Chapter 806: 11. Accident
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Shadow Trail
- Post Road Brigade
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- 2021-04-11 11:57:18
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A few days later, at quiet midnight, a cargo ship sailed into a commercial port in New York.
After the freighter stopped, the workers who were ready to start construction immediately manipulated large machinery and began to transfer the containers stacked on the deck to the dock warehouse.
Outside the warehouse, a huge convoy is already waiting there.
Those heavy trucks are printed with the umbrella company logo. According to the registration information of the Port Authority, the convoy transported raw materials for the umbrella company that has become famous in recent years.
In the process of intensive cargo loading and unloading, Wesker, who had changed to a more decent outfit, was already in a luxury car and headed to a commercial reception in New York.
That was something Mrs. Larson specifically told.
The reception seemed to be touted by the businessmen, but it was actually a communication meeting within the organization.
A lot of people will participate, and Wesker is going to represent the faction of Madam Hydra.
Merlin and Fury spent nearly ten years to destroy and bury most of the power of the Hydra, but after the calm in recent years, new forces have joined the organization that has long buried its name .
It was like the prediction that Gideon Malik told Merlin when he died.
As long as the greed of the people remains, the Hydra will never really perish.
In just a few years, new prototypes of several factions have appeared.
But fortunately, both in terms of scale and quality, are far inferior to the monster that grew up in the shadow of SHIELD.
The "old lion" in Wesker's mouth has realized the problems caused by too large an organization, and he has been trying to control the newly added forces.
For an idealist who already has a perfect plan and sufficient strength, the number of followers is not a big problem.
The umbrella company's cargo ship is filled with various "products" that cannot be subjected to severe vibration, so the loading and unloading process is not fast.
The loading and unloading was completed from midnight until 10 o'clock the next morning.
This is still the case with many intelligent workers and new machinery.
Regardless of whether the vessel enters the port, to the cargo inspection, loading and unloading the cargo, to the final departure, all the procedures and steps are absolutely legal.
Even the most demanding agent of SHIELD can't find a single fault.
Completely complete is a normal commodity circulation process.
At 10:30, the convoy departed from the bustling marina, all the way along the road outside New York City, heading towards the interior of the North American continent.
Their destination is Colorado, this is not a close journey, but as long as they leave the east coast, everything will be smooth.
"Wow"
Just as the convoy was about to leave downtown New York, a noise suddenly sounded in the container of the convoy's last car, as if something had been knocked down.
The movement was immediately captured by the security personnel accompanying the convoy.
Under the command of the commander, the last truck stopped on the side of the road, and the other vehicles continued without stopping and moved on.
"Open it!"
The heavily armed security personnel stood in a well-trained posture outside the continually sounding container. Under the command of the commander, a researcher quickly opened the complex data lock on the container.
A group of people entered the container. In this large locker, there were 6 standing biological cabins.
They searched for the source of the sound, and soon discovered it.
A lock used to fix the biological cabin does not seem to be fastened. During the driving of the vehicle, the thing has been hitting the shell of the biological cabin, and the biological cabin is slightly tilted.
"It shouldn't be."
Several security personnel carrying large-caliber shotguns stepped forward, straightened the tilted bio-cabin, and then fastened the buckle out of position.
Behind them, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the security captain trained by the umbrella company.
"Before packing, we have clearly checked that there is no such low-level mistake... Could someone loose it on purpose?"
He carefully looked at the biological cabin that was put back into position, and inside the cabin was stored a mass-produced tyrant that had been transformed.
Through the ambiguous glass, he can also see the greasy appearance of the gadget and the horrible claws enough to tear the human body easily.
As a veteran, he knew that once such a thing was released on the battlefield, it was the most terrifying biological weapon.
Fortunately, these biological weapons were given special sedatives before the transportation process began, and they would not be awakened.
"Go."
After confirming that everything was restored, the security captain made a gesture, the team members quickly left the container, the thickened container was re-locked, and after a few minutes, the truck continued on the road.
In the slight bumps, in the dark container, the biological cabin that was straightened suddenly shook.
The tyrant who was injected with sedatives seemed to be awakened. It opened its eyes, which had completely mutated, one big and one small eye.
There is no wisdom, only a trace of hatred, which means that the transformed creature may still have a trace of self-awareness.
But the biggest problem is...
It shouldn't wake up.
"letter..."
A vague, grunt-like voice came from the bio-cabin. It seemed to be speaking, but the vocal cords that had been severely mutated made it impossible to speak the entire language at all.
The hoarse, beast-like syllable echoed in the darkness.
"His, hiss, hiss"
The awakened weapon is moving the alienated huge left arm, and the sharp dagger-like claws slide on the thick glass of the biological cabin in front of it, just like a short knife cutting...
"boom"
A few minutes later, the special glass in front of the tyrant was marked with a broken web trace, and he raised his fairly normal right hand and clenched his five fingers.
In the small bio-cabin, it waved its fist hard and hit the weakened glass in front of its eyes.
Punch.
Two punches.
Three punches.
From the strange power that is constantly emerging in the alienated and transformed body, driven by the remaining hatred and anger in the heart, this special tyrant injected with an insufficient amount of sedative is awakening more fiercely every second.
As cannon fossilized biological weapons, the umbrella did not reserve enough intelligence for the tyrant, but they left enough fighting instincts for these biological weapons.
To put it simply, they changed the tyrant from a human to a beast who knew nothing about killing.
And now, this beast, woke up...
"parking!"
A familiar vibrating sound reappeared, and the security captain ordered to stop again. This time, he was surging inwardly. He made a few gestures to the players, and soon the players put up a heavy pulse impact gun outside the container.
That stuff is a new weapon brought by the development of new technology.
The appearance is like a small gun, but the impact is extremely strong, and it is widely used in various security tasks.
Other players also grabbed large-caliber weapons. Such weapons may not be able to deal with the tyrants who have truly completed the transformation, but it is not a problem for these guys who have just entered the mature stage.
"Open it!"
The captain grabbed a black shotgun himself, and he said something to the fellow around him. The latter also felt a little bad. He walked forward and tried to unlock the complicated data lock as before. .
But just as he approached the back door of the container, with the sharp sound of the steel being torn, the five claw-like claws easily tore the thickened container deck like tearing the paper.
The claws were covered with eccentric horns, and in the sunlight, the hardened claws reflected metal-like luster.
At that scene, it seemed like a tyrannosaurus was rushing out of the container.
The poor researcher only came and screamed, and he was caught in the container by the closed claws.
The next second, he was ripped off his head with a white spine, and was thrown at the foot of the captain of the security team in the splash of blood.
The captain glanced at the stuff under his feet, and then the container that had been torn open in front of him, and the monster standing in the dark, gasping like a giant, breathing out of the cage.
Did he hesitate for a second before pulling the trigger in his hand.
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On the other side, at this early morning, Wesk, who had finished the reception, had just come down from the private plane. This is the airport in Raccoon City.
Under the ramp, a luxurious black car was waiting there.
Wesk carried a silver-white box, which was handed over to him by the representative of the "old lion", and asked him to hand it over to Mrs. Hydra.
The handsome blond brother came down from the gangway. When he reached the last step, the phone in his pocket vibrated.
Wesker picked up the phone and placed it in his ear. He heard the first sentence on the opposite side, and the expression on his handsome face immediately changed.
At the same time, the disgustingly friendly expression on Mrs. Larson's face had disappeared from the experimental base in Raccoon City.
In the projection in front of her, Pierce was snarling at her.
"Your incompetent subordinates left a tyrant in New York, leaving me with a slaughter scene. Now, that thing is missing!!!"
"You think Merlin's temper has improved in recent years, so he decided to provoke him deliberately, right?"
"You think we have lived too long, right? You are actually looking for death, right? Madam..."
Pierce is very old, and now he needs to walk with a cane, but at this time, on the wrinkled face, a lion-like expression is emerging.
Pierce's eyes sparkled with undisguised anger, and he growled to:
"You want to die, go for yourself! Don't hold the others together!"
"It's my fault, Pierce, I'm thinking of a way to remedy, I've sent someone to clean up..."
Mrs. Larson argued that as a result, Pierce's voice increased again a few degrees:
"Let the vampire roll back!"
"Devil Hunting Agents and Wizards have been dispatched. Merlin mobilized the vampires throughout New York to help find the monster. Mercury will be discovered as soon as it enters New York, and the result of her discovery..."
"Much more serious than a tyrant!"
Pierce on the projection sat back in his chair, he gasped, and after calming down, he said to Mrs. Larson, who looked ugly:
"My people have taken over, I will help you clean up the mess again, ma'am, while there is still time, erase all traces of this tyrant and the umbrella...you do it yourself!"
"And you better hope Merlin doesn't hold your handle... Once he doubts you, I will give you up without hesitation!"
"Pierce!"
Madam Hydra, who has been scolded all the time, also has a temper. She clenched the armrest of the wheelchair. She said:
"You were scared by Merlin...we have enough power now to bury him!"
"fart!"
Pierce made a rare swearing. He knocked his cane on the floor like a real grumpy old man. He said:
"Don't you learn a lesson from a death? Leave your naive thoughts aside!"
"I know better than you what kind of guy Merlin is. You think you can easily defeat him. That means you have fallen into the trap he prepared for you idiots..."
"Ignorance and weakness are definitely not obstacles to survival, ma'am, the unreasonable arrogance on your face is."
"Go do things!"
Pierce waved his hand. He stared at Madam Hydra. He said with a hazy face:
"Everything is almost ready, now is the most critical stage, no more outsiders, no more provocations Mei Lin! Have you heard?"
"Ok."
Mrs. Larson nodded ugly, and the projection in front of her disappeared at this moment.
At the same time, Wesker walked into his wife's office. He put the suitcase in his hand on his desk.
Before he could speak, Mrs. Larson looked up, glared at him, and slapped Wesker's handsome face.
"How do you do it! Waste!"
Mrs. Hydra is a powerful wizard, and this slap is magical and merciless.
Wesker's sunglasses were all flew out, his left cheek swelled at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and there was blood in the corners of his mouth, which looked extremely embarrassed.
Although he received the order of his wife temporarily, he left the post to attend the reception.
It was also that he was requested by Pierce’s representative to fly directly back to Raccoon City and forward important documents.
It stands to reason that this time's mistake has nothing to do with him, and the accidental loss of the tyrant cannot be blamed on him at all.
but...
Wesker didn't refute anything. He was like a Dongying man, standing upright and greeting Madam Hydra's violent slap.
After slapping his subordinates for several times, Mrs. Larson's angry anger dissipated.
She glanced at Wesker's swollen, unsightly face. She shook her head and dropped a healing spell on Wesker's face. She said:
"Go work...I just, I just didn't control my mind."
"It's okay, ma'am."
Wesker picked up his sunglasses from the ground and covered his red eyes. He didn't look angry because he was slapped.
Instead, as usual, pushing his wife's wheelchair and pushing her out of the laboratory, he said softly:
"I can understand that on the way to achieving great goals, I will always encounter many unexpected setbacks, but I hope I can still survive those setbacks."
"Come down, ma'am, we will win."
"I never doubted this, oh yes, ma'am, there is good news, maybe it will make you happy... DX-1118C serum has finally entered the synthesis stage."
"T and G are past..."
Wesker lowered his head and whispered in the ears of Mrs. Hydra:
"Soon, madam, you will get a truly perfect weapon."
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