Rebecca?
Luke looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl radiating youthful vitality.
She looked very petite, as if a gust of wind could knock her over.
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She was wearing a bulky tactical vest, the uniform of the medical officer for the Special Tactics Unit Bravo Team.
In addition, Luke also saw another female protagonist from the Resident Evil series.
She was Jill Valentine, a member of the Special Tactics Unit Alpha Team.
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[Anomaly detected: Rebecca, Jill, Chris, Wesker. Gained 400 Anomaly Points. Current Anomaly Points: 6800 / 7000.]
Albert Wesker? What kind of element has infiltrated this place?
Luke followed the red dot and saw a middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and sunglasses, looking perfectly respectable, standing at the front of the crowd.
"Officer, Alpha Team assembled!"
"Officer, Bravo Team assembled!"
Wesker nodded with a stern face, his gaze sweeping over all the members and lingering longest on the newcomer, Rebecca.
"This is an emergency mission. Everyone immediately prepare to depart for the Arklay Mountains to apprehend a serial killer and rescue the trapped victims..."
Wesker was going through his pre-mission routine when he suddenly felt a scrutinizing gaze.
Following the gaze, he met eyes with deep, abyssal eyes.
Wesker, who was always serious and humorless in front of outsiders, had a slight change in expression at that moment.
He confirmed the look in those eyes: this was someone he couldn't afford to provoke!
"Luke..."
All intelligence regarding Luke instantly flashed through Wesker's mind.
The greatest and most unprovokable Divine Being on Earth!
The Savior who had turned the tide multiple times during doomsday scenarios!
Alien Killer, Bane of Criminals, God of Gods... According to incomplete statistics, the number of aliens, humans, or bio-monsters killed by Luke had long exceeded ten million.
The small Raccoon City could not contain this great figure.
Realizing he couldn't fight him, Wesker quickly reviewed all the atrocious things he had done in the past.
He finally came to one conclusion: I am truly screwed!
Wesker desperately suppressed his internal terror, struggling to maintain his stony expression in front of his subordinates.
But as fellow elite soldiers, almost everyone noticed Wesker's lapse in composure.
Everyone felt confused for a moment.
Some began to look around and immediately spotted Luke and Ada Wong not far away.
Hmm? Why are there strangers here?
Was Wesker losing his composure because of these two people?
Who are they?
Wesker noticed the anomaly, coughed twice, and drew everyone's attention back to him.
His hands, clasped behind his back, skillfully operated his wrist device, and a phone rang.
Wesker motioned for everyone to be quiet, solemnly answered the phone, nodding occasionally, his expression grave, then slightly puzzled, and finally enlightened.
The Oscars owed Wesker a statuette.
"We just received an urgent notification: this mission is aborted. The missing hostages have been rescued by the local police, and the warrant for the serial killer Billy Coen has been revoked."
"What? Why was the warrant revoked?"
The Bravo Team leader asked, confused.
Wesker said, still expressionless, "Evidence suggests that Billy Coen was potentially framed by his superior. The case now requires reinvestigation."
"Everyone disband immediately!"
After speaking, Wesker turned and left as if nothing had happened, not waiting for anyone else to ask further questions.
Vaguely, Wesker could still feel that gaze.
I've been watching him... "Damn it! What are the intelligence agencies doing? How did Luke end up in Raccoon City!"
"No good, Umbrella is finished. It's time to consider switching allegiance."
Wesker thought of the Roxxon Energy Corporation; perhaps they would be a good employer.
"He's not right!"
Ada Wong's years of agent experience detected that something was wrong with Wesker.
"Before he answered the phone, his arms were shaking slightly, perhaps operating some kind of device."
"Although the subtle changes in his expression while answering the phone were quite perfect, they were excessive. This doesn't fit the cold persona suggested by his appearance and attire."
"Although he tried his best to hide his emotions, the moment he saw us, his demeanor stiffened slightly and became unnatural."
"It is highly likely that he knows our identities, or rather, your identity, and his position is opposed to ours."
"I can confirm that he is 80% likely to be Umbrella management, 10% likely to be middle or upper management at the Roxxon Energy Corporation, and 10% likely to be a simple bastard."
"Furthermore, by temporarily aborting the mission, he clearly knows the true objective of this mission, or rather, he is the mastermind behind this emergency operation and has the ability to influence the internal workings of the Police Department and even the Navy."
Ada Wong pulled up Billy Coen's intelligence.
He was originally a Navy Second Lieutenant who was court-martialed by his superior for the massacre of 23 people.
He was ultimately stripped of his military rank and sentenced to death.
But for unknown reasons, Billy Coen was sent to Raccoon City and disappeared in the Arklay Mountains area.
"Excellent analysis, mostly spot on!"
Luke nodded in satisfaction. As expected of Ada Wong, she could so quickly detect the abnormality of the Resident Evil major boss, Wesker.
Whether in the movie world or the game world, Wesker could be considered a highly important villain boss.
His reputation even surpassed that of the Umbrella founder.
Such a villain, whether in terms of charisma or cunning, far surpassed ordinary people.
Of course, the reason Ada Wong could deduce Wesker's identity was not only due to her multiple enhancements but, more importantly, because Luke's sudden appearance made it impossible for Wesker to remain calm.
No matter how cunning and tricky Wesker was, at this moment he was merely a double agent for Umbrella, barely counting as middle or upper management.
His boss, Spencer, and his own goal was to become an immortal God.
Yet what they were currently facing was their ultimate, long-sought goal: a God.
Resist a God? Absolutely impossible!
"Catch him."
Luke was not going to play games with Wesker.
Hearing this, Ada Wong released Luke's arm, which she had been holding, lightly stepped with her feet, and instantly leaped over a hundred meters.
The moment she moved, Wesker keenly sensed the activity behind him. Realizing he was exposed, he didn't even turn around, sprinting forward without hesitation!
There was a military helicopter there, equipment used by the Special Tactics Unit for field operations, which had already completed its pre-flight maintenance due to the previous mission preparations.
This was the only escape route Wesker could think of.
This scene stunned the other members of the Special Tactics Unit.
But quickly, everyone reacted and immediately aimed their guns at Ada Wong.
"Stop all your movements immediately, put your hands on your head and squat! Otherwise, we will shoot!"
Ada Wong ignored this completely.
Luke walked forward unhurriedly. His movements were subtle, yet they strangely drew everyone's attention.
"Everyone take a deep breath now, and remain calm."
"I don't want anyone getting hurt over this, okay?"
Luke spoke softly, very softly, yet everyone present inexplicably calmed down.
It wasn't that they didn't want to calm down, but that they were forced to.
Every step Luke took seemed to press down on their chests and throats, making them unable to breathe.
Only by trying their hardest to breathe deeply could they draw oxygen in the oppressive atmosphere.
"Who are you?"
The only person unaffected was the newcomer, Rebecca.
Luke smiled slightly at her. "Luke, or you can call me ...God!"
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