"So that's where Olympus Forge came from?"
"I don't know."
"What is that Material Plane city that fell from the sky called?"
"I don't know."
Although Epsilon-Rodney-Radium-223's repeated questions were limited to the commanders' communication channel within the chain of command, Constantine was still thoroughly annoyed. He did not know the extent of Epsilon-Rodney-Radium-223's cybernetic conversion, as that was the secret of every Mars Sage. He had not expected the Mars Sage before him to have the energy to chatter nonstop while multitasking. He could hear Dr. Holden Radcliffe's computer disks spinning at high speed as vast amounts of data were analyzed and processed by Epsilon-Rodney-Radium-223's cognitive enhancement implants and brain.
A new task finally shut Epsilon-Rodney-Radium-223 up.
The heavy trucks were currently heading toward Lighthouse Base. As the advance team that had departed earlier, Zephyr One had remained in contact with the convoy. Their disguise was excellent, leaving almost no reason for highway patrol officers to stop them. Even if they were stopped, the armed personnel hidden in the cargo compartments were ready at any moment to leap out and engage in a brief but intense battle.
"Zephyr One's signal is being disrupted."
Mars Mechanical Soldier Alpha-Bronze-2 used the implants installed in his body to communicate privately with Epsilon-Rodney-Radium-223 through the chain of command rather than using Zephyr One's communication equipment. Dr. Holden Radcliffe sat dejectedly on a folding bench. He still did not understand why these people had captured him, but he could easily guess the possible reasons—the Inhuman genome, the Life-Model Decoy project, or the Darkhold. However, he did not immediately shout out everything he knew. Experience from numerous missions had taught him that if he made himself lose his value now, they would very likely stop protecting his life.
"Lighthouse Base may be capable of remotely