It was also during the period when the "White Queen" was preparing for a second reboot.

It is located in the flowerbed area of the holy land where the "Sun Ladder" is cultivated, in a fully automated virus screening (cultivation) selection (breeding) experimental base.

I saw a white-haired, frightened old man holding a small metal box in his hand, protected by several bloodstained security team members, to a safe shelter that only senior cadres could open.

"Hey! Still unable to get in touch with the outside world? After everyone entered the safe house, which was made entirely of alloy materials, they saw that the thin old man immediately stretched out a hand and grabbed the collar of the security captain and asked loudly.

The spit that sputtered out of his mouth quickly confused the security captain's face...

Raising his hand to stop his teammates who were about to step forward and pull the old man away, the security captain took two steps back expressionlessly, easily broke free of the old man's hand that clamped his collar, and calmly returned: "No, Lord Chief, please calm down!" ”

His tone was very stiff when he said this, and his eyes were full of disdain and anger.

After that, the security captain ignored the old man and turned around to arrange a defensive mission for the team members, and at this time, the rest of the surviving security members also had an indignant expression when they looked at the old man.

"If it weren't for you, the old thing, who has been dragging everyone back, our dozen brothers wouldn't have died one after another to protect your waste! You lump ** (harmony)" This is the common idea of the security team members at this time!

The old man, who had fallen into a state of extreme panic, seemed to have not seen the resentful eyes of the people around him, and shouted loudly to himself: "No matter what happens next, you must protect my safety at all costs, only I am the most important asset of the company!" Did you hear that? You people..."

This old man is one of the three veterans who created the "raincoat" company, James Brown. Marcus's chief disciple and the current director of the West Africa Institute, who transmitted a distress signal to the company's headquarters a few days ago, Brandon Brown. Brandon Bailey!

When Wesker and William assassinated their mentor Marcus, Brandon was already at the Institute of West African Studies in the distant distance, racking his brains to cultivate the "Ladder of the Sun" for the "Raincoat" company.

Later, the company's top management covered up the death of Marcus, so Brandon at the time had no idea about the true cause of his mentor's death.

Brandon, who had wanted to make a difference, never imagined that he would stay in the position of director of the West African Institute for decades.

On the surface, apart from the successful development of the "Ladder of the Sun" to the point where it can be cultivated on a small scale, he has basically achieved nothing.

In the eyes of the "raincoat" executives, the West Africa Research Institute is only equivalent to a raw material production base.

In addition, Brandon was more or less implicated by his mentor Marcus, and was pressed by the company's top management all his life in West Africa, where birds don't.

However, there are no impermeable walls in this world, and a few years later, when Brandon learned the truth about the murder of his mentor, he began to clamp his tail and behave, for fear that he would end up with the same fate as Marcus.

Brandon, who has been cautious for decades, has been living in constant fear.

His nerves were also in a state of tension all the time, and now such a big change in the Institute of West African Studies made him feel like a frightened bird.

The unbearable security captain was just about to go crazy, but he heard a dull crash from outside the heavy metal door, as if someone was slamming the door desperately with a giant hammer...

The faces of everyone in the room were all changed to a look of horror, and Brandon, who had already been frightened, trembled unconsciously.

"No, I must find a way to get in touch with the outside world!" Brandon's eyes were bloodshot by this time, and the fear of death had made him a little nervous.

The security captain frowned, and was about to shut up Brandon when he suddenly heard the radio in the room start emitting a continuous electronic sound of the alarm countdown!

"Warning, warning, unknown intrusion into the host's core program, a malfunction of the bio-hibernation system that is about to be paralyzed in thirty seconds..."

"Warning, warning, the system is expected to restart in 30 seconds, at which point all emergency containment procedures will be rendered useless..."

"Warning, warning, Level 3 biochemical virus contamination has been detected inside the base, please evacuate uninfected personnel quickly to a safe isolation room..."

For the West African Research Institute, which he built with his own hands, Brandon certainly knew what this alarm message meant, and he instantly understood that his group had no chance of survival.

"It's over... Finished.. We're all going to die... We're all going to die..."Brandon, who was still horrified just now, had a weird nervous smile on his face, and he was still muttering to himself.

Under the puzzled gaze of several security guards, Brandon, who made a strange smile on his lips, quickly ran to the luxurious desk in the room, raised his arm and gently put the metal box in his hand.

At the moment when the countdown ended, everyone heard a soft "click" from inside the metal door of the shelter, and then the heavy metal door was smashed open from the outside by a terrifying force!

The security personnel in the room all looked in horror at the humanoid creatures covered in pitch-black tentacles outside the door.

There was no need for anyone to give the order to attack, and the weapons in the hands of the surviving security guards poured tongues of fire at the enemy who pounced on them almost simultaneously.

Behind the security guard, Brandon took out a violet-fluorescent syringe from the opened metal box with a frantic expression, and then he stabbed his carotid artery without hesitation...

In the next second, the lighting facilities of the entire fully automated virus screening (training) and selection (breeding) experimental base began to restart, and the painful screams of Brandon in the shelter that had fallen into darkness gradually became high-pitched, until finally he let out a beastly roar!

The sound of a gun being fired in a pitch-black isolation room, the sound of metal being twisted with great force, the sound of a steel whip being whipped on a person, the sound of bones being crushed by force...

After a long time, when the silence of the isolation room was restored again, a pair of scarlet eyes flashed through the darkness, and then from the open door of this shelter there was the sound of beasts biting and chewing!

(PS: The restart of the lighting system inside the West African Research Institute is carried out one by one, and the automated virus cultivation experimental base is the first area to start the restart, so the "lights out" time in this area is a few minutes earlier than that of Team Alpha.) ）