However, just as Wesker was still reveling, thinking about how to continue tormenting Chris's sister, Claire, a deafeningly loud gunshot suddenly rang out—so loud, in fact, that it could hardly be called a gunshot; likening it to a cannon would not be an exaggeration.
From a hundred meters away, a bullet thicker than a thumb suddenly erupted from the barrel, carrying a terrifying air current, and fiercely struck towards Wesker's arm!
"Crack… Splat—!!!"
With almost no surprise, Wesker's hand, which was tightly gripping Claire, was instantly broken.
First came the sound of bone shattering, followed by the sound of the entire arm being penetrated.
His entire forearm was sent flying dozens of meters away.
Wesker's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated dozens of meters, looking extremely displeased at his broken arm, fine sweat beading on his forehead.
At the same time, his sinister gaze swept towards the direction of the gunshot.
The person who fired the shot had no intention of hiding.
He slowly emerged from the shadows, clad in a black, tight-fitting combat suit, with an M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle slung across his back, and a tall, masked woman following behind him.
The newcomers were Javier and Lisa, and it was the M82A1 sniper rifle on Javier's back that had just shattered Wesker's arm.
This anti-materiel sniper rifle can be said to be one of the most powerful sniper rifles.
It is more than sufficient to deal with Wesker at his current stage, after all… at this moment, Wesker has only acquired a superhuman physique, not any so-called additional powers.
He possesses neither the tenacious regenerative ability of the G Virus nor the flame-spewing magic of the T-Veronica Virus.
Therefore, Wesker's Progenitor Virus, in a sense, merely balances his various attributes, and at this stage, without perfect fusion, he is still very easy to deal with.
"…"
"Javier…!!!!"
The moment he saw Javier, Wesker's face instantly became exceptionally twisted, and he gritted his teeth, enunciating each word.
If Chris was merely his archenemy, then Javier could be said to be one of the enemies he most wanted to kill in his life.
After all, compared to Chris, Javier was the one he truly detested.
"…"
"Damn it, you're also here to find the T-Veronica Virus, aren't you?! I won't let you ruin my plans again, just you wait!"
Looking at his already broken arm, Wesker cursed with a distorted expression, then prepared to leave the area.
His regenerative ability was not as outrageous as the G Virus, which could quickly regrow an arm; he would need at least several tens of minutes.
Therefore, Wesker, with one arm already broken, knew he was no match for Javier and decisively chose to temporarily escape.
After all, it wouldn't be too late to settle the score once he had recovered.
With that, Wesker was about to turn and leave, but how could Javier give Wesker such an opportunity?
"Lisa!"
"Don't let him leave so easily! Break his other arm too."
Without any hesitation, Javier directly commanded Lisa beside him.
Back at the Mansion Villa, Wesker had escaped through feigned death, but this time he wouldn't be so lucky.
He knew Wesker was incredibly fast, capable of creating afterimages when escaping, but Javier at least wanted him to leave behind a few more "parts."
"Whoosh—!!!"
Upon hearing the order, Lisa also didn't hesitate.
She once again drew the thin blade from her waist and charged towards Wesker.
She clearly recognized who Wesker was.
She had thought she had completely killed Wesker back at the Mansion Villa, but she hadn't expected that it was merely an illusion, and he was still alive now.
Facing one of her enemies, Lisa showed no mercy.
She instantly arrived in front of Wesker, raising the thin blade high in her hand and slashing down fiercely, attempting to cleave Wesker's head in two from top to bottom.
"Clang—!"
"Clang—!"
Seeing this, Wesker immediately drew the dagger from his waist to block, and sparks flew as the dagger and thin blade collided fiercely.
The power from Lisa's thin blade startled Wesker; he seemed to have recognized who the woman in front of him was—it was Lisa, the "universal experimental subject" whom he and William had once called a walking medicine cabinet.
Back at the Mansion Villa… he had almost managed to deal with Javier, but he was intercepted midway by this person.
And now, in just a few months, her fusion with the G-Virus had progressed so quickly, it was simply unimaginable—!
Chapter 11: Tyrant T-078
While marveling at the rapid progress of Lisa's fusion with the G-Virus, Lisa had no intention of letting Wesker off easily.
A thin blade swung rapidly, its white slashes wildly ravaging everything around, even cutting deep gashes into the floor.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!"
"Clang clang clang—!!!"
Facing such a swift attack, Wesker seemed somewhat unable to parry.
He had already had one arm broken, and although it was slowly recovering at this moment, there was undoubtedly not enough time.
More importantly, Lisa's strength was even greater than he had imagined.
His short, thin dagger simply couldn't withstand a few more attacks; cracks had already begun to appear on it.
Wesker had not anticipated encountering two troublesome opponents like Javier and Lisa when he arrived, so he hadn't prepared any special weapons.
Now, he was truly in trouble.
"Damn it, I can't keep fighting like this, I need to retreat quickly."
Feeling the throbbing soreness in his wrist, Wesker muttered to himself, then, taking advantage of Lisa's distraction, he suddenly threw his nearly broken dagger towards Javier behind him.
This startled Lisa, who was busy fighting.
She glanced behind her, somewhat distracted, not wanting Javier to be harmed, but this played right into Wesker's scheme.
While Lisa was distracted, Wesker pulled a flashbang from his waist and threw it at Lisa's feet.
With a muffled "bang," a burst of white starlight exploded, and a piercing sonic boom swept outwards.
Lisa instinctively covered her eyes and ears, the intense white light and sound blast causing her to fall into a dazed, stunned state, losing her combat ability for a time.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wesker decisively fled.
Javier hadn't expected his tried-and-true trick to be used against him by Wesker one day; it was quite amusing.
However, was escaping really that easy?
"Click—!"
Javier instantly raised his M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle.
Lisa was stunned, yes, but he wasn't.
The crosshairs in his scope firmly locked onto one of Wesker's thighs.
Just as he was about to disappear from view, Javier instantly pulled the trigger!
"Bang!"
"Boom——!!!!"
With an explosive roar, the thick bullet shot out, carrying incredibly powerful airflow and immense kinetic energy, swiftly hurtling towards Wesker's thigh.
"Crack—!"
"Splat…!"
The moment the bullet struck Wesker's thigh, he felt his body jolt, his thigh go numb, and the sound of bone shattering.
Then, one of his lower legs felt empty, followed by a searing, heart-wrenching pain.
Although he possessed a superhuman body, it didn't mean he felt no pain, especially when ambushed, which naturally prevented him from dodging.
"Javier…!!!"
Wesker, with one leg broken, turned his head to look at Javier, who was holding the M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle, his eyes filled with intense fury.
They had already forged a mortal enmity.
If he had the chance, Wesker swore he would tear Javier into a million pieces to vent his rage.
But even so, Wesker had no intention of giving up his escape.
With just one leg, his speed was still incredibly fast.
In a few leaps, disregarding the blood splattered on the ground, Wesker's figure instantly vanished from everyone's sight.
…
Wesker had temporarily been driven away.
Javier and Lisa turned to Claire and Steve and asked, "How are you two? Are you alright? Have you been bitten by any zombies?"
Seeing Javier come to her rescue so quickly, Claire's worried face immediately brightened with joy.
This was a huge relief.
With Javier and this monster girl, Lisa, Claire was a hundred percent certain they could escape this cursed place.
"I'm fine," Claire exclaimed excitedly.
"You came just in time. Aside from a little soreness and some superficial scratches, I'm basically unharmed. You can rest assured about that.
By the way, thank you so much, I can finally escape this dreadful place safely."
However, Javier quickly poured a bucket of cold water on her enthusiasm:
"Don't… business is business.
I don't save people for free.
Can't you find your brother Chris's whereabouts?
Remember to have him transfer a few tens of thousands of dollars to my account next time, just as a token of appreciation.
As good brothers, I'll even give him a discount."
"But, speaking of which, who is this kid? Your new little follower?"
Without any mercy, Javier once again pressed the issue of compensation.
This left Claire extremely speechless; she had never seen such a greedy man.
"This kid's name is Steve.
He's not my little follower; he's a survivor trapped on this prison island just like me.
We've been helping each other to survive until now.
His parents are both dead; his mother was killed by the Umbrella Corporation, and his father was infected with the virus and turned into a zombie.
He's a very pitiful child."
But even so, Claire still earnestly explained to Javier:
"Also, I don't know who led an army to bomb this island, destroying a large number of buildings and bases, causing the bio-monsters inside to escape.
We must leave here quickly, or this place will soon become the next Raccoon City."
Of course, there was no need to guess who led the army to bomb the prison island; it was undoubtedly Wesker.
Now their only goal was to find Alfred; their true purpose was to let him lead Javier and the others to the Antarctica Research Institute.
"Is that so?"
"In that case, let's get moving!"
With that, Javier led Claire and Steve towards the castle, not forgetting to distribute some firearms and ammunition to the two of them.
He also plastered Claire's body with numerous bandages; these things had an excellent recovery effect, comparable to the green herbs in games.
Meanwhile, Alfred, hiding in the castle, seemed to have anticipated someone attacking the castle and had already begun setting up various traps inside.
He would not allow these scoundrels to ruin his reunion with his sister Alexia.
This was a fantasy he had endured for nearly a decade, and he didn't want it to shatter and vanish like foam at this moment…!
…
"Thump thump thump…!!!"
"Thump thump thump…!!!"
"Thump thump thump…!!!"
Urgent footsteps echoed.
Javier quickly led the group to the castle.
Compared to the Mansion Villa, this castle, where the siblings Alexia and Alfred resided, was likely much smaller, which made it easier for Javier and his team to search for Alfred's whereabouts.
However, what Javier never expected was that Alfred was even bolder than they had imagined.
Before Javier and his team could go and apprehend him, he instead delivered himself to them, hiding inside the siblings' private room.
Javier and the others unsuspectingly walked in.
But the next second, a kicking sound instantly came from inside the closet in the private room.
Alfred, dressed in a purple female gown, burst out, holding a sniper rifle aimed at Javier, and instantly pulled the trigger.
But unfortunately… as mentioned before, this guy was a voice actor and a master of disguise, but definitely not a sharpshooter, as evident from his previous "sunset red" shooting at Claire and Steve.
Seeing this, Javier and the others quickly told everyone to duck and dodge.
After missing his shot, Javier quickly drew the Desert Eagle from his thigh and instantly fired a shot at Alfred.
The shot came unexpectedly.
"Bang—!!!"
The bullet hit Alfred's arm, shattering his bone.
The intense pain made Alfred involuntarily let out a scream, then he scurried into a hidden passage within the private room without looking back, disappearing from everyone's sight.
"…"
"Was that Alfred just now? Or Alexia…?"
Seeing this, Claire beside him couldn't help but ask, confused.
There was no way around it; one moment it was Alfred, the next it was Alexia.
This "clone technique" had her utterly bewildered, and she couldn't tell who was who anymore.
"That was Alfred…!"