HPDBC Chapter 225 - 225: Project G
Chapter 225 - 225: Project G
(I'm terribly glad that during this week my fanfic was included in the rating, even if it was in the range of 160-175 place in the rating, but I'm still very happy about it:з)
A massive horde of zombies, like an unstoppable avalanche, broke through the iron gates of the Tokyo shelter. This was the signal for battle to begin.
Brunhilde immediately took command, giving clear and precise orders. She directed where to focus fire and which targets to suppress first. Under her leadership, the defense moved in perfect coordination, like a single mechanism. If anyone hesitated or failed to react in time, Brunhilde instantly issued a new command, not allowing the defensive line to falter under the undead onslaught.
"Target the zombies that look like bloated balloons! Don't let them get close—they explode the moment they're within reach!" she commanded, pointing at the suicide zombies hidden within the horde.
The soldiers quickly adjusted their fire, but due to the density of the horde, eliminating the explosive zombies with precision was difficult. Brunhilde noticed this and shifted her gaze to Rika. Without needing words, Rika understood immediately, took aim, and with a single precise shot, detonated a suicide zombie. The explosion wiped out dozens of undead, clearing part of the battlefield.
Rebecca, perched atop a vehicle, provided covering fire with a grenade launcher, using various rounds to relieve the pressure on the others. Stitch, manning a machine gun, cackled like a madman as he unleashed waves of bullets into the enemy ranks. The soldiers near him instinctively took a few steps back, unsettled by the wild madness radiating from him.
Meanwhile, GIR and MIMI were deep in the thick of battle. The two robo-dogs tore through any zombies in their path with ruthless efficiency. Alex, like a shadow, flickered across the battlefield, offering support wherever it was needed most. The soldiers watching him couldn't hide their astonishment—whenever he appeared, the zombie count would plummet, leaving only severed remains in his wake.
Not far from the command post, Koko's squad methodically laid down suppressing fire, following Brunhilde's orders to the letter. Initially, they had doubts about her commands, but after Koko ordered them to comply, all resistance faded.
Koko herself stood beside Brunhilde, carefully observing Alex's silhouette as he darted across the battlefield. However, what truly impressed her was Brunhilde's command ability. It was as if she had once served in the military—her skill in assessing the situation and issuing orders surpassed even the local shelter commander, a man with years of military experience.
"Where the hell did you find that guy? This is insane! He's tearing through the battlefield, leaving only a bloody trail behind!" exclaimed Itami as he reloaded his rifle.
"How would I know?" Toji shrugged. "We were trapped in the airport when a horde attacked, and he showed up to save Minami Rika. But don't you notice who he looks like, Itami?"
Hearing Toji's words, Itami squinted, carefully examining Alex as he paused briefly to assess the battlefield. His eyes widened in shock. He turned to Toji, who simply nodded in confirmation.
"No way... It can't be..." Itami whispered, realizing who he was looking at.
But Toji didn't stop there. He subtly pointed toward Rebecca, who stood atop the vehicle, grenade launcher in hand. Itami followed his gesture, focused on the girl… and suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes.
"I feel you, my friend," Toji said, patting him on the shoulder with understanding. "I felt the same when I first saw them."
"Hey, you two! Quit your chit-chat! This isn't the time for your childish nonsense! Don't you have something better to do? Like, I don't know, SHOOTING THESE DAMN ZOMBIES?!" Kuribayashi snapped, throwing them an irritated glare.
"You don't understand, Kuribayashi..." Itami mumbled, waving her off. "You'll never know what it feels like to see a fictional character in real life…"
"You wanna get punched?" Kuribayashi asked darkly, cracking her knuckles and glaring at Itami.
Toji and Itami immediately took a step back, putting some distance between themselves and Kuribayashi. Those who knew about their hobbies could only shake their heads. It was hard to understand how these two managed to discuss anime and manga even at a time like this, when a literal horde of zombies was pressing down on them.
Brunhilde accidentally overheard their conversation and let out a heavy sigh. She still couldn't get used to the fact that the history of her world was nothing more than fiction here, written in books and manga.
Meanwhile, Alex found himself facing two tank zombies charging straight at him. That made him a bit wary. These creatures weren't supposed to move with such clear intent, as if someone was controlling them. Quickly assessing the situation, Alex glanced around,
R was taken aback but couldn't argue. It wasn't his fault that his words always came true! But when he saw everyone nodding in agreement, he felt betrayed.
Alex just snorted, watching their quarrel. At times like this, he especially appreciated the atmosphere—where even after a deadly battle, they found the strength to tease each other.
"I knew I shouldn't have left the army to become a mercenary," R fake complained.
"Come on, R," Lutz laughed. "We know you love us."
"Go to hell!" R snorted, crossing his arms over his chest. "I don't need your love. I need beautiful women with curvy bodies. Like that blonde doctor."
"You're talking about Shizuku?!" Alex smirked. "Well, good luck with that."
R just grinned smugly, while the others chuckled and went back to resting. But before he could say another word, Rika kicked him squarely in the groin. No one even had time to react before R curled up like a shrimp, writhing in pain.
"What the hell?!" he groaned, trying to say something.
"Don't even think about getting close to my Shizuku," Rika threatened, her eyes flashing. "Or you'll end up without your balls."
R just silently nodded, too pained to say anything in response. Alex didn't even have time to blink before Rika had put the poor guy in his place for simply expressing his opinion. Once done with R, she turned to Alex and playfully blew him a kiss.
He sighed heavily, unsure whether to laugh or cry. If he were to hit every guy who showed interest in the girls close to him, he would've started a massacre in every world he visited by now.
The team burst into laughter, watching the unfortunate R, but no one was in a hurry to help him. However, the amusement was interrupted by a strange noise coming from a distance.
"What's that sound?" Raye asked warily, noticing everyone starting to listen intently.
"If I'm not mistaken, that's... a helicopter. But how could it be here?" Valmet muttered, frowning.
Alex also strained his hearing, then glanced at the shelter commander, but he just shook his head, signaling that it wasn't their people or the expected help.
Looking toward the sound, Alex activated his vision, allowing his sight to penetrate through the stadium walls. He immediately spotted a black military helicopter with no markings, carrying a massive cargo. When his gaze stopped on the contents of the cargo, his eye twitched.
Brunhilda and Rebecca immediately noticed the change in his expression, but knowing that now was not the time to reveal his true nature, they decided not to ask what he had seen.
Meanwhile, the sound of the helicopter grew louder until it hovered directly above the stadium.
"What are they transporting in that huge container?" Kiriko asked, staring at the massive metal box.
"There's no need to guess. Most likely, it's something huge... probably a zombie," Rebecca said with grim certainty, not taking her eyes off the box.
Everyone simultaneously turned their gaze to R, who had recently mentioned a giant zombie. He immediately began to defend himself, claiming it was just a coincidence, but no one believed him. He had jinxed it again.
Alex, however, continued to watch the container. A second later, the cable holding it detached with a loud clank, and the cargo, gaining speed, fell to the ground. A thunderous impact shook the earth, and cracks began to spread under the weight of the box.
An oppressive silence followed. Everyone held their breath, staring at the ominous structure. Judging by the size of the container, the creature inside must have been at least five meters tall.
After dropping the cargo, the helicopter immediately turned around and flew off. But no one even glanced in its direction—all eyes were fixed on the iron box.
A muffled thud came from inside, and a huge dent appeared on the wall.
"Shit..." someone muttered.
A second impact. Another dent.
A third blow smashed through the metal wall, and a heavy plate flew toward the people with a terrifying whistle.
Without moving from his spot, Alex simply clenched his fist and struck with force, sending the flying plate back.
This moment once again reminded everyone of the power he possessed, but no one was thinking about that now. They were all focused on the container.
A guttural roar came from inside, and a monster stepped out.
A massive, grotesque figure, resembling a cave troll, with a massive club in its hands.
Alex recognized it immediately.
"El Gigante..." he muttered, recalling Resident Evil 4.
El Gigante—a creature resembling a cave troll—was created by the cult of Los Illuminados using a human infected with the Las Plagas parasite. However, the question remained: how had the subject reached such giant proportions? This made Alex wonder—does the Las Plagas parasite exist in this world? And if this El Gigante was indeed created using it, then the Los Illuminados cult could be somewhere nearby.
That thought gnawed at him. If the cult existed, then perhaps other characters from that series might exist here as well. Alex tiredly ran a hand over his face. The viruses in the Resident Evil series were always a nasty problem, and with each new installment, things only got worse.
"What the hell is this troll? Did we somehow end up in a fantasy world, and now we have to fight a troll?" Itami gawked.
"What the hell troll? Stop thinking about your games and anime! Can you please stop for just a second?" Kuribayashi snapped, kicking Itami in the leg.
"No, he's right. This creature really does look like a troll from a fantasy world. They're usually described like this," Alex said calmly, not taking his eyes off the giant.
Itami immediately turned to Kuribayashi with a triumphant look on his face, as though he had won an argument. In response, the girl kicked him harder in the leg, making him hiss in pain.
Alex, however, was lost in thought—how different was this El Gigante from its counterpart in the game? To find out, he would have to check it out personally.
"Girls, who wants to help me test this monster?" he asked the Valkyries.
"I'll help," Reginleif was the first to respond, ahead of her sisters. "I already helped your brother, so it's an honor to fight alongside you."
"I'm glad for your help, Reginleif," Alex nodded with a smile.
He glanced back at El Gigante, which, contrary to expectations, wasn't rushing to attack. This could only mean one thing—it was being controlled. No need to guess! Clearly, some corporation decided to conduct another experiment to gather data on its combat capabilities.
Alex unbuckled his belt and threw his katana to the ground, then removed both holsters with his pistols and handed them to Koko, along with his revolver holster.
This puzzled everyone. No one could understand why he disarmed himself in front of such a monster.
"Don't tell me you're going to fight that thing with your bare hands?" Koko frowned, gripping Alex's weapons.
"Not exactly," he smirked.
Koko turned to Brunhilde, but the Valkyrie just silently shook her head. Then her gaze shot to Rebecca, and to her surprise, Rebecca was already recording everything on her phone, as if she had predicted the spectacle.
"What's going on here...?" Koko muttered, growing more confused.
Meanwhile, Alex shoved his hands into his pockets and pulled out the brass knuckles that Reginleif had transformed into. Putting them on, he clenched his fists, checking how comfortable they fit. Brunhilde immediately realized that her sisters had finally decided not to sit back in his spiritual space but to participate in the fight.
"Ugh... how I've missed punching someone with my fists. It's so refreshing," Alex said with a satisfied smile, brushing his hair back.
Before anyone could intervene, he stepped forward. Brunhilde immediately blocked the others, not allowing them to interfere. She understood that Alex wasn't just looking to have fun but intended to gather data.
GIR, MIMI, and Stitch casually pulled out snacks, eagerly anticipating the show. They sat down next to Rebecca, who was still filming everything.
This made the others doubt: were they in the right place? Why was no one even concerned about Alex's safety?
Meanwhile, he stopped a few steps away from El Gigante, studying his opponent.
If this had been a regular El Gigante, it would have attacked by now. But this one was simply standing there, waiting. That meant it was being tested. Another corporate experiment. They wanted to see how this monster would perform in a fight against martial arts masters.
Alex smirked. No matter what he did—whether he killed the monster or not—the corporation would get what it wanted. If he killed it, they would collect the necessary data and get to evaluate his strength.
But if they wanted a show... well, he'd give them one.
To be continued...
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