Chaper 3

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Jenny, sat wide awake through her shift as she scanned through the sight of her Mp-5. The L.E.D flash light cut through the silent night like it was a hot knife through butter, as she scanned the night a figure appeared and disapered

as sweat began to run down Jenny's forehead she quickly doubled the flashlight back to its original spot but it was gone,

a second later, the pale arm reached through the window and grabbed Jenny by the throat before she could scream or get a shot off. "Listen up girl and maybe I'll keep you alive," said the smug man who she could see now had a fetish with hair gel, and shades. "Chris Redfield,Jill Valentine, Barry Burton, you know there location," whispered Wesker in his usual low and fast voice.

"Sc-c-rew... you," struggled Jenny as she gasped for the few bits of oxygen that was able to slip through Wesker's tightening grip and spat in Weskers face and kicked him in the groin with one of her flailing feet.

Wesker's knees buckled and his grip on the 23 year old woman's throat tightened as his face became a grimace and he began to speak in a low and angry voice, "I was thinking about just slitting your throat but now that really pissed..,"

before the former S.T.A.R.S captain finished he shoved a combat knife through the womans kevlar and into her belly button. Wesker dropped her, but before she could crawl off he grabbed her by the pony tail and began to drag her down the the steps of the traditional country side house, and into the main street where he continued to drag her into the darkness.

"Jen!" screamed Gared. Who now had a green head band on and was now searching the house like a madman, even though he saw the puddle of blood on the patio and her weapon on the ground,

"What are you talking about," said Chris in a halfway sleep voice.

"One of our commandos moron," Leon replied in a irritated voice and now had his pistol holstered and his riot gun out and strapped over his shoulder. "Get up," screamed Leon as he sent a swift kick into Ben's lower back. who was now wide awake and cursing up a storm. Chris did the same to his members but without the kicking due to the rest of the men being able to kick his behind.

"What," mutterd a sleepy Barry as he did is automatic reaction,which is to point his magnum at whatever wakes him,

"Jenny's gone," answered Jill as she holstered her pistol and slipped on her tried and true S.T.A.R.S beret,

as the sun began to rise a Italian M.P. awoke andlipped a square cap on the top of his short brunett hair and reloaded his small Uzi. Theother Soldier awoke from the deep sleep that many people who have suffered a crisis fall into. the other one awoke also and put his battered helamet on and began to stretch and look for his beretta automatic rifle, as he figured out he could not find it he shrugged his shoulders and pulled out his automatic pistol. as he saw Jill he began to speak English in a heavy Italian accent.

" ey what am I duing ere," he asked,his confused expression still laden on his face.

"You were sent on a rescue mission and I think you passed out due to the stresful situation," answered Gared,who was working on his degree in psychology at Notre Dame.

"Why es' everyone in a panic," asked the other M.P. who was now also confused.

Gared stuttered as he began to reply, "one of our team members went missing," and then turned away as his mind tried not to process what was happening to his chilhood friend who had known since he was 6.

"We weell surch wit you," answered the eager Italian as his compatriot got up and looking equally as trigger happy.

"I am Sgt. Franz and thees iz Pvt. Larengardo," he said again as he stepped out side.then picked Jen's Mp-5upandchecked the full clip then slug it over the battered Camo shirt that covered his rather muscular chest.

"Ok I say that we split into teams of 4 and one of 5,"

"No, we need to stay together," immediatly challenged Leon as they sat in what appeared to be the dining room and began to eat a brief breakfast. his eyes quickly challenging those of Chris until Chris finally blinked, signalling his recogntion of how the situation was gong to be handled, Ben then came into the room with the Italians,both of the soldiers looked extremely wide eyed and eager to become apart of the team.

"This is Pvt.Larengardo, and Sgt.Franz they will be joining us in the search," said Gared as he sat at the large and extremely ornate table.

"ok then I guess we can start our search for Jenny and survivors from the squad sent in," said Barry in a question like voice and he then got up and went to another room and emerged with 2 giant green boxes and as he opened them up a smile emerged on his face as pulled out an Ak-47.

"Time to kick ass and take some names," whooped Barry as he tossed an Ak-47 to the 8 other people in the room.

Barry then kicked open the door to the house and came outside, his now shaggy hair falling into his eyes as scanned the desolate street.