You must understand, S.T.A.R.S.
only recruited top elites—either retired military experts or senior police veterans; for an eighteen-year-old intern like her, who had just graduated and had zero combat experience, to be directly specially recruited was simply a fantasy.
And the person who personally screened her files and insisted on making an exception to recruit her was none other than Wesker.
The S.T.A.R.S.
operations room on the top floor of the Raccoon City Police Department (R.P.D.) was spacious and bright; on the walls hung maps of the Arklay Mountains, tactical deployment charts, and equipment lists, and the air was filled with the scent of gun oil and paper.
Rebecca clutched her heavy certificates of honor, medical files, and transcripts, standing nervously before Wesker; her small body was taut and straight, her fingertips were slightly clenched, and she even breathed very lightly.
She was young, inexperienced, and had clear, innocent eyes; like a blank sheet of paper untouched by the world, she had never imagined she could ascend to such heights in one step, entering the top tactical unit in Raccoon City.
Wesker sat behind his desk, his fingertips gently flipping through her files; his dark sunglasses obscured all emotion in his eyes, and his tone was calm and steady, devoid of any superfluous emotion.
“Rebecca Chambers, finished medical school preparatory courses early at seventeen, graduated first in the class at eighteen, majoring in emergency first aid, viral biology, trauma treatment, drug compounding, and on-site biochemical analysis.”
He slowly closed the folder, his distinct knuckles tapping the desk lightly.
“Your theoretical grades, practical scores, and emergency response tests all exceed those of every medical staff member currently serving in the Raccoon City Police Department.”
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thank you, Captain!” Rebecca quickly spoke up, her voice crisp, yet unable to hide her nervousness and excitement.
“After a joint review by the Umbrella Corporation and the municipal police department, it was decided to officially specially recruit you to join S.T.A.R.S..” Wesker looked up, his gaze falling upon her.
“This unit frequently executes high-risk missions and requires a frontline medical officer capable of handling biochemical risks, wilderness rescue, field surgery, and rapid analysis of viral samples.
Your entire file was personally screened and finalized by me.”
Rebecca was stunned, her eyes widening slightly.
Was it this legendary, calm, powerful, and almost ruthless captain standing before her who had personally chosen her?
“I know you are young, have no combat experience, and have never participated in truly high-risk missions.” Wesker’s tone remained flat, revealing no joy or anger.
“But your professional ability, learning capacity, and psychological resilience perfectly meet the needs of Bravo Team.
Starting today, you are officially assigned to the S.T.A.R.S.
Bravo Team as an intern medic, reporting directly to Captain Enrico Marini.”
“Yes!” Rebecca snapped to attention and gave a standard, earnest salute; her clear eyes sparkled with light, filled with the determination and longing of youth.
She was filled with gratitude and passion, full of expectations for the future.
But she did not know that Wesker choosing her was not entirely because of her talent.
A young, simple, highly professional intern medic with a clean background, no guile, and full trust in him would be the most logical, natural, and least suspicious pawn in that “mountain accident” that was destined to happen in the future.
Her existence could perfectly conceal Wesker’s true purpose and, when necessary, become the most insignificant link in the plan.
Wesker nodded slightly, acknowledging her.
His gaze swept past the window nonchalantly, looking toward the distant Arklay Mountains, which were gradually being shrouded in thick white fog; beneath his sunglasses, his eyes were filled with bottomless coldness.
All the pieces were now in place.
All plans had been fully laid.
The stage of fate was about to officially rise amidst blood and wails.
And this drama that would sweep across the entire mountain range, the entire city, and even the entire human world, had only one name.
Destruction.