Human Light Umbrella

When the train arrived at the station, Shirley and Leon took their luggage and walked out of the carriage.

When they came outside the station and looked up at the largest urban area, Shirley was shocked far beyond the plain tunnel.

Inside the dome is no different from a city on Earth, but more modern.

The towering buildings in the city center are filled with a large number of holographic advertisements, as well as various types of engineering or emergency flying boats, shuttling above the dome.

The ground is even more neatly planned, and a large number of green plants are planted beside the street, which is in stark contrast to the barren surface outside the dome.

"Let's go Shirley, you will see more surprising things than these in the future."

Leon reminded with a smile, then pulled the suitcase and walked towards the street.

"Yes, Uncle Kennedy... yes, sir."

Shirley, who regained her composure, changed her address to Leon, and walked forward with the same suitcase, asking:

"Sir, according to your experience, what should we intelligence agents do when we arrive in an unfamiliar environment?"

"Of course it's the same as what you learned, first get familiar with the environment and understand the situation here." Leon replied patiently.

When he found a yellow-painted taxi with a "taxi" sign on the roof parked on the side of the street, he said even more meaningfully:

"Next, your first lesson is to learn how to hail a taxi with me."

"Take a taxi??"

Chapter 2 and Four

Take a taxi?

Intelligence agents are not qualified to mobilize various means of transportation deployed by the company locally, so why do they need to take a taxi?

"..." But Leon showed a very serious expression, which really confused Shirley, who didn't know what to say or how to ask.

"You'll know later, come with me."

Leon, who saw that Shirley was confused, didn't explain, but walked towards the taxi with the suitcase.

"Okay...sir." Shirley followed Leon.

As soon as the two approached, the bearded and turbaned taxi driver got out of the car.

The driver first opened the trunk, then walked towards Leon and Shirley, and laughed out loud with a Middle Eastern emphasis:

"Oh~! Dear friends, welcome to Mars City! Come! Beautiful girl, let me help you!"

With that said, the driver enthusiastically helped Shirley take the suitcase, put the handle away and put it in the trunk.

Put it away, the driver is ready to help Leon again.

But Leon smiled and shook his head to indicate that he was coming, and then put his luggage in the trunk as well.

The next three got into the car.

The driver started the engine, put his left hand on the steering wheel, leaned on the armrest box with his right elbow, and asked with a smile to Leon, who was sitting in the co-pilot, and Shirley, who was sitting in the back seat:

"It should be the first time for the two of you to come to Mars."

"Yes." Leon looked at the city outside the car window, pretending to be very yearning, and said to the driver:

"My brother and sister saved up some money, and took advantage of the discount to buy air tickets that can travel around all the colonies in the solar system. We are going to experience the local environment for ourselves."

"Oh~!" The driver suddenly realized: "The two are the colonists who called accordingly, I guessed right."

"Well, after all, the benefits are too tempting, and the pressure of competition on Earth is too great, hehe..." Leon scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

"Understood." The driver nodded again and again, and "sincerely" recommended:

"In this case, I suggest you two go to the Natalie Hotel in District 13. The room is spacious and the surrounding environment is very good. Mention my name to the proprietress and get a discount.

I heard that there are many apartments for sale nearby. If you finally choose to settle on Mars, you may be able to choose your favorite residence in advance. "

"Thank you so much. To be honest, we are quite clueless, so let's go to Natalie's Hotel!" Leon also thanked "sincerely".

"okay!"

The driver who received an affirmative answer became even more emotional. He clocked up and drove the crowd away from the street, heading towards District 13 at the west end of the dome.

"Boy, let me tell you, this is District 2, there are duty-free shops everywhere, and there is a food court..."

The taxi walks through the spacious streets, and the driver will introduce it whenever he passes by a landmark building or enters a new neighborhood.

Lyon is also good at talking, asking about the characteristics of each neighborhood, or asking if there is any big news in the colony recently.

"... "

Shirley, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at Leon who had a happy conversation with the driver, and couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, and opening her eyes slightly to express her current surprise.

Because Leon seemed to be chatting, but he actually had a general idea of ​​the current situation of Mars City. By the way, he also asked the driver what kind of people there were in each block and what was worth noting.

Shirley never expected that taking a taxi would yield such rewards. Minos Island had never taught her what she saw before.

Otherwise, Leon was hailed as a legend by all the company's intelligence officers.

The number of vehicles in the central dome city area is far less than that of the major cities on the earth, and the traffic is smooth. Therefore, within half an hour, the driver drove the two of them to the 13th district at the west end.

Looking out the car window, Shirley felt "deceived".

Because the environment in District 13 is not as good as the driver said, on the contrary, it is mostly compact apartment buildings, one next to the other.

Even the green belts beside the streets are not as many as in other areas, and there are many people in small groups on the sidewalks.

Even as a fledgling newcomer, Shirley judged that the people gathered should be members of local gangs, which indirectly shows that the law and order in District 13 is not good.

At this time, the vehicle stopped in front of a low-rise building that looked like a motel.

A holographic billboard on one side of the building shows a girl with pink bunny ears and the slogan "Natalie welcomes all strangers".

Park your car.

"Young man, there are 34 credits in total. Seeing how we hit each other so well, let's get [-] credits!"

The driver still looked hospitable and switched the number on the meter to thirty, completely ignoring the real appearance of District 13.

"Thank you so much!"

The same is true for Leon, who took out a mobile phone that was only a little thicker than a bank card, stuck it on the magnetic screen of the meter, and happily paid [-] credits.

"Cheer up! Boy, just ask me if you have anything to do in the future, haha!"

The driver laughed heartily, and got out of the car again to help Leon and Shirley unpack their luggage, and even helped carry the luggage into the hotel lobby, before saying goodbye to them.

Immediately afterwards, the two came to the front desk.

I got two single rooms from the proprietress who is too plump and speaks Russian, and stayed in this Natalie Hotel.

Shortly after.

The two packed their luggage and left the hotel. On the way to the nearest hotel, Shirley couldn't help admiring Leon:

"Sir, I didn't expect you to get information on the Mars colony and a potential informant by the way just by taking a taxi."

"Yes, it seems that you have learned the essence of taking a taxi." Leon nodded.

More than ten years of taxi-hailing experience not only taught Lyon how to bargain, but also made him discover that the trail information held by taxi drivers is often more reliable than the local police station, which is very suitable for developing into a local intelligence network.

For example, just now, the driver got a soliciting commission from the hotel proprietress, and Leon got local information, a win-win situation.

"So, sir, did you voluntarily give up the transportation convenience provided by the company?" Shirley asked curiously.

heard.

There was a fleeting embarrassment on Leon's face, but he quickly recovered and nodded, without seeming to deny it, and changed the topic and said:

"After dinner, I will introduce you which occupations are suitable for use as an intelligence officer's identity disguise. My recommendation is the colonial sheriff, that is, the police officer, but this needs to be considered by yourself.

Take a rest tonight, get rid of the time difference between Mars and Earth, and then you will submit the transportation application to the company tomorrow.

You are about to become an official intelligence agent, and it is time to let you know what kind of people are stationed on Phobos. If Mars encounters high-risk abnormal creatures in the future, they will be your backing.

After that, I will take you to Deimos, which is the boundary between UEG and UNSC, and also an important dock and defense line in the solar system. "

"Okay sir." Shirley nodded.

Chapter 2 Death Corps and Noisy Communications

The next day.

Irregular in shape and about [-] kilometers in diameter, Phobos, like a super-large potato, is in orbit [-] kilometers above the surface of Mars.

One side of Phobos is covered with man-made facilities, four 300-caliber plasma cannons, a large number of pulse close-in anti-aircraft guns, and a giant air valve with a diameter of 200 meters and a "film" emitting blue light.

Through the film, you can even vaguely see various internal facilities, as well as staff wearing protective clothing, and a large number of transport boats with eye-catching red and white umbrella logos enter and exit Phobos through the air valve.

In addition to the official name of Phobos, people also call it "Phobos", but since it was transformed into an orbital base by the Umbrella Engineering Department, the company prefers to call it "Krieger ( Krieg)".

In the channel at this time, there was a Yugull II transport aircraft, painted black and belonging to the Umbrella Armed Forces Department, parked outside the air valve.

After obtaining the entry clearance, the pilot continued to drive the transport plane into the interior of Krieger, landed in the designated area, and lowered the tail hatch.

Immediately afterwards, Leon led Shirley out of the cabin and walked deeper into Krieger.

While walking, Shirley observed the port at the gas valve.

She saw the transport boat belonging to the company unloading a large number of containers, most of which were living supplies, but a few were marked with the biochemical logo of "".

It made her wonder what kind of force is stationed in this orbital base.

Leaving the port, Leon led Shirley through the passage inside Krieger, and explained to her:

"As an intelligence officer, you need to know how many armed security guards there are near the area under your jurisdiction, as well as the mobile task force that is best at fighting anomalies."

At the beginning, the scope of human activities was limited to the earth. When the intelligence agents found anomalies and called for support, the MTFs who had been sailing with the fleet in low-earth orbit for a long time would provide corresponding support as soon as possible.

Times are different now, as the scope of human activities spreads to the entire solar system, the above steps are no longer applicable.

Therefore, each colony will have a corresponding number of MTFs stationed there.

"Well, yes..." Shirley asked curiously: "Sir, what about the Astartes?"

Even as the daughter of William Birken, her understanding of Astartes, like most of the internal staff, is very little.

To her, and to most of her staff, the most mysterious and powerful of the company's armed branches are the Astartes.

As for Ghostbusters?

The files of the members of this force have been erased, and there is little known existence.

"They?" Leon was taken aback when he heard the question, then smiled and said:

"If they respond to your support, it means that the level of the abnormal phenomenon is at least Hera (level three). Before they arrive, you need to consider how to survive, so don't expect them to come support."

"So it's like this..." Shirley suddenly realized.

During the conversation, the two came to a gate.

Leon took out his employee ID card, inserted it into the terminal on the right side of the gate to read it, and entered his personal password.

After the gate slowly opened, Leon took back his employee card and led Shirley to move on.

Walking into the passage at the other end of the gate, Shirley saw the MTFs wearing only black short-sleeved shorts and lying on the multifunctional chairs, as if they were resting with their eyes closed, through the frosted glass windows on both sides.

Frost condensation indicated that the indoor temperature was below zero, but this group of young and handsome MTFs did not respond.

In stark contrast to the technicians in their white jumpsuits, checking the status to make sure the equipment is functioning properly.

Shirley instantly understood why a container marked with "" was sent here.

Leon walked to a glass window, looked at an MTF being inspected by a technician, and explained to Shirley beside him:

"They are one of the company's elite contingents, Krieger, who are best at fighting against abnormal phenomena that can affect our human emotions and thinking, because Krieger has almost no emotions, is not afraid of pain, and is not afraid of death."

"Krieger..." Shirley looked at the expressionless Kriegers and muttered to herself.

Krieger, dubbed the "Death Corps" by Sui Bian, is actually a branch of the Living Dead Task Force.

The establishment of the living dead has not been cancelled, but the scale is still maintained at a company, and they have been stationed at the Luna base on the moon for a long time.

Krieger is the "mass-produced" version of the living dead.