Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

"Ignorance is the mother of evil," Cortana repeated with a vague understanding.

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

"Boss, the Marines don't have the AAES of the UBCS, but they're still at the forefront with the casualty rate... no, the casualty rate is also the highest.

I, as Dr. Halsey's first intelligent AI, can easily understand human...emotions.

I don't think it's worth it for the soldiers who died. Isn't their fearless sacrifice to save Manhattan? But it was also smeared by netizens and the government. "

Hearing this, William got up and left the guardrail, walked towards Cortana and smiled: "It's really a pity, but their efforts are rewarded."

"Return?"

William just smiled and said nothing.

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

It can be equipped with individual weapons that cross the era, and can also have the high welfare policy of Umbrella employees. No matter what, it is more comfortable than working under the old beauty.

That is, the enemies that the Marines have to face have to be changed, no longer those terrorists, but terrorist creatures.

It doesn't seem so comfortable when you think about it...

Forget it, it's fine.

Immediately afterwards, William went straight through Cortana's 'body', sat on the sofa prepared for him by the technician and said in a low voice, "What about the comprehensive disinfection plan?"

Cortana's projection faltered, then turned around and walked in front of William, her pupils shimmered and replied:

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

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

William drank the coffee in the paper cup, leaned on the sofa cushion, looked at the ceiling of the terminal and said solemnly:

"forecast result."

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

"Very good, then launch the bombing while the disinfection is in progress, and blow up those eggs before they hatch, so as not to give the abnormal phenomenon code-named Green any chance to react."

"The bombing squadron in Troy has been contacted."

"very good."

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

"Cortana, collect the exact addresses where the rumors are spreading, and plan ahead for mass amnestics after the containment operation is over.

Although we Umbrella can brainwash, we cannot 'wash' out some mentally retarded hydrocephalus. "

Listening to her boss's undisguised ridicule, Cortana raised her hand and said with a smile, "Yes, boss."

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Get off the platform.

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

The security guard outside saw that the visitor was William. He didn’t say much, but he just stood up and saluted, and opened the security door they were guarding.

Enter.

The huge hangar has also been transformed by the engineering team, bright incandescent lamps, and reflective floors, highlighting the unique style of Umbrella.

Look inside.

I saw the biochemical armors being erected one by one, and even a few technicians were busy assembling a prototype of Herentin.

The person in charge here is the executive who is over 40 years old, Mediterranean bald, and wearing a white coat.

Seeing that William walked into the hangar, he quickly stepped forward to greet him, "Boss."

"Well." William asked with a smile at the other party: "The colonel said that he also brought over all the weapons produced by the hive. Please help me introduce it."

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

"Boss, as you can see, Hive has produced a total of fifty-seven sets of biochemical armor from mid-October to the present after obtaining sufficient funds.

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

"Yeah." William nodded in satisfaction.

It happened that he was led by the supervisor to the side of Herentin, who was being assembled, and wondered: "Did the hive only make this one in a year?"

"This..." The supervisor explained somewhat embarrassedly: "Yes boss.

The final cost of Harendin was 8.5 billion, far more than we expected, so Hive shifted the center of work to Mjolnir. "

William's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also agreed with the supervisor's words in his heart.

Eight and a half billion...

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

It's more expensive than that of "God", and it's not worth the loss.

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

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

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

"Boss, although Herendin can't be mass-produced, but...!"

With that said, several technicians pushed two weapon racks with pulleys in front of William and the supervisor.

I saw a silver-gray, highly technological sniper rifle hanging on the left side, and the supervisor also put his left hand to introduce it:

"Our Honeycomb research team has successfully miniaturized it by using Dr. Halsey's electromagnetic acceleration gun concept!

It only needs to consume a hydrogen battery, and a sniper rifle that can shoot a warhead over 40,000 meters was born, the Gauss sniper rifle.

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

The supervisor said the words 'no' and 'participation' again, and deliberately accentuated his tone.

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

It's not easy...

"Huh."

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

At this time, the supervisor did not stop to introduce, he turned his hand to the right again, and said to the wildly shaped ACR rifle that looked like an enlarged version:

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

Of course, it was also the first choice for tougher Spartan troops.

The warhead of each caseless 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 bullet hit a person...

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