Containment control starts with the umbrella

00:14.

In mid-November, Turkey was in the middle of the night, illuminated by the bright moonlight, and among the barren hills, there were many villages.

By the side of a village with high terrain, the hill seems to be hollowed out by humans. It is not difficult to guess that there seems to be a complicated network channel for people to hide and escape.

There are at least a hundred households in this large village, but apart from the vague barking of dogs, the villagers are honestly staying in their houses.

However, there are a large number of "soldiers" patrolling the dirt road between the houses.

The costumes of these'soldiers' are somewhat nondescript.

It has a mechanical skeleton in the style of the UNSC Army, but its clothing is a variety of stocking grazing clothes, and it also holds an old Soviet AK in his hand.

The overall feeling is like a'string'.

These soldiers are the terrorists hiding here, and the villagers in the village are their hostages, used to bargain with the UNSC or the government when necessary.

Moreover, terrorist organizations are also closely following the trend of world integration. No matter how they get together, they have to give their members a mechanical skeleton.

"Huh."

At this moment, several phantoms followed behind these terrorists with very little movement, getting closer and closer until...

"puff-."

"Uh...uh..."

Almost at the same time, these terrorists suddenly broke their necks and sprayed blood, but their mouths were firmly covered and they could not make a sound.

In less than a few seconds, these'stringent' terrorists were silent, and then dragged into the alley by these phantoms.

Immediately afterwards, the situation like this scene continued until the terrorists in the entire village were assassinated one by one.

Those "phantoms" are the extreme team that turned on the PIA armored optical camouflage function, and the leader was another commander whom William looked at, B-042 Robert.

Through this action to control the epidemic, William discovered that this extreme team is no less than the noble team, and even better in some aspects.

For example, more discipline, more organization and efficiency, etc.

Of course, it was the commander of this team that surprised William the most.

B-042 is similar to Robert Killiman in "Warhammer 40k" except that the last name is not Kiliman.

An Italian with short blonde hair is different from the ordinary Spartan II. Without PIA armor, his height is astonishing about 2.7 meters.

Therefore, Robert's PIA armor needs to be customized.

As for Robert, wearing PIA armor, he has reached nearly three meters in height, far surpassing the first and second phases of Sparta. He is definitely an alternative.

Knowing that there was a Spartan in his army that resembled a'genetogen', William immediately gave him a'pick up'.

From his original rank of second lieutenant, Robert was promoted to the rank of at least one in a short period of one month, and he also had the right to command the entire second period in wartime.

It can be seen that William's "favor" for Robert.

At this time, Robert led the extreme team to solve the village, and after the terrorists stationed in front of the cave entrance, the optical camouflage function was cancelled.

Then the five'giants' of the Extreme Team opened the AT energy shields on their PIA armor, flashing a dazzling emerald green light under the night sky.

Then they walked into the cave...

"Young Kesen? (Someone)!!"

"Yara! Yara! (Come on)!"

"Aruahuba!!!"

"Flap! Flap!"

"Puff! Puff!"

Soon, the terrorists in the cave were startled by a group of extreme teams, and yelling voices came from the cave.

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire and the sound of the body being torn apart, it is the unique blue flash of Gauss guns.

Within a few minutes, all the remnants of the terrorists in the cave were slaughtered by Robert and his extreme team.

When Robert's team was active, the rest of the Spartan Phase II team, UBCS, USS, and UNSC's special command headquarters were orderly eliminating all terrorists.

So far, most of the terrorist organizations that have disrupted the world for decades, and even out of control created by a certain country, will no longer be able to harass the people of all countries on the planet in a short time.

Under the order of the owner, William Russell, the seven artificial intelligences are responsible for screening any possible horrible remnants in the solar system and eradicating them as much as possible.

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November 22, 2018.

Baghdad local time: 08:11.

The flagship of the containment fleet, in a sleeping cabin;

On the double bed close to the bulkhead, under the blanket were William with a tired face and Halsey with a happy and contented look.

The two of them hugged each other and seemed to be doing an early morning'exercise'.

I saw that Halsey no longer looked like a doctor, but nestled in William's arms, raised his head and kissed William's left cheek.

He laughed: "Why did you come here in the morning?"

"Um..." William, who entered the sage mode, had his mind empty for a few seconds before looking down at Halsey and replied:

"I'm going back to Hafa tomorrow. I have those two gadgets at home, so it's definitely not as good as here."

As he said, William smirked again: "The main reason is that I like to hear your voice."

"Really~?"

Halsey was not ashamed of this kind of'driving' joke, but instead lay on William's body and bowed his head close to his ear.

Gently blow William's ears and whispered: "Want to listen?"

!

"It's so terribly unsatisfied..., I understand what it means to have only exhausted cows, no bad land, grass..."

Hearing Halsey's teasing, William was really powerless, so he could only make a joke in his heart.

Then he hugged Halsey lightly, moved her from his body to his side and said helplessly: "My aunt, you can rest for a while, okay?"

"Haha~~" Seeing William's bitter appearance, Halsey poked his side waist again, and smiled:

"What's the matter? You are one of the strongest humans."

"Okay, don't tease me..." William raised his right hand and tapped Halsey on the top of his head, then closed his eyes a little tiredly.

The two stayed so tender for a while.

"That's right." William opened his eyes shortly afterwards, looked at the top of the sleeping cabin and asked Halsey:

"Catherine, how is the transformation process of Sparta III?"

Hearing William's question about Sparta, Halsey no longer looked like he was just playing, but put William's right arm on his back and shook his head slightly:

"Not so good. The side effects of the remodeling operation have approached zero, but if you want to play Spartan's due combat power, you need at least four consecutive years of T virus and T vaccine injection."

"What about Serum T?" William asked.

"T serum can only be an aid and cannot solve the problem fundamentally." Halsey still shook his head.

"So..." William fell into a brief silence.

"Huh?" Suddenly, William remembered Robert, whom he liked very much recently, and then turned to look at Halsey to his side and asked:

"Catherine, you said...Is there any plan to directly use the existing Spartans to transform the growing young people in batches?"