"Thanks, but I have to go back." Fong Ling stood up, preparing to leave.
Eddie pulled out a small knife, made a cut on her arm, and extracted a tracking device. He then used medicine to quickly heal the wound. "Is this what you're worried about? You're a war criminal trained as an agent? This seems to be equipment from Glory Pharmaceutical. You're making me more and more curious."
Fong Ling looked at the small tracker taken from her arm. She could still feel a sharp pain in her arm. At least for half a month, she wouldn't be able to recover her combat strength. "Thank you. Even so, I must go back. I won't tell anyone I've seen you."
Fong Ling tried to leave but bumped into Jessica. The elegant Jessica pointed to her man.
"If you want to leave, you'll have to ask me. I'm not letting you go now. Consider yourself dead. I won't let anyone who knows my secrets leave." Eddie shook his index finger.
"I've been professionally trained. I won't betray organizational information," Fong Ling said coldly.
An hour later, Fong Ling quietly buried her head in her arms. At this moment, she was like a helpless woman.
Eddie, however, lit a cigarette. "Are you and Ada from the same organization?"
Fong Ling nodded. "Yes." Her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had just cried.
"Here." Eddie tossed her a bottle of red wine.
Fong Ling took the red wine and drank it without thinking. She felt lost about the future and, at the same time, feared Eddie; he was a demon.
"I remember your organization is supposed to maintain world stability, right? How did you get involved with Shén Yà Pharmaceutical and Glory Pharmaceutical?" Eddie was a bit confused. Ada hadn't told him any of this, and of course, he hadn't asked. Ada was carrying his child, so her loyalty was unquestionable.
"That's right. For regional balance, the Western Federation's dominance doesn't align with our interests. I'm just an agent under them. We don't have much power; we just take money to do things," Fong Ling said, drowning her sorrows.
"Forget it, no more talking. We need to leave; it's getting late." Eddie looked at his watch, took Fong Ling with him, and walked out of the laboratory.
The zombies outside had already left. A battle was erupting above the island, and the sound was a major reason for attracting the zombies.
Just as they were about to leave the underground laboratory and reached the stairs, they ran into Leon.
"Hey, Eddie, what are you doing here?" Leon asked first.
"I was invited here and even chatted with your Federation's representative, and you know the result. Free things are never good. Next time, I'd rather pay," Eddie said, shrugging.
"Where is Senator Autran?" Leon asked. They had come to rescue him.
"You came to rescue him? Too bad. He's become one with the zombies. If you go back now, you should be able to find his body. As for whether he'll bite you, I don't know," Eddie said, continuing to walk up.
"Wait, you can't leave. You need to prove your innocence," a bearded agent on the side interjected.
"Young man, you should go back and review who helped develop the vaccine. For you to say that to me is a joke. If you think I'm easy to bully, I might just punch you," Eddie snorted.
If Eddie hadn't appeared, Bruce might have saved Fong Ling. Eddie's appearance directly snatched her away, which could be considered giving him a 'hat.' Hopefully, he likes it. After all, the hat's style is very nice, green and very environmentally friendly.
Chapter 412: Muscular Tyrant
Kevin, seeing that something was wrong, immediately stepped forward to mediate. "Eddie is also one of the survivors of Raccoon City. He's done a lot of work in combating bio-terrorism and is also a big shot, very wealthy."
The last sentence was an insinuation: in the Federation, as long as you have money, you can do anything. Capitalism reigns supreme. If you commit murder, money can continuously reduce your sentence, delay imprisonment, and ultimately let you off the hook.
Wicked capitalism is so bizarre; morally speaking, it can easily corrupt people.
Bruce put away his gun. "I'm sorry, Dr. Eddie, I was just following procedure." He was also very astute, knowing he couldn't afford to provoke the other party, so he immediately chose to act subservient.
Leaving the underground laboratory, they arrived on the island's surface. Here, it seemed professional special forces had begun their attack, engaging in battle with the bioweapon forces.
These bioweapons were similar to ordinary soldiers, but they had the advantage of being continuously convertible. Moreover, the zombies ignored these bioweapons. From a predator's perspective, bioweapons didn't possess the factors to become food.
Zombies eating people is partly due to the virus's desire to spread further and partly due to the infected host's hunger. When bioweapons don't meet these conditions, they are naturally ignored by zombies, just as zombies won't eat dirt or gnaw on steel.
The ones launching surprise attacks were Ingland Island's elite special forces, combined with other regions of the European Union. The Federal Bio-Terrorism Commission did not participate in the battle; they were tasked with eliminating the unrest breaking out in Africa.
A significant number of missiles were also destroyed by interceptor missiles as they ascended, and the intense explosion consumed the T-Virus stored within. Only a small residue fell into the ocean, which would be infinitely diluted and completely lose its effect.
"Is this war? Yoko, what's the situation now?" Eddie pressed his ear to ensure he could hear clearly.
Suzuki Yoko, with her big belly, was in front of a computer, next to her Raccoon City University roommate Valerie. Valerie was also pregnant. Although she didn't want a child, once pregnant, a woman's instinct would still make her strive to protect the child until birth.
"Husband, the European Union has dispatched a joint elite force, comprising elite special teams from most regions of the European Union. In the outer sea, pirates are controlling the warships they've occupied and fighting the Ingland Island Navy. You must leave quickly," Suzuki Yoko said softly.
"Did it trigger a major war?" Eddie's eyes flickered, as if contemplating some mischievous idea.
However, he had already gotten what he wanted: the data, the money, and even the talent. It was time for a pleasant escape. Delaying would do him no good.
In the northern part of Kazakhstan Island, Female Hank Alvara and Ye Minzhi found the jet ski Fong Ling had left behind. After checking the fuel tank, they filled it with the gasoline they had brought.
"This jet ski can take us to the nearest island. After that, we must contact a boat to pick us up, otherwise, relying on this small jet ski alone, it's impossible to return to the mainland," Female Hank Alvara reminded them.
"Let's just get out of here first; don't worry about anything else." Ye Minzhi, who had been jogging, was only slightly out of breath, even in high heels. Although her combat strength wasn't as strong as Alvara's, it wasn't far off. She was also a woman full of mysteries.
The two women got on the jet ski and, under the cover of night, quickly headed towards their predetermined destination. A rescue yacht was already waiting on the island. This was a Shén Yà Pharmaceutical vessel, sent to pick up Ye Minzhi.
Since the joint special forces attack began, many representatives had been picked up. This was a moment to showcase the European Union's strength. It was also a deliberate guide by the Travis Family, to prevent the Western Federation's families from leading them by the nose.
Morpheus still grinned grimly. He had also cloned a copy of himself. Looking at his identical brother, he said, "My servant, my loyal servant, eliminate these invaders for me!"
After Morpheus finished speaking, he took out a T+G Virus and injected it into the clone.
A flash of orange-yellow current passed, and the clone transformed into a bald, muscular man with a ferocious expression. Under the influence of the chip in the clone's mind, he ultimately became an incredibly strong man, standing a full three and a half meters tall.
The muscular man glanced at Morpheus, then began to grab and devour nearby mercenaries. He urgently needed power, and the mercenaries immediately opened fire on the monster.
Bullets struck the muscular man but bounced off his tough scales. His skin seemed very similar to the genes of some insect.
The twenty mercenaries hired by Morpheus were swallowed alive by the muscular man, who then set his sights on the gradually approaching special forces team. He roared, leaped out quickly, snapped a steel bar with one claw, and twisted it forcefully.
He held the I-beam in his right hand and swung it at a special forces member. The brute force directly sent the member flying, and when he landed on the ground, his entire body strangely folded in half. This was a sign of a broken spine!
"Haha, good, good. It seems Wesker's research wasn't wrong. Willpower affects the virus. If it could be improved a bit more, it would be even more perfect!" Morpheus laughed maniacally, his long hair fluttering in the wind.
In the distance, on the sea, artillery could still be seen exchanging fire, due to battleships facing battleships. Soon, a squadron of aircraft flew over. This was the aircraft carrier's bomber squadron.
The battleship controlled by the pirates was immediately covered in bombs, quickly turning into a burning hulk of iron. This was the power of an aircraft carrier. In naval warfare, if you don't have an aircraft carrier, you'd be too embarrassed to show up.
Morpheus walked to a cliff edge, below which was his hidden submarine. Leaving by submarine, even with planes in the sky, they wouldn't find his trace, allowing for a perfect escape.
Finding a submarine in the vast ocean was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
All plans were going smoothly, but as Morpheus reached the cliff edge, Kevin, Leon, and a third person caught up. Failing to rescue the Federation's Senator representative was already one failed mission; the remaining task was to destroy the missile silos.
In fact, only one missile silo was destroyed; the remaining missiles had all been launched. Although they were sunk, it still meant the mission had failed.
Chapter 413: Tyrant Morpheus
"Stop, don't move, ma'am. You are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law!" Leon said, pointing his gun at Morpheus.