Hector Hivers repeatedly used bombs for pranks during his military career, leading to him being sent to military court without remorse. Undeniably, his talent with explosives was outstanding; he could easily modify various bombs to possess immense power.
Christine Yamata, twenty-eight years old, yet her appearance remained that of an eighteen-year-old. She harbored an extreme, obsessive fervor for serology, always using prisoners, animals, and even herself for experiments, completely without remorse.
Field doctor Michaela Schneider, thirty-four years old, unmarried. She possessed deep expertise in surgical techniques, often performing operations without anesthesia, which frequently led to severe consequences and her subsequent dismissal.
Vladimir Bodrovski, a Cold War spy, was recruited by Umbrella. Given his talents, he was also used to monitor Eddie Cai's Delta Team's every move.
The final assassin was poached by Eddie Cai from Sergei's subordinates. This was a special forces operative whose combat capabilities were no less than Hunk's!
It took three days to assemble the Delta Team and arrange all these individuals. Although it took a considerable amount of time, the effort was well worth it.
Ding-dong, the doorbell of the villa rang; Jill had arrived. Dressed in a practical combat suit, with a semi-automatic pistol Eddie Cai had given her hanging at her waist, she looked quite heroic and spirited.
"Hey, Jill, I'm so glad you could make it." Eddie Cai smiled and shook her hand. The heroine of Resident Evil was indeed stunningly beautiful, both pretty and strong-willed. She could fight off thugs and contend with mistresses—wasn't this the perfect woman?
"I hope I haven't come at an awkward time. Oh, who are those people?" Jill looked at the Delta Team training in the courtyard. Guided by her instinct as a strong individual, she could sense that those people also possessed the strength of elite special forces.
"That's my personal protection team. Didn't you want to see my villa? Come on, let's take a look together," Eddie Cai invited.
The two had a cup of coffee and chatted. Jill always felt that the man in front of her was like a mist, difficult to see clearly. She had a slight suspicion that he might be connected to the disappearance cases in the Arklay Mountains.
"Eddie Cai, do you know about the disappearances in the Arklay Mountains? Mostly picnicking couples and some tourists," Jill's expression became very serious.
"I know, but didn't your chief Irons say that it was all some unknown cult activity? He's already clearing out those cult members," Eddie Cai pretended not to know. He didn't want to get involved; heaven knew how many terrifying bio-monsters were waiting in the Executive Training Center and the Mansion.
Before getting serum enhancements, it was best not to go to those places. If he died, he wouldn't even know if anyone would send a wreath.
"But there's something very wrong with it, don't you think? And you live so close. Aren't you worried at all?" Jill pressed further, trying to awaken the man's sense of crisis.
"Are you worried about me?" Eddie Cai smiled.
"Yes, I'm worried about you," Jill nodded.
"Don't worry, my dear, I'm fine, and this place will be impregnable. As for you, you need to strengthen your training; you must be strong yourself. I will also have things I need your help with, but it's not convenient to say more now," Eddie Cai smiled, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.
Jill's beautiful eyes narrowed. Was that Morse code? It seemed to be saying that he was being monitored and it was not convenient to say too much. "All right, I'll take your advice."
"If anything happens, you can call me anytime, and I'll help you with whatever I can. Actually, I had a dream last night. Do you know what kind of dream it was?" Eddie Cai looked into the distance.
"What dream?" Jill asked curiously.
"I dreamed we got married and had a few children," Eddie Cai laughed heartily.
"You're quite the dreamer!" Jill said, speechless. She wasn't an infatuated woman; she just had a slight liking for him, after all, a modified firearm also proved his worth.
Meanwhile, in the underground laboratory of Raccoon City, the brilliant serologist William Birkin was researching his magnum opus, the G-Virus, which had potential beyond the T-Serum!
"Look, Spencer actually sent me an assistant, and he's a distant relative of Marcus. Does he think he can get the G-Virus from me this way?" William Birkin sneered. He scoffed at the idea that someone had extensive research on serums. No one could be smarter than him, not even Alexia!
"I don't think so. This Eddie Cai seems to be investigating Marcus's death. We can make good use of him. Even the smartest person needs a good assistant and cannon fodder," Wesker, wearing sunglasses, said coldly.
"You say use him? I don't even know what you're thinking. Well, you're better at this kind of thing, so I'll grudgingly accept him," William Birkin shook his head.
"You'd best have a backup plan. The Umbrella ship has sailed too long," Wesker adjusted his sunglasses.
"I've already contacted the military. Spencer is going too far, always demanding my serum data. That's my research; why should he take it? That old man definitely has other schemes!" William Birkin roared in anger.
Being able to discuss their respective backup plans showed how good their relationship was.
"I'm about the same, but I'm looking for other companies," Wesker nodded. He had huge doubts about Spencer, especially the experimental leak in the Arklay Mountains, which further solidified his desire to leave. At Umbrella, there was always a guy named Sergei who targeted him!
Chapter 5: Dr. Annette Birkin!
"Watch out!" Eddie Cai suddenly pulled Jill aside as a Zombie Dog suddenly leaped out of the bushes. Wolf Mom LUPO, who was guarding them, immediately opened fire, blowing the head off the incredibly disgusting, rotting Zombie Dog with a single shot.
"What is that thing?" Jill's legs still felt a bit weak after seeing the ferocious-looking Zombie Dog. If she hadn't been well-trained, she probably would have collapsed to the ground. Fear is inevitable when facing something strange and terrifying.
"I don't know, maybe some strange creature. It smells awful; it seems to have been dead for a while. This place is dangerous, let's go back for now, we'll explore next time," Eddie Cai frowned, having had his arm around Jill from the start, though she didn't seem to notice.
Jill coughed, "You're right, this place is dangerous. I'm really worried about your safety. Thank you for just now!"
"You're welcome. How can we not help each other, being boyfriend and girlfriend?" Eddie Cai laughed heartily.
"This... isn't it too fast?" Jill frowned. She felt like she was being rushed into something.
"No, it's normal. We're taking it step by step. Others meet today and marry tomorrow. I'll take you back first. If you go on a mission later, remember to tell me. Things seem a bit restless lately, and I'm very worried about you," Eddie Cai said, frowning at the undulating mountain range.
"Thank you," Jill didn't know what to say. She needed to calm down. She was supposed to investigate the bizarre murders in the Arklay Mountains, but how did she end up getting involved herself?
After taking Jill back to her Raccoon City apartment with LUPO, Eddie Cai didn't choose to go up to the apartment for coffee. That wasn't realistic; Jill wasn't that kind of casual woman.
"Shall we find a cafe and sit down for coffee?" Eddie Cai asked his bodyguard, LUPO.
"I am only responsible for protecting your safety," LUPO said expressionlessly.
The two arrived at a cafe. Eddie Cai ordered two coffees and sat on the second floor, looking at the bustling commercial street. It was still vibrant with commercial activity, bringing in large sums of golden paper money every day.
"I think we need to talk. You saw what happened today; that was a biohazard incident! In the future, we will face many, many such monsters," Eddie Cai said seriously.
"I know. From the documentation, I saw the core training facility, which has specialized training for special weapons. Perhaps it's for dealing with these monsters. I don't care about these things; you give me money, and I'll do the job," LUPO nodded, her expression still calm. Every move of a mature woman was full of intellectual beauty.
"Trust me, I will give you the best treatment. I've been pretending to be foolish for over twenty years, and now that I have an opportunity, I won't miss it. And because I've experienced the coldness of human nature and the fickleness of the world, I know the value of loyalty. I'm sure when you were imprisoned, many relatives pretended not to know you!" Eddie Cai smiled.
Eddie Cai's words resonated with LUPO; perhaps their experiences had a strikingly similar quality.
"Just tell me your plan," LUPO's expression changed slightly.
"I need you to take control of the Delta Team and truly make it your own. Vladimir Bodrovski is an Umbrella spy, meant to monitor me. I need your loyalty. I can't act directly, so you can lead the entire team in my place. I will give you whatever you need. I need your absolute loyalty," Eddie Cai said with a serious expression.
"I hate betrayal!" LUPO frowned.
"I know, and so do I. I promise I will never abandon you. You can even rebuild a new family!" Eddie Cai picked up his coffee and took a sip.
"You? You still need more training!" LUPO suddenly laughed, a gentle, slightly stunning laugh, full of mature charm.
"Don't underestimate me, try me if you don't believe it!" Eddie Cai was angry. How could he let someone question his abilities!
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"Room 214," Eddie said, tossing the keys to the valet without breaking stride. He grabbed her hand, his grip firm, pulling her toward the lobby doors that whooshed open with a blast of cool AC.
Karena smirked. She was surprised how much she got turned on by what was happening.
The clerk barely looked up as Eddie slapped down his card, and minutes later, they were in the elevator, alone. The doors dinged shut, and Eddie pinned her against the wall, his mouth crashing into hers. Karena's hands fisted in his shirt, tasting the urgency on his tongue. "You think you can handle me today?" she teased, nipping his lower lip.
Eddie chuckled low, his hand sliding up her thigh, fingers brushing the edge of her panties. "I'm gonna make you mine, Karena. Show you what you've been missing." The elevator jolted to a stop, and they stumbled out, laughing, half-dressed in anticipation.
Once inside the room, Eddie kicked the door closed and yanked her shirt over her head in one motion while she quickly took off her pants, leaving her in just a lace bra and those thin panties. Karena's skin prickled in the air-conditioned chill, her nipples hardening as she watched him strip off his shirt, revealing the taut muscles.
He was already hard, the bulge in his jeans impossible to ignore. She reached for his belt, but Eddie caught her wrists, backing her toward the king-sized bed with its rumpled white sheets.
"Not yet," he growled, pushing her down onto the mattress. Karena bounced once, propping herself on her elbows, her bold side kicking in as she spread her legs just enough to tease. Eddie knelt between them, hooking his fingers in her panties and dragging them off slowly, exposing her pussy, already slick from the elevator makeout.
He didn't waste time—his mouth was on her in seconds, tongue flicking her clit with precise, hungry strokes. Karena gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair, hips bucking up.
"Fuck, Eddie, just like that." He sucked on her harder, two fingers sliding inside her, curling against that spot that made her thighs quake.
She came fast, her body clenching around him, a sharp moan echoing off the walls.
Eddie stood, shedding his jeans and boxers, his cock springing free—thick, veined, and longer than she remembered from their last romp. Karena's eyes locked on it, her mouth watering.
"Come here," she said, but he shook his head, climbing over her, positioning himself at her entrance.
"I want you to feel every inch." He thrust in deep in one go, filling her completely, the stretch making her body arch off the bed. Karena's nails dug into his back as he started pounding, hard and relentless, the bed frame creaking under them. His hips pushed against hers, cock driving in and out, hitting deep enough to make her toes curl.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Eddie grunted, his hands gripping her hips to angle her just right. Karena wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust, her pussy gripping him like a vice. She loved this—how he fucked her hard, no holding back, like he was claiming her.
Sweat beaded on his chest, dripping onto her as he leaned down to suck a nipple into his mouth.
She came again, harder this time, her walls pulsing around his dick, soaking the sheets.
Eddie didn't stop, flipping her onto her stomach and pulling her ass up, slamming back in from behind.
Karena buried her face in the pillow, muffling her cries as he railed her doggy-style, his balls slapping against her clit with each brutal thrust.
"Yes, Eddie, harder—fuck me like you own me!" He obliged, one hand reaching around to rub her swollen nub, the other spanking her ass lightly, the sting sending sparks through her.
She pushed back against him, grinding, her body on fire. He felt huge like this, stretching her wide, the friction building another orgasm fast. When it hit, she squirted a little, the wetness slicking his cock as he kept going, groaning her name.
"So tight, Karena!"
They stopped for a breath, but Eddie wasn't done. He rolled her onto her side, lifting one leg over his shoulder, sliding back in with a wet sound.
*Schlick, slurp*
This angle let him go even deeper, his thumb circling her asshole teasingly as he fucked her steady.
Karena felt overwhelmed, her third climax ripping through her like a wave.
"God, your cock—it's too much," she panted, but she didn't want him to stop.
Eddie grinned, sweat-slicked and determined, pounding through her spasms until he felt his own release building.
"Turn over," he commanded after pulling out, his dick glistening with her juices.
Karena flipped onto her back, legs spread wide, and he plunged in again, missionary now, so he could watch her face.
Her eyes were glazed, body trembling from the nonstop assault.
He fucked her raw, hips pistoning, until she shattered once more, her pussy clenching so tight it milked him over the edge.
Eddie came with a roar, burying himself deep, flooding her with hot spurts of cum, a creamy mess leaking out as he kept thrusting through it.
Exhausted, Karena lay there, limbs heavy, barely able to move. Eddie pulled out, his cock softening, cum dripping from her swollen folds. She tried to sit up, but her legs wobbled, thighs aching from the marathon.
"Holy shit, Eddie," she whispered, a satisfied grin spreading across her face.
"You wrecked me. I can hardly walk." He laughed, kissing her forehead, his confidence shining through even now.
But they weren't quite finished. Karena slid off the bed on shaky knees, dropping to the floor in front of him.
Eddie sat at the edge of the bed, watching as she took his semi-hard dick in her hand, stroking it back to life.
"One more for the road," she said wickedly, her bold streak unbroken. She leaned in, tongue swirling around the head, tasting their mixed flavors.
Eddie groaned, hand in her hair as she sucked him deep, sloppy, and eager.
Saliva dripped down her chin, lips stretched wide around his thickening shaft. Karena bobbed her head, hollowing her cheeks, one hand cupping his balls while the other pumped the base.
*Slurp, slurp, gck*
She gagged a little when he hit the back of her throat, but she pushed on, eyes watering, making it messy on purpose.
"Fuck, Karena, your mouth," Eddie hissed, hips twitching. She hummed around him, the vibration sending him over, and he came again, spilling into her mouth.
She swallowed most, letting some dribble out for the show, licking him clean with a final, teasing swirl. They dressed slowly, Karena leaning on Eddie as they headed out, her steps unsteady but her smile radiant.
Three hours had passed, Eddie Cai emerged from the hotel with a somewhat unsteady Karena, heading towards the underground laboratory in Raccoon City. The fastest way to make someone your own was this!
Karena, on the other hand, felt quite satisfied. This man could be trusted. She also needed to find a way to integrate this Delta Team, which could also be named the Wolf Team.
Descending from Umbrella's medical building, there were fully armed personnel guarding the way. But when they reached another passage, the armed personnel here had been withdrawn. It was said that William Birkin did not allow these people to enter, so as not to disturb his research.
Perhaps seeing the promising future of the G-Virus, Spencer silently withdrew his defensive personnel. Perhaps he was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to seize the G-Virus. The G-Virus was clearly not yet perfected, and Spencer, who desired immortality, could not accept a semi-finished or even defective product.
A middle-aged woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a pure white researcher's uniform and eight-centimeter high heels, walked over. "Are you Eddie Cai? I am Annette Birkin, Director William Birkin's wife."
The woman had long, golden hair tied into a neat and capable single ponytail, and a work ID with the Umbrella stamp was clipped to her collar.