"Roar…"
At this moment, a massive 'Giant Zombie' swung its bone-spiked arm, directly sending several slow-moving zombies that blocked its path flying, then charged towards Prince T'Challa's location.
As long as it knocked away this troublesome guy, it could rush in and slaughter at will.
Pfft—!!!
Prince T'Challa did not choose to confront the 'Giant Zombie' head-on; instead, he leaped upwards just as it was about to charge him.
While successfully dodging the impact, he used the sharp claws extending from his fingertips to tear open most of the 'Giant Zombie's' head.
Thump—
Under the inertia, the headless body of the 'Giant Zombie' continued to charge forward for a few meters before swaying and crashing heavily to the ground.
This scene was like a shot in the arm, immediately causing the Wakanda warriors behind to cheer excitedly.
"Kill! Follow Your Highness the Prince!"
Okoye roared excitedly; even though she knew that the zombie horde could not harm Prince T'Challa, who was wearing a Vibranium combat suit, as the Captain of the Royal Guard, Okoye still chose to follow closely behind Prince T'Challa, eliminating threats from his back.
Okoye's Vibranium spear danced rapidly, each strike precisely piercing the head of a zombie.
"Kill!!!"
The elite Wakanda warriors, armed with Vibranium cold weapons, all fought like they had entered a berserker state, cooperating seamlessly with each other, slaughtering the zombie horde as if cutting through melons and vegetables.
Although their numbers were far inferior to the zombie horde, the cloaks they wore all had energy shield functions, so they did not need to worry even if a zombie got close.
Thus, in this war, which seemed to have an extremely disparate force on the surface, the elite warrior squad led by Prince T'Challa showed a one-sided crushing dominance from the very beginning of the battle.
Tens of thousands of man-killing, rampaging zombies were completely annihilated in just over an hour.
"Your Highness the Prince, did you notice?"
After eliminating the last zombie, Okoye raised her hand to shake off the blood from her Vibranium spear, looking worriedly at the dense forest in the distance where the zombie army had appeared.
"What did you find?" Prince T'Challa asked, somewhat puzzled.
"I'm thinking that the reason this zombie horde appeared in Wakanda is definitely not a simple coincidence…"
Okoye thought for a moment and said, "It seems our previous secret operations have alerted the enemy, and they somehow obtained information about Wakanda, which is why we have this zombie siege today!"
Upon hearing this, Prince T'Challa couldn't help but frown, asking back with some uncertainty, "Are you overthinking it?"
"After all these years, in the eyes of the World, Wakanda has always been a poor and backward agricultural small country, and there are almost no outsiders who truly know Wakanda's true capabilities."
"No, Your Highness the Prince." Okoye shook her head slightly and reminded him, "Have you forgotten the thief who successfully stole Vibranium from Wakanda?"
"Are you saying…" Prince T'Challa suddenly widened his eyes, slowly uttering a name, "Ulysses Klaue?"
"Exactly, that despicable and shameless thief."
Okoye said with a solemn expression, "Rumor has it that he is now thriving among black market arms dealers. Perhaps our enemy obtained information about Wakanda from him."
"If that's the case, I'm afraid similar terrorist attacks like today's will continue to occur until Albert Wesker's whereabouts are completely found."
"Therefore, I suggest raising the defense level of the Border Tribe."
Prince T'Challa clearly hadn't anticipated this point. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded and said, "There is indeed such a possibility. However, Ulysses Klaue has been at large for over twenty years, and we have never been able to catch him. This has become my father's biggest regret… It seems this time, it's time for me to personally capture him and bring him to justice."
Upon hearing this, Okoye quickly advised, "T'Challa, don't be impulsive. Wakanda currently needs not an impetuous warrior, but a Prince who can share the King's burden when a crisis arrives."
"Leave the task of capturing Ulysses Klaue to others!"
Although Prince T'Challa was displeased and wanted to personally fulfill his father's wish, he knew that Okoye's words were the correct choice at the moment, so he could only nod somewhat reluctantly, "Alright then…"
"We'll go back and interrogate Ricardo Elvin again to see if we can dig up more useful information about Albert Wesker from him…"
"Hmph, to dare launch a biochemical attack on Wakanda, I will absolutely not spare him!"
Soon, with the departure of Prince T'Challa and others, the residents of the Border Tribe returned to their homes, as if nothing had happened.
Behind them, in the area where the great battle had just taken place, the light blue energy barrier closed again, followed by shimmering light and shadow.
Background reflection function enabled.
The city within the energy barrier was once again concealed by a landscape of mountains and forests.
However, what Prince T'Challa and the others didn't know was that everything that had just happened there was fully observed by Albert Wesker and Ikosera Johnny, who were in a secret Base, through real-time footage transmitted by an anti-reconnaissance 'stealth' drone produced by Hyperspace Group, purchased at a high price from the black market.
"How about it? I told you the information I got wouldn't be wrong, didn't I?" Ikosera Johnny crossed her legs, looking at Albert Wesker with a smug grin, giggling charmingly:
"Now that I've found the person for you, how you deal with him next… is all up to your own ability!"
Albert Wesker's brows were deeply furrowed, and he did not speak. His previous suspicions had long since dissipated with Prince T'Challa's appearance and the powerful combat effectiveness displayed by the Wakanda warriors in battle.
However, at this moment, his heart felt no joy from successfully locating his enemy; instead, it had become much heavier.
Because Wakanda's strength was clearly many times greater than he had imagined.
Not to mention the glimpse of the highly modernized city within the energy barrier, and how strong Prince T'Challa and those strangely dressed, cold-weapon-wielding Wakanda warriors were in combat.
Just the energy barrier with its camouflage function around Wakanda left Wesker feeling helpless.
Although this time, the zombie army he dispatched did not include top B.O.W.s (Biological Organic Weapons) like the Tyrant, it did contain giant zombie mutants with power comparable to the Tyrant.
Yet, even so, facing the direct impact of tens of thousands of zombies, an army capable of destroying a small city, the light blue energy barrier remained unshaken.
This was enough to explain the problem.
Next, if he truly wanted to 'retaliate' against Prince T'Challa, he would first need to devise a method to open the outer energy barrier.
Otherwise, if he couldn't even enter Wakanda's gate, all subsequent plans would be mere empty talk.
"Hehe, what's wrong?"
Ikosera Johnny tilted her head slightly, brought her sensual red lips close to Albert Wesker's ear, blew gently, and then laughed charmingly:
"Are you… scared?"
"But you can rest assured, even if you decide to delay the progress of the Ouroboros Project now, I will still choose to support you unconditionally… because we are already tied to the same bed, aren't we?"
Heh heh, woman?!
A hint of disgust flashed in Albert Wesker's eyes beneath his sunglasses. If it weren't for the fact that this woman, who was intent on 'seducing' him, could provide all the necessary equipment and budget for the Ouroboros Project, he would have twisted her neck long ago.
"Scared?"
Albert Wesker completely ignored Ikosera Johnny, who was trying to flirt with him, and said with a cold snort, his face stern:
"Joke, do those unevolved black people deserve to make me, who is favored by the God of Plague, feel scared?"
"I am merely thinking of how to break through the defensive shield around Wakanda…"
Ikosera Johnny asked somewhat surprised, "Can't we just release the virus inside?"
Albert Wesker glanced at her with an expression of looking at an idiot, "Didn't you just see their medical personnel using some advanced nanomedical technology to rapidly treat warriors who were injured and infected?"
Because the drones produced by Hyperspace Group had extremely powerful remote dynamic shooting capabilities, Albert Wesker had observed everything very clearly.
He personally witnessed a Wakanda warrior, who had been bitten on the arm by a zombie and infected with the T-Virus, rapidly recover from his symptoms after nanotech treatment.
This undoubtedly caused a considerable shock to Albert Wesker's mind.
After a brief moment of contemplation, he slowly articulated his conjecture, "I highly suspect that Wakanda's medical level has surpassed the current known World's cutting edge…"
"If that's truly the case, then ordinary biochemical viruses might not pose much threat to the citizens of Wakanda, especially if they have already prepared in advance!"
Under normal circumstances, if Prince T'Challa hadn't gone too far before, Albert Wesker truly wouldn't want to proactively provoke such an enemy with powerful influence and background before the Ouroboros Project was officially completed.
But now, the arrow was on the string, and it had to be fired!
If he didn't deal with the threat from Wakanda soon, it wouldn't be long before the BSAA Organization would track them down.
Although with Wesker's current strength, he was not afraid of the BSAA Organization.
But you have to know, behind the BSAA Organization is the entire United Nations.
No matter how arrogant Wesker was, he hadn't become so presumptuous as to think he had the strength to directly confront the United Nations.
Before the Ouroboros Project was completed, such a foolish act would be tantamount to seeking death!
Therefore, no matter what, Wesker now had no choice but to act against Wakanda…
"How is this possible?"
Ikosera Johnny's mouth fell open in astonishment. As the head of Trasel Pharmaceutical, she understood the medical systems of various countries around the World and the horrors of various viruses far better than most people, so she shook her head with an incredibly firm expression:
"To my knowledge, currently only Dr. Helen Cho's medical team in the World can use nanomolecules to rapidly treat injuries on patients. How could this small African country possess such advanced technology?"
A big-chested, brainless person!
They can even create such high-strength bulletproof combat suits, so mastering some nanotech is hardly a new thing, is it?
However, Albert Wesker was too lazy to argue with her over such a foolish question. He picked up the phone, just about to inform Chris Redfield to return to the Base, when a security guard ran in to report to Ikosera Johnny:
"Boss, our field agents just called and said that a guy named Erik Stevens approached them, claiming he has a way to help us find Wakanda!"
"Hmph!!"
Ikosera Johnny said with a look of disdain, "He must be another swindler who heard something somewhere and wants to extort money from me… Tell him we've already found Wakanda and to get lost immediately!"
"Wait a moment." Just then, Albert Wesker suddenly spoke, stopping her, "It wouldn't hurt to see him."
"Hmm?"
Ikosera Johnny looked at him, somewhat confused, "We've already found Wakanda. What good is it to see that 'swindler' now?"
Albert Wesker's lips curved into a mocking arc, and he said coldly, "Since he knows about Wakanda and dared to approach your people, it means he must understand certain things about Wakanda…"
"If we're lucky enough, we might be able to obtain some useful information from him that could help us retaliate against Wakanda."
Ikosera Johnny thought for a moment, then asked with some uncertainty, "So, do we meet him directly? Or should we send our subordinates to contact him first, probe his background, and see what he knows?"
"Just have someone bring him here," Albert Wesker said dismissively, without thinking.
"Ah?"
Ikosera Johnny was startled for a moment, then quickly realized, and a hint of fear appeared on her pretty face.
She knew that regardless of whether the other party had information about Wakanda, the man in front of her did not intend to let him leave here alive.
So she quickly instructed the security guard waiting nearby, "Have someone bring him here."
"Yes, Boss!!"