Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

April 7, 2022.

noon.

Elizabeth City, located at the southern tip of Africa, has already emerged from the shutdown caused by the attack two months ago, and the haze of losing 360,000 compatriots has gradually dissipated.

The entire city resumed operation, all kinds of ships and cargo ships went to and from the star port, and even the portal in the shallow sea area disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

However, the temporary base built around the portal, which is being dismantled by UNSC engineers, proves that the portal did exist.

The newly built memorial square by the sea attracted a large number of people, many of whom were holding white and yellow bouquets.

In the center of the square, there is a monument engraved with names.

There are neat bouquets of flowers placed in front of the stele. If you look closely at the hard-to-observe right corner of the stele, there is also engraved 80Y (billion) with unknown meaning.

Mom, why do people bend over that big rock?

On the sidewalk across the square, a boy sitting on a public bench swayed back and forth with his legs that couldn't touch the ground, innocently asking his mother beside him.

It's for those who go to heaven to rest in peace. The mother said softly.

Heaven...? Are there angels there? The boy was even more curious.

Of course, son. The mother said patiently.

Wow... I really want to meet an angel once... The boy looked up at the sky with longing.

Hehe~.

The mother raised her hand and rubbed the top of the boy's head, and smiled kindly: As long as you listen to your mother, eat well and not picky eaters, you will definitely have a chance to meet an angel.

Yeah! The boy nodded repeatedly.

In fact, two months ago, the mother and son had witnessed an angel descending beside them, shooting bright arrows to pierce the darkness.

But they lost this memory, and they also forgot that they lived in the fortress city that never saw the sun, and the fearful past.

And in the desert plain 20 kilometers northwest of Elizabeth City, the UNSC Ninth Airborne Division is stationed.

The restaurant on the first floor of the base canteen.

More than a thousand paratroopers, wearing only training uniforms or black short-sleeves, are gathering in twos and threes, sitting at a four-seater dining table, enjoying lunch and chatting with their comrades.

A corporal who worked with Krieger and managed to capture a colonist alive...

No, it should be Sgt.

After the UNSC withdrew from the portal, it gave rewards based on merit. Due to the outstanding performance of their third platoon, all members were rewarded, and some of them were promoted in rank.

At this time, the sergeant and six comrades walked towards the area with few people, carrying a metal plate full of vegetables, meat, and staple food.

Then they put the plates on the two dining tables first and then put the tables together.

Guys, I don't know which alien miscellaneous home planet I can visit next time. As soon as he sat down, a comrade-in-arms said.

Who knows? But I heard, just heard that the superior and Umbrella seem to have a lot of information about alien races.

I'd like to cooperate with the Astartes again. Those guys are so fucking fierce. It's safer to act with them than to follow the tanks of the armored division.

The comrades-in-arms started talking freely one after another, but listening to the content of the chat, it seemed that they had forgotten about the other earth.

In fact, after the portal was closed, their memories were replaced. It was originally a battle leading to another earth, but it was replaced unconsciously with a flight to the home planet of the colonists.

Before leaving the portal, they did not welcome the Umbrella technicians and the aftermath team holding the silver stick. Instead, their superiors issued an order not to discuss the details of the war with the outside world, otherwise they would be sent to a military court.

So they did not forget the mysterious and powerful Astartes, the Godbody and the Primarch.

Attention everyone!

Halfway through the lunch of the sergeant and others, a loud reminder from the entrance and exit of the restaurant made them put down their spoons and turn their heads to look at the entrance and exit.

Wearing a blue beret, with gray temples and a gray beard, the colonel in charge of their 9th Airborne Division walked into the restaurant and raised his voice and said:

According to reliable sources, there will be a joint exercise with Umbrella on the 17th of July. This time we will play the defensive side, so prepare for me in advance!

Yes! Colonel! A group of paratroopers stood up and responded.

Hmm. The colonel raised his hand in return.

Colonel! A captain suddenly raised his hand and said, I have a question!

Say.

Will that group of super soldiers participate in the exercise?

The captain's words were representative of all the paratroopers, expressing the doubts in their hearts.

As a teammate, Astartes feels full of security, but as an opponent...

No, they won't participate in any drill-like operations, who has any problems. The colonel said, looking around at everyone.

The answer given by the colonel finally reassured the paratroopers, and they immediately responded in unison: No more, sir.

Then it's business as usual.

After the colonel finished speaking, he left the restaurant with several guards, and everyone sat down to continue eating.

It's going to be another exercise, Sergeant, have you made any progress with that female Krieger? After sitting down again, a comrade joked.

As soon as the ridicule came out, all the comrades in arms focused their attention on the corporal.

This topic has been going on for two months. Give me enough time. The sergeant said with a normal expression, picked up the metal spoon, and said in a slightly solemn tone:

Otherwise, you will know what it feels like to run ten laps around the base with a 30-kilogram load.

Yes! Sergeant!

Seeing that the sergeant wanted to use his military rank to suppress others, the comrades naturally did not dare to tease them casually.

While the dining atmosphere of the sergeant and the others seemed to have become more dignified, the Zeus-class aircraft carrier Nozomi was within the gravitational range of Venus.

Inside the bridge.

After taking off the power armor of the original body, John, who changed into a custom-made military uniform, stood behind the porthole, silently staring at the not far away Venus in front of him, surrounded by an extremely thick and turbid atmosphere.

Two large engineering ships belonging to Umbrella were quickly passing by the sides of the Hope and appeared in his field of vision.

Afterwards, six small Pioneer IIs gradually approached Venus along with the large engineering ship.

The task John got from his father this time is to use his flagship Hope to escort the company's engineering fleet throughout the entire process, and try to carry out environmental modification on Venus.

The reason for calling it try is that Venus is not as beautiful as Venus, the goddess of love, which is another name for her, but its surface environment is more ugly like the fallen Aphrodite.

The average temperature is 464°C, the atmospheric pressure is more than 90 times that of the earth, magma flows on the surface, sulfuric acid falls in the rain, and a day of rotation is longer than a year of revolution around the sun.

Even today's Umbrella is not fully sure that he can turn the hellish Venus into an earth.

The Hope title of John's flagship follows the second Goshawk class ship built by Umbrella, and the flagships of Robert and Russ follow the Dawn Guardian and Destroyer.

After all, Umbrella has already sold all eliminated Goshawks to the UNSC.

Sir, the engineering department has arrived at the sky above the south pole of Venus, and it is expected to send a landing craft to enter the atmosphere in half an hour.

At this time, a report from an adjutant came from behind John, and this adjutant was still Captain Teese Byron, who was wearing a military uniform with the Λ logo and had a scar on his left face.

And the remaining soldiers of Byron and Rabat, like the mother and son, have forgotten the existence of another earth, and are now a captain of the auxiliary army of the Spartan Legion.

Okay. John replied coldly, and then continued to look out of the porthole in silence.

Byron, who understood the temperament of their Primarch, raised his right hand to salute John, then turned and returned to the center console, continuing to pay attention to the progress of the engineering team.

As for the auxiliary army...

…

In the cabin of the Praise of Courage.

'It seems that the human beings on that earth seem to have perfectly integrated into this world. '

While Sui Bian was talking in his heart, he closed the file about Tees Byron that was displayed on the desk.

As the file disappears, the holographic screen will automatically switch to the information of the Spartan Legion Auxiliary Army.

After more than ten years of development, Umbrella's legion system has been basically finalized.

A legion is composed of Astartes, and the crew, engineers, pilots, ground crew and other personnel of each Primarch flagship. The current size is about 23,000 people.

The Astartes of every Legion are inseparable from these auxiliaries.

Among them, the largest number is the Legion Auxiliary Army like Byron.

Their former identity as an auxiliary army was a regiment-level Mobile Task Force (MTF), the Hope Express whose name was banned.

The Charon contingent of Chris and Jill was also dismantled, but these veterans are still in important positions in the company, either as civilians, or continue to stay in the armed forces.

For example, Chris, this abnormal hunk, is the commander-in-chief of the Raven Legion's auxiliary army and the right-hand man of the Raven Primarch Corax.

Jill chose to go to Minos Island to assist Hank in teaching Umbrella's future military officers and intelligence agents.

The only remaining MTF in the Armed Forces is 141 with more than 500 people.

141 has a small stealth-class warship, which is located in the low-earth orbit of the earth around the clock, and is responsible for supporting the intelligence personnel on the surface in the first place.

The worst are the living dead.

Due to the high cost of maintaining the normal physiological functions of the living dead, as well as the lack of independent thinking ability and other defects, they have been frozen by Umbrella, which is equivalent to indefinite ice storage.

Krieger, which fully replaces the living dead, has a soul and can be mass-produced, currently has 10 regiments with a total number of about 30,000.

According to Sui Bian's plan for the future, at least one Krieger battle group must be deployed on the main star of the colonial galaxy in the human territory. If it is a production base like the Reach star, more will be deployed.

Even the galaxies on the edge of the human territory need to station a battalion-sized Krieg to assist the UNSC in jointly undertaking the defense.

After all, the legions led by the Primarchs cannot take into account all galaxies, and with the steady expansion of human territory, this situation will become more and more obvious.

This is why Sui Bian began to gradually disclose the existence of the Astartes to the UNSC, and even made preparations for the disclosure of the Astartes to the entire society, because the UNSC and human beings need a pillar.

If the galaxy is invaded by a powerful enemy, and the UNSC, who knows that the Astartes will eventually come, there is a high probability that they will defend together with Krieger until the last moment.

Think here.

Sui Bian completely turned off the screen on the table, looked to the left from the corner of his eye and said, How are the UNSC ministries reacting to the Primarch and the God Body?

There is a basis for cooperation to jointly solve the colonizer race, and the UNSC elite divisions have adapted to the fact that Astartes exists. The Red Queen replied.

Well. Sui Bian looked to the right again and said, We are going to use the Internet and media, especially movies, games and other industries to export content related to super soldiers to the society.

Alright sir. Queen Bai nodded.

'leftover…'

After finishing the conversation with the two assistants, Sui Bian rested his elbows on the table, crossed his hands, looked at the end of the cabin, and said to himself:

'It is a suitable opportunity. '

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…

Hey... Hey...

Accompanied by the slight sound of electric current, the lights in a passageway with metal floors and bulkheads flickered on and off.

Boom...! Boom...! At the same time, there was a strong shaking.

what happened…

Pushing a cart with food and drinks, a stewardess with long hair coiled up and wearing a red slim-fitting uniform stopped in her tracks and said in a panic.

It should be because of fluctuations, why, are you afraid?

Walking in front, the slightly older female purser wearing a white silk scarf said with a smile.

Can you not be afraid... The stewardess pushed the cart again, followed the purser to a first-class cabin on the left, and said in a trembling voice:

We are in the fault space of the transition, if there is an accident...

Don't worry... the purser pressed the red button next to the cabin door to remind the passengers in the first-class cabin, and then continued to explain to the stewardess:

It is normal to encounter fluctuations in the fault space, and I have never heard of any ship crashing during the jump.

Okay. The stewardess nodded with lingering fear.

Shua~—.

Coincidentally, within a few seconds of the two of them finishing their conversation, the automatic door of the first-class cabin opened to the right.

Standing in the first-class cabin was a young and handsome male passenger in pajamas, with blond hair parted.

Mr. Kennedy. Seeing this, the purser lifted the insulation covers of the two large trays, and instantly showed a standardized smile:

This is the Wellington steak and burger set you ordered, do you need us to bring it in for you?

Well, thank you very much. The passenger whose surname was Kennedy stepped back a few steps to make room.

You're welcome, this is what we should do.

Immediately afterwards, the purser and the stewardess walked to the first-class cabin with the steak and the tray with the hamburger set.

walk in.

You can find that the living room in the first-class cabin is spacious, covered with clean white carpets, facing the cabin door is a large porthole, and there are even master bedrooms and second bedrooms.

But the door of the master bedroom was closed, while the door of the second bedroom was open.

The stewardess and the purser put the steak and hamburger set on the fixed dining table by the porthole, said please enjoy to Kennedy, and left the cabin one after another.

Wait for the hatch to close.

Ugh... Kennedy walked towards the dining table with a sleepy face, sat at the end with the hamburger, looked at the master bedroom with the door closed, and raised his voice:

Hey, Miss Wang, the steak you asked for has arrived, come out to eat.

finished.

Without waiting for Miss Wang to come out, Kennedy took a bite of the hamburger with his left hand, enjoying the breakfast that was a little too high in calories.