Chapter 7: The other Team
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The helicopter landed down on the pad with the team of Chris, Barry, and Rebecca running out of the helicopter armed to the teeth with weapons, though that limited the amount of ammo they could carry. Chris was armed with an M16 along with a grenade attachment though the grenades were in limited supply. Barry was carrying a shotgun though it was an Italian model that was used in a lot of SWAT groups along with his holstered magnum that he had with him during the mansion. Rebecca had been given a submachine gun to make up for her frame, though she had trained herself to be more agile and had some strength, though she didn't like the idea that the fragile look still stuck with her. Her muscles looked almost non-existent amongst the creamy skin that seemed to give her a younger appearance. Barry had given her his modified Samurai Edge that he rarely used, but it didn't do much to take away from the insult of the submachine gun and they could all tell that she was a bit angered by the thought.
"Okay then Barry you take point while I'll cover you," said Chris as he looked out at the rooftop that they had landed on to see that there was no one there, not even guards. "I guess they have been abandoning some of these buildings, the situation must be getting worse."
"What am I going to do while you cover him," asked Rebecca as she perked her nose at the faint smell of decay and released bowls that had clung to the air. "I think it would be more beneficial if we started moving with me covering Barry since I don't have the range to cover you."
"Right," said Chris, kicking himself mentally at his inability to utilize all of his team members when there were only three. Wesker, despite being a back-stabbing bastard, could think up the most productive use of them in the drop of the dime and do it in a manner that would benefit all of them. "Well then let's proceed to the lab area and see what data we could find there."
"Okay then," said Barry as he started to move down the staircase that led to the inside of the building, the first floor being the docking room where there was supposed to be an armory.
The hall was quiet as soon as they had stepped into it, making Chris breathe a sigh of relief as he thought there were no zombies or anything else on this floor. The relief soon turned to a state of alert as a low empty moan echoed through the hallway along with the shuffling of rotting feet. The bones crackling as the zombies shuffled around the corner with their arms raised and a hiss escaping their mouths. Barry immediately had his shotgun trained on the zombie and saw that there was another zombie right behind him and started firing his gun at them. The first zombie's head was blown off and knocked back the other zombies behind it, one didn't get up right away so it was two zombies with one shells. Rebecca was all over the next wave of zombies as she started letting out short bursts with the submachine gun, carefully planning on the next burst after each burst.
"With any luck these are the only ones that we have to compete with," said Barry with a half-hearted smile, but the group knew that the zombies were only the tip of the iceberg. "I think we would cover more ground if we split up into groups and go on our own search."
"I agree, I think you should take Rebecca and search on the next floor while I take the floor under it," said Chris as he turned towards Rebecca only to see that she had a frown on her face, but she would do her job.
"Actually there seems to be another wing that I can check out and I think Rebecca can handle her own," responded Barry as he tried to calm down the fire that was burning right before his eyes.
Rebecca had understood that Chris would often be reminded of his little sister, Claire, but she did not like the fact that it meant she was treated like the child of the group.
"That submachine gun can do something, but it's still a tactical liability in this situation," said Chris in his defense of his orders, but before he could get another word out he was cut off by Rebecca.
"You were the one who issued it to me in the first place despite my complaint on the same fact," interjected Rebecca, but keeping her voice from being loud enough to attract zombies. "If you knew that it was so bad in this situation why did you issue me this weapon instead of a rifle or something else? From what you're saying now I've just been put in a position of danger by you."
Chris stood there for a moment while he started to listen to Rebecca, honestly listen to her and then finally said softly," sorry, I didn't make an accurate assessment in your abilities because of your age. Still I think we shouldn't split up too much because it will be more of a hassle to regroup."
"Well I'll check out the next wing, why don't you and Rebecca stay here," said Barry in hopes to make some sort of peace between the group.
"Okay then, but be careful," said Chris as he nodded.
"Hope none of you are squeamish," said Colt as he stepped over a corpse with its head crushed in by what looked like a boot and the others could see the red and grey matter still in its boot.
"So you were the one that got in through the barricade," asked Leon as he eyed the mercenary, noticing the side pack and various knives sheathed on him.
"Yeah, someone barricaded the damn thing, probably to prevent from infection," said Colt before shooting a crawling zombie in the head, blood and gore splattering all over the floor. "They really did a bang up job with that one, don't you think."
"Grim humor aside, how longer till we get to the lab," asked Jill as she tried to cover her nose from the heavy smell that was coming from one room. "This place is too much like the mansion for me to even consider wanting to linger here any longer than I have to."
"Right around the corner we should see it," replied Colt as he shrugged off the smell and proceeded to step into the corridor only to be knocked on his side.
One of the chimeras had been scurrying down the hallway when it heard them and it was just on its way to meet them when it ran into Colt, knocking him over as it climbed on the wall. Leon quickly brought his weapon up to aim at the head of the thing and blew a hole in the head while Colt immediately jumped to his feet and drew his gun. The group waited for a second before they heard the scurrying of the man-fly crossovers filling the hallway and started to open fire as soon as they saw them coming. Jill started to line them up, hoping that her gun might be able to get two at once because of their fragile skulls, but her eyes caught something in the distance that gave her an idea.
Without asking she reached over and snatched a grenade off of Leon's belt, pulling the safety pin off in the process. Counting the seconds in her mind, Jill armed the grenade and then sent it flying towards a barrel that was filled with oil before ducking down. She was going to shout for them to do the same before the large explosion knocked them back as the hot air blew right over them and fire consumed all of the chimeras. The only one left alive had severe shrapnel burning and had half a charred body. Jill stood up, walked over to the crawling chimera, and stomped its head into the ground.
"My that was a very good trick there, Ms. Valentine," said Colt as he picked himself up, though the explosion had knocked him back into the wall with his knee smashing against it. "I think I can still walk."
"Don't push yourself, we'll take the door," said Leon as he walked over to the door on the other side and started to walk in with Jill behind him.
"I can still walk fine, just with a bit of a limp," said Colt as he limped through the door and found that there were two other people on the other side, just walking into the building. "Oh shit not you."
"Chris," exclaimed Claire as she ran to her brother and hugged him, finally glad to see him again.
"Well it's a good to see you as well," said Chris before he turned to Jill. "Jill, my god am I glad to see you. I was so worried when he told me you were missing."
"Yeah I had a run in with the security but I managed to get help from Leon," said Jill as she started to turn to Colt only to find him not where he was before. "Where is Colt?"
"Right here," replied the former S.T.A.R.S. member as he started to type on the computer in the lab room to get a layout of the building. "We have a lot of ground until we reach the lab, but we can cover more if we split up into groups of two and search three areas that hold the keys to the main research facility. I'll let you decide how to split up."
"What's your business here," asked Chris as he turned towards the familiar S.T.A.R.S. member with his finger close to the trigger.
"Just picking up some stuff from the officer," replied Colt as he started to shutdown the computer and a popping sound came from his leg. "Though I suppose you'd want to come along with me, wouldn't you?"
"I'll go with him," said Rebecca as she ran to his side and moved him to a sitting position so she could check his leg. "Right now the blow was a lot more complicated than he makes it out to be, there are signs of heavy damage to the bone itself."
"Okay then, but be careful," said Chris as he decided to take Jill with him while he let Claire go on ahead with Leon.
