Resident Evil Redemption

In northern Russia in mid-March, there seems to be no sign of "spring blossoms".The team members were literally tortured physically, cursing and swearing all about BSAA.But Shrine didn't feel how cold it was, she seemed to feel... she could even feel more alive...

Looking at the huge abandoned test base in front of him, from the outside, it doesn't look like a pharmaceutical factory at all, but looks like a large military base. Three walked in the front. This man from South America looked eager to get in. He must have felt that there was heating equipment in the big house in front of him.

"Oh! My God!" Trembling, Three wiped the iron door that looked like the entrance, a red star logo was faintly revealed, right above the red star, a faded Umbrella company logo and dark red Standard Russian print.Although they don't understand Russian, they feel that, yes, this is here.

"Зонтик (Umbrella)..." Two read the slogan on it, "Oh, it seems that this is the Russian branch of Umbrella..."

Shrine suddenly realized that fortunately there was Two, otherwise this trip might have been in vain, and she had to hand over the Russian materials to BSAA intact, which was not good news for her.

"One." Shrine said, looking back at the silent man beside him.

The man acted immediately, placing a small blasting device on the seemingly solid iron gate.There was a muffled sound, and the red star was directly exploded.Americans love to watch this.Ironic, isn't it?

"I just..." Three, who was the first to rush in, had his eyes widened, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

Shrine walked in with a feeling of apprehension.The space inside is very open, and once she felt how small she was standing here... Wait, this familiar architectural style... Do the Soviets like this kind of high-ceilinged buildings so much? Shrine thought to himself.Also, what happened to the six heavy tanks parked on both sides?What kind of pharmaceutical factory can have such a need within its own company?Six tanks, this is no joke.She vaguely felt that something was not quite right...

"Let's not act in groups." Shrine walked slowly, checking the equipment here.She found that although the equipment here has traces of use, it is still very new in general. As for the electrical equipment, she did not expect to find a usable power supply at all. "There is plenty of time this time, let's walk the front line."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound, and a few huge electric lights with the aesthetic style of the last century suddenly lit up above her head, and the whole factory suddenly became transparent and bright. This guy Six actually pulled the switch!

Looking at the scene in front of him - this huge and transparent experimental base, suddenly, something flashed in Shrine's head.just... what?She frowned slightly, why... this place gave her a strong... she didn't know how to describe her current feeling, maybe it was a long-lost "sense of belonging"?Her hand holding the gun trembled slightly.That strong feeling gave her a headache again.

"Scared you?" Three sarcastically walked past Shrine.

On the contrary, it was this sentence that woke her up from a trance.It seems that this guy is still under the cold. Shrine sighed and shook his head slightly.However, just now, her thoughts seemed to be sucked in by this huge ice cave... Fortunately, she was still awake, she knew what she was going to do.

"Let's go." She waved to the team members scattered in the corner behind her.

It seems that because of the low temperature, the activity of the virus is reduced. There are no biochemical monsters infected with the virus as planned in this abandoned factory. Everything is in an orderly manner and progress is very smooth.After looking at the map of the main control room, several people went directly to the reference room.They hoped, there they were neatly placed, oh no, it was what the BSAA guys wanted.In this way, their task is over.They have discussed it, this is the last time they will work unconditionally for that shit organization.

In an old reference room, several team members simply sat on the cold floor at the door.Further inside, the faint green light reflected the girl's somewhat pale but healthy face, and she was going to copy all those materials back.

"What's all this?" Shrine felt that Russian was really the language of another world.

"This..." Two leaned closer, staring at the Russian text that had begun to distort in Shrine's eyes, "This is their researcher's report."

"Is there anything of value?" Shrine directly handed over the control of the machine to Two.

"Hmm..." The man stared at the screen for a while, then frowned, "Does the experiment video count?"

"What experiment?" Shrine began to feel apprehensive again, all the gloom and depression here kept stimulating her nerves.

"Mostly about genetic engineering..." To be honest, Shrine has never seen Two so seriously, she usually sees him, this guy always looks like he is letting himself go...

"..." Shrine thought for a while, since he is here, he should take all the information here for himself, "We want them all."

"Understood." The big translator's eyes were fixed on the screen, earnestly carrying out the captain's instructions.

Shrine bypassed the bored other team members sitting on the ground, and followed his subconscious mind to a seemingly small laboratory.She pushed open the door and found that this was not the laboratory she had imagined, but a small office full of messy documents.

Out of her professional habits, she began to search for valuable information among the scattered documents.She knelt down, trying to pick up a stack of documents on the ground to take a closer look, but just as she touched something, she suddenly withdrew her hand.She found that the fingertips of her picking hand had been punctured by something covered under the scattered documents. Although the wound healed immediately, blood was still dripping on several sheets of paper.Frowning, she carefully removed the pages.It turned out that a broken glass picture frame was covered with paper.

She couldn't suppress her curiosity and simply took out the whole photo frame.In the photo, a very beautiful young woman is smiling like a flower, and she is holding a small baby in her arms, which seems to be a newborn, and is still sleeping soundly. Shrine seems to be able to feel the tenderness of this young mother through the photo frame... Wait!She poked her head forward, and suddenly felt that this woman looked very familiar... There seemed to be such a woman in her memory.I don't quite know what that woman looked like when she was young, but she still remembers her face when she was no longer young...

"Anna?" She wasn't even sure if she just said the name out of her mouth.

Her heart began to beat faster.Maybe it was the rapid heartbeat that made her unable to think, she broke the photo frame with her bare hands trembling, many broken glass pierced into her hand, a lot of blood began to flow out, those wounds continued to heal, and then cracked again... …She took the photo out with bloody hands and turned it straight to the back.

"Аннаи Зоя (7311980)" says so.Although she does not know Russian, she can still understand the word "Anna".It turned out to be her!But what does the latter mean?baby name?

"July 1980, 7?" Shrine stared at the date, shivering unconsciously.Isn't that day your own birthday?She opened her eyes wide, suddenly reacting.Could it be that……

That baby is... me?

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