Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

The living dead have limited adaptability.

The zombie dogs and the hunter α on the B.O.W. side have the possibility of losing control after losing the communication connection. Moreover, they are of little use in the face of the black monster named Ibbsri.

The resilience of the Tyrant T-103...

Not to mention it.

The T-02 and T-03 of the tracker tyrant are currently undergoing brood upgrade and debugging, and cannot be put into battle in a short period of time.

Therefore, for this operation, D-class personnel as humans need to act as a "conciliation agent."

Sui Bian, who went to the biological research and development zone, meditated silently.

And after this conversation with the plague doctor, he also realized that the age of the plague doctor is likely to be over 2,500 years old.

Sui Bian has been in this world for almost two years. He knows that in this world, he must have enough knowledge to better assist the company and frontline soldiers.

Usually when he has free time, he will let the white queen help him make up for the history of this world.

Fortunately, the past of this world is almost the same as the previous life. The super soldier serum also greatly enhanced Sui Bian's memory ability, making it easier to learn and remember.

So when the plague doctor said "King Koni" and "Hina Kingdom", Sui Bian instantly selected the most suitable kings and dynasties based on the Middle East where the fog erupted.

Sumerian civilization.

The Sumerian King List also exists in this world, and Koni Sasuditanna is the last king on the King List, reigning from 512 to 479 BC.

In 479 BC, Sumer was wiped out and annexed by the Persian Empire, and the Sumerian language is called the Hina Kingdom in the Bible.

If what the plague doctor said is true and Sui Bian's guess is true, then projects that can be explored, researched, controlled, and reduced in the Middle East will be unimaginable.

‘Resolve the current Ibbsri first, and then mobilize forces to monitor the Middle East. ’

Sui Bian converged his mind and focused his energy on the present.

Not for a long time.

Sui Bian and Hanke and his team came to the three-story biological research and development area, passed through the intricate corridors, and finally came to the exclusive area of ​​the living dead.

The space here is very spacious, and the temperature is controlled at around five degrees Celsius.

Several technicians in white coats were greeted one by one checking the living dead lying in the refrigerator.

Six rows and ten columns, a total of sixty refrigerators.

On the far right side of the exclusive area, sitting on a functional chair sits a "iron-blooded youth" who is stronger, taller and uglier than humans.

This iron-blooded youth is exactly the iron-blooded cat's face cloned by the brood team using the blood collected by Chris.

Rebecca, also wearing a white coat, is holding a tablet computer and her two assistants, debugging the cat face clone.

Seeing Sui Bian walked into the area, Rebecca handed the tablet to the assistant on the side, and then walked towards Sui Bian's whispered report:

"Sir, there are 54 clones that can be directly put into use in the Task Force of the Living Dead, and they have been adjusted to the best combat state."

"Yeah." Sui Bian halted lightly, turned his eyes to the cat face clone that seemed to close his eyes and asked: "What about it?"

When the brood was able to successfully clone the cat's face with iron and blood, the research team of the reconstruction project tried to recreate the cat's face.

It's just that there is a big gap between the brain of the Jagged family and the human brain, so it is impossible to directly use the brain editing program of the reconstruction plan or the brainwashing operation improved by Wang Zhaofeng's team.

Therefore, the team of the reengineering plan needs to design a proprietary program for the characteristics of iron blood, which is why Umbrella has been unable to have "remade iron blood" for a long time.

Hearing Sui Bian’s question, Rebecca also turned to look at the cat’s face clone, and said with her arms folded and her chest crossed.

"The current situation is very stable. The ability to effectively execute the commands we wrote is just physical data, which cannot be compared with the iron-blooded youth (Celtic) who has fought against Lieutenant Redfield."

"Enough is enough, how long does it take to adjust?" Sui Bian asked again.

"It will take about twenty-five minutes," Rebecca estimated.

"As soon as possible, now even time is our enemy." Sui Bian urged lightly.

"Well, I got it."

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at the same time.

Acre Mountains in the northern suburbs of Raccoon City.

Twenty meters below is the facility for D-class personnel.

The original research center has been reconstructed by the Engineering Department. The facility has a total of three floors, with 1,000 cell units being built on each floor.

And each floor is equipped with a large stadium, movie theaters, public bathing halls, underground parks planted with various plants, and so on.

The above-mentioned facilities will be open regularly every week, under the custody of armed security and T-103 tyrants, for D-class personnel to use and relax.

Although most of the D-class personnel are scumbags, the final result is almost always "consecrated" to humans, but it is still necessary to ensure their physical and mental health, after all, their mentality may affect the results of the experiment.

A cell unit at the end of the northern corridor on the first floor of the detention facility.

The facilities in the unit are relatively simple, with a single bed on the left side of the metal door, and a toilet and sink on the right side.

Wearing an orange prison uniform at this time, he was relatively sturdy, his stubble grew wanton, and he had long male hair. D-1999 was lying on the bed with a sense of vicissitudes of life.

D-1999 held an old photo in his left hand, and touched the photo with his right hand as if touching a human face.

In the center of the photo is a beautiful woman with a sweet smile, holding a little girl about eight or nine years old each.

It is a children's paradise in the residential community to match the background. It is not difficult to imagine that the mother and daughter come here to play, and then the photos taken by the father or other relatives and friends.

"..."

Seeing the happy faces of the mother and daughter, D-1999 couldn't help but his eyes were reddish, and he held on to tears not easily.

"Beep~!" The red light on the metal door suddenly lit up, and the announcement next to the light also sent a warning:

"D-1999, the prison door is about to open. Please stand up and raise your hands and keep this action, otherwise we will take tough measures."

Upon hearing the warning, D-1999 put the photo into the pocket of the prison uniform, adjusted his missing emotions, got up and got out of the bed facing the prison door and raised his hands.

"Huh-!" The cell door opened.

Two armed security guards armed with MA5B walked into the cell.

One pointed his gun at D-1999, and the other took out the handcuffs and handcuffed D-1999's hands in front of him.

Two security guards one after another, escorted D-1999 out of the cell, and walked straight to the rail train hall built on the first floor.

After more than ten minutes, the security guards escorted D-1999 to the lobby.

As he walked from the hall steps to the platform, D-1999 found more than one D-class personnel, and at least 80 or 90 D-class personnel in orange prison uniforms were seen.

The number of security guards was small, only ten, but the four T-103 tyrants standing at the four corners of the platform made all D-class personnel afraid to act rashly.