Containment control starts with the umbrella

Built in the airport lobby above the No. 1 shelter;

Neat and bright, with black and white distinct, typical Umbrella decoration style.

A sturdy male officer in his thirties in a black army uniform was standing in the hall waiting.

Captain Alston Lance, the director of Containment Center One, is one of the UBCS lieutenants who was assimilated by William.

And dozens of security personnel also stood guarding Lance.

They were wearing dark blue combat uniforms with a red and white umbrella logo, helmets and face shields, and a dazzling array of weapons and equipment hung on their body armor.

The equipment of the security personnel is stronger than that of the standard armies of all countries in the world, but it is far from UBCS and USS.

It is important to know that UBCS's combat uniforms are semi-enclosed and have good anti-cutting functions, and the combat value of UBCS is above 90.

How does that compare with USS?

Nothing compares.

Every USS came out with money, which is not comparable to a security guard.

…

Similarly, Victor and the other five UBCS and the three tyrants are also waiting here.

After everyone was standing at the exit of the airport bridge, an atmosphere of tension and excitement filled the hall.

Because connected to the bridge is the private plane of Umbrella’s business owner, William Russell.

"Tread--"

Soon, numerous footsteps came from the covered bridge.

Alpha led by Hank walked out first, and they stood fan-shaped at the exit.

And William in the trench coat and Halsey, who dressed casually, came to the hall through the covered bridge last.

Seeing this, the security and UBCS salute loudly: "Boss!"

"Yeah." William nodded and motioned: "Take a rest."

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, William's eyes focused on Victor.

I saw Victor with short hair, over thirty years old, a firm face, and a natural military temperament.

Then William didn't talk with Dilson first, instead he came to Victor and waited in front of UBCS and praised:

"Captain, it's true that the first containment mission was handed over to you. I am proud of you."

"Boss, this is our duty!" Victor and UBCS both straightened their chests in response.

"Ha ha."

William smiled slightly, patted Victor on the shoulder, glanced at the UBCS, and said:

"In view of your company's outstanding performance, you are definitely not interested in bonuses. Then give your company the title of'Wrecker'."

"Yes!"

Hearing what William said, UBCS seemed more excited.

Indeed, assimilated by the system, they have not much interest in money and have absolute loyalty to William.

And getting the boss to personally name the company is enough for them to brag among all levels of personnel for a lifetime.

William looked at Victor again and whispered: "Captain, from now on you are the major and the commander of operations in the west.

And those three tyrants are also handed over to you wreckers, don't let me down."

"This…"

Victor was taken aback for a moment, but soon reacted and solemnly said: "Boss, please rest assured."

"Hmm~"

At this moment, Halsey opened her mouth and said lazily in a urging tone:

"Boss William, hurry up, I can't wait anymore~"

"You, you." William shook his head helplessly.

Then led her to Lance and said: "Okay, Captain, take us down."

"Yes, boss."

Lance, who had been waiting for a long time, did not complain, and led the way for William, Halsey and others.

After Victor waited for the UBCS to accept the reward, he directed the three tyrants to leave the hall and head to the CH-53E super stallion parked outside to return to Alberta.

…

Due to the limited space of the elevator, only Hank and six other members of the Alpha team were riding with William and others.

Soon after, everyone came to an underground shelter with a layout similar to a honeycomb.

When heading to the control center here, Halsey, whose expression turned serious, asked Lance:

"The doctor dressed up in the Middle Ages, has he ever talked with you?"

Facing Halsey, Lance also replied respectfully:

"According to the boss's instructions, we numbered him 049, don't call him an epidemic doctor."

"049?" Halsey glanced at William behind him.

And William just shrugged and didn't explain much.

Lance didn't pay attention to the little movements of the two of them, and continued: "After learning that Doctor, you and the boss are coming, we did not interrogate privately."

"Doctor." William took over Halsey and asked Lance, "Is there anything in the shelter that needs to be reported back?"

Upon hearing this, Lance told William: "The D-class personnel who were escorted yesterday seemed to have a strong sense of resistance.

The security guard first offered to persuade them to ensure their food and clothing were safe, and promised that if other D-class personnel were sufficient, they would not be used as experimental materials.

But they still resisted violently and tried to escape, but were easily subdued by security personnel."

"Yeah." William said nothing more.

In fact, as early as a few months ago, he proposed to Halsey a plan to modify his memory.

However, she has not been able to thoroughly study the memory technology.

According to her explanation...

The clone is like a blank piece of paper, which can easily write various pasts.

But the memory of normal people is very messy scratch paper.

If you try to erase or modify, the best consequence is to become a vegetable.

So William can only let those survivors become D-class personnel.

Sympathy?

not allowed.

However, for a long time, everyone came to the control room of the asylum center, Hank and Alpha stayed outside to be on guard.

Hanging on the central screen is a picture of the interrogation room, while the epidemic doctor is reading notes, sitting on the side against the wall.

William and Halsey came to the screen side by side and ordered Lance: "Okay, send researchers to talk to him."

"Yes, boss."

…

…

The following is the first interrogation of No. 049:

(A researcher approaches the room and sits opposite 049.)

049: (Using a magnetic voice, speaking standard English) Oh, has it finally started.

Researcher: What started?

049: Ha ha, don't care.

Researcher: Very good, this is Dr. ■■ (Doctor)...

049: (Interrupts, slightly excited) Doctor?Did you try to cure the three patients?

Very good medical skills are also of great help to my research and treatment of the plague.

Researcher: Three patients?plague?I do not understand.

049: (Slightly lost in tone) It seems that you are not the doctor. What a pity, what a pity.

The plague... um... (the fingers of the left hand beat the table rhythmically), what is it called... just...

(Sighs) Ah, forget it.

It can be seen everywhere, many people have succumbed, and more people will succumb in the future.

but me...

I devoted my whole life to finding a cure for it.