Chapter Five: New Ally and Old Enemies
Cairo Port
"Do you think he'll show up?" Jill asked as she dragged her suitcase along the busy port.
Leon nodded. "Undoubtedly. His word is his word."
Jill puffed her hair. "Personally, I think he's filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. I don't like him
one bit."
"Anyone I know?"
Jill and Leon turned around. Chris walked up towards them. He is how clean, shaven, spit-polished and to
Jill's eyes, handsome to boot. Basically, he looks like the Chris Redfield that we all know. He was wearing
a white shirt, khaki pants and spit-shined boots. A khaki scarf is tied around his neck. Slung over his
shoulder, was a huge gunnysack.
Jill was impressed--and surprised at his appearance. Chris simply cocks an eyebrow at her. She managed to
stop herself from blushing. "Oh. Um...hello."
Leon shakes Chris's hand. "Nice day for an adventure, isn't it, Redfield?"
"Yeah. Nice," Chris managed to reply.
Jill managed to recover her wits and she addressed Chris. "Mister Redfield, can you look me in the eye and
guarantee me this is not some sort of scam? Because if it is, I'm warning you--"
Chris takes a step forward, invading her space and looks into her eyes. Jill doesn't back away him. "You're
WARNING me? All I can tell you, Miss Valentine, is that when my Colonel found that map, the whole damn
garrison believed in it so much, that without orders, we marched halfway across Libya and into Egypt to find
that city. The only thing we found there was sand...and blood."
Jill was speechless.
Chris saw that he had gotten through to her. "Let me get your bags."
He picks up her hags and walked up the gangplank and onto the barge. Leon watched the entire exchange and
takes note. "Yes. Filthy, rude, a complete scoundrel. Nothing like him at all."
Jill glared at Leon. Then Irons showed up. "Good morning to the both of you."
Jill spun around. "What are you doing here?"
Irons was now on the gangplank. "It's called protecting my investment. Thank you very much."
***
Nighttime. A small boat containing several Magi warriors stealthily made its way towards the barge. Their
mission was to recover the key and destroy the map...and kill ANYONE that gets in their way.
***
Chris ran into Leon on the deck. He was playing cards with two men. They were Alfred Ashford and Nicholai
Ginovaef. There was a pretty blonde woman sitting with them, reading a book. Chris recognized her as Alexia
Ashford. She was in her human form, but she still had the armorlike plating on her lower right arm and hand
(the hand in which she uses to fling the blood, which bursts into flames).
"There you are, Redfield," Leon said brightly. "We could use another player."
"I gamble with my life, never with my money," Chris insisted.
Nicholai looked at Chris and adjusts his eyeglasses. "Never? What if I were to wager five hundred dollars
says we get to Hamunaptra before you?" he asked in his heavy Russian accent.
"You're looking for Hamunaptra?" Chris repeated.
Alfred looked around for a moment. "Where's the other guy? There's supposed to be three of us, and my sister
is the Egyptologist."
"What other guy?" Chris asked.
A soft chuckle came from the shadows behind Chris. "Long time, no see, Chris."
Chris spun around. That voice belonged to none other than...
"WESKER?!" Chris screeched.
Albert Wesker steps into view. He is still sporting his pair of expensive-looking shades. "Surprised? Thought
you would never see me again, huh?"
Chris pointed to Alexia. "I was hoping she had killed you the last time I saw you."
"No," Wesker replied, "but she came pretty close."
Before the two could try and kill each other, Alexia intervened. She stepped in between them and faced Wesker.
"Look here. I hired you to help me find Hamunaptra, not try and kill the hero."
"And what if I don't follow your instructions?" Wesker retorted.
Alexia raised her armor-plated hand. "Remember the Antarctic? I'll slap you around this barge, right before I
burn your ass."
Wesker gulped. Even with his superhuman strength and speed, it takes someone like Alexia Ashford to put him in
check. She did it once, and he REALLY didn't want her to do it again. He nodded to Alexia and took a seat
beside Nicholai.
Alexia turned back to Chris, faling back into character. "What makes you so confident that you would reach
Hamunaptra, sir?" she replied.
"What makes you?" Chris retorted.
"We got us a man who's actually been there," Alfred declared.
That caught Chris off guard. Leon beamed brightly. "What a coincidence, why--"
Chris then 'accidentally' hits Leon in the back with his gunnysack, causing him to shut up, and change his
tune.
"Whose deal is it? Is it my deal? I thought I just dealt?"
Chris placed his hand on Leon's shoulder. "Gentlemen, you have youselves a bet. Good Evening, Leon." He
squeezed Leon's shoulder. Hard. Then he left.
Leon winced from the pain. "Good night."
***
Jill is sitting at a table on the deck, reading a book. Then a huge sack drops onto the table, startling her.
"Sorry about that," Chris apologized. "Didn't mean to scare you."
"The only thing that scares me, Mister Redfield, are your manners," Jill replied curtly.
"Still angry about that kiss back in the prison, huh?"
"If you call THAT a kiss."
Chris undid some latches and rolled the gunnysack across the table, revealing an assortment of weapons. There
were his two Custom Berettas, parts for a Remington shotgun, a Bowie knife, a Desert Eagle Magnum, two Browning
handguns, a H&K VP70 handgun, a grenade launcher, a .45 revolver, a Glock 19 pistol, several wrapped sticks of
dynamite, and a lot of ammo.
Jill gawked at the weapons. "Did I miss something? Are we going into battle?"
Chris took out the shotgun parts and began to put them together. "There's something out there, you know.
Something under that sand."
"I'm hoping to find a certain artifact, a book, actually. Leon thinks there's treasure. What do you think
is out there?" Jill asked.
Chris snapped two parts of the shotgun together. "I can sum it all up in one word. Evil. The Tuaregs and the
Bedouins believe that Hamunaptra is cursed."
"I don't believe in fairy tales and myth, Mister Redfield, but I do believe that one of the most famous books
in history is buried out there, The Book Of The Amun-Ra. It's what first interested me in Egypt as a child.
It's why I came here, sort of a life's pursuit."
Chris finished assembling his shotgun and loaded a couple of shells into the chamber. "So it makes no nevermind
to you that the book is supposedly made of pure gold, right?"
Jill is surprised at his knowledge. "You know your history."
Chris smirks at her and cocks his shotgun. "I know my treasure." He then pulled out his two Berettas and
slaps a couple of clips in and shoves them into his holsters.
Jill starts to leave, but she stops and turns back to Chris. "By the way, ...why did you kiss me?"
Chris shrugged his shoulders. "I was about to be hanged. Seemed like a good idea at the time."
That comment made Jill furious, and she storms off.
Chris watched her go, a little puzzled. "What? What did I say?"
He heard someone snickering nearby. Chris stands up, pulls out a Beretta and finds where the source of the
noise. He reached out and yanked the person into view.
"My very good friend! What a surprise!" Vincent yelped. "I was worried that you didn't make it!"
"Why if it ain't my little buddy, Vinny. I think I should kill kill you." Chris then pressed the barrel of the
Beretta against Vinny's chin.
"Think of my children!" Vinny pleaded.
"You don't have any children," Chris sneered.
"Someday I might."
Chris slammed Vinny against the wall, maing Vinny yelp. "Shut up. So you're the one that's leading the guys
from Umbrella, I should've known. Sho what's the scam? You take them and leave them in the middle of the desert
to rot?"
"Unfortunately no. These guys are smart, they pay me only half now, half when I get them back to Cairo, so I
must go all the way."
Chris released Vinny and slipped gun back into his holster. "Them's the breaks, huh?"
Vinny looked at Chris. "You never believed in Hamunaptra, Redfield. Why are you going back?"
Chris pointed to Jill, who was tending to the camels nearby. "See that girl? She saved my neck. Literally."
Jill looked at Chris, who smiled at her and she walked off.
Vinny smirked at Chris. "You always did have more balls than brains."
Both men laughed. Then Chris grabbed Vinny and tossed him over the rail and into the water. "Goodbye, Vinny."
Vinny landed in the water with a loud splash. "Redfield! I am going to kill you for this!"
Chris grinned at the spluttering man in the water. Then he notice something on the deck. Three sets of wet
footprints. 'Looks like business is about to pick up,' he thought as he went to check up on Jill.
***
Jill was in her cabin, preparing for bed. She changed out of her dress and into a nightgown. She ran a brush
through her short hair, while at the same time, reading a book about Bembridge scholars. Her mind began to
wander on the events at the prison, especially when Chris had kissed her.
She slammed the book shut and looked at her reflection in the mirror. "For crying out loud, it wasn't that
good of a kiss anyway," she scolded herself. She accidentally dropped her brush. When she stood back up after
picking up the brush, she saw the reflection of someone else in the room.
Jill opened her mouth to scream, but the Magi clamped his hand over her mouth, and lifts his other hand, which
was holding a wicked-looking hook. "Where is the map?" he demanded.
Jill pointed to the table, where the map was at, next to a lit candle.
"And the key? Where is the key?" the Magi demamded.
"What key?" Jill squeaked.
Then the door to Jill's cabin was kicked open and Chris bursts in, his Berettas in each hand. The Magi turned
to him, using Jill as a sheild.
Chris saw the light on the candle flicker and he spins around, just as the window opens, and another Magi comes
into viev, two Lugers in his hand. He fires at Chris, and Chris responds in kind, killing the Magi. In the
process, he blasts a kerosine lamp from the wall, which promptly bursts into flames. Jill grabs the candle on
the table and heaves it back over her shoulder, right into her captor's eye. He screeches in pain and lets her
go. Chris then grabs her and yanked her out of the burning room.
Jill tried to pull herself free from Chris's grip. "The map! We need the map!"
Chris tapped the barrel of one of his guns on his forehead. "Relax, Jill. I'M the map. It's all up here."
That did little to make Jill feel better. "Oh that's comforting."
***
Hot melted wax covers the injured Magi's face as he holds his sore eye and struggles to the door. Then he
notices the key-box on the floor. He bends over to pick it up. And that's when the door is kicked open again,
it hits him in the ass and knocks him into the fire. Leon leans in, and sees nothing but flames.
The Magi is now completely on fire. He pulls out his gun and aims at Leon, who immediately turns and runs out
of the room.
***
Chris and Jill race out onto the deck near the horse paddock. People are screaming. Basically, all hell has
broken loose. A chunk of the wall is blown off next to Jill's head. Chris pivots and returns fire. It's the
last Magi, on the other side of the paddock.
Another lantern is shot and explodes into flames. Chris shoots off the paddock lock. Now the horses are going
berzerk. Chris fires over their heads. They charge through the door. The Magi gunman screamed as the horses
stampede over him. Flames sweep up the walls and race across the roof. Half the barge is now on fire. Chris
throws the gunnysack over his shoulder and turns to Jill. "Can you swim?"
"Of course I can swim, if the occasion calls for it!" Jill yelled.
Chris then scoops up Jill into her arms and holds her over the railing. "Trust me. It calls for it." He then
proceeds to drop Jill into the water.
Chris was about to join her, but a panicky Irons showed up. "Redfield! What do we do?!"
"Wait here! I'll get help!" Chris leapt over the edge and into the water. Irons stands on deck for a moment
before he realized that he had been tricked. Growling, he heaved himself over the ledge and into the water.
***
Leon ran out into the bow, where Nicholai, Wesker, and Alfred were in the middle of a heated shootout with
several Magi gunmen. Alexia was helping out the men by burning several Magi with a quick movement of her armor-
plated hand. Leon simply shakes his head.
The Magi that had held Jill hostage earlier--how a flaming torch stumbles behind him. Alfred sees him and aimed
his sniper rifle at the Magi and shot him, sending the burning man over the ledge.
"Nice shot," Leon commented.
"And he couldn't hit Claire in Code Veronica," Nicholai sniped.
Leon sees the key-box on the deck and picks it up. "And did I panic? I think not."
Either the horses charge onto the bow or it had gotten too hot to handle, Leon dives over one side, the
Umbrella group dive over the other.
***
Much to everyone's dismay, everyone from Umbrella had made it to shore. Wesker had lost his glasses, revealing
his catlike eyes, Nicholai was cursing in Russian, and Alexia was trying to dry herself off.
"This is a messed up country," Alfred muttered as he poured the water out of his now-clogged rifle.
***
On the other side of the river, Chris, Jill, Leon, and Warden Irons waded out of the water. All three men tried
not to gawk at Jill, since she was not wearing much. Chris fished out his gunnysack out of the water.
Thankfully, it was very watertight, so none of his equipment wasn't damaged.
"Redfield! Hey, Redfield!" It was Vinny. He was on the other side with the guys from Umbrella. "Looks to me
like I got all the horses!"
"Hey Vinny!' Chris yelled back. "Looks to me like your're on the wrong side of the river!"
Vinny realized that Chris was right. He kicked the water, cursing in French. Meanwhile the barge is sinking.
Cairo Port
"Do you think he'll show up?" Jill asked as she dragged her suitcase along the busy port.
Leon nodded. "Undoubtedly. His word is his word."
Jill puffed her hair. "Personally, I think he's filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. I don't like him
one bit."
"Anyone I know?"
Jill and Leon turned around. Chris walked up towards them. He is how clean, shaven, spit-polished and to
Jill's eyes, handsome to boot. Basically, he looks like the Chris Redfield that we all know. He was wearing
a white shirt, khaki pants and spit-shined boots. A khaki scarf is tied around his neck. Slung over his
shoulder, was a huge gunnysack.
Jill was impressed--and surprised at his appearance. Chris simply cocks an eyebrow at her. She managed to
stop herself from blushing. "Oh. Um...hello."
Leon shakes Chris's hand. "Nice day for an adventure, isn't it, Redfield?"
"Yeah. Nice," Chris managed to reply.
Jill managed to recover her wits and she addressed Chris. "Mister Redfield, can you look me in the eye and
guarantee me this is not some sort of scam? Because if it is, I'm warning you--"
Chris takes a step forward, invading her space and looks into her eyes. Jill doesn't back away him. "You're
WARNING me? All I can tell you, Miss Valentine, is that when my Colonel found that map, the whole damn
garrison believed in it so much, that without orders, we marched halfway across Libya and into Egypt to find
that city. The only thing we found there was sand...and blood."
Jill was speechless.
Chris saw that he had gotten through to her. "Let me get your bags."
He picks up her hags and walked up the gangplank and onto the barge. Leon watched the entire exchange and
takes note. "Yes. Filthy, rude, a complete scoundrel. Nothing like him at all."
Jill glared at Leon. Then Irons showed up. "Good morning to the both of you."
Jill spun around. "What are you doing here?"
Irons was now on the gangplank. "It's called protecting my investment. Thank you very much."
***
Nighttime. A small boat containing several Magi warriors stealthily made its way towards the barge. Their
mission was to recover the key and destroy the map...and kill ANYONE that gets in their way.
***
Chris ran into Leon on the deck. He was playing cards with two men. They were Alfred Ashford and Nicholai
Ginovaef. There was a pretty blonde woman sitting with them, reading a book. Chris recognized her as Alexia
Ashford. She was in her human form, but she still had the armorlike plating on her lower right arm and hand
(the hand in which she uses to fling the blood, which bursts into flames).
"There you are, Redfield," Leon said brightly. "We could use another player."
"I gamble with my life, never with my money," Chris insisted.
Nicholai looked at Chris and adjusts his eyeglasses. "Never? What if I were to wager five hundred dollars
says we get to Hamunaptra before you?" he asked in his heavy Russian accent.
"You're looking for Hamunaptra?" Chris repeated.
Alfred looked around for a moment. "Where's the other guy? There's supposed to be three of us, and my sister
is the Egyptologist."
"What other guy?" Chris asked.
A soft chuckle came from the shadows behind Chris. "Long time, no see, Chris."
Chris spun around. That voice belonged to none other than...
"WESKER?!" Chris screeched.
Albert Wesker steps into view. He is still sporting his pair of expensive-looking shades. "Surprised? Thought
you would never see me again, huh?"
Chris pointed to Alexia. "I was hoping she had killed you the last time I saw you."
"No," Wesker replied, "but she came pretty close."
Before the two could try and kill each other, Alexia intervened. She stepped in between them and faced Wesker.
"Look here. I hired you to help me find Hamunaptra, not try and kill the hero."
"And what if I don't follow your instructions?" Wesker retorted.
Alexia raised her armor-plated hand. "Remember the Antarctic? I'll slap you around this barge, right before I
burn your ass."
Wesker gulped. Even with his superhuman strength and speed, it takes someone like Alexia Ashford to put him in
check. She did it once, and he REALLY didn't want her to do it again. He nodded to Alexia and took a seat
beside Nicholai.
Alexia turned back to Chris, faling back into character. "What makes you so confident that you would reach
Hamunaptra, sir?" she replied.
"What makes you?" Chris retorted.
"We got us a man who's actually been there," Alfred declared.
That caught Chris off guard. Leon beamed brightly. "What a coincidence, why--"
Chris then 'accidentally' hits Leon in the back with his gunnysack, causing him to shut up, and change his
tune.
"Whose deal is it? Is it my deal? I thought I just dealt?"
Chris placed his hand on Leon's shoulder. "Gentlemen, you have youselves a bet. Good Evening, Leon." He
squeezed Leon's shoulder. Hard. Then he left.
Leon winced from the pain. "Good night."
***
Jill is sitting at a table on the deck, reading a book. Then a huge sack drops onto the table, startling her.
"Sorry about that," Chris apologized. "Didn't mean to scare you."
"The only thing that scares me, Mister Redfield, are your manners," Jill replied curtly.
"Still angry about that kiss back in the prison, huh?"
"If you call THAT a kiss."
Chris undid some latches and rolled the gunnysack across the table, revealing an assortment of weapons. There
were his two Custom Berettas, parts for a Remington shotgun, a Bowie knife, a Desert Eagle Magnum, two Browning
handguns, a H&K VP70 handgun, a grenade launcher, a .45 revolver, a Glock 19 pistol, several wrapped sticks of
dynamite, and a lot of ammo.
Jill gawked at the weapons. "Did I miss something? Are we going into battle?"
Chris took out the shotgun parts and began to put them together. "There's something out there, you know.
Something under that sand."
"I'm hoping to find a certain artifact, a book, actually. Leon thinks there's treasure. What do you think
is out there?" Jill asked.
Chris snapped two parts of the shotgun together. "I can sum it all up in one word. Evil. The Tuaregs and the
Bedouins believe that Hamunaptra is cursed."
"I don't believe in fairy tales and myth, Mister Redfield, but I do believe that one of the most famous books
in history is buried out there, The Book Of The Amun-Ra. It's what first interested me in Egypt as a child.
It's why I came here, sort of a life's pursuit."
Chris finished assembling his shotgun and loaded a couple of shells into the chamber. "So it makes no nevermind
to you that the book is supposedly made of pure gold, right?"
Jill is surprised at his knowledge. "You know your history."
Chris smirks at her and cocks his shotgun. "I know my treasure." He then pulled out his two Berettas and
slaps a couple of clips in and shoves them into his holsters.
Jill starts to leave, but she stops and turns back to Chris. "By the way, ...why did you kiss me?"
Chris shrugged his shoulders. "I was about to be hanged. Seemed like a good idea at the time."
That comment made Jill furious, and she storms off.
Chris watched her go, a little puzzled. "What? What did I say?"
He heard someone snickering nearby. Chris stands up, pulls out a Beretta and finds where the source of the
noise. He reached out and yanked the person into view.
"My very good friend! What a surprise!" Vincent yelped. "I was worried that you didn't make it!"
"Why if it ain't my little buddy, Vinny. I think I should kill kill you." Chris then pressed the barrel of the
Beretta against Vinny's chin.
"Think of my children!" Vinny pleaded.
"You don't have any children," Chris sneered.
"Someday I might."
Chris slammed Vinny against the wall, maing Vinny yelp. "Shut up. So you're the one that's leading the guys
from Umbrella, I should've known. Sho what's the scam? You take them and leave them in the middle of the desert
to rot?"
"Unfortunately no. These guys are smart, they pay me only half now, half when I get them back to Cairo, so I
must go all the way."
Chris released Vinny and slipped gun back into his holster. "Them's the breaks, huh?"
Vinny looked at Chris. "You never believed in Hamunaptra, Redfield. Why are you going back?"
Chris pointed to Jill, who was tending to the camels nearby. "See that girl? She saved my neck. Literally."
Jill looked at Chris, who smiled at her and she walked off.
Vinny smirked at Chris. "You always did have more balls than brains."
Both men laughed. Then Chris grabbed Vinny and tossed him over the rail and into the water. "Goodbye, Vinny."
Vinny landed in the water with a loud splash. "Redfield! I am going to kill you for this!"
Chris grinned at the spluttering man in the water. Then he notice something on the deck. Three sets of wet
footprints. 'Looks like business is about to pick up,' he thought as he went to check up on Jill.
***
Jill was in her cabin, preparing for bed. She changed out of her dress and into a nightgown. She ran a brush
through her short hair, while at the same time, reading a book about Bembridge scholars. Her mind began to
wander on the events at the prison, especially when Chris had kissed her.
She slammed the book shut and looked at her reflection in the mirror. "For crying out loud, it wasn't that
good of a kiss anyway," she scolded herself. She accidentally dropped her brush. When she stood back up after
picking up the brush, she saw the reflection of someone else in the room.
Jill opened her mouth to scream, but the Magi clamped his hand over her mouth, and lifts his other hand, which
was holding a wicked-looking hook. "Where is the map?" he demanded.
Jill pointed to the table, where the map was at, next to a lit candle.
"And the key? Where is the key?" the Magi demamded.
"What key?" Jill squeaked.
Then the door to Jill's cabin was kicked open and Chris bursts in, his Berettas in each hand. The Magi turned
to him, using Jill as a sheild.
Chris saw the light on the candle flicker and he spins around, just as the window opens, and another Magi comes
into viev, two Lugers in his hand. He fires at Chris, and Chris responds in kind, killing the Magi. In the
process, he blasts a kerosine lamp from the wall, which promptly bursts into flames. Jill grabs the candle on
the table and heaves it back over her shoulder, right into her captor's eye. He screeches in pain and lets her
go. Chris then grabs her and yanked her out of the burning room.
Jill tried to pull herself free from Chris's grip. "The map! We need the map!"
Chris tapped the barrel of one of his guns on his forehead. "Relax, Jill. I'M the map. It's all up here."
That did little to make Jill feel better. "Oh that's comforting."
***
Hot melted wax covers the injured Magi's face as he holds his sore eye and struggles to the door. Then he
notices the key-box on the floor. He bends over to pick it up. And that's when the door is kicked open again,
it hits him in the ass and knocks him into the fire. Leon leans in, and sees nothing but flames.
The Magi is now completely on fire. He pulls out his gun and aims at Leon, who immediately turns and runs out
of the room.
***
Chris and Jill race out onto the deck near the horse paddock. People are screaming. Basically, all hell has
broken loose. A chunk of the wall is blown off next to Jill's head. Chris pivots and returns fire. It's the
last Magi, on the other side of the paddock.
Another lantern is shot and explodes into flames. Chris shoots off the paddock lock. Now the horses are going
berzerk. Chris fires over their heads. They charge through the door. The Magi gunman screamed as the horses
stampede over him. Flames sweep up the walls and race across the roof. Half the barge is now on fire. Chris
throws the gunnysack over his shoulder and turns to Jill. "Can you swim?"
"Of course I can swim, if the occasion calls for it!" Jill yelled.
Chris then scoops up Jill into her arms and holds her over the railing. "Trust me. It calls for it." He then
proceeds to drop Jill into the water.
Chris was about to join her, but a panicky Irons showed up. "Redfield! What do we do?!"
"Wait here! I'll get help!" Chris leapt over the edge and into the water. Irons stands on deck for a moment
before he realized that he had been tricked. Growling, he heaved himself over the ledge and into the water.
***
Leon ran out into the bow, where Nicholai, Wesker, and Alfred were in the middle of a heated shootout with
several Magi gunmen. Alexia was helping out the men by burning several Magi with a quick movement of her armor-
plated hand. Leon simply shakes his head.
The Magi that had held Jill hostage earlier--how a flaming torch stumbles behind him. Alfred sees him and aimed
his sniper rifle at the Magi and shot him, sending the burning man over the ledge.
"Nice shot," Leon commented.
"And he couldn't hit Claire in Code Veronica," Nicholai sniped.
Leon sees the key-box on the deck and picks it up. "And did I panic? I think not."
Either the horses charge onto the bow or it had gotten too hot to handle, Leon dives over one side, the
Umbrella group dive over the other.
***
Much to everyone's dismay, everyone from Umbrella had made it to shore. Wesker had lost his glasses, revealing
his catlike eyes, Nicholai was cursing in Russian, and Alexia was trying to dry herself off.
"This is a messed up country," Alfred muttered as he poured the water out of his now-clogged rifle.
***
On the other side of the river, Chris, Jill, Leon, and Warden Irons waded out of the water. All three men tried
not to gawk at Jill, since she was not wearing much. Chris fished out his gunnysack out of the water.
Thankfully, it was very watertight, so none of his equipment wasn't damaged.
"Redfield! Hey, Redfield!" It was Vinny. He was on the other side with the guys from Umbrella. "Looks to me
like I got all the horses!"
"Hey Vinny!' Chris yelled back. "Looks to me like your're on the wrong side of the river!"
Vinny realized that Chris was right. He kicked the water, cursing in French. Meanwhile the barge is sinking.