The other bullet struck her shoulder squarely and became embedded inside; blood began to flow uncontrollably.
Clutching her shoulder, Sherry let out a muffled groan. With cold sweat on her forehead, she gave her cheap old dad, Javier, a forced smile and said,
"Javier, I'm fine."
"It's just a shoulder wound. I still have the G-Virus in my body. As long as I'm not hit in the head, gunshot wounds aren't much of a threat..."
But despite her words, the pain in her face did not subside much, and Sherry's small face remained deathly pale.
After all... the Sherry of this world was Javier's pampered young lady, not the silly girl who had endured so much hardship in the original plot.
In the original storyline, when Sherry and Jake were captured by Carla's men and put on a transport plane, the two took the opportunity to escape from the aircraft.
However, the transport plane unfortunately crashed, and Sherry and Jake fell onto the snow. A piece of sheet metal from the wreckage pierced Sherry's back.
At that time, Sherry hadn't even whimpered.
She had simply and calmly asked Jake to help pull the metal out of her back; that level of indifference was truly moving.
It was as if Sherry had long since grown accustomed to it.
After all, as an agent working for Simmons, Sherry had already been baptized by numerous deadly missions.
She had relied on her special constitution to survive many crises, and thus she was used to the pain of injuries.
But the current Sherry, under Javier's protection, had almost never suffered a serious injury. Now, being hit by an assault rifle bullet, even if it wasn't fatal, the pain was a very real, heart-piercing agony.
Therefore, Sherry's face was pale, and she couldn't alleviate the pain in a short time; after all, even virus-infected individuals feel pain when injured. It was unavoidable.
"..."
Seeing this scene, Javier's expression became uncharacteristically dark. He was a bit angry now—not at the enemy for hurting Sherry, but at himself for failing in his duty as a cheap old dad and guardian...!
Volume 9 Resident Evil 6: Chapter 45 G2 Javier
Sherry was injured, and this made Javier very angry.
The veins on his cheeks bulged uncontrollably again. This time it wasn't the bio-virus acting up, but Javier's own blood boiling, an uncontrollable urge to vent.
Fortunately, the G-Virus in Sherry's body was indeed very domineering.
Although it was the first time she used its regenerative abilities, the graze on her neck and the gunshot wound on her shoulder quickly began to heal.
The bullet embedded in her flesh was soon squeezed out.
The wound finished recovering in the blink of an eye. Her cheap father, William, had given Sherry nothing back then, failing even the basic responsibilities of a father, but feeding his own daughter a G-Virus embryo was the one good thing he had done.
In the world of Resident Evil, having a virus within oneself was a very rare advantage.
Even if Sherry didn't actively awaken the power of the G-Virus, its passive super-regeneration brought her unimaginable benefits. Just like now, her powerful recovery and long lifespan destined Sherry to be different from ordinary people.
"Cough, cough...!"
"You dare hurt this young lady? I'll let you taste this!"
Feeling the bullet in her shoulder being pushed out by new flesh and the intense pain gradually fading,
Sherry wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Her pale face returned to normal, and she immediately pulled a High-explosive grenade from her waist and pulled the pin.
She threw it outside the room door,
and taking advantage of the moment, Sherry quickly stood up,
running toward Javier for protection. After all, in a dangerous situation, Sherry would still subconsciously rely on Javier, her cheap step-dad.
Clack—!
Boom... BOOM!!!
The High-explosive grenade rolled outside the door. The Oculare Soldiers, who had just finished reloading and intended to continue their suppressive fire, were momentarily stunned.
Seeing the green sphere on the ground, they didn't hesitate and quickly retreated. Immediately, an explosion rang out.
Blazing fire and flying shrapnel spread through the narrow corridor. The Oculare Soldiers closest to the High-explosive grenade didn't have time to dodge.
The shrapnel and flames tore through their gas masks, revealing the gruesome faces hidden beneath.
Those terrifying faces were covered in densely packed eyeballs, looking much like a spider's face, appearing extremely horrific.
Some of the severely injured Oculare Soldiers even had their arms blown apart. Because they couldn't recover quickly,
mutations occurred immediately.
Their entire arms rapidly swelled and expanded, and an arm ending in a sharp sickle-like blade suddenly burst forth, looking exceptionally bloody and hideous.
"Heh, heh, heh..."
The Oculare Soldiers who suffered severe trauma completely lost their sanity. Low, raspy, zombie-like breathing began to emanate from their mouths.
Sensing the aura of living humans inside the room,
without any hesitation,
this Oculare Soldier immediately dragged its long biological sickle-arm and charged into the room where Javier and the others were. It was incredibly fast.
"Roar, roar, roar—!!!"
Inside the room,
Javier was still tightly holding the startled Sherry, intending to comfort her and tell her not to be afraid,
when the blind Oculare Soldier in front of them completely shattered the father-daughter moment, erupting with a burst of angry roars.
With a fierce swing of its arm,
the long sickle-arm slashed violently toward the sofa in front of them. The sofa, already riddled with holes from the assault rifle fire, was instantly sliced in two.
A loud "bang" echoed,
prompting Javier to quickly shield Sherry behind him. He narrowed his eyes, looking at the intruder with extreme hostility.
"Sherry, go hide in the bathroom where Ada is. I'll handle things here...!"
Pushing Sherry toward the bathroom where Ada was, Javier gave his instruction and then turned his gaze back to the Oculare Soldier before him.
Javier intended to let none of these Oculare Soldiers who dared to ambush them escape; they all had to die here.
Moreover, their deaths had to be exceptionally miserable; otherwise... it wouldn't be enough to vent the anger in Javier's heart.
"Roar, roar, roar...!!!"
Seeing Javier and Sherry ignoring it,
the Oculare Soldier erupted in another roar and, without hesitation, immediately rushed toward Javier.
The long biological sickle dangling from its arm swung around, slashing violently toward Javier's neck like a fierce morning star on a chain.
"Harden..."
To this,
Javier simply murmured under his breath.
Immediately, the powers of the G-Virus and T-Virus were activated. The skin on Javier's arm underwent a rapid transformation.
Soft skin and muscle suddenly became hard, like rough tree bark. This was the Hardening ability of the G-Virus.
Simply put...
it allowed a specific part of the body to enter a mutated state.
Much like a Tyrant removing its power limiter and shedding the constraints of its trench coat, muscles would swell and harden rapidly. While gaining terrifying strength, defensive power would also increase.
By accelerating metabolism, the arm muscles grew and layered rapidly. The stacking under the skin formed a hard armor of muscle.
This hardened muscle could almost withstand bullet fire. Although bullets could still penetrate the body, they would not pass through.
Instead, they would be embedded in the outer layers of flesh,
unable to harm vital internal organs. This was true Muscle Armor. Almost many bio-monsters possessed this ability, so Javier was no exception.
BANG—!!!
With a dull thud,
the swinging sickle smashed violently against Javier's raised, hardened arm. The sharp blade became firmly stuck in the back of his arm.
But no blood flowed out.
With the most threatening sickle attack blocked,
Javier, who had been looking down, suddenly snapped his head up, revealing a gruesome smile as if to say the enemy's turn was over and it was now his turn to attack.
"Die—!!!"
With that,
Javier violently raised his right arm while his left hand grabbed the sickle-arm to prevent the Oculare Soldier from escaping.
His right hand curved into a claw, and his five fingers also rapidly entered a hardened state, with sharp nails growing out.
Without any hesitation,
his five fingers plunged deep into the Oculare Soldier's face. The sharp nails instantly shredded the densely packed eyeballs, spraying blood everywhere.
Pfft...!
Gurgle, gurgle...!
Even so, Javier did not stop. He pushed deeper, his claws breaking through the Oculare Soldier's facial bones and piercing directly into its brain,
where he began to stir violently.
A moment later...
a head with a hollow face and a bloody hole appeared, almost unrecognizable. The Oculare Soldier's corpse quickly slumped to the ground.
Having dealt with one enemy, Javier casually tossed it aside and turned his gaze back to the room's doorway.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...!!!!
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat...!!!!
Another intense burst of concentrated fire swept in.
Clearly, the Oculare Soldiers outside had reloaded and launched a new round of attacks on Javier and the others.
After all, they were a twelve-man squad. The death of just one Oculare Soldier was insignificant to their overall strength.
"Shield—!"
Seeing this,
as a hail of bullets swept toward him, Javier's pupils constricted as he continued to activate the powers of the G and T viruses.
The muscles on his arm swelled again, and hardened bone rapidly grew and spread from the back of his hand, instantly forming a hard, triangular biological bone shield in front of him.
Generated by accelerated growth of hardened muscle and arm bone,
its defense was formidable, easily blocking assault rifle bullets. The shield wasn't large, barely enough to cover Javier's upper body,
but Javier didn't care in the slightest.
As long as his head wasn't blown off, no matter how his limbs were hit, the G-Virus's super-regeneration could quickly restore his injuries.