01:54.
Brea was walking on the streets on the outskirts of Rome holding an agent's exclusive mobile phone.
She was paying attention to the movement in front of her while controlling her cell phone to write a report.
The details of the operation, speculation about abnormal phenomena, how to treat the civilians involved in the incident, whether the support from security or MTF was timely, and whether there is any psychological discomfort, etc. must be reported.
Soon, she finished writing a report that was like a small paper.
Brea uploaded the report and looked up at the night sky.
I'm not sleepy yet, and I don't have any tasks...
Think about it.
She stopped admiring the night sky and opened the map on her phone again to search for the nearest 24-hour coffee shop.
She wanted to drink a cup of coffee and buy some desserts to go back to the hotel and prepare to stay up all night until seven or eight o'clock in the evening and then have a good rest.
"Beep!"
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But when she had just found the coffee shop, an emergency notification suddenly came from her phone.
See this.
Brea restrained her relaxed mood and clicked on the emergency notification sent by the company.
After reading, Brea's expression became completely serious.
Immediately afterwards, she applied for the nearest corporate transport service, ready to support a major event in the center of Rome.
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at the same time.
Raccoon City, which has an eleven-hour time difference from Rome, is still experiencing warm sunshine in the afternoon.
Umbrella's new headquarters building is located in the most central and most prosperous area of Raccoon City.
In the office on the top floor of the building.
Sui Bian, wearing a black shirt and gray trousers, was standing behind the floor-to-ceiling window with his arms crossed over his chest, overlooking the entire city with an expressionless face.
After another year of rapid development, Raccoon City surpassed Chicago in terms of size and population, becoming the third largest city in the United States.
But if you count the economy, Raccoon City is enough to crush the first and second places combined, that is, New York and Los Angeles.
The streets between high-rise buildings are crowded with all kinds of vehicles.
People of different identities, occupations and ages walked quickly through, making the whole city's pace speed up a lot.
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Drivers may become irritable because of traffic jams, and salespeople may become frustrated because they are ignored by customers.
There are also couples who have a crush on each other, but one of them musters up the courage to confess their love successfully and has just confirmed their relationship.
A person's life is full of bitterness and sweetness, accidents and surprises.
Sui Bian looked down in silence.
Whenever he stands here and watches the city's various wonders, he will firmly believe in the concept of "for humanity."
Without him, there would be no Umbrella, no intelligence agents, technicians, MTF and other Umbrella employees...
Then humans at this time have no chance to complain about traffic jams, complain about customers, or enjoy sweet dates with their partners.
The fear of abnormal phenomena will become the "main theme" of mankind.
Three years ago, he might have complained about why he came to this world and why he had to fight against abnormal phenomena.
But now, he no longer has those irrelevant emotions or thoughts.
"gentlemen."
At this time, the Red Queen used a holographic projection to present her virtual image behind Sui Bian, and quietly reported:
"Task Force 141, led by Captain Price, is preparing to contain the anomalies investigated by Agent Kennedy."
Hearing this, Sui Bian restrained his emotions, turned away from the floor-to-ceiling window and came to the center of the office.
Said: "Connect to Task Force 141's helmet camera."
"Yes, sir."
After the red queen finished speaking, a large holographic screen appeared not far in front of Sui Bian.
There are "nine grid"-like images in the center of the screen, each of which is a real-time image captured by a 141 helmet camera.
...
It's still early morning in Rome.
At the entrance to the metro station in the city center...
"Ta! Ta-ta!" Gunshots of various calibers rang out.
I saw a group of "people" wearing black trench coats with pale skin, all of whom looked handsome or glamorous. They were relying on the wall at the subway entrance as a cover, holding guns and fighting fiercely with another wave of "people".
Another wave of "people" gathered on the streets on both sides of the subway station entrance, using vehicles parked on the street or the low walls of the green belt as shelters.
This group of "people" are dressed more casually, but they all mainly wear dark-colored clothes. They have a slightly rough appearance and have thick hair and hair.
And what's even weirder is that even if someone on both sides is shot and falls to the ground, they can quickly get back up and resume the battle.
The noise caused by the fierce fighting made Rome seem to be plunged into the haze of war, making the awakened citizens and tourists panic.
The ends of both sides of the street have been blocked by police officers on duty.
However, due to the large number of "people" in those two waves, and the weapons carried with them were simply not enough to deal with them.
Therefore, before the special police arrived, the police officers could only block the area and avoid fighting with that group of "people".
It's just that the special police officers that the police expected were unable to arrive on time due to the red queen. Instead, the truly elite troops arrived at the scene before the two sides exchanged fire.
Opposite the subway station.
The top of the three-story library.
"Captain Price, according to my investigation, those appear to be so-called... vampires."
Standing behind the fence at the edge of the building, Leon, dressed in a black leather jacket and military green overalls, pointed with his right hand at the group of guys in black windbreakers.
The 141st Task Force, which is equipped with exclusive TPS power armor and has a total of thirty-two people, is standing on the edge of the fence, observing the battle taking place below.
Price, who unfolded his helmet, held an unlit cigar in his mouth, and wore a burney hat smaller than his size, was located on Lyon's right-hand side.
Soap, who also unfolded his helmet, was standing behind Price.
"The guys blocking the vampires should be their mortal enemies, the werewolves." Leon continued to introduce.
Finished.
Leon said to Price in a deep voice: "Captain Price, they have physiques that far exceed those of humans, and ordinary warheads don't seem to do much damage to them."
"I see." Price put the cigar back into the storage box on his waist, and then said lightly: "But it's nothing to 141."
Seeing Price's calm look, Leon chuckled without worrying about anything: "Then please be sure to capture a few alive for us to study and torture."
"Don't worry." Price closed his helmet and ordered: "Soap, take your people to deal with the werewolves, and the rest of you will follow me to deal with the vampires."
"Copy that." Soap responded while closing his helmet.
Immediately afterwards, all the 141 people gathered on the roof of the library turned on their optical camouflage and walked forward.
"Tap! Tread!"
Following closely behind were the magnetic boots of the TPS power armor, which made a sound that echoed in the street when they fell to the ground from a high place.
However...
"Go to hell! You dogs!"
"Get out! You guys who can't see the light of day!"
However, the warring vampires and werewolves did not realize that the real threat was already coming around them.
