However, none of the group members, including Rosen, paid any attention to these fighter jets.
Hell's Fubuki alone could easily pull down these large chunks of metal with her superpowers.
And Frieren, upon seeing the new type of weapon, once again showed curiosity.
Such a thing could fly in the sky without magical propulsion; if it could be used for travel, it would save a lot of effort.
Gabriel wondered if she should try aiming a rocket launcher at a plane, like in a game.
However, she eventually abandoned this tempting idea.
Meanwhile, the pilots, completely unaware that they were already easy prey, looked at Rosen and his group with a hint of disdain.
Then, one of the planes dropped a black iron suitcase.
It landed precisely in the courtyard of the shelter.
Rosen walked over and opened the suitcase; inside, there was only a satellite phone.
Upon answering, a low, feminine voice immediately came through.
From the timbre, she sounded to be in her forties or fifties.
"Hello, stranger, I am a director of the Umbrella Corporation and the main person in charge of communicating with you this time. We previously discovered your existence through surveillance in Tokoname City, and we have come with good intentions to speak with you."
"If you agree, board the plane, and they will escort you to the Umbrella Corporation's headquarters."
"Alright, but I demand to bring my companions. If you agree, I'll go with you."
Rosen said.
The voice was silent for a moment, then gave an affirmative reply: "Yes, I represent the company's board of directors in agreeing to your request. In that case, I also propose the company's terms."
"Upon arriving at headquarters, you will be arranged to fight against the company's latest Tyrant. We need to collect your combat data and blood samples. If you agree, not only can your companions gain qualifications as internal company members, but you can even exceptionally join the board of directors and become one of the executives."
"These matters can be discussed later, but I hope we can cooperate happily."
"Happy cooperation."
After the words fell, the satellite phone was hung up.
And to prevent the company members from discovering any anomalies, Rosen spoke in the chat group.
Shepherd: "Negotiation complete. Once we reach headquarters, proceed according to the original plan."
Fallen Angel: "No problem."
Magic Old Man: "I've found the mind magic."
Hell's Fubuki: "Be careful of tricks; Umbrella wouldn't be so kind."
Du Dao: "Indeed, we need to be careful."
Shepherd: "I know, but in the face of pure power, any scheme is futile. We just need to prepare ourselves and ensure they don't get infected with the virus."
Soon, one of the planes landed directly in an open space.
The transport plane's belly hatch opened, and Rosen led more than a dozen people in single file.
The interior of the plane had been modified, concealing many hidden holes.
Frieren used her clairvoyance magic to see the internal structure.
Magic Old Man: "There are many weapons hidden inside, and there should also be poison gas emitters."
Fallen Angel: "I knew they had ill intentions!"
Hell's Fubuki: "We probably do too…"
Shepherd: "If nothing goes wrong, the other planes outside are also aimed at us."
Despite this, everyone was not worried at all.
Hell's Fubuki and Frieren guaranteed that they could create a barrier to protect everyone before any conflict arose.
And seeing Rosen and his group still full of confidence, Saya Takagi and Nan Lixiang's moods gradually relaxed.
Before long, they leaned back in their seats and fell asleep.
How fast was the plane? Even thousands of kilometers would only take a few hours.
Soon, several planes flew over the Japanese border and arrived over the Pacific Ocean.
When the plane landed, Rosen realized they had arrived on a super-large cruise ship.
Gabriel secretly complained, "Using a cruise ship as headquarters, that's something."
At the very least, zombies couldn't swim.
On the deck, a group of people were already waiting for them.
A middle-aged blonde woman dressed in a suit.
Although she usually appeared well-maintained, due to the racial characteristics of Caucasians, her age was still evident, but everyone could still sense her dignified aura from her high position.
Behind her, there were a total of six special forces members.
No need to think further, there were many muzzles aimed at them from the shadows.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Anna, the person in charge who communicated with you on the phone earlier."
The woman came up and shook Rosen's hand.
Rosen smiled lightly and raised his hand: "Now tell me everything about the company."
As his words fell, an invisible force rippled through the air.
Then, the middle-aged woman horrifyingly discovered that her mouth began to move uncontrollably.