Heavy machine guns, Gatling machine guns, and grenade-launched precision bombs. Over two hundred soldiers lined up outside, continuously pulling the triggers on the G-Creature in the center.
Even though the G-Creature could already withstand bullets from ordinary soldiers' submachine guns, it was still riddled with holes by fifteen Gatling machine guns, finally collapsing to the ground, its body still steaming from the high-temperature burns of the bullet impacts.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The G-Virus was rapidly devouring the host's consciousness, achieving a perfect transition from parasitism to body snatching.
Unfortunately, the troops, already experienced in dealing with such threats, used grenade launchers to hurl incendiary bombs at the monster, burning the downed creature to ashes and preventing its revival.
As expected, the previously defeated monster stood up again, but it was unable to launch an attack, and its human head had been replaced by a monster's head.
Thump! William, who had evolved to his third form, suddenly burst out of the sewer. Ignoring the humans, he charged directly towards the G-Creature.
He swatted off the monster's head with a single claw, then began to crudely devour the corpse of his own kind, as if the disgusting, filthy flesh were a delicious tonic.
Clang! The surrounding lights flickered on, and Sergei appeared on the top observation deck. The Umbrella logo on his shoulder told the Federal Guard members that he was the man they were looking for.
"It's truly unexpected that you could make it here, very unexpected. And you've performed quite well; those inferior weapons still managed to cause you such casualties. It seems the end is near," Sergei said through the loudspeaker, his expression extremely arrogant.
"All units, attention! That's the person we need to apprehend. Everyone, be careful. If you can't apprehend him, shoot to kill!" McCuller ordered via radio.
"Now, let me let you experience the power of my brothers. Welcome your final moments of death," Sergei sneered.
Several large doors opened, and several T-03 Tyrants emerged, clad in riot restraint suits. They stood two and a half meters tall, with hideous bald heads and faces covered in virus-enhanced wrinkles.
The mutated William was still gnawing on the corpse, his bones and muscles continuously swelling, and many places grew bizarre eyes, making him look exceptionally grotesque.
His original hands had hypertrophied into wing-like structures hanging behind him, and the areas where his hands used to be had regrown the G-Creature's characteristic, more flexible arms. His entire body was covered in bony spikes, used for both defending against external attacks and for hunting.
Sergei coldly watched the three-way melee below, which was perfect for testing the G-Virus's combat data.
"A three-way melee, how interesting. The G-Virus is still only suitable for evolution; using it for combat is a bit far-fetched." Eddie's eyes flickered. What he cared about was how to evolve. Even though he had become a superman, he would try to use close combat as little as possible.
How could flesh and blood possibly compare to a body of steel? Eddie's dream was to live long enough, not to develop a flesh-and-blood body with explosive combat power. No matter how formidable a monster, one electromagnetic cannon shot would bring any virus enhancement to its knees.
"Aren't you very disdainful of the G-Virus?" Svetlana asked. She herself had a small amount of G-Virus enhancement, a residual benefit after using the vaccine.
Eddie nodded. "That's right, I really don't like it. Haven't you seen it? If you don't get rid of those extra eyes, if your whole body is covered in eyes, don't you find it disgusting? I certainly can't stand it."
Ada also frowned. She liked the feeling of being enhanced by the serum, but she didn't want any other side effects. Being able to maintain a beautiful face and a model's figure, there was nothing better than that. She didn't know much about medicine, but she was very certain that Eddie had taken her first time.
"Do you have a way to solve this problem?" Svetlana felt very curious. She was also very fortunate to have been enhanced by the G-Virus, but she hadn't experienced any other side effects.
As for the future direction of enhancement, she was somewhat expectant, but a scar was left on her back. As she said, she might not be able to wear a bikini in the future.
"No, but with Lisa here, I think I'll find an opportunity," Eddie said, turning his head with a smile.
Lisa looked a bit bewildered upon hearing that, but she still smiled back at him. If it weren't for Jessica's persistence, Lisa wouldn't even have been interested in looking at Eddie.
Meanwhile, outside the Waste Disposal Plant, researcher Carter was ordering a Tyrant, still in the experimental stage, to attack a mutated lion. The berserk mutated lion, Max, had already used its agile hunting instincts to bite to death over a dozen soldiers.
Finally, it was caught by the Tyrant's upper and lower jaws and forcefully torn in half, a scene that was extremely bloody.
"Doctor Carter, we need to enter the Waste Disposal Plant for reinforcements. The electrical device on the main gate has been destroyed. Can you use a Tyrant to open the gate?" Captain Jettingham walked over and asked.
Carter was merely a researcher, still a distance from being a doctor. He was only fortunate enough to participate in the new controllable Tyrant project, and his own academic talent was not particularly strong. Being called "Doctor" by Jettingham made him feel giddy. "Of course, no problem. I will lead you in."
Only Sienna was sneering inwardly, "Hmph, what an idiot, easily fooled by a few nice words. What a complete imbecile!"
Without the help of the mutated lion, the mutated elephant Oscar was also killed by grenades. The remaining mutated animals only needed heavy firepower and coordinated efforts to be completely eliminated.
The Tyrant, wearing its restraint suit, walked to the steel gate and slammed it forcefully. After several impacts, the immense power it unleashed directly sent the gate flying!
Chapter 252: Tyrant Betrays, Show-offs Die
"See? My Tyrant is the most powerful, even stronger than the so-called Thanatos Tyrant. Hmph, that Thanatos Tyrant you mentioned will simply be crushed to death by my Tyrant." Researcher Carter's expression was frantic; wearing glasses, he looked like a four-eyed toad.
"Indeed, very powerful. Everyone, let's go in and support Colonel McCuller." Jettingham waved his hand and led the way in.
What no one noticed was that the Tyrant, which had just unleashed immense power, had its eyes turn scarlet. This was the result of the virus's rapid evolution.
This model of Tyrant was originally an experimental product, created by the Raccoon City Branch to counter the French Branch, and it still had unstable tendencies.
The remaining Federal Guard members, numbering a little over a hundred, began to file into the Waste Disposal Plant, even driving tanks inside to use maximum firepower to contain the monsters within.
They pushed straight through. Under the sweeping fire of the tanks and their machine guns, few remaining monsters could resist, turning to ashes under the large-caliber artillery.
Whoosh! Just as everyone's morale was soaring, an anti-tank rocket flew over, accurately hitting the bottom of a tank.
Then a blast of flames and air rose, directly flipping the tank, destroying it from the inside, and igniting the fuel tank, causing a secondary explosion.
The surrounding Guard members were immediately blown away, falling to the ground and wailing, the situation extremely tragic.
A bald, hideous-looking Nemesis was carrying a rocket launcher on a high platform, observing the incoming team, and roared in a low voice, "Federal Guard!"
The Nemesis had been re-programmed. Its objective was to hinder the Guard's reinforcements as much as possible. It didn't choose a direct confrontation; that was a flaw realized by Umbrella personnel during its battle with the Thanatos Tyrant.
No matter how strong a Tyrant was, it would be riddled with holes by a machine gun. The most important thing was to flexibly use everything around to achieve strategic goals.
When the Nemesis learned to use underhanded tactics, no one would have an easy time. Indestructible, insidious, and shameless—who could withstand that?
"Three o'clock direction, high platform, sniper! Take him down!" The squad leader quickly located the Nemesis and ordered his subordinates to attack.
Just then, the T-04 Tyrant, which had been following behind the team, suddenly went berserk. It punched a soldier in front of it, sending him flying, then grabbed another unsuspecting soldier's head and squeezed it, making it explode.
"What's going on?" Jettingham turned around, pointing his gun at the rampaging Tyrant. The surrounding soldiers also retreated immediately, then aimed their guns at the Tyrant.
Researcher Carter was frantically grabbing the remote control to control it. The low-frequency sound waves he emitted made the Tyrant feel very uncomfortable. It stood still, its hands hanging down, seemingly entering a dormant state. "This is an experimental product; there's a chance it might go berserk. I can control it, just stay back a bit. Ah!"
No sooner had the researcher finished speaking than he was directly struck by the Tyrant, caught completely off Guard and sent flying! The remote control fell to the ground, but the researcher had been thrown five meters away, slamming into a wall headfirst. His neck broke, and he died on the spot!
He had just been showing off with the Tyrant, and now he was dead on the spot. The price of showing off was a bit steep.
The fallen remote control was crushed by the Tyrant's foot. Its scarlet eyes were filled with a constantly surging rage. The next second, the Tyrant began to attack the people around it.
Jettingham fired immediately, his submachine gun hitting the Tyrant's bald head, tearing away a layer of flesh. The Tyrant turned around, protected its head with its hand, and swung an angry punch, which the other party dodged.
The Nemesis in front had already swapped to a heavy Gatling machine gun, longer than a man. Its barrels began to spin and warm up, driven by a battery.
The next second, a massive metal storm erupted. Gatling bullets, moving at incredibly high speed with kinetic energy, riddled countless Guard soldiers!
Everyone could only scramble for cover. Fortunately, the tank driver fired a shell directly, interrupting the Nemesis's attack rhythm; otherwise, it would have been a total annihilation.
"You guys, what kind of monsters did you bring?! All units, spread out! Use rocket launchers against it!" The commander looked at the members of the Echo Six Team with hateful eyes. It was these people who brought the monsters in, and now they were turning against them and slaughtering his subordinates.
The newly arrived reinforcements were caught in a pincer attack by the Nemesis and the rogue Tyrant. This was something even Sergei hadn't anticipated. He had only arranged for the Nemesis to hinder the advance of those teams to gather more combat data for his T-ALOS Project.
"The Tyrant actually has such power!" A flicker of unknown emotion crossed Svetlana's beautiful eyes. Her homeland, Eastern Slav Republic, was constantly embroiled in civil war. She needed to bring peace to her home, which meant she had to resort to some special means.
"Wesker is also collecting data. I must find an opportunity to ambush him," Eddie mused.
The Showdown Begins with Resident Evil Chapter 55 - WTR-LAB