Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

14:20

Ten minutes before the bombing squadron delivered the 'Virgin Mary' to Green.

Fourteen Spartans and thirty Alphas, including Hank, gathered in the large hangar that William had reviewed earlier.

They were wearing special tight-fitting combat uniforms and stood in front of their respective biochemical armors.

As for Myron's tank-type Sparta, it was the commander of this operation who arranged for Herentin, who had the strongest driving output and defense.

Including the commander, there are 45 containment troops in charge of direct confrontation with Green.

That's right.

As the system required, the commander of operations was the most powerful man within Umbrella, William.

At this time, he stood with his hands behind his back in front of everyone, also wearing a close-fitting, crotch-covered combat uniform without any privacy at all.

Slightly itchy ass.

Fortunately, he will scan every Spartan and Alpha with sharp eyes to hide the pain of enduring the itch, and maintain the image of a stalwart boss who can fight with the soldiers on the front line.

Speaking of...

William used words (a few hundred words omitted here) to convince Halsey, Andre, Mike, Hank and others, and agreed that his boss would personally participate in the containment operation.

In short, the second item required to complete the task can be implemented normally.

"Everyone."

William didn't seem to want to give too many mobilization speeches, he just waved his hand and said to himself in a generous voice:

"You are Umbrella's most capable soldiers and enjoy the treatment of the company's most advanced weapons, so there is no abnormal phenomenon that can stop your containment!

Set off! "

"Yes!" A neat roar resounded in the hangar.

Then, with the help of a large number of technicians, they put on their respective armors, including William.

He came to the biochemical armor on the far left, turned around, and reached in.

"Click!"

When the entire body entered, countless pieces of armor quickly closed, and the helmet lowered, leaving the biochemical armor in a completely airtight state.

pitch black.

Soon, the screen behind the helmet lit up, allowing William to see the hangar from another perspective.

And a technician on the side asked: "The power supply is complete, boss, are you ready to inject T serum?"

"Come on, of course."

"Yes, boss."

The moment he was injected with the T serum, William felt as if he had been stung by hundreds of millions of ants.

But the pain was insignificant to him, so he didn't make any philosophical voices.

And as the injected nano-needle was separated from the body, William felt extremely comfortable, his vision and hearing were greatly enhanced, and his body was full of strength.

It's an addictive thought.

It appears that the side effects worked just as well for him.

"boss."

Suddenly, Cortana's face appeared in the upper left corner of the screen, and reminded him:

"The B-65 bomb squadron is about to arrive at the intended area, and the three Pelicans are ready and ready to go."

Oh yes, William almost forgot Cortana.

This artificial intelligence chip is plugged into the back of his biochemical armor interface, responsible for wartime scanning, dynamic detection, and transmission of instructions.

According to this calculation, the actual number of the reception force should be forty-six.

Immediately, William twisted his neck and swayed his shoulders. After getting used to the armor, he took off the Gauss rifle from the weapon rack beside him, walked out of the hangar and said softly:

"Okay, let's go."

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14:34

Height above ground: 500 meters.

Three black-painted Pelicans drove into the sky over Manhattan at low altitude and low speed.

Standing on the edge of the rear of the cabin, holding the handle tightly, William looked down, and through Cortana's scanning and tracking, he could clearly see the movement of the troops below.

They were gathering in the middle of Manhattan.

Immediately afterwards, her voice came through the communication:

"Boss, due to the disappearance of the red fog, the Pelican can lower another 300 meters for us to jump. It is being lowered..."

After a few seconds: "Reached predetermined jump area."

"Okay! Everyone, jump!"

William leaned forward by example, and jumped out of the Pelican cabin in a free fall, and finally flew down in big letters.

And Sparta and Alpha followed closely. As for Myron, who was wearing Helendin, he also said when he jumped out:

"Huh~! Please pay attention to the abnormal phenomenon, Umbrella's cowboys are here!"

Added some liveliness to silent communication channels.

.

William looked at the ground that was getting closer and closer, without any sense of fear, but his heart beat faster and seemed very excited.

He paid attention to the distance from the ground on the screen with his peripheral vision, and changed his posture instantly when there were only ten meters left, bent his knees, rushed down with his feet, and then landed steadily with a bang.

Except for the weight of nearly 400 pounds that smashed the ground out of the billowing smoke, there was no discomfort.

After the smoke cleared, William took off the Gauss rifle attached to his back, held it in his hand, and squatted on the ground to observe the surroundings.

Ruined ruins.

Amputated limbs.

There were scorched infected and hunters everywhere, as well as utterly destroyed buildings, bulging rebar, and shards of cement.

Then William used the communication to order: "Cortana, scan for creatures that carry the black light virus and still have signs of life.

Carl, John, the two of you act together and are solely responsible for finding the target Green.

The rest gathered around me. "

"Yes." Not long after, everyone who successfully landed gathered around William.

Cortana also marked suspicious and confirmed enemies with orange and red dots on the thumbnails on the screen.

The red dots should be the hunters who escaped the saturation bombing by chance. They hid in place and remained motionless, maybe they were afraid, or they were waiting for the opportunity to catch you by surprise.

Seeing this, William aimed his gun at an uncollapsed concrete wall and ordered, "Fire."

"Yes."

"Tattoo!" The crisp stabbing sound unique to a Gauss rifle.

"Da da!"

It formed a unique symphony with the violent revolving machine gun of Hrenting, and the dense barrage shot the concrete wall and the hunters hiding behind it directly.

Poor it, not even a chance to roar or howl.

However, this move also aroused the tyranny of all the remaining hunters, who broke out from the ruins and rushed towards the containment troops in all directions.

half a minute.

The threat was easily resolved, and even Myron's Harentin had no chance of firing shoulder missiles.

After all, William spent 500 million of his blood on bombing. If it didn't work, wouldn't it be a big loss?

at the same time.

There was also John's low voice in the communication: "Sir, found the containment Green, I am assisting No. 4 to find the best sniper position."

After finishing speaking, John also marked the thumbnail on the thumbnail so that everyone could clearly obtain Green's specific location.

"Very good." Hearing this, William also said solemnly:

"John, Carl, you two don't act hastily for a while and wait for my arrival."

"Yes." (x2)