The Umbrella Company headquarters building is located in the heart of Little Paris, in the 4th arrondissement.

Because it is located on the banks of the Seine River and close to famous attractions such as Notre Dame Cathedral and Pompidou Center, it has a large number of tourists and a high population density.

In addition, the incident occurred suddenly, and a large number of people and tourists were overwhelmed by the swarming monsters before they knew what was happening, and then joined their ranks.

To make matters worse, due to a misunderstanding of the situation and contempt for biochemical viruses, the first line of defense of the Paris Police Department, more than 500 police officers and special police officers, were directly wiped out!

In just a few hours, the 4th, 3rd, and 9th arrondissements of the small Paris city, including the Umbrella Company Headquarters Building, the Paris City Hall Building, Notre Dame de Paris, and Chinatown, were captured by tens of thousands of monsters, and they quickly moved towards

Several boroughs spread out around it.

Seeing the virus sweeping through, the president and senior state officials in the Elysée Palace in the eighth district had no choice but to follow the advice of the Minister of Defense and hide in a bunker to wait for rescue.

Although hiding in the bunker is a bit embarrassing and embarrassing, it is still much better than losing your life or even turning into one of those extremely ugly monsters...

...

Twelve hours have passed since the biochemical crisis broke out in the Umbrella Company headquarters building.

Time also changed from day to night.

However, Paris, the "city that never sleeps", known as the capital of fashion and romance, has become the territory of monsters.

Those who shop on the Champs Elysées are no longer beauty-loving ladies, but virus-infected people dangling their bodies; those who visit famous landmarks such as the Place de la Concorde and the Arc de Triomphe are no longer full of people.

Curious tourists, but monsters thirsty for blood...

After learning the lessons of the Paris Police Department, the Gallic government, hiding in the bunker, took relatively prudent measures. While ordering various police stations to concentrate police forces and stand firm, they dispatched a large number of defense forces to defend Little Paris.

Various entrances and exits in the city have curbed the spread of the virus and temporarily controlled the biological crisis within a certain range.

Because they had no clue about this fast-spreading virus and how to deal with this biochemical terrorist attack that broke out on their doorstep, the Gallic government in the bunker expressed their own opinions and was slow to make a decision.

Some people think that regardless of the situation, just send a wave of troops to push it up; some people think that such a hasty attack will only cause heavy losses to the soldiers and increase the number of monsters in disguise.

After arguing and arguing, finally, an intelligence director from the national intelligence agency came up with such a feasible idea, which is:

Hire professionals to deal with these monsters!

When mentioning biochemical terrorist attacks, the Raccoon City incident that caused a lot of noise immediately comes to everyone's mind.

But this time, the number and scale of virus infections are much larger than those in Raccoon City.

However, they cannot directly launch a nuclear bomb and blow up the entire Paris like the Americans did.

You know, this is Paris with a population of tens of millions, not a border industrial town.

Since nuclear neutralization methods cannot be used, they can only find ways to solve this biological crisis.

In the end, under the rapid operation of the intelligence department, as a few survivors of the Arklay Mountain Mansion and Raccoon City, Chris and Jill, former S.T.A.R.S members who had joined the civil anti-biochemical organization and had rich experience in dealing with biochemical crises, became

Gaul's hopes...

...

Time: May 16, 1999, 2 a.m.

Location: Outside Little Paris, First Combat Command

In a makeshift military tent, senior officers of the Gallic Defense Force were having a heated discussion around a table with a detailed map of Paris.

"We must immediately organize a special team to enter District 8 and rescue Mr. President as soon as possible!"

"I agree. However, you have also seen that those monsters cannot be suppressed by their numbers. If they cannot be killed quickly, they will only become more and more numerous as time goes by..."

"Then we will dispatch tanks and armored vehicles and drive directly in..."

"Well, this may be a good idea, but the movement seems too loud..."

...

Finally, a white-haired old man wearing a military uniform stood at the main seat and interrupted everyone's discussion:

"Okay, let's pause for a moment!",

Obviously, the identity of the white-haired old man is very noble.

Just one sentence made the already noisy tent fall silent.

Moving his eyes, the white-haired old man looked at a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses standing nearby, and asked in a deep voice:

"Dr. Louie, what do we know about this virus?"

Dr. Louis stretched out his hand, raised his glasses, and replied seriously:

"Not much."

"Based on the footage returned from the city surveillance, we can know that the appearance and shape of the infected person are different from those infected with the T-Virus in Raccoon City."

"Through the observation of medical staff, infected people will almost always have their brains explode within thirty minutes to an hour, and will be replaced by viral parasites and turn into those headless monsters."

"Judging from the activity and nucleic acid genes of the virus, this virus is very similar to the T-virus. But it is more violent and aggressive than the T-virus. It is a new type of unknown virus."

"Although Americans have T-virus vaccines in their hands, we are also seeking their help. However, the vaccine can only protect us from infection, and the effect is difficult to estimate..."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man frowned, "In other words, we can't save those who have been infected?"

"Unfortunately, this was the case before the corresponding virus serum was developed."

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, the white-haired old man turned his head, looked to the other side, and suddenly said:

"Redfield, Valentine, as professionals who have had close contact with these monsters and survived, I want to hear your opinions. If you are allowed to enter the city and rescue high-value targets, how many manpower will you need?

What are you going to do?”

As soon as he finished speaking, all the senior Gallic officers in the tent, including the white-haired old man, looked at the man and woman in the corner of the tent.

This man and woman are none other than Chris and Jill, who were appointed as anti-biochemical special advisers by the Gallic government a few hours ago!

Hearing this, Chris and Jill, both dressed in combat uniforms, looked at each other, and then Chris responded:

"General Abel, to be honest, I don't know much about this new type of B.O.W. However, according to my experience, if you want to enter the city and rescue the target without being discovered, the number of people in the rescue team cannot be

There are many, and you need to have experience in dealing with B.O.W., so that you won’t get distracted during the battle.”

"On the one hand, these virus-infected people have very good hearing. I don't want to be surrounded by a lot of b.ows as soon as I enter the city. On the other hand, I don't want to risk increasing the number of infections, nor do I want to do anything to myself.

teammates fired."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man raised his eyebrows and then asked:

"It seems like you already have a plan?"
Chapter completed!