"What!? Armed ambush?"
A roar suddenly erupted from the Umbrella Corporation's temporary camp, "Damn it! Can any of you tell me where these damned militants came from? Is Raccoon City no longer under our control? Or did they fall from the sky? Are you all incompetent?"
A group of technicians, terrified by their supervisor's scathing rebuke, were left speechless.
"Investigate now?" The supervisor suddenly straightened his suit, his tone becoming nonchalant. "If you can't find out, you can go feed the zombies. I think the kids must be starving."
The technicians immediately huddled around the computers, their fingers flying across the keyboards. Then, the CPUs of the Sony computers began working overtime. Video windows were constantly being opened and closed, then another window would app
