American comics: Becoming the god of technology from Osborn

Chapter 83: New York is a bit unstable these days
The Sonoran Desert in Arizona.

Harry got off his private helicopter, followed by a terrorist squad led by Connor and Jordan.

Looking at the barren sea of ​​sand around me, I imagined in my mind what it would look like in the future.

It can be predicted that this will be his base camp on Earth for a long time.

The headquarters of the Osborne Group in New York will be moved here sooner or later.

"Boss, the super-dimensional transmission is ready. The construction team and building materials can be sent over at any time."

Connor reported to Harry.

"Very good, start the hyperspace transmission."

Without further ado, Harry immediately started the teleporter in New York.

In order to avoid attracting attention, Harry had already gathered the materials and manpower needed to develop the desert base in many large warehouses under the Osborne Group.

Soon, the hyperspace teleporter started operating, and a blue mist of light enveloped dozens of SCVs in the first warehouse.

The next second, the ball of light mist moved in front of Harry and the others, and dozens of engineering mechas more than four meters high turned from virtual to real and condensed again.

Unlike the game where only nine units can be converted at a time, the real teleporter selects a range and teleports things within the range to the coordinate location.

The range can be large or small, and a single transmission can transmit everything within the area of ​​a basketball court.

The time-space teleporter cannot be opened continuously, otherwise it will explode due to overheating. It must be cooled for more than fifteen minutes before the second teleportation can be performed.

However, compared with the time saved by teleporting, this cooling time seems insignificant.

When Harry first arrived here, the sun was still very scorching. By the time all the teleportations were completed, the sky had been dark for quite some time.

A total of more than 8,000 bionic humans and more than 400 SCVs were transported, as well as mountains of various materials and engineering equipment.

As soon as they were teleported here, they started working according to Harry's orders without a moment's rest.

Harry believed that the desert base would be completed much sooner than expected.

Working 24 hours a day is already two to three times faster than normal construction, not to mention that the physical indicators of bionic people exceed those of humans and the error rate is infinitely close to zero. They don't even need a foreman to command, because AI has perfectly assigned tasks to each bionic person.

In addition, the existence of SCV will increase this speed by at least ten times.

After all, according to the day and night system in the game, after converting it into real time, one SCV is enough to build a fully equipped arsenal in less than two hours.

Of course, the SCV that Harry made based on real technology was far from that exaggerated, but it was more than enough to speed up the progress of the entire project by more than ten times.

Even so, it would take at least three to five years to fill up these 200 square kilometers of land. At this stage, Harry is mainly focusing on building factory production lines.

SCV, bionic men, military-grade prostheses, intelligent weapons, cold nuclear fusion reactors, power armor, and the recently acquired hovercraft technology all require a large number of factories for production.

Time flies. Just as Harry is busy with infrastructure construction in Arizona, New York has been a little uneasy recently.

The Rockson Building suddenly and urgently announced a blockade of the campus, clearing all streets within one kilometer of the center of the building, and dispatched hundreds of fully armed Rockson guards to patrol the streets.

The reason why the distance is one kilometer is not due to any consideration. It is simply because the land beyond one kilometer does not belong to the Roxon Group. It is all their private land. Therefore, the Roxon Group issued a very clear announcement that private property is sacred and inviolable. If they find someone trying to force their way into the blockade area, don't blame them for being blind.

This does not apply even if the person is a police officer, a judge, or even a member of Congress.

What's even more bizarre is that there is a small square in front of the entrance of the Roxon Building, which is off-limits even to their employees and guards. Only their boss Dario Aguerre can enter and exit freely.

The sudden changes caused panic among the citizens living in Harlem. The last time the Roxxon Group made such a big fuss was more than half a year ago when Hulk and Abomination were wreaking havoc on Broadway.

Is there going to be another superhuman war? But there haven't been any serious incidents in this period of time.
The closer one lives to the Roxon Building, the more panicked people become, and many have already started planning to move to Queens.

In the sky, a small optically invisible transport plane flew into the airspace near the Roxxon Building.

This is the Quinjet secretly developed by S.H.I.E.L.D. There are various models including fighters, transport planes and bombers, all of which use optical stealth technology.

"The hammer is indeed at the entrance of the Roxon Building. They have sealed off the entire campus. Could it be that they have discovered some information from the hammer?"

Hawkeye looked at the image of Mjolnir taken from high altitude on the display screen, stroking his chin and thinking.

"It's very possible, otherwise there's no explanation why they would impose a lockdown at this time."

Coulson beside him nodded in agreement.

"Have our people negotiated with Dario Aguer?"

Hawkeye asked.

"Director Fury even went to him personally, but he was not going to give in at all. He said there was no evidence to prove that the hammer belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D., so he would not let us get access to the hammer as we wished."

Coulson shook his head helplessly.

"But even if we can get our hands on the hammer, we can't take it away. Do we have to engage in armed conflict with the Roxxon Group?"

Hawkeye's eyes narrowed as he said, "I don't mind doing this, but even I don't think it's a wise choice."

"That's why I brought him here."

Coulson secretly glanced at Thor, who was sitting in the cabin looking around like a curious baby.

"Do you really believe what he said? He is the god of thunder in Asgard, and that hammer is his weapon Mjolnir?"

Hawkeye frowned slightly.

"If you put him down but he can't lift the hammer, what if he is discovered by the Roxxon Group? Wouldn't that mean he will die?"

"Coulson, if that's what you're thinking, I'm afraid I won't agree."

Coulson waved his hand, signaling him to calm down.

"How could I let him go and die? Look, Roxxon's guards are only patrolling the outermost circle, and there is no one guarding the entrance to the building. We can let the Quinjet land in stealth mode and let him try to bring the hammer back."

"Whether he succeeds or fails, he will be able to return to the cabin safely under our cover."

(End of this chapter)