Partner Sherry Birkin is with us. Using the D-pad, I can beckon her, halt her, or flash her a friendly thumbs up, because even special agents need love. We're now in a dilapidated hall just wide enough for something large to burst in and give chase. Which is what Ustanak does. It's a boss fight similar to Resident Evil 4's El Gigante. We dodge broad swings and grab attacks (mistime and Jake is crushed between Ustanak's metal claws), and use explosive red barrels - er, hooray? - to deal damage.
After, we head outside into absolute chaos. The Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance (BSAA) is battling mutated mercenaries through a cliffside village. As we navigate mazey streets the carnage is incredible: helicopters unleash missiles, infected villagers explode in showers of innards and platoons manoeuvre en masse. After five hours, I need a breather.
WAR ON BIOTERROR
Ivy University, Tall Oaks. President Adam Benford is about to spill the beans on 15 years of government secrets when, wouldn't you know it, they do it for him. The whole campus is zombified in a bioterror attack, and just as he did in Raccoon City in 1998's Resident Evil 2, Leon's got to walk slowly, investigate objects and juggle a pistol.
Resident Evil 6 is, if not this generation's prettiest game, then certainly Capcom's
The campaign he shares with Helena counters Jake and Sherry's hands-on headslide; it's pure Resi all (or most) of the way. There are long stretches where all you do is inch down a wood-panelled corridor illuminated at intervals by lightning, or passing through a barren convention hall, balloons indicating we just missed the party. It's the necessary prose before the exclamation mark. The glacial pace affords me a look at the scenery, and I'm impressed. Resident Evil 5 was no slouch, but here Resident Evil 6 is elevated to, if not this generation's prettiest game, then certainly Capcom's.
A lecturer finds us. He's looking for his daughter, so we help. Along the way he complains of skin irritations. This might come back to bite us. We find the daughter barely lucid. The man props her up and drags her to a lift. A confined space. I can't help thinking that wasn't such a good idea. She turns, lunges for me.