Corporal RAMBO: Mycete (Part 2: The Continuation)

Chapter 7: End of An Era

"Wake up!"

Jake groaned when the butt of a rifle hit his forehead in attempts to wake him up. Once he opened his eyes, he saw Umbrella soldiers marching about. His hands and feet were cuffed and chained to a cross that was yet to be placed upright. 

"Goddamn motherfuckers..." Jake spoke as he spat blood to the side. 

Jake lifted his head and looked around the room. It was a big one with a red and white glass ceiling that resembles an umbrella. 

"You guys must be new." He said with a grin. "And that being said you don't know who I am." 

"Oh, shut the fuck up." Another soldier snapped at him. 

Timothee's heartbeat rang through his ears as he and the others ventured the vast forests, looking for Jake. Heisenberg kept his word and there were no Lycans in sight.  His arms were straining from carrying Y/n for God knows how long. 

"I don't see anything! Looks like a blizzard's coming!" Ada shouts amidst the snowfall. Clutching Jia to her side. 

The wind has started to pick up and they couldn't see the roads clearly. Just then, Timothee heard a stick break, and bullets began to fire at all directions. 

"Get down!" Ada yelled, pulling Jia down to the snowy ground as she loaded her crossbow. 

Timothee sensed ten armed men in the vicinity. He placed Y/n on the ground momentarily and spotted two soldiers hiding behind a tree within his line of sight. Once they both moved to shoot, with one look, their heads exploded within their helmets, blood and brain matter dripping down their uniforms before falling to the ground. Ada managed to shoot down two, leaving 6 more soldiers. 

"Ada!" Timothee yelled. "Take Jia and run back to the chapel! You'll be safe there!"

"What?!" Ada glanced at the bioweapon busy fighting off the other 6 soldiers. 

"NOW!" Timothee said as he looked at her with slits in his eyes. His once ocean emerald eyes now a faint shade of yellow. 

Ada took that as a warning sign and grabbed Jia with her immediately, fleeing the scene. 

Timothee released his las plagas arm and impaled two soldiers at once. He looked to his left and controlled a soldier to shoot his fellow comrades before shooting himself. 

"Got your little sister."  A female voice said. 

Timothee heard a gun click and touch his nape. 

"Turn around. Slowly." A male voice spoke behind him. 

Timothee raised his arms in the air and turned around slowly. The soldiers now present weren't wearing Umbrella Corp. uniforms. Which was odd. Timothee's gaze fell on Y/n who is held at the neck by the woman who spoke earlier. Before he could react, Timothee felt a syringe inject to both sides of his neck. He glared at the man earlier. 

"Nighty-night." 

Timothee slowly fainted and plopped onto the snow. More people came as back up to the non - Umbrella operators. The man looked at the dead Umbrella soldiers scattered about. 

"Damn," he said, "no wonder Wesker needed us." 

The woman chuckled. "And it took him what? Three minutes? Never seen anyone beat ten people that fast. Aside from the boss." 

The man laughed as he walked towards the two soldiers that got their heads in the gutter. 

"Boss can handle fifty within a second." He said as he removed the helmets of the soldiers, revealing their brain matter and blood tinting the pure snow in red.