Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

Coordinates: 4°S, 55°E (British Indian Ocean)

Name: Minoan Island.

From the sky, Minos still looks like a tropical island.

It covers a large area of ​​virgin forest area for Spartans to survive in the wild, and there are training facilities such as barbed wire on the white sandy beach.

Surrounded by turquoise ocean.

If it weren't for the base complex on the west coast, the island would look more like a resort.

At this time, Minos has been re-planned by Halsey, and it is no longer as "simple" and "unorganized" as it was six months ago.

There are more laboratory-like facilities, and a freezer dedicated to storing T virus and serum.

The Osprey carrying the Spartans has landed firmly on the high platform of the apron and is being maintained by the ground crew.

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Inside the command center in Minos;

This is similar to the command centers of other Umbrella military bases, but with fewer people and equipment.

And the personnel responsible for manipulation and contact are all selected from the USS and UBCS of the island.

In the center of the command center, there is an electronic table with a giant screen.

Halsey, wearing a white coat, was debugging something at this table.

she…

It seems to have changed back to the original 'sloppy' appearance.

She tucked the black short sleeves in the white coat into loose black pajama pants.

The light blond hair, which had been well groomed before, was just tied into a ponytail.

Maybe she will only dress up in front of William.

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"Shh-"

"Excuse me, doctor, is there anything important?"

As the automatic door opened, Kent's voice came from behind her.

Turning around, he saw Kent pouring fourteen Spartans into the command center, surrounding her.

"Yes."

Halsey didn't say anything unnecessary, and directly opened the electronic table with the touch screen.

The screen lights up.

Presented in front of everyone is a satellite plan.

In the center of the picture is an extremely backward desert city, and it is also the hub of the east, west and north roads.

There is also a description of the file on the far right side of the display.

Date: October 12, 2007.

Location: Dadaab

content:

At 06:17 today, the Umbrella military base stationed in the Kenyan grasslands dispatched a transport convoy to the port of Lamu to obtain supplies and food.

The target is the Kenya-Somali border for routine humanitarian aid.

The convoy consisted of twenty security personnel, twenty drivers, and twenty medium trucks.

At 07:45, the convoy was ready to load the cargo.

At 08:31, the necessary route for the convoy to the border encountered an unexplained blockage.

After reporting the situation to the base, the convoy turned around and tried to find another route.

At 08:55, the convoy passing through Dadapu City was attacked by no less than 6,000 refugees, including a large number of armed personnel.

At 08:59, the last security guard lost contact with the base.

It has been confirmed that all members of the transport convoy were killed.

After reading the contents of the document, Kent frowned slightly, looking at Halsey across the electronic table and wondering:

"Doctor, there are often cases of African refugees looting food.

Another point, the convoy at the Kenyan base was attacked, and they should send troops to solve it.

What does this have to do with us Minos? "

"Of course it does."

Halsey walked slowly to John, looked at the super soldier he built, and then looked at Kent and asked in a low voice:

"Major, I ask you, how is Sparta's combat capability now?"

"Combat capability?"

Kent looked around Sparta and replied after a little thought:

"Sparta now has stamina, stamina and strength beyond ordinary people.

If you have more actual combat experience, it will be the perfect killing machine...

and many more…"

Without waiting for Halsey to explain herself, the major guessed her intentions and said:

"Doctor, do you mean to let Sparta participate in this event?"

"That's right."

Halsey patted John's right forearm and asked with a kind smile:

"John, if you are asked to assassinate the leader of the militants, do you have the confidence to complete the mission?"

John first looked down at Halsey, then looked up at his teammates around him.

Carl smiled and nodded lightly, Myron grinned and gave a thumbs up, and the rest of Spartans also expressed their support.

Then John deliberately puffed out his chest and said calmly, "We have confidence, Ma'am.

As you taught us, nothing can stand in the way of Sparta. "

"Good boy."

Halsey was not at all surprised by John's answer.

Immediately afterwards, she came to the electronic table again, sliding her slender hands on the touch screen.

The contents of the display were replaced by Halsey.

Switched from the original satellite thumbnail to a close-up view shot by a drone at high altitude.

There are only a few high-rise buildings in the city center of Dadaab, most of which are brick houses or simple houses made of iron sheets and wooden sticks.

Garbage piles everywhere, overgrown streets and alleys.

In the outskirts, there are a large number of tent-like shacks.

The people here are scrawny, as if they could be broken with a single kick, and even their clothes are just pieces of cloth to cover their private parts.

Compare with it.

The city center is called rich, not at all.

Anyway, people in the city center have all kinds of clothes, and even a lot of cars from the 1960s and 1970s.

"Everyone."

Halsey put away his smile and said solemnly: "Dadaab City has a population of about 490,000, and 350,000 of them are refugees.

In Dadaab, whoever controls the food and water sources controls the right to kill here. "

Halsey said, swiping his finger on the touchscreen.

The screen is updated.

What I saw in the new pictures was a luxurious manor with swimming pools, villas, gardens, and a large number of armed men.

In stark contrast to the dilapidated simple houses and brick houses outside the walls.

The most conspicuous thing is that the manor is neatly parked, with 20 trucks printed with red and white umbrella logos.

See here.

With his hands on the table, John leaned forward, observed the manor carefully and asked, "Madam, is this our goal?"

"Yes." Halsey explained to everyone:

"I learned from the various data collected by the Kenya base.

A warlord named Glad Mahmoud took his troops and fled from Somalia to Kenya four months ago, and took full control of Dadaab two weeks ago.

The reason for the escape and attack on Umbrella is unknown.

The Kenyan base speculated that the food shortage caused by the continuous operations made Mahmoud set his sights on our Umbrella.

ho~"

Halsey smiled contemptuously: "The reason is unknown, um... It seems that this little warlord still has some secrets.

However, I really want to thank him.

Let my Spartans have the opportunity to have a drill. "