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This sense of resistance was not unique to Leon; it was shared by almost all the veterans.
Especially after Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, both among the 'Initial Eleven' along with Leon, went missing, and the BSAA's continuous search for their bodies yielded no results for three months, high-ranking officials dispatched by the UN General Assembly unilaterally declared that Chris and Jill had died unexpectedly during duty, citing cost-saving measures, despite widespread opposition.
Such a heartless action undoubtedly severely hurt the feelings of Leon and the other veterans.
After all, even the 'Initial Eleven' were treated this way, so the treatment of others goes without saying.
Therefore, in the eyes of many, the current BSAA is no longer the BSAA that was founded with the sole purpose of eliminating bio-terrorism.
When morale is low, the team becomes difficult to lead.
"Tch, what good is saying all that now…"
Sheva Alomar rolled her beautiful eyes, knowing that Leon was deliberately changing the subject to help her alleviate her fear and anxiety. She felt a little touched but was too embarrassed to say it directly to him, so she pursed her lips and said,
"It looks like the two of us will have to cross the train station alone and head to the mining area to capture Ricardo Elvin, with no backup whatsoever."
"Don't worry, didn't Headquarters say they'd send people to support us?"
Leon gently reassured her, then got into the driver's seat of the military Humvee, waved to Sheva Alomar, and urged,
"Alright, we should get going."
...
More than half an hour later, Leon and Sheva Alomar drove the military Humvee left behind by Alpha Team, crashing through everything on their way to the train station.
But before they could even arrive, they heard a familiar cry of alarm over the communicator.
"Oh, damn it, what are these things, are they bat monsters?!"
"Calling Headquarters, we were just attacked by unknown flying bio-weapons while supporting Delta Team, engine has lost power..."
"Oh, damn it, the plane is out of control and about to crash... Repeat, we are rapidly descending, emergency call, emergency call..."
Sheva Alomar's face changed drastically upon hearing this. She turned to Leon, who was driving, and said, "It's Kirk and them, something must have happened to them."
Leon said calmly, "Don't panic, try calling them first and see how far they are from us?"
"Okay."
Sheva Alomar composed herself and called out over the communicator, "Kirk, this is Sheva, what happened, please respond!!"
However, after several repeated calls, there was no response from the communicator. Sheva Alomar's face immediately turned pale.
Clearly, she had already anticipated the outcome.
In just one day, her colleagues and comrades from the West Africa branch had died one after another, filling her heart with anger and sorrow.
"This is Headquarters, Kirk's helicopter crashed near the train station. I will now share the detailed coordinates of the crash site with everyone. All units nearby, please proceed immediately to the crash site for emergency rescue... Repeat, all units nearby, proceed immediately to the crash site for emergency rescue!!"
Leon said nothing more upon hearing this. After receiving the exact coordinates, he stepped on the accelerator and sped towards the train station.
...
Ten minutes later.
When the two arrived at the crash site, they were met with the burning wreckage of a helicopter, emitting thick black smoke.
"Damn it, it's Kirk..."
Sheva Alomar quickly found Kirk's body. He was propped up on a pile of burning discarded tires, his body from the chest down was unrecognizable and charred black from the fire.
Only his head, still wearing a helmet, was barely discernible.
Needless to say, someone had deliberately propped him up there.
"This is bad, it's a trap, let's go!!"
The experienced Leon immediately sensed that something was wrong. He grabbed Sheva Alomar's hand, intending to run, but as soon as he made a move, a loud motorcycle engine roar sounded from nearby.
Immediately after, a motorcycle was seen speeding out from behind a dilapidated building behind the two.
A Majini rebel on the motorcycle swung a long iron chain towards Leon and Sheva Alomar's position.
"Watch out."
Leon reacted first, pushing Sheva Alomar aside, but his ankle unfortunately got caught by the end of the chain. He was then pulled to the ground, sliding forward continuously behind the motorcycle.
Bang bang bang—
Leon did not show too much panic. After regaining his balance, he directly pulled the trigger. Three bullets accurately hit a weaker section of the iron chain, breaking it directly. Under the force of inertia, his body rolled forward more than a dozen times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.
"Leon, are you alright?"
Sheva Alomar ran up to him in a panic and helped Leon to his feet, but before he could speak, over a dozen more motorcycles surged out from behind the surrounding buildings.
The mouths of the rebels driving the motorcycles all had a parasitic oral organ that split into four flower-like petals with sharp thorns and small tentacles, and they charged towards Leon and Sheva Alomar.
"This is bad, we're surrounded!!"
Just as Leon and Sheva Alomar were preparing to fight their way out, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly erupted from the periphery. Then, the rebels who were charging at them were hit by bullets and fell off their speeding motorcycles.
Following that, a team of fully armed soldiers, led by a Majini Commander, advanced rapidly and orderly from outside the train station inwards.
And at the high points around, at some unknown time, several figures of special forces members had also appeared.
The gunfire didn't last long before it stopped. All the infected riding motorcycles were cleared, and the ground was a mess of corpses.
"Phew, thankfully these infected don't produce that kind of poisonous mist after death..."
Seeing that the infected corpses did not undergo the strange changes seen on the previous Executioner, Leon couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Otherwise, given the distribution of these infected corpses, they probably wouldn't have time to escape before being completely engulfed by the poisonous mist.
Then, Leon looked at the still-shaken Sheva Alomar, and then actively walked towards the Majini Commander leading the team, "Thank you for your timely support, I am Leon Scott Kennedy."
"I've heard much about you."
The Majini Commander gave Leon a standard military salute and introduced himself, "I am Captain Josh Stone of the West Africa Branch's Delta Team..."
He then turned to Sheva Alomar, who was slowly approaching behind Leon, and said with a smile, "Sheva, you're even more at ease now than before."
Sheva Alomar took a deep breath and said casually, "Thanks, Josh, I owe you one again."
Leon looked at the two with some curiosity, "You two... know each other?"
"That's right."
Sheva Alomar nodded emphatically, then proudly introduced him,
"Josh used to be my instructor when I joined the team. Almost everything I know now was taught to me by him!!"
Josh Stone also responded with a smile, "Sheva is the youngest little sister in our Delta Team, but now is clearly not a good time for reminiscing."
"According to the orders from Headquarters, you two must continue forward now and head to the mining area to pursue Ricardo Elvin..."
Then he pulled out a USB drive from his pocket, and while handing it to Leon, he said with a slightly serious tone,
"This contains some intelligence decrypted from the data you previously uploaded to Headquarters. I think it will be helpful for your upcoming actions."
"We need to finish our mission here first before we can rush over to support you, so... Sheva, you two must be extra careful on your way and keep radio contact at all times."
"Thank you, Josh."
Sheva Alomar said gratefully, and Leon then seemed to suddenly remember something and asked,
"Wait a minute, Captain Josh, there's something I want to ask."
"What is it?"
Josh Stone stopped, asking with some confusion.
"Before we came here, we encountered an attack by an Executioner wielding a giant axe. It was eventually blown up by a missile from Kirk's helicopter, which came to support us."
Leon thought for a moment and said, "However, when that Executioner was blown up, it released a large amount of dark green poisonous mist. The infected surrounded by the mist seemed to have undergone a new mutation... I want to know, what's the situation in that area now?"
"This..."
Josh Stone stared at Leon for a while, then said in a deep voice, "As far as I know, that area has been completely overrun. There are a large number of highly mutated, highly infectious toxic explosion zombies on the streets. We also directly flew over that area by helicopter to get in."
Josh Stone seemed unwilling to talk much about this topic. After speaking, he waved to Leon and Sheva Alomar, turned around, and left with the members of Delta Team.
The observant Sheva Alomar seemed to guess something and asked softly, "What's wrong, Leon, are you worried that infected wasn't an isolated case?"
Leon didn't speak, just nodded slightly, then took out his special mobile phone with transmission function and connected it to the USB drive with a data cable.
However, when he opened one of the folders, his gaze was immediately drawn to two photos: none other than Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, who had been missing for nearly two years with their whereabouts still unknown.
The two seemed to be in a large tank filled with an unknown solution, presumably undergoing some kind of special experiment.
But for Leon, this news was enough to lift his spirits.
Chris and Jill were indeed not dead!!
A warmth immediately surged in Leon's heart. These two photos undoubtedly proved that his previous efforts and persistence had not been in vain.
So Leon quickly sent these two photos to his friend Rebecca Chambers' email, along with a short message: You were right, they really aren't dead!!
"Leon, what's wrong with you?" Sheva Alomar asked curiously, seeing Leon speechless for a long time.
"These two photos are..."
Leon thought for a moment and decided there was no need to pull Sheva Alomar into his personal friend-finding mission, after all, Chris and Jill were not her friends.
So he smiled and shook his head, "Never mind, it's nothing. Let's get going. By the way, do you know the exact location of the mining area?"
Sheva Alomar didn't think much of it and immediately nodded, "Next, we just need to go through the train station, and then walk two or three kilometers forward, and we'll be there... But to avoid alerting anyone, I think it's best if we don't drive, and go on foot instead."
Leon had no objection. He put away his phone and followed behind Sheva Alomar, heading towards the mining area.
...
Meanwhile.
In a laboratory of the Hyperspace Group.
Rebecca, who had just completed an experiment, sat down in front of the computer with a cup of steaming hot coffee, looking exhausted.
"Phew, finally done. Otherwise, I'd probably have to work overtime again today..."
Rebecca took a sip of coffee, a look of contentment appearing on her pretty face. She then casually placed the cup next to the computer, raised her arms, and stretched beautifully, the fatigue on her face dissipating completely.
However, just as she was about to import the recently recorded experimental data into the computer, she suddenly saw a notification on the computer screen that her email had received a new message.
Initially, Rebecca wasn't going to pay attention.
According to her work habits, even if she were to look, she would wait until she had finished her current work.
However, when her gaze inadvertently fell upon the sender's name, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes, "It's from Leon?"
Rebecca immediately opened her email and clicked on the topmost email sent by Leon. When the two images within appeared after the system's quick buffering, she froze on the spot.
"It's Chris and Jill..."
Rebecca's eyes were slightly red as she said, "This is great, you really aren't dead, this is truly wonderful!!"
"And my great Boss, thank you for the information, truly thank you."
...
Kijuju Autonomous Region.
Deep inside a mine shaft less than three kilometers from the train station.
Leon and Sheva Alomar, wearing simple gas masks, descended from a dilapidated lift platform, so old that even the surrounding railings were temporarily patched together with wooden planks.