Infinity, progress from Arasaka

“Contact the policy consulting firms and think tanks we work with, and submit to Congress the question of whether military emergency prevention centers should be set up in major cities. If it weren’t for our employees who happened to be on the plane, would the plane have crashed into a building in San Francisco? How can we prevent it in the future…”

"In conjunction with the NRA and the Veterans Association, Militech's security department will expand the number of employees dedicated to responding to corporate security services..."

Why is it a full-time response corporate security service? Because Vera doesn't want to recruit this group of short-term newly recruited USA veterans into the MSF force.

She doesn't want too many USA veterans to come in at once and pollute the authoritarian tendencies of the MSF force.

Rather lack rather than abuse.

The memory hidden deep in Vera's soul told her that if she wanted everyone, she would have to pay a price for indiscriminate mergers and expansions.

For example, Boeing is still thriving today.

In 1997, Boeing merged with the industry's second largest company, McDonnell Douglas, completing the merger of the century and becoming the unique eldest son of the United States. But in the eyes of Vera, who has "future vision", this matter has the beauty of the Paperclip Project, which is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s merger with Hydra.

From then on, Boeing's product quality control began to decline, from being the safe and reliable queen of the skies to being the black hole of failures and the little prince of air crashes.

This is not like Boeing merging with McDonnell Douglas, but the beginning of McDonnell Douglas (the former king of air crashes) taking over...

Therefore, although Vera was reorganizing and merging old Umbrella's factories, bases, equipment and personnel all over the world, she would never easily let them come into contact with the "Black Umbrella" department she established, which is now the business line of military technology.

Instead, they were kept as they were, allowing them to continue producing Umbrella's old civilian medical products and some military supplies, and allowing the military technology business to have an inconspicuous medical department, which could be used to join the activities of the Global Pharmaceutical Alliance.

Boeing’s lesson taught Vera that mergers and expansions should be done with caution.

But she didn't want to throw away the olive branch extended by the aviation giant, so she could only expand temporarily.

USA soldiers are free to be free, as long as they are capable enough and can pass the training to be aviation security officers, they will sign short-term contracts. I believe they will not refuse this opportunity to make extra money.

“Notify the marketing department to design a new recruitment advertisement. I have a feeling that this is just the beginning. Our products and production capacity are far from being able to vent the rage of American citizens…”

...

A day later, Vera flew to Washington on a special plane.

Military Technology Medical Services Center in San Francisco.

"Chris, I think you'll be discharged from the hospital soon. The military and higher-ups have prepared a press conference for you to return to the public eye."

In the ward, Chris, who was feeling sad and angry because of the 911/ incident, looked up and saw Jill and Barry.

Both of them pulled over a folding chair and sat down with a sigh on their faces.

How should I put it? They were still celebrating at noon yesterday. They had eaten and drunk their fill, and went to sleep and rest in the afternoon. They were woken up in the evening and realized that such a big thing had happened in the United States.

The message revealed by BSAA's North American headquarters in Washington is very clear: the White House and Congress are taking big actions and a war is about to begin.

Chris, as the ace of BSAA, since the military hospital said that you have recovered very well and your physical test data has been certified, you should prepare to return to the team.

In the war on terror, who knows whether those terrorists will be desperate enough to buy BOW on the black market to stockpile biological and chemical viruses? The military urgently needs an elite team with experience in anti-BOW and anti-biological and chemical warfare to go back and take charge and promote their experience.

“How big will it be?” Chris said.

"Watch it yourself." Jill reached out, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned on the TV series.

Beep. She changed the channel, and saw that many programs were still repeating the 911/ incident. Soon, she found the official news channel of Military Technology.

Chris recognized the MSF operators who had rescued the fourth hijacked flight yesterday afternoon. Although he couldn't go out, he kept an eye on yesterday's news.

Behind the MSF operators, military science employees, and USA military recruiters, the curtain was drawn back to reveal a large projection screen - displaying the federal flag, the California state flag, the San Francisco city flag, and the military technology logo flag - the flags fluttered, and huge waves in the wind surged towards the golden sunset.

Ultra high definition.

Exciting music played in response.

"America, our home."

Accompanied by the host's rhythmic voice.

"She was prosperous. Free. Democratic. But someone is destroying it all, and they are declaring war on us!"

"Terrorist attack."

Snap! The scene changed.

It was the collapsed Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, the smoke-filled Pentagon, and the passengers at Oakland Airport who escaped death and cried with joy.

"This is a common occurrence, it happens every day in the world."

"Just as it is happening in New York and Washington right now, the next one could be your home, unless!"

A burst of passionate music.

"Unless you make the most important decision in your life!" The MSF operators clenched their fists and placed them in front of their hearts at the same time, "Prove to everyone that you have the strength and courage to pursue freedom."

"Answer the call of the Federation Army, or choose to join..."

"The big family of military technology."

“Become a force for maintaining world peace. Eliminate terrorism and let the glory of democracy and freedom benefit everyone.”

As expected of a military science department that leads the world trend, this recruitment advertisement is so novel.

Chris was a little dazed, but he still understood what the military science department and the authorities meant - expand the military and prepare for war!

"This is Militech expanding arms production and recruiting employees, while building momentum in Washington. She must have received accurate information that the scale and duration of this war may be no less than that of Vietnam..." Barry cursed.

"This damn world is in turmoil again..."

"Ugh."

Chris sighed helplessly and looked back at his powerful prosthetic right arm. The last Umbrella base was destroyed, and he had just planned to spend a few days with Claire after being discharged from the hospital, and to confess his feelings to Jill...

Sadly, war.

Damn war! Damn biological attacks! Damn terrorism!

Once the war begins, it is a double-edged sword, no one can benefit from it...

......

"Ghoul"

Tokyo, 14 Nakano-ku.

"Hu...Hu...Damn it, Bai Ge is still chasing us! Baka, is killing us so good for her? She's been chasing us relentlessly. How many of our people has she killed since she came to District 14!"

In a dark alley without any surveillance, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and a group of people limped out, turned into another street, and ran towards the abandoned factory not far away.

As long as we escape into the underground tunnel, we will be safe! The red eyes of the leaders were instantly filled with more bloodshot.

"Killing you will naturally have benefits, benefits in all aspects." Bang!

Along with that cold and arrogant female voice, a gunshot echoed in the narrow alley, and the air seemed to fluctuate violently, smashing the last person left, along with the bloody tentacle-like organs that pierced through his skin and flesh from his lower back.

The pointed bullet with blood, flesh and internal organs penetrated the man, and rushed to the front at the moment when other people dodged, and then, "bang!" At the girl's gentle onomatopoeia, it exploded, blocking the road completely like bloody thorns.

Behind the streets, da da.

"Just like war, no matter how high or low the intensity is, counter-terrorism, public security, attrition, and high intensity are the best medicine for the development of the military-industrial complex." The second half of the sentence seemed to be talking to himself.

A tall, beautiful woman with light blond hair, wearing a black shirt, black pants, tie, and white coat, carrying a white suitcase, stopped.

"Just like your He Bao's support for my experimental research and promotion within the system. Compared to 'them', my career progress is really not enough."

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PS: Regarding the first half of this chapter, the initial design was that because Vera and Military Technology are emerging large-scale USA defense military contractors that have been in the limelight in recent years, they are leading the times and attract more attention. The fourth plane was going to crash into the Military Technology Headquarters Building in San Francisco.

But on second thought, it's not appropriate to write it this way. There is a prototype. It would not be good to shoot down a civilian airliner in advance or to allow a terrorist attack to succeed (deleted and rewrote). And according to the information I checked, the destination of the fourth "United Airlines Flight 93" was San Francisco.

Thinking further, there were MSF operators from the military science department returning to work after their vacation on the flight to San Francisco. Isn't this normal? So we adopted the second design.

I would like to reiterate that this story is purely fictional and we oppose all forms of terrorism.

Chapter 076 Vera, Executing Justice (4.5K)

"Ghoul"

It was late at night in Tokyo. The streets were deserted, traffic was empty, and the few pedestrians were walking hurriedly.

In the deep dark alley, hard-soled high heels walked on the concrete floor, making a continuous crisp sound.

Then, there was the noisy sound of puddles, garbage and waste being trampled, and the echoing sound of dogs barking and beasts roaring, mixed with the sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground, dull gunshots, meat being minced, and swords clashing.

Bang!

A heavy crash.

It was also accompanied by the faint screams of some kind of human-like but non-human creature.

"Sato! Damn it, Baige, do you want to start a war with us?!" He roared in increasing rage, "Do you know what you are doing? If we break the tacit understanding of District 14 and start a massacre, you CCG will have no chance of survival...Puwaa!"

"What? Killing ghouls and enforcing justice."

Lifting her eyes and glancing sideways at the ghoul who seemed to have his lover dead, Vera's deep indigo irises were calm as she raised her hand and fired a shot.

The left hand was shaped like a short gun barrel, with a glowing shell wrapped around the wrist, as if made of a mixture of pink and white living flesh and some kind of metal. The flickering muzzle flame was extremely dazzling in the alley.

The gushing blood-red kagune pointed bullet pierced through his open mouth, directly tearing his upper and lower jaws and tongue apart, and exploded in his brain, bang, blood spurted everywhere.

I am a kind-hearted person and I can't bear to see you separated by the Yin and Yang.

On his lower back, the protruding predatory organ formed by the proliferation of RC cells (Red Child Cells) slapped weakly on the concrete floor of the dark alley.

Vera retracted her peripheral vision and murmured, "A-level, Lin He.

"Go to hell!"

He threw the body of his dead companion fiercely towards Vera, and a ghoul who looked like a big boss jumped out. With a "pop", his clothes burst open at the shoulder blade position, and the RC cells in his special hunting organ suddenly expanded, becoming dark blue and heavy, like a kagune "lance" composed of multiple threaded steel bars.

A few shots smashed the flying corpse into pieces, and two more shots smashed the other ghoul that was about to pounce on Qi along with the kagune that grew on its tail vertebrae. "A-level, tail kagune." Vera judged and reflexively dodged the splattered blood by turning sideways. She looked in the direction of the sound, and her blue eyes slightly lit up instantly.

This is a good one, Jiahe.

The hercules are located below the shoulder blades. They are made of metal and are condensed from high-density Rc cells. They are extremely hard and have strong defense, but their speed and flexibility are defects.

The most common type of kagune used by Willa to make Quinque.

"Good luck, an unregistered S+ rank Kaihe..." she commented.

Enraged by the contemptuous tone, the Kaihe ghoul made an upward move, and with a click, he forcibly ripped off the air conditioner's outdoor unit from a house in the alley, and smashed it hard at the blonde female pigeon who was slowly firing at the cannon.

laugh.

With a sound like a vent valve releasing air, the silver-white suitcase in Vera's other hand opened.

A long black spear tip with a purple glow pierced through the air, bang! At the moment when the air conditioner outdoor unit was deformed, from top to bottom, the blue-black knives pierced through the fan blades and grilles without any hindrance, carrying metal debris and dust straight into Vera's forehead!

"Don't do it yet!" he shouted angrily.

The female ghoul whose arm was blown off by the explosion gritted her teeth and spread her feathers. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Crystal-like spikes shot out like blood cones, trying to suppress the female pigeon's backward movement.

But, boom, there was a moment of delay.

He saw that the handle of the blonde woman's spear, Quinque, suddenly deformed, and a spiral defense wall unfolded. While blocking the attack of his companion Yuhe, the tip of the spear spread out like petals, wrapping the wreckage of the air conditioner outdoor unit. The flower-like clamp-like structure stuck to his Jiahe.

Just a brief delay was enough for Vera to complete the displacement.

With a "bang!", the ghoul's fully extended shoulder armor slammed heavily into the ground, and at first there was the sound of the concrete floor denting and cracking.

Then, BAM!

Louder sound.

Vera stomped on the huge lance-like blue-black armor. The exaggerated power unleashed frightened the ghoul. His shoulders, spine, and knee joints could not bear it at all, and he fell to his knees with a cry of pain.

"Such power, no, it's impossible..."

His right arm, which was wrapped in a kagune, seemed to have been torn off, the joint was dislocated, and the skin on the surface was stretched like a rubber band, literally torn apart.

"Well, the shape, appearance, and quality are all good. As expected of the 14th zone of 'Koukou', the quality of the Kakuba is really good."

It was as if he was not talking to a rational life form, but to a kakuko, to an organ. The tone of voice that casually threatened to dismember him made the Kakuko ghoul feel a chill running down his spine.

"You, you are not human..." Puff!

Click.