134, Resident Evil, open!
It was only a few dozen meters away from the wind falling on them, on the top roof of the hospital's inpatient building. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
A scientist in a full protective suit was facing a terminal on the ground in front of him, sweating profusely and nervously tapping on something.
"Tick!"
"What's going on?"
At this moment, a floating virtual screen popped up on the terminal in front of him, and Wesker's grim face wearing sunglasses appeared on it.
"There was an accident in the hospital, an infected subject had a serious mutation, and we injected him with a tenfold dose of tranquilizers, only to cause this mutation to accelerate!"
"He attacked dozens of people, including guards......"
The umbrella company worker in the protective suit replied with sweat on his forehead and some incoherentness.
"Have you injected him with a tracker before?"
Wesker's voice was cold, without any fluctuations.
"When it was discovered that the virus in his body was starting to mutate, a micro-tracker was injected to ensure that his data could be obtained!"
The researcher nodded, then his face turned a little pale, and his voice trembled.
"But, Mr. Wesker, the hospital is in chaos right now. I hope you'll be able to send a team of security personnel to take control of the scene and save us, the mutated infected is out of control! ”
In the hospital building below him, screams were heard from time to time, and the sweat on his forehead had dripped directly to the floor.
However, because his attention was on the screen, he didn't notice.
At this moment, behind him, a particularly tall black shadow suddenly jumped up from downstairs and jumped directly to the roof.
"Back ......"
As soon as Wesker's prompt came out, the researcher was already thrown to the ground by the very tall black shadow from behind.
"Ahh
The scientific researcher of the umbrella company let out the last painful scream of his life, and then, he was heavily pinched by the black shadow that rushed up, and the red and white liquid splashed all over the roof!
"Roar!"
A defiant roar at Wesker on the screen in front of him, the tall black figure revealing his true face.
The body with a height of more than two and a half meters is prostrate on the floor of the building, and the exposed muscles of the upper body are as conspicuous as those of a bodybuilding champion, but they are not at all pale like other infected people, but appear a slightly blood-colored gray.
Judging by his uniform, which has been crumbled into "underwear", he should be a member of the guard in front of him.
The most striking thing was his stout right hand, which was too large compared to his proportions, and under the muscular bulging arm was a very sharp claw.
It was this huge claw just now, and when it grabbed it, it directly pinched the hardest head on the scientific researcher's body.
And at this time, he swung his claw at Wesker "in front of him"!
However, the result, of course, was directly in the air, and the huge claws grabbed the floor on the roof of the building, marking five claw marks nearly an inch deep.
"What a surprise. After being induced by various attempts in the laboratory for so long, no such aggressive mutation has been produced! ”
"Last night, there were only a few dozen experiments on secondary infection, and one appeared, and in just a few hours, was the strength already strong to this extent? It seems that in this test, in addition to those adventurers, there is one more object worth studying! ”
Wesker quietly looked at the mutated guard soldier through the screen, and there was a rare interest in his cold gaze under his sunglasses, and then said.
"Track its location, record its data!"
At this time, the members of the mutant guards, who were enraged because they couldn't attack the enemy, had already smashed the terminal on the ground on the roof of the building into a cloud of scrap parts with one punch.
However, it didn't notice that there was a spot in the skin of his back that emitted a faint red glow the size of a cigarette butt.
"Subject Number: T-000, officially on tracking."
In the room where Wesker was, a virtual little girl in white appeared, and said in a childish voice.
"Also, Mr. Wesker. Employees at the hospital, nine of whom have lost vital signs, are rescue teams sent there? ”
"No!"
Wicks' voice was flat.
"Originally, I wanted to temporarily control the time of the outbreak of the infected body, so that the virus broke out at night, and tested the spread data of pure night."
"But now that this situation is happening, it must be controlled unless this new variant of the T-000 model is killed. However, how can such a powerful variant be killed directly? ”
"So...... Start your test plan early! ”
Wicks' face under his sunglasses rose up.
"Yes!"
"The third team of the umbrella company, the 13th medium-sized combat test of biochemical weapons, is open!"
The virtual little girl in white began to flash data streams in her eyes.
"Click!"
On the edge of the town of Harley, a mountain wall shook slowly, and after a dozen seconds, it caved inward into a dark sloping hole.
Then, a pale-blooded arm protruded from the hole, and the fingers of the long nails were unnaturally twisted.
After that, there is a male head with almost no hair out.
And above this head, there is a face that looks like it has the color of carrion, and the outward bulging eyeballs are dull and dull like dead people, and the middle pupil is not visible. The color of the lips was the same as that of a dead man, and the yellow-black teeth were dripping with a black-red liquid that dripped down on the grass on the ground.
When his body came out of the cave completely, facing the harsh sunlight that had gone west in the afternoon, his eyes, which had no pupils, only shrank slightly, and then let out a hoarse roar at the sun.
"Roar!"
Behind him, the "people" who came out with him also raised their heads and roared like him.
Then, all the "people" looked to the side of the town of Harley, and seemed to smell some temptation from that direction.
This happened around the town, at more than a dozen key traffic arteries.
Resident Evil, on! (To be continued.) )