I started out as an Umbrella cadre

Shortly after lunch, at 2 p.m., the training should have been cancelled because it was a day off, but the UBCS camp blew the whistle for emergency assembly.

Many soldiers began to gather at the assembly field, cursing and swearing.

"Another mission?"

"Hell mission"

"Damn! This weekend is ruined again."

Many soldiers were whispering to each other, but at this time, an officer walked to the front of the team, picked up the loudspeaker and shouted:

""Silence! At ease!"

The team immediately fell silent.

An Umbrella officer in a suit and tie came over, picked up the list in his hand, and conveyed the order to the UBCS soldiers below.

"All soldiers and personnel whose names are read out, step out, take your personal belongings and board the transport vehicle over there to the new base to wait for new orders."

"Now I will read the list"

"Mikhail Victor, Captain of D Division"

"Team A, Carlos Oliveira"

"Nikolay Kinoviev from Team B."

As the names of the names were announced one by one, at least 80 people from the original 120-person UBCS team were taken away.

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar,"What is the company going to do? What should the rest of us do?"

"Is there no explanation? Why are so many people suddenly transferred away?"

"Why can't we go together?"

Faced with the dissatisfaction of the remaining personnel, the Umbrella cadre looked at them with arrogant cold eyes and picked up the loudspeaker and shouted

"This order is the decision of the branch. UBCS will be reorganized. The personnel who have not been transferred will be assigned to the second team, and new soldiers will be added to you later! I repeat, this is the company's order! You must execute it unconditionally!! If you make trouble again, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

Perhaps it was due to the majesty of the company. You must know that those who entered UBCS either because of the high salary or because of some reasons, which is equivalent to signing a contract to sell themselves.

No one dared to shout anymore. These soldiers consciously divided into two teams. Those on the list quietly took their personal belongings, then boarded the military truck and went to the new base.

Mikhail Victor obeyed the order without saying a word, took his personal belongings and got on the car. As the oldest veteran in the entire UBCS, he was accustomed to obeying the orders of his superiors, even if these orders were unreasonable, and because his wife and daughter were also hostages in disguise because of the transaction with the Umbrella.

But just as he was about to get on the car, an Umbrella cadre walked over.

"Is this Mr. Mikhail Victor?"

Mikhail looked at the Umbrella cadre, a little puzzled, and nodded:"It's me"

"You take this car, a gentleman wants to see you."

It turned out to be a Mercedes-Benz AMG, a good car that Mikhail had never ridden in his life, which made him a little flattered.

Mikhail took the Mercedes-Benz AMG and followed the convoy out of the military base, but soon it drove in another direction.

It was the Umbrella high-end villa area near the Marb River. The car finally stopped in front of one of the single-family villas.

Next, Mikhail walked into the villa under the guidance of a beautiful female assistant.

A handsome young Chinese man was sitting on the sofa in the hall with a cigar in his mouth.

""Sir, Mr. Mikhail has been brought here." The assistant whispered in Chen Feng's ear. Chen Feng nodded and waved his hand.

Everyone retreated.

"Mikhail, a former Soviet officer, was once the leader of the KGB (KGB) organization. He also participated in the rebel army of a former Warsaw Pact member country and served as a rebel leader. He participated in planning attacks on the government forces of that country many times."

"You were surrounded by government troops while trying to lead a group of refugees across the border. For the safety of the refugees, you ordered your men to disarm immediately. In court, you were sentenced to death and will be executed the next day."

"However, a few hours later, Umbrella's security experts made a deal with you, on the condition that you and your men join UBCS, and then your men and your wife and daughter will be acquitted."

"Am I right, Major Mikhail?"

Mikhail looked at the big man in front of him expressionlessly, and smiled indifferently:"It's an honor that you would look up my information, but you spent so much effort, it shouldn't be just for this kind of bad taste, right?"

Chen Feng smiled, picked up the vodka on the coffee table, and poured him a glass

"Major Mikhail, don't be nervous, drink a glass of vodka to calm down first?"

Mikhail looked at his sincere expression, hesitated for a moment, then took the glass of vodka and drank it all in one gulp.

"Are you here to treat me to a drink?"

"No, I just congratulate you, Major Mikhail. You will be the commander of the first team of UBCS. And I wonder if you are satisfied with the villa and the car that the company has arranged for you?"

Mikhail was stunned. He was used to being treated as a tool by the company. Although Sergei is still the nominal commander of UBCS, he is actually the current commander.

But he is a tool to do practical things and take the blame, but he is used to such treatment. Veterans like him are the most Buddhist. Being alive is better than dying on the battlefield, right?

But no matter what, being used as a tool will also cause resentment. But what happened to the company today? Suddenly promoted him and gave him a villa and a car?

As an upright"old Russian man", he understood it immediately

"you are...？"

Chen Feng smiled and stretched out his right hand:"Chen Feng, the director of Raccoon City, will also be the direct commander of UBCS Team 1 in the future."

Everything was clear. Mikhail, the upright Russian man, was so moved that he couldn't speak for a moment. He had always been treated as a tool, as cannon fodder, and was not taken seriously. With mixed feelings, he thought for a long time and only said this:"I am very happy to serve you, Commander!" He was so excited that he didn't know how to express himself. He picked up the vodka beside him and drank it in one gulp.

All right, comrade, vodka!