After waiting for less than three hours, the Americans on the ground finally transported the equipment they needed from the base in Qatar.
Looking at the various equipment and hundreds of combat personnel that were parachuted in by a few Hercules transport planes, William narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You came so quickly?" "Looks like we won't stop until we turn the base upside down."
"Build two Transformers on Planet X17."
After Sunday heard this, he immediately reminded, "Sir, I must remind you that we are still unable to control the Transformers of the Decepticons. If we use them now, not only will we not be able to retrieve them, we will also expose your other base."
"It doesn't matter, I've never thought of recycling them anyway." William said indifferently, "Just treat it as a one-time use combat machine."
"Understood, sir. The construction task has begun. It is expected to be completed in two hours."
William was planning to attack the American base. At this moment, in the Sahara Desert, a group of old American soldiers who had rushed over were also discussing how to test the defense system of the desert base.
Half an hour later, a disc-shaped drone the size of a dinner plate was controlled and slowly descended into the base along the destroyed metal dome.
Through the screen, seeing the various facilities destroyed by bullets and energy cannons, the engineer of Luo Ma Company sighed with heartache.
Unfortunately, before he could sigh for long, the Gatling that had attacked four mercenaries a few hours ago popped out from a metal base. With a burst of flames and a metal storm, the drone was immediately destroyed.
"It's this Gatling. Get someone to destroy it with a rocket launcher."
Upon receiving the order, two old American soldiers lay on the metal edge of the dome, carrying a rocket launcher. They fired a rocket at the base of the Gatling weapon that had just fired.
"Boom!" A loud sound rang out.
After the explosion, the smoke dissipated and sparks flew out from the base of the weapon. The Gatling gun was directly blown more than ten meters away.
"Send someone in."
"Wait, I don't think there's only one Gatling inside. Send another drone in to try."
When the surrounding American soldiers heard this, they directly ignored the representative of Luo Ma Company who had just spoken.
Not long after, another drone flew into the base under the control of the controller.
This time, the drone circled around the base's hangar several times, but nothing happened.
Only then did the American colonel, who was in charge of the scene, agree to the descent of the personnel.
However, for the sake of safety, only two people were allowed to enter to ensure that it was safe.
The two old American soldiers landed in the base. As soon as they landed, they immediately found a place to hide. After carefully observing for a moment and finding no danger, they took out their walkie-talkies and reported to the ground.
The colonel, who had seen everything clearly through the drone, held the walkie-talkie and said, "See if you can open the door."
"Understood."
"Wait, wait!"
Just as the two soldiers were about to press the metal switch that connected the tarmac to the base, the colonel on the ground suddenly shouted, "Retreat! Retreat immediately!"
The two soldiers on the ground didn't even think about it. When they heard the order, they ran to the rope and hung it on the hook. They gave the observer on the dome a thumbs up.
Seeing that the two soldiers were ascending, the man from Roma looked at the colonel and asked, "What did you find?"
"D * mn it, we were almost fooled," the colonel said with lingering fear. "Don't forget, the alien robots have already charged into this base. In the midst of a battle, the door inside could only be destroyed or opened.
But now it's closed. It can't be that the robots deliberately closed the door when they left, right?
So, does that mean that someone or an intelligent system is still working in the base? "
As soon as these words were said, everyone present broke out in cold sweat.
"Maybe those alien robots broke through the base's system?"
"It's not that simple," the colonel shook his head and said with an ugly expression, "I suspect that this base has a self-repair program."
"That's impossible," the man from Roma hurriedly denied, "Even if there is a repair program, it's not something that a few people or machines can do to repair the metal door."
"What if it's a robot?"
Without waiting for the man from Roma to argue, the colonel said with an ugly expression, "Don't forget, William Devonshire told the world that he had studied robots and even had a finished product.
The reason why he didn't take it out was because he was worried that the appearance of robots would cause most of the low-level people to lose their jobs. None of you should think that William Devonshire would lie about such a thing. "
The people in the temporary command center couldn't help but shake their heads.
However, after shaking their heads, everyone immediately felt that this matter was no longer a thorny problem. Instead, it was about how many people or equipment they had to fill in to break through this base.
No commander would dare to make such a decision so easily.
Seeing that all the officers present were silent, Roma's representative sighed. He didn't dare to make such a decision himself, so he could only apologize and walk out of the tent with his phone in his hand.
This made William, who was already prepared to kill a few more old American soldiers, feel very bored.
Time passed bit by bit, and the Sahara welcomed a short period of peace. In a meeting room in New York, there was almost a live boxing match.
For military groups like Roma that were involved in aerospace, the desert base was their best opportunity to obtain spaceship manufacturing technology.
And this opportunity would only last for a few days.
By the time William returned to London from Mars, the base would either self-destruct or the soldiers would be chased out of the Sahara Desert.
As for the question of whether William would dare to attack the old American soldiers, thinking about the three high-level people who had been killed some time ago, the people present understood in their hearts that not to mention dealing with the soldiers, even they would become William's target.
"William Devonshire is not an ordinary rich man. I even think that if he wants to, even if he kills all of us, he can just hide on Mars or the moon. No one can do anything to him."
"No, there is no need to hide. After killing all of us, he just needs to go to Benjamin Arthur and talk to him, promising to open the passage and mining rights to Mars to the United States, and there will be people who will excuse him from killing us."
Hearing about mining rights, the people sitting in the room moved in their hearts, and their eyes glowed with greed, and they understood that this kind of thing was not impossible.
Not to mention the other interest groups outside, the two old men who had just spoken against them were likely to betray their loose interests for the ore of Mars and the moon.
"Obadiah, what do you think we should do?"
Obadiah Stane took a sip of his wine glass, and when everyone looked over, he shrugged. "What can I do? William Devonshire is a shareholder of our company.
He has 7% of the shares, but he has never come to the company once, nor has he attended the shareholders' meeting. He is a shareholder who never makes trouble.
And … "Obadiah rubbed his wine glass and looked at a short young man with black-rimmed glasses across from him." Don't forget, it's not the first time that William has wiped out an entire family.
Otherwise, our Mr. Justin Hammer wouldn't have a chance to stay here. "
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