Warning: Contains Extreme Spoilers to the new additions to Resident Evil Remake. So if you haven't played the game yet. You probably shouldn't read yet. But either way it's your loss. Enjoy.
Author's Note: Some of the RPD's settings maybe different but it's all for the sake of the story. And I may prolong the survival of the other Bravos and about Jill's logo "Let me Live." in the DC version of RE2. Claire's alternate costume is a denim jacket with that on it. Basicly it was originally Jill's and Claire adopted it in CV.
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Resident Evil Rebirth
Chapter 4: Search and Rescue
(Over Raccoon Forest- 8:55 p.m.)
Chris Redfield looked out the window as the forest bellow passed by in a blur of dark green and shadowed earth. He was just finishing with his shoulder strap that held his knife from the United States Airforce, a ten inch carbon-reinforced blade with a fine grip. Jill had her own knife out which was a mid-sized one that had saved her from many close encounters. Her's fit in a black sheath on her belt. Barry was carefully brushing a cloth over his beloved Silver Serpent Magnum, his only other cherished things outside his gun collection was his family and his weight lifting. Wesker watched with Brad for signs of a fire or flares, although after all they heard back at the RPD it was unlikely they would go back to the chopper. Joseph was clutching a silver cross he wore around his neck praying for his former team that were always there for him.
Brad turned to Wesker "Want me to set down?" he asked as he flew over an out in the open area. Wesker looked down to him "No. Not yet Brad." he said, Vickers followed orders and continued to fly over the forest. Wesker was hoping his instincts were correct and they would look for shelter, but he couldn't be to sure.
Jill looked over at Chris who was just opposite of her, he looked back at her with equal concern. Jill turned away blushing slightly and looked out the window. Suddenly she felt the warmth of another hand on hers, she looked up to see Chris. He looked out the same window "Don't worry Jill. I'm sure they'll know what to do. They're trained professionals. Combat experienced or otherwise." Jill took grip on Chris's hand "I certainly hope your right." she looked back out the window and caught sight of a red light.
She suddenly released Chris's hand and stood up to get a better look out the window. She could see a familiar shape and the emergency lights of a helicopter, she suddenly ran over to Wesker. She got Brad's attention "Brad! Turn to the left about thirty degrees." Brad looked up at Wesker getting a nod of acceptance. He followed the directions and turned the chopper slowly, the chopper's search lights landed right on the Bravo Team's Helicopter. Chris was soon with her "Whats going on?" he asked concerned "Look Chris!" she pointed to the chopper. Wesker told everybody to take their seats "Okay Brad. Find a place to set this thing down." Brad gave a shaky thumbs up as he started to descend.
Barry slipped his revolver into his holster and picked up the weapons bag grunting under it's weight as he placed it on his lap. First he removed the six Beretta 9mm from their box. Each of them had just been sighted and cleaned the day before. He passed one out to each of the team including Brad Vickers, like he would need it in the chopper. He also passed out four loaded clips of 9mm Parabellum to each member. Chris and Jill each slapped a clip into their handguns and went from pulling back the slides to checking the sights.
They were also called the "Samurai Edge" by Beretta and the STARS team as they were some of the best handguns around. Wesker took the handgun and slapped a clip of S&W40 in, he had paid out of his own pocket for his weapon to be modified to fire the more powerful ammunition and even paid for it as the station did not carry it. Barry took the four extra clips of 9mm Parabellum and gave one to Chris, Jill, Joseph and himself. Brad just dropped his next to his seat knowing he probably wouldn't need it. Joseph slapped in a clip and placed it in his hip holster waiting to get his weapon of choice. (This gave Barry, Chris, Jill and Joseph 75 9mm Parabellum. Wesker had over 100 S&W40 bullets with him.)
Next came the personal weapons. Barry Burton dug into the bag first removing Joseph's precious shotgun, a Benelli M3S Shotgun with a stock. He passed it to Joseph along with a box of shotgun shells and a utility belt with shoulder straps, the kind used for holding shotgun shells. Joseph loaded five shells and pumped it once then placed it behind his back. Barry took an object from the bag, it was the .357 speed loaders for his Revolver Magnum, including the one that was already in there, he possessed 36 shots. Barry hopped he didn't have to use much ammo considering that, like Wesker, he paid out of his pocket for the additional power.
Everybody basically had a secondary weapon or something special but Chris and Jill. But this changed when Barry suddenly held out a small box to Jill "Barry what's this?" she asked taking it from her senior. He leaned back again the wall of the chopper as it started to descend "Protection." he said simply. She opened it to find a very powerful stun gun, only this was military grade. If held into somebody for three seconds could cause a considerable amount of damage, she smiled and tucked it into her belt.
Chris looked up and took the second shotgun out of the bag pumping it, this one was a Remington M870 and his choice shotgun. Barry scoffed and passed him the other box of shotgun shells, this box had twenty-four in it. Chris took six shells loading the shotgun and pumping it, with eighteen left he stuffed them in the multiple loops of his utility belt. He disposed of the box. Jill was the only registered member of STARS that was allowed to carry two side arms as she seemed to be better with handguns. So Barry didn't say anything when he noticed a standard Beretta M9 stuffed into her second holster.
The chopper suddenly came to a soft stop in the middle of a large open field, everybody began to get up from their seats as Wesker headed to open the hatch. Brad pointed straight ahead "The chopper should be about a hundred yards from here. Just go straight ahead." Wesker nodded and opened the hatch. He jumped out of the chopper instantly going for his handgun and aiming around. He saw nothing and motioned for the others to follow him. Barry and Joseph were the first to get out and followed Wesker, Jill and Chris came to bring up the rear. Chris had the shotgun placed on his back and had his Beretta and flashlight held in front of him. Jill had both her Beretta M92F and Beretta 92 in front of her and was using the projection from Chris's flashlight for now. Brad closed the hatch at once and fell back in the seat gripping his handgun loosely.
Chris just sighed with pity for Brad, he truly was pathetic. Even thought he was in a locked chopper and behind bullet proof glass he was still afraid he was gonna get hurt. Barry motioned them to get in front of him as he wanted to bring up the rear. Jill did so and Chris made his way to the front. Chris had always hated night missions but maybe it was a good thing he had slept all day today, otherwise he would feel like falling asleep. Wesker made a quick glance at Redfield just acknowledging his existence as he moved forward. It didn't take long for Chris to notice the flashing distress lights of the chopper just ahead. Filled with excitement he sprinted ahead of Wesker and was followed by Joseph both of them worried for their teammates. Wesker decided not to argue and rushed after them followed closely by Barry and Jill. Brad was still biting his nails in fear.
Chris and Joseph pumping with worry and adrenaline ran threw the forest dodging the trees and rocks that littered the area. Wesker wasn't far behind him annoyed that they would just take off. Jill was grumbling about guys being too impatient and Barry was keeping the rear covered. Chris and Joseph soon came to a stop as they found the helicopter, the outside looked fine. The bent rails suggested a mechanical failure and forced language. Suddenly Wesker grabbed Chris by the shoulder "Don't do that again. I don't need you people to be killed by such a childish action." he released Chris and looked at the wreak.
Jill and Barry soon emerged from the shrubs their weapons drawn, Jill had holstered her Samurai Edge and had her Beretta 92 out with the flashlight in the other hand. Barry looked around while keeping his magnum ready. "Forest! Richard!" Barry called hoping to all heaven for an answer, no response came. "Marini! Chambers! Aiken! Damn it somebody speak up!" Wesker yelled into the night. Nothing but the silence of the night was there. Thats when Jill noticed it. There were no sounds of animals or insects in the background, only the sound of them and their speech. Jill tried anyway "Eh. Dooley! Dewey! Anybody." no response.
Joseph walked over to the chopper "Well, we found the chopper so we should at least check it out." he said turning the lamp on his shotgun on. Chris nodded and checked the hatch it was locked, he tried continuously but it was jammed. Wesker watched his vain attempts and decided to fix it. He suddenly grabbed the shotgun off Chris's back pumping it and blasting out the lock.
Without a second's hesitation Joseph jumped in and looked all around keeping his shotgun up. Wesker passed the boomstick back to Chris who was surprised by Wesker's sudden actions. Jill went around the other side of the helicopter kicking the other hatch down and aiming around. The chopper looked good on the outside by it looked like a tornado went threw it on the inside. Jill sniffed the air smelling a rank smell of raw meat "What is that stink?" Joseph choked out.
Joseph then moved to the cockpit not seeing anything, he brought his radio up "Captain I have nothing to report." he listened "Then get back out here." was Wesker's only reply. Joseph started to move out of the chopper but felt something squish under his boot. He slowly moved his head to look down "Oh my God." he muttered out of pure shock. He had just stepped into the exposed stomach of the Bravo Team's Pilot. Kevin Dooley.
Jill meanwhile was outside with Chris who was lighting up a cigarette "Did you find anything?" he asked. Jill shook her head "No." she eyed the cigarette "That's disgusting." she said sternly. She knew Chris could go an entire month with only one pack, but it still ticked her off. Wesker came up to them, Chris brought his head up to ask if Joseph had found anything but Wesker shook his head before he could ask.
Chris lowered his head "Damn." he muttered. Wesker eyed the cigarette "Give me that." he snarled snatching the cigarette away from Chris's mouth. He crushed it in his gloved hand "Don't do that it's bad for your health." Wesker shrugged "I quit." Chris sighed remembering he probably shouldn't do that on a mission. "Aaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhh!" came a scream from the helicopter.
Chris raised his handgun looking at the chopper "Frost." Wesker muttered as he did the same thing. The two of them burst into the chopper their weapons drawn and looked down at the cockpit. Chris pulled back "Awh! Oh my God." he groaned as he pulled back as he saw Kevin's corpse. Joseph scrambled out of the cockpit and the chopper itself to throw up. Jill and Barry came running over their guns drawn "What the hell happened!" Barry bellowed in his heavy, strong voice.
Jill started to move toward the chopper, Chris suddenly grabbed her arm "You don't wanna go in there." he warned. She looked to Joseph who finished had puking "Those bastards ate Kevin. He's dead." Jill didn't know rather to be sad or angry. Wesker sighed "Well, we should continue our investigation. Look for any signs of a struggle. Everybody stay within calling distance of the others." Wesker brought out his Beretta and began moving.
Jill and Joseph followed Wesker as he began to walk away from the crash site. Chris made his way to follow but Barry suddenly stopped him. "What's wrong, Barry?" Chris asked. Barry held out his hand which presented a belt with four Assault Flash Grenades "You forgot this back in the office. Be sure to use it." Chris took it "Thanks I doubt I'll need them but a few blind cannibals are easy targets." Barry smiled and followed Wesker. Chris had never told anybody but on every mission he brought something special. He reached into his side pack removing a grenade, it was an anti-personnel military grade bomb. It was signed by some of his air force buddies and was to be used as a last resort. He tucked it back in his side pack and followed.
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Okay a little cheesy with the lucky grenade but this is Chris we're talking about what else could be his lucky charm. Also should I include what Brad does after he flys off? Thanks in advance for your reviews.