At four o'clock in the afternoon, deep underground in the city of Laken. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A whole line of people in biohazard suits stood in front of a steel gate, holding sophisticated instruments in their hands, and constantly monitoring the data on the instruments in their hands. It's as if these data are at stake in their lives.

And the data line on the instrument is like a smooth road, without even a little undulation. The straight line continued until the man in the hazmat suit swept through every nook and cranny of the gate. From start to finish, nothing has changed in the data.

This made the person holding the instrument finally let go of the tension in his heart, and he let out a long breath. He gestured to the person behind him and shouted at the same time.

"Safe, nothing leaked. It's time to open the door. ”

As soon as he said this, the people behind him began to operate like cold machines. Some of them were holding devices connected to the devices next to the gate, and through this intelligent system they could bypass the underground base, and control the gate on and off.

Others picked up their guns and went to the front. These are the advance personnel who want to probe the inside and remove all obstacles to the reopening of the base. And what kind of obstacles there will be, they themselves know very well in their hearts.

"Alright, everything is ready." The person in charge of opening the door made a gesture to the person in charge of the place, and after seeing this gesture, the person in charge came to the front of the advance personnel.

"You know what you're dealing with, so I think you should know how to do it."

His tone was very serious, even like a piece of cold steel. But these people in the advance team didn't care about his tone, they cared more about what he said. Because these are at stake in their lives.

“OK！ I repeat to you again, whoever you see, whether he is alive or dead. Shoot at him at once. Shoot them in the head, it's the only way to kill them. ”

"Protect your teammates and don't get hurt by what's inside. If you have an accident, report it to me immediately, understand? If you don't want to die yet, if you don't want to be that kind of monster! Now, answer me, do you understand what I say? ”

"Yes, sir!" The advance team replied in unison. No one can ignore this kind of life-related words.

"Good, the last two minutes. Check your gear. As soon as the door opens, set off. The person in charge threw down such a sentence and turned and walked away. He walked to a small tent and connected to a communication device inside. At such depths, only this special signaling device can get in touch with the outside world.

"Sir, everything is ready. We've been able to open the hive. The person in charge said seriously. Soon, Raymond's voice came from the other side.

"Very well, you guys can start there. Everything went according to the predetermined plan. Also, report to me every half hour, and I'll know what awaits you. ”

"Understood, sir!" The person in charge hung up the communication, and when he stepped out of the tent again, the door had begun to slowly open. The deep darkness emerged from behind the door, and he felt a chill in the bones of the xenomorph for a moment.

He shook his head, banishing the sensation out of his brain. Then the order was given to the advance party that was already fully prepared.

"Let's go!" At the sound of the order, the advance party walked silently into the darkness. The person in charge stared at their backs until he could no longer see them, and then he withdrew his gaze. At this moment, a feeling of unease hung over his heart. It made him feel like something was going to happen.

This feeling he had before, on the battlefield in Iraq. And that time, his best friend and brother died in a terrorist attack. As a soldier, he did not believe in God, but he believed in ethereal fate and premonition.

He was worried about his group of subordinates, these people were all cultivated by him little by little. But he couldn't stop the operation because of a hunch. Because he knew what the operation represented.

Succeeding, they can go to the next level and become Ambrera's most elite combatants. But if it fails, both his men and him will die, and they will die miserably. Therefore, this operation must be carried out. Whatever he had a hunch.

However, things may not be as bad as he thought, and so far, the news from the advance team has been good news. Although there are a few zombies in the way, they can't stand in any way in front of the elite soldiers.

The advance team was unimpeded and advanced to the vicinity of their intended target. This situation made the person in charge breathe a sigh of relief. Their stated goal was the first external entrance to the underground base. As long as you can contact the Hive's central computer, the Red Queen, through it, you can basically control all the situations in this base.

However, at this time, a scream suddenly came from the headset. Then there was a continuous stream of fierce gunfire. This made the person in charge feel nervous, and he hurriedly shouted.

"What happened, immediately came back to me. If you hear no, answer immediately. ”

However, no one answered him, and the headset was almost exclusively filled with creepy biting and chewing sounds. This situation means that there is only one possibility, and this possibility is the last thing that the person in charge wants.

"Close the door, close the door!" He shouted loudly, trying to close the entrance to the hive as fast as he could. But the guys in charge of the gate hadn't reacted to his orders, and several dark shadows had already pounced out of the gate.

The person in charge saw these dark shadows, and by this time it was already too late. Death soon engulfed, and even with it was greater fear.

Half an hour later, Raymond put down the contact device in his hand with a grim face. He knew all too well what it meant to lose contact with the person who had opened the hive. It was something that he and the entire Ambrera hierarchy did not want to see. Yet no matter how reluctant they were, it happened. He can only report it now, hoping to find a solution before the situation worsens.

Soon, he was alone in Ambrera's rooftop conference room. There, a group of old men were staring at him closely, and they had received a report from Raymond. And now they need to know where things have got.

"Say it, Raymond. How's it going? The old man who sat in the first place spoke the moment he saw Raymond come in, his voice unhurried. But it made Raymond's entire back start to break out in a cold sweat. Even though he knew it was just a holographic projection, he couldn't control himself.

Oswell. E. Spencer, one of the founders of Ambrera and the only one living now. He took the reins of the entire company and did whatever it took to do it, including even bloody and vicious tricks. Many people know these tricks, and it is precisely because they know that they are so jealous and so afraid of this old guy. Because they can't do it to this extent, to the extent that they are as vicious as the devil. Although he has now withdrawn from Ambrera, he will always have the last say when it matters most.

"We've completely lost contact with the hive, and half an hour has passed. According to the predictions, it is already certain that the last thing we want to see erupts. Raymond said tremblingly in the face of Spencer's inquiry.

After hearing his words, Spencer fell silent. A group of guys around them started talking.

"Stop this event, and we'll be done as soon as it erupts."

"Maybe you can get in touch with the U.S. military, they can help us with this."

"What about my security forces, let them set up a line of defense immediately. We've invested so much money, is it just a waste? ”

Each voice represents Ambrera's most powerful person, and at this time they are almost entirely in the same mind, stopping things from happening and stopping this terrible Resident Evil. But there are so many of them that they can't be unified.

For a while, the whole conference room was chaotic like a vegetable market, and I couldn't imagine how high and powerful the group of people who made such a sound were on weekdays.

However, the sound didn't last long, as Spencer spoke again.

"That's enough, I know what to do."

As soon as he spoke, all voices died down. Everyone, not the holographic projections, or Raymond standing there. They all looked at him quietly, and it felt like a courtier facing his own king.

Spencer enjoyed the feeling, but he knew it wasn't the time to revel in. He looked at Raymond, who was standing below him, and said in a flat tone.

"Raymond, I remember that your men also had weapons that were delivered after the Hive erupted, right?"

"Yes, sir!" Raymond retrieved his memories for a moment, then replied affirmatively.

"Very good, since Resident Evil has erupted, then there is no salvation for Laken City. Raymond, you are going to transfer the scientists stationed in Laeken City for me now. They are the most precious treasures, and they must be taken out of the city of Laken before everything is irretrievable! ”

"I understand, sir, I'll arrange it right away!"

Looking at Raymond's respectful appearance, Spencer nodded. He continued.

"When the city of Laken was built, Ambrera paid a huge price. Now that the city of Laken cannot be saved, we have to recover our losses as much as possible. Raymond, I authorize you to start the Nemesis Project. It was in the city of Laken that the imminent outbreak was experimenting with this weapon. ”

"You are solely responsible, and must give me a record of all the information about this weapon. He's a guarantee that you'll survive if something goes wrong with it. You should be able to guess what happened to you! ”

"Yes, sir. I understand! Even when Spencer said this, Raymond only nodded in agreement. In front of Spencer, he simply did not dare to have more ideas.

"Good, you finally have some use. Well, there are two things that I must remind you of, and these two things are also things that you must accomplish. ”

"Dr. William and our new friend, Mr. Zhou Yi."