"Then let's stall for time first. Simmons, you can try and see if you can catch me,"
Seeing the situation,
Javier quickly took two smoke grenades from his waist, pulled the pins, and threw them onto the ground. Billowing white smoke immediately spread across the open space of the hotel building.
*Gurgle gurgle...*
*Whoosh whoosh...!!!*
Javier didn't stop there; he continued to throw smoke grenades until seven or eight sources of billowing white smoke filled the area.
Taking advantage of this,
Javier quickly dodged within the dense smoke. While the smoke couldn't completely hide his figure,
it was enough to dazzle and confuse Simmons' centaur form.
After all, with a living person darting around in a smoke screen, even if tracks could be seen, it would still be disorienting for a while.
The only drawback was that the smoke wouldn't last long.
It would only stall for a few minutes. It was a pity he hadn't brought any DM11 smoke grenades, which are specifically used to cover aircraft retreats at airports.
Despite being the size of a small tin can, those release smoke that lasts for ten minutes and covers a wide area—enough to toy with Simmons' centaur form for a long time.
*Clop clop clop...*
*Roar——!!!*
Sure enough,
under the cover of over a dozen smoke grenades, Simmons' centaur form found it very difficult to catch Javier, who was scurrying around as slippery as a rat.
Consequently, Simmons' centaur form soon let out a furious neigh and prepared to use its second long-range attack method.
The skeletal structure around the centaur's spine began to quiver.
The bone plates covering the sides of its body twisted rapidly, aiming their sharp tips at Javier within the smoke screen like bullet-arrows.
*Crack...*
*Shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo——!!!!!*
In the next second,
a hair-raising sound rang out.
Those white bone plates were shot out like bullets by the elasticity of the muscles, raining down as densely as raindrops frantically pelting the ground.
And their power was quite impressive.
Hitting the ground, they instantly shattered the hard concrete, with the sharp bone spikes standing straight up from the earth.
Only the tail-end third was exposed, while the remaining two-thirds were buried in the ground.
This power was no less than that of a bullet, perhaps even stronger. If they hit a human body, the person would likely be turned into a sieve instantly.
And that was indeed the case.
The dense bone spikes poured into the smoke screen. The coverage was so wide that Javier couldn't dodge them all in time. With several "squelch" sounds, the noise of bone spikes entering flesh rang out.
By the time Javier retreated from the smoke screen in a disheveled state,
two bloody holes had appeared on his abdomen and thigh—wounds clearly pierced by the bone spikes.
Fortunately, Javier possessed the powerful recovery abilities of the bio-virus. Since the spikes hadn't hit his head or heart, he avoided being truly fatally wounded...!
Volume 9 Resident Evil 6: Chapter 57 C3 Tyrannosaurus Rex
"Fortunately..."
"I'm lucky to be alive. I was almost skewered through. The piercing power of these bone spikes is no joke,"
Javier, having escaped the smoke screen in a sorry state, looked at the puncture wounds on his abdomen and thigh, murmuring with a pale and bitter expression.
The wound on his abdomen was a bloody hole,
nearly the size of a fist, with the flesh inside completely gouged out. His thigh had also been brutally broken.
Without the enhancement of the G-Virus,
these wounds alone would have been enough to kill Javier dozens of times over. A normal person would have been beyond saving.
In these later stages,
one truly had to rely on bio-viruses to fight.
Otherwise, a single mistake would send you back to the save point. After all, Javier didn't have the protagonist's aura of Leon or Chris; he couldn't luckily avoid most fatal injuries. Every strike he took was lethal!
*Hum...*
Under the G-Virus's powerful recovery capability,
the wounds pierced by Simmons' centaur spikes healed rapidly as his metabolism accelerated.
Missing flesh grew back at a visible rate, the wounds knit themselves together, flesh reattached, and scabs formed and fell off quickly, restoring his body to its original state.
Even the shattered bone fragments were quickly absorbed and regrown together.
Though he had seen it many times,
Javier couldn't help but marvel every time.
The power of the bio-virus was incredible. No wonder countless people flocked to research it...
*Roar——!!!!!!*
But the battle was far from over.
Seeing Javier escape the smoke screen in a wretched state, Simmons' centaur form let out a neigh.
It raised its high hooves, preparing to continue trampling in his direction.
Simmons undoubtedly hated this Pretty Boy who had taken away his prize more than anyone. If not for Javier, he might have been able to take Ada by force.
But now,
when Simmons learned that his obsession, Ada, already had someone in her heart, the feeling of being cuckolded was unacceptable to him.
After all...
the difference between a woman having a boyfriend and not having one was completely different. If Ada had never had a man by her side, Simmons would have felt no psychological burden in taking her by force.
But now, knowing Ada had already been defiled by some other Pretty Boy,
Simmons was enraged. He hadn't even had a taste yet; how could he allow another man to touch Ada first?
Therefore,
it was perfectly normal for Simmons to harbor such severe hostility toward Javier!
*Clop clop clop...!!!*
The sound of hoofbeats like muffled thunder echoed in his ears, like an impending storm. The ground trembled continuously.
Like a surging tide of beasts, Simmons' centaur charge was menacing and terrifying, making one want to turn and run.
However, noticing the large black bird circling overhead ready to attack, Javier suddenly stopped and didn't run.
Instead, he stood quietly in place as bait, waiting for Simmons' centaur form to enter the helicopter's attack range and seek its own death.
"Javier...?!"
Seeing Javier suddenly stop moving,
Sherry, not far away, had a change in expression and shouted loudly.
Her expression was full of urgency and worry. She didn't understand why Javier stopped. Didn't he see Simmons' iron hooves about to land on his face?
*Roar——!!!!!*
Looking at the ant within reach,
a look of immense, twisted satisfaction appeared on the centaur Simmons' face. Even though that face was a stack of bones,
the distorted expression was still visible.
He was ecstatic—ecstatic that this Pretty Boy Javier was about to be crushed to death by him, and ecstatic about what Ada's face would look like when she saw her Pretty Boy turned into a meat patty.
But...
*Shoo——!!!*
*Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat...!!!!*
*Boom rumble rumble rumble————!!!!*
In the next second,
a sudden anomaly occurred.
The black helicopter circling in the sky launched a sudden attack with full firepower, raining down ammunition on the centaur Simmons as if it cost nothing.
"Die, Simmons, you scum...!"
Leon, wearing a pilot's helmet, quickly pressed the attack button on the helicopter's control stick, murmuring with a look of indignation.
Thinking of what Simmons had done made Leon furious. He had taken it upon himself to launch a bio-attack on President Benford, not only killing the sitting President of the United States,
but also framing Leon for the crime while privately researching bio-viruses. This kind of parasitic scum should have gone to hell long ago.
"Simmons, give me back my sister's life...!!!"
On the other side,
Leon's partner Helena was not to be outdone. Sitting at the cabin door and operating a heavy machine gun,
she immediately aimed the black muzzle at the centaur Simmons on the ground, venting her rage with a scream.
It was one thing for Simmons to threaten her into helping assassinate the President, or even to kill Helena herself, but he should never have kidnapped her sister Deborah, let alone injected her with the C-Virus.
Facing this unscrupulous scum, Helena had no mercy. Aside from Carla, the person who hated Simmons most was likely Helena.
Simmons had killed Helena's only relative in the world; cutting him into a thousand pieces wouldn't be enough to vent her anger.
*Click...!*
*Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat——!!!!*
At Helena's shout, the entire helicopter unleashed its full firepower.
The heavy machine gun at the cabin door spat fire, strafing the ground with a hail of bullets, all directed at the back of Simmons' centaur form.
Small missiles mounted on both sides of the helicopter's wings also streaked out.
A total of eighteen small missiles, plus the helicopter's own autocannon, were all dumped onto the back of Simmons' centaur form.
*Boom rumble...!!!*
In an instant,
flames soared into the sky.
The explosions were deafening, the ground shook, and terrifying heat waves and shockwaves spread rapidly. The moment the eighteen missiles hit the centaur Simmons,
the powerful explosions tore his flesh and skeletal frame into countless fragments, and the hard bones were instantly melted away.
A succession of bullets turned the flesh into a sieve, emitting a pungent burnt smell like steamed meat, as blood flowed across a large area of the ground.
Javier was also blown back several meters by the powerful shockwave.
Fortunately, he had known what was coming. The moment the helicopter piloted by Leon and Helena attacked, he had the presence of mind to turn and run.
This saved him from being caught in the explosion.
Otherwise, if he had been within the blast radius of those eighteen missiles, Javier would have likely become a charred piece of cooked meat.
But even so,
Javier, who narrowly escaped, still had a few fragments embedded in his back and suffered slight burns—a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
*Patter patter...*
*Rustle rustle...*
Accompanied by billowing black smoke,
and the sound of falling rubble, the terrifying explosions finally ceased. Only the raging flames remained, using the blood on the ground as fuel to continue spreading.