearing death, they fortify themselves with more reliable man-made parts, whether it's the heart or the lobes of the lungs, the intestines or the spine, and as long as they pay enough money, there are always parts that can be replaced.

But some people don't think so.

They yearn for immortality, but they hate transformation. So, the gang started to think about genetic technology – and eventually through their efforts, they established a company called 'Umbrella'.

Huge ambitions have allowed the company to move at a rapid pace. They are not only engaged in the development of gene therapy, but also began to venture into the field of biochemistry.

However, just when everything was booming and the umbrella company became synonymous with 'biochemistry', a sudden Resident Evil destroyed everything in the company.

The unexplained biochemical leak caused a very serious pollution disaster, although the problem was resolved within 24 hours with strong government intervention. But the umbrella company still went bankrupt because of this incident.

It was at that time that Rabili Pharmaceutical Company split from the umbrella company and inherited the legacy of that company.

This time it was the 'wreckage' of the umbrella company that invaded Lemu. They are monsters who were first formed, but gradually lost in the road.

In order to seize the research results of the Rabili Pharmaceutical Bureau, these guys did not even communicate, but directly used force.

Sent mercenaries into Paradise.

How to say it.

It feels like two old gentlemen playing cards at a poker table. The two greeted each other, thinking that everything would be solved at the poker table. Before he could sit down and talk, one of them pulled out a pistol from his pocket.

It's very embarrassing.

Although even if they had a good chat, it was impossible to compromise, after all, they were working on more exaggerated things in the underwater laboratory than they had done before the Umbrella Company was disbanded. But there is only one name in the world for this kind of behavior of pulling out a gun without saying a word.

Terrorist.

No doubt.

Klut didn't know why, but that didn't stop him from recognizing that the enemy in front of him was a group of terrorists through and through.

"It's so nostalgic. ”

Two pistols, eight magazines, and a total of ninety-six rounds of ammunition.

How long will these munitions be able to hold off the enemy?

I don't know, it's definitely not enough anyway.

Klute stuck a gun in his holster and held a gun in his hand. Leaning against the gate leading to the emergency passage, he was immensely grateful for Lemu's architectural design.

It's great that the road to the underwater laboratory only has a third level. It's great that the emergency passage is in the main passageway.

As long as Klut can hold his post here, then none of the enemies will think of coming until he falls.

It stands to reason that this kind of work should be done by a human form. After all, they are the real bodies of steel, although they look delicate and weak, but when it comes to combat ability, at least the shooting ability is still higher than Crewe.

But Kluett couldn't have that choice.

Because the network here already belongs to the enemy. Just now, Klut had ordered the girls to turn off the communication. But that wasn't enough, because the humanoid girls had one communication port that couldn't be shut down - and that was their mind cloud uploader.

This hardware device is rooted in their electronic brains, and cannot be turned off in any form as long as the humanoid girls are running.

While they won't be invaded because of this, what if they are destroyed? What happens if they upload a mind map at this time?

Klute couldn't imagine.

So, Klut decided to take matters into his own hands. And in order to strengthen his own abilities, Klute performed a minor operation on himself with a dagger in his free time waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

[PKP, I'll leave it to you next]

[Don't worry, boss, a piece of cake]

He didn't come down alone, but brought down the core of PKP's calculations. The palm-square piece of metal was mounted on the inside of the holster by Klutt, and then attached to his head by a data cable.

On the side of Kluter's head, under the wound separated by a dagger, the data interface he had prepared earlier came in handy.

Through this physical link, Kluet managed to merge with PKP and gain access to the fire control system that she was so proud of.

Whoever comes, who dies.

Klute opened the insurance and confirmed it in his mind once more.

That's right, in the next defensive battle, he has to do who comes and who dies.

……

……

Albert Wesker, male, 37 years old. Captain of operations for Neo Ambrera, a man who worked as a researcher before the company disbanded.

The story about this guy can be said for a long, long time, and it will not be enough for two days and two nights.

How did he become a Captain of Operations? Why did he give up his job as a researcher? What was the reason for his young age to be injected with a genetic enhancer that was not yet stable, and where did he get his incredible skills?

These questions fill the man with mystery, and if written carefully, are enough to make him the protagonist of a story.

But that's not what we're going to talk about this time.

While it's also interesting to tell the story of Wesker, there's more to say here.

Leading his men, Wesker follows the established route. Although there was some news from the Red Queen, Kluet didn't care about the slightest obstructionist.

Because Wesker knew the 'old face' that came from the red queen, and in the face of the man called 'Klut', Wesker was the same if he didn't accelerate.

Killing him will solve the problem, and if you can't kill him, it will be useless.

Thinking so, Wesker sneered.

Although personally, he didn't want to face off against the old lion. But since the task forced him to leave, he could only do his best to send that guy on his way.

Is it hard? If it were Wesker himself, it would be really hard.

Although it has been injected with genetic drugs, it has become a veritable 'monster' from a biological point of view. But Wesker knows his boundaries - no matter what he becomes, he's still carbon-based after all, and he still needs his brain to think. After all, there is only so much calcium in the body.

In front of pistols, monsters are no more advantageous than humans.

If he is facing ordinary people with low quality, even if he plays Wushuang with his monster self, it is no problem - those panicked trash fish can only become his nourishment, as long as he does not get the machine gun, it is not a problem.

But with Kluet's words, Wesker didn't even want to fight in close combat.

Just give the man a crowbar, and he dares to rush at himself and blow his own head.

But there are many Weskers.

No matter how strong the enemy is, he is afraid of many people.

Human life is both noble and despicable, and in order to kill Klut, he trades the names of his subordinates for ammunition on the other side - this business is very cost-effective for Wesker.

"First Squad, speed up the action. But secure the passage. ”

"Yes!!"

The four operatives quickened their pace under Wesker's orders. They wore carapace body armor and had been injected with Ambrera's augmentation potion - while they still had their human appearance, their organs had already mutated.

'How far can you go, old man'

Looking at their backs as they quickly moved away, a faint anticipation rose in Wesker's heart.

"Don't die easily. ”

"Don't worry, Captain, even if the enemy is just a tattered human with a pistol, we won't take it lightly."

"yes, that's good. ”

Wesker pushed the sunglasses off his face.

Didn't say anything more.

He didn't want to tell these cheap subordinates at all who he was talking to about what he had just said.