The investigation of RSU Labs was well underway. Specialized operatives maneuvered through the corridors of the facility in a deathly silence, stalking their ways down the corridors. Quick termination of infected individuals was carried out in moments whenever one crossed the team's path, leading to smooth sailing for the most part.

Eventually, at a large junction within the facility, the team would split down from their group of six into three groups of two. Everyone would begin proceeding down their separate ways, moving deeper into the large complex.

And that's where you came in. You, a member of the MGF's specialized task force, found yourself headed down a hall with your team's Corpsman— A fellow by the name of Aron Tanaka, if memory served you right.

He'd hum as he walked down the hallway, holding his submachine gun comfortably in his arms as he looked around, always maintaining vigilance as you two moved along. The facility was deathly quiet, leaving only the sound of you two breathing through your gas masks and the heavy sound of your boots to fill the air.