All of Jan's armored ghouls were dead from Seras's new weapon and Walter's intervention. Jan was pinned face first to the floor by Seras in an armbar hold used by the police force on criminals. In fact, combining it with her vampire strength, it made Jan struggle even more to break away from her grip.
"That's quite impressive, where did you learn that submission move?" Walter asked.
"Well, I was a police officer."
"Get the fuck off me, fucking vampire slut!" Jan groans angirly before shifting his focus to Walter and chuckles mockingly, "Is this chick the best you've got? No wonder you won't get down like a bunch of fucking pussies."
"I'll be asking the questions, what's your objective? Who is pulling the strings behind this?" Walter inquired.
"Why I was just passing by, I don't know a thing. Forgive me? Guess not."
Before Jan realizes, Walter immediately stomps one of his hands, causing Jan to grunt in pain.
"Young man, the next time it's the left."
"Ah, fuck! Can't you take a joke, asshole?"
"Everything you say just pisses me off! Now tell me everything I want to know."
"We came here to attack the hellsing organization and the conference meeting, as well as to destroy Alucard, that's what we were told to do!"
"We? Did you say "we"?"
Jan chuckles, "Yes, I did. Right now Luke is beating the shit out of Alucard." he words seemed to alarm Seras, "We were born to kill you. So hurry up and drop dead already."
"You're in no position to do anything right now." Walter stated sternly.
"Hahaha! You really are a feeble old man."
Losing his patience, Walter prepares his razor wires again, but when he looks down the hallway, his eyes widen in shock and horror, which didn't go unnoticed by Seras as she felt bewildered by his expression.
This gave Jan the opportunity to elbow her in the chest and managed to free himself from her submission hold before he quickly back-flipping away from them and lands at the end of the hallway, where he presents an army of former hellsing members, who have been turned into ghouls by the Valentines and their ghoul army. The ghouls were heading towards Walter and Seras, who were still horrified and shocked seeing their own as ghouls.
"And now for the upcoming company picnic! Unfortunately, all your douchebag coworkers are bringin' is their own rotten flesh. Still better than potato salad if you ask me."
"Dear... god."
"Now if you don't mind,"
Slamming his foot onto the ground, Jan leaps over the two and lands behind them before racing for the meeting room.
"I'ma go eat that Hellsing bitch!"
However, Walter quickly wrapped his garrote wires around his arm in an attempt to stop him.
"I got your arm!"
"So shove it up your ass! Ahahahahaha!" Jan maniacally laughs as he purposefully lets his arm be ripped off by the wires before continuing to run to the meeting room doors.
Just as Jan bust opens the door to the meeting, only to frown and be met with Integra and the conference members, especially Sir Penwood and Sir Irons, and finding they all have guns and revolvers trained on him.
"...Well that's not fair at all."
With a smirk that indicates 'I don't care' as Integea draws her Sig P226, she quips.
"Welcome to Hellsing."
Integra and the conference members started blasting him with the handguns and revolvers, shredding him as he was riddled with bullets while screaming and cursing in surprise and agony until he slumped against the wall as gunfire ceased but he remained alive due to his vampire durability. Integra then looked ahead and noticed that her men who worked for her organization had turned into ghouls and were approaching Walter and Seras.
"...My... men." Integra mumbled underneath her breath, feeling shocked and horrified by what she was seeing.
Sir Penwood suddenly heard the sound of cracks above them and looked up to discover the ceiling was slowly forming cracks. The ceiling collapsed in the next split second and a Krasny Soldat slammed onto the table, crushing it beneath its feet.
"RAAAH!"
"What is that?!"
With his attention focused on Sir Penwood, the Kransy Soldat proceed to swat him and send him flying.
"Take him down!"
Without further ado, all of the Conference members raised their revolvers and released a torrent of bullets on the armored zombie. However, because to its thick armor, it shrugs off all of the gunshots without a flinch as it begins attacking them.
While this was happening, Integra was still too deep in her shock state so she failed to notice Krasny Soldat's arrival and attacked the conference members.
"What have they done to them?"
Walter and Seras, meanwhile, were still retreating from the ghouls until then, from the wall to their left came bursting out three Manglers, accompanied by an army of dark aether zombies behind them.
"What the?!"
"Your. World. Will. Be. Ours."
In their unexpected entrance, the ghouls were able to surround Seras, and before Walter could try to aid her, the Manglers and the dark aether zombies attacked him, prompting him to fight them in response.
The ghouls were about to devour the terrified Seras when her eyes suddenly changed from blue to red.
Now entering her vampire blood rage state once more, she started to rip and tear the ghouls apart with her own bare hands while having a massive grin on her face.
Back in the conference room, Sir Irons watches as the Soldat attack the other members and Integra froze in place, which he couldn't help but feel hopeless about it until he notices the fuel tanks on its back, and an idea occurs to him.
"Shoot the fuel tanks in its back!"
The conference members who stood behind the Soldat and still had enough energy left wasted no time and shot the fuel tanks on the Krasny Soldat's back, resulting in an explosion that destroyed most of his armor and exposed its vulnerable head.
As Sir Penwood weakly rose from the ground with a painful grimace, he slowly raised the gun in his hand and without hesitation, he shot the Krasny Soldat's head, finally ending it as it become limp.
That single seem to snap Integra from her daze, she glanced around until she spotted Seras ripping and tearing the ghouls apart, causing her to immediately sprung from her chair and ran towards Seras, wrapping her arms around her neck from behind to stop her.
"Seras! That's enough! Please... you can... stop now!"
As a result of her words, Seras returned to her senses as her eyes turned blue once again, but she was ssurprisd to see blood of the ghouls on her hands. Meanwhile, Walter wrapped his wires around the heads of the three Manglers and the dark aether zombies, and with a single tug, it instantly seperate their heads from their bodies and rendering them limp.
Turning to his side, Walter spotted Jan making a run for it, but he swiftly sprinted towards him and kicked him to a wall, leaving Jan sitting on the floor with his back against it.
"Looks like it's a checkmate for you, boy."
Jan chuckles, "Go ahead then, take me out like the rest, dick."
"Not now. First, you will tell me about who set you up for this task before I will end you in the most generous manner possible."
"...You're still too soft, old man," Jan says as he sees Integra approaching him, "Oh, hey there bitch!"
Instead of responding, Integra immediately shot him on the chest with her handgun three times, yet Jan was still alive and breathing.
"Enough wisecracks, I'm pissed. Who are you people? Why did you do this? Who led you here? Answer me!"
Jan could only laugh like a maniac and gradually stood up on his feet, "Come on bitch, you already fucking know, it's the device embedded in my head. Even now, it's sending information to them regarding our failed operation, and even every single fucking words about this conversation that we are having. You think they'd let me live, when I'm about to tell you everything?"
Suddenly, his entire body was enveloped in blue flames.
"See!? I so fucking told you! Ahahaha! Well, since I'm fucked, how about I piss a little wisdom on you, dipshits! Hahahaha! You can take this glue, and shove it right up to your ass, bitch!"
Flipping everyone off, Jan said his final words, "The one... who sent me... was....Mill...en...ium."
In mere moments, the blue flames crumbled him into dust, leaving only his hand flipping the people present.
"Millen...nium?"
"Are you alright, Sir Integra?" Walter inquired.
"Yes , I'm fine." Integra replied, glancing at the ghouls that were still alive on the floor, "But please put them out of their misery, will you?"
"Yes."
"No, you mustn't do that Walter," Sir Irons cuts in and refuses Integra's request as he pulls out his revolver, "That's the commander's job. Sir Hellsing, it's your duty."
"Sir Irons! That's going too far!" Walter exclaimed.
"It's unacceptable to say that nothing could have been done, you should have been prepared for this somehow. As the leader, you are entirely responsible, and the fact they died or survived at these creatures is your fault."
"Sir Irons!"
"Walter!" Seras shouted, stopping Walter from arguing further and took the revolver from Sir Irons and approached one of the living ghouls lying on the fflor, pointing the revolver at it.
"I won't ask for your forgiveness. It's all my fault."
"Walter, find out about this millennium thing. Quickly and thoroughly." Sir Irons commanded as he looks at the dead dark aether zombies and Manglers on the floor, "And make contact with this Rodeo right now regarding what happened on the third floor."
"Yes, of course."
"We'll have to repay them a trillion times over to settle this." he remarked as he and Walter noticed Sir Penwood, who's body is filled with injuries from the Kransy Soldat earlier, approaching them.
"Sir Irons! Sir Rodeo called on the phone in the meeting room again, so I picked it up."
"What did he say?"
"He's said that all of us, and I mean all of us, should meet up on the ground floor with every single firearm, regardless of type, because he has some plan that he wants to execute against the next wave of dark aether forces."
"Next wave, huh?" Sir Irons remarked as looks at Walter, "Walter, do it."
"Understood sir."
Then Integra fired the revolver.