Chapter 2: The Village

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Leon Kennedy pulled they key out of the ignition once the car had finally died down and was in parking so it wouldn't move on its own when he tried to get out, especially since he was in a narrow street that could be a serious problem. If that car moved he would have been in a world of hurt, particularly in the ankle region and that was definitely something that he didn't need when he was going to sneak around into a top secret Umbrella base that could have thousands of guards and the best he had was the sidearm that rested in his holster, a Colt 1911 with laser sighting. It was gift from his mentor in the F.B.I., the one who had helped him get into the business that he was in right now. The slide was reinforced to prevent the possibility of jamming and the trigger was made slimmer for easier firing while the clip had a bit of extension so he could carry more ammunition. Along with him were two clips, both filled with fifteen rounds for the gun and he carried the regular ones, the ones that wouldn't stick out of the chamber, the ones that carried ten, nine to be held and one for the chamber. They were also common so he could probably get some more if he wanted to; he even had an extra box of ammunition in his duffel bag along with a shotgun that he kept for close encounters.

"Leon, can you hear me there, this is Chris, do you read me," asked Chris Redfield as he called over the headset communicator radio that was set on a frequency that wouldn't be picked up. Well it wouldn't be unless some kid decided to play with the frequency on his walkie-talkie, but that seemed like impossibility.

"Yeah I'm here alright, and this place looks deserted, most people must work for Umbrella," replied Leon as he touched his headset and placed the vocal part to his mouth so that Chris could hear him loud and clear. "Either that or this place is worse than I thought, either way I'd start your run on this 

place and land a bit away from here, there should be a van waiting there that could transport you to here."

"Okay then, but I think that you should know that the area that you are in is quarantined and it will be hard to get to you because of that," said Chris, a bit of unsettling in his voice. "Also I have reports about a helicopter landing near there with French mercenaries and other suspicious characters so be on the lookout for them as well as the girls."

"Wait what do you mean girls?"

"Caire followed you on her motorcycle to make sure that you were okay," replied Chris, in his voice was an obvious hint of shame that he couldn't stop his sister from going into the line of danger and there was anger in his voice at Leon, whom he was certain was the reason Claire rushed into the town for. "We'll be there as fast as we can, but right now be careful, the guards are carrying MP5's and G3 and the mercenaries seem to be carrying FAMAS as well as Glocks."

"Do you think this could be Wesker," asked Leon as he started to take his duffel bag with and started putting the shoulder sling thread on the butt of the shotgun so he could use it freely and then placed another strap on the top of the barrel.

"I don't know but the guy there does look like he'd work for Wesker and he's carrying what appears to be a Mauser C96 with him as well as an MK23," said Chris as he shifted the phone to one ear and Leon could hear the sound of a gun being loaded, automatic, most likely one of the M16s that they got as a gift from the U.S. government.

"I'm starting my infiltration, I'll call you when I find something of interest, Leon out," stated Leon before he cut the signal and then started to make his move towards the building.

Colt sat in his chair inside of the restaurant as he waited for someone to come and contact him about the finding of an entrance to the base or hopefully a computer outlet that he could use to hack into the system. Most of the town had been funded by the big pockets of Umbrella, a lot of the computers were new, but the internet was down, probably as a precaution since the virus hit the system. One of his contacts from the inside had placed a virus in the system which might have caused a leak from within, but it was all good for him, except for the fact that the system caught the virus before it hit the mark. The virus did spill all the way to the town as told by the various people he had to kill, or zombies because they weren't human any more, all of what they had been was eaten away by the virus until all that was left was a dead creature without the ability to think. At his waist in his special holster was a gun that he had happened upon during a raid on a Russian base, a Mauser C96, kept in perfect condition and made purely in Russia, it's native state, while now people had to buy imitations from China or the knock offs that were being circulated throughout the gun community.

At first glance of Colt, you wouldn't think him to be a real muscle type, but he was good at hand to hand combat, provided that he didn't get into grappling because he didn't have the muscle. What he excelled at, however, was shooting, he was able to shoot a person in the head from a distance of fifty meters with a handgun. He also used many gun tricks during combat that were purely to show off, but he also used them when they could give him an advantage, a fact that had him known as "The Shootist" after a John Wayne film. His right eye was lost during a knife fight with another person who was a lot bigger than him and was more of an expert in knives, that's when Wesker had helped him escape, not wanting to see someone with so much talent and potential killed because the Umbrella execs were getting paranoid. Right now he was putting his various talents to good use, namely finding out how to get the defense wall up without having to climb over it, especially since it was a thick wall with barbed wire over it and god knows what on the other side of it. Colt had seen some of the pictures and he certainly didn't want to be jumping down into a crowd of the new specimens that they had been cooking up during that time.

"King of the nerds, are you there," asked the very feminine and sexual voice of Ada Wong over the radio in her teasing manner which was meant to lead him on as well as make him think that he was getting lucky.

"Yes, Queen Bitchery, it's all quiet on this front and on your front, didn't find a bellboy to fuck in your hotel," asked Colt in response and he could her chuckling as well at his response, they both had a mutual understanding, especially since Colt had once had sex with her during a one night stand. For all of his quirks that would label him a nerd, Colt wasn't half bad looking and he was also known for being good in bed.

"Nope, but I was wondering how you're doing right there and hoping that you're not touching yourself thinking of me here alone in nothing but a bath robe," replied Ada with a slight purr in her throat that made him shiver a bit when he heard it because of how it reminded him of her purring on his throat. She wasn't a slut, despite the fact that her manner of dress was quite suggestive and often used it in many cases to get men to do things for her, though she had apparently found only one person who resisted her a bit. "Right now I've come to tell you that the access panel is supposedly in the northeast corner of the place you're in right now, but you have to get a key to access it that is held within the bar on Spooner Street that's two blocks east of your location."

"Oh god, it's not enough the building is a cloak and dagger playground, but now the whole fucking town is made with spy traps," cursed Colt as he flung the can of coke he was drinking at the nearest thing near him. "Great, the next thing I need is someone from the U.S. government showing up and then putting me on the top ten list!"

"Not even Wesker is on it so you don't have to worry about it," said Ada and Colt could her shifting around in her robes. "Anyway I just called to give you the information and to tell you to be careful, Wesker doesn't want his best former S.T.A.R.S. member to go dying on him."

"Tell Captain Wesker that I'm going to be alright, I survived the S.T.A.R.S. hunt I can survive this," replied Colt before he signaled out on his headset radio and then he turned to the radio of the surrounding area and saw someone very familiar. Leon as-I-live-and-breath Kennedy, you just made my day by making this a whole lot easier. A lot of ideas entered his head as he went to the refrigerator of the restaurant and pulled out another Coke, his day had just gotten a whole lot better. First he would have to let Kennedy walk around a bit and he could tap into the other cameras around there, hopefully to find the ones he needed to track Kennedy's progress. "Smile, you're on Colt's camera."

The door to the grocery store was open and from the looks of the vegetables, no one had been in it for some time, which meant that there had been people living there before, but they had all disappeared. From the fact that the vegetables were still usable told him that it hadn't been long since the town suddenly disappeared, then again he didn't know how long it took some of the vegetables to expire. He walked down the aisle, peering at some of the other perishables as he started to get hungry but was wondering if eating something in an infected environment would kill him. The growling of his stomach made him decide to push his luck for he hadn't eaten in a 24 hour period. With great caution and reservation he picked up one o the canned foods and found a pot that was in a box in the back right next to the stove.

"Well looks like something is going my way," said Leon as he started to put the canned food in the pot and then he noticed a sound, a sound that was unmistakable. The sound of something being torn into with someone's teeth. "Oh hell, not this nightmare again."