Until Yang Tianyi issued the order, Delacourt, Secretary General of Elysian Space Defense, was still convinced of his previous judgment, so much so that after watching the real-time live broadcast of the takeoff of two ordnance giant birds on the holographic projection TV produced by the Star Group, he I made an appointment with some of my friends on the space station to celebrate another victory of the Star Group.
Even now, she still hasn't noticed the group's true thoughts hidden under the mask, or in other words, she has noticed it, but she still refuses to believe her intuition, and still thinks that Yang Tianyi will fulfill the promise he made to her personally.
In the sunny space station, Delacourt, who had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, picked up a glass of champagne from the tray in the hand of the robot waiter, took a sip, and then came to the balcony of his mansion and looked down at the people playing in the swimming pool. Noisy visitors.
Just when Delacourt was wondering whether he wanted to change into a swimsuit and join the crowd, the humanoid robot behind him asked in a respectful synthetic male voice: "Do you need anything else?"
"Not yet, help me see which guests are not here."
Turning to look at the robot with a soft purple light on its head next to him, Delacourt secretly said that the robot technology of the Star Group has been advancing almost rapidly. From the war robots that could only fight and kill at the beginning to the housekeeping robots that are about to monopolize the entire market. , the speed of progress is really frightening.
In less than a year, Armadana was completely defeated in this monopoly war, especially after losing Dominic Monote, chief scientist of the technology research and development department, and candidate CEO John -After Carlisle, these two mainstay figures, they completely lost their capital and ability to compete with the stars.
So in the end, Armadana's board of directors had to separate almost all industries except medicine from the parent company, and most of them were acquired by the old enemy Stellar Group. If the two companies hadn't reached an agreement on the price of the patent for the medical cabin, I'm afraid that in the near future, all of Armada's board of directors would retire and go home to farm.
But when talking about those board members whose average age is no less than 90, Delacourt suddenly thought of her old friend Ames Singer, who still has to wear a mask and bodyguard when going out.
Before the final trial of Norn Goodman, a former Armadane mercenary army commander accused of war crimes and crimes against humanity by the International Court of Justice in The Hague, Goodman's sudden betrayal and tainted witness status The new accusations plunged Ames into a crisis of confidence within the company.
Such violent insider information eventually caused the entire Armadana Company's stock price to plummet. It is really not easy for Ames to still maintain the right to pay dividends with the help of his old bottom line.
And in the end, with the defense of a professional team of lawyers and the guarantee of the Stars Group, the court considered that the object of Goodman's "use of nuclear bombs" was the Renaissance Front, which is a terrorist organization. After discussion, the judges unanimously sentenced the other party to fifteen years. After being sentenced to imprisonment, he was released on bail not long after by the Stars Group that reappeared. It is said that he later served as the commander of a battalion-level combat unit in the Stars security force.
Although the weird coincidences often revealed in the whole incident make it difficult not to suspect that there is something fishy in it, but the matter is now over, the aftermath of the Renaissance Front has passed, and those with vested interests naturally have nothing to say.
It's a pity that there are several ring-shaped space stations under his feet that have not yet been started or completed, Delacourt thought while holding a wine glass.
Rather than making the rich live more comfortably, Amadana Company is better at doing this than Star Group. However, considering that more people may die from the weapons of the Star Group than she has eaten, she still happily accepted a slightly lower quality of life than before.
It's just that there are a lot of robot soldiers with the star logo inside and outside the control center of the space station. Anyway, she has the highest command authority over these robots, so this human's only artificial paradise is still her own back garden, but it is just for her. It's just a new batch of security guards looking after the home.
With this thought, Delacourt just wanted to go back to the bedroom to change into his swimsuit and go down to the swimming pool to enjoy his rare leisure time after work. A ball of orange-red fire suddenly squeezed into the corner of her eye, and within a few seconds, there were several thunderous explosions in her ears.
"Bang!"
As the glass of champagne fell on the carpet, Delacourt, who was startled by the sudden explosion, quickly returned to the balcony and looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes becoming distracted.
Because the place where the explosion occurred is the top priority of the entire space station, the control center.
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"Warning, warning, this is not a drill, this is not a drill, please all personnel leave the control center immediately, please all personnel leave the control center immediately..."
When the relevant personnel arrived in a hurry, red lights representing danger were lit in the smoke-filled corridors and in the rooms. Along with them, there were rapid and extremely harsh sirens, which made many people still not leave. The staff in the office area or inside the building were extremely frightened, but they could never take the step to escape.
Because in the corridor not far away from them, the sound of electromagnetic rifle fire could be heard from time to time. If they left their relatively safe offices at this time, it would be a real dead end.
Just as the staff at the control center were still hesitating whether to try their best to escape, there was a loud noise, and several gun-toting men wearing heavy body armor and masks walked in, raised their hands and moved towards There was a blast from the ceiling.
The huge kinetic energy of the electromagnetic projectile instantly tore apart the metal ceiling. As sparks flew everywhere, people squatting or lying down screamed, shouting that these guys who didn't look like good people should not be killed. them.
"Everyone, get out of here! Now!"
The leading masked man glanced at the once-high-ranking Elysian Space people on the ground, snorted disdainfully, and then shouted in a distorted voice encrypted by the voice changer: "Get out of here before I change my mind!"
After hearing this, everyone dared to continue to lie on the ground and beg for mercy. They got up one after another and swarmed out of the big hole in the door blown by the shaped explosive without looking back, leaving the most important people in the entire control building. This place fell into the hands of "terrorists".
He took out a decoder for hacking the main program of the space station from his pocket and inserted it into the console. After some operations, the leading masked man took off the mask on his face and cursed while breathing freely. Said: "This damn mask makes me almost breathless!"
This person was none other than the Los Angeles gangster and top hacker Spider who had helped Yang Tianyi deal with several little shrimps. The muscular men around him were also his capable men brought from the earth.
In addition to the people around him, Max, who also accepted a secret mission, also led a team of people to the intelligent central control room located on a higher floor to ensure that the action plan was foolproof.
Thinking about how much impact the task he was about to complete would have on the world, Spider was so excited that his body trembled slightly. This is why he voluntarily risked his life to do this for Yang Tianyi. He found something more worthy of pursuit than money from the other party's words.
He looked expectantly at the empty door guarded by his men - Max had never let him down when he was still hanging around with him. Therefore, he believed that even if the other party joined the Star Group and became a company employee who was looked down upon by gangsters like them in the past, this would not have any impact on Max's ability.
Turning his gaze back to the rapidly scrolling code on the computer screen, the spider's usually cheerful expression now became solemn and solemn.
Now all it takes is Max to issue a final command to the intelligent center, and control of the space station will completely fall into their hands.
Lewen
