Amon hung up the communication, made a gesture to send a password to close the system, and strode out of the closed crimson level confidential room.

An officer in a black coat had been waiting outside the door for a long time. When she saw the Imperial Guard appear, she immediately followed her. The large-caliber explosive pistol on her waist was firmly bound in the holster. "The missions are continuous, aren't it?" Sofia said. Few mortals can joke with the Imperial Guard calmly. Sofia from the political commissar is one of them. For some legendary evidence, many civilians in Kit City would regard the Imperial Guard as a golden angel accompanying the prophet. Although the emperor severely cracked down on religious superstition, after losing religion, Kit City found a new direction to unite the tribe, that is, to serve the emperor's new empire. "As far as I know, you have been carrying out tasks for more than a week. Have you ever experienced sleep?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't have time to induce sleep during this rotation cycle." Amon took the electronic seal on the data board and determined his mission. Even as an edict officer, he had to personally perform tasks with his weapons, such as maintaining the safety of the Yugoslavia's federal trade channel. "But it's not difficult to supervise the training of S.H.E.L.D. agents and send them back to the United States are not difficult. My colleagues have completed most of the tasks. Sofia, I hope that the soldiers you sent to the lighthouse base can complete the mission."

"Don't worry, Agent Colson is very well-behaved. He wants me to say that He has too much attention to S.H.E.L.D.." Sophia teased a strand of naughty red hair squeezed out from under the brim of the hat. "I have read the information. S.E.L.D. has no resources to plunder. Aircraft carriers, bases, weapons of mass destruction, and things that consume a lot of US defense budgets over the years belong to us...There is no need for the remaining agents to pay too much attention. Now the lighthouse base is almost empty, and even if there is something we don't know, Agent Colson won't know."

"I hope you didn't starve Agents to death."

"I'm not those Martians. Those who worship machinery are really hard to understand. They seem to need a simple food supply to continue to move forward, as if they don't have taste buds." Sofia shrugged. Some of the research work of the low-security level was carried out on site at the Lighthouse Base, and some technicians from Mars and Immortal City entered the Lighthouse Base and cooperated with the technical departments of SHIELD to a certain extent. Security and coordination were carried out in two parts. Sofia could only hope that the Martian technicians could be more obedient. "Maybe there is really not. If SHIELD agents eat the Martian nutrition mud, there will be a riot at the Lighthouse Base within a few days." Sofia said, "When it comes. My squad is ready to carry out the mission, and they are waiting for you to appear on the tarmac."

"Sorry again, I've been delaying some time."

"Don't be nervous, there will always be a time difference in entering and exiting the atmosphere." Sofia raised her head and smiled. "It's not that difficult to attack the US military base in Yemen. You can sleep on the landing craft and induce sleep without a few seconds. But do you think we can find the documents we need there?"

"Maybe, no one knows what we are looking for anyway, everything in the port will be burned."

"The mission time limit is ten hours, which is very tense." Sofia pressed the elevator button, and the floating drone and the camera above the elevator captured the information she sent with Amon's appearance and the signal transmitter implants she carried, confirming her permission to summon the elevator. "Do you have other tasks to perform next?"

"Yes, the Regent has a lot of work that requires unconventional means to proceed," said Amon. During the period of waiting for the elevator, Sophia did not speak anymore. She stepped into the elevator, stood beside the guards, and looked straight ahead. It was not until she arrived at the apron by the gravity elevator, and the two of them met with the 10-man team of the First Secret Group that Sophia spoke again.

"Now start the task timing, compare the time, and confirm."

There are only a few people on the tarmac.

As an open tarmac, this port has extremely high safety standards. Amon nodded and walked onto the ramp board of the Tianma Assault Transportation Boat. An armored vehicle for genetically modified soldiers was parked in the cabin. All soldiers present could be stuffed in. Airdrop modules, fuel, missiles and other items required were ticked on the data board, as well as signatures and electronic seals of the quarantine officer, the ordnance office and the logistics officer. Although these departments are not exclusive to the Imperial Guards, Amon would still believe in the professionalism of those mortals and the rigor and efficiency of the entire system handed down by the Regent.

He glanced at the ten mortals who were about to take action, and all the soldiers were quietly waiting for the order to be issued. He recognized the names, appearances and family backgrounds of each soldier, including the pilot. People from all over the world came here after training to build a beautiful world that the emperor promised. After the combat meeting, they experienced a brief induced sleep and woke up at the right time. Now they are full of energy and physical strength. The fully enclosed armor and weapons on their bodies have been repaired and tested before the war to ensure that the information system and power system do not have any malfunctions.

Amon confirmed the details of the mission with them for the last time, and then passed by him one after another onto the gunboat plane. This was not the first time these soldiers carried out missions with him. Most of them fought side by side with genetically modified soldiers more than once, and even experienced the hellish battle of Mount Fenbur, witnessing the entire area turning into a sea of ​​fire, the mountains capsized into plains, and seeing the emperor fighting with his own eyes. Amon knew that at that time he was still struggling in an alien training camp and stood out from hundreds of boys, even though he could no longer remember that time.

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All mortals were full of confidence because they had never seen a mission involving the Imperial Guards fail, whether it was formal military operations or special operations. He gave orders to the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment, watching the rigging secure them firmly in the seats, and the pilot activated the engine. He nodded to Sophia next to the airtight door of the apron, who responded, and then the airtight door was completely closed to completely isolate her from the mission squad. Artificial gravity was about to expire, and the pressure decompression procedure was about to be started. After a few minutes of complicated processes and safety inspections, the hangar would face the cold vacuum and send the squad to the sky above the earth.

At the same time, evacuated ships, agents and others near the target location also began preliminary operations.

"See you in 72 hours, Political Commissar Sophia."

"This mission is very important," said Victor von Doom. "We will have the opportunity to find the locations of US and British submarines near the Gulf of Aden and near the Red Sea. The Suez Canal will be an important trade channel for us, and this channel must not be threatened. Of course, this mission is led by me, after all, you are still enjoying hard-won family time, aren't you?"

"Don't be so angry, Victor, I know you care about me."

"If you are not serious, Milia will smash your sword on your head." Victor von Dum shook his head. Documents wrapped in kraft were laid on his desk. The left one was unprocessed, the right one was processed, and the right one was far more than the left one. "According to the itinerary, you will return to the castle in two days. Have you evacuated the estate to the island base?"

"Yes."
Chapter completed!