The Resident Eviloves : Connections (Lady Dimitrescu - Resident Evil)

Prologue

The winter had just ended, but as the new night had just fallen, a cold and torrential rain had started on the city of Paris. The lights of the buildings, like an ocean of lamps, were visible, and the Eiffel Tower, majestic and lit, rose like a giant lighthouse in the middle of the darkness. Everywhere in the streets and on the sidewalks, cars and civilians circulated, all going about their business without worrying about anything else.

From the roof of a downtown building, a man, closer to fifty than forty, dressed all in black and carrying a bulletproof vest, and a gun in his hand, silently contemplated life unfolding in the streets, throwing the rest of his cigarette on the ground and crushing it under his boot. Short black hair, his face was unshaven, marked and stern, his dark blue eyes showing great experience. His name was Chris Redfield, an agent usually operating in the service of the BSAA, but who for some time had been operating freelance leading his own elite squad, the Hound Wolf Squad.

While Chris remained silent, lost in his thoughts and displaying a most serious look, one of the men of his squad, Dion Wilson alias "Canine", also equipped and armed, approached him.

_"Captain, we are all in position. We are waiting for your signal."

_"I'm coming." Chris replied calmly.

The two men headed for the other side of the roof, where a third member of the squad had taken up position: Rolando Elba, alias "Umber Eyes", who with his sniper rifle with a night scope, was in firing position, looking towards the top floor of the apartment building opposite, which at first sight seemed most ordinary.

_ "So, Umber, anything new?" Chris asked, coming into position beside him, crouching behind the roof railing to hide as much as possible, even if the night and the rain offered effective natural cover.

_"Nothing at all. No movement. It's absolute calm." Umber confirmed, looking through the scope.

_ "That's what bothers me." Canine commented, having taken a position next to Chris. "Seriously, am I the only one who finds this too easy? The Connections usually don't get so exposed."

_"It's true that it's unusual." affirmed Chris, also showing a certain wariness. "But we can't pass up this opportunity. If the sources are correct, one of their most important agents is in this apartment, posing as just a foreign trader."

_"And, do we have an idea of what he is carrying to take so many risks?" Umber asked.

_"Modified samples of the Mold. Those bastards have managed to synthesize a new strain, and their agent will try to bring them back to their accomplices in the United States."

_"Modified samples?" Canine asked, a bit confused. "You mean...that they're going to try to create bio weapons even more dangerous than Eveline, right?"

_"Surely." Chris replied simply, not thrilled by such a possibility either.

_ "Damn motherfuckers..." Umber Eyes grumbled under his hood.

_ "That's why we're here today, guys..." Chris told them, beginning to activate his walkie-talkie. "This is to prevent the incident with the Bakers from happening again on a global scale... Ok, guys, Alpha Leader here. Are you all in position?"

While speaking into his communicator, Chris took out his night vision binoculars, and looked up at the roof of the target building. He could see silhouettes of the other members of his squad in the distance, all with their weapons and having taken up position, just waiting for orders.

_"Night Howl, ready."

_ "Lobo, ready."

_ "Tundra, ready."