Chapter 896: A New Qualified Person (Second Update)

Constantine is very busy.

Seeing him striding out of the gate of the castle with a cold bloody smell, the commander quickly stood up straight, waiting for the Imperial Guard to give the order to the First Secret Regiment of Fimbul Winter. "Don't be so nervous, Captain Andrew." Konstantin's handsome genetically shaped face was filled with the joy of meeting acquaintances. As an ordinary person who participated in the Battle of Finnbowent and performed well, Constantine didn't mind showing more kindness, especially Andrew, a guy with superhuman bravery. Although Constantine also knew that Andrew was so scared that he didn't know what he was doing at that time, but this did not prevent Constantine from encouraging him to continue to contribute to the cause of the monarch.

"You can start working," said the Praetorian Guard, "I have other tasks."

"Of course, my lord." Andrew saluted, then turned his head and ordered the Fifth Intelligence Squad and Sixth Assault Squad of the Fimbul Winter First Secret Regiment who were waiting here to start working according to the plan. They will start with the survivors in the castle who did not participate in the meeting, and take over all the intelligence and business of the two mafia families. A Mafia, essentially an agency of the Immortal City, will emerge, with stooges appointed by Constantine performing in front of the stage, manipulating the Italian state by taking over the economic crimes of a new generation of Mafia - a more stringent Greater financial clout and greater electoral clout resulting from the "Law of Silence", more powerful and well-trained armed men, and more funding from the First Secret Regiment at Fimbul Winter.

Of course, many businesses that should not exist will also be eliminated at the same time. Such as drug trafficking, human smuggling and other crimes that the Supreme King of the Immortal City cannot tolerate.

The Imperial Guards did not stay for long, and Constantine boarded his anti-gravity single-person motorcycle coated with gold, inlaid with gemstones, and various high-tech weapons and equipment, and started the vehicle to drag the blue plasma tail flames to the pitch-black sky. night sky. On this ordinary night, a tragic massacre against the two major mafia families kicked off, spreading across the main island of Italy, Sicily and even the entire European continent. Even mafia members hiding in the United States and South America could not escape Finn. The persistent pursuit of the First Secret Regiment of Bullwinter.

In terms of the fighter jets and all kinds of heavy firepower equipped for the First Secret Regiment, it is really a bit of a fuss to hunt down the mafia, even if it is dispatched by the Sixth Commando trained according to the standards of the SEAL Team Six, it is more than enough. But Constantine still made a plan like this. He planned to make the First Secret Regiment of Fimbul Winter work seamlessly with other departments of the Immortal City instead of becoming a lone wolf.

The leaderless Mafia executives will be targeted by the First Secret Regiment of Fimbul Winter, and no one will survive except the Mafia members who voluntarily surrendered. This has made many people who have experienced the mafia gang wars set off by Corionesi from the 1970s to the 1990s feel uneasy again. Those officials of the Italian government who had received bribes rushed to use their connections to inquire about the new mafia. What is the background to determine the next direction of the wind.

A report on the Mafia would be on Salomon's desk a day later.

The report would tell him the details if he had seen it on the morning news channel. If he hadn't turned on the TV at breakfast to see the morning news channel, the report would have informed him of what the Praetorian Guards had done last night - Salomon had no knowledge of Constantine's actions , the Praetorian Guard was granted extremely high autonomy because he had all the trust of Salomon. This is the unshakable loyalty brought about by the complex and obscure genetic alchemy and genetic science. As long as Constantine thinks it is beneficial to Salomon, he can act independently without approval.

Even if Salomon creates more Imperial Guards in the future, Constantine is one of the few officers who enjoys this authority.

"My lord."

Salomon shook his head, motioning for the Janissaries in power armor to sit across from the dining table. Dinah brought out a chair from the storage room that had been specially modified to accommodate the Praetorian's size and weight, so that the Praetorian did not need to awkwardly lock the power armor's servo joints in a half-squat position. Dana served Constantine a breakfast of tomahawk steak weighing two kilograms, garlic butter bread, and vitamin wine as ordered. Constantine obediently picked up the special tableware and ate in silence.

The master and servant finished their breakfast respectively, and then gulped down the special medicine produced by the biological genetic laboratory.

This amount of food is an appetizer for him and Salomon, and the daily diet of the Praetorian Guards is mostly prepared nutritional mud, which contains various drugs and nutrients that ordinary people cannot afford, so this delicious meal Instead, his breakfast looked more like Salomon asking him to have a snack. Neither Salomon nor Constantine mentioned last night's actions, as if it was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

"Anyone has chosen?" Salomon asked.

"Yes, my lord." Constantine nodded, and then took out a list, "It is a miracle that one percent of the thousand male children are qualified."

"What about the estimated survival rate?" Salomon drank sweet hot tea, trying to wash off the bitter taste on his tongue.

He glanced at the list on the typed paper. Most of the male children on this list are war orphans or child soldiers that the Immortal City plundered from the battlefields of the Middle East. In addition, there are also Mafia descendants brought by the First Secret Regiment of Fimbul Winter last night. Excluding candidates who are too old and genetically incompatible, the biological genetic laboratory screened out ten qualified candidates, but this does not mean that these ten qualified candidates can successfully survive genetic modification and become the Imperial Guard. The reason why Constantine was able to successfully survive genetic alchemy was because he was special enough, and this particularity dates back to the secrets of the Macedonian dynasty in the tenth century AD. For these ordinary boys, although they also have genetic adaptability, whether they can become Imperial Guards depends on whether they will die in the operating table, genetic alchemy table, or mechanical womb.

Even if they have completed the body and soul sublimation, there are still cruel alien trials and intensive learning waiting for them. Only if they survive can they put on this gorgeous power armor, abandon everything in the past to serve Salomon, fight with him on the battlefield against the enemy of mankind, and walk in the palace to provide advice to Salomon.

Salomon put down the paper and began to recall the information of these children on the list.

Kaf, boy, seven years old, Iranian. Black curly hair, war orphans, parents killed by shelling.

Badiya, boy, six years old, Iranian. Brown-black curly hair, his father is an alcoholic, and his mother's whereabouts are unknown.

Giuseppe, boy, seven years old, Italian. Straight black hair, his father was an accountant of the Mafia, who was killed for refusing to surrender.

Lucas, boy, five years old, Persian. Victims of human trafficking by the Italian Mafia "Our Cause".

"Dr. Maya Hansen said that the highest success rate is 0.01%." Constantine shook his head, "I have seen the candidates on this list, most of them are healthy, and at least one qualified person can bear it." Transformation. I think my future subordinates should be among these ten people."

"It's best not to be optimistic, Constantine. I'll make a bet with you on my favorite dagger." Salomon said, "Continue to select qualified candidates and continue to test. Forbidden The Guards have to scale, so we can win our first invasion. Get Stephanie ready for the meeting, and I'll have a good chat with these kids, tonight."

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