Clearing the dungeon would be a breeze.
So, after understanding the situation, Javier didn't seem that impulsive. Instead, he was much calmer; after all, since there was no threat to him, he could take his time.
"What—?!"
"Releasing poison gas... could it be those people who manufactured the virus have caught up? Do they know I've developed a vaccine antidote?!"
However,
Compared to Javier's calmness, Rebecca on the side was much more panicked, hurriedly standing up.
Seeing the vaccine gun syringe stored on one side of the office, Rebecca didn't hesitate. She quickly shut down the computer and removed the USB drive data.
She took out a backpack from the drawer below and packed everything into it, then walked quickly to the device storing the vaccine gun.
Opening the device, she took out all the vaccine reagents inside.
Holding only one injection gun, she stuffed it into the backpack, then took out several gas masks from a nearby cabinet and handed them to Javier and Sissy Becky, saying:
"Sorry, Javier, I've dragged you into this!"
"Those people are likely coming for me. We must leave here immediately. I'll notify the government and BSAA people to handle it, but for now... I can only trouble you to flee with me."
A look of deep guilt appeared on her face.
Rebecca apologized to Javier.
Suddenly running into this kind of thing indeed made Rebecca feel quite helpless.
The nice hosted dinner was gone, replaced by a flight for survival; it was simply too frustrating.
Fortunately, Rebecca had combat experience from being in the S.T.A.R.S squad in her early years, so her psychological resilience remained good.
She quickly calmed down and was no longer so at a loss.
Looking at the gas mask in his hand,
Javier originally wanted to say he didn't need it, but seeing that both Rebecca and Sissy Becky had put theirs on, Javier could only reluctantly put his on as well.
With the T-Virus and G-Virus in his body, he was immune to these derivative viruses, just like Jake injecting the J'avo demon potion.
He would only devour these viruses into his body, but to avoid surprising the two of them too much, Javier still reluctantly put on the gas mask.
"Wait, Rebecca,"
"Let me ask, so many years have passed, are your training standards from the S.T.A.R.S squad back in Raccoon City still maintained? You haven't turned into a weak little girl, have you?"
Just as Rebecca and Sissy Becky put on their gas masks and were about to open the door to leave, Javier suddenly spoke up to stop Rebecca, teasing her with a mischievous tone.
At the same time, he extended a standard handshake encouragement gesture; this was the motivational move they often used when they were S.T.A.R.S partners back in Raccoon City.
This awakened many memories for Rebecca, immediately causing this tsundere girl to raise her chin high again and snort coldly:
"Humph, of course not—!"
Volume 10: Resident Evil Village, Vendetta: Chapter 5: I am as Confident as Wesker
To be honest,
Having not fought for nearly ten years, Rebecca was actually very nervous deep down.
Because she knew that in these ten-plus years, she hadn't maintained any formal training at all, at most just going for runs.
Occasionally, she would go to a local shooting range to fire a few shots just to reminisce about her time in the S.T.A.R.S squad.
Therefore, having to suddenly start fighting now,
It would definitely be a lie to say Rebecca wasn't nervous.
But in front of Javier,
She couldn't lose her momentum, so she could only defiantly raise her chin, guiltily claiming she had no problems.
But in reality,
Rebecca's current combat capability was indeed very weak.
Because in the plot of the original movie, Rebecca was directly attacked by a zombie transformed from a colleague.
She had almost no room to fight back.
She was knocked to the floor, and only after seeing a fallen fire extinguisher in the corner did she use it to hammer the zombie to death; otherwise, she would have been in grave danger.
So in a sense,
Rebecca was indeed a weak beautiful girl now. Expecting her to maintain combat capability like Jill and have the ability to protect herself was basically very difficult.
And regarding this,
Rebecca also felt very helpless. She had plunged headlong into the field of biology and experimental Institutes over these years.
It goes without saying how exhausting this field of study was; she had to stare at experimental data every day, with very few holidays.
Furthermore, she was mentally exhausted to death.
Where would she find the time to maintain training?
Thus, over time, Rebecca just let herself go. After all, being skilled in both the pen and the sword is not that easy; to choose the pen, one must abandon the sword, and vice versa.
"Seeing you so confident, I'm relieved,"
"Since that's the case, we're going to open the door and rush out now. Get ready!"
Looking at Rebecca's tsundere yet guilty expression, Javier knew this girl's true situation; most of it was just being stubborn.
After all, ten-plus years had passed.
Having been stuck in the lab all the time, it was already good enough that Rebecca hadn't fallen ill; as for maintaining training, that was simply impossible.
Because one must know,
When she left S.T.A.R.S, Rebecca was only 18 years old, only 6 years older than the Blond-haired girl Sherry in his own home.
Because in the same year, 1998 in Raccoon City, Sherry was only about 12-13 years old when she first appeared, and now it was almost the end of 2013 approaching 2014.
One was a young woman in her twenties almost hitting thirty,
The other was a thirty-something loli with a youthful face and no large chest. Over such a long period, there was no way Rebecca maintained any training.
"No problem—!"
Upon hearing Javier's plan to open the door,
Rebecca and Sissy Becky behind her instantly showed nervous expressions, but they quickly suppressed their nervousness and hurried to reply.
In their hands at this moment, some weapons had already appeared; they were office coat racks. After removing the base and the branching hooks,
They turned into handy wooden sticks,
Which could serve as weapons. As for the Sissy Becky, he was holding a small fruit knife, likely brought along when fruit was delivered earlier, but unfortunately, this thing wasn't of much use.
Javier, on the other hand, didn't need to carry anything at all.
He was now as confident as Wesker, preferring to fight people with his bare hands.
Coupled with the powerful viruses in his body, he didn't fear the biting of zombies, making him even more unscrupulous.
Even if he wanted to take a weapon,
He had a storage room full of firearms and ammunition in his space to choose from, but Javier still didn't like using them.
His arms could grow bone blades at any time and anywhere, just like Kimimaro of the Kaguya (Takechi) Clan in a certain Naruto anime.
Growing bony weapons to fight,
These were abilities granted by the bio-virus, just like the long, sharp claws that Lickers and Tyrants suddenly grow.
Through rapid metabolism, the growth of these substances could be promoted,
And these bony weapons were often even harder and sharper. Therefore, Javier didn't need weapons; he had plenty of weapons on his body.
*Click—!!!*
Without the slightest hesitation,
Javier quickly twisted the office door handle. With a crisp sound, the office door swung open,
And what met the eye was a dim corridor,
As well as a wave of yellow-green poison gas rushing toward them. If they hadn't been wearing gas masks, they would indeed have been infected instantly.
*Heh heh heh heh...!!!!!*
Besides the yellow-green poison gas, several stiff zombies were wandering in the dim corridor,
Continuously emitting low gasps from their mouths, heads hanging low, looking just like drug addicts who had consumed drugs.
No... it should be said that zombies were more like addicts.
After all, humans cannot imagine things they haven't seen. This zombie thing was inspired by the free American people from the addicts in Philadelphia.
After all, Philadelphia is also known as the City of Zombies,
The Capital of Chaos; the prototype of the famous Gotham City came from here, and it's almost as famous as Florida, which doesn't keep idle people.
The familiar gasping sounds gave Rebecca and Sissy Becky a start. The former hadn't been in contact with zombies for a long time,
So her system's master board hadn't adjusted its sensitivity yet, while the latter was in contact with zombies for the first time and was naturally terrified.
However,
Javier was very familiar with these old friends. It was somewhat laughable because Javier's usual social interactions weren't frequent;
He mostly stayed in his bay villa, which meant that besides a few familiar friends and relatives, the faces Javier saw the most were these various kinds of zombies.
Conversely, he hadn't seen many living people. Therefore, Javier had already become accustomed to these zombies. Even if he were to wake up in the middle of the night, open his eyes, and instantly see a zombie's rotting face,
Javier's expression would definitely not be one of horror or fear,
But rather a calm greeting.
After all, dealing with these zombies every day had numbed the neural sensitivity in his head; besides calmness, nothing else remained.
*Heh heh heh heh...!!!!*
However,
Even though they had already held their breath, these zombies still noticed them. As mentioned before,
For zombies infected with the animality virus, the only way they can distinguish behavior is through the strains within the body to tell friend from foe.
Those with the same infectious strain will not be attacked,
Including those injected with the inactivated strain. Therefore, people like Rebecca and Javier, who had neither the strain nor the vaccine injection,
Would only be immediately regarded as targets for attack.
This didn't require any so-called visual or olfactory detection; they knew it just by sensing it, so there was no use in hiding.
*Roar roar roar roar roar—!!!!!*
Thus, the moment they saw the three living people, Javier, Rebecca, and Becky, the zombies in the dim corridor all raised their heads,
Fixing their pale, hideous faces on them. Their flesh wasn't rotting, but the corners of their mouths were stained with blood; there was no doubt they had already feasted on flesh.
Consequently, they became incredibly violent.
The moment they saw living beings, they immediately roared and lunged forward,
Instantly shedding their previously stiff bodies; at this moment, they were incredibly agile and swift, like a nimble leaping sika deer.
"Run...!!!"
Seeing this scene, Sissy Becky was instantly startled. After letting out a scream, he hurriedly threw away the fruit knife in his hand,
Pulled at Rebecca's wrist beside him, and hurried toward the entrance of the Institute. Those kinds of terrifying zombies—
He didn't want to become their meal.
After all, monsters like zombies had been popularized ever since the bio-virus came out. Although New York had never had a Resident Evil outbreak,
Sissy Becky had already seen the ferocity of these monsters in videos hundreds of times. As long as there were many of them, they could immediately devour a living person like a pack of wolves,
Not even giving them the chance to be infected into a zombie.
Only some remains would be left, so Sissy Becky didn't want to become those devoured remains; this outcome was much more terrifying than being infected into a zombie.
"Javier—?!"