Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

"A few days ago, our reporter was invited to participate in the sailing ceremony of Umbrella's new engineering ship. Our reporter will also take the engineering ship to go to Umbrella's mining base on the moon. Broadcast Viewing Earth from the Moon…

(TV channel is switched)

Oh! dude! It's deep dark fantasy...

(Channel is switched again)

Cornell University and Umbrella will enter into a cooperation, which is expected to…

Click~! "With a sound, the TV screen plunged into darkness.

It seems that the person holding the remote control saw that there was no program or channel he wanted, so he simply pressed the power off button and gave up looking.

The picture is away from the TV screen.

You can see this 55-inch ultra-thin TV hanging on the left wall of an office for people in the office to relax in their spare time.

at this time.

Standing in the middle of the office, holding the remote control in his right hand and facing the TV, the man is wearing a black police uniform with the words "Oxnard Police Department" engraved on the badge on the right chest.

Oxnard.

It is a seaport city not far west of Los Angeles with a population of about 180,000.

And here is the office on the third floor of the Oxnard Police Station.

The air conditioner and warm air are turned on in the current office. Red and green fake flowers and colored lights are hung on the wall. A small Christmas tree is erected next to the exit. The window on the right side of the office is snowing heavily, a scene of late winter night.

Today is the most important holiday in the United States, Christmas Day on December 25th.

Therefore, in this spacious office, there are very few police officers on duty. After all, these police officers are not good enough, so they can only be forced to stay here until the early morning of the 26th.

Especially because there are no good shows today, which makes the police feel bored.

The police officer with the remote control in his hand shrugged helplessly at his colleagues, so he had no choice but to turn around and return to his desk, turn on the computer and write a long-pile report to pass the time.

Right corner of the office.

A middle-aged police officer sitting behind the desk by the window was also typing on the keyboard while writing a report.

The middle-aged police officer has a beard and looks rough, but he looks like a very reliable uncle.

"Joel Miller, Sergeant, OxCA379" is engraved on the silver metal badge on the left breast of the uniform.

Soon, the middle-aged police officer named Joel stopped typing on the keyboard, manipulated the mouse and clicked the save button in the upper left corner of the document, and then clicked the X in the upper right corner to close the document.

The closing process is very smooth.

After revealing the computer desktop, you can see the start button on the left side of the taskbar, which is actually Umbrella's red and white umbrella logo.

Apparently, the computer's operating system also came from Umbrella.

Joel didn't pay attention to these details, but stared at the background picture of the computer desktop for a while, and before he knew it, a faint smile gradually appeared on his face.

The background picture is a group photo of Joel's family of three, his wife and daughter all smiling happily from the bottom of their hearts.

Relieved, Joel no longer looked at the group photo in a daze, and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the table from the corner of his eye.

20:47, 2006/12/25.

Seeing that it wasn't too late, Joel took out his ultra-thin mobile phone, apparently planning to make a call to his family.

"Sergeant!" Before Joel unlocked the screen, a handsome young blond police officer came to the desk, scratching the back of his head with his right hand, and said in embarrassment:

"Tomorrow is on vacation, can I invite Sarah to..."

"No." Joel refused without thinking.

"Ah... alright Sergeant." The young blond police officer looked dejected.

"Hey..." Suddenly, a busy tone came from the walkie-talkies of all the police officers.

!

The police officers who heard such a movement stopped their work and focused on their walkie-talkies.

"Attention all." At this moment, the female operator's voice came from the walkie-talkie:

"The small town of Ojai suddenly fell into a large-scale power outage, and it was accompanied by a large number of malicious arson incidents. The local police and firefighters could not deal with it alone, so they applied for support from us."

Hearing this, the expressions of the police officers were instantly dignified, and they all looked at Joel, who had the same stern face.

After all, Joel was the one with the highest police rank present.

Seeing this, Joel picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and responded, "This is Sergeant Miller, and I will arrange for police support."

"Understood." The female operator replied.

End communication.

Joel got up and looked around at the police officers present, and ordered in a deep voice: "Mueller, George, Const, the three of you stay here, and the rest of you will go with me to support Ojai."

"Yes, Sergeant!"

The police officers who received the order immediately checked their guns and equipment, and finally put on winter clothes and left the office quickly to the parking lot on the basement level of the police station.

In the already empty office, there were only three police officers left behind.

Not long.

North exit outside the police station.

The gates of the underground garage were raised.

The first to drive out of the garage was a police pickup with a yellow snow shovel on the front, followed by four four-seater police cars and a police SUV.

Come to the street.

The police pickup truck put down the snow shovel to open the way, and five police cars followed the pickup truck, passing through the snow-piled streets.

Afterwards, the convoy drove west along Highway 101, then turned to Highway 33 due north, and drove straight to the small town of Ojai in the north.

During this period, the convoy also encountered the police convoy in Ventura City, and the two convoys merged together for support.

In the snowy weather, the visibility is extremely low, and it seems that they are the only ones still running outside in the whole world.

However, God seemed to give these police officers a lot of face. When they were only two kilometers away from the small town of Ojai, the blizzard gradually subsided.

And the small town of Ojai has gradually entered the field of vision of the police officers.

The flames burst into the sky.

But the police officers in the car did not show too much consternation.

Because this is near Los Angeles.

Riots have occurred frequently since 1960, especially the Compton riot that broke out on April 29, 1994. In four days, 10,000 people were arrested, which is 1,000 more than the total population of Ojai.

Inside the pickup truck.

Joel, who was sitting in the co-pilot, glanced at the blond police officer sitting in the back seat out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that the other party was operating a high-end mobile phone with a dignified expression, he couldn't help talking:

"Report to your family that you are safe?"

"Yes, Sergeant..." The blond policeman put away his phone and looked up at Joel, expressing his worry in a tone that seemed to be gone forever:

"I told my family... I might come home late, tomorrow's lunch and dinner...don't have to be my share."

"It's not as serious as you said, newcomer!" Hearing what the blond police officer said, the police officer in charge of driving the pickup truck was amused, and he comforted the blond police officer through the rearview mirror:

"At most, it's just a group of guys who deliberately set fire to looting shops and shopping malls while the power was out. To be honest, those bastards will scare us away as soon as we arrive. Don't worry! You can eat the meal cooked by your mother tomorrow." !"

"I hope so, but... can you concentrate on driving?" The blond policeman seemed even more worried.