"Bomb bay opened safely, prepare to commence bombing immediately..."
Swoosh swoosh—!
The voice of the attack crew came slowly from inside the B-52 Stratofortress. Then, without any hesitation, as if laying eggs,
Black bombs quickly flew out of the rear bay as if they cost nothing, raining down upon the C5 Giant Fly like a torrential downpour.
Boom ... Rumble rumble...!!!
In an instant,
Earth-shattering explosions erupted and swept across the area.
Heaven and earth shook. The soaring flames of the explosions were blindingly bright against the pitch-black night. The hotel skyscraper where the C5 Giant Fly was located was leveled to the ground by sixty bombs.
It turned into ruins and dissipated into dust. The terrifying shockwave madly swept through the surrounding buildings; gale-force winds rose, and debris and sand flew everywhere.
It spread outward like a sandstorm, and the pillar of crimson fire nearly a hundred meters high was even more eye-catching.
Like the fires of hell,
A column of flame rose nearly a hundred meters into the air.
Rolling black shadows formed a mushroom cloud that continued to drift upward. The power of this concentrated bombardment was comparable to that of a conventional missile...
Volume 9 Resident Evil 6: Chapter 77 Facing It
With the series of bombs falling,
And the skyscraper already reduced to a leveled ruin, Javier already knew the game was over.
The C5 Giant Fly was as dead as it could be.
Against such terrifying firepower, there was almost no bio-organic monster that could withstand it head-on.
After all, that is the nature of carbon-based lifeforms; no matter how strong their regenerative abilities, they cannot resist such world-ending carpet bombing.
Rumble rumble rumble—!!!!!
The sounds of explosions and the light of the fires continued.
After dealing with the C5 Giant Fly, the B-52 Stratofortress circled the city center once more.
It dropped the remaining bombs near the city center, blasting a defensive line around the perimeter before slowly departing.
However, as it left,
A white parachute slowly descended from the tail of the B-52 Stratofortress, carrying a figure wearing a tight combat suit.
It was Jill, who had just been speaking with them.
Originally, Jill wanted the B-52 to make an emergency landing in the city, but with a fifty-six-meter wingspan,
There was simply no road in the crowded city center capable of handling such a landing.
Even the main roads were filled with stalled, paralyzed cars.
Unable to land, Jill had no choice but to parachute down alone, letting the B-52 return to base to report the mission.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The parachute slowly descended.
A moment later, Jill performed a clean, agile roll,
Successfully landing near the square where Javier was. After unbuckling the white parachute and spreading it out to create a simple, conspicuous SOS marker, Jill finally had time to walk toward Javier.
Old acquaintances meeting again.
Jill came up and gave Javier a big hug. Although she hadn't been taken by Wesker for virus research in this timeline,
Jill's current outfit was very similar to her appearance in Resident Evil 5. The blue, skin-tight combat suit accentuated her figure perfectly.
Her long golden hair was tied in a braid to one side.
The hairstyle was a bit dangerous but suited Jill's current temperament perfectly. Her eyes were filled with an indescribable expression, like a mix of lament and nostalgia.
But Jill didn't forget the business at hand.
After hugging Javier and catching up briefly, she opened the PDA in her hand and explained to him:
"Sorry, because the city environment doesn't support a landing, none of those three bombers could land here directly and had to return to base."
"But don't worry, Javier. I've already re-notified the BSAA members to have them send a helicopter for support immediately—even if I had to fake the orders to do it!"
As she spoke,
Jill playfully stuck her tongue out at Javier.
It turned out... the reason Jill could command these planes for support wasn't entirely due to her connections.
It was through falsified orders.
After all, Jill's role was a BSAA logistics operator, specifically responsible for assigning organizational tasks to BSAA Squad Members.
For example, determining which locations needed support.
Jill utilized this authority to report several urgent, fake missions, ensuring the BSAA would send a helicopter over first.
As for what would happen once the orders were proven false?
Jill was indifferent to that. She was already in logistics anyway; it wouldn't matter if she were fired from the BSAA.
Even though she had falsified the orders,
What she was doing was indeed important. Providing support to Javier,
Was the best proof. It would be truly strange if such a massive monster in the city center was left unmanaged!
So Jill wasn't afraid of punishment.
As one of the most veteran members of the BSAA,
Though her current rank wasn't high, the contributions she had made to the BSAA were significant. Even if punished, she wouldn't be sent to a military tribunal.
At most, her BSAA membership would be revoked.
So Jill wasn't afraid. She was thirty-six years old now,
And she couldn't dedicate her entire life to fighting bio-organic threats. It was time to do what she wanted and pursue her own happiness.
"Sorry, I've troubled you, Jill. Now I owe you another favor..."
To this,
Javier appeared quite embarrassed.
He hadn't expected Jill to resort to faking orders to get support. This favor he owed wasn't just ordinary—it was a massive one.
"Is that so?"
"Then how do you plan to repay this favor?"
Seeing Javier's awkward and sheepish expression, Jill found it quite amusing and continued to tease him.
Since she was planning to retire anyway,
She naturally didn't care about BSAA matters.
Calling it a favor didn't really matter to her, but Jill simply wanted to joke with Javier while testing the waters.
"This..."
"I don't know, but as long as it's something I can do, Jill, you can ask for anything when the time comes."
"However, the most urgent matter right now is the Underwater Oil Field Base where Chris and the others are. Although the biohazard in Lanshiang City is resolved, things over there aren't finished yet."
"Only when the HAOS at the undersea oil rig is destroyed can this matter truly be considered over..."
Faced with Jill's teasing,
Javier felt a bit out of his element and could only manage a vague promise.
But he quickly changed the subject. Now was not the time for reminiscing; as long as the HAOS hadn't been successfully dealt with, Javier's heart could not rest.
Clack clack clack...
"What favor...?!"
However,
At that moment, the crisp sound of high heels slowly approached from a distance. Looking over,
A red silhouette was walking toward them.
A red shirt, black leather pants, leather boots, clean-cut short black hair, and a face full of heroic spirit—it was undoubtedly Ada.
However, Ada's current appearance was somewhat disheveled. She had fought a major battle with that madwoman Carla and successfully used liquid nitrogen to deal with her.
But Ada herself wasn't in much better shape. Her clothes were heavily damaged, she was dirty all over, and her originally fair face was covered in smudges.
She looked like a little kitten that had just crawled out of a coal pile. Clutching her injured arm, she looked both pitiable and slightly comical.
However, Ada was not in a good mood right now.
She frowned as she looked at Jill, who had suddenly appeared. Naturally, she knew Jill.
They had met in Raccoon City; a member of S.T.A.R.S who later became a member of the BSAA and one of the Original Eleven. She was considered one of the very formidable women in the field.
But Ada hadn't expected Javier to have a connection with Jill as well, and their relationship seemed quite good.
Combined with the look in their eyes,
Ada had a bad feeling. It was like a little tabby cat catching someone stealing its fish, and she was naturally the wild black cat.
She was very possessive of her "dried fish," so as soon as they met, Ada asked in a very cold voice.
"Ada...?!"
"Great, you're finally back. Are you hurt?"
Seeing Ada's sudden appearance, Javier didn't feel like he'd been caught doing something wrong. Instead, he walked forward with a surprised expression, grabbed Ada's arm, and asked with concern.
He couldn't help it; Javier was truly worried about Ada. Although Ada had defeated Carla effortlessly in the game,
In reality, due to the butterfly effect,
Carla had undoubtedly been strengthened. So Javier had been worried whether Ada would be a match for her.
Now, seeing Ada return safely,
It presumably meant Carla had been successfully dealt with. This allowed Javier's racing heart to slowly relax; after all, having protagonist armor didn't mean one couldn't die.
"I'm fine..."
"What's the situation?"
Seeing Javier's nervous look of concern for her, Ada's original dissatisfaction softened slightly.
She thought to herself that this bastard still had a bit of a conscience to care about her, so she dropped the jealous tone and asked with feigned indifference.
Thud, thud—!!!
Buzz buzz buzz...
However,
Before Javier could explain, a buzzing sound echoed in the sky once more.
It was the support helicopter Jill had ordered.
The rotors spun at high speed, creating a gust of wind that blew everyone's hair. Their eyes narrowed as the military-green camouflage helicopter slowly landed in front of them.
"Ada, there's no time to explain. Get on the helicopter. We need to head to the undersea oil rig in the HK Sea Area first."
"Carla has backup plans there. We must successfully destroy the experimental research base there for this matter to be over!"
Seeing this,
Javier knew time was precious. Without further explanation to Ada, he immediately opened the helicopter door.
He then reached out to pull Ada, Jill, and Sherry into the cabin, then ordered the BSAA pilot to take off immediately for the oil rig base at sea...
...
On the other side—