Project: Shy Guy.
Alias: 096
Classification:
On the night of March 22, 2008, the project caused 1996 casualties among the U.S. Joint Task Force Soldiers.
Once someone sees the project's face through any means, the project immediately perceives the viewer's presence and breaks through all obstacles to kill the viewer.
The only exception is the [Redacted] in the Spartan unit.
Based on Dr. Halsey's inference, the project is not considered to possess intelligence, does not harbor subjective hostility towards humans, and remains docile under normal circumstances.
Given the above reasons, it is rated as Euclid.
Containment Procedures:
The project is stored in a special cell 300 meters underground at Containment Center No. 3.
In the center of the cell is a 6m containment vessel, using 25cm thick titanium alloy armor plating with hull-strength.
All image records regarding the project have been destroyed.
Furthermore, without the permission of the Olympus Board of Directors, no one is allowed to unseal the project's containment vessel.
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Time: March 23.
Location: Kenya Base.
10:14
In a large stepped conference room within the Base building complex;
Seated there were a group of Soldiers in U.S. desert camouflage uniforms, appearing dejected and sorrowful.
They were the few survivors from Lemonier Camp.
Including the haggard-looking Major General Holt, who sat at the very front wearing a beret with two stars, there were only forty-four survivors in total.
Lemonier Camp, which had two thousand stationed troops...
It was overrun in just five short minutes by an immortal anomaly, with nearly two thousand people dying in those five minutes.
Their comrades-in-arms, brothers, and subordinates were just gone like that.
Those sacrificed Soldiers were still their parents' children, wives' husbands, and children's fathers.
Thinking of this.
Even though they had luckily survived and been escorted by Umbrella to Kenya Base, where they had a safe and comfortable environment to rest, they hadn't shown a single smile.
.
"Click~"
At this moment, the door on the left side of the conference room opened, and William walked in, having changed into formal attire with his hair neatly groomed.
Hank and a group of Alphas, wearing white shirts, brown shoulder holsters, and black suit trousers, followed William into the conference room.
Seeing William walk in, the group of Soldiers stopped wallowing in their sorrow and stood up, looking at the young boss who had saved their lives.
"Hello." William still wore a kind smile, extended his left hand, and approached Holt: "It is an honor to meet you, Major General Holt."
Holt, who had gray hair at his temples, reached out to shake William's hand and gave a bitter smile:
"Mr. Russell, it should be our honor to meet you. If not for the rescue by Umbrella, Lemonier would have truly been wiped out."
"Sigh..." Thinking of last night's tragedy, William couldn't help but sigh:
"Major General, this World is filled with many anomalies that we humans cannot understand. The attack on your Base last night was just the tip of the iceberg of a large number of anomalies."
"As an entity that secretly carries out containment operations, Umbrella chose to head to Lemonier for rescue and containment; this is our duty and obligation."
Speaking to this point, William scanned the U.S. Soldiers present, and finally, his gaze fell back on Holt:
"Major General, anomalies cannot be known to the real World, so... Umbrella needs to perform memory erasure on you, making you forget the accident that occurred last night."
Memory erasure?
The Soldiers, other than Holt, were stunned.
It was not surprising that Umbrella possessed large-scale private armed forces, but this was the first time they had heard of or come into contact with so-called anomalies.
Soon.
"Mr. Russell." A burly Soldier asked William with some agitation:
"If we accept memory erasure, will the cause of our comrades' deaths... also disappear with it?"
"Yes, and then a reasonable memory will be implanted in you to cover up this accident," William clarified.
"Compared to forgetting these things, I would rather fight those anomalies! At least... at least I could... Sigh!"
The burly Soldier's words were stuck in his throat at the end; he wanted to say something but could only sigh heavily.
"." William did not reply.
He knew that these Soldiers had a grievance in their hearts with nowhere to release it, wanting to avenge those dead comrades.
As for Holt.
This high-ranking officer knew of the existence of the athabasca agreement and had no doubts about the memory erasure.
But losing the cause of his subordinates' deaths like this, Holt felt just as unwilling as the other Soldiers.
"Eh?" It was Holt who seemed to suddenly recall something and tried asking William:
"I remember three months ago... Mike ODonahue and his 20,000 Marine Corps seemed to have entered into deep cooperation with your Umbrella."
"That's correct." William did not deny it.
"In that case." Holt proposed:
"As the high-ranking Commander who understands Africa the best in the United States, and similarly, my subordinates... are also the elite who understand Africa the best, so I intend to cooperate with you."
"Oh? How would we cooperate?" William asked with interest.
At the same time, he said to the system internally:'System, help me scan the combat power of these Soldiers.'
[Received, currently detecting... Detection complete.]
'Ho?'
William looked at the analysis results provided by the system and found that the combat power of these Soldiers was not lower than eighty, and even the highest had reached ninety-four.
'Wild' Soldiers could actually reach the combat power of UBCS...
As expected of the Joint Task Force established by the U.S. military; they were indeed the elite of the elite.
Major General Holt didn't know what William was thinking, but looked at his subordinates behind him and continued:
"The anomaly caused the mass death event at Lemonier. According to the agreement, The Pentagon shouldn't let me be the scapegoat...
So for the next six years, the U.S. military operations in Africa will still be my responsibility, and so will my surviving subordinates.
If you can let us retain the memory of this incident, then we will cooperate deeply with Umbrella and assist you to the greatest extent in containing anomalies.
How about it?"
"Hmm..." William pondered, and gave his reply:
"That is acceptable, but you must sign a non-disclosure agreement. Specific terms will also need to be discussed, and you will not enjoy Umbrella Corporation's welfare benefits; you will be considered personnel outside the organization."
"No problem. As long as we can solve those anomalies, it can be considered avenging my subordinates." Holt had no objections.
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