"Leon Stark." Leon gave the two of them a slight nod and introduced himself. "You'd better leave quickly. The zombies heard the commotion and are closing in from all sides."
"You're not heading to the subway station with us? Ah, I get it, Brother Stark. You're the guy sent by the higher-ups to solve this problem, right?"
Carlos could not help touching the armor as well. "I had no idea this country's technology was already this advanced. Those people have really been hiding a lot!"
Jill seemed to think so too.
The way she looked at Leon became much friendlier, as though she had seen a comrade-in-arms.
She held out her hand. "I used to serve in Delta Force. Leon, what unit are you from?"
Leon shook her hand with his armor-clad arm.
"You misunderstand," he said. "I'm not from your country, nor am I from your world."
"World? Are you saying we're not in the same class as you?" Jill frowned slightly.
"I mean it literally. I came from another world."
Leon released her hand. "And I didn't come here to clean up Umbrella's mess."
"Your world's consciousness hired me."
"It asked me to help save the world."
"So leave quickly. Gather as many civilians as you can. Afterward, I might even send you some T-virus vaccines."
With that, he turned around, located the direction of Raccoon City Hospital, and prepared to fly over.
Carlos shouted with a laugh from behind him, "Hey! Brother Leon, you're joking, right? How could something like another world be real? Do you have any proof?"
Though this handsome young man with instant-noodle hair could be rather goofy,
he was already past the age of believing in hot-blooded stories about saviors from other worlds.
He thought the armored warrior before him might have developed