Raymond's order was for the elite team to deploy in full force, plus the ability to draft a portion of the regular police officers.
But in reality, Jill did not draft a single person.
It wasn't because these officers lacked professional skills; in fact, some of them had already met the requirements to join the elite team.
It was just that for a normal police officer, opening fire on sick patients was a mental hurdle that was hard to overcome.
And under Jill's influence, the fear level of the S.T.A.R.S. Team members toward moving corpses had dropped to the minimum.
"No, I'm sorry."
Jill refused directly.
It was obvious that this young officer had just joined the force, and there was a kind of clear-eyed stupidity in his eyes.
He didn't understand what he was about to face; he just wanted to participate in this operation out of an inner sense of justice.
The team swept past Leon like a gust of wind.
Watching the S.T.A.R.S. Team leave, Leon sighed helplessly.
"Fine, rookies have their uses too. There's always a place for them to shine, right?"
His heart of justice had been doused with cold water, but it didn't extinguish Leon's enthusiasm.
"Huh? Lieutenant Marvin, where are you?"
He turned around and suddenly realized that Lieutenant Marvin, who had come with him, was gone.
Lieutenant Marvin: Can we get over this meme?
...
With the warmth and fragrance of a beauty in his arms, Asa really wanted to drift off to sleep, but someone wouldn't give him that chance.
The phone rang incessantly. Asa picked up the phone from the nightstand, and the caller was none other than Curtis Miller.
It's so late, what do you want?
Asa thought of the incident at the stadium, and his heart stirred.
"Lawyer Curtis Miller. Coming to find me so late, are you looking to jump ship and pull some strings? Sorry, that road is closed."
But on the other end of the phone came Curtis Miller's urgent voice:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen. May I ask, is the Zombrex you mentioned really effective?"
Asa got out of bed and walked silently into the living room.
Before he could speak, the voice on the other end continued:
"You might not know what happened yet. Just today, an infection broke out at Warren Stadium..."
Soon, Asa figured out the reason for Curtis Miller's call.
A few days ago, Curtis Miller learned from Asa about the viral infection outbreak in Raccoon City, but because the RPD had blocked the water supply, it didn't draw his attention.
Curtis went to work as usual, simply canceling the weekend outing with his wife and children.
Until the state-level football game was held.
The football game held here attracted a large number of spectators, including the family of Curtis Miller and his sister, Angela Miller, who had come specifically for it.
On the day of the incident, they all went to Warren Stadium to watch the game.
Then, the infection broke out at Warren Stadium...
The Miller family was lucky enough to avoid the initial outbreak. After witnessing survivors turn into the same walking corpses as the others within minutes to two hours after being scratched, Curtis finally realized his situation and regretted why he hadn't bought two tablets of Zombrex from Asa earlier.
Now they were trapped in a small cabin, his wife and children were both scratched and had already fallen into a coma, and the support from the Raccoon City police station was nowhere to be seen.
In utter despair, Curtis finally remembered he had Asa number.
"You want to pre-order a box of Zombrex now?"
"Yes, we might not be able to get out, but at least there will be a glimmer of hope."
Despair was evident in Curtis's tone.
"Ahem, you just mentioned your sister is there too?"
"Yes, what about it?"
"Mr. Miller, have you forgotten that I also run another company, a security firm? It hasn't had a second order yet, and the family is so poor we're almost unable to put food on the table."
Despite saying this, Asa voice sounded excited.
Curtis was startled:
"You mean..."
"That's right, brother. You can hire our security services to rescue you from the horde of corpses, or book an on-site medicine delivery service."
"Is that really possible? Does your company really have that kind of strength?"
Curtis was somewhat skeptical, but he prayed that Asa company really had such strength; otherwise, he could only watch his daughter and wife die in vain.
People in despair will cling tightly to even the slightest chance.
"As long as you can do it, I can bear any cost."
"Really? To get you out of the stadium safely, 5 million USD. On-site medicine delivery, 3 million USD. Which one do you choose?"
"Of course, considering our relationship, I'll definitely give you a 90% discount."
"Uh, can't you give me a 99.9% discount?"
"Heh heh, I only offer discounts to my own company employees."
To be honest, whether it was 5 million USD or 500,000 USD, Curtis couldn't afford it right now.
Rent, utilities, daily necessities, daughter's tuition, book fees, wife's makeup expenses, community property management fees—with all these huge expenses, it would be good if Curtis could save 100,000.
But in the end, Curtis gritted his teeth and said: "Fine, I choose to have us sent out!"
At worst, he could take out a bank loan after getting out.
"You're decisive, brother."
Asa said with praise.
Once the Golden Rule arrived, his fortune indeed became prosperous.
But in reality, Asa didn't intend to take advantage of Curtis's plight; he valued Curtis as a talent more.
As for the company, they had only hired him as a legal consultant and didn't have a professional legal mentor, so both Umbrella Pharmaceutical and Watchdog Security needed a talent like Curtis.
"Just honestly work for me."
Asa stretched, his gaze turning to the young girl who had emerged from inside the house without him noticing:
"Lisa, why aren't you sleeping yet? Oh, I forgot, you're a B.O.W., you don't need to sleep."
Asa muttered to himself, suddenly his eyes lit up:
Sending UBCS team members who had only been trained for a month didn't feel very secure, but wouldn't adding Lisa make it foolproof?
Having just escaped from the abyss of Ada Wong, Asa didn't want to go out in person right now.
It was better to leave military matters to the Watchmen; he wanted to focus his energy on obtaining the Goddess Ranking rewards.
"Lisa, come here."
Asa waved his hand, and the little girl walked obediently to his side. Asa gently stroked her head.
After establishing the company, the team led by Mikhail and the others was the Watchman Team, but Asa had set up more than just the Watchman Team.
In his vision, Watchdog Security should be divided into the public Watchman Team and the covert Blackwatch.
The public Watchman Team had well-trained bodies, Cyberware that could be activated at any time, and weapons and ammunition that surpassed this era.
And for the covert Blackwatch, Asa planned to build a non-typical combat configuration.
They possessed strength beyond that of ordinary people; even the weakest had to undergo T-Virus enhancement, while the stronger ones were like the young girl before him—Lisa Trevor, a super-powered existence that had fused the T-Virus, the G-Virus, the Progenitor Virus, and the NE-alpha Parasite.
Currently, only Asa knew her true strength.
Lisa's combat style was very wild and primitive.
Asa knew that once she mutated various strange bodies and forms, there would be no problem with scaring people to death on the spot.
"So, this time you need to maintain this form to complete my mission."
Asa stroked the little girl's head and said slowly.