Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 212 Return
What happened next was very simple. After Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha rejoined the team, the group escorted the citizens out of the subway station and back to the surface, then headed towards the blockade line to the south.

With Zhan Lan's mental scan, Mu Xiang and the others successfully escorted the citizens to the National Guard's garrison area.

Perhaps out of concern for being photographed by outsiders, Zhan Lan's scan results show that there are no biological weapons in the southernmost part of Raccoon City... It seems that the Umbrella Corporation has set up an area of ​​operation.

Although Zhan Lan had completed the mental scan silently, a hint of relief appeared on Mikhail's face when he saw the National Guard. It seemed he didn't want to hand the citizens over to the company either; the group tacitly walked to the National Guard's encampment, thus avoiding some trouble.

These negotiations were carried out by Mikhail, a UBCS officer. After a slight hesitation, Gill decided to remain in the blockade zone.

"What do we do next?" Jill asked Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses: "Don't you want to continue the rescue? We also need to rescue one of our partners, so we'll definitely be going back the way we came... The subway is still very important to you."

He added, "In addition, I will try my best to eliminate those biological weapons... and we also need to preserve evidence."

Jill thought for a moment, then said hesitantly, "You said before that you would go find a vaccine?"

"What, are you trying to save Raccoon City with a vaccine?" Mu Xiang looked at her with a half-smile.

Mu Xiang's deepest impression was of the antidote that restored zombies in the CG movie "Resident Evil: Revengeance"... and it was sprayed by a plane. After it was sprayed, all the infected people in the city returned to normal.

So, if you eat the head of your own relative or lose some organ, it's all wiped clean, right? You can go about your business as usual afterward, and the flesh inside your belly will be forgiven.

Let's just call it "Resident Evil: The Finale".

“That’s impossible… at least not right now.” Mu Xiang shrugged. “The essence of the T-virus is to make corpses move, while when a living person is infected, they die first and then move in the form of a corpse… If the antidote can restore zombies to a human state, then it means that the antidote can bring the dead back to life.”

Seeing Jill's somewhat dejected expression, Mu Xiang added, "Perhaps we can do that in the future... But for now, my advice when dealing with any zombie is to show no mercy and kill them all."

Carlos patted Jill on the shoulder: "But even if you manage to get your hands on a vaccine, there will be times when it comes in handy, right?"

Mu Xiang nodded: "That's right, at least it will make you much safer."

"Damn it, I'll just stick with you guys from now on," Carlos sighed. "At worst, I'll just keep fighting as a guerrilla."

Zhan Lan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you two planning to go back to your old professions?"

Carlos glanced at the cordon a hundred meters away, where Mikhail was handing over refugees to the National Guard.

“The old man never intended to work diligently for the company before, and now he doesn’t believe it at all.” Carlos lowered his voice. “He told me to wait and see what the company does… Since the company wants us to be cannon fodder, we’ll do as they want and then run away.”

Mu Xiang adjusted his glasses: "Then you guys better be careful, they'll probably be carrying out a cleanup operation soon. Like dropping a nuclear bomb or something..."

"Hehe, don't we still have you guys?" Carlos said casually, "You're good at fighting and you have intelligence."

Mu Xiang smiled and said, "Yes, after all, we're in this together."

The group left by subway around 2 a.m.; and when Mikhail finished dealing with the matter and returned alone, it was already 4 a.m.

“It’s very troublesome.” Mikhail’s physical condition had improved considerably, but he was noticeably more exhausted. Although the National Guard had come to his aid, the procedures and processes were quite cumbersome. Without scientific testing methods, they could only rely on complicated procedures to temporarily restrain and isolate all the refugees.

Mikhail had worked in the bureaucratic system, but even after completing all the formalities, he was still mentally exhausted.

“It took so long for just a dozen or so people…” Mikhail said with a wry smile. “Fortunately, the National Guard only has two company consultants on its side, and the command is in the hands of the White House, otherwise I would still be worried.”

Carlos first squatted down to smoke, a posture he copied from Zheng Zha, but he didn't squat properly, so he could only put half of his buttocks on the curb.

Upon seeing Mikhail emerge, he immediately stood up, his legs going numb and he nearly collapsed.

"What did you say to the consultant?" Carlos's movement as he stood up was comical, but it hit the nail on the head.

Mikhail's face showed a hint of sarcasm: "Ha, they took advantage of the fact that no one was around to blame me for bringing the person into the hands of the National Guard... and then gave me a communicator to contact the higher-ups."

Just as Jill was about to speak, Mu Xiang placed his hand in front of her eyes, signaling her to be quiet.

“After confirming that only Carlos and I had come, they first said that I had led the team poorly and suffered heavy losses... then they subtly asked me if there were any survivors.” Mikhail sneered, “Then they told me to continue the rescue, saying that a joint military and company force would come to pick me up later.”

As he spoke, Mikhail took out a communicator: "They said we can use this to stay in touch anytime."

His accent was already quite melodic, and at this moment he emphasized the word "at any time".

Mu Xiang nodded silently, signaling everyone to head towards the subway station.

Mikhail tacitly handed the communicator to Mu Xiang.

To put it in perspective, the internal structure of this communicator is incredibly convoluted. It is indeed a communicator, but it also contains various devices unrelated to communication… such as a locator and a listening device.

The company probably discovered that Team D was involved with Mu Xiang and others. This tampered communication device was probably a common tactic used by the company—the Umbrella Corporation's vast intelligence network had its reasons, and this surveillance method was one of them.

The others chatted casually, while Mu Xiang took out his phone and kept adjusting something.

"It's like a pillow coming when you're sleepy..." Mu Xiang chuckled within the mind chain. "Chu Xuan's phone can analyze this kind of communication network, which means I can hack into their surveillance and tracking system. Do you think we can find Alice in this system?"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Lan laughed and said, "I thought you were going to destroy this communicator."

“No, I even suspect it’s connected to the tracker’s system…” Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses, “So I actually need this more than Umbrella Corporation.”

Mu Xiang pondered for a moment, then added, "If that's the case, I'll separate from you. Zhan Lan, with your mental power, you could easily control the Tracker and the Tyrant, right?"

"Of course, their physical bodies are still okay, but their spiritual bodies are too weak," Zhan Lan thought to herself. "But how do you explain this ability?"

Mu Xiang smiled and said, "Just say that I hacked into the backstage."

(End of this chapter)