"Ah, good to see you HUNK." Wesker didn't bother looking up from his data. "Report, we don't have much time."
Behind Wesker was a cage of sorts. It was large, much like a B.O.W holding cage, however it did fit in the tent. It had been quiet for a while now and it wasn't until HUNK entered the scene, did it began to rattle. To this, Albert chuckled.
HUNK glances briefly at the cage. He wondered why Umbrella insisted on wasting so much money on these pathetic B.O.W.s', when a soldier of his own caliber could do far more, not to mention follow orders.
Oh well, as long as he got paid, that was all that mattered.
"Sir, communication interception has confirmed that an outbreak has been contained in the Raccoon Hospital, and a unit is currently moving through Raccoon forest with heavy weapons and what appears to be some kind of armored personell carrier. Also, we have confirmation that Redfield and his siter are in the old Spencer Mansion."
He cradles his sub-machinegun, looking down to Wesker.
"Standing by for cleanse operations on your mark, sir."
"That carrier could pose an issue for us." Albert grumbled and slowly stood, sheathing his knife. "However, we have to keep our ground if we're going to deal with the Redfields - how far are they into the mansion, and are they heading to the laboratory?"
Wesker wandered over to the cage and peered inside with his unshaded eyes.
(( Sorry about the delay, the network was down at my friend's house. ))
"Ah, yes, Plant 42. No doubt, that will slow them down for a while." Wesker grabbed his sunglasses and put them over his eyes. However, he frowned when Hunk finished his statement.
Simple, direct. HUNK wasn't one for beating around the bush.
"It seems like you're focusing too much on getting revenge on Redfield, sir."
Slowly, he glides his finger to the trigger of his H&K. Wesker was usually calm, but he was prone to bouts of anger. And should he try and attack....well, HUNK would have to put him down like any other loose B.O.W.
Wesker remained calm and casually slid his hand through his hair.
"Me? Well, that is normal, is it not?" Standing, Wesker turned to HUNK and lowered his sunglasses just enough to let those eyes peek over the smooth, black glass.
"However, Redfield and his little gang of rebels are just a side mission, HUNK. You should know I am not prone to obsessive tendencies. I am here for a much bigger prize; Redfield just happens to be the appetizer."
"Yes, the Nemesis was an advanced specimen, however, I would like the Tyrant for further combat training. I can use it for data and something to test my new abilities on, since the Hunters and the Lickers are becoming old."
The cage rattled again and a loud hiss was uttered by whatever was inside. Wesker had decided just to ignore it and continue working on his laptop.
"We will take the Tyrant by force, if we must. I have already produced a serum that will knock it out for twenty-four hours. That should be enough time to get it back. However, should we need more time, I have brought three extra needles full of the serum."
Wesker pushed his glasses over his eyes again with a stray finger.
"We'll move in tonight and head into the laboratory. You gone ahead of me, though. I need to make things a bit more interesting." A smirk was pulling at the corners of Wesker's mouth as he wandered over to the cage and gently lifted it.
"Sir, intelligence update. Agent HUNK ready to report."
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Behind Wesker was a cage of sorts. It was large, much like a B.O.W holding cage, however it did fit in the tent. It had been quiet for a while now and it wasn't until HUNK entered the scene, did it began to rattle. To this, Albert chuckled.
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Oh well, as long as he got paid, that was all that mattered.
"Sir, communication interception has confirmed that an outbreak has been contained in the Raccoon Hospital, and a unit is currently moving through Raccoon forest with heavy weapons and what appears to be some kind of armored personell carrier. Also, we have confirmation that Redfield and his siter are in the old Spencer Mansion."
He cradles his sub-machinegun, looking down to Wesker.
"Standing by for cleanse operations on your mark, sir."
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Wesker wandered over to the cage and peered inside with his unshaded eyes.
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HUNK walks over to stand beside Wesker, looking into the cage as well.
"I'm not worried about the carrier...or the Redfields."
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"Ah, yes, Plant 42. No doubt, that will slow them down for a while." Wesker grabbed his sunglasses and put them over his eyes. However, he frowned when Hunk finished his statement.
"Then what are you worried about, HUNK?"
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Simple, direct. HUNK wasn't one for beating around the bush.
"It seems like you're focusing too much on getting revenge on Redfield, sir."
Slowly, he glides his finger to the trigger of his H&K. Wesker was usually calm, but he was prone to bouts of anger. And should he try and attack....well, HUNK would have to put him down like any other loose B.O.W.
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"Me? Well, that is normal, is it not?" Standing, Wesker turned to HUNK and lowered his sunglasses just enough to let those eyes peek over the smooth, black glass.
"However, Redfield and his little gang of rebels are just a side mission, HUNK. You should know I am not prone to obsessive tendencies. I am here for a much bigger prize; Redfield just happens to be the appetizer."
Pausing, Wesker punched in a code on his laptop.
"We're getting the Tyrant."
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Maybe Wesker hadn't lost it completely yet. Maybe.
HUNK moves over to stand beside Wesker, looking at the laptop.
"The Tyrant, sir? From the reports, I assumed that thing was a failure. Hence the program's upgrade to the Nemesis."
HUNK pauses to think, casting a glance backwards to the holding cage.
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The cage rattled again and a loud hiss was uttered by whatever was inside. Wesker had decided just to ignore it and continue working on his laptop.
"We will take the Tyrant by force, if we must. I have already produced a serum that will knock it out for twenty-four hours. That should be enough time to get it back. However, should we need more time, I have brought three extra needles full of the serum."
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HUNK didn't really like this idea, but if worse came to worse, he could deal with the Tyrant.
"Standing by to move on your word."
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"We'll move in tonight and head into the laboratory. You gone ahead of me, though. I need to make things a bit more interesting." A smirk was pulling at the corners of Wesker's mouth as he wandered over to the cage and gently lifted it.
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HUNK exits the tent, and begins to head onwards to the mansion.
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