When Constantine arrived, she happened to see five Kun-style fighters rushing out of the lake and flying into the sky at a desperate high speed and speed that broke through the human body's limit. He didn't care about this omission because he knew that his mission target could not escape through Kun-style fighters. Epsilon Rodney-Radney 223 didn't care about the five Kun-style fighters that took off, because the tracking mission of those aircraft had been completed by the former S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.

"Non-commissioned officer Ronald, report on the situation."

"All major channels have been controlled." The voice of the First Secret Regiment's Non-commissioned officer was transmitted to the surface through signal adapters arranged at various levels. "The other party is trying to regain the medical room and lift channels, and it seems that he wants to engage in a guerrilla war with us."

"I hope you will be ready to greet you when I arrive." Constantine glanced at the Epsilon Rodney-Radney-Radney-223 who was commanding the safari to carry the Life-Model Decoy project artificial intelligence Aida. The Mars Sage intends to move the Life-Model Decoy project products into the lighthouse base, where the equipment must have a more comprehensive database. At the same time, Epsilon Rodney-Radney-223 also found Dr. Holden Radcliffe aboard Hefeng 1 and the safari who were guarding him, intending to let the team follow the footsteps of the guard commander. "In a relatively peaceful way, as planned in the plan." The guard commander reminded him, "My Lord does not want the prisoners to be hurt too much."

"Then we need some help, commander."

Melinda May received some strange frontline feedback.

The enemy seemed to have stopped attacking and allowed S.H.E.L.D. agents to launch a recovery battle against the medical room. Unless S.H.E.L.D. armed personnel try to attack controlled elevators, secondary generators and other important facilities, soldiers wearing full-environment bulletproof armor or mechanized soldiers will not be seen at all. This is the longest communication that the front line troops can communicate with the control room after re-encrypting radio communication. In a few seconds, all agents must jump to another encrypted channel again, otherwise the information received or sent by the front line troops and the control room is very likely to be tampered with or interfered with.

At first Melinda May was relieved because the enemy slowed down the attack, but then the cybersecurity department told her that the enemy was very likely to have hard links to the many secondary control systems of the lighthouse base. A large number of virus programs that had never been seen before will soon destroy the S.H.E.L.D. firewall, paralyzing or controlling the ancient and simple master control programs of the lighthouse base on the real level, and the cybersecurity department was completely unable to eliminate the intruders. All signs indicate that the enemy not only did not slow down the attack, but also launched a large-scale attack on another level.

Epsilon Rodney Radi223's face, which has not yet been fully pronounced, was full of displeasure.

By Mars' standards, the equipment at the Lighthouse Base is quite old and the data interface is very slow to transmit. She had to build several new transmission interfaces to accommodate her program and strengthen the control of all electronic devices before arriving at the Lighthouse Base. The result of this was that she had to hard link the secondary control system of the Lighthouse Base, tightly attached to the wall like an insect hanging on a spider web. Although Constantine promised to keep her safe, Epsilon Rodney-Ray223 always believed that the Imperial Guards just wanted to see what she looked like now.

"I completed more than 64.2% of the workload of this action. Are you still going to laugh at me now?" she muttered aggrievedly. Although she knew this was a reaction from the emotional center that she had not completely removed, it did not mean that she would not care. "

"Of course not, sage." Constantine had no intention of seeing a joke at all, nor did he think that Epsilon Rodney Ra223's appearance is funny now. "Please complete the control task as soon as possible," he said. "I should have carried anesthesia gas if I had known it."

"That would be beyond the load of the aircraft, and we must carry automatic combat robots to perform air defense missions."

The first secret regiment officer standing aside did not refute. He couldn't figure out what the Martian thought. Since he was discovered by the US military, why do you still waste precious automatic combat robots for air defense missions? Bringing a few individual anti-terrorism missiles is much more useful than automatic combat robots. At that time, whether you hide in the lighthouse base and wait for the supernatural psychics to open the portal to rescue, or rush to Washington, you don't need a bulky fortress-type automatic combat robot. "Since the Martians join, this mission is a mess." He quietly said to the commander of the Imperial Guard, "The Martians do not have professional military thinking, and we should hold command in our hands from the beginning."

"Mars also have political struggles, and Ronald. The countries on the same continent on Earth have disputes, and the distance between Earth and Mars will cause a lot of misunderstandings. At present, we cannot communicate frequently with Mars, which will undoubtedly cause extremely serious consequences."

Constantine called the non-commissioned officers directly on the communication channel.

The two sides have had a long history of cooperation, and the First Secret Regiment does not have the so-called "superhuman phobia" and they often speak out loud. Although every attempt by the non-commissioned officers to make the Guards respond with a sense of humor fails, Constantine never stopped such behavior, but instead found it very interesting.

Seeing that the non-commissioned officer could not understand, Constantine had to continue to explain in plain language. This was the conclusion drawn by Regent Victor von Dum after explaining the emperor's order to him in a voice chat. It was not surprising that Epsilon Rodney-Radney-Ray223 joined this operation. She was the selected target, and there were many intermediate layers of Mars like her. If the emperor wanted to receive Mars completely, he had to make some efforts. After all, time waited for no one, and everyone had the responsibility they needed to bear.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "The Great Mars Sage is loyal to the emperor, but he has more important tasks to be carried out. The power of Mars will inevitably be vacant in the future. Other Mars Sages have their own ideas. An automatic combat robot modified by the emperor can give us a lot of help in the future. Epsilon Rodney-Rai223 is very smart. She knows the price of standing on the earth. The knowledge in the fortress-type automatic combat robot is the gift given to her by the emperor, and it is also a disguised compensation."

The mentioned Mars Sage has no time to eavesdrop on the calls between the First Secret Regiment and the Imperial Guards, not only because she is incapable of ability, but also because she has occupied most of the energy by the Life-Model Decoy project and the Lighthouse Base cyber offensive and defensive battle.

"You guys who play politics are really..." Non-commissioned officer Ronald shook his head, stunned, and finally gave up the idea of ​​giving an evaluation. The officer thought he would never understand the twists and turns in his life. It was still difficult for a soldier holding a weapon to understand that those bloodless struggles were still difficult for a soldier holding a weapon. "I need the exact time of action, sir. As long as the safari adjusts his weapon to a non-fatal mode, I think we can take down the entire lighthouse base in less than ten minutes, and Agents of SHIELD can no longer play hide-and-seek with us. The most important thing is, sir, are you planning to join?"

Constantine looked at Epsilon Rodney-Radney-Ray223, which was wrapped in a lot of cables, and nodded.
Chapter completed!