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Chapter 87 Rebuilding Jagged Blood

 The living dead have limited adaptability.

B.O.W.'s Zombie Dogs and Hunter A have the possibility of losing control after losing communication connection, and they are of little use against the black monster named Ibori.

The adaptability of the Tyrant T-103...

Just don’t mention it.

The Tracker Tyrant's T-02 and T-03 are currently being upgraded and debugged by the Brood, and will not be able to enter combat for a short period of time.

Therefore, this operation requires human D-class personnel to act as "mediators".

Sui Bian went to the biological research and development area, silently thinking.

And after this conversation with the plague doctor, he also realized that the plague doctor's age is likely to be over 2,500 years old.

Sui Bian has been in this world for almost two years. He knows that in this world, he must have enough knowledge to better assist the company and frontline soldiers.

Usually when he has free time, Queen Bai will help him make up for the history of this world. After all, he didn’t take any history classes when he was in school in his previous life.

Fortunately, the past of this world is not much different from the previous life. The super soldier serum also greatly enhanced Sui Bian's memory ability, making it easier to learn and remember.

So when the plague doctor said "King Kony" and "King Xina", Sui Bian instantly selected the most suitable kings and dynasties based on the foggy Middle East.

Sumerian civilization.

There is also a Sumerian king list in this world, and Kony Sasuditana was the last king on the king list, and his reign lasted from 512 to 479 BC.

In 479 BC, Sumer was destroyed and annexed by the Persian Empire, and Sumer was called the Kingdom of Sheena in the Bible.

If what the plague doctor said is true and Sui Bian's guess is true, then the projects that can be excavated, researched, controlled and reduced in the Middle East will be unimaginable.

‘Let’s deal with the current Ibsiri first, and then mobilize our forces to focus on monitoring the Middle East.’

Sui Bian calmed down his emotions and focused his energy on the present.

It won’t take long.

Sui Bian and Hank arrived at the biological research and development area on the third floor, passed through the intricate corridors, and finally came to the exclusive area of ​​the living dead.

The space here is very spacious and the temperature is controlled at about five degrees Celsius.

Several technicians in white coats came into view, checking the living dead lying in the refrigerator one after another.

Six rows and ten columns, a total of sixty refrigerated boxes.

On the far right side of the exclusive area, sitting on a functional chair is an "iron-blooded young man" who is naked from the waist up, stronger than humans, taller and much uglier.

This iron-blooded young man is the cat-faced iron-blooded man cloned by the Brood team using the blood collected by Chris.

Rebecca, who is also wearing a white coat, is holding a tablet computer and her two assistants, debugging the cat-face clone.

Seeing Sui Bian walking into the area, Rebecca handed the tablet to the assistant aside, then walked towards Sui Bian and reported in a low voice:

"Sir, there are 54 clones in the Living Dead Task Force that can be directly put into use, and they have been adjusted to the best combat status."

"Hmm." Sui Bian stopped in response, turned his gaze to the cat-faced clone that seemed to be concentrating with its eyes closed, and asked: "What about it?"

The moment the Brood was able to successfully clone Cat Face Iron Blood, the research team of the Reconstruction Project tried to recreate the Cat Face.

It's just that there is a big gap between the brains of the iron-blooded clan and the human brain, so it is impossible to directly use the human brain editing program of the Reconstruction Project, or the brainwashing surgery improved by Wang Zhaofeng's team.

Therefore, the team of the reengineering project needs to design a proprietary program based on the characteristics of iron-blooded. This is why Umbrella has not been able to possess "reconstructed iron-blooded".

Upon hearing Sui Bian's inquiry, Rebecca also turned to look at the cat-faced clone, crossed her arms and hugged her chest and said:

"The current situation is very stable. It can effectively execute the orders we wrote. However, the physical data cannot be compared with the iron-blooded young man (Celtic) who Lieutenant Redfield fought against."

"It's enough. How long do we need to adjust?" Sui Bian asked again.

"It will take about twenty-five minutes." Rebecca estimated.

"As soon as possible, even time is our enemy now." Sui Bian urged in a low voice.

"Well, I understand."

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At the same time.

The Arklay Mountains in the northern suburbs of Raccoon City.

Twenty meters below is a facility for holding D-class personnel.

The original research center has been renovated by the Engineering Department. The facility has three floors in total, with one thousand cell units built on each floor.

Moreover, each floor is equipped with a large stadium, movie theater, public bathhouse, underground park with various plants, etc.

The above facilities are open regularly every week for the use and relaxation of D-class personnel under the supervision of armed security and T-103 Tyrants.

Although most D-class personnel are scum and almost always "sacrifice" themselves for humanity in the end, it is still necessary to ensure their physical and mental health. After all, their mentality may affect the results of the experiment.

On the first floor of the detention facility, a cell unit at the end of the northern corridor.

The facilities in the unit are relatively simple, with a single bed on the left side of the metal door and a toilet and sink on the right side.

At this time, D-1999, who is wearing an orange prison uniform, has a relatively strong build, has a stubble growing wantonly, has long male hair, and has a sense of vicissitudes of life, is lying on the bed.

D-1999 holds an old photo in his left hand, and touches the photo with his right hand as if touching a person's face.

In the center of the photo is a beautiful woman with a sweet smile, each holding hands with a little girl about eight or nine years old.

The background is a children's paradise in the community where they live. It is not difficult to imagine that the mother and daughter came here to play, and then the photos were taken by their father or other relatives and friends.

"..."

Seeing the happy expressions on the mother and daughter's faces, D-1999 could not help but feel his eyes turn red, forcing himself not to shed tears easily.

"Beep~!" The red light on the metal door suddenly turned on, and the radio next to the light also issued a warning:

"D-1999, the cell door is about to open. Please stand up, raise your hands and keep doing this, otherwise we will take tough measures."

After hearing the warning, D-1999 put the photo into the pocket of his prison uniform, adjusted his thoughts, got up and got out of bed, facing the cell door and raising his hands.

"Shua-!" The cell door opened.

Two armed security guards armed with MA5Bs walked into the cell.

One pointed his gun at D-1999, while the other took out handcuffs and cuffed D-1999's hands in front of him.

Two security guards, one behind the other, escorted D-1999 out of the cell and walked straight towards the rail train hall built on the first floor.

After more than ten minutes, the security guards escorted D-1999 to the lobby.

When walking from the hall steps to the platform, D-1999 found that he was not the only D-class personnel. Looking at at least eight or ninety D-class personnel wearing orange prison uniforms.

There were only ten security guards, but the four T-103 Tyrants standing at the four corners of the platform made all D-class personnel afraid to act rashly.


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