Resident Evil: Eddie [EN]

"Well, as I thought. I was also warned to stay in Raccoon City; we're not allowed to go anywhere. Luckily they didn't interfere with my company, but sales rights in some areas had to be passed to Umbrella."

"Even though we're both sad, at least we're still alive." Eddie sighed as he took a sip of his wine.

Jill patted Eddie on the back as she tried to comfort him.

Rebecca could only look down and not speak. She didn't know what to say. To be honest, she didn't really care about Umbrella, even though she had a burning sense of justice in her heart. Still, this matter would sooner or later be resolved by Eddie.

She believed that Eddie could handle these things; all she needed to do was help him.

"Sigh, Brad is a coward; he doesn't even dare to come out at all." The pilot, Dooley, scolded silently. He looked very angry; as a fellow pilot like Brad, he felt that the man had disgraced the name of the special forces pilot!

"Relax, Dooley, everyone has their own ideals. You don't have to force him; if he's scared, we can't stop him. We have to mind our own business."

"Let's drink; although our future will be difficult, but at least we are still alive!"

Enrico tapped his friend's shoulder, signaling his friend to calm down.

"By the way, have you heard? There was a large-scale base in the northern area recently. It seems to be a ritual site rumored to be used by a heretical cult."

"But all I saw there were the same monsters we've seen in the Arklay Mountains," whispered Dooley.

Eddie nodded, "I also heard that Marvin is working on this. Reportedly Chief Brian signed an order to allow the use of heavy weapons. This can't be covered up forever."

"All we have to do is work hard, survive and complete our mission."

"You're right, but it's a bit difficult. Let's have a drink first." Enrico sighed.

There was a man who previously ate at the bar; the man is now sleeping. His friend tried to wake the man up, "Hey Bob, did you drink too much? Don't sleep here; wake up."

"Oh, hey Eddie! You happen to be here too."

"Hello, Uncle Mark! I'll treat you to a drink." Eddie greeted the uncle.

"Bartender, give him what he wants." Eddie smiled. But upon noticing the current situation, his smile suddenly disappeared.

Doesn't this situation seem very familiar?

Noticing Jill's curiosity, Eddie whispered. "When I worked at Umbrella, he was the head of security who worked there. He was a nice guy, a retired soldier."

"Oh." Jill nodded in relief.

*Bang!*

The bar door opened, and Kevin entered with his student, Leon. "Hey, guys! Huh, really tiring; I received a lot of cases; I need alcohol to relieve this tiredness!"

"You guys look so busy; what's really going on?" Eddie wondered.

"There's a lot of criminals showing up on the next block. We've set up roadblocks to keep those criminal cannibals from getting in. If the situation gets out of control, we'll set up explosives to send them to heaven!"

Kevin answered while sipping his beer; the man looked very tired.

"Those cultists are very much like the patients we see at the sewage treatment plant. Have they all lost their minds? They are so scary." Leon looks a little scared.

From his first day in, he faced this kind of situation. Naturally, he was speechless. In stark contrast to his instructor, Kevin seems to have had a more enjoyable first day.

*Bang!*

While everyone was busy chatting, the door suddenly opened. A homeless with disheveled hair entered while lowering his head. He was walking unsteadily; besides, his body gave off a disgusting stench!

This situation made Jill wince. As a pregnant woman, she is very sensitive to changes in smell. Unknowingly she pulled out her gun.

The bartender walked over and asked. "Sir, do you want to order something? If you want to buy something, I advise you to go back first and clean your body. We don't accept filthy customers here."

*Grah!!!*

The gloomy man suddenly raised his head while shouting, unlike a human.

His right eye had disappeared as if it had been eaten by something. Biting the bartender with his sharp teeth, the grumpy man immediately pulled him out.

"Please, please save me! Ahh, it hurts. Are you crazy? Release me, bastard!" It happened suddenly. Kevin raise the gun and shot the homeless zombie right in the head.

The bartender who has been bitten before dies shortly after.

The rats started to come out; they moved quickly across the bar floor. But the mice weren't like normal mice; they were as big as cats!

Eddie immediately stood up and took out his gun, "Careful; looks like the area around here has been infected. Damn, how did this spread so fast!"

"Rebecca, come here, bring your guns. Our daggers and guns will probably be needed."

"Understood!"

Rebecca nodded quickly. She took out her tactical daggers. Even though she looks cute and is only eighteen years old, her experience as part of S.T.A.R.S. makes her a strong female warrior!

On top of that, she also received a Boost Serum, which increased her combat effectiveness many times!

On the other hand, Cindy took out her dagger and gun for the first time. "Eddie, what do we do now?"

Kevin walked over and examined the bitten bartender. When he looked up, he saw many zombies approaching with their arms raised.

Kevin immediately stepped back as he closed the door and locked it, "Leon, come here, bring the table; we must block the door immediately! The monsters have come!"

Leon swiftly moved the tables and chairs to block the door. Looking at the terrifying zombie through the window, his scalp felt numb!

"Kevin, where are you now? There are too many cults member here; we have set up explosives. If you want to come, go and meet us on Anna Street!" Someone's voice from the Walkie Talkie was heard.

"Okay, I'll go there now." Kevin hangs up.

"I will help you; there are too many zombies here; we can't continue to stand still."

"Although I don't want to admit it, those people have become undead, zombies, monsters! The only way to deal with them is to shoot them in the head. Shooting the other parts will only waste bullets." Eddie raised his gun with a serious expression.

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