"The Raccoon City Police Department dispatched members of the Bravo Team to the Akeley Mountains for investigation, but unfortunately… they went missing, their radio signals failed, and almost no one responded.
Coupled with the huge explosion yesterday, the situation has become very serious, so the Raccoon City Police Department needs our Alpha Team to also investigate,"
"First, find out the source of last night's explosion.
Second, search for the missing Bravo Team members.
Third, investigate the serial murders in the Akeley Mountains.
These are the mission objectives.
If there are no objections, all members, board the plane immediately and depart!"
Under his cold sunglasses, Wesker spoke in a low, cold voice.
The remaining members of the Alpha Team didn't hesitate, shouting in unison: "Yes, sir!!!"
Then they picked up their equipment and boarded the plane.
Just like the Bravo Team before them, the Alpha Team members didn't seem to take this mission seriously.
They were still lightly equipped.
A small bulletproof vest, a walkie-talkie, a small pistol for everyone, and a few extra magazines and a dagger in their fanny packs and leg pouches were deemed sufficient.
No one would believe that fighting monsters in such a manner wouldn't lead to an early death.
"Buzz…"
"Da da da da da ————!!!"
Boarding the helicopter, the rapidly rotating propellers emitted a piercing roar.
All members of the Alpha Team were seated inside.
Compared to the Bravo Team, the Alpha Team led by Wesker had one less person, but fortunately, Alpha Team's overall combat strength was much higher than Bravo Team's.
For example, the team leader, Wesker.
Although he was currently a part-timer with various identities, his strength, having just merged with the Progenitor Virus, was still not to be underestimated.
Then there was Chris Redfield.
The famous male protagonist of the Resident Evil series, though slightly less popular than the flamboyant Leon, his frequent appearances in multiple works, formidable combat power, tough-guy exterior, and the special passive ability to 'kill teammates' made Chris a legitimate male protagonist of the Resident Evil series.
In contrast, Leon, who only appeared occasionally, became more of a guest male protagonist.
However… at this moment, Chris was still very green, not yet having grown into a muscular tough guy.
He was a relatively tall and lean young man with short hair, wearing a green police uniform and vest, somewhat like a 'fresh meat' idol.
It was hard to imagine how such a Chris would later evolve into a muscular tough guy, with arms as thick as balloons.
And on the other side, there was Jill Valentine, the dream girl of countless Resident Evil fans.
Her blue police cap, neat and refreshing single ponytail, deep and heroic eyes, coupled with her unapproachable cold face, made her the epitome of the original Resident Evil 'big sister' archetype.
Her blue tight long-sleeved shirt, white tight pants encasing her shapely long legs, and a pair of high-heeled combat boots, along with various holsters and a walkie-talkie wrapped around her, made for a perfect uniform temptation!
Within the entire Raccoon City Police Department, Jill could be said to be the object of admiration for countless male police officers.
It was just a pity… her cold and proud face deterred many people.
However… if one were to interact with her personally, they would discover that Jill wasn't that aloof; she would even smile sweetly when facing close friends like Chris and Barry.
Besides them, there was also the weapons expert Barry Burton, a mature and steady middle-aged man with a beard, resembling a caring old father.
He liked to wear red shirts and jackets and was also a long-time comrade-in-arms of Chris and Jill, almost talking about everything.
He specialized in weapon maintenance, and the weapon he held was the most powerful among them: a Magnum revolver.
In terms of preparation… Barry, as a weapons expert, was slightly better than the others, but only slightly, because one Magnum revolver was still not enough—!
Finally, there were two cannon fodder… Joseph Frost, a young man who liked to wear camouflage and a red bandana.
He was skilled in using shotguns and was directly transferred to the S.T.A.R.S by Wesker.
Because of his lively and cheerful personality, he was the team's mood maker, often lightening the atmosphere.
Coupled with his brave charges during missions, providing cover for teammates, he was highly trusted by other S.T.A.R.S members.
It was just a pity that due to his recklessness and underestimation of the enemy, he was bitten through the neck by a Doberman Zombie Dog shortly after entering the Akeley Mountains…
Brad Vickers—a timid and cautious guy who usually had no presence in the Alpha Team.
However, he had good talent and ability in piloting helicopters and other vehicles.
Later, when he saw the terrifying zombies in the Akeley Mountains, he decisively fled in the helicopter.
But fortunately, he still had a conscience, and at the end of the game, he returned with a large amount of weapons to support Chris and Jill and others… This guy was also very unlucky.
Because of the appeals and reports from Chris and Jill and others, attempting to expose the Umbrella Corporation's crimes, all S.T.A.R.S members were targeted for elimination.
He was hunted down by the Tyrant sent by Umbrella Corporation, impaled by the Tyrant's tentacles, and became an infected host for the Tyrant…
Chapter 2: Chasing Dogs Under the Moonlight
On the helicopter—Jill's shapely long legs were neatly placed, but her beautiful face held an unconscious pallor.
Her delicate brows were furrowed, and her eyes held an indescribable worry.
Yes… this serial murder case in the Akeley Mountains, coupled with the previous massive explosion in the mountains, the accidental derailment and attack on the Zodiac Train, and finally the complete disappearance of the Bravo Team… All these signs indicated that this incident was not simple.
Therefore, as a woman, Jill's sixth sense told her that this mission was full of danger—!
"Chris, Barry…"
"Do you think all these strange occurrences so far are just ordinary murder cases?"
Suddenly, Jill's beautiful eyes turned to her teammates, Chris and Barry, and she asked softly.
Chris and Barry had been comrades-in-arms before, and Barry, as an elder figure, had looked after the siblings Chris and Claire since they were young, so their bond was very deep.
As for Jill… she met them in S.T.A.R.S.
Jill's capable and generous nature, her meticulous and serious approach to missions, and her intelligent mind made Chris and Barry very fond of this woman who appeared cold on the outside but was actually very gentle on the inside.
The three were a very compatible team.
Therefore, whenever they discussed points of doubt in a mission, the three almost always discussed them together.
"I'm not sure…"
"But things shouldn't be that simple.
Although I haven't been to the Akeley Mountains, nor have I arrived at the explosion site in the Akeley Mountains immediately, the media's description of the serial murders is very suspicious.
Because the victims' bodies were covered with a lot of bite marks, and their skin was severely ulcerated,"
"That's not something ordinary wild beasts or cult organizations would do, because wild beasts and humans cannot bite and ulcerate human skin to that extent.
Instead, it looks like some kind of skin disease, and the bodies all emitted a strong foul odor,"
"It's not the stench of decaying corpses, but another smell.
If it were wild beasts, they wouldn't eat such corpses.
Also, there was a huge explosion in the Akeley Mountains yesterday, and some blurry video footage was transmitted, showing what looked like a building being blown up,"
"Therefore… I feel…"
Listening to Jill's question, Chris also frowned, showing the same opinion.
He also felt that this incident was full of doubts, but before he could continue his analysis, he was coldly interrupted by a stern voice:
"Quiet!
During the mission, don't speak unnecessarily—!"
"What the reason is, you'll know when we reach the destination.
Don't make wild guesses, be careful what you say…!"
Wesker, sitting in the co-pilot's seat of the helicopter, glanced at the three of them, Chris, who were analyzing with great seriousness, and immediately said coldly and ill-temperedly.
Then he turned his gaze back to the helicopter window, looking at the dark Akeley Mountains below, feeling a wave of helplessness in his heart.
Things had gotten too big now.
That bastard Marcus, it was bad enough he didn't die, but he actually sought revenge on the Umbrella Corporation with the Leech Queen T-Virus.
It was just too annoying.
Releasing so much virus outside had already made it impossible to continue concealing the Bio-weapon incident in Raccoon City.
It would be exposed sooner or later… So, Wesker had no choice but to switch allegiances first.
He was a smart man.
From the moment he was born, Wesker knew that the saying "a wise man submits to circumstances" suited him best.
The reason he had so many identities was simply to facilitate switching allegiances.
The Umbrella Corporation was in peril.
On the surface, there seemed to be no problem, but its collapse was only a matter of time.
Moreover, since Wesker had already obtained the Progenitor Virus, he no longer had much attachment to the Umbrella Corporation, so switching allegiance was a good choice.
And now… Wesker only needed to take these fools on the helicopter to the Mansion Villa.
Let these self-proclaimed elites help test the combat data of the experimental Tyrant.
Once he obtained the Tyrant's combat data, he would then fake his death and escape, taking the expensive and rare combat data to other companies, where he could still gain a considerable position.
Wesker's plan was indeed well-thought-out, but he never expected… there was an additional variable in this mission: Rebecca and Javier, who were still wandering in the dense forests of the Akeley Mountains.
"…"
On the other side, Chris, Jill, and Barry, after hearing their captain Wesker's reprimand, paused slightly in their expressions.
They immediately composed themselves, lowered their heads, and remained silent, waiting for their destination.
But in each other's eyes, Chris, Jill, and Barry were filled with helplessness and dissatisfaction.
However, this helplessness and dissatisfaction could not be expressed.
Who made Wesker their direct superior?
Furthermore, Wesker's temper and personality were already commonplace for Chris and the other two.
The only thing that felt unpleasant was that Wesker always interrupted their conversations at the most crucial moments.
Scold us if you want to, but can you at least let us finish discussing first… This was the most frustrating thing for Chris and the other two.
In response, Wesker, wearing his dark sunglasses, gave a cold look.
What a joke… If I wait until you finish discussing before scolding you, what authority would I, as captain, have left?
…
"Thump-thump-thump…"
"Thump-thump-thump…"
Deep in the dense forest of the Akeley Mountains, Javier and Rebecca were still wandering around.
Of course, they weren't lost; the Mansion Villa's location was very conspicuous, and they could enter it anytime if they wanted to.
The real problem that kept them there was the zombie monsters in the dense forest of the Akeley Mountains.
These wild beasts had been infected with the T-Virus, becoming exceptionally fierce and violent.
If left unchecked, these zombie beasts would indiscriminately attack passersby around the Akeley Mountains, leading to continuous casualties.
Therefore… to prevent this from happening, Javier and Rebecca decided to clear out the outer zombie beasts first before entering the Mansion Villa to investigate.
And now… Javier and Rebecca were busy chasing a few dogs.
Uh, yes, you heard right, they were a few dogs.
If it were the Umbrella Corporation, they would give these dogs some very domineering names like "Hellhounds," but for Javier and Rebecca, "Doberman Zombie Dogs" might be more fitting.
These Doberman Zombie Dogs were mutated from a group of well-trained Doberman Pinschers.
In the United States, Doberman Pinschers are commonly used as military dogs, while military dogs like German Shepherds and Labradors are slightly less preferred.
Of course, it's not that German Shepherds aren't strong enough, but Doberman Pinschers have a compact build, combining endurance and speed, along with strong attack power, which is why they are favored by many hunters, police officers, and soldiers in the United States.
But in terms of overall versatility compared to other countries, German Shepherds are still one of the most popular military dog breeds in the world.
These Doberman Zombie Dogs became even more aggressive after being infected with the T-Virus, and they also moved in packs, like wolves.
Their most common hunting method was to ambush from the front and back.
Once they hit a weak point, they would frantically pounce and bite.
However, due to the immense power of Javier and Rebecca's shotguns and large-caliber Magnums, these Doberman Zombie Dogs were somewhat intimidated, and they didn't dare to come out even after being chased by Javier and Rebecca for a long time—
"…"
"Huff… I can't run anymore.
These damn dogs run so fast, and they're zombies, yet still so agile?
Three or four dogs split up and run, one helps to distract, the others all escape, and they even occasionally hide in the woods, trying to ambush us?
Are these still Doberman Zombie Dogs?"
Panting heavily, Rebecca's small face was slightly flushed.
Holding an M1897 shotgun, she spoke with great helplessness.
Her small chest, though not large in scale, still rose and fell with her rapid breathing.
It was just a pity that Javier wasn't interested in small 'milk bottles'; if it were a 'big milk cow,' he might have had a feast for his eyes.
"No choice, it's an animal's instinct,"
"Even if they're infected with the virus and become Doberman Zombie Dogs, their hunting methods, trained into their DNA, definitely won't change.
Enough talk… let's rest for a bit.
If we really can't catch these beasts later, we don't need to chase them anymore.
It's getting late; we need to enter the Mansion Villa."
Looking up at the sky, Javier spoke softly.
It was already night, and the dark night sky covered them like a skirt.
It was now the timeline for the Resident Evil script to begin.
If they didn't go in soon, they would truly be dead.
However, just as Javier was about to spend the last few tens of minutes chasing these Doberman Zombie Dogs, a bloodcurdling scream suddenly came from the dark dense forest in the distance:
"Ah————!!!!"
"My neck, help me, damn it… damn it, those damn hounds, I…"
A series of urgent curses echoed through the silent Akeley Mountains forest.
But this hateful cursing didn't last long; it quickly subsided, just like a rock sinking to the bottom of the sea, completely silent.
"Oh no!"
"Go quickly and see.
Those Doberman Zombie Dogs must have attacked someone else.
But wasn't the Akeley Mountains reported by the media as very dangerous?
How could anyone still be coming in at this time!"
Hearing the scream, Javier and Rebecca exchanged glances.
Their expressions slightly changed, and they quickly ran towards the source of the sound, holding their weapons.
This was troublesome.
If bitten by a Doberman Zombie Dog, they would definitely be infected with the virus.
At that point, killing a living person with their own hands would be a very difficult task.
…However—