Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 225 End
Staring at the completely black screen, the researchers present were somewhat panicked. The Tracker, which had perfectly met expectations in performance tests, was merely cannon fodder on this battlefield.

They initially acted like victors, transporting a group of trackers to the United States... My colleague, who was representing them, couldn't wait to smirk from departure to arrival.

After all, this is a major victory for the European division over the North American division!

What a load of bull! He keeps saying that once he develops the G virus, he'll win, but after ten years there's still no progress!
The two monsters that appeared in Raccoon City were actually that terrifying? Putting aside the fact that the supposed G-virus's binding node was less plausible than the Tracker's in the simulation, even if it was actually superior, there's no reason for it to be this much stronger!

After all the trackers were taken offline, Dr. Isaac immediately ordered the launch of the incapacitating missiles... There were just too many trackers there, and locating them using the still-intact chips was extremely easy.

“Activate another batch of trackers,” Isaac said.

The researchers looked at each other in bewilderment. The group of trackers that had just been wiped out was practically the last force they could muster.

This wasn't because they were being reckless; after all, no normal person would think that a tracker force of this size could be wiped out in an instant.

One researcher said cautiously, "However, that batch was the last force we could remotely control... Currently, all that's left in North America are a few trackers for their reference and use."

Isaac's face turned ashen. He pointed to the completely black screen: "So you're just going to leave us like blind and deaf people, completely unaware of what's going on?!"

“We could have them send Tyrant…” A researcher only got halfway through his sentence before quickly closing his eyes. After all, everyone could see that Dr. Isaac wanted to take the G-virus… If they sent Tyrant to clean up the mess, what if he failed? If he succeeded, wouldn’t that be handing the credit to someone else?

Isaac gritted his teeth and contacted the North American branch, demanding they send troops to assess the situation. With an overdose of incapacitating agents, those two monsters should be stunned for a while!
What worried him wasn't the two monsters, but that he couldn't see the situation anymore... If he didn't restore the surveillance, and even one of them escaped, his plans would be ruined.

"The surrounding surveillance systems are all down? Get them back up and running as soon as possible!" Isaac yelled at the North American branch. Although he wasn't theoretically their superior, those terrified idiots were now completely incapacitated, and if he didn't give them a push, everything would be over.

"Are there any other helicopters available?" The answer was no, since once the incapacitating agent spread, patrolling helicopters couldn't approach rashly.

"Aerosol concentration too high, invisible from a distance? Damn it, send in drones!"

"I told you not to send out your damn tyrants, but to send out our trackers! Send them out! What good are tyrants? Are they supposed to carry cameras?"

"What the hell are you hesitating about? What's the point of keeping trackers around? Can your pig brains even analyze this properly? Send them out now, and we'll send another batch to you later!"

After Isaac finished yelling, he was so angry he almost smashed his dedicated communicator. The idiots in the North American branch were too terrified to analyze anything; all they could think about was dropping a nuclear bomb to wipe them out.

If that happens, the company will only suffer losses... and gain absolutely nothing.

Even more foolish was that the misers at the top, upon hearing the news, also clamored for nuclear weapons to be dropped instead of biological weapons. Their outcry further unsettled the decision-making level.

Isaac calmed himself down and looked at the communicator in his hand. Logically, those whales should have bombarded him with calls when he demanded the continued deployment of bio-weapons. But why hadn't they called him yet? He was clearly the most hardline radical in the Raccoon City incident.

Just then, Isaac heard a voice in his ear.

He thought it was an earphone, but after listening for a second he realized it wasn't. It felt like someone was speaking right next to his ear... and the voice was exactly the same as his own!
The moment he heard what was said, Isaac's pupils contracted.

"It's a substandard clone after all... You can stop now."

His pupils never recovered, and blood began to seep from his nostrils and ears.

he died.

In the tense atmosphere among the researchers, a projection identical to Isaac appeared in the center of the laboratory... He wasn't looking at the researchers, because the projection was being shown to all the command centers simultaneously.

"Gentlemen, I will now personally command this operation... Send out a small force to restore frontline surveillance. If the enemy remains unharmed, then consult with the White House to activate the Sterilization Act," the man said with a smile.

As if someone had asked a question, he adopted a listening posture, then chuckled and waved his hand: "We have already used the strongest means below nuclear weapons... so expecting to end the battle with fewer troops than before is unrealistic, isn't it? The outcome is already decided. If they are not yet incapacitated, we will use nuclear weapons to at least keep them in place; if they are incapacitated, we will contain them."

"Heh, why were you so unenthusiastic about collecting samples before, but now you're worried about nuclear weapons destroying them... The situation is that we can't do anything about them, we no longer have the power to be meticulous."

"If we can't get them, we'll destroy them... Putting aside the possibility of studying the wreckage, the sheer power of that is something we can't afford to let go of, is it? Our former employees seem to have designs on us..."

"Oh? You're worried that nuclear weapons won't work on them? Well, then there's nothing we can do but pray to the God you all don't believe in, hehe..."

The air was thick with white dust. If this concentration were to spread, it could render an entire city incapacitated; if it didn't spread, it could be deadly.

However, this has no effect on Mu Xiang, nor on the G matrix.

In the air thick enough to block out any light, countless gazes remained fixed on Mu Xiang; and Mu Xiang could still clearly perceive the sea of ​​flesh and blood below, every movement crystal clear.

Countless broken skeletons rose from the sea of ​​flesh, extending bone claws as if to grasp the sun and moon in the sky. When they reached their limit, flesh and blood pushed them up from below, merging into limbs that were a fusion of fleshy tentacles and skeletal remains, and then continued to extend upwards.

“Interesting. If you hadn’t run into us, you would at least be worth a B-level…” Mu Xiang chuckled softly. Through the pale whiteness, he could see the postures of these skeletons.

It's like the rolling waves of the sea.

(End of this chapter)