Infinity, progress from Arasaka

The Pentagon has ordered a full suite of drones from Umbrella's California division.

There are consumer-grade, competition-grade, professional-grade, large-scale flying platforms and other series. As expected of the wealthy US military, the starting price of each series is three digits and above. This was just the trial deployment when UAVs were first accepted in 1998.

Different from the trial batch purchases some time ago, this order is a long-term cooperation.

Large-scale orders are placed every year, and the amount even increases year by year. At the end of the year, the report is submitted to Congress for consultation and is listed separately in the military expenditure and defense budget application report.

All are happy.

The Pentagon group was sent out of the industrial park by Vera, and someone specially sent them to the hotel that cooperated with Umbrella to stay. They were served with good food and drinks. We are all human beings and not that busy. We might as well have some fun first before returning to Washington.

Snapped.Snapped.

Back in his office in the industrial park, his fingertips tapped on the desk for the Pentagon's order contract and cooperative service qualification certificate, and the decent smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"Sure enough, the prosthetics industry has a huge stake in the semiconductor, intelligent control, and electronic information industries. Not only has Umbrella been targeted by the Antitrust Bureau, but even Washington, which has a paternal relationship with the British, can't sit still."

Umbrella is the world leader in the medical industry, and Washington endured it.

But now, Vera has created Umbrella's Black Umbrella department.

Its functions cover several emerging industries such as prosthetics, intelligent control, arms, semiconductors, electronic products, etc., all of which are world-leading. Its scale has been visibly growing in the past two years, and the officials in Washington can no longer sit still.

If Umbrella itself was not divided into four factions, with strong political lobbying groups and judicial teams, Spencer himself would have been summoned to attend the antitrust hearing even if he was in a wheelchair.

The more successful Vera is, the more Washington wants to break up Umbrella, at least USA Umbrella.

It's only a matter of time.

Drake C. Simmons can only delay but not stop it. Besides, he probably would be happy to see the breakup of Umbrella.

'Getting Off the Boat' is this year.

Vera frowned slightly, leaned back in the executive chair, adjusted her sitting position to be comfortable, stretched out her long legs, and spread out the Colorado newspaper she had subscribed to.

In a corner of the newspaper, it was written in inconspicuous words: "A serial murder case has occurred in Raccoon City. The RPD (Raccoon City Police Department) announced that it will definitely wipe out the Satanic cult organization..."

1998 December 9

There is no doubt that the severely delayed news was suppressed by Umbrella.

"It's almost there." A strange sense of stimulation and urgency rose from her chest, and Vera gently rubbed her temples.

The time has come to break away from Umbrella.

This isn't Arasaka, and that old bastard Oswell E. Spencer is no longer useful.

Vera has been very kind to Spencer and the Umbrella board of directors over the years.

Cultivation?

Not much. She was not a superior product of the 'Wesker Project', but a wild genius who emerged naturally and happened to be employed by Umbrella.

She gave them several times, even dozens of times, in return for their investment.

Not to mention the Western universal values ​​of freedom, even in the East, Vera's behavior of starting her own business and changing jobs is morally impeccable.

Besides, Umbrella itself is not clean, with the T virus project, the G virus project, the BOW biological weapon... and the upcoming Raccoon City biochemical crisis. She has ten thousand reasons to leave in anger.

From the moment she entered Umbrella, Vera was preparing to escape.

Whether at the Umbrella board meeting or at a private product launch, she had expressed her opposition to the company's uncapped investment of large amounts of money and experimental materials in biological research, and she did not hide her criticism and disdain.

She believed that the company's strategic direction was wrong and that the direction she proposed was the right one. The company was clinging to its old ways and favored unrealistic over-medicalization.

After several years of performances, everyone who has paid attention to Umbrella knows that Director Vera of the Black Umbrella Department is a genius and a major contributor to Umbrella's transformation and expansion. She is also the senior executive within the company who is most dissatisfied with the board of directors' old established strategy.

There are also some dissatisfied old people within Umbrella, but Vera can make money.

No one has trouble with money.

Well, just treat it as a way to appease the ancestors.

At the same time, many people inside Umbrella were influenced by Vera. If you think about it carefully, hmm... it seems that there is some truth in it.

How much resources have the company invested in those forbidden areas of biological viruses? In the end, few of them can be realized.

If the Cold War had not ended in 91, and they had luckily obtained a body that could stably adapt to the T virus by accepting a group of laid-off officers from Eastern Europe, the results would have been zero.

From this perspective, the future of [Mechanical Ascension] described by Vera is undoubtedly more credible.

Immortality is too far away, but extending life and maintaining health by replacing prosthetic limbs and bionic organs is tangible.

A large number of people who originally supported virology chose to change their allegiance and joined Vera's "Black Umbrella" faction.

What about Spencer?

Keep watching.

Perhaps Spencer was insidious and ruthless when he was young, but also extremely wise and decisive, but now, the old Deng has become obsessed with the dream of eternal life.

Vera knew Spencer's true colors.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Deng is very majestic and all-powerful in the board of directors, and has set up such a large business around the world, as if he is playing a big game of chess, hiding an unfathomable conspiracy. In fact, the root cause is very simple. He plays such a big game just to prolong his life.

Therefore, he supports Vera's prosthetic project;

He also supports William Birkin's T and G projects.

He even invested the money Vera earned into the big hole on William Birkin's side. There was the factor of sunk cost, and he himself was hooked by the pie painted by William Birkin, trapped by obsession, and his senility was also an important factor.

Da da…

Tapping her fingers lightly on the table, Vera finally stopped her gaze on the red and white umbrella-shaped logo on the corner of the desk.

There is a high probability that she will erase these umbrella logos this year.

"The name Umbrella will definitely not be used anymore after it becomes a household name...ah, I got it." An idea flashed in her mind, as if she had thought of something. The corners of Vera's mouth curled up into a slight smile, and she took out a notebook and drawing pens from the drawer.

rustle.

MILITECH.

A new logo with a black background, yellow lines, and a V-shaped pattern nested in a square appeared on the paper.

"Military technology."

As Vera uttered this word, a terrifying light flashed in her eyes.

The vehicle manufacturing workshop must be put into production as soon as possible. We need both Arasaka and military-technical vehicles. They are old and outdated models. It is not difficult to get them as a senior Arasaka security official.

The prosthetics industry also needs to speed up its updates and iterations.

Today, she designs and manufactures implants that are currently on the market mainly to replace missing or damaged limbs and organs.

Limbs, artificial heart valves, vertebrae—all designed to save a patient’s life or allow a patient to function normally after severe physical trauma.

In the definition of the cyberpunk world, these are considered to be the 0th generation cyber components.

Vera needs to create real first-generation, or even second-generation or third-generation cyber components to arm her personal bodyguards.

At the same time, she also needs to speed up the acceptance of some of Umbrella's private armed forces, preferably a few USS special operations forces. As for the acceptance of the USF guard force, she has already done it a long time ago.

Arasaka weapons have been produced on a small scale, and Vera has delivered them to the USF guard units under her control.

Thoughts are pouring out.

Just as Vera was constantly thinking about how to more conveniently extract more benefits from the impending collapse of Umbrella, dong dong...

"Please come in."

"Director Russell, there is a man who sneaked into the industrial park and wants to see you."

The secretary pushed the door open with a strange look on his face. He hesitated for a moment, then continued to report with some doubt: "He has an ID from the Raccoon City Police Department. He said he has very important news for you. It's a matter of great importance and is the inside story of the company. He also said you must meet him."

Raccoon City is William Birkin's territory, and the discord between Director Russell and him is known to the whole company. That person is probably the director's spy planted in Raccoon City.

"what?"

Vera was stunned when she heard this.

"what is his name?"

"He said his name was Chris Redfield."

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Chapter 026 Chris, Go Back to Raccoon City (Two in One)

night.

Deep forest.

Weird mansion.

The bodies of his comrade Kevin Dooley were all mutilated, with faces eaten and torsos torn apart.

The face looking back in the darkness, the pale and rotten face...

"call..."

Chris Redfield sat forward with his head lowered and took a deep breath.

After a while, he opened his eyes and what came into view was a huge red and white umbrella-shaped floor tile, which had been silver-plated and glazed, and was shiny and spotless.

"Umbrella..."

The sound almost came out of the man's throat. The muscles on the man's face were trembling in anger, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be about to burst into fire.

Chris will never forget what happened that night, July 7th.

As a member of the Raccoon City Police Department's STARS (Special Tactics and Rescue Team) Alpha Team, he participated in the operations against the "cult organization" incidents that occurred in the Arklay Mountains this spring.

He swore that this was the nightmare of his life.

Bullshit cult!

It's zombies, the living dead, biological weapons, and the sins of the USA military and Umbrella Corporation!

For the past two months, whenever Chris closed his eyes, he would dream that he was back in that damn mansion again, facing the bites of rotting, torn corpses oozing pus and blood, as well as the attacks of various deformed biochemical experimental monsters.

"...Hehe, an executive from Umbrella, I hope it works."

Chris looked up. Under the illumination of the high-tech chandeliers, the reception hall of the new headquarters building in the Umbrella Industrial Park in San Francisco was as bright as day. He couldn't help but squint his eyes as he had been accustomed to groping in the dark during this period.

After the ordeal at the mansion, he was treated and recovered at Raccoon City General Hospital, and along with Jill, Barry, and Rebecca, as the S.T.A.R.S. survivors, he made several attempts to expose Umbrella's crimes to the authorities.

It's a pity that the arm can't twist the thigh.

Umbrella controlled all the lifelines of Raccoon City and suppressed the situation.

The letter of complaint to the FBI fell on deaf ears, with no response. Even STARS was forced to shut down. Chris could only continue to collect dirty information about Umbrella and evidence of their biochemical research from all sides.

Due to some extreme behavior during this period, he was suspended. But Chris did not give up, and prepared to use this as an excuse to go on vacation in Europe and continue to track down Umbrella's Paris headquarters.

The process is still difficult.

At this time, it was Rebecca's letter that gave Chris another idea.

Rebecca, who was invited by the Exeter branch of STARS in Maine, suddenly appeared in California and said that she could try to divide Umbrella from within.

The possibility of this happening was pure bullshit to Chris.

Will the people from Umbrella fight among themselves and dismember their own company?

But, it’s not a solution.

Given the current situation, there is no point in just waiting, so why not give it a try?

Driven by a sense of justice and a mission to avenge his fallen teammates, Chris quietly returned from Europe.

After meeting up with Rebecca in San Francisco, he first scolded her for her recklessness. Then, he took over Rebecca's job and kept watch for a few days to understand the situation.