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

Chapters 485, 886, and 887: Leon's Mission; The Allied Forces Encounter Tentacle Monsters

"Now that the 'universal vaccine' has proven effective, it's time to begin the second phase of the operation..."

Alexander Pierce suddenly turned to Genes, the head of the BSAA organization, and said:
"In this operation, air forces and special forces from various countries will cooperate with you. You must kill Albert Wesker!!"

Because the elite 200-man squad sent by the BSAA was wiped out in the last operation, Genes specifically requested support from Alexander Pierce to ensure the success of this operation.

"Chairman, please rest assured, there will be absolutely no mistakes this time." Genes patted his fleshy chest and made a confident promise.

……

The scene returns to Rebecca's side.

Hearing the continuous praise coming through the communicator, two adorable blushes gradually appeared on Rebecca's baby face, which was slightly pale from staying up late and being overly nervous.

"No, everyone has misunderstood. The credit doesn't actually belong to me..."

Rebecca really wants to tell everyone that if her boss hadn't allowed her to use the blood of the 'immune' Alexander Corvinus for the [Biochemical Virus Immune Serum Project], she would never have been able to develop a 'universal vaccine' that could be effective against the vast majority of biochemical viruses.

So the real superhero who saved over a billion people in F continent should clearly belong to my boss!!
However, this involves the core trade secrets of the [Subspace Group].

So no matter how much Rebecca wanted to tell the 'truth,' she ultimately had no choice but to endure it.

But despite her kind nature, she felt tormented because she had to bear this heavy and immense honor alone.

Gradually, he even developed a strong sense of guilt about being a 'vain' person.

It was as if she had taken credit for her boss's work.

"Rebecca..."

Seemingly sensing Rebecca's thoughts, Leon, who had already learned the 'truth' about the vaccine on the way, smiled and shook his head at his friend, softly comforting her:
"This is an honor you deserve; you have absolutely no reason to feel guilty about it..."

"I think Boss must have foreseen this day would come sooner or later when he allowed you to use Alexander Corvinus's blood for research, right?!"

"So...maybe this is what the Boss wants you to do."

Rebecca paused for a moment, then her furrowed brows finally relaxed, and she asked weakly, "Is that really true?"

"Of course."

Lyon seemed to glean something from the other man's expression, and immediately adopted a knowing look, saying meaningfully:
"If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask the Boss for confirmation in person!!"

"Oh."

Rebecca blushed and responded, but her beautiful eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

However, this joy did not last long and was soon interrupted by a new report.

"Attention all ground teams! There are still a large number of infected individuals in the target area who have not yet recovered!"

"Their bodies seem to have undergone some kind of irreversible mutation, and the 'universal vaccine' is ineffective against them..."

"While each squad enters the target area to capture Albert Wesker, they should try to avoid triggering a large-scale zombie horde."

"receive!!"

"receive……"

The call on the communicator then came to an end. Rebecca and Leon exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of seriousness in each other's eyes.

"It seems that the remaining ones are the variants caused by the [Ouroboros Virus]..."

Rebecca extended a slender finger and swiped it quickly across the tablet, bringing up a series of genetic maps. She frowned and said:
"This is actually what I was most worried about for this mission..."

“I think Albert Wesker must have added some kind of ‘adaptive’ gene sequence to this particular virus so that it is unaffected by ‘universal vaccines’.”

“Rebecca, you’ve done enough. Our mission has been successfully completed…” Leon shook his head slightly and softly advised:
"The task of capturing Albert Wesker and eliminating the mutants of the Ouroboros virus will be handled by the BSAA and the cleanup forces of various countries!"

"They must have already started heading towards Albert Wesker's hiding place... I believe news will arrive soon."

As he spoke, Leon walked to the equipment rack, slung a parachute pack over his shoulder, and then went to the side of the cabin to check the equipment and parachute pack on the Harley motorcycle that had been placed there beforehand.

"Leon, what...what are you going to do?!"

Rebecca was taken aback at first, then as if she had realized something, she exclaimed, "You don't mean you're planning to go with the BSAA to capture Albert Wesker, do you?"

"Of course not, why would I care about their trivial matters..."

As Leon methodically checked his equipment, he smiled and explained, "I'm going to find Chris."

Clearly, Leon's presence here with Rebecca wasn't simply about protecting his friend.

He also had other tasks on his shoulders.

"What... Chris showed up?"

“That’s right. According to the intelligence department, Chris had already emerged from his hideout shortly before we started distributing the ‘universal vaccine’.”

Rebecca said instinctively, "This...this is too much of a coincidence, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Leon nodded solemnly, then took out his phone, found a picture on it, and waved it in front of Rebecca.

"These are images taken by the intelligence department using satellites. After analysis, the intelligence department believes that... Chris's secret departure at this time is probably to carry out some special mission."

"Special mission?"

Rebecca looked at her phone screen with her beautiful eyes. In a satellite image, a burly man with short brown hair was standing on some ruins, looking up at something in the sky, with a provocative smirk on his face.

And this man was none other than Chris Redfield, who had been missing for a long time.

"Is that Chris? How did he get so muscular..." Rebecca muttered to herself, looking bewildered. "But what's he going to do?"

"Perhaps Albert Wesker wants to use him to distract the BSAA and the cleanup forces from various countries!"

Leon put away his phone and casually remarked, feigning nonchalance, "That's fine too, at least I don't have to go through the trouble of searching for him..."

"However, the detection satellite also detected that Chris's bio-energy field was fluctuating abnormally actively, presumably like Jill, he was also transformed into a special infected person by that bastard Albert Wesker using some kind of virus!!"

After a moment's hesitation, Rebecca took out a sample of the 'universal vaccine' from her specially made briefcase and handed it to Leon, saying:
"Although I don't know the exact reason why Chris hasn't regained his senses yet, if he really has been infected with some kind of virus, injecting him with a 'universal vaccine' could at least suppress the effects of the virus in his body to the greatest extent possible..."

"Thank you, Rebecca."

Lyon took the 'universal vaccine,' carefully placed it in his pocket, and then patted his chest confidently, saying:

"Don't worry, you go back alone first... It won't be long before I bring Chris back to find you and Jill."

Just then, the pilot's voice came through their headsets, "Mr. Leon, the plane has reached the designated location. Please prepare to parachute..." Leon immediately said goodbye to Rebecca, then stepped onto his Harley-Davidson motorcycle. With a roar of the engine, the motorcycle shot off the deck of the cabin like an arrow.

Huhu——

Moments later, the two parachutes successfully deployed in the air. Leon controlled the parachute lines with both hands, adjusting the motorcycle's direction and speed, and slowly descended towards the designated location.

"Dr. Rebecca, it's time for us to return."

"Ok."

In the sky, the massive transport plane belonging to the [Subspace Group] began to turn around, and then, facing the direction of the rising sun, it quickly plunged into the clouds and disappeared.

Meanwhile, the battle on the ground had only just begun.

In the heart of Africa, a gentle breeze carrying sand and the smell of burning dust howled as it swept across the desolate valleys that had just been plowed by several rounds of artillery fire.

Dozens of military transport planes painted with the BSAA organization's olive branch logo and national flags, along with an escort formation of CH-47 Chinook helicopters, resembled a flock of migratory birds forged of steel, their rotor blades tearing through the scorching air, before roughly landing on the runway at their designated coordinates.

boom--

The hatch swung open with a roar, and fully armed soldiers filed out, their movements swift and precise. Their boots slammed into the scorching sand, sending up clouds of dust.

"First team, find suitable cover and establish a defensive line!"

"Second echelon, deploy in a fan shape on the right flank... Snipers, find high ground!"

The hoarse yet authoritative voice of Carlos, the field operations commander appointed by the BSAA, rang clearly in the ears of every soldier through tactical headsets.

He stepped behind a rock that had been mostly blasted apart and scanned the massive underground base in front of him with binoculars. The base was built against the mountain and its entrance resembled the mouth of a giant beast.

According to intelligence provided by S.H.I.E.L.D., Albert Wesker is holed up deep inside this underground bunker, which was converted from a local military missile arsenal.

Even though the bombing had already ravaged the ground around the valley, it still hadn't damaged the base inside the mountain in the slightest.

wow-

Soon, members of elite cleanup forces from various countries also arrived at the battlefield.

Although these soldiers were all temporarily transferred, without exception, they were all well-equipped and had a grim expression.

These include the U.S. Army Rangers, the British Special Air Service (SAS), the French Military Police Special Service (GIGN), and the British Alpha Group, among others...

This joint force, specially authorized by the Security Council and coordinated and commanded on-site by the BSAA, consists of as many as three thousand people.

They are hailed as the sharpest blade of counterattack representing the human world against this KB bio-plague attack!

These soldiers had only one goal in mind: to behead Albert Wesker and end this horrifying 'nightmare'.

"Outer perimeter secured. No living targets found, only a pile of...wreckage?!"

A scout from the BSAA looked at the human bone beneath his feet, which appeared to be covered by some kind of viscous, translucent substance, and felt a strange unease rise in his heart.

Commander Carlos was also feeling uneasy.

He put down his binoculars, his thick brows furrowed. Although everything seemed normal, a sense of unease lingered in his heart like a cold tentacle, impossible to shake off.

No, it's too quiet here!

Carlos finally realized the problem. Based on his understanding of Albert Wesker, the other party could not possibly be so unguarded as he was now.

However, just as he was about to order the dispatch of reconnaissance drones to explore the base entrance, a sudden change occurred!

But the danger did not come from inside the base, but from beneath their feet—from the seemingly harmless patches of scorched earth and ruins that had been repeatedly churned up by missiles and heavy artillery!

There were no eerie screams, nor any infected running around frantically.

Suddenly, the ground beneath began to churn and undulate like a boiling swamp!

Immediately afterwards, one after another, in clusters, in dense swarms, dark red, snake-like tentacles covered with slime and suckers burst forth from the ground to the astonishment of the crowd.

These tentacles are not independent entities, but rather countless limbs extending from some enormous creature, with their core hidden in the depths of the earth or in some shadows, unseen by the public.

"Damn it, there's an ambush! It's a new type of BOW... Enemy attack! Quickly form a ring defense!!"

"Fire! All fire!"

Carlos, who reacted immediately, broke the silence with his roar.

Da da da--

bang bang bang-

Boom boom boom——

In an instant, the deafening sound of gunfire erupted.

Large-caliber machine gun bullets [.50 BMG], armor-piercing steel-core rounds for assault rifles [7.62x39mm], and even armor-piercing rounds for anti-materiel sniper rifles...

The gun barrel spewed flames that poured down on the strangely writhing tentacles.

A deafening roar filled the air.

However, the soldiers' faces did not light up with smiles after hitting their targets; instead, they wore expressions of horror and disbelief.

Because, a scene that filled one with utter despair has unfolded!

The bullets pierced the dark red tentacles, but it was as if they had struck a sticky swamp.

There were no scenes of blood and flesh splattering, nor the sound of bones breaking.

Those tentacles that were unfortunately severed by bullets either reconnected with other tentacles in the blink of an eye.

Or, like rapidly melting ice and snow, it would be enveloped by other wriggling tentacles and slime, and then devoured...

Even the 12.7*99mm armor-piercing rounds, which can penetrate steel plates, could only make those fused, thick tentacles tremble violently.

And leave a hole the size of a bucket on it.

Before the soldiers could even cheer, in the blink of an eye, the surrounding viscous tissue began to wriggle and fill the wound, healing it as if it had never been injured at all.

Only sporadic grenade and high-explosive hand grenade explosions, with their shockwaves and shrapnel, can briefly sever a small piece of the tentacle.

But the broken ends of those tentacles would quickly regenerate, and then new tips would sprout up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain...

(End of this chapter)