The Creators: From Night City

As they walked along, they could easily see that an extremely fierce battle had broken out in the refinery. A large number of Makini's body parts were piled up everywhere in the refinery, including various difficult Praka parasite mutants.

Chris and Sheva were led by the silent "Apostles" through the edge of the refinery. When they saw the so-called "Black King" at the dock of the refinery, he was standing with his hands in his pockets, looking at a special "Makini" with a steel pipe pierced through the head and nailed to the wall in the light of the dock.

This 'Makini' was supposed to be an employee of the oil refinery. He was very thin, with his head wrapped in a tattered sack, revealing only one eye that did not resemble a human.

The steel pipe destroyed the sack used to wrap the opponent's head, revealing the swollen, deformed, and slightly wriggling insect-shaped head underneath. What was even more bizarre was that even though the opponent's head was pierced by the steel pipe and nailed to the wall, he still did not die. Instead, he was still struggling slightly, trying to break free from the steel pipe blockade.

But this action is undoubtedly futile.

"Someone from BSAA?" When Jiang Bing saw the person being brought in, he immediately dropped his new toys and started chatting with the two agents.

Behind him, an 'Apostle' raised a liquid hydrazine flamethrower and thoroughly destroyed the 'Makini' on the wall.

"Chris Redfield, this is my partner, Sheva Alomar."

Chapter 291: Deal with BSAA

"I know you guys." Jiang Bing's tone was a little subtle, but not surprising at all.

Chris wanted to ask about the other party's background, but Jiang Bing signaled them to keep quiet and listen to him finish his words.

"I have two people here who I thought might be of interest to you."

Chris and Sheva followed Jiang Bing to a small house by the dock in confusion and saw the target of their mission.

Then I felt that what happened next started to become a little magical.

Their original mission was to hunt down Erwin, a black marketeer who illegally sold biological and chemical weapons on the black market.

According to intelligence, his hiding place was in this refinery. Unexpectedly, before they had time to investigate, he was rescued by this mysterious force and brought to the refinery. Then, they saw Alvin, who had gained weight and was lying on the ground in a daze in a small house at the dock.

"What's he doing?" Sheva asked.

"This friend was a bit extreme. He started shouting for war and killing right away. After being caught, he refused to communicate with me, so I gave him some persuasion and education." Jiang Bing was still leaning on his cane and looked like a civilized and decent man.

It's just that his words were indeed a bit uncivilized. Erwin was almost beaten beyond recognition. Although he was still breathing, his whole body was swollen, his eyes were dull, and his expression was dull. He was almost drooling on the spot.

"In fact, he kind of opened up to me before you guys came."

Jiang Bing turned to look at the duo. "That giant BOW (short for "Bio Organic Weapon") in this town is called Enders. It was released specifically to welcome you."

"Did you send people to this town specifically to bring us here?" Chris figured out the other party's intention.

However, Xiewa hated the man on the ground who was the mastermind behind her teammate's death. She gently kicked the man's calf with her foot, but found that her foot felt like kicking a hot water bottle, extremely soft, as if there was no flesh and blood under the man's skin.

Sheva was secretly shocked and couldn't help wondering what kind of beating Erwin had suffered to become like this.

"Of course." Jiang Bing paused with his cane. "You're not naive enough to think you're the protagonist in some drama, are you? When you're in danger, there's always someone to help you in time, turning danger into safety."

"What do you want?" Chris ignored Jiang Bing's teasing and asked in a deep voice.

"trade."

"I need information about the ruins of the ancient Baya Dynasty. I believe that with the power of BSAA, I will not be disappointed." Jiang Bing said a term that Chris had never heard of.

"The Gudubai Dynasty?" Sheva exclaimed.

"It seems like this lady knows something about this."

"Isn't this just a legend? Do they really exist?" Sheva, who was born in the Republic of Mali in West Africa, can be regarded as a genuine African native. Naturally, he is familiar with the many folk legends circulating in Africa.

"Of course, legends are usually not groundless, they always have some basis." Jiang Bing affirmed.

"I heard legends about them when I was a child," Sheva muttered.

"Let's make a deal, Chris."

"The truth from Erwin's mouth, plus the fact that you two are old friends."

Jiang Bing's words left the two of them a little confused.

"Old friend?"

Jiang Bing led the two of them to the compartment. As soon as he opened the door, he heard Xie Wa screaming.

"Josh!"

There were also two people imprisoned in this house, one of whom was Josh Stone, the captain of the Delta Team mentioned by Sheva.

"Sheva, Chris!"

The other party was very surprised to see the two of them here.

"Why are you here, Josh?"

"This friend was sneaking around my camp a while ago and was caught by my men."

Josh could only raise an awkward fake smile.

"I'm just scouting the situation. After all, there are BOWs everywhere here."

"You said two people, who is the other one?" Chris asked rationally.

Jiang Bing didn't say anything, but just pointed at the patient lying beside him with his cane.

The other person was lying on the ground, wearing a loose windbreaker that almost covered his entire body.

"It's her, the mysterious person."

Chris and Sheva had been on the verge of catching Erwin several times before, but this mysterious man always intervened and rescued him.

Chris had long been curious about this hidden guy, so he squatted down and lifted the large cloak covering his face, revealing a typical white female face underneath.

Chris was suddenly struck by lightning and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Jill!?"

"What, she is Jill?" Sheva followed Chris and was shocked.

"Chris, what's going on now? Didn't you say she died with Wesker a long time ago?"

As one of the founders of BSAA, Sheva and Josh, who are from the West African branch of BSAA, are naturally familiar with the name of Jill Valentine.

Chris nervously placed his hand on the side of his former partner's neck, and when he found that the other person still had a pulse, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I once saw her fall off a cliff with Wesker."

"Chris!" Sheva's expression suddenly became serious.

"I can understand your excitement right now, but why is she here and working for Erwin all the time?"

"It's for Albert Wesker." Jiang Bing corrected the mistake in the other party's words in time.

"Erwin told me himself. He works for Albert Wesker."

"Wesker!" Chris gnashed with hatred when he mentioned his nemesis.

"If Wesker is behind this, then everything would make sense."

"Although I don't know what method Wesker used, I think it has something to do with this little thing." Jiang Bing threw a flat spider-shaped device to Chris.

"I found this on your old partner's chest. I'm giving it to you."

Jiang Bing had already figured out the principle of this device. Although it looked high-tech, it was essentially just an injection device for continuous drug delivery. Unfortunately, when the two met, Jiang Bing kicked the device flat, and all the medicine inside was lost.

"What's wrong with her now?" Chris found that although his partner still had a heartbeat, he was pale and unconscious.

Jiang Bing shrugged innocently. "I was injured a little bit. My sternum was slightly fractured and six or seven ribs were broken. I won't die."

However, this was also the other party's own fault. When the "Apostles" arrested Erwin, Jiang Bing, a seemingly ordinary young man, was treated as a soft persimmon by the other party, who wanted to use the strategy of "besieging Wei to save Zhao".

The various viruses in this world do have some tricks. Jill was kicked hard by Jiang Bing but still survived, all because his body had been strengthened by the virus.

Jiang Bing kicked another metal box to Chris's feet.

"All of Erwin's belongings are here, plus these two people. Do you want to make this deal?"

What else could Chris do? He looked at his former partner lying in his arms and realized that he had no choice at all.

Day two.

On the rescue ship sent by BSAA headquarters, Chris finally breathed a sigh of relief after the accompanying medical staff declared that Jill was not in danger of life.

Chapter 292: Floating Swamp Skimmer

Sheva pushed the door open from the next room and brought the news that the unfortunate Dave had his broken femur removed and was basically out of danger.

The new pair finally had time to relax.

"So BSAA headquarters agreed to hand over the information to that secretive Asian guy?"

Chris flexed his muscular arms to relieve the soreness from prolonged tension and responded, "The information they provided is incredibly important, so headquarters had no choice but to agree to it. Besides, the information they requested doesn't seem particularly sensitive at this point."

"But isn't this strange?" Sheva asked.

"So the British headquarters is urgently gathering relevant experts to study the secrets of the Gubiyya Dynasty."

"I'm curious, what kind of legends did you hear when you were a child?"

Xie Wa carefully recalled the vague memories of her childhood, searching for the remaining words and phrases in her mind to satisfy her partner's curiosity.

"It is said that in ancient times, the Diya Dynasty once ruled half of West Africa. They worshipped the sun and called themselves the Sons of the Sun. They possessed the blessings of the Sun God, and as a result, the dynasty's warriors possessed invincible power. They were so strong that they could tear tigers and leopards apart. When running at full speed, they were faster than the most handsome horses. They were tall and looked like gods. Under the watchful eyes of the Sun God, they would never age or die."

Because his childhood memories were too long ago, Xiewa's memory of the legends he had heard was already vague, and his description was inevitably a bit disorganized.

"It does sound like a legend." Chris pondered for a long time and gave his opinion.

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The Okavango Swamp, an inland wetland covering an area of ​​15000 square kilometers, has tens of thousands of waterways and lagoons. The complex and changeable weather, erratic rainfall, and the harsh geological environment such as swamps and mudflats throughout the wetland make it like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a long-declined primitive tribe in it.

Fortunately, as a rising star in this world, BSAA provides very accurate information.

They dug out a set of "Natural History Surveys" from decades ago from the British Museum. This travelogue-like encyclopedia of African customs and folklore recorded in detail the author's 18th-century experience of traveling to the Diya tribe under the guidance of a tour guide.

It is also worth mentioning that the author of this book is Henry Travis, the younger brother of Thomas Travis, the founder of Tri-Union Company.

After the book was published, it sold less than a thousand copies before the Travis family urgently stopped production. Most of the books were recalled one after another, which made Henry Travis depressed and died in anger.

Considering the fact that Sanlian grew stronger in the 19th century thanks to its success in mining and transportation in Africa, and its subsequent rise to prominence in the pharmaceutical industry, it is a story that anyone would have to savor.

The Okavango Swamp is not only large in area, but also has very inconvenient transportation, with basically no roads that can be used for normal travel.

To travel in such a harsh environment, special means of transportation are needed.

Generally speaking, a hovercraft is the best choice.

This type of high-speed ship utilizes the principle of surface effect, relying on air above atmospheric pressure to form an air cushion between the hull and the supporting surface, allowing the hull to sail completely or partially away from the supporting surface. It is the best choice for traveling in harsh environments such as swamp wetlands. Its unique structure can ignore mud and puddles, and the varying depths of the hydrological environment cannot affect its forward speed. Compared with motorboats with deeper waterlines, there is no need to worry about the risk of running aground, and it can even be driven directly onto land at special moments.

But Jiang Bing really looked down upon the hovercraft he found.

This hovercraft, "borrowed" from a nearby settlement, is very old. Its hull is assembled from parts disassembled from other ships. The narrow hull can only accommodate two or three people. Apart from the driver's seat for controlling the blower and the rudder, there are no other seats for rest on the boat. Passengers can only stand on the narrow deck at the front. The entire ship has no shelter, and the driver and passengers are exposed to the elements.

It was this kind of thing, a resident of the settlement who turned into a "Magini" and who valued money more than anything else, who insisted on holding everyone back and not letting them leave. If Jiang Bing and his group had not known some "polite" tactics, they would not have been able to escape from the villagers' enthusiastic retention.

If it weren't for the fact that the 'Ghost Train' could only reach places he had been to before, Jiang Bing would have been ready to directly perform a 'subspace jump'. He had collected too much death fuel recently, and it felt like the Quetzalcoatl Lantern was about to be overfilled.

But reality forced him to find a way to solve the current traffic problem.

Fortunately, he is a "craftsman".

The ghost train roared in and stopped in an uninhabited corner of the swamp in the diffuse mist.

Twelve 'Apostles' driving power armor were carrying supplies out of the train carriages.

Aviation-grade aluminum-lithium alloy plates, closed-cell foam filling materials, synchronous motors, ducted propellers, high-energy battery packs, turbofan engines, compressed air tanks, and various tools.

There are also four floating vector engines, which Jiang Bing had removed from a hovercraft because he was itching to get his hands on them.

In order to acquire this technology, [Anti-Entropy] spent a full 30 euros, which was the price of a second-hand hovercraft on the black market.

The apostles took this opportunity to replenish their consumed ammunition, replace bullets that were more suitable for flesh and blood damage, and replace their energy backpacks to ensure that the power armor was always fully fueled.

Thanks to the ghost train's capacity comparable to that of a train carriage, Jiang Bing would carry a set of his own simple tools and a large amount of weapons and ammunition in it on a daily basis.

Modern warfare is fought with logistics. Although a group of 'Apostles' fighting against these 'Maginis' is like chopping vegetables and melons, this is based on the presence of the 'Ghost Train' as a supply vehicle. Otherwise, with the amount of ammunition each soldier carries, everyone will have to engage in hand-to-hand combat within two hours.

Of course, this also provides Jiang Bing with new ideas for his future research and development direction.

[Anti-Entropy] urgently needs a multi-terrain vehicle and a mobile ammunition supply base station.

With the main materials, local materials, and some "ownerless" houses dismantled, the "craftsmen" carefully built a floating swamp-skimming boat that came into being.

This swamp-skimming ship is 12 meters long and its main deck is 6 meters wide. The ship was not designed to be a flying vehicle from the beginning, but only to carry people floating over the swamp. The entire ship is manufactured using four hovercraft vector engines combined with multiple sets of ducted propellers and turbofan engines to provide buoyancy and forward power.

In order to meet the load capacity, Jiang Bing carried out crazy and insane reductions in other parts of the ship, except for the iron frame fixtures welded on the deck.