Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

Unfortunately, the missile exploded not far from the helicopter. In order to avoid the scattered fragments, the captain did not have time to fire a follow-up shot and quickly pulled the helicopter up.

However, this completely exposed the helicopter's belly to Shen Ye's view.

"Well done."

Shen Ye seized the opportunity and decisively pulled the trigger. With a powerful thrust, the rocket was launched from the launcher and accurately hit the Mi-24, which was climbing at an angle of elevation and unable to make any evasive maneuvers.

boom!

A deafening explosion rang out, and a rocket blasted a large hole in the belly of the attack helicopter, which was capable of withstanding direct fire from small-caliber machine guns. As the explosion caused a fire, the attack helicopter was enveloped in thick smoke. Then, under the influence of the flames, various problems began to occur with the internal parts of the helicopter, especially the tail rotor, which was the first to stop working.

Inside the cabin, the captain desperately tried to control the rudder, but a helicopter without a tail rotor could only end up crashing.

boom!

The helicopter, having lost all braking ability, spun in the air and crashed heavily to the ground. Even though the soil around it was somewhat soft due to its proximity to the waterway, the massive weight of over ten tons still caused an explosion.

Watching the flames rise, Shen Ye threw away the launcher in his hand, clenched his fist, and shouted, "YES.RPG!"

……

Palawan Port.

Several black cars were parked at a secluded dock.

Beside the vehicle stood a tall Slavic woman wearing an old-fashioned SL military uniform, gazing at the torpedo boat slowly approaching the shore.

Shortly after, the torpedo boat came to a stop, and Shen Ye and his group jumped ashore.

"You're late, Dutch," the Slavic woman said with a light laugh.

“I ran into a little trouble on the way, Balalaika.” Dutch shrugged, took a CD out of his pocket, and handed it over: “Here’s what you wanted.”

"You've worked hard, Dutch." Balalaika took the disc but didn't even glance at it before putting it away. Then, looking at Dutch's torpedo boat, she said with a regretful tone, "It looks really bad, Dutch. The losses must be huge."

Dutch sighed slightly and didn't say anything, but Levi couldn't help but say, "Balalaika, don't make us do this kind of work next time. It's one thing to risk our lives for 20,000 yuan, after all, this is what we do, but now we also have to hitch a ride on a boat, 20,000 yuan is not enough."

“Of course, we’ll find a way to compensate you a little more.” Balalaika nodded, then glanced at Okajima Rokuro, whose expression had suddenly turned extremely cold, and Shen Ye, who was curiously observing her from the side.

After a slight pause, Balalaika turned around and said to the two Japanese men not far away, "Now it's our turn to make the deal, Mr. Jingshan. We at the Moscow Hotel are ethical, and we hope you are too."

"Aren't you Bougainvillea Trading?" The man named Jingshan was the same department head from Asahi Heavy Industries who had spoken with Okajima Rokuro earlier. Okajima Rokuro's expression hadn't changed since he saw this man.

"What does it matter? It's all for business anyway." Balalaika walked towards Minister Jingshan and handed him the CD.

"I hope you don't hold a grudge."

Minister Jingshan, with a cold expression, took the CD and put it into the inside pocket of his suit, calmly saying, "There are too many helpless things in this world. Resentment? Hmph, I won't."

“Very good.” Balalaika still smiled. “Then let’s proceed with the transaction in your own way. As for the details of the transaction, we can discuss them at the hotel.”

"Understood." Minister Jingshan nodded, straightened his shirt, and turned to look at Okajima Rokuro.

"Okajima, you've had a hard time. Let's go together." He said, as if nothing had happened.

His assistant, who was standing next to him, shouted, "What are you waiting for, Okajima? Get in the car!"

The assistant was unaware of the inside story, and his voice sounded more approachable than Minister Jingshan's.

Okajima Rokuro wavered; it sounded like he could really go back?

"Hey, Locke, you can go home now." Over to Shen Ye, Levi patted Okajima Rokuro's shoulder forcefully and said with a half-smile, "The matter is resolved. It seems your boss isn't blaming you. You're going to get a promotion when you go back, right?"

"In that case, send some money as soon as you get back. Consider it your ransom. Don't worry, it won't be much; a few hundred banknotes with Franklin's picture on them will suffice."

“You really dare to ask for that much, Levi. But then again, he’ll probably get promoted several times over. When he gets back, he’ll probably be a section chief.” Shen Ye laughed strangely as well. “It would take an average R company employee about twenty years to climb from clerk to section chief. Hmm, Levi, you’re asking for too little.”

Hearing their sarcastic remarks, Okajima Rokuro, who had been wavering, suddenly became resolute and stepped out from behind Shen Ye.

“Minister, do you remember?” Okajima Rokuro ripped off his tie and said in an icy tone, “I… am dead. You said it yourself.”

Minister Jingshan slightly raised his head, giving Okajima Rokuro a cold, emotionless look: "So?"

“So, my name now is Locke.” Okajima Rokuro, no, Locke loosened his grip, letting the tie flutter away in the sea breeze, as if foreshadowing his future fate, no longer controlled by Asahi Heavy Industries, or rather, by the rigid corporate system of Japan.

"Is that so?" Minister Jingshan withdrew his gaze. "Then, it's up to you."

"Fujiwara, let's drive."

"Yes."

Fujiwara nodded and closed the car door.

As the car disappeared from sight, Locke looked away, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to Dutch's side.

Just as he was about to say something, another car stopped next to them.

“Rock, is it? I’m so sorry to have dragged you into this.” The car window rolled down, and Balalaika said softly, “But it’s probably for the best. Getting away from those old-fashioned Japanese people will make your life more fulfilling in the future…”

At this point, Balalaika glanced at the Black Reef Merchant Guild trio and Shen Ye, who was staring at her military uniform epaulets in a daze, and continued, "If you encounter any trouble in the future, come to me. Consider it compensation for this incident."

Locke remained silent because he did not need compensation.

However, this reminded Levi of something. She pushed past Locke and called out to Balalaika, "Shouldn't we discuss our compensation? Besides the commission, there's the cost of repairing the speedboat, and oh right, the Yellow Flag Bar—that debt is also on our tab."

"Don't worry, Levi, I'll handle it." Balalaika smiled slightly, "But right now, I'm not exactly flush with cash, so it'll have to wait a while."

After saying that, she gave Shen Ye a deep look before continuing, "Don't worry, it won't take long. However, if you really need money, you can ask this gentleman."

"he?"

The three members of the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce all looked at Shen Ye, their faces full of confusion.

Chapter 67! Growing Bigger and Stronger

"I?"

Shen Ye was a little confused. It seemed that Balalaika knew him?

Is it because of the storyline connection?

Suddenly, he remembered Dutch saying that he knew about Raccoon City.

That explains everything.

Even so, there was still something that puzzled him: how exactly did Balalaika get to know him? Even in a crossover storyline, he was just a minor character who survived the Raccoon City incident.

"It seems you're not quite clear about your situation?" Seeing Shen Ye's confused expression, Balalaika seemed to guess his doubts and asked.

"Yes, because I'm just a nobody," Shen Ye said helplessly. "I had no idea that anyone here would recognize me."

“A nobody? Not necessarily.” Balalaika stared at Shen Ye, then pulled out a laptop from somewhere, turned it on, and showed Shen Ye the screen.

Levi, who was standing to the side, was the most anxious. She squeezed next to Shen Ye, glanced at the screen, and then exclaimed in surprise.

"Shen, you're actually worth that much? Let me count them. Wow, so many zeros!"

Shen Ye touched his head. He saw his bounty notice displayed on the screen, with a reward of over three million US dollars.

“In fact, this is the combined amount of multiple bounties,” Balalaika said. “Many organizations have taken on this bounty, after all, more than three million US dollars is not a small sum.”

"So, you've accepted it too?" Dutch said. He was tall and burly, and Shen Ye and Levi could be seen without even having to stand on tiptoe.

“Of course not.” Balalaika shook her head: “The forces that issue these bounties are all pharmaceutical giants from Europe and America, as you know, Dutch. I don’t like them very much.”

As a former SL officer, Balalaika's men were mostly former professional soldiers. Although they had fallen into gangster life to make a living, they did not like, and even loathed, some of the Western powers. It was quite normal that she did not accept the bounty.

Dutch nodded. The Black Reef Chamber of Commerce and the Moscow Hotel had a good relationship, and he knew some of the inside information.

“Of course, while I’m not interested, it’s hard to say about the other forces in Roanapur. Many gangs and mercenaries, and well, some assassin organizations, are all ready to take on this job,” Balalaika continued.

"Just preparations?" Revy asked. "So, these people haven't decided whether or not to take the job yet?"

“Yes, after all, you caused quite a commotion at the Yellow Flag Bar yesterday, and the bounty poster also said that this person is very dangerous and advised against trying it lightly.” Balalaika said to Shen Ye, looking at the text below the bounty poster, “For now, you are safe.”

"That's good." Levi actually breathed a sigh of relief. She had a good impression of Shen Ye and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "I could tell you were extraordinary last night. No wonder you're the man with a bounty on your head."

"Stop fooling around," Shen Ye could only respond with a wry smile.

Just then, the laptop in Balalaika's hand suddenly beeped. She glanced at it, then exclaimed in surprise, "I have to take back what I just said."

"What's wrong?" Shen Ye asked.

"The bounty has just been increased again, hmm, by two million." Balalaika looked at Shen Ye with a smile: "To be honest, I'm a little tempted, that's five million US dollars..."

As she spoke, Balalaka smacked her lips.

"Five million!" Levi exclaimed exaggeratedly again. He wrapped his arm around Shen Ye's neck, but because he wasn't tall enough, he looked a bit funny as he stood on tiptoe.

"How about this, Shen? You let me capture you to collect the reward, and then I'll rescue you. How about that?"

"Not very good," Shen Ye said irritably.

"Don't be so stingy. When we get the money, we'll give you half."

Shen Ye raised a middle finger at her.

"Alright, Levi, Shen helped us just now." Dutch, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and pulled her off Shen Ye.

At this moment, Balalaika spoke up again: "Alright, I should go now. I still need to discuss the compensation with Minister Jingshan later, so see you next time."

Then she smiled at Shen Ye and said, "Although I don't know why you are wanted by so many European and American forces, if you need help, you can come to the Moscow Hotel to find me. I will be happy to help."

After saying that, she closed the car window.