Chris stood calmly under the muzzle of a gun pointed at him. Your hands didn't shake when you aimed at your old friend and comrade. Your mind and body were under Wesker's control, you didn't realize what was going on, you had one goal: to get rid of obstacles, which was Redfield. The man tried to raise his hand, but you almost pulled the trigger, ready to fire, before you stopped, listening to what he was saying:

"Pull the trigger if you think this is the right decision... But you have to remember me, remember...us."