Resident Evil - chapter 3 (Patreon)

"Billy," Rebecca said, her voice clear and melodic, her words making him grit his teeth and hold his weapon at us. "Lieutenant Coen."

“Do we have to do the standoff thingy?” I asked them, “As we have seen…. we have other things to worry about, like corpses trying to attack us,”

Billy snorted, but kept the gun raised, aimed directly at me. "The kid is right,”

"Regardless of the situation you are a convict," Rebecca said, her voice taking on a hard edge. "And we have to take you down,"

Maybe following the little special agent was the wrong choice, “Look, I rather deal with the zombies first,”

"Listen to your partner girl,” Billy chuckled, "You have bigger things to deal with."

With a smirk he lowered his gun, then turned and walked away, his gait easy and unhurried as though he wasn't the slightest bit concerned by our presence, cocky but it was an accurate assessment I wasn’t going to shoot him, and Rebecca was too fresh to kill a human.

"Wait! No! You're under arrest!" Rebecca said firmly.

“I love being ignored,” I sighed.

Not only Rebecca was ignoring me, but she was doing everything wrong, she hadn't even unholstered her weapon, how the fuck did she pretend the guy was going to go with her? With the power of rainbows?. But I had to give her some points for her act, she was doing her best to look fierce when in reality she looked like an angry kitten, she really couldn't pull the thought facade off.

"No thanks, dollface. I've already worn the handcuffs," Billy snorted, his hand close to his weapon, all while looking at me, was I more threatening than Rebecca? I suppose it is not that hard, considering a dog is more threatening than her. And with that Billy started walking away from us.

"I could shoot, you know!" Rebecca said, trying to sound tough, but failed to notice there was a desperate edge on her voice.

“Fuck,” Billy muttered taking a few steps back.

“Zombies?” I sighed.

“Yes,” Billy nodded.

“Fuck indeed,” I said pulling my gun out, with Rebecca doing the same.

In the hallway to the next train cabin, a few zombies were swaying their way to Billy, their eyes fixed on Billy's position, the nearest prey to them. All of them moanin in hunger.

[Zombie] , [Zombie] , [Zombie] , [Zombie]

“At least we are facing the slow ones,” I sighed.

“There are fast ones?!” Billy and Rebecca asked, shocked at what I had said.

“Yep, world class athletes, those fuckers,” I chuckled, wondering if the Gamer mind was keeping my shit together…. most likely, the real me… the real me would’ve died the moment I woke up here.

We started shooting the zombies, one by one, until the hallway was empty, leaving nothing but silence in the room, “I have a proposal,” Billy sighed.

[Zombie killed x4]

Rebecca looked at him, “I don’t want to hear anything if it’s not you surrendering,” god she was stubborn.

“You want to team up right?” I asked with a knowing smile, the perks of having some meta knowledge.

“As expected of a S.T.A.R.S operative,” Billy smirked.

“He’s a cop,” Rebecca frowned and somehow I felt offended by that, “I’m the S.T.A.R.S operative,”

“Girl; he isn’t a cop,” Billy snorted, “Maybe he is not S.T.A.R.S operative, but he is clearly above a simple cop, he has knowledge no normal cop would have in this situation, his clearance level is even higher than yours for what I can see, look at him, no fear no shaking, we are in a kill or be killed situation and he hasn’t lost his cool, that’s something you only see in some hard seasoned soldiers,” wow, I didn’t thought I would make such a good lasting impression.

“I….” Rebecca stated at me for a second, the gears on her head starting to turn at the information Billy had given her, , “Is that true?”

Alright, more lying, “Who knows, I might be a normal civilian, or a secret agent, who knows?” Technically I wasn’t lying, I was giving them a multiple option kinda answer.

“I see,” Rebecca muttered, her eyes narrowing into a thin line.

“What do you know about those things?” Billy inquired.

“Not much, besides the fact they were infected with a bio-weapon,” I answered.

“That would explain some things,” Rebecca muttered, “The question now is who… did this,” she breathed out.

“I think we should ally with Billy here,” I pointed to the veteran, “He has valuable skills and can help us out, we alone can’t face the unknown, there could be thousands of zombies outside, or two… and we won’t know until it’s too late,” I sighed, “For now survival is our priority,”

“My team could help us,” Rebecca offered, easing in to the idea of Billy helping us.

“Try to contact them…. if this situation is as bad as it looks, there is a high chance they are in trouble as we speak,” I had to admit I was surprised at how calm I was with all of this, love my gamer powers, “As for us,” I pointed to Billy, “Let’s try and get all the weapons we can, in times of war… weapons are gold,”

“You don’t have to tell me that twice,” Billy chuckled.

I looked around, inspecting the corpses in the train car we were currently in, for anything that would be of help… even spare knives would be useful to ensure our survival, as of now… we had been lucky, the zombies we had been facing were the easy to dispatch kind… but later on, we would face shit like, the Cerberus dogs, Hunter a, the Protocol Tyrants, Eliminators…. etc, a bunch of enemies that either were immune to bullets or moved to fast to kill like common zombies.

With a sigh I continued inspecting the bodies for weapons with Billy, one by one until a notification popped out in front of me.

[A new skill has been created by a specific action!

——Observe - Active/Passive- LV 1———

Through continuous observation, a skill to observe objects, situations, and persons was generated allowing the user to quickly gather information. The higher the skill, the greater the data obtained. ]

I stared at the notification for a second before dismissing it, ‘Observe,’ I breathed out, and like Magic the decomposing bodies had information floating above them, besides their title, [Corpse]

[Military Police — John Constantine

A military law enforcement officer that died during the crash.]

Dismissing the useless bit of information, I moved his body to the side…. and I hit the jackpot.

[Handgun Ammo x15

A box of fifteen 9mm parabellum rounds.

[Sub-Machinegun

A compact sub-machinegun that lacks precision but backs it up with firepower.

Ammunition: 50/50]

[X2 Knife

A standard Combat Knife, very sharp and very dangerous in the right hands.]

It seems that while this word was from the games, it didn’t follow the canon, the machine gun I had acquired was not obtained until the end of the game, and yet I had it.

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[—- Stats —-

Name: Edward Walker

Job: The Gamer

Level: 2

Exp: 20%/100%

HP: 120/120

EP: 75/100

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STR: 6

VIT: 6

AGI: 6

INT: 11

CHA: 4

WIS: 8

LUK: 4

STAT POINTS: 5

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[Inventory]

[—Standard Handgun - Racoon City Police Department—

The standard handgun used by the police of Racoon City. This handgun is useful against Zombies and humans, but that's about it. It can be upgraded.

Ammunition: 9/15

Ammunition in inventory: x15]

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[—Knife— X3

A standard Combat Knife, very sharp and very dangerous in the right hands]

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[—Sub-Machinegun—

A compact sub-machinegun that lacks precision but backs it up with firepower.

Ammunition: 50/50]

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[—Flashlight—

Is a flashlight what else did you expect?]