Three black and solemn Audi cars started from Super Technology Industrial District, drove to Third Avenue, and returned to Super Technology Building.
He-El pays special attention to its own safety issues. Each vehicle is modified, bulletproof and explosion-proof, with powerful propulsion, acceleration and fierce firepower.
On the surface, there are only three vehicles, but on the road back, every section with a slightly dangerous turn has combat personnel ready, disguised as ordinary vehicles, mixed in the ordinary traffic flow to be on guard, making it almost foolproof and providing early warning of unexpected accidents.
With this kind of careful preparation, arrangement, and extensive elimination of dangers, there was almost no danger.
He-El is not a playboy like Tony·Stark. Katen drinks and often fools around with women.
He-El has almost no contact with outsiders, coupled with strict danger prevention and security arrangements, as well as the strength and combat skills of his own human body limit, it is basically difficult to be in any danger without an army of thousands of people and nuclear bombs exploding at his feet.
Three black and solemn Audi cars were driving through the constant flow of traffic.
Inside the vehicle in the middle.
He-El was sitting in the back seat, and projection information that only he could see appeared in his retina.
"Master, Atomic Armor Prototype No. 1 has been manufactured. It is initially equipped with five micro-atomic reactors for driving power, built-in gravity buffer, and general magnetic confinement plasma tools..."
Natasha and another guard standing nearby could only see He-El's fingers pointing in the air, but could not see the specific projection. After taking a look at He-El, they went about their own work.
He-El's pupils are wearing the latest retinal contact lenses, and the projected image will only be displayed within his own line of sight. In the eyes of others, sometimes BOSS's actions and behavior are a bit strange.
Atomic Armor Prototype No. 1 The blue projection rotates in front of He-El. The armor is slender and slender, with a unique mechanical beauty and sharpness. Detailed data is marked in many places. He-El slides his finger to adjust the size of the projection, and finally decides to modify some small positions.
"Carry out application strength testing to detect the external weapon delivery efficiency of the application satellite." He-El said.
Atomic Armor Prototype No. 1 is originally relatively simple, with only basic gravity control devices and laser applications. It takes a little time to make a micro-atomic reactor. Once the micro-atomic reactor is completed, it can be assembled and tested directly.
He-El has mature technology and the most outstanding artificial intelligence on the planet. It can manufacture the simple No. 1 prototype without any major mistakes or difficulties.
Next, as long as it passes tests in various harsh environments such as pressure, freezing, flames, lava, etc., it can basically be used.
This Atomic Armor Prototype No. 1 does not have many functions, but with the various external weapons launched by satellites, it should have no problem on earth.
He-El pondered for a moment about the shortcomings. After arranging Vivian to make final adjustments, he moved the progress of the test to the corner of his eye and did not pay too much attention.
Immediately, he opened the documents sent by Natasha and the secretarial team, spent dozens of seconds skimming over some small financial matters that were insignificant to He-El, and marked the person in charge who should handle these matters, and solved some major cooperation with Super Technology Group.
I also communicated with Helen Cho, the general person in charge of Medical Rebirth Project, about the implementation of Medical Rebirth Project, and tried to solve some problems with Shikai, but after ten minutes, the email was closed.
Just when He-El finished some daily maintenance work and wanted to rest on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, the guard next to him had a stern face and raised a vigilant voice.
"BOSS, there's a situation." The guard next to He-El, Andy, said with a stern look on his face, "There is someone waiting at the side door of the podium. According to Vivian's big data, it is a gangster named: Wilson Grant Fisk, also known as Kingpin.
Next to him is a mysterious mercenary. I met him once on a mission, and I was deeply impressed by his cruelty. He single-handedly slaughtered an elite tactical team of twenty people in the jungle with knives and arrows."
He-El has seven guard captains to protect him in his daily life. In order to ensure that each guard captain will not lose his sense of danger due to being in the city for too long, a guard captain is replaced basically every period of time.
Arno has returned to Africa's base and has begun regular work as a mercenary.
Andy has grown up in a war-torn place since he was a child, and has an unusual sense of danger. He is also a guard captain who is not inferior to Arno.
He has experienced many wars since he was a child. He has been pulled and fought by small teams on the battlefield, and has walked through the hail of bullets. He is a master of battlefield tactics. His outstanding tactical qualities have earned him a reputation.
But this mysterious mercenary still left a deep impression on him. Although the mission was completed that time, the loss of personnel was the worst.
There was only one enemy, and he used knives, materials and flying arrows in the jungle to massacre an elite tactical team of twenty people.
Being able to single-handedly massacre an elite tactical team of twenty people with knives and arrows in the jungle is obviously no longer an ordinary person.
He-El mobilized the camera at the side door of the podium, and a clear picture was projected in his line of sight. The side door of the podium was sparsely populated. Under normal circumstances, He-El would not enter or exit through the gate of Super Technology Building. Most of them would enter and exit through various side doors. It was not only safe, but also saved the trouble caused by many reporters and some people who were squatting behind them.
A section of the road at the side entrance of the podium has been sealed, waiting for He-El vehicles to enter.
At the entrance, Kingpin looked like two people with a fat and fat figure, which was very conspicuous. Next to him, stood a man in a black windbreaker, with a medium build, a lean face, and eyes that were shining with indifference to life, and he looked like he would not approach strangers.
"Natasha, who is he?" He-El asked.
Natasha was silent for a moment.
Boss, I'm just a secretary.
I'm not an agent. Why do you keep asking me?
Looking at the tablet Andy stretched out and the picture captured by the camera, she could only say helplessly, "I'll ask my friend."
Soon, she asked her 'friend' on her laptop and got the man's information.
"Bullseye, real name: Lester, is a professional killer with a recurring personality, cruelty, and suspected mental illness. He served as a soldier at the Nicaragua military base stationed at United States, and later became an agent of National Security Agency. Due to problems with the rules and having funds from unknown sources, he fled the security bureau and became a professional killer."
He-El nodded.
"Let them in."