Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1360 Aida

"Retrieving S.H.I.E.L.D. 'Gentle Breeze One' engine test data, armor test data, mobility test data... Retrieving Bastion-type Automated Combat Robot anti-aircraft missile test data..." The blue electronic prosthetic eye of Martian Sage Radium-223 flickered incessantly. Constantine could even hear the electrical noise and heat emanating from her external thought enhancement module. Although he and the Sage were in the rear command vehicle, their proximity didn't prevent the Martian Sage from communicating with data rather than sound. On the communication channel, Radium-223 sent him several data packets, seemingly using this method to prove her theories and decisions.

"Disruption factor 16, activate contingency plan Alpha-34, 76% probability of being shot down, shot down permitted. Final confirmation of authorization, Commander of the Guard, initiating voiceprint verification..."

"Rejected," Constantine said decisively. Before Radium-233 could produce a barrage of data to refute him, he offered a seemingly reasonable argument and issued orders to the mechanical soldier leader Alpha-Bronze 2 and the squad leader of the Second Squadron of the First Classified Regiment. "Continue to remain concealed and await the landing of Wind One. Await the order to launch the raid; we need a stealth aircraft capable of evacuation." He ended the call and looked at the Martian Sage beside him.

This command vehicle is also a modified heavy truck, but to ensure information security, all the information processing equipment installed inside is equipped with self-destruct mechanisms. After the mission is completed, simply pressing a button will cause the white-collar incendiary agent to incinerate all chips, burning away anything that might leave behind data in an irreversible manner.

"The original plan had a 95.2% success rate for evacuation. We don't need a weak aircraft like the Wind One." Epsilon-Rodney-Ray 223's voice carried a hint of human anxiety, a weakness she hadn't completely overcome; her emotional processing center wasn't fully developed. "Using the Wind One, our chances of a successful evacuation will drop to 56.4%, and we'll be highly likely to be pursued. This is an unacceptable price to pay."

Regardless of Epsilon-Rodney-Ray 223's intentions, Constantine still holds the reins of this operation.

Since the Royal Guard intends to wait for Phil Coulson's spacecraft to arrive before launching a surprise attack to seize control of the Wind One, even Alpha-Bronze 2, a product of the Martian Guardian mechanical soldier project, must adhere to the chain of command priorities. No Martian Sage can alter the succession order of command for this operation. She has experience in leading fortress-type automated combat robot swarms and mechanical soldier swarms in simulated exercises, achieving extremely high scores in hundreds of virtual drills and thus earning this promotion.

When she actually engaged in real combat, which wasn't a large-scale direct confrontation, she found that the situation was completely different from the exercises she had experienced. Common information warfare tactics that frequently appeared in simulated combat, such as information interference, electromagnetic suppression, virus implantation, command space intrusion, and springboard operations, were almost non-existent. Ultimately, the decisive factors were still bombs and blades. Epsilon-Rodney-Ray 223 gripped her electric revolver tightly, issuing commands while simultaneously emitting code packets to express her negative emotions and denial of irrational decision-making. The various spectral lenses in her blue electronic prosthetic eye constantly switched, as if she was trying to pass the time when she couldn't control the command.

Meanwhile, four heavy trucks, each carrying a member of the First Combat Team, were already on the road. An inconspicuous observation vehicle spotted Dr. Holden Radcliffe's vehicle passing in front of them and immediately issued a warning to the combat squad ahead. Two of the heavy trucks gradually slowed down and drove side-by-side, blocking Dr. Holden Radcliffe's path. The two trucks behind immediately accelerated; one closely followed the rear of Dr. Holden Radcliffe's vehicle, while the other moved to the side, sandwiching the target vehicle together with one of the trucks in front, which had slowed down again.

Even someone as flamboyant as Dr. Horton Radcliffe realized his precarious situation. He had experienced being followed by Homeland Security agents since the collapse of S.H.I.E.L.D., and although he eventually cleared himself of suspicion, he remained paranoid until Agent Phil Coulson appeared and cleared all surveillance, confirming that the Homeland Security and FBI had given up on him. Only then did Dr. Radcliffe gradually become less sensitive—leading him to assume the large number of trucks was just routine freight traffic at the US-Canada border, and instead of immediately becoming alert and fleeing, he continued driving on the highway. His sense of complacency vanished when the cargo compartments of the two trucks opened, revealing twenty objects—clearly guns—pointed at him. Simultaneously, the cargo compartment of the truck in front opened, and a person entirely made of machinery urged him to slow down and stop in a shrill, amplified voice.

Dr. Horton Radcliffe did as instructed without hesitation.

He raised his hands and shouted to make sure they saw he had taken his hands off the steering wheel, fearing they might do what American police do: order him to raise his hands while simultaneously telling him to put them behind his back before shooting. Because it happened so suddenly, patrol officers in the vicinity immediately turned on their lights and drove towards the truck. However, a soldier, whose appearance showed no signs of bloodshed, immediately fired a shot at the hood of the patrol car. The accelerating bullet instantly burned through the hood and released a powerful burst of electricity into the engine below. If the patrol officer hadn't reacted quickly enough to brake and jump out of the now-burnt-hole patrol car, the subsequent fire would have been fatal.

"Govanda police communications have been jammed. Based on local police patrol patterns, there is a 62.35% chance of a second police car arriving in 12.1 minutes." Epsilon-Rodney-Ray 223's voice came through the command system. "Second team, prepare for a raid on the Wind One. Mission time has been reduced to 75.2% of the original time; we must act quickly."

"Agreed." Constantine's gaze was fixed on the image transmitted from the combat recorder ahead. Almost all soldiers of the First Class Regiment had such devices on their Void Combat Suit, allowing command to connect. The Commander of the Guards saw from multiple angles that the Wind One landed in the open area near Dr. Horton Radcliffe's residence. The android, whose face resembled the doctor's ex-girlfriend, showed extreme vigilance. It immediately returned to its room and locked the door, only opening it to Leopold Fitz, the physicist from Coulson's team, after he knocked and identified himself.

However, Leopold Fitz did not let his S.H.I.E.L.D. colleagues nearby see the Life-Model Decoy.

"Second team, move out."

The moment the order was given, the heavy trucks, disguised with camouflage tarpaulins, immediately started moving. The Wind One had just shut down when the two heavy trucks suddenly appeared, catching the personnel remaining on board off guard. Because Coulson's team was not heavily armed, and even the air command on the Wind One had few armed personnel, the firing at the trucks couldn't stop the advance of the First Class Regiment soldiers and mechanized infantry.

One of the trucks from the second squadron drove straight towards Dr. Horton Radcliffe's residence. Twelve cyborg soldiers leaped out of the truck with astonishing agility, firing at the fleeing Leopold Fitz and the androids as they steadily made their way towards the house. Powerful weapons easily pierced the walls of the house, brick, concrete, and metal; in the blink of an eye, the entire room was reduced to rubble under the intense fire. Although Leopold Fitz had no idea what was happening, he knew the best course of action was to escape with the Life-Model Decoy android named Ada. Then, a golden aircraft crashed down from the ceiling in front of them, and a cyborg in a crimson robe leaped out from behind the golden-armored giant piloting the aircraft.

"A silicon-based psychic named Aida, Leopold Fitz." Epsilon-Rodney-Ray 223 pointed her revolver at them. She shouted gleefully, "Your actions violate the AI ​​ban."

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