When Constantine arrived, he happened to see five Quinjets burst out of the lake, hurtling into the sky at reckless speeds beyond the limits of human endurance. He paid no attention to that oversight, because he knew his target could not escape in a Quinjet. Epsilon-Rodney-Radium 223 likewise ignored the five departing Quinjets, because the former S.H.I.E.L.D. satellites had already taken over the task of tracking those aircraft. The City of Immortals, having inherited S.H.I.E.L.D.'s legacy, controlled those satellites. No matter where the Quinjets went, they would know. Even an Eraser hypersonic fighter dispatched from orbit now could keep pace with the Quinjets.
"Sergeant Ronald, report."
"All major passageways have been secured." The First Secret Regiment sergeant's voice was relayed to the surface through signal repeaters installed on every level. "They're trying to retake the medical bay and elevator shafts. Looks like they want to wage guerrilla warfare against us."
"I hope you'll be ready to receive me when I arrive." Constantine glanced at Epsilon-Rodney-Radium 223, who was directing Ranger Cavalrymen as they moved AI Aida, the artificial intelligence from the Life-Model Decoy project. The Mars Sage intended to move this Life-Model Decoy project creation into Lighthouse Base, where the equipment would certainly contain a more comprehensive database. At the same time, Epsilon-Rodney-Radium 223 had summoned Dr. Holden Radcliffe from Zephyr One, along with the Ranger Cavalryman guarding him, intending for the group to follow the Praetorian Commander in taking Lighthouse Base. "Do it as peacefully as possible, just as the plan specifies," the Praetorian Commander reminded them. "My lord does not wish for the prisoners to suffer excessive harm."
"Then we'll need some help, Commander."
The reports Melinda May received from the front lines were rather strange.
The enemy seemed to have halted their advance, allowing the Agents of