The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapters 450, 816, and 817: The Whereabouts of Jill and Chris

This resistance wasn't just felt by Lyon alone; it was felt by almost all the elders.

Especially after Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, who were also among the 'Original Eleven' along with Leon, went missing, the BSAA searched for their bodies for three months without success. Then, the high-ranking officials dispatched by the 'General Assembly' disregarded everyone's objections and, under the pretext of saving expenses, unilaterally announced that Chris and Jill had died accidentally during their duties.

This ruthless move undoubtedly hurt the feelings of Leon and other veterans.

After all, even the 'initial eleven' were treated this way, so the treatment of the others was even worse.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, the current [BSAA] is no longer the [BSAA] that was founded with the sole purpose of eliminating biohazard terrorism.

When morale is low, it becomes difficult to lead a team.

"Tch, what's the point of saying all this now..."

Sheva Allom rolled her eyes, knowing that Leon was deliberately changing the subject to ease her fear and anxiety. She felt a little touched, but was too embarrassed to say it directly, so she just pursed her lips and said:
"It looks like the two of us will have to cross the train station alone and head to the mine to capture Ricardo Irwin without any backup this time."

"Don't worry, didn't headquarters say they would send people to support us?"

Lyon offered a soft word of comfort, then got into the driver's seat of the military Hummer, beckoned to Sheva Allom, and urged her on:

"Okay, it's time for us to set off."

……

More than half an hour later, Leon and Sheva Allom drove the military Humvee left behind by the Alpha Team, speeding recklessly towards the train station.

But before they even arrived there, they heard a familiar exclamation coming from the communicator.

"Oh, damn it, what the hell are these things? Are they bat monsters?!"

"Calling headquarters, we have just been attacked by an unknown flying bio-weapon while providing support to Delta Squad. Our engines have lost power..."

"Oh no, the plane is out of control and about to crash... Repeat, we are plummeting rapidly, emergency call for help, emergency call for help..."

Sheva Allom's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. She turned to Leon, who was driving the vehicle, and said, "It's Kirk and the others. Something must have happened to them."

Lyon calmly said, "Don't be nervous. First, try calling them to see how far they are from here."

"it is good."

Sheva Allom steadied herself and called out into the communicator, "Kirk, this is Sheva. What happened? Please respond!!"

However, after several calls, there was no response from the communicator, and Sheva Arom's face turned deathly pale.

Clearly, she had foreseen the outcome.

In just one day, her colleagues and comrades in the West Africa branch died one after another, filling her heart with anger and sorrow.

"This is headquarters. Kirk's helicopter crashed near the train station. I will now share the detailed coordinates of the crash site with everyone. All nearby units are requested to proceed to the crash site immediately for emergency rescue... Repeat, all nearby units, proceed to the crash site immediately for emergency rescue!!"

Lyon didn't say much after hearing this. After receiving the accurate coordinates, he stepped on the gas and sped off towards the train station.

……

Ten minutes later.

When the two arrived at the crash site, they were met with the wreckage of a helicopter engulfed in flames and billowing black smoke.

"Damn it, it's Kirk..."

Sheva Allom quickly found Kirk's body, which was lying on a pile of burning, discarded tires. His body from the chest down was burned beyond recognition and charred black.

Only a helmeted head remained, barely enough to make it recognizable.

Needless to say, someone must have deliberately set him up there.

"Oh no, this is a trap! We have to get out of here!!"

The experienced Lyon immediately sensed something was wrong and grabbed Sheva Allom's hand, trying to run outside. But just as he made a move, a loud roar of a motorcycle engine came from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a motorcycle sped out from the abandoned building behind the two.

A Merse rebel on the bus brandished a long iron chain and swung it toward where Lyon and Sheva Allom were.

"Be careful."

Lyon was the first to react, shoving Sheva Allom aside, but his ankle was unfortunately caught in the end of the chain, and he was pulled to the ground, sliding forward behind the motorcycle.

bang bang bang-

Leon didn't panic too much. After regaining his balance, he pulled the trigger. The three bullets hit the weakest link in the chain precisely, breaking it. His body rolled forward on the ground more than a dozen times due to inertia before finally coming to a stop.

"Leon, are you alright?"

Sheva Allom rushed over in a panic and reached out to help Leon up, but before the latter could speak, more than a dozen motorcycles surged out from behind the surrounding buildings.

The rebels on motorcycles all had parasitic mouthparts protruding from their mouths, which were split into four petals like flowers and covered with spikes and small tentacles, as they charged towards Leon and Sheva Allom.

"Oh no, we're surrounded!!"

Just as Lyon and Sheva Allom were preparing to fight their way out, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out from the outside. Then, the rebels who had been charging towards them were hit by bullets and tumbled off their speeding motorcycles.

Then a group of fully armed soldiers, led by a Muren commander, advanced rapidly and orderly from outside the train station into the station.

Meanwhile, several special forces soldiers appeared on the surrounding high ground at some unknown time.

The gunfire stopped shortly afterward, and all the infected people on motorcycles were cleared away, leaving the ground littered with corpses.

"Phew, thankfully these infected people don't produce that kind of toxic fumes when they die..."

Seeing that the infected corpses did not exhibit the strange changes seen in the previous 'executioner', Leon breathed a long sigh of relief.

Otherwise, given the distribution of these infected corpses, they probably wouldn't have had time to escape and would have been completely engulfed by the toxic fog.

Then, Leon glanced at the still-shaken Sheva Allom, and then walked towards the Merman commander who was leading the team. "Thank you for your timely support. I am Leon Scott Kennedy." "I've heard so much about you."

The Merman commander gave Leon a crisp military salute and introduced himself: "I am Josh Stone, the captain of the [West Africa Division, Delta Squad]..."

Then he turned to look at Sheva Allom, who was slowly walking up behind Lyon, and said with a smile, "Sheva, you are performing with much more ease than before."

Sheva Allom took a deep breath and said in a seemingly casual tone, "Thanks, Josh, I owe you one more time."

Lyon looked at the two of them with some curiosity, "You...know each other?"

"Yes."

Sheva Arom nodded emphatically, then, with a hint of pride in her voice, introduced him:
"Josh was my instructor when I joined the team, and almost everything I know now was taught to me by him!!"

Josh Stone responded with a laugh, "Sheva is the youngest little sister in our Delta Team, but right now is obviously not the time for catching up."

"According to orders from headquarters, the two of you must now continue forward to the mining area to pursue Ricardo Irwin..."

Then he took a portable hard drive out of his pocket and, as he handed it to Leon, said with a slightly more serious expression:
"There is some intelligence here that we have deciphered from the data you previously uploaded to headquarters. I think it will be helpful for your next operation."

“We need to finish our mission here first before we can head over to support you, so... Sheva, you two need to be extra careful on the way and keep in touch by radio at all times.”

"Thank you, Josh."

Sheva Allom said something with a grateful expression, while Leon, as if suddenly remembering something, asked:

“Wait a minute, Captain Josh, I have something I want to ask you.”

"what happened?"

Josh Stone stopped and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"When we arrived here earlier, we were attacked by an 'executioner' wielding a giant axe. It was eventually killed by Kirk, who came to our aid, using missiles from his helicopter."

Lyon thought for a moment and said, "However, when that 'Executioner' was blown up, a large area of ​​dark green poisonous fog was released. The infected people who were surrounded by the poisonous fog seemed to have undergone a new mutation... I want to know, what's the situation in that area now?"

"This one……"

Josh Stone stared at Leon for a while, then said in a deep voice, "As far as I know, that area has been completely overrun. There are a lot of severely mutated, highly infectious zombies on the streets. We had to take a helicopter to bypass that area to get in."

Josh Stone didn't seem too keen on the topic. After saying that, he waved to Leon and his companion, then turned and left with the members of the Delta Squad.

The perceptive Sheva Allom seemed to have guessed something and asked softly, "What's wrong, Lyon? Are you worried that the infected person isn't an isolated case?"

Leon didn't speak, but nodded slightly, then took out a special phone with data transfer capabilities and connected it to the external hard drive using a data cable.

However, when he opened one of the folders, his eyes were immediately drawn to two photos, which were none other than those of Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, who had been missing for nearly two years and whose whereabouts were still unknown.

The two appeared to be inside a huge jar filled with an unknown solution, presumably undergoing some kind of special experiment.

However, for Lyon, this news was enough to cheer him up.

Chris and Jill are still alive!!
A warm feeling welled up in Lyon's heart. These two photos undoubtedly proved that his previous efforts and perseverance had not been in vain.

So Lyon quickly sent the two photos to his friend Rebecca Chambord's email address, along with a short message: You were right, they really didn't die!
"Leon, what's wrong with you?" Sheva Allom asked curiously when she saw that Leon had been silent for a long time.

"These two photos are..."

Leon thought about it and decided there was no need to include Sheva Allom in his personal friend-finding mission, since Chris and Jill weren't friends with each other.

So he smiled and shook his head. "Never mind, it's nothing. Let's hurry up and get going. By the way, do you know the exact location of the mining area?"

Sheva Alom didn't think much of it and immediately nodded, saying, "Next, we just need to cross the train station and walk another two or three kilometers... But to avoid alerting them, I think we'd better not drive and walk there instead."

Lyon had no objection to this, put away his phone, and followed Sheva Allom toward the location of the mine.

……

And at the same time.

In a laboratory of the [Subspace Group].

Rebecca, who had just finished an experiment, sat down in front of her computer, looking exhausted, with a steaming cup of coffee in hand.

"Phew, finally finished. Otherwise, I'd probably have to work overtime again today..."

Rebecca took a sip of coffee, a look of contentment appearing on her pretty face. She then casually placed the cup next to her computer, raised her arms, and stretched languidly, the fatigue on her face vanishing completely.

However, just as she was about to import the experimental data she had just recorded into her computer, she suddenly saw a notification on her computer screen that she had received a new email.

Rebecca originally didn't intend to pay any attention to it.

According to her work habits, even if she wanted to watch it, she would wait until she finished her current work.

However, when her gaze inadvertently fell upon the sender's name, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes. "It was actually sent by Lyon and his gang?"

Rebecca immediately opened her email and clicked on the top-of-the-line email from Leon. When the two pictures appeared after the system's quick buffering, she froze on the spot.

"It's Chris and Jill..."

Rebecca, her eyes slightly red, said, "Thank goodness! You really didn't die! That's wonderful!"

"And thank you for the information, great Boss. Thank you so much."

…………

【Kizuzu Autonomous Region】.

Deep inside a mine less than three kilometers from the train station.

Wearing makeshift gas masks, Leon and Sheva Allom stepped down from a dilapidated elevator platform whose surrounding railings were made of makeshift wooden strips.

(End of this chapter)