"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!"

David, who had a broken arm and part of his suit in poor condition, ran through the damned forest before opening a portal that took him to the disinfection area of his bunker.

As he lunged he felt his broken ribs pierce some of his organs but none of that mattered before he closed the portal behind him where hundreds of creatures were following him as well as a huge creature.

"Warning...Warning...Foreign pathogens detected in the air beginning the disinfection process..."

Feeling a little better for not having to run, he looked at his chest while the damn E-001 virus began to mutate, so without thinking twice he injected the first antidote into his leg.

But the mutations were continuing so by launching the empty injection he took the other antidote before injecting himself directly into the chest, with that last injection he felt weakness.

So with the water running through his body she put her hand into his bag where he took out a stimulant which he injected with the last of his strength before losing consciousness.

Unbeknownst to him, that last action saved his life since the content of the stimulant helped his body recover due to the E-001 virus, so his genes did not collapse allowing him to obtain Ethan's powers in the game.

A couple of hours later David opened his eyes feeling disoriented for a few moments before realizing that he was in the disinfection area of the bunker.

The first thing he noticed was that his broken arm had recovered as had the rest of his body, so he took off the remains of his Hazmat suit as he entered the laboratory to see her body. he.

When he saw herself in the mirror, he noticed that his body was larger and his muscle mass had increased. With great curiosity, he took a scalpel and made a small cut on his hand. It only lasted a few seconds before closing, so he sat down. a chair.

Where taking a cigarette from one of the tables he began to smoke while he laughed at how stupidly lucky he had been, basically his body was stronger and he could glue parts of his body back together.

Although it was something fantastic, he was not happy with the result, the operation he had done was supposed to be perfect but that damn Evelin became aware of his presence after doing the two cures.

It was then that everything went to hell when a horde of creatures began to attack him, he almost died but due to the anti-personnel grenades he managed to get out of that damn hell.

"This shit can't be repeated, this time I was lucky but I need money, better implants and weapons...

Lots of fucking weapons and I know where to get them from but I need to go to that place that I could see in one of the portals I opened, at best it's not another resident evil.

But now what I need is to sleep..."

After putting out the cigarette he left the laboratory before going to his room to sleep. A few hours later he dressed in a black suit that he found, black hats and armed with his Saratoga M221 submachine gun.

He prepared to leave carrying a small backpack with some things that might be of value in the place where he was going.

Opening a portal he emerged into a dark alley with a dirt floor, but which had graffiti with the name of Roanapur, a fictional city just as dangerous as NC but without the magic of the Cyberpunk world.

It was undoubtedly a shitty destination for any poor bastard, but for a bastard like David Martinez it was a good place to establish first contact with the local fauna in order to buy and sell objects.

He had a monopoly on portals and he planned to use it to his advantage, so he went out into the street and realized that he was near the docks, so he walked, drawing a little attention to his clothes and his strange accessories on his face. head.

While he was walking he approached a street vendor "Добрый человек, не могли бы вы сказать, как добраться до отеля Москва?"

The salesman looked at him for a few moments before pointing to the main avenue. "Walk straight down the avenue and eventually in 20 minutes you will see the Moscow hotel."

David gave him a smile as he continued walking through the streets while listening to "Gangsta's Paradise" on his neural link, a song that was perfect for a city like Roanapur.

Although it was a hostile environment like NC, it followed the same rules as any respectable place filled with fine people like mercenaries, assassins, and drug gangs.

Do not bother your neighbor and let everyone take care of their own problems, no one interferes in another's business unless they want to fight.

So just in his short walk he was able to see crimes of different types, but nothing out of the ordinary, although his appearance continued to attract attention, the submachine gun on his shoulder avoided the flies.

When he arrived outside the Moscow Hotel a smile formed on his face, as he looked at one of the guards.

"Cамaрад, мне хотелось бы поговорить с госпожой Балалайкой, я хочу начать с ней бизнес."

The guard raised his eyebrow and looked at the young man in front of him strangely. "Comrade? You haven't earned the right to call me that child and the captain is busy."

David took off his glasses showing a smile as he took out a cigarette. "I fight in Angola in the Volk battalion, commanded by Major Sergei Mikhailov.

While you and your group played in the damn desert I sacrificed blood in the damn jungles, forced to kill civilians and rebels, I have more blood on my hands than you will ever have!...

At least you stayed united and my group ended up falling apart, swallowed by Africa. What followed for me was being a directionless mercenary. I think I can call you an idiot comrade.

As for if the captain is busy just tell her that my time is money, she doesn't want business I'll go to the Chinese."

The angry guard pulled out his gun to shoot David, who with the cigarette in his mouth disarmed the guard with KGB moves, before placing his knife on the guard's neck.

"Now you believe me or I have to use the techniques that the KGB or the FSB forced me to learn to deal with deserters, because unlike you I died in combat according to official data."

An AK 47 was placed on David's head. "Soldier, put away your weapon before you get hurt, I'm patient but..."

"Toporov stop, it seems that our little friend made his origin clear, but may I know why a member of the FSB visits me in my home?"

David put away his knife and shook his suit. "Captain Balalaika, I am glad to see you, she is still as young as I remembered her, but although I would like to remember old times from the USSR, I come on business.

As for my current appearance this will explain it."

Pulling out the knife again, she pierced his hand before pulling it out only for the wound to close almost instantly, Balalaika who was smoking looked surprised as did his soldiers.

"There are things that are better left forgotten and my origin is one of them, so I hope I don't receive any more questions and let's get down to business."

Balalaika made a sign for him to follow her since her doubts immediately disappeared when she saw the young man's small test, she knew that there had been experiments in the USSR but she thought they were all lies until that moment.

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