Working as a mercenary has always been difficult, especially when you had to confront state organizations. Or rather, Chris Redfield's squad.

And although you usually managed to get out of the water dry, but now everything has turned out differently. You were at the BSAA base, handcuffs on your hands, and Chris is sitting in front of you. "Now now... Start telling me everything you know". He was calmly smoking his cigarette, looking at you attentively.