By any reckoning, the folks in S.T.A.R.S. and the B.S.A.A. (and/or whatever other short-lived, alphabet-soup agencies they've collectively bounced between in previous, doubtless-undocumented years) have been doing a pretty unspectacular job of reigning in the whole zombie/bioterrorism thing. However heroic their Good Fight, they've generally cocked it up, and cocked it up badly (that smoking crater at Raccoon City is starting to look pretty good these days), at least compared to the spillover of zombie-intensive pharmacological shenanigans to an unsuspecting Africa, as presented in Resident Evil 5.
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