"Don't worry, don't worry, I have no interest in those stinky men. Just like Mom said, I can play them like a fiddle. Aunt Sienna taught me a lot. Hmph, I'll never get married. Boyfriend? Only women with weak willpower and cowardice need boyfriends." Shalinluo's eyes held a hint of disdain.
"I look forward to the day you become a strong woman; then I'll hand the company over to you to manage." Eddie nodded, very satisfied. Marry off his daughter? Impossible.
"Hehe, I wouldn't dare. That's Big Sister's position; Big Sister does better than me. I won't chat with you anymore. The demand for Plaga inhibitors has been rapidly increasing recently. Many people are eyeing this piece of cake, and I want a bite too!" Shalinluo said with a giggle, swinging her high heels, as beautiful and noble as her mother, Excella, with the aura of a noble young lady.
He stayed at the company for half a month, mainly to check on Ms. Yaxi and the others. Staying here was just a temporary measure; Goddess Island wasn't a place to stay often, which was a bit helpless.
A week later, while the BSAA was still clearing the ruins of Terragrigia, shocking news came from the Western Federation: a zombie attack occurred at the Havverville City airport!
This was a passenger plane that took off from Eastern Europe, carrying 150 people. The T-Virus was deliberately spread on the plane, and upon reaching the airport, the plane did not land normally but crashed directly into the airport's waiting hall.
At this time, an protest broke out at the airport, protesting the recent abuse of drug experiments for vaccine development, which led to a large number of casualties.
WilPharma's testing grounds were all located in South India, where human lives were not worth much; if they died, they died.
Claire was originally planning to come here to play. Someone she had helped before invited her to their home for a meal to show gratitude whenever she had time.
Soon, the huge airport turned into a living hell.
The local armed forces quickly reacted, isolating the airport. At the same time, they notified the National Guard to set up defenses and the BSAA to come and handle the situation.
The scene shifted; almost all channels were connected, and the original soap opera was replaced by a broadcast featuring an ugly man.
"Hmph, you dogs of the Western Federation, you rescued that old dog Morgan. To gain greater power, you didn't hesitate to destroy Terragrigia. Did you think I was dead? Haha, I'm not dead, I'm back, and I've returned with superhuman strength!" Norman displayed a frenzied state in front of the camera.
This video made the Senators at The Pentagon restless. As soon as the incident in Havverville City happened, they felt something was wrong, and now Grayhound suddenly appeared—this was definitely a conspiracy.
Adam Benford, who had become the supreme leader, immediately ordered, "Dispatch the National Guard to take over, cut off the video source. At the same time, investigate Grayhound's resurrection and disclose the truth about Raccoon City; this can no longer be concealed."
"Your Excellency, I don't think this is an appropriate choice. Disclosing the truth about Raccoon City will only lead to more chaos. The Federation's international standing will plummet, which is very detrimental to us. If the collective interests of the upper echelons are damaged, it might not be as simple as just Raccoon City," Security Advisor Simmons immediately stood up to object.
"Mr. Advisor, are you threatening me?" Benford questioned, clearly displeased.
"I wouldn't dare, Your Excellency, I'm just analyzing the situation for you. Six years have passed since Raccoon City; why bother with disclosing the truth? It's a buried memory; there's no need to awaken it," Simmons explained, neither humble nor overbearing.
The other party represented the interests of the upper class and had a certain degree of credibility, which made Benford somewhat exasperated. Sometimes, sitting in this position wasn't omnipotent.
Chapter 515: Claire Being Reprimanded
At the same time, countless media outlets were reporting on this matter; it was practically headline news. A terrorist attack, and it happened in the Western Federation. Freedom is illogical, gunfights every day.
Eddie also happened to arrive in Havverville City; he was there to find Angela, to ask Angela to resign and come back to live with him.
They already had a child; not coming home every day, wasn't that causing trouble?
As the two were having a candlelight dinner, Angela's phone rang, telling her to report to the precinct for assembly.
"Sorry, dear, I need to go to work." Angela didn't know about the airport accident yet.
"It's okay, you go. I'll drive you there. Don't you think resigning is a good choice?" Eddie stood up.
Lisa had already driven the car to the front of the restaurant; as a professional bodyguard, driving was a trivial matter.
Angela went to the precinct for assembly, while Eddie was invited to the perimeter of the local airport, which had been cordoned off by the National Guard, prohibiting anyone from entering.
"What's going on?" Eddie took out a cigarette, looking thoughtfully in the direction of the airport.
"It was attacked. A flight suddenly made an emergency landing at the airport, and it was full of infected zombies and biochemical weapons. The entire airport has been sealed off, and planes cannot take off," Dawn said with a grave expression, sitting on the front of the car.
"Not allowed to take off? Isn't that just waiting to die inside?" Eddie's expression seemed thoughtful.
"Forcibly taking off could carry the virus out; it must be purified here. Also, Senator David is inside; he just got off the plane and is trapped. Currently, there's no immediate danger to his life, but we don't know what will happen if this continues," Dawn said in an unperturbed tone.
"What a coincidence. Who could have bypassed air traffic control to put zombies and biochemical weapons on a plane? By the way, you received the news about Norman's resurrection, right?" Eddie said with a half-smile.
That look made Dawn feel a little guilty; he had already done something terrible. "I know, it's truly astonishing that someone buried at the bottom of the sea could continue to live under the influence of t-abyss. What an amazing scientific achievement!"
"Whether it's amazing or not, I don't know, but Norman is now being treated as a treasure. Surely countless people want to capture him alive and slice him up for research," Eddie scoffed.
Norman's mutation was merely a low-level mutation, turning himself into a monster; he was no longer human anyway.
Soon, Angela arrived at the scene with her team. She seemed to be negotiating with the National Guard, but they did not allow her team to enter the airport hall.
Simmons also quickly arrived at the scene, where he unexpectedly saw Eddie again, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here on a date with a beautiful woman, do you have a problem with that?!" Eddie retorted, unwilling to show weakness.
"Hmph, you'd better not cause any trouble. This isn't a joke; this is a battle," Simmons snorted, personally going to command the battle.
"Norman is in the airport?" Eddie suddenly asked.
Simmons paused his steps, "You know too much."
"I'm just curious, how can an aquatic monster run onto land?" Eddie scoffed.
"Hmph, there's a large lake in the airport; this is a lake airport. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Unrelated personnel, move away, do not attempt to approach, or you will die!" Simmons had to catch Norman this time; Norman's mutation was highly valuable for research.
"You guys are going to deal with him? Do you think you're in a movie or a novel protagonist?" Eddie sneered and left.
Bang! Ten sealed cryogenic pods opened, and ten identical Tyrants emerged from them. Unlike Umbrella's Black Tyrants, these were Thanatos Tyrants, using Black people as hosts, capable of efficiently executing orders!
Eddie's eyes flickered a few times. No wonder the other party was confident; it turned out they had dispatched ten Tyrants. What a grand gesture.
Then a call came in, and Eddie picked up the phone, "Hello, wife, what's up?"
"Husband, I'm at the airport, and I have many survivors here. Can you come and help take them out?" Claire's soft voice came through.
"What are you doing in there? We can't handle such dangerous things. You should leave quickly; this is not a joke, Norman is in there. There are not only zombies but other monsters as well," Eddie's tone became very serious.
Claire's tone was somewhat pleading, "I know, husband, but I've already saved these people, so let's see it through."
"You really need to change this personality, or one day it will get all of us killed." Eddie's tone was a bit angry; he hated 'holier-than-thou' types the most, as they only harm themselves and others.
Claire was hiding in a conference room, "I'm sorry, husband, for causing you trouble, but this is the last time, okay?"
"It seems your guts are getting bigger and bigger. I asked you for help, not to put yourself in danger, do you understand? I'm telling you, if anything happens to you, think about your daughter first." Eddie snorted.
Claire also felt a bit embarrassed; she had been too reckless. "I understand, just this once, the last time. From now on, I'll listen to you, okay? Husband, please, we can't ruin the reputation we've built; I don't want to add negative influence to your reputation."
Having vented his anger, Eddie also calmed down; he couldn't just leave his wife in there. Besides, Claire wasn't incapable of getting out on her own; if she wanted to leave, no one could stop her.
"Wait for me, I'll call you later." Eddie hung up after speaking.
Simmons was still directing personnel to push forward, to capture Norman, who had already occupied the airport.
"Simmons, I need to go in and save some people," Eddie walked over and said.