Containment Center

January 28, 2007.

Clearance: C-Class and above.

Coordinates: 61°N, 65°W.

Time Zone: UTC-4.

Island Area: 1015 sq km.

Original Location Name and Affiliation:

Resolution Island, Canada.

Now completely acquired by Umbrella and renamed Containment Site One.

Containment Site One island was rebuilt by an engineering team, featuring an airport capable of handling large transport aircraft takeoffs and landings.

There are numerous watchtowers, along with various hidden anti-aircraft facilities.

Due to dimensional reasons, it is extremely cold here, and the island was uninhabited before Umbrella acquired it.

The island's interior has been modified by the engineering team, with a containment center built 100 meters below ground, theoretically capable of holding all sorts of special objects.

After its completion, thousands of armed security personnel with signed confidentiality agreements were stationed there; no UBCS or USS units were present.

After all, UBCS's duty is containment and control, while USS's duty is to protect important personnel or carry out black operations for the Olympus Board of Directors.

Excluding these two elite units, Umbrella's total number of armed personnel worldwide actually exceeds ten thousand.

The containment center houses numerous researchers, technical workers responsible for keeping the facility operational, and a large number of D-class personnel who are detained.

And this morning, the containment center welcomed its first resident: the Plague Doctor.

January 28, UTC-4

Under the escort of Captain Mikhail Victor's squad and three Tyrant T-103s, the Plague Doctor was delivered to the containment site.

Given the Plague Doctor's good behavior during transport, he was placed in a standard single-occupancy cell, requiring constant twenty-four-hour surveillance by four armed security guards.

January 28, UTC-4

Above the southern part of Containment Site One's airport, an A380, escorted by two F-22s, was undergoing its landing procedure.

The bodies of the A380 and F-22s had been repainted black and bore Umbrella's distinctive red and white umbrella logo.

The A380 is a private jet William purchased from Airbus Company.

As for the other two F-22s, they are prototype aircraft William "took" after becoming the largest shareholder of Lockheed Martin Corporation.

Despite being prototypes, these two F-22s still possess performance guarantees and have also been upgraded by Umbrella's armory, boasting excellent stealth capabilities and interception power.

It can be said that Umbrella deployed and utilized the F-22 several months before the United States Air Force.

This shattered the Americans' fragile egos.

When Umbrella was expanding aggressively before, the American government had attempted to curb its development.

But alas, in a capitalist society, private property reigns supreme.

Moreover, after William's previous maneuvers, he now possesses almost inexhaustible capital, making it impossible for the American government to stop him.

Even Canada, their "little brother," is unusually favoring Umbrella, so America could only let the matter drop.

After the success of his first containment operation, William stayed at Troy Base for a night's rest.

He planned to sleep until he woke naturally before leading Hunk and the Alpha squad to the containment site to observe the renowned SCP-049.

A beautiful morning...

Who knew that the eccentric genius Halsey, under the protection of twenty USS operatives, would arrive at Troy Base, seemingly wanting to accompany them to the containment site.

William, still deep in his dreams, was forcibly awakened by her.

When William, with a groggy look, questioned Hunk and the others why they didn't stop her...

Hunk, the grim reaper who rarely smiled, showed a very helpless expression, shrugged, and spread his hands, saying:

"Boss, Olympus is above our clearance level, and she's Dr. Halsey... We can't stop her..."

Unbearable!

Finally...

William, taking Halsey in his private jet, arrived together at this secluded island.

The A380 landed smoothly under the skilled control of the crew and finally stopped in the airport's tarmac.

The two escorting F-22s, seeing the A380 land and come to a halt, also landed sequentially under the guidance of the control tower.

A380 cabin, former first-class section;

William was lying on a bed specifically modified for him, browsing company matters on his laptop.

As the boss of a super-giant enterprise, William had very little free time and was almost always busy.

Although each department had dedicated personnel in charge, important documents still required his approval and signature.

At this moment, he had dark circles under his eyes, looking at the dry content on the screen, feeling somewhat drowsy.

"Hoo~ Ha~" He let out a happy sigh as he slept soundly.

William heard this sound...

His hands instantly clenched, veins bulging.

Halsey was also on William's bed, sleeping in the inner spot by the window.

When she discovered there was a bed on the plane, she insisted on squeezing in with William, refusing to sit in the first-class seats.

William looked at Halsey beside him and could only shake his head helplessly.

Who could blame her? She was Umbrella's most indispensable employee.

Moreover, Halsey's brain was comparable to a supercomputer.

No, her processing speed was even faster than a computer's.

She was simultaneously responsible for T-Virus research, the design of cutting-edge weapons for the arsenal, and the operation of the Spartan Program.

Back then, when William read Halsey's thick stack of research reports on the T-Virus, he couldn't understand a single word.

In reality, Halsey was the one working the hardest at Umbrella.

Thinking this, William no longer complained.

He even felt a little sorry for her.

His visit to the containment center was partly out of curiosity, but mainly driven by the System.

Since this was his first containment operation, the mission rewards were still within the novice range. Therefore, the System required him to personally come to the containment center to grant the rewards.

William had no objections to the System's requirements.

At this moment, the pilot's voice came over the broadcast: "Boss, we have successfully arrived at the containment center and are docking with the jet bridge. Please wait patiently."

Simultaneously, Hunk arrived in the area.

Glancing at Halsey, who was still asleep, Hunk bent slightly and leaned closer to William, asking softly:

"Boss, do you need us from the USS to change into our combat gear?"

"No," William said, sitting up on the bed and putting on his leather shoes. "The containment center has thousands of armed security personnel. If they can't even secure a single containment subject, they shouldn't be alive. Your specialized suits and pistols are sufficient to handle the situation, so there's no need to be overly nervous."

"Understood." Having received his instructions, Hunk turned and left with silent footsteps.

"Mmm--"

Halsey seemed to have slept enough. She opened her eyes slightly, sat up slowly, stretched, and let out a soft groan, asking groggily:

"Are we... there yet?"

William had already put on his trench coat. He turned to her and smiled, "Ah, we're here. Get ready."

"Okay~"