Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

“I can’t wait any longer.” Levi’s lips curled into a cruel smile.

"Do you need my help?" Shen Ye asked.

Levi glanced at him and nodded, saying, "If you'd like, please go ahead."

“Alright, according to tradition, men on the left and women on the right, I’ll deal with the people coming in from the left, and you deal with the people on the right…” Shen Ye pulled the slide of his pistol and began to assign tasks.

But before he could finish speaking, Levi interrupted him: "You're so long-winded. Why don't you just kill all the living people?"

Then she added, "How about we have a competition to see who kills more people?"

Shen Ye shook his head: "I'm sorry, although the other side may be a bunch of damn bastards, I would never use killing as a competition."

"Alright then." Levi shrugged indifferently.

As the two were talking, the gunfire outside stopped, followed by a rapid sound of footsteps as the mercenaries stormed into the bar.

"Check carefully to see if there are any survivors," the mercenary commander said with a sneer. "I don't like people who are still alive."

Upon hearing this, his mercenaries began firing finishing shots at those who had fallen to the ground, regardless of whether they were dead or not.

"I like hearing that." Behind the bar, Levi chuckled coldly, then stood up, pushed herself up with one hand, and flipped over the bar.

Her physical abilities were off the charts. This push propelled her nearly two meters into the air. Before she even landed, the two Beretta 92F pistols in her hands went off, and several mercenaries fell to the ground.

"Fight back, fight back, there are still survivors."

The mercenaries, realizing what was happening, yelled and opened fire on Levi with their various spears. But Levi landed and started running, nimbly rolling and leaping around the tavern to dodge the bullets.

At the same time, Shen Ye also jumped over the bar, but unlike Levi, he was much more courageous. He rushed directly at a mercenary, and before the other could react, he crashed into his arms, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and shot down a mercenary next to him.

The mercenary whose pistol had been stolen was stunned for a moment, then opened his arms, trying to hug Shen Ye, but Shen Ye simply raised his leg and delivered a knee strike, sending the mercenary flying seven or eight meters away, knocking over a group of mercenaries in the process.

That wasn't all. Before the mercenaries could get up, Shen Ye suddenly accelerated, then leaped into the air and fired wildly above their heads.

Of course, although it was a random shooting, with the help of his fancy marksmanship, every bullet he fired was incredibly accurate.

bang bang bang...

A rapid-fire volley.

As soon as Shen Ye landed and stood firm, assuming a pose with his two pistols crossed over his chest, all the dozen or so mercenaries around him fell to the ground.

A conspicuous bullet hole appeared between their eyebrows.

"Well done, Shen, I approve of you." Shen Ye's performance amazed Levi.

His eyes lit up, especially when he saw Shen Ye firing wildly through the air with two guns, yet every bullet hit its mark.

As a woman, she likes these fancy yet practical techniques.

But after praising Shen Ye, Levi immediately added, "You hold on for a bit, I'm going to change my bullets."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran towards the bar, shouting as she ran, "Dutch, cover for me!"

"Understood." Dutch understood who Levi meant by "cover." He leaned out from behind the cover and shot the two men from behind.

"I'm back!" Levi greeted the bar owner as she jumped back behind the bar.

“You’d better not come back, Levi. I don’t want to welcome you.” The bar owner, holding a shotgun, roared angrily at her, “My shop has been vandalized countless times because of you, and you haven’t paid me a single penny. I really want to weld your asshole shut and then make a hole in the top of your head.”

"Oh dear! Oh dear! Let's talk about it when I have money." Levi reloaded her gun, gave a perfunctory reply, and jumped off the bar again, laughing loudly as she fired at the mercenary.

Watching the two continue their fight, especially Levi who was laughing while firing her gun, Okajima Rokuro was completely distraught. He muttered, "She... she's actually laughing, why..."

"Locke." Just then, he heard Dutch call his name from not far away.

He turned his head blankly and looked at Dutch, who was firing a gun as he said to him, "Sorry, Locke, we're afraid we can't take you back."

"Why?" Rokuro Okajima asked loudly.

“Because we don’t want to cause any trouble, you’ll have to figure it out yourself,” Dutch said to the mercenaries who kept pouring in, realizing that this matter had definitely caused a huge mess.

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to die here! You can't do this!" Okajima Rokuro exclaimed in horror. "Please take me with you! You brought me here, you should take me with you!"

To be honest, Dutch had a good impression of Okajima Rokuro, otherwise he wouldn't have given him a name. Hearing Okajima Rokuro's plea, he hesitated for a moment, glanced at Shen Ye and Levi, and finally nodded helplessly: "I really can't do anything with you. Okay, you can come along, just don't be a burden."

"I definitely won't." Okajima Rokuro nodded hurriedly. If it weren't for the ongoing gunfight outside, he would have already knelt down.

Dutch waved his hand, ignoring him, and then called out to the two who were still entangled with the mercenaries, "Levi, and that good man, we should go. Benny has already gone to get the car."

"I understand," Levi replied, jumping to Shen Ye's side and patting his shoulder. "Good man, we should go. There's an emergency exit at the back door of the bar."

Shen Ye nodded and began to retreat with Levi towards the back door of the bar. Just before leaving, he took out an offensive grenade he had found on a mercenary's corpse, pulled the pin, and threw it.

boom!

Amidst the smoke and flashes of the offensive grenades, they boarded the car that Benny had driven.

Chapter 63! The Worldline After the Plot Link

The mercenaries chased after him through the passage, but Benny stepped on the gas and the car sped away.

Watching the car disappear into the night, the mercenary commander stopped his men from giving chase.

"We can't catch up. Let them escape. First, we need to assess the casualties."

“Yes, Captain.” A mercenary beside him nodded.

The casualties all occurred in the bar. The bodies lay scattered all over the floor, making them easy to count. Soon, the casualty statistics were compiled, and the mercenary reported to the commander: "Captain, the results are in. We lost a total of thirty-one people, but the enemy had some follow-up shots, so we have no wounded."

"What astonishing casualty figures!" The captain paused for a moment, then said slowly.

"I'm sorry, Captain, we thought they were just ordinary thugs, so we were too careless."

"This has nothing to do with whether you were careless or not." The captain waved his hand. "They're not just ordinary thugs. Did you notice that man? His physical abilities, combat awareness, and the techniques he used—even within EO, very few people could do that. No, it should be said that no one could do what he did."

This kind of person is much better than those useless people we encountered in South Africa before. Those useless people weren't even worth eating; they were pointless.

At this point, the captain removed his sunglasses, a maniacal smile spreading across his fierce face: "But this time, we've met a tough opponent, and that's exactly what I've been waiting for..."

……

maritime!

The torpedo boat is moving at full speed.

Inside the boat, Dutch said while steer the speedboat, "At our current speed, we should be able to enter Palawan Port by evening at the latest, where we will meet up with Balalaika."

As for what happens after they reunite… Locke.”

Dutch called out to Okajima Rokuro.

"Ah!" Okajima Rokuro, who was sitting in the corner with his knees drawn up, looked up when he heard Dutch call him, his eyes vacant as he stared at Dutch.

"Benny is in contact with your company, and I believe you will be able to return soon."

"Really?" Okajima Rokuro's eyes instantly regained some of their sparkle.

“Of course, if the negotiations fail, we’ll have to dump you in Manila. It’s not exactly safe there either, but don’t worry, you won’t die right away,” Dutch continued.

"What the hell? What are you doing? You took me around without explaining anything, and then you abandoned me without explaining anything. Couldn't you just leave me in a safe place?" Okajima Rokuro, who had been holding back for so long, finally exploded and roared angrily.

"Who do you think you are? Do you have any choice here?" Levi, who had just come up from the lower cabin, pulled out a pistol and pressed it against Okajima Rokuro's forehead, saying coldly, "If you make any more noise, I'll show you the color of your brains."

These words made Okajima Rokuro immediately back down. He waved his hands repeatedly and sat back down on the ground.

But Shen Ye, who was maintaining a pistol nearby, suddenly burst out laughing, because he thought of someone.

"What are you laughing at?" Levi glanced at him, not understanding what made this man laugh.

"What you just said reminded me of someone who always liked to say the same thing," Shen Ye said, suppressing a laugh.

"What?"

"Let others see my brains." At this point, Shen Ye finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After his interruption, Levi lost interest in lecturing Okajima Rokuro. She put away her pistol and walked up to Shen Ye.

"You're having maintenance done after only one magazine? Is this gun really that important to you?" she asked.

Shen Ye nodded: "It was a gift from a friend, a very good friend."

"Oh, I see!" Levi looked curiously at the pistol, the same model as her own. After Shen Ye had finished repairing it, she helped him assemble it. Then, she was surprised to see several lines of inscriptions on the gun.

“STARS,” Revy read the first line of inscription. “What does this mean? Is it an abbreviation for an organization?”

Shen Ye nodded and was about to explain when he heard Dutch say, "It's an abbreviation for Special Tactics and Rescue Team."

He then asked, "Kind sir, is your friend a policeman from the United States?"

"How did you know?"

Dutch was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "When I was in the United States, I heard that there was an elite police force called STARS in a city called Raccoon City. However, after a biological weapon leak, the city was destroyed by the military with a nuclear bomb, and that elite police force was disbanded."

“No wonder… What, wait, what did you just say? How do you know about Raccoon City?” Shen Ye nodded, then realized something was wrong and stared at Dutch with wide eyes.

"Is it strange? I'm an American citizen, why wouldn't I know?" Dutch said irritably. "But you, a Chinese citizen, having an American police officer friend, that's strange!"

Shen Ye's mind suddenly went blank for a moment, as if he remembered something.

"Damn, this is such a mixed bag."

Shen Ye thought to himself, somewhat speechless.