Second galaxy.
Temporary medical soldier Alisha glanced at her comrades beside her and clenched the pendant around her neck.
It was still a decoration she bought when she was a dormitory at the Polytechnic University. It was not expensive and had no special meaning. But at this time, she still couldn't help but want to hold something in her hand, as if all things have animism, they Can bless her.
Like moths, the soldiers rushed to the front in groups, carrying opium chips with them, and went to a battle that was almost never going back.
Each soldier drives a small mech. Since the medical equipment is not enough, everyone is equipped with a teammate who has received simple medical training. They will use the chip on their body to avoid the interference of the chip man and successfully carry out a sneak attack. After that, the teammates will immediately take out the biochip to prevent the opponent from being controlled in turn.
If it's too late, the equipped teammate is responsible for shooting him in the chip-injected neck, or igniting the armor's arsenal.
Only a few lucky ones can successfully take out the chip, and most of them end up burning with the chip jade.
As the chip man began to be overwhelmed by the rebels and shrinking the territory, the experienced regular soldiers of the Central Army became less and less. Gradually, even the civilians in the original army and even the volunteers who had only received simple training began to In a hurry.
Alisha's companion is a "volunteer army". Like her, he was just an ordinary person before. After the chip man occupied the entire galaxy, he voluntarily joined the resistance army. His whole body was tightly bound, and only his brain was connected to the fine net. Because the chip manpower is infinite, if it is not like this, it is impossible for the comrades in arms to hold him down to take out the chip or kill him after the end.
"I used to be a garden designer, how about you?"
"Dorm manager." Alicia replied softly.
"This pose makes me feel like a pig to be slaughtered," said the mecha designer, looking at the laser gun around her waist. "Will you kill me?"
Alicia pursed her lips: "I will take out the chip on you as quickly as possible."
"I said that before I set off," the designer of the armor gave her a bleak smile, "but most of them were too late."
Alyssa reassured dryly, "We will have good luck."
"I have a son who is six years old and is in a shelter," the designer said. "The movies always say, 'Think about your child, think about who you are fighting for', and then the protagonist will be full of courage. , but why doesn't it work for me?"
The voice of their commander came from the mecha: "Everyone is ready, we will arrive at the battlefield immediately, recruits, review the missile aiming process - for the declaration of freedom!"
Alicia clenched her wrist tightly, trying to stop the involuntary trembling.
"But I'm still very scared," the designer looked at her with an unforgettable panic. "I regret coming here, maybe I should"
Just then, a siren sounded in the mecha and the commander's roar: "Fire!"
That second seemed as long as a lifetime. Aliza's sharply rising adrenaline slammed her brain into a blank, and then something hit the protective cover of the mecha, the gravity system failed, and she floated up, military use There was already chaos on the recorder, and someone seemed to be in a trance saying: "We were ambushed halfway!"
The marching route was highly secret, and Alicia didn't react at first—how could she be ambushed by the enemy
The next moment, she suddenly realized that a traitor had betrayed them!
Those soldiers who have been injected with chips, ideally, go away with a single blow, and if there is a risk, they will die immediately, but where are there so many "ideal situations"
Some teammates couldn't make a move, some didn't want to die, and they were finally captured. Because the captured soldiers had been injected with chips, they would be immediately controlled by the enemy.
"The command ship was shot down!"
Alicia felt unspeakable unwillingness in her heart.
How much courage did these people have to take on this battlefield? How can it be in vain, and have not even reached the battlefield, so inexplicably become cannon fodder
The designer of the mecha opened his eyes wide and panicked and shouted something at her. Before Alisha could recognize his mouth shape, the designer's eyes suddenly changed, the scurrying mecha suddenly slowed down, and Alisha's mind changed. With a "hum", he realized that his chip had been discovered and controlled by the enemy.
She bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, pulled out the laser gun, and prepared for her mission.
. .
But how can it be so easy
She is just a former dormitory administrator who has never killed a chicken. She is an ordinary middle-aged person who has to be avoided when she sees others quarreling on the road. She joined the Volunteer Army to help those companions who were injured in the fight against Chip Man as much as she could. , rather than personally killing the father of a six-year-old.
Alyssa screamed, her voice drowned in the mecha's siren, the first shot missed, but tears fell. She had to wipe one of her eyes quickly, let the laser gun aim automatically, and apologized in reverse. : "I'm sorry I'm sorry!"
At this moment, the designer who had been tied up suddenly broke free from the binding rope and jumped up.
Alyssa's eyes widened in astonishment. There was a scorched crack on the binding rope, which was sharpened with a laser knife. They're all grinding that sturdy rope!
As a fighter, he accepted a high-risk mission when he was understaffed, but he probably regretted it the moment he boarded the mecha. Small drawback - the seniors told him to do this, more than one person brought a laser knife.
He thought that if it was too late to successfully remove the chip, he did not want to die.
The gravity system in the mecha returned to normal, and Alisha fell down the wall. Chip Man didn't give her time to raise the muzzle again, and stunned her as lightly as a layer of dust.
The ambushed small mecha team stopped resisting, half of it was blown up, and the half that survived became the slaves of the chip. There was no longer any thought of resistance in their minds, and they were taken away by the chip man obediently.
This small battle seems to be the epitome of six galaxies.
Just three hours after the female teacher Alisha was captured, the location of the temporary chip research institute in the third galaxy was exposed and was attacked by the chip man. In order to fight against the chip, dozens of top bioelectronic scientists gathered here all died. The chip jamming technology, which had only a little idea, was put to the torch.
People struggled and died generously.
People stole their lives and betrayed their promises.
And the elite troops who were supposed to protect them were still trapped in the forbidden area of human beings at the junction of the first galaxy and the eighth galaxy.
"Get out of the way!" Poisson Yang seemed to have a rib exploded in his mind.
On both sides of the natural wormhole area, there are technical ships responsible for technical support, and both sides have enough jammers to close the wormhole area at any time.
And their well-thought-out friendly forces not only destroyed the technical ship at the heart of the rose, but in order to prevent the eighth galaxy from closing the wormhole from that side, they simply cut off the connection between the two sides.
This means that once there is any accident on the side of the Heart of the Rose, there will be no warning on the side of Baiyinyi and Baiyin Jiu!
"Do you know how many natural planets and how many people there are in the Eighth Galaxy? Do you know that the Eighth Galaxy has just recovered from the civil war for a few years? Can't you see that these computers are meant for infinite expansion?" Poisson Yang was furious, and his tongue was like a knife, "Is this the eighth galaxy being Mr. Dongguo once, all your friends?"
"But General Yang," the voice of a colonel from the Fourth Galaxy Central Army seemed to come from far away, "there are the main coalition forces, our comrades, and hundreds of millions of unarmed personnel in the wormhole tunnel! Their own people give up and are smashed into pieces in the turbulent flow of time and space, what are their moods!"
"How about an entire galaxy?"
"Does it mean that a small number of people deserve to be sacrificed! Which primitive tribe's logic is this choice?"
"Then you mean to choose to sacrifice the majority?"
"Why do we do such a damn multiple choice question!"
Poisson Yang laughed angrily: "You think this is a school exam, if you don't want to do it, you hand in blank papers, at most you will be invited to the parents!"
"Then General Yang, if the main force of the coalition forces is so inexplicably folded in the wormhole channel, what about the other galaxies? What about those who are in dire straits when the chip is raging? Can they wait for rescue in this life? The six galaxies add up, More or less than the population of the Eighth Galaxy, how should this be calculated!"
Thomas Yang pressed Poisson's chest and pushed him away: "Don't be arguing! Reinforcements from the three flanks of Baiyin stop Chengying!"
Chengying walked away from the non-fairway area and directly entered the heart of the rose. The second galaxy's central army bore the brunt and was almost dispersed. Following Thomas Yang's order, Baiyin San's technicians urgently intervened and invaded Chengying and surrounding frigates. Communication, taking advantage of the brief chaos of the artificial intelligence army, the messy coalition forces hurriedly blocked the gap.
"General Yang," Until this time, the Second Galaxy Central Army, who had been ignorant of talking, finally made a little bit of his own voice, "Bai Yinsan once fought for the Second Galaxy for more than ten years, and the old president of the University of Science and Technology still Write to you?"
Poisson Yang Tiezhu's heart seemed to fall into a bowl of hydrochloric acid, and the hard outer shell was corroded and riddled with holes in an instant, revealing the bloody inside.
If it was not a last resort, who would force himself to harden his heart and make a choice to kill
Fortunately, they have no choice now.
Thomas Yang pressed his shoulder: "The technical ship has also been blown up, and the communication has been cut off, what else can we do? Since there is no choice, just shut up. In case we are lucky, the main force of the coalition army is like Anakin, Can you get out of the wormhole in time at the last minute?"
Poisson Yang asked in a hoarse voice, "What if they are late?"
"Stand up, General Yang." I don't know which troop's voice sounded in the communication channel, "We don't make a choice, we fight to the last moment."
Poisson Yang curled the corner of his mouth bleakly.
The human coalition army, which had been at odds for a short time, was overwhelmed by the artillery fire of the Ten Famous Swords, and was forced to re-enter the battle with full concentration, and there was no place for even grudges.
But this time, there were no surprises in the wormhole passage, and the coalition was unlucky.
The ability of artificial intelligence to detect and kill vulnerabilities is far from human beings. After their internal communication was breached several times by Baiyinsan, they maintained fierce firepower while quickly patching and upgrading. Baiyinsan was getting more and more difficult. A galaxy of frontier guards has disappeared from the coalition's internal communication channels.
"General Yang, the other party interfered with our communication channel in the opposite direction!"
"Jingwang attack, beware!"
The super heavy armor's almost vast fine net swept over, and there was another wave of fine net attacks. The silver three command ship did not know the number of backup pilots and fell to the ground without a word.
Poisson Yang was about to pick up Jingwang, but Thomas Yang took a step ahead, and the command ship that almost collided with the frigate was able to stabilize. Thomas Yang: "You are responsible for mobilizing, I will drive."
Said, he stretched out his hand to ask for the soothing agent, but he didn't wait for a while, when he looked up, he found that the command ship's soothing agent stock was already empty!
Thomas Yang was suddenly shocked, and he realized that the coalition army had reached the end of the force. After the wave of fine net attack just now, nearly 30% of the coalition army's mechas were out of control!
The pilot team on the mech was wiped out.
"Communication channel repairing - repair failed -"
"Back up!"
Through the fine net, Thomas Yang can already see the Chengying fuselage pressing in front of him: "Shrink! Quickly withdraw!"
A reminder sounded in the mecha, indicating that they had entered the natural wormhole area and were radiated by the special energy of the wormhole area, and there was no way behind them.
At this moment, the internal communication channel of the coalition forces suddenly went dark. On the silent mecha, the voices of comrades-in-arms could no longer be heard.
Thomas Young only felt that the temple was pierced by a steel cone, the distance between the fine net was oscillating, and the man-machine interface was eaten up by the opponent at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was like a man trying to support the fallen tree with his hands. The little ant, powerless and helpless, darkened before his eyes.
Baiyin San's command ship immediately lost control, the gravity system stopped running, everyone and objects were thrown out, and a faint light was drawn in the darkness, and I didn't know who collided with it.
The last line of defense of the coalition forces was broken, and the out-of-control mecha, like a waterweed opened by the waves, was thrown to the sides involuntarily.
The super heavy armor Chengying and Long Yuan were one after the other, and with the tireless artificial intelligence army, they passed through the middle with the trend of destroying and breaking into the natural wormhole area.
And the imaginary main force of the coalition still has not come out.
The eighth galaxy, the city of the Milky Way is blue sky.
Communication was down, and they received no hint of impending doom.
At this time, everyone was concentrating on the Internet, listening to a "crisis public relations" from the Galaxy City Command Center, and Lu Bixing was on the screen in every square.
"About some news that has recently spread on the Internet, it has been confirmed by the Engineering Department and the Security Department that it was deliberately released after the artificial intelligence of the first galaxy invaded the civilian network." On the screen, the young chief still said in a familiar rhythm, and the corners of his mouth rose naturally. , his eyes are very bright, even if he doesn't smile, as his facial muscles move when he speaks, a pair of lying silkworms under his eyes will also appear and disappear, which makes him always look a little relaxed and happy.
"My staff believes that this matter is easy to public relations, as long as the tension of 'the enemy is about to invade the 8th galaxy' is expanded in the eighth galaxy, the nature of the matter becomes an 'enemy public opinion attack', and the government does not need to be too With a logical rebuttal and a similar explanation, you can cover the past with the fighting atmosphere of the same enemy, and at the same time spread guiding remarks, and label all those who hold on to it as spies of artificial intelligence. You will soon choose to believe me. - After all, I have a good image all these years, and now there are dozens of advertisements for toothpaste manufacturers in my private mailbox."
"On the other side of the natural wormhole, there is indeed an enemy with bad intentions, but I don't want to put all the blame on it - by the way, this speech has not been reviewed by the cabinet, illegal, maybe after a while It will be deleted from the entire network in a while, and I hope everyone can keep it privately and share it with relatives and friends who missed this precious opportunity and did not hear it.”
"My mother, Ms. Mueller, was chased and killed by the Central Alliance at the time to the Eighth Galaxy to meet her adoptive father who failed to catch up to save her. I should be stillborn"
In the Galaxy City Command Center, the eighth galaxy government office was blown into a pot of porridge. The spokesman team rushed into the chief's office in search of death. As soon as they entered the door, they were shocked by the guards at the door with live ammunition. The person in the chair turned his head - but it was the one The ghostly commander, Lin Jingheng.
Lin Jingheng is very low-key in the eighth galaxy. Except for his official business, he doesn't show up. He doesn't say much. After work, he just stays at home. , but when they saw him, their calves cramped, and there was a kind of fear that came from nowhere like the golden python popcorn.
"Sit down." Lin Jingheng said almost pleasantly, "Your chief is not here."
The director of the general office mustered his courage and stepped forward: "General Lin, please contact the chief immediately, we demand that the broadcast of this statement be stopped immediately, which will cause huge damage to the credibility of the Eighth Galaxy government and the chief executive of Lu, in such a situation. When there are external worries and internal troubles”
Lin Jingheng raised his hand to interrupt him: "Does the director also think this will be a scandal?"
director:""
Even if he felt it, he didn't dare to say it in front of Lin Jingheng.
"Of course not"
"Since it's not, what can't be explained in detail?" Lin Jingheng said unhurriedly, "Conspiracy theories all grow from dark places, and marrying a wife doesn't look as good as you want, don't you want to open it again in the future? Lights? I can't see anything wrong - of course, the situation is urgent, and there may be a bit of a lack of procedures, and I will remind the chief to make up for it later."
The director's face turned liver-colored.
On the three-dimensional screen in the corner of the office, Lu Bixing said calmly, "So my whole person is made up of things. I'm probably the only beneficiary of the 'Nuwa Project' that has harmed countless people—"
The director is about to have a heart attack.
At this time, Zhan Lu in human form came in and handed him a small box with exquisite packaging: "Sir, you have a courier delivered to your home. I just asked the robot to pick it up."
Inside the box are a pair of identical rings.
Lin Jingheng gave a "hmm", her eyes softened, and she put the small box snugly against her body: "I still have something to do, so stay with me. If you want, you can listen here."
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