Chapter 266 Hospital

Spencer Memorial Hospital.

This was a private hospital invested in and constructed by the founder of the Umbrella Corporation, Oswell E. Spencer.

On the surface, it looked like an ordinary hospital, but behind the scenes, it was conducting research and development on biochemical viruses.

Dr. Bard was the chief researcher at the hospital, primarily responsible for T-Virus research and vaccine development.

In fact, before the virus outbreak, the team led by Dr. Bard had already made breakthrough progress in vaccine development.

However, the company's upper management suppressed this information, letting the situation deteriorate to an irreversible point.

This approach left Dr. Bard completely disappointed in the company.

He was just an employee; he didn't want to be a villain, and he certainly didn't want to destroy a city.

It goes to show how good the Umbrella Corporation's public relations and intelligence work were; many employees didn't even know what they were actually doing.

It wasn't until the virus broke out in Raccoon City that they truly realized the terrifying danger of this virus.

Unfortunately, before Dr. Bard could do anything, the company had already sensed the situation, and when they organized the evacuation, they didn't take them along at all.

Now, Dr. Bard was trapped in the hospital, completely cut off from the outside world, and the mercenaries arranged by the Umbrella Corporation were on their way to silence them.

Looking at the team members caught in fear and panic, Dr. Bard couldn't help but feel some regret.

Was his decision too rash?

You have to know, most of these people were students he had brought up himself.

If their lives were lost because of his decision, how could he bear the guilt?

"Have you made contact with the outside world yet?"

A researcher couldn't help but urge again.

"The police station has long since fallen, who do you want me to contact? The communication network outside the city was long ago cut off by the company."

A researcher sitting in front of a computer said in despair.

At this moment, a communication access request suddenly popped up on the screen, causing everyone to freeze for a moment.

They then hurriedly agreed to the access permission.

The video request came from the hospital's internal network.

Through the screen, Dr. Bard and the others could see the familiar scene of the hospital lobby.

The lobby, which was originally crowded with zombies, now had only a few lonely figures standing there.

Corpses almost covered the entire floor.

"Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

A strange voice came from the microphone, and at the same time, Chen Nuo's figure appeared on the screen.

"Oh my god, it's a cop!"

"Someone finally came to save us!!"

"..."

The researchers were pleasantly surprised and shouted excitedly.

"Is Dr. Bard there?"

Chen Nuo interrupted.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Bard walked to the front and pressed his face against the camera.

"I'm here!"

"Very well, stay where you are, ensure your own safety, and we will come to rescue you right away."

After confirming the location of this group, Chen Nuo had no intention of saying more and hung up the communication.

"Ahem, Nuo, I think I'll waive that two-hundred-dollar debt for you."

Kendo stepped forward and said in a low voice.

His face still retained a hint of lingering fear.

Just a moment ago, he had almost had his ear bitten off by a nurse in white with a killer figure.

Of course, this was not the main reason Kendo wanted to erase the debt.

What really made him make this decision were the hundreds of corpses around them whose skulls had been cracked open by Chen Nuo.

Kendo was now a little worried that if Chen Nuo had a moment of instability and decided to crack his skull open too over two hundred dollars, what would he do?

Speaking of which, what kind of powerful stuff did this guy take? How is cracking a human skull as simple as opening a soda can?

"Hmm? Isn't it you who owes me two hundred dollars?"

Chen Nuo asked with a frown, looking confused.

"...You little... Here, take your two hundred dollars."

Kendo took out two hundred in bills and stuffed them into Chen Nuo's arms.

Sure enough, he had always felt that Chen Nuo had the potential to be a corrupt cop; it was just that the previous police station had stifled his potential.

Look, now that the environment had opened up, how natural this extortion was.

For a moment, Kendo had almost really thought he had remembered wrong.

"For the sake of being old acquaintances, I won't charge you interest."

Chen Nuo only then relaxed his expression and smiled as he accepted the money.

Was he really concerned about the money?

No, he was enjoying the fun of taking advantage of a desperate situation.

Jill looked at this scene and shook her head gently; sometimes she really couldn't understand the friendship between men.

As one of the sources of the virus outbreak, the hospital was teeming with a large number of zombies.

It wasn't that Chen Nuo couldn't clear them all out, but there was no need.

When the hospital was built, it was designed with fire escapes and isolation zones.

Chen Nuo just needed to use these to construct a safe passage.

In less than half an hour, Chen Nuo had cleared the route to Dr. Bard and the others.

Hearing the knocking on the door outside.

Dr. Bard and the others scrambled to move the items blocking the door.

"How is the situation outside now?"

Dr. Bard asked as soon as he saw Chen Nuo.

They had been trapped in the hospital and didn't know how far the situation had developed.

"It's hopeless."

Chen Nuo summarized in one sentence.

"...How did things end up like this?"

Dr. Bard's expression was complex; he bore some responsibility for the tragedy in Raccoon City.

"Never mind that for now, Doctor, look at my daughter's current condition. Didn't you develop a vaccine? Hurry up and inject her."

Kendo squeezed in front of Dr. Bard, holding his daughter in his arms.

As soon as he saw the little girl's condition, Dr. Bard knew what was going on. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, and finally sighed and said.

"The current vaccine can only be used to treat the early stages of infection; it cannot be applied to your daughter's current condition."

Speaking of which, Dr. Bard thought for a moment and continued.

"However, it is not completely without hope. There is still a lot of room for improvement in the vaccine, but we don't have enough time and resources right now."

"...As long as there is hope."

Kendo felt revitalized upon hearing this.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope to hold onto, this father would not easily collapse.

"The most urgent thing now is to leave the hospital. To cover up the truth, the Umbrella Corporation has gone completely insane; they have sent people to kill everyone who knows the truth."

Dr. Bard's tone shifted, becoming urgent.

"Don't worry."

Chen Nuo comforted him, his voice full of infectious confidence.

Just as Dr. Bard thought there was still time, he heard Chen Nuo say in a relaxed tone.

"They have actually already arrived."

Chen Nuo pointed to the surveillance screen in the office and said.

Watching the fully armed mercenaries wearing the Umbrella Corporation logo flood into the hospital, panic began to spread among the hospital team.

"We must evacuate immediately!!"

Dr. Bard said with a grave expression.

These professional mercenaries were not like zombies; they were far more dangerous and lethal.

"I told you, don't worry."

Chen Nuo pressed down on Dr. Bard's shoulder, walked past him, and left the group with one final sentence.

"I'll be back in a moment."

"What is he going to do?"

Dr. Bard didn't understand Chen Nuo's behavior.

"Don't worry."

Jill comforted him.

"..."

Dr. Bard was speechless.

You two are definitely in cahoots; you even talk the same way.

Originally, the people arranged by the Umbrella Corporation to silence them were not these mercenaries, but B.O.W.s (Bio-Organic Weapons), which could also be used to collect relevant combat data.

But for some unknown reason, the team responsible for the experimental testing lost contact with headquarters.

There was no other choice but to send these mercenaries to silence them.

The leader among them was an "Observer."

The captain of Team B of the U.B.C.S. Delta Squad, a gray-haired Russian.

This guy was known for being unscrupulous.

He would do anything for money.

Although his asking price was a bit high, the company could rest easy leaving things to him.

In any case, Dr. Bard could not be allowed to leave alive.

The vaccine technology he mastered involved the company's core interests.

Although the T-Virus outbreak was not the company's original intention, it did indeed show the world the terrifying nature of the virus.

With this, the company could sell safety to other countries.

And monopoly was the most profitable business.

The T-Virus vaccine could only be in the hands of the Umbrella Corporation.

"Someone has been here before!"

Nicholai looked at the zombies on the ground and said in a deep voice.

A sense of inexplicable unease arose in his heart.

The way these zombies died was too strange.

The head was indeed the fatal weakness of a zombie, but looking at the concave marks on the heads of these zombies, they were clearly caused by blunt force trauma.

To be able to hit them into this shape, how much strength would that take?

And the wounds on the heads of these zombies were uniformly precise, just like they had been copied.

However, the company's deposit had already been paid, and Nicholai couldn't turn back and give up now.

"Bang."

It was the sound of metal clashing, like a warning.

It gave Nicholai and his group a start.

"Who is it!!"

Nicholai raised his rifle, holding his breath and staring at the front of the corridor.

In the dim, flickering light, a figure slowly appeared.

Nicholai pulled the trigger without hesitation; in his line of work, the greatest taboo was hesitation.

In this situation, was there a need to distinguish between friend and foe?

Any potential threat had to be nipped in the bud.

However, following the sound of the gunshot was a spark of metal splintering.

The bullet was blocked by something.

Nicholai flipped the switch, and the tactical flashlight under the rifle emitted a strong beam of light, fully illuminating Chen Nuo's figure.

He walked over as if taking a stroll, spinning the steel pipe in his hand.

"Good evening, everyone."

Chen Nuo waved and greeted them.

(Not the target.)

Nicholai compared the appearance in his mind.

His work was commission-based; besides the main target, there were rewards for killing secondary targets.

As for unrelated personnel, killing them was just a waste of time, no money.

However, this didn't stop Nicholai from wanting to kill him.

It was just a convenient task; consider this guy unlucky.

His index finger pulled, and another gunshot rang out.

This time, Nicholai aimed at Chen Nuo's head, assuming it definitely wouldn't miss.

However, a scene that made his pupils tremble appeared.

The familiar sparks erupted once again.

Although the naked eye couldn't see what happened, judging from the change in the position of the steel pipe in Chen Nuo's hand and the final result, an unbelievable answer appeared in Nicholai's mind.

This guy actually used a steel pipe to knock away a bullet?

How is that possible!!

Nicholai didn't have time to think; his instinctive reaction to danger made him quickly make a series of combat gestures.

His teammates behind him didn't have time to put away their shock, instinctively splitting into two rows, occupying the left and right sides of the corridor, forming intersecting lines of fire, and firepower poured out in an instant.

Exactly ten lines of fire, the barrage formed by their intersection was enough to cover the entire corridor.

With this kind of firepower, Nicholai couldn't imagine anything surviving.

As an observer, Nicholai knew the level of the company's bio-organic weapons; they seemed powerful, but they were still carbon-based life forms and would die from heavy metal poisoning.

The difference was that an average human could only withstand a dozen grams, while the upper limit for bio-organic weapons had to be measured in pounds.

Even the currently mature Tyrant series would be shredded by this dense and powerful firepower.

However, what made everyone's mind go blank was...

Everyone's bullets failed to hit, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of the opponent, blocking all the bullets.

But the people present were not stupid.

There was no barrier.

Look at those splashing metal sparks.

It was clearly this person using a steel pipe to knock down all the bullets.

Countless afterimages reflected in the eyes of Nicholai and the others, completely blurring their perception of the world.

They had thought that the emergence of the T-Virus had already steered the world's development into another unpredictable path.

And now you're telling me there's a superhuman who can knock down bullets?

Haha, is this world really this crazy?

Nicholai let out a miserable laugh in his heart.

It was only his many years of mercenary life that had tempered his will to be tough enough; otherwise, he would have already released the trigger and laid down to wait for death.

And look, there were already mercenaries who couldn't withstand this shock to their worldview, reaching out to clutch the cross on their chests and praying to God for forgiveness.

"Pull yourselves together!!"

Seeing this, Nicholai cursed.

At a time like this, praying to God? Are you planning to queue up for heaven ahead of time?

You've already sold your lives to the Umbrella Corporation, and you expect to have the qualifications to queue?

Hell has already reserved tickets waiting for you.

Jolted by this shout, the mercenaries whose will was about to shatter finally regained their composure.

A flashbang was thrown by Nicholai.

A loud blast sounded.

Taking advantage of the gap, the team members beside him reloaded their magazines and were just preparing to coordinate and launch another attack, when they found that Chen Nuo, the person in the corridor, had disappeared.

"Where did he go?"

Nicholai's heart shook, and as if thinking of something, he turned around abruptly.

Sure enough, there was an extra person in the ranks behind him.

Looking at the steel pipe that was already raised high, Nicholai felt a wave of misery in his heart.

He had never imagined such a way to end.

The next second, his vision was blurred by a splash of blood, and Nicholai immediately lost consciousness.