1422. Super Soldier Program (top, middle)
A Firespray-class ship, which looks very old in appearance, left the hyperspace channel and entered Endor system.
[Spitfire class, this is Dawn Planet Defense Fleet, we have detected your signal. Your assigned code is H-4-3-99. Please enter it into the navigation computer and accept our control. Thank you for your cooperation.] A voice came immediately from the public frequency communication.
Soon, a formation of three Wraith fighter flew towards this side in the distance.
In the cockpit of Firespray-class ship, Jango-Fett, who was still wearing the full-body Mandalorian Crusaders armor, didn't say much. He directly entered the code assigned to him into the navigation computer.
[Code received, thank you for your cooperation...] The pilot of Wraith fighter said, [Since your spacecraft is not registered in our database, please lower the shield to accept the scan and explain your purpose. If there is special authorization, please provide it. As an apology for delaying your time, after you land, you can receive a small gift with the code at the nearest spaceport counter.]
Over there, one of the Wraith fighters with a scanner pod broke away from the formation and came over.
Jango-Fett also cooperated very well, lowering the shield, and said at the same time, "I am Jango-Fett. I was invited by your Governor Tang Xiao to go to Glory mothership. He did not give me any authorization. In addition, my spaceship is owned by Confederacy of Independent Systems's IFF code."
[Scan completed. Sir, your spaceship has a large number of illegal modifications. I'm sorry that you need to be monitored throughout the process.]Wraith fighter driver said.
Under the helmet, Jango-Fett frowned, his patience was almost exhausted.
However, at this moment, another communication line suddenly came in, and a woman's voice came, "Are you Jango-Fett?"
This woman's voice was very serious and her enunciation was very clear.
"Yes, it's me. Who are you?" Jango-Fett asked.
"I understand. I think the Governor did not give you special authorization because he was busy. I'm sorry, I heard that the battle situation on the front line is very complicated, so Endor system's alert level is very high, but recently I have been asking people to keep an eye on whether your 'Slave I' appears." The woman said, "Okay, I have given you authorization. Come here."
[Sir, we have received special authorization from Glory mothership... Authorization from...Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group? Well, okay, you can pass, thank you for your cooperation.] Three Wraith fighter didn't say much, turned their noses and flew away.
"Who are you? Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group? Their reputation in the galaxy is not very good." Jango-Fett said in a deep voice.
"They are indeed providing a lot of help for my project, and I am indeed borrowing their laboratory for the current project stage. As for reputation, I don't care about it," the woman said.
"Governor Tang asked me to come over, so what can you give me?" Jango-Fett asked again.
"If you are here to seek power, then I can indeed give you a lot." The woman said, "But power comes at a price."
Jango-Fett stopped talking.
Under his control, Slave I followed the navigation and flew directly to the vicinity of Endor gas giant, then entered the exosphere of the outer atmosphere of the giant planet, and came to the side of Glory mothership in the endless clouds and fog.
From the perspective of the spacecraft he was on, the supercarrier, which was shaped like a crescent and reached a height of 41.37 kilometers, stood in front of him like a mountain. No matter which direction he looked from, all he could see was an endless metal wall.
He could only see the far side of the metal wall submerged in the clouds and mist, and couldn't see where the end was.
As he approached the mothership, Slave I's modified advanced sensors kept sending alarms. The computer showed that his spaceship had been locked by at least 100 Fire Control Radar!
Slave I continued to fly and entered the mothership from the direction of the huge entrance that was enough for 50 Hunter Class Battlecruiser to move side by side.
He only saw a large number of spaceships of various models all around him, and there were more than one shipyard inside that was building some new spaceships that he had never seen before.
Just when Jango-Fett's attention was attracted by those new spaceships, a huge shadow suddenly covered all the light above his head, and it continued continuously, and it took a long time to pass.
I only saw a Cachalot-class industrial flagship with a height of more than 2,400 meters flying in from the entrance. Behind the industrial flagship, it was also towing at least 10 sets of huge cargo holds.
Everything here demonstrates the extremely powerful industrial strength of Dawn Star Planet!
Jango-Fett Only then did he understand what Dawn Star Planet was relying on to hold on to his own battle zone as stable as a mountain even after the war broke out for more than two years. He was fighting against at least four legions of Galactic Republic.
Slave I moved from a relatively narrow passage with few spaceships to enter to another area of the mothership, and landed at a small spaceport.
There are already more than a dozen scientific researchers in white coats waiting outside, and there is not even a single guard here. This is because those who can get authorization to enter this place are all trustworthy people, and even if there are really no problems, those hidden arrangements are enough to solve all problems instantly.
After Jango-Fett stepped off the spacecraft, a woman who looked to be in her 30s came up to her. She has short, sleek hair, and although her facial features are exquisite, her cold expression makes it difficult to get close to her.
The woman nodded, stretched out her hand to Jango-Fett, and said, "You are very welcome, Mr. Jango-Fett. I am Catherine Elizabeth-Doctor Halsey, currently working for Halo Weapons Group."
Jango-Fett was stunned for a moment and then realized that this was Dawn Star Planet's unique greeting etiquette, so he reached out to shake her hand a little unfamiliarly.
Doctor Halsey had no more greetings and politeness. It seemed that this handshake was just a formality. She immediately led Jango-Fett towards the depths and said, "There is no need for those red tapes. Let me give you a general introduction first. At present, The project I am responsible for is jointly carried out by Halo Weapons Group, Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group and Titan Security. Of course, Dawn Star Planet Military also gave us great support. This is...Project Spartan (Project). Spartan).
"Project Spartan? Is this the purpose of Governor Tang asking me to come here?" Jango-Fett frowned.
"Project Spartan, let me explain it in the simplest terms, that is Super Soldier Program." Doctor Halsey said.
"In other words, is this a plan similar to Clone Trooper's Galactic Republic?" Jango-Fett asked.
When Halsey heard Clone Trooper, she smiled contemptuously and said, "No, I am talking about super soldiers in the literal sense. There is no doubt that Clone Army is a very good plan. By perfectly cloning your genes, and then assisting with acquired knowledge and intensive training, they have become a terrifying force... However, for us, this is not the ultimate goal."
The group of them had entered the laboratory. Through the windows on both sides, they could see that there were many laboratories carrying out various experiments.
Jango-Fett saw that in a laboratory, some technicians were injecting mysterious drugs into several mice. In another laboratory, a muscular warrior was sitting on a chair with one arm raised, while technicians were connecting electrodes and data lines to the arm.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a mecha warrior with a height of more than two meters and an exaggerated spherical shoulder armor walked past. However, it seemed that the control of this mecha warrior was still a little unskilled, and he stumbled to the ground after taking only a few steps. Suddenly an alarm sounded, and a group of technicians came out of nowhere to debug and repair the mecha.
Doctor Halsey took Jango-Fett into one of the laboratories and said to him, "So, if you don't mind, can you take off your armor and let me give you a comprehensive physical examination?"
Jango-Fett sat down on the chair next to him and said, "I will not take off this armor unless there is a special reason. And now, you have not convinced me."
"Okay then." Doctor Halsey casually pulled over a swivel chair and sat across from Jango-Fett. He crossed his legs casually and said, "You should know that although Dawn Star Planet's industrial capabilities rank among the top in the entire galaxy, our size is far from being comparable to Galactic Republic Compared with E. In other words, we cannot maintain a Clone Army with millions of people... Although the robot army can compete with the Clone Army, after more than two years of war, they are only suitable for executing relatively simple and clear battles, so simple that you only need to point out a direction and then launch an attack."
"So, there is one thing that we very much agree with Galactic Republic's war concept - that is, human intelligence plus the body of a machine is the most suitable force for war. And intelligent robots? This is likely to lead to a disaster. Just like what is happening to Northern Galaxy now." Doctor Halsey continued, "Since we can't afford an army that can compete with Clone Trooper, then we can only change the angle - make these soldiers more powerful, so powerful that one person can fight against hundreds or even thousands of people! And this is Spartan Program."
Jango-Fett snorted coldly, "I understand. The purpose of you and Tang Xiao is to make me your test subject? This is really a boring decision!" With that, he stood up directly.
"You want power." Doctor Halsey was still sitting on the stool with her legs crossed. She leaned forward and said very solemnly, "And Mandalore, in the foreseeable future, it is impossible for any warships other than Galactic Republic to come out. Now. So if you want to save this planet, then what you need is this kind of power - you can drive your Slave I back to the planet, and then no one, including Death Watch, will be your opponent! This is the power I can give you."
She pointed outside again, "Originally, I planned to let you use CMC-300 power armor, but for now, your Mandalorian Crusaders's armor is obviously more suitable for you now. Therefore, I will also give you a pair of wings. With such power, in Mandalore, as long as you don't confront a large-scale regular army, even Jedi Knight is not your opponent."
"All of this just depends on the premise that your experiment can be successful." Jango-Fett said.
"The basic test has been successful, and I have complete data in my hand. But it will take a long time to complete the manufacturing and cultivation of Super Soldier. In addition..." Doctor Halsey suddenly changed the subject, "Do you know why Clone Trooper of Galactic Republic chose you as Primarch?"
Jango-Fett answered directly, "Because I am the most powerful warrior in this galaxy. I also heard that they initially wanted to clone Indjori, but it is obvious that Indjori is not suitable for use in the army."
Doctor Halsey sneered and said, "If that's all, then let me tell you another answer from the perspective of a scientific researcher like me."
She changed her posture and raised her hand to project a human anatomy on Omni-tool. "Let's put ourselves in his shoes. If I were the person in charge of the Clone Trooper project, and behind me was the support of Galactic Republic, I had plenty of money, endless manpower, and inexhaustible supplies. So how would I choose my Primarch?"
She glanced at Jango-Fett, and then said, "I will choose a person with almost perfect physical fitness among the extremely large human group. This is not difficult, because apart from the body, I do not need to have any requirements for him. Then I will modify his body at the genetic level to make his body stronger and more perfect. After that, the genes can be extracted."
"So, I have a Primarch with perfect physical fitness. Then, I will assist with knowledge instillation and targeted training from an infant, and train him into a cold-blooded and ruthless killing machine from an early age. After perfecting these 'frameworks', the rest is technical and tactical training... In this way, I can also get a Clone Army that is no less than the current one."
Doctor Halsey said, stood up and walked to Jango-Fett, and asked slowly, "Then in that case, why should I choose you? The Mandalorian."
"I said, I am the strongest warrior in this galaxy." Jango-Fett said again.
"I also said that the most powerful body can be created, combat skills can be practiced, and combat experience can be cultivated through countless simulation trainings. As far as I know, these steps also appear in the training process of Galaxy Republic clone troopers. In other words, even if you are used as Primarch, these processes have not been streamlined. So my question is still the same, why you?" Halsey asked again.
"Because, the Mandalorian?" Jango-Fett asked tentatively.
"That's right, the Mandalorian!" Doctor Halsey nodded, "The Mandalorian is not a pure human being. I have studied the history of the Mandalorian, and from the origin of the Mandalorian, there have been at least three great racial fusions. In this way, even the humans among the Mandalorian have recessive genes from at least five races in their genes!"