Resident Evil Operation Raccoon City Walkthrough Part 2 - Containment

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Hunk: Don't forget your training! If they get too close, use your hand-to-hand combat!

Lupo: Cover me!

Base Computer: Emergency! There has been a security breach. Avoid contact with unauthorized personnel.

Hunk: That wasn't us. We're using authorized access. We might have company.

Base Computer: Repeat. There has been a security breach. Avoid contact with unauthorized personnel.

Repeat. There has been a security breach. Avoid contact with unauthorized personnel.

Repeat. There has been a security breach. Avoid contact with unauthorized personnel.

William: It's sheer perfection. My precious G-Virus. No one will ever take you away from me.

Hunk: Guard this door. Do not let anyone approach. You, come with me.

Alpha Team Member 1: The he is!

William: So you've finally come.

Hunk: Doctor, we're here to collect the G-Virus sample.

William: Sorry but I won't just hand over my life's work. Aaaahhh!!!!

Hunk: Stop it! You might hit the sample! That's it all right. Okay, let's move out! Birkin's military escorts have arrived. Neutralize them!

Beltway: Fucking government lapdogs. Hurry up and die for nothing!

Base Computer: Repeat. There has been a security breach. Avoid contact with unauthorized personnel.

Hunk: Looks like you had some company. Follow me. Let's go! Everyone on board. We've got a mission. Goblin 6, what's your status?

Goblin 6: The upper levels are secure. All above ground escape routes are on lockdown. Waiting on you, sir.

Hunk: Copy that.

USS Command: Alpha Team, have you retrieved the sample yet?

Hunk: Affirmative. Heading to the rendezvous point now.

USS Command: Understood.

Alpha Team Member 1: Shoot it!

Alpha Team Member 2: Eat this, you freak!

Alpha Team Member 3: The guns aren't stopping it!

Alpha Team Member 1: What is this thing?

Alpha Team Member 3: Waaahhh!

Hunk: Wolfpack, let's move! Cover me! All right, close it up.

Beltway: This is not what we signed up for.

Hunk: Come on. Don't forget our objective.

Bertha: [foreign language] Nowhere to run.

Beltway: Whoaa! He didn't like that shot to his eye!