The only problem was that Raccoon City's power system had completely failed due to the massive riots caused by the zombie outbreak, even affecting the subway station.
Unless they restarted the temporary backup circuit, there was no other way for them to get the trains running.
As a result, a large number of U.B.C.S Squad members were trapped there, actively organizing teams to head to Raccoon City's power station to investigate.
"..."
"I wonder if it's fake sympathy, or if they're truly unaware of the situation…?"
Watching the busy U.B.C.S Squad members in the subway station and the unharmed survivors, Jill's initial caution slowly began to ease, but she still eyed everything suspiciously, muttering to herself.
However, at this moment,
Carlos, who had been secretly following her for a long time, suddenly stepped out and answered openly and proudly:
"So your destination is the subway station too. See? I told you, we U.B.C.S Squad aren't bad guys. These survivors were all rescued by us.
If you're willing to trust us, just stay put in the subway station.
Once the power issue is resolved, we'll take you with us to leave Raccoon City."
Without any self-awareness,
Carlos muttered softly behind Jill.
This caused Jill, whose nerves had just relaxed slightly, to tense up again.
She almost couldn't resist pulling out her Samurai Edge and shooting Carlos.
Only after recognizing him did she manage to suppress her heaving chest and let out a deep breath.
"..."
"If you don't want your head blown off, don't just appear behind people or speak without permission.
Otherwise, others might not have my self-restraint."
Jill warned Carlos, utterly speechless.
Truly… Jill was increasingly finding this guy to be awful, not in the way Javier was, but in an oblivious way.
"Sorry,"
"I'm sorry I scared you, madam.
What's your name?
Although you have a bit of a temper, your skills are excellent, and I see your gun-holding posture is very standard.
Are you a policewoman?"
With a hint of curiosity,
Carlos extended his hand in apology while also curiously inquiring about Jill's identity.
Yes, after following Jill for a long time, Carlos saw her suddenly encounter a zombie.
Carlos had intended to help,
but Jill swiftly dealt with the zombie, completing a stylish solo kill with just a kick and a point-blank headshot.
This made Carlos curious about Jill's identity, and coupled with her standard police-like gun-holding posture, it was hard for Carlos not to guess that Jill might be a Raccoon City police officer or something similar.
And Carlos was indeed correct.
However, Jill wasn't particularly proud of being a police officer; in fact, she scoffed at it.
After all, she had been betrayed by the police department and chief she once loved.
"You guessed right, but that was in the past."
"My name is Jill Valentine, a former member of the Raccoon City S.T.A.R.S Alpha Team.
But now I'm just an ordinary prisoner under house arrest."
Jill waved her hand dismissively, completely unconcerned about her police identity.
Whether she was a police officer or not no longer mattered.
She wasn't a cop, or a superhero, or Spider-Man or Batman; she was an ordinary person who could still save people.
However,
just as Jill and Carlos were busy chatting,
a sudden scream rang out.
Everyone quickly turned their heads.
It turned out that a U.B.C.S Squad member had accidentally touched a wound while bandaging an injured person, causing the injured person to cry out in pain.
The injured person was covered in blood outside their bulletproof vest, with torn clothing on their shoulders and arms, revealing several gruesome wounds, as if they had been bitten, and were bleeding profusely.
Seeing this, Jill and Carlos quickly approached him.
Looking at the shocking injuries and the U.B.C.S Squad member's pained expression, Jill, who had served as a medic in the S.T.A.R.S, quickly grabbed a first-aid kit, preparing to begin treatment.
Although she didn't have Rebecca's exquisite compounding skills, she was quite confident and skilled in wound bandaging.
"Gauze, painkiller, anti-inflammatory, disinfectant swabs, alcohol, suturing needles and thread… all complete, no problem!"
Seeing the complete contents of the first-aid kit, Jill didn't have to worry about the proverb "a clever housewife cannot cook without rice."
She quickly put on sterile gloves, preparing to inject the painkiller and clean the wound, then begin suturing.
But little did she know,
Jill's actions seemed utterly foolish to another man!
"Thump, thump, thump…"
Footsteps rapidly approached Jill, Carlos, and the others.
Looking at the U.B.C.S Squad injured person lying on the ground in agony, a man slowly raised his arm.
The pistol in his hand instantly pulled the trigger, and with the sound of the gunshot, the U.B.C.S Squad injured person on the ground instantly died.
Jill, who had been about to administer aid, also froze, letting the blood from the exploded head splash onto her face.
"Bang—splat—!!!"
"..."
"..."
Not just Jill,
even Carlos and the others nearby were stunned, completely unprepared for someone to just shoot and kill a U.B.C.S Squad injured person.
Was he trying to die?
But when they all turned their heads, they were stunned again, because the person who had killed the U.B.C.S Squad injured person was a sinister-looking man with silver-white short hair.
His face was filled with anger as he looked at Jill and the others' recent attempt to help.
But even more enraged than him was Jill.
As a medic, what she could least tolerate was a wounded person dying in front of her, especially when they could clearly be saved, only to be shot by one of their own.
This was what Jill found most unbearable.
"Who are you—?!!!"
She demanded sharply,
Jill abruptly stood up, pressing her silver Samurai Edge pistol hard against the chin of the silver-haired man in front of her, as if the next second a bullet would exit the barrel and pierce his head.
"Hey, Jill, wait,"
"Don't be impulsive! You can't hurt him; doing so will only make things worse for you.
He is Nikolai Zinoviev, the captain of U.B.C.S Squad B Team, nicknamed Silver Wolf.
His rank is much higher than ours."
Seeing the situation instantly escalate out of control,
Carlos quickly stepped forward to restrain the enraged Jill and patiently explained.
Yes… Nikolai was their superior.
If a conflict broke out now, he could easily order other U.B.C.S Squad members to eliminate both Jill and Carlos.
Therefore, engaging in conflict with him
would be an extremely irrational act—!
Meanwhile,
seeing that Jill, that crazy woman, had been pulled away by Carlos, Nikolai, who had been a little shaken, instantly became fearless, and he reprimanded her in an arrogant tone:
"Don't you know he could be infected with the virus? The kind that turns directly into a zombie.
Shooting him dead is the best solution.
You actually wanted to save him.
Are you trying to cause a terrifying Resident Evil outbreak in the subway station too?"
"Raccoon City's S.T.A.R.S, no wonder people like you exist, leading to your complete annihilation.
You lack even the most basic judgment, only acting on emotion.
A bunch of useless individuals!"
Almost taking advantage of the situation,
Nikolai fiercely scolded Jill, who had almost killed him just moments ago.
Yes,
this man in front of them,
with short silver-white hair, a sinister and cunning face, wearing a white T-shirt and black bulletproof vest, was Nikolai Zinoviev, nicknamed the Cunning Silver Wolf, one of the two legendary figures in the Umbrella Corporation's armed forces.
One of them was the infamous Death Hunk, who, due to his extensive combat experience, could complete missions with 100% success, even in desperate situations, and whose teammates rarely survived during his missions, thus earning him the nickname Death.
But Nikolai was different; the cunning Silver Wolf, Nikolai, had a perfect mission completion rate within the Umbrella Corporation's armed forces.
However, unlike Hunk, his secret to completing missions wasn't superior strength, but rather calculatingly using his teammates as cannon fodder to pave his way.
In a sense, he was also a grim reaper, after all, if his teammates were all sacrificed, wouldn't it be no different from a grim reaper...?
Nikolai was once a Russian, a former Soviet special forces member, who undertook high-risk secret missions such as assassination and sabotage around the world during the Cold War.
After many years of combat, he accumulated extensive experience in urban warfare and jungle combat, specializing in using traps and schemes to kill enemies.
At the same time, he was adept at achieving orders from above by any means necessary, even at the cost of his comrades' lives to ensure mission success, earning him high praise.
And in this Raccoon City mission, Nikolai and a few other team members received top-secret directives from Umbrella's high command to act as observers.
Their purpose was to collect all information related to the current incident, which meant gathering BOW combat data and additional T-Virus spread effect data.
However, to monopolize the high reward, he had already killed the other observers, leaving him as the only observer in all of Raccoon City.
At the same time, because he knew many of the Umbrella Corporation's secrets, Nikolai had already recognized who Jill was.
The Umbrella Corporation had issued a kill order for all S.T.A.R.S personnel.
If he could help the Umbrella Corporation secure this bounty, his account would gain more money, which was the real reason Nikolai targeted Jill everywhere.
He wanted to kill this ignorant, foolish woman after using her and then hand her over to the Umbrella Corporation, so he could escape this godforsaken place with a huge profit and live a life of comfort forever.
...
Meanwhile, Jill looked at the arrogant Nikolai, wishing she could punch this smug scumbag.
But recalling Carlos's words and the other U.B.C.S Squad members constantly watching them, Jill knew she couldn't escalate the situation.
She ultimately swallowed her anger.
Reason told her that if she got angry here, her outcome wouldn't be good, so Jill chose silence.
But this only made Nikolai more reckless.
He originally wanted to provoke Jill into acting so he would have a good reason to teach this crazy woman a lesson, but he didn't expect her to be so patient.
She was indeed worthy of being on the Umbrella Corporation's wanted list.
So, Nikolai decided to go all out and continue to exploit Jill to a greater extent.
Since this woman didn't like to get angry, he would just treat her like a hardworking animal.
The subway train wasn't running due to a power outage, right?
Then just make this crazy woman from S.T.A.R.S restore the power.
If she died halfway, he could still pick up a half-finished corpse for delivery, which would also be a good thing.
However, just as Nikolai was still contemplating what scheme to use to kill Jill, a monster as colossal and massive as an elephant had already arrived at the subway station.
Sensing the interrupted aura there, the Second-Form Pursuer confirmed that Jill, the target, was hiding inside.
So, without hesitation, it raised its massive arms and began to furiously attack the defensive iron plating at the subway station entrance—!!!
Chapter Thirty-nine: Driven by Interest
"Bang bang bang ————!!!"
Loud thuds echoed from the iron defenses outside the subway station.
Everyone hiding inside the subway station was startled by the immense sound, their faces filled with fear as they looked towards the source of the noise.
Something that could destroy such sturdy iron defenses must be a huge creature, not just a simple zombie.
And as everyone was in shock, the iron defenses had already been hammered with several huge dents by the Second-Form Pursuer.
With one final powerful blow, the entire iron defense was instantly blasted away, flying backward into the subway station.
The bright flames and pervasive smell of gunpowder from outside gradually permeated the entire subway station.
This meant that this place was no longer safe...
The survivors and U.B.C.S Squad members quickly shifted their gaze.
A massive dark shadow slowly entered through the huge opening.
First, its head, a bald head, poked in, its atrophied, eyeless face swaying around the subway station entrance, seemingly sniffing for something.
Following closely behind was its shockingly terrifying and colossal body, almost as massive as an adult African elephant.
It crawled on all fours like a beast, possessing similarly gray-brown, strong muscles.
Although these muscular skin sections were covered in burning, festering wounds, they were tightly twisted and intertwined, as if completely unaffected.
Its thick, long arms were covered with various bone spurs, specifically designed to pierce the target's body.
Its back even sported a twisted, coiled fleshy tentacle, like a scorpion's venomous stinger, ready to erupt and attack enemies at any moment.
Although it couldn't inject venom, its ultra-long attack range and terrifying speed made it difficult for ordinary people to guard against and evade.
That brutal and terrifying body made the hearts of all survivors and U.B.C.S Squad members in the subway station tremble.
There was almost no doubt that the monster in front of them was terrifying, because the sheer oppressive feeling emanating from it was enough to make them feel suffocated.
They had to escape, absolutely had to escape.
If they didn't escape quickly, the entire enclosed subway station would instantly become a self-defeating trap, like catching a turtle in a jar.
And they would completely transform from defenders into mice, while the Chaser Tyrant monster in front of them would be the wild cat acting wantonly!
Similarly, Jill, who had been in conflict, saw the suddenly intruding Second-Form Pursuer, and her face instantly changed.
This was it, this guy was coming for her.
Therefore, Jill also understood that a big mess was about to happen in the subway station.
"This is bad…"
"Carlos, you take the other survivors and quickly hide.
I'll lure away that disgusting monster; it's coming for me."
Seeing this, Jill instructed Carlos, then casually snatched a High-explosive grenade from Carlos's waist and hurried away.
Currently, all other entrances and exits in the entire subway station were blocked, making it indeed a case of catching a turtle in a jar.
And the only accessible exit was blocked by the Second-Form Pursuer.
Therefore, Jill's only option was to head into the dark subway tunnel behind her.
That path could lead to other places, and the subway tunnel was crowded and narrow, which might hinder the Second-Form Pursuer's pursuit, thereby giving Jill a chance to escape.
After deciding to take a gamble, Jill raised her Samurai Edge pistol and fired a shot into the ceiling.
The loud "bang" instantly attracted the attention of the Second-Form Pursuer.
After all, it currently had no vision; hearing and smell were its most sensitive organs.
Therefore, upon hearing the gunshot, the Second-Form Pursuer's head instantly turned, and in a flash, it clearly captured Jill's scent.
And so...
"Roar roar roar ————!!!"
The ultimate droplet spreader reappeared in the world.
Opening its foul-smelling maw, the Second-Form Pursuer roared excitedly, continuously spewing out dense liquids from its mouth.
If the T-Virus in Raccoon City could spread through the air like the T-ε Virus in the Mansion Villa, then the Second-Form Pursuer would probably have become the strongest carrier by now, given that this mouthful of phlegm and sneeze was truly unbearable.