Containment control starts with the umbrella

"Ignorance is the mother of viciousness." Cortana repeated the sentence seemingly.

Then she showed a sad expression again, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and sighed like a prayer:

"Boss, the Marines do not have UBCS AAES, but they are still at the forefront. The casualty rate...no, the death rate is also the highest.

As the intelligent artificial intelligence developed by Dr. Halsey, I can easily understand human... emotions.

I think it's worthless for the soldiers who died, isn't their fearless sacrifice just to save Manhattan?But it was discredited by netizens and the government."

Upon hearing this, William got up and left the guardrail and walked to Cortana with a smile: "It's a pity, but their efforts are rewarded."

"Return?"

William just laughed and said nothing.

If the containment operation is successfully completed, the nearly 20,000 Marines under Mike's command will all become Umbrella's'pro sons'.

It can be equipped with cross-generation individual weapons, and it can also have a high welfare policy for Umbrella employees, which makes it more comfortable to work than Lao Mei.

The enemy the Marines had to face had to be changed. It was no longer those terrorists, but terrorist creatures.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn’t seem so comfortable...

Forget it, no difference.

Immediately afterwards, William went straight through Cortana's'body', sitting on the sofa prepared for him by the technician, and whispered, "Where is the comprehensive disinfection plan?"

Cortana's projection flickered, then turned and walked in front of William, her pupils shimmering and replied:

"1.7 million vaccines will arrive at Fort Long Island at noon tomorrow, enough to vaccinate all soldiers and citizens of Manhattan.

The doctor has also stepped up the research and development of anti-virus and steam spray devices. Using Hiroshima's local resources, a comprehensive disinfection plan can be implemented simultaneously tomorrow."

William drank the coffee in the paper cup, leaned on the cushion of the sofa, and looked at the top of the terminal building and said in a deep voice:

"forecast result."

"It is expected that by tomorrow evening, all the yellow and red areas will be cleared except for the red mist area of ​​the Plaza Hotel."

"Very well, then the bombing will be launched while the disinfection is in progress, and the eggs will be blown up before they hatch, so as not to give any chance to react to the abnormal phenomenon code-named Green."

"Troy's bombing squadron has been contacted."

"well."

William put the empty paper cup on the low table in front of his knees, and then picked up the suit on the sofa. As he got up and walked down, he commanded in a mocking tone:

"Cortana, collect the specific addresses where the rumors are spread, and plan in advance the large-scale amnestics measures after the containment operation ends.

Although we Umbrella can brainwash, we can't'wash' out certain mentally retarded hydrocephalus."

Listening to the unabashed ridicule of her boss, Cortana raised her hand and held back a smile and said, "Yes, boss."

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Step off the platform.

William, who had already put on his suit, was surrounded by a crowd of Alphas and left the sixth terminal building to a hangar not far away.

The security guard outside saw William and he didn't say much, but he stood up and saluted him and opened the security door they guarded.

enter.

The huge hangar was also remodeled by the engineering team. The bright incandescent lamps and reflective floor highlight Umbrella’s unique style.

Look in.

I saw the biochemical armors being erected in turn, and even several technicians, busy assembling a set of Herendin prototypes.

The person in charge here is the supervisor who is over forty years old, bald in the Mediterranean and wearing a white coat.

Seeing that it was William walking into the hangar, he quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Boss."

"Yeah." William asked with a smile at the other person: "The colonel said that he brought all the weapons produced by the hive, please introduce me."

"Yes." The supervisor walked side by side with William, and then respectfully said:

"Boss, as you can see, the Hive has produced 57 sets of biochemical armor since mid-October after obtaining sufficient funds.

Our expected goal is to put its mass production into the schedule and replace it with USS's main battle equipment."

"Yeah." William nodded in satisfaction.

It happened that he was led by the supervisor to Herendin, who was being assembled, and wondered: "Has the hive only produced this one in a year?"

"This..." the supervisor explained embarrassingly: "Yes, boss.

The final cost of Helendin was 8.5 billion, far exceeding our expected cost, so Hive shifted the focus of its work to Thor's Hammer."

William narrowed his eyes and agreed with the supervisor's words in his heart.

8.5 billion...

The only advantage of Helendin is that ordinary people can also drive, but this cost...

It's more expensive than the'god', and the gain is not worth the loss.

At this time, the supervisor brought William and others to the vicinity of the weapon rack, showing unconcealed pride and excited:

"Boss, you will definitely like the next two things!"

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"Oh?" William looked at the other person's expression, making him slightly interested, "What is it."

"Boss, although Helendin can't mass produce, but...!"

As he said, several technicians pushed two weapon racks with pulleys, and they lay in front of William and the supervisor.

I saw a silver-gray sniper rifle with a sense of science and technology hanging on the left, and the supervisor also introduced his left hand to it:

"Our Hive's scientific research team used Dr. Halsey's electromagnetic acceleration gun concept and successfully reduced it!

A sniper rifle that can shoot a warhead of more than 40,000 meters with only one hydrogen battery was born, the Gauss sniper rifle.

The whole process is the independent research of the research team, without the participation of Dr. Halsey!"

The supervisor said the words "no" and "participation" again, and he deliberately increased his tone.

After all, Halsey stood on top of every researcher like a great god, and it was too difficult to surpass her.

Not easy...

"Huh."

When William looked at the sniper rifle, he also praised with unconcealed joy: "Not bad."

At this time, the supervisor did not stop the introduction. He turned his hand to the right again, and said to the rough-looking, enlarged version of the ACR rifle:

"Boss, this 8mm Gauss rifle is a standard weapon developed by USS that is equipped with biochemical armor.

Of course, it is also the first choice for stronger Spartans.

Every shellless bullet can easily tear and penetrate the armor of a light vehicle, if it hits the flesh directly..."

Even if the supervisor did not continue to explain, everyone knew how the warhead hit people...

It's a blessing to be able to save the whole body.