Constantine issued instructions on the power armor through synaptic link probe of the power armor, reducing the power of the electromagnetic clamp lock at the bottom of the combat boots, allowing him to move flexibly in the cabin without floating up due to the gravity of the nearly disappearing atmosphere, causing an embarrassing situation like a pointed helmet hitting the ceiling of the shuttle cabin. This shuttle is a new model produced by the Mars Foundry. It has stronger firepower and has a wider space and greater capacity. After being allowed after Constantine's personal test, when following the monarch, the Imperial Guards finally did not have to turn around carefully in the narrow assault transport boat. Since this was an exclusive car, the originally cold cabin interior was placed with many Baroque decorations, which did not look like an aircraft but a living room of a mansion.

By contrast, Hammurabi was not so skilled when he was performing this action. This was the first time he boarded the shuttle. "Next time you'll get used to it." Constantine just smiled kindly about the impact of his companion's armor hitting the cabin and the combat robots placed side by side. Hammurabi adjusted it in time with his strong reaction ability and balance. As soon as he stood firm, Constantine handed him a data board and explained in detail why he left the seat. "From the purpose of intelligence, McCoff Holmes was still unwilling to give up his offshore foreign policy. This behavior pattern is easy to predict. We can squeeze more useful information by constantly pressing him, but others can do it too."

"Mcoff Holmes has the possibility of leaking the secret. The intelligence analysts under Victoria Hand have made this judgment." Hammurabi looked at the data board in his hand and agreed with Constantine's statement. "But his weakness is also obvious. One is his power, and the other is his family. The White House and the EU manipulate the decision to be passed by the International Monetary Fund. It is no benefit for McCoff himself. He hopes that we will destroy this resolution. This is a short-term interest on the surface. It seems that he has the afterglow of the British Empire's past in his heart, which is really rare."

"Although he has a very high IQ for ordinary people, he is an ordinary person after all, and he can only focus on what he is around him. He is very arrogant, which is his most obvious weakness." Constantine did not care much about McCoff's personal thoughts when evaluating McCoff. In fact, it is difficult for the Imperial Guard to understand others. Some of them are due to the sequelae of spiritual cleaning, and some are the personality residues before the transformation. "I want to apply to the monarch to the prison island and bring Ms. Sherlock with antisocial personality back to the Immortal City." Constantine said, "On the one hand, she is more valuable than McCoff and Sherlock, and the Imperial Guards also need a suitable intelligence analyst. Ms. Sherlock's talent is very useful to the Imperial Guard. On the other hand, she can also be used as a hostage to force McCoff Holmes to work hard for us."

"I'm organizing Ms. Sherlock Holmes' menu. I wonder if she would like orange-flavored ration sticks." Hammurabi said happily. "Supilulliumas highly recommends this kind of ration stick. He believes that the emergency food will be of great help to the mission of lurking in the wilderness. At least it won't be traced by the beast because of the poor vomiting. This is what he left on the communication channel last night." Hammurabi was very satisfied with his sense of humor of his companions far away in South America. "My database has not updated the latest information from Helmut Zemo. Has he arrived in Vienna now? I'm worried that he won't work according to the scheduled plan. It will bring different results sooner or later. Will his wife control his behavior?"

"The psychoanalyst has a formal written conclusion. In Appendix C, although we do not have this feeling, we cannot ignore the compensatory psychology of mortals. Helmut Zemo thought from beginning to end that our purpose was exactly the same, that is, the ridiculous organization of the Avengers, and he had no idea what we were targeting. Without knowing it, our assassin had adjusted the equipment he used." Constantine frowned and said in a tone of "unable to understand why this is done". "If my Lord wants him to have a good ending, then after the cut is clean, he will find them a place where the Wakanda agents cannot find it."

This shuttle does not have a porthole, only the cab has armored glass that can see the outside world. Even so, Constantine can still judge his position by the time displayed by the helmet projection and the simulation and calculation in his brain. He estimated the distance between the sisters' assault transport boat and the destination, and then directed them to follow through the combat communication channel. Now the shuttle is less than 200 kilometers away from Vienna, which is a distance that can be reached in the blink of an eye. Vienna is about to hold a meeting, and all the politicians of all countries will attend. This meeting will be the horn for Latovigna to declare war. The monarch of the Immortal City even prepared a speech and a conspiracy for this. Constantine glanced at the tightly bound military trunk next to his seat, which contained the props needed for this mission.

A few hours ago, Latovigna and the Immortal City Regent Victor Vondum announced in a televised speech that it would give a gift to countries around the world. It was a shock for the interests that were ill-hearted, and an extraordinary gift for friendly countries. But it was not easy to give this gift. Constantine asked them to control the meeting location and surrounding areas during the speech of the monarch. For this reason, the Imperial Guards needed very strong firepower and manpower to achieve this goal.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content below! "The Alpha Squad of Fortress-type intelligent control combat robot is undergoing self-examination. The integrity of the tendrils of the cerebral cortex layer: 98.52%; Anti-electromagnetic noise isolation equipment: complete; algorithm version: Fortress-1.013 Omega-0.04, optimization rate compared to the previous version: 0.013%; reactor core temperature and heat dissipation system: normal; ion shield generator: normal; neural cable conduction efficiency: 95.56%; adaptive reaction aiming array accuracy: 99.89%; behavioral mode coding inspection... inspection is completed..."

"Sages, speak human words." Constantine unceremoniously interrupted the lengthy report of the technicians of the Mars Foundry. These combat robots have experienced combat against aircraft carrier battle groups, and the firepower of these combat robots seemed a bit useless in such occasions. However, due to the tight time and the technicians of the level of senior engineers failed to maintain all fighter people in time. Therefore, since the fortress-type combat robots were fixed on both sides of the cargo hold by fixtures, these technicians have been staying in the cargo hold for constant inspection.

"My Lord is about to appear, I need you to complete your own tasks."

"Finish, complete..." The sudden scolding made the technician stutter, as if he was a robot stuffed into discarded code and logic stuck. "A few seconds later, the technician stretched out his hand and patted the reinforcement thinking plug-in on his head. The interface was full of shining traces of the disinfection gel drying up. Without accepting the mysterious genetic alchemy or similar genetic modifications of the Imperial Guards, the middle and low-level technicians in charge of processing data in the Mars Foundry often had to install it through installation

The external thinking module is interfaced with the brain-computer. Although the number of neurons in the general human brain can operate on data that cannot be calculated by supercomputers in the world today, the result of not using plug-ins when operating the fortress-type intelligent control combat robot is that the cerebral cortex is burned, because the number of feedback codes produced by these robots equipped with supercomputers is quite amazing. Even if the algorithm iteration will cause new redundancy and waste code, the thinking modules of relevant technicians must follow up.
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