Random Chreon Drabble
The words were barely out of Agent Hunnigan’s mouth before Chris Redfield was agreeing, waving down Jill Valentine to take over the rest of his meetings and planning how to beg, borrow, or steal a helicopter. In the span of twenty minutes, Chris was flying in the back of a BSAA helicarrier from their base in France and heading for Spain.
Agent Hunnigan was spare with the details, but Chris didn’t give a damn. He had heard all he needed.
Four hours ago, all communication with USSTRATCOM Agent Leon Kennedy had been lost. What else did he need to know?








