Halfway Through

Alice did not answer Duncan's question, but instead countered, "Shouldn't you say who you are first? And why should I answer your questions?"

Facing Duncan, who had suddenly sought her out, this slightly commanding tone made her very uncomfortable, as she was not someone who liked being controlled.

Duncan paused at these words, nodded, and introduced himself, "I am Duncan, a shareholder of Umbrella Corporation. If I remember correctly, you should be an employee of the company; there might be proof confirming your identity on your ring."

After he said this, Alice tucked her shotgun under her arm and freed both hands to take off the ring. This action undoubtedly proved the fact that she had lost her memory.

The ring was fake, and Alice's marriage was also fake; on the inside of the ring was engraved a single sentence: "Protect company property."

All this information proved to Alice that what Duncan said was true. She then looked up and handed the ring to Duncan, "What you said seems to be true, but why can't I remember anything?"

"The reason you can't remember is likely due to the influence of a defense mechanism. You inhaled anesthetic gas with side effects; you should be able to recover your memory after some time."

Duncan took the ring, his words lacking confidence, as he wasn't entirely sure when Alice would regain her memory.

However, he knew that this clone individual, Alice, was still very useful, and keeping her by his side as a personal bodyguard would be excellent.

"Since you haven't recovered your memory yet, why not follow me for now? Once you regain your memory, I will arrange new work for you."

Alice was stunned for a long while, like an old computer processing a complex problem, before finally giving a clear reply, "Okay."

Just like that, Duncan gained a capable subordinate. He then asked Alice a few more questions.

Alice, having lost her memory, had woken up in a hospital. She seemed to have suddenly fainted in a mansion and was then sent to the hospital by someone unknown; she didn't know exactly who had brought her there.

The information Alice could recall now was limited and couldn't provide much help to Duncan.

Seeing the sky growing increasingly gloomy, Duncan didn't want to stay in the same place any longer. He grabbed some food from a nearby supermarket and returned to the warehouse.

The underground Hive base.

Steve and his two companions were suffering from multi-directional strikes from the base. Three Special Operations Force units had entered the Hive and were attacking the trio alongside the biochemical monsters deep underground.

However, Steve, Natasha, and Tony were no ordinary people; each possessed unique skills.

Steve was a super soldier with superior combat capabilities in urban warfare and skirmishes.

Natasha was even more of a heavyweight; her agent skills gave her an even greater advantage in such close-quarters encounters.

As for Tony, he had the power of money and high-tech equipment. Once his scanning system was activated, it provided direct wall-hacks and auto-aim. Enemies couldn't penetrate his armor, and even if a cluster of bombs were thrown in his face, he would remain unscathed.

In the end, all three Special Operations Force units were wiped out, and the biochemical weapons couldn't harm them in the slightest.

Dr. Isaac, hiding in the shelter, knocked over his wine glass in a loss of composure. His original calmness was gone. Watching the three of them wreak havoc on the video feed, he felt an indescribable sense of unwillingness and frustration.

Steve's shield wasn't particularly thick, yet this thin shield continuously blocked barrages from submachine guns and assault rifles, and even withstood the close-range explosion of bombs, without a single trace of damage!

Moreover, every punch and kick of his could send a person flying several meters away.

The shield he threw would bounce off the walls instead of embedding itself; this was simply unscientific!

And what kind of energy was that robot using to be able to fight continuously for half an hour?

Natasha, who looked the most normal, had agility that was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Her flexible movements and endless array of small gadgets were no less effective than the other two in dealing with soldiers and Cerberus.

Tony and the others were almost at the location of the Red Queen's server room, yet his strongest trump card, Nemesis, still hadn't arrived from the Raccoon City General Hospital with his weapons!

Trash!

A bunch of trash!

Seeing the last light representing a Special Operations Force soldier disappear, Isaac threw the whiskey on his desk, venting the anger in his heart.

This was supposed to be a foolproof plan, yet because of carelessness, he had fallen into this current predicament. His heart was filled with regret.

Panic-stricken, Isaac's expression grew increasingly dark. He took two green vials from a hidden cabinet in his desk and placed them on the table...

This is America!

Bang!

Captain America's fist of freedom smashed into the head of a leaping Cerberus. The hard skull shattered under this iron fist, and the Cerberus, slammed into the wall, fell to the ground due to gravity, with strange liquid flowing from the edges of its bulging eye sockets.

"Is this the passage downward?" Heavy breathing came from under Steve's gas mask. The defensive capabilities of the biochemical monsters, enhanced by the T-virus, were exaggerated; even for him, he had to land a full-force strike to the head to kill one.

Continuous punching was not easy, even for a super soldier.

Natasha's breathing was even more disordered, especially since breathing through a gas mask was already uncomfortable. Walking down the stairs to the seventeenth underground floor was exhausting enough, not to mention having to guard against the bloodthirsty Cerberus in the shadows.

Being bitten or scratched by those virus monsters meant a one-hundred-percent mortality rate without a vaccine. This mission wasn't important enough to sacrifice her own life; she didn't want to die here!

Now they had reached the lowest level of the Hive base, where the Red Queen's motherboard was located. As long as they passed through the glass corridor ahead, they could reach the Red Queen's computer room.

Tony had already stolen deeper-level data by hacking computers along the way. The small room in front of the corridor was the elevator leading down, and following it would lead to the shelter where their target was located.

"This seems to be the Laser Corridor that Duncan mentioned. Although I have already gained control of the Red Queen, for safety, let's take the side passage."

There were only steel-clad walls on the side, and there was only one path: the Laser Corridor.

Tony's wrist popped out a laser component, using a high-temperature beam to quickly cut a hole in the adjacent metal wall.

Through the gap in the metal wall, they saw the complex and massive laser system behind it.

Tony was decisive, directly destroying all the large components that emitted the lasers, causing the Laser Corridor to lose its original function.

"We can go!" After confirming that the laser system of the Laser Corridor could no longer be used, Tony signaled for Steve and Natasha to follow, taking the lead himself.

Another laser component opened a large hole in the metal wall, and they had effectively completed half of their exploration of the Hive base.