Containment control starts with the umbrella

Underground facilities in Minos.

In the observation room with a special glass wall on the floor and walls, William and Halsey stood side by side, looking at the fourteen giant mechas outside the wall.

"William."

At this time, Halsey has become accustomed to calling William's real name. As long as he is alone, he is generally no longer called the boss.

After all, they had already'frankly met' each other, and it was just the last base.

Halsey looked at the body numbered 7 on the left chest, and explained to William on the side:

"The fourteen units in front of you and me, each incorporates the Spartans' genes and characteristics, which is equivalent to expanding the Spartans seventy-five times.

From the literal data alone, John's body is the most stable and the most comprehensive."

"The most stable?" William raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Halsey on the right side of his body.

"Could these units still run wild?"

"Runaway?" Halsey frowned slightly, as if he had heard this word for the first time, and said:

"These organisms have no thoughts, just a living body, how can they run away?"

"Well, that's fine." William secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Umbrella’s bio-mechanics really run wild like in "EVA", then things would be fun.

The earth can't bear several'bumps'.

Halsey didn't know what William was thinking, whose face gradually eased, but went on to explain to him:

"The so-called most stable reason is not that William will lose control like you are, but that each Spartan's body data is different.

Like Myron and Carl, their bodies have completely inherited their own characteristics.

Myron’s body far surpassed all other Spartan bodies in terms of strength and defensive capabilities, but ranked at the bottom in terms of reaction speed.

And Carl, her body has a strong balance and coordination ability, but has a disadvantage in defense and strength.

Only John's body, whether in terms of strength, defense, balance, etc., is the most perfect body of God."

"Well, otherwise I won't let John be Umbrella's Master Chief." William nodded.

"Except John." Halsey cast his gaze on the body number nine, and said with a satisfied smile:

"Jerome on the 9th is also very good, second only to John in various statistics, and even as good as John in terms of luck."

Talking.

Halsey walked to the side of the console and smiled at William: "The general situation has been explained to you, then it is time for Sparta to control the power of the'god'."

"haha okay."

William also looked out the window expectantly, ready to witness the moment when Umbrella created the god,'get up'.

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Underground facilities.

The equipment room dedicated to the Spartans.

With the assistance of the technicians, the fourteen Spartans put on uniform black tight-fitting uniforms, and their temples were also labeled with green nerve sensors.

With an average age of fifteen, their immature faces show vicissitudes and perseverance that are not equipped for their age.

The Spartans who have undergone remodeling operations are no longer the "children" in the eyes of various units. Their actual combat experience far exceeds that of the Marine Corps and Hell Paratroopers.

Even as long as there are military operations in Sparta, the morale of the containment troops will often rise sharply, and the mission success rate has remained at 100% until now.

As William had expected, Sparta is not just a simple unit, but a benchmark, representing the strongest combat power of mankind.

As one agent said: "Spartans never ask more, they will only get the damn anomaly (gettheshitDONE)!"

Fourteen Spartans who finished their dresses stepped down from the silver metal platform in turn, moving their bodies to adapt to the special tights.

"Crack, crack."

Myron twisted the joints of his neck, clenched his fists tightly, and uttered in a hoarse voice that was in the changing voice:

"I'm not used to it without Thor's Hammer, I feel so insecure."

Having said this, Myron glanced at Carl on his left hand side with a silly smile: "Speaking of security, Carl, don't you think this costume is awkward?"

I saw that the over-developed Carl glanced at Mellen and said with disgust: "I really don't know what your brain is doing."

"enough."

At this time, John stood in front of the Spartans and looked at Myron and said in a low voice: "No. Three, from now on you are not allowed to speak again. This is an order."

"..." Mellen straightened her back, folded her hands, and said silently with her lips:'Sir, yes, sir'.

John glared at Myron again, then looked at all the Spartans and whispered, "Everyone.

I don’t want to say extra words, and I’m not good at inspiring things.

There is only one sentence, and that is to get things done."

Having said this, John turned and walked outside and ordered: "Go, prepare to enter their respective bodies."

All the Spartans except Myron responded loudly: "Yes, Chief Sergeant!"

Immediately afterwards, the Spartans left the equipment room accompanied by technicians.

When they walked outside, they were standing on the far left of the fourteen behemoth bodies, level with the body's brain.

Look around.

The back of each body has a cylindrical insertion plug with a white center and red ends, and the umbrella logo printed on it.

The Spartans walked in the iron corridor in order, came to the corresponding insertion pins, and sat in the insertion pins with the assistance of technicians.

The latch door is closed.

From John's point of view, after closing the door, the bolt was completely dark at first, but as the display inside the bolt slowly lit up, John could clearly see all the dynamics around him.

The insertion bolt he was riding on was slowly entering the body.

"Click!" It means that the fitting is completed and the vision is transformed into the eyes of the body.

At the same time, Cortana’s voice was exchanged and said: “Sergeant Chief, the neurosensor connection fluid (NeurosensorconnectionfluidNCF) is about to be injected, I hope you can prepare it in advance.”

Cortana's voice just fell.

John's insertion plug began to gradually inject a certain viscous transparent liquid, which soon filled the entire insertion plug.

This is the NCF fluid, which allows the driver to make a nerve connection with the body, and can directly provide oxygen to the driver's lungs.

When the NCF was filled, Cortana's thumbnail virtual image also appeared on the console in front of John.

The reason why Spartan was able to look forward to it was inseparable from Cortana's assistance.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the project to test the divine body, Cortana needs to select a Spartan to enter the driving plug with him and make nerve connections.

And she picked John.

Under the influence of NCF, it is equivalent to John and Cortana driving together.