They said the place was empty, and that no updates to the building had happened in the last few months. Leon had remembered about that fact in the report. He noticed the neglect of the tools and such. Piles of gravel were stuck with cement long dry and evidence of animal activity.
Leon didn't search the smaller buildings. Umbrella would have never stationed people outside this late. It'd be more than suspicious of them to do.
Leon, pistol in hand and taking cover behind anything big enough to hide his massive frame, he made his way to a single concrete shed. If there was one thing he knew about Umbrella, is that they put the entrances to their secret labs in the most obvious of places. He remembered a facility in Nevada he had infiltrated with Claire that was hidden under a weather station. A weather station in the middle of a featureless desert. He thought that had been ridiculous of them.
So, a shed made of concrete didn't seem to be any less obvious for an entrance for Leon. He kept the M16 he had shouldered, ready for when he needed it against the big guys, should they show up. He reached the door and tried to open it. Locked. No surprise…they wouldn't just let people waltz into the place—
He heard a low rumbling coming from behind the door, and then a loud 'ding', like an elevator would make. Not wanting to wait and find out what was coming, Leon took refuge nearby, behind a large stack of metal beams.
He heard the door open, and a few pairs of footsteps scurried in all directions, but not in panic. Taking position, no doubt they know I'm here.
Leon knew this was going to be a less than simple mission now. He silently put his pistol away, and readied the M16 and frag grenades.
"Team deployed, trying to find the intruder. Dr. Whitman we should hurry and get out of here," the Captain said over the radio.
The doctor heard him, and she was nearing the end of her crazy downloading. 96% complete…hurry up dammit!
Once the disk was ready, she would leave, no sooner and certainly no later. That man above ground was not the only one lurking around.
The witch in the dress is also searching the place. No doubt looking for the data room. Bridget was in a panic more so because the woman had infiltrated the place just before the man on the ground had arrived. She didn't see a coincidence there. The two must be working together.
She wouldn't let either of them have the data, her superiors wanted it and she would get it to them. Even if it cost her her life.
As if right on cue, the data had finished downloading. Taking the disc, Bridget it put it in a case before putting it in a heavy-duty briefcase. A case that held a nasty surprise. Twelve pounds of C4 plastique explosive. Just in case the data got into the wrong hands, Bridget had been ordered to destroy it should she be unable to get it into company possession.
She locked the disc in the case before looking at her escort, "Alright, let's get out of here."
It didn't take Ada long to realize she'd been going the wrong way all along. She felt like a new kid in a school who had been lead to the wrong class. The data room was near the elevator, and she had missed it as soon as she had walked out of the damn elevator.
So, after mentally cursing herself for her mistake, Ada had to go back up the two floors she had gone down in earlier.
Once she reached Floor B1, she acted rather cautious. Once she found the data room, there was a good chance that someone would be hiding in that room. Despite her best efforts to remain quiet, her heels making noise made that impossible.
At the last corner before the last hallway, Ada took cover, hearing the sound of an electronic door opening. Peeking around the corner, she saw one armed man, followed by another, and finally a woman in a white lab coat come out of the wall. No wonder she couldn't find the door, it had literally been invisible to the eye.
Hearing a 'ding' and hearing the elevator doors open and close after a few moments, Ada knew her game plan had changed now. The woman had been carrying a case. Something important was obviously in it, what with the armed escort the woman had been with. She has the data, she concluded.
No longer worried about concealment, Ada ran down the hall and entered the elevator, just as she did she heard a low boom from over her head. Something was going on above ground, and she knew she'd be walking right into it.
The frag grenade had done its work. Leon saw a few body parts and pieces of concrete fly over his head from behind his cover. He also heard screaming, agonized pain from who ever survived the blast.
He fired a few bursts from the M16, short controlled bursts, nailing one of the men near the elevator door. Leon couldn't tell if he was wounded or dead, but if he was on the ground then he wasn't a big threat in his view.
"Don't let the intruder near the doctor!"
That voice came from the elevator, Leon saw three people come out of said elevator, two or three more armed men and a person in a white lab coat.
A woman in white, carrying a case in her right hand ran to the left of the door and behind the shed.
Okay, change of plan. Again.
Leon had been ordered to seize and capture anyone from Umbrella and whatever they may have in possession. Now, his objective had changed to getting the woman and arresting her. Like a job a cop would do, and a former cop would do as well.
How ironic, he thought.
Gunshots from the assault rifles that the men had bounced off the metal beams Leon was taking cover behind, creating sparks with each hit. Leon's grenade apparently got more out of them than he thought. Probably scared the fuck out of them, Leon hoped.
More shots followed, and Leon assessed the situation. If his objective was to get the woman, he'd have to get past these guys first, and he didn't have a lot of ammo left. A clip and a fourth for the rifle he had, and three clips for the pistol, and there was at least four more men left he had to take out to get to the woman. And whose to say she isn't armed to the teeth already?
As he contemplated that thought, he heard more gunshots. However, these were different. The shots Leon heard were single shots, like from a pistol, and unless they were shooting single shots to conserve ammunition, then there was someone else—
-he heard a pair of screams that verified the speculation—
-And as Leon sat back from the corner of his cover, he saw a flash of red come from the corner of his right eye.
And once he finished turning his head in that direction, he met the deep blue eyes of a familiar face.
Ada Wong was looking right at him, no more than an arm's reach away from him, and the only thing Leon could think of was, I'm not even gonna ask…