Chapter Twenty-Two: Encirclement

On the journey ahead, Wang Jing’s team was relentlessly attacked by squads dispatched by Wesker. However, all assaults were repelled by the group’s formidable firepower. Supported by the primary dimension, they had unlimited access to Red Arrow-8s, Scorpions, and even Javelins—whatever Wang Jing required, he could obtain in abundance, and ammunition could be squandered freely.

To avoid revealing their ultimate destination and prevent Umbrella Corporation from anticipating their moves, Wang Jing was forced to detour, steering towards Washington, D.C., as he’d heard the White House was still putting up a desperate resistance—an ideal false target.

Standing atop the car and bracing herself against Javelin anti-air missiles, Alice launched her sixteenth small anti-air missile. The missile, trailing a long tail flame, struck the incoming armed helicopter with precision. The enemy’s rockets were either intercepted by a barrage of bullets or stopped in mid-air by Alice’s powerful telekinesis.

Watching the helicopter crash to the ground in a ball of fire, Alice retreated into the vehicle and said with a sigh, “That’s the seventeenth one—don’t they care about losing those helicopters?”

“What’s there to mourn?” Wang Jing joked. “The pilots and soldiers are all clones. Helicopters are easy to replace—every military base worldwide has plenty. In fact, the most valuable part of a helicopter is the aviation fuel inside.”

“That may be true, but it’s still not sustainable. I don’t know why they’r