Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

　　 Time: October 12, 2007, 09:14.

　　 Location: The waters near Minos Island.

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　　 "Wow—~Wow—~"

　　 The azure blue sea, from time to time there will be splashes of water, making hypnotic sounds.

　　 The sky is clear.

　　 sparkling.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 "Puff~!"

　　 A few white dolphins peculiar to the Indian Ocean jumped out of the water and made a semicircle in the air before falling back underwater.

　　If there is an inflatable recliner with a glass of sugar-free cola with ice...

　　Um~

　　 is a paradise on earth.

　　 "Boom! Boom!"

　　 Suddenly, the roar of two engines resounded in the sky.

　　 I saw a black V-22 Osprey with the red and white umbrella logo, skipping the sea area where the dolphins just infested.

　　 Double-tilted rotating wings, deployed diagonally upward, in low-altitude and low-speed flight.

　　In the cabin;

　　 On the opposite seat, there were 14'children' wearing desert camouflage and short-sleeved trousers.

　　 Their backs are straight, their eyes are sharp, their faces are expressionless, and they exude an absolute elite temperament.

　　 The teenagers have neat and flat inches, while the girls have short hair.

　　 They are the children of Sparta who have selected the most genetically superior humans out of six million people by Halsey.

but…

　　 Now calling them children is slightly inappropriate.

　　Because the Spartans, whose average age is twelve, are more than 180 centimeters tall.

　　 The figure is very well proportioned, and the bare arms have well-developed muscle lines.

　　 It's hard to believe that these Spartans are only twelve years old.

　　 However, since the day the Spartan plan was implemented, more than half of the T virus and vaccines stored in the hive were consumed.

　　 The physical fitness of every Spartan was completely smashed by Umbrella's money, and it surpassed the peak of ordinary people safely and steadily.

　　As for William's personally visible combat value.

　　 30 is an adult male.

　　50 is the soldier of the army.

　　70 is a special force.

　　90 is UBCS.

　　120 is USS.

　　Hank's basic value reached 150, close to the peak of humanity.

　　 The unmodified Spartans...

　　 has reached 200 or more.

　　 However, if a Spartan fights Hank hand-to-hand, Hank can still play with these little guys.

　　 After all, experience is not a substitute for value. The Spartans still need the baptism of war.

　　 The three people sitting at the rear hatch, their eyes are obviously more determined than others, and they have monstrous self-confidence.

　　 The three of them are John, Carl and Myron whom William summoned.

　　 John is much more mature than before, resolute, and has short brown hair.

　　 Myron...

　　 Mellen's face was a little square, his brows stretched, unlike other Spartans, he always kept a serious expression.

　　 Carl, who is sitting next to John, has extremely rare natural silver hair and pale yellow pupils.

　　 "Tread-Tread-."

　　 The sound of footsteps in military boots rang through the cabin.

　　 Kent dressed in black combat pants and short sleeves, with his hands behind his back, looking at each little Spartan as he walked.

　　 The major, who was supposed to be unsmiling, nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the current situation of this group of students.

　　 "Di—!" There was a ringing tone.

　　 Kent looked up and saw that the warning light above the cabin door turned on, he quickly walked to the rear of the cabin, grasped the handle firmly, and knocked on the button to open the cabin door.

　　 "Huh~" The salty sea breeze surged in.

　　 Kent first looked out of the cabin.

　　 Seeing that the sea surface of ‘moving’ became slower and slower, and finally hovering at 40 meters, he turned to look inside the cabin and reminded:

　　 "Assholes, it's time for you to swim back to Minos.

　　 Hurry up, don’t wander there, go back early and eat early! "

　　 Sparta stood up neatly, and responded with his unchanging voice: "Yes, Major."

　　 At this time.

　　 Myron, who was also standing at the stern of the cabin, asked loudly and extremely seriously after seeing the height of the Osprey:

　　 "Major! I have a question!"

　　Kent heard that Myron was speaking next to him. He couldn't help but roll his eyes up, and said with a slightly impatient appearance:

　　 "No. 3, let go if you have a fart."

　　 "Yes!" Mellen organized the language, and said powerfully:

　　"Major! This is the first time Sparta has attempted a 40-meter dive. If I break the usual record first, can I...

　　 —~! "

　　 "Puff--!"

　　 Seeing that Myron hadn't finished his unnutritious words, he was kicked by Kent.

　　 fell freely in the air and rolled around, smashing into the sea with his feet down, splashing huge water splashes.

　　 Flutter a few times.

　　 Myron’s head emerged from the sea, and he opened his mouth to spit out water in an unlovable appearance, and his right hand gestured to the Osprey in the sky with a thumbs up, and said loudly:

　　 "Major! The height of forty meters is completely OK, there is no danger!"

　　 "Puff...Haha!"

　　The Spartans around the rear of the cabin couldn't help smiling after seeing Myron's silly appearance.

"Hey!"

　　 Kent looked helpless, sighed, and whispered to himself: "Asshole boy."

　　 The major did not emphasize discipline, but teased with the little Spartans.

　　 Things must be reversed.

　　 Relaxing at an appropriate time is also good for training.

　　 Besides, after more than half a year of getting along, Kent will inevitably be more tolerant of this group of children who have been forgotten by the world.

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　　 "Number seven."

　　 Carl leaned closer to John and whispered in his ear: "On the third, he... does he speak without thinking through his brain?

　　Haha, it makes the major angry every time, so stupid. "

　　 Hearing this, John first turned his head to look at Karl, then looked at Myron in the water and said deeply:

　　 "He is not stupid~www.wuxiahere.com~ He just wants to make our boring life more fun."

　　 "Huh?" The white-haired Carl tilted his head and looked confused, a little unclear.

　　 "Ahem, alright!"

　　 Kent cleared his throat, turned and looked in the cabin and ordered: "Sparta! Ready to jump one by one... (interrupted

　　 "Sir."

　　 A pilot opened the cockpit door, walked quickly to the rear of the cabin and said to Kent:

　　 "Dr. Halsey requested that Sparta's training be temporarily suspended and let us return to Minos immediately."

　　?

　　 Kent was taken aback, but nodded in agreement: "Okay, just return to the base as the doctor said."

　　 "Yes." After receiving the instructions, the pilot returned to the cockpit.

　　 A few seconds later, the hovering Osprey began to rise, preparing to return home at the fastest speed.

　　 But...

"Eh?"

　　 Myron, who was swimming in the direction of Minos, found the Osprey flying over him.

　　 Is the training content changed?

　　 But, no other Spartans jumped down...

　　 Myron, floating on the sea, changed from confusion to confusion, and finally panic.

　　 He quickly increased his swimming speed, and shouted:

　　 "Hey! Wait for me! Come back soon! And...oooo (choking into the sea)...

　　呸! I'm still down! "

　　 In the Osprey cabin at the same time;

　　 "Sir."

　　 John raised his hand to stop Kent from heading to the cockpit, and reminded him quietly: "You forgot the number three again."

　　 "Number three...his..."

　　 Kent raised his hand and kneaded his forehead, yelling to the direction of the cockpit: "Turn around!"