London, Palace of Westminster.
When the air-raid siren sounded, everyone jumped in fright. Security personnel immediately relayed the news: a Tomahawk Missile was flying toward London, and everyone was to head to the shelter at once.
At the time, the House of Commons was holding a debate on how to respond to United States sanctions.
The debate had reached its fiercest point. The Conservative Party argued that, because "Umbrella Corporation had privately made contact with the red camp," Umbrella Corporation and the British government did not truly share common interests, leaving several Labour Party MPs who had tried to defend Umbrella's rights and interests struggling to parry the attack.
At this moment, with victory almost in hand, they were suddenly interrupted by the so-called "air-raid alert." The Conservative Party spokesman was highly doubtful of its authenticity. "A missile launched at London? Has the president of the United States gone mad, or have you? This must be some ridiculous excuse the other side cooked up to interrupt the meeting!"
Fortunately, there were still clearheaded people present. A Sky Broadcasting reporter received the news quickly. He put down the brick phone in his hand. "Latest news: the McCain has been sunk, the Ramage has fled, and we have likewise lost two destroyers. In addition, the Tomahawk's ballistic impact point is indeed London. And our radar has already lost its signal. It could fall anywhere in London!"
"Good luck winning the debate, gentlemen. I'll be leaving first..."
The MPs panicked and began scrambling toward the exit.
Some among them were elderly, and the terror-filled memories of the Blitz in their childhood were awakened; they ran even faster than the younger ones.
"Gentlemen, London has more than three hundred thousand acres. The City of Westminster has only five thousand acres, and the Parliament building