Beyond his exclamation, William's expression became even more solemn than before, because he knew what was inside those tumors.
"Hunter."
In the game, it was a large infected creature created by Elizabeth Green.
It possesses pink, shiny, smooth, and highly defensive skin.
Skilled at crawling, with sharp claws on its forelimbs, it can tear through the main armor of a main battle tank.
Just a few of them could pose a significant threat to the formidable protagonist, Mercer.
And now.
Through observations from drones in the sky and reports from the Marine Corps on the ground, it was learned that fast-moving and powerful infected individuals had already appeared.
Furthermore, these infected individuals would not attack certain specific civilians; instead, they would carry, hold, or lift these civilians and forcibly take them to the Red Zone.
Elizabeth Green's goal was obvious.
She would also select humans with excellent genes to infect them, turning them into Hunters to create a berserk army of her own.
But! Reality is not a game.
"If you're poor, use tactical infiltration; if you're rich, blow it all to hell."
This saying resonated deeply with William.
Umbrella is not short on money, and certainly not short on shells and missiles. Before conducting containment operations, they would blast the hell out of them first.
Being able to use money to ensure the safety of Umbrella Soldiers is worth more than anything.
Life is priceless, and you only get one.
What about the economic losses caused by the shelling?
Buy it.
It just so happens that the layout of Manhattan needs to be replanned anyway.
As I said before, money is not an issue.
The only thing left that worries William is whether Halsey can develop the vaccine?
A vaccine is something money can't buy...
William pulled back his wandering thoughts and turned his head to look at Halsey beside him, wanting to ask what she thought.
He saw that the girl's brows were tightly furrowed, staring at the screen not far ahead, her eyes blank, seemingly lost in deep thought.
William knew this was what Halsey looked like when she had inspiration, so he didn't disturb her, just waited quietly.
Taking this opportunity.
William was also trying hard to recall the game's plot.
He remembered that in the game, there was a Blackwatch Captain named Robert Cross who injected Mercer with some kind of "antidote" or "parasite."
Later, Mercer also injected the antidote into Elizabeth Green's body.
But the antidote was ineffective against Green.
She even spat out the mixture of the antidote and her blood, giving birth to a Super Hunter with the ability to assimilate, imitate, and transform.
The Super Hunter even devoured and disguised itself as Captain Cross in the later stages, becoming the final Boss.
It seems the Blackwatch antidote didn't have much effect on Green; after all, she carried at least fourteen types of viruses in her body.
However.
William also remembered that in the later stages of the game, military Bases were equipped with a certain red chemical Agent, sprayed into the air in the form of steam.
It could clear the remaining viruses on the ground and in the air, posing a fatal threat to infected individuals, the protagonist Mercer, and Green, but was completely harmless to humans.
If a vaccine is created by then, William could remind Halsey to develop this Agent as well.
"Boss, Dr."
The supervisor stood up from his seat and came before William and Halsey to report:
"The local Engineering Team on Long Island has completed the construction of the temporary laboratory, and it is ready for Dr. Halsey to use at any time.
At the same time, the Vulture team has also returned to the airport and is undergoing secondary disinfection by the Technicians."
"Mm." William nodded, signaling that he already knew.
Immediately after, he turned to Halsey, who had just returned to reality from her deep thought, and reminded her:
"Let's go, let's go meet those Agents."
"Oh." Halsey raised her hand to rub her tired eyes, then followed behind her boss and left the Command Center.
The Alphas guarding outside immediately gathered around them and walked outward together.
On the way.
"How is it? Do you have any ideas?" William asked tentatively.
"I have some leads." Halsey trotted to William's side, walking shoulder-to-shoulder, and smiled:
"But for the specifics, I need to obtain the two samples for analysis before I can confirm my hypothesis."
Hearing Halsey's words, a smile finally appeared on William's face.
As long as she has leads, then there should be a high probability of developing the so-called vaccine.
This is perhaps the magic of Halsey; she can give William an inexplicable sense of security.
Soon, they arrived outside the temporary laboratory building.
It was a square, two-story container-style structure, and the red and white Umbrella logo was plastered on its white outer wall.
As expected of the Umbrella Engineering Team.
Swift.
As for the Agents who had already undergone secondary disinfection, they had all changed into uniform Umbrella military uniforms and were chatting with each other in front of the laboratory building.
The atmosphere had a feeling of having survived a disaster; it was cheerful and relaxed, forming a sharp contrast to the coldness and heaviness before the operation.
Because they all came back alive!
A young Agent holding a silver sealed box, upon seeing the arrival of William and the others, quickly alerted them:
"The Boss and the Dr. are here, stop slacking off!"
"Yes!" The Agents immediately stopped talking and stood at attention.
When William walked up to the young Agent, glanced at his name tag, a kind smile—his specialty—appeared on his face, and he praised:
"Staff Sergeant Hogan, thank you for your heroic actions, which allowed the company to obtain the key items in the first instance."
"This is our duty, and besides, we are all New Yorkers, Boss." Even Hogan could hardly hide the excitement in his heart.
Because in the eyes of the Agents, as long as the mission is completed and they return safely, the chances of saving their hometown will increase.
Laboratory First Floor;
Inside a square transparent sealed isolation room, several robotic arms were set up on both sides of the floor; they were controlled by someone to open the sealed silver box placed on the central table.
Two containers holding red gas and liquid were lying quietly inside the box.
Then, the robotic arms picked up the two containers, placed them into two robotic arms equipped with slots, and evacuated them.
A few minutes later, Laboratory Second Floor;
Here, there was all the equipment Halsey needed; the space was bright, and the Engineering Team had thoughtfully prepared a simple bed for her to rest during all-nighters.
She was sitting behind a computer, carefully watching the analysis results of the two samples.
William also pulled up a wheeled chair and sat down, patiently waiting beside Halsey.
"Whew..." At this moment, Halsey suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and the usual confident smile appeared on her face.
Seeing this.
William leaned closer to her and asked: "What have you discovered?"
"Mm-hmm~" Halsey turned her chair to face William, reached out, tapped her boss on the forehead, and said:
"Both samples brought back by the Agents contain a type of RNA retrovirus, which is the root cause of the Manhattan citizens' mutation."
"Retrovirus?"
William squinted his eyes, leaned back against the chair, and asked: "I remember you said the t-virus... is also an RNA retrovirus, right?"
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