"Guerrilla warfare can be done like this, it's because the commander in the heavy armor is powerful." Ares Feng narrowed his eyes gently, "Look at the 'life and nature', full of environmental protection, in fact, afraid of death to death, the one around him deserves The vanguard, the average man-machine match is over 80. The elites of the Anti-Ukrainian Society have been divided up by them. They have never been fearless. When they meet each other, they will be rolled up. How strong is the other party's energy? A bunch of rabble."
The one who followed Aresvon was actually a nurse, who was in charge of taking care of his assembled body. He had been following a murderer patient for a long time, and inexplicably became the "general" in name. A nanny is more than enough, I don't understand the matter of fighting and killing, and I still don't understand why.
"Can't you understand this? Stupid." Ares Feng sighed and scolded, but there was not much sullenness on his face, because he liked idiots, and liked people who could hold the handle, the people around him. In his opinion, intelligence is a very dangerous thing, similar to a laser gun on his head. He must get rid of it quickly. He is very patient with these stupid people who are usually sensible and a little unable to react. He explained slowly, "The attack power of particle cannons is far worse than that of missiles. If the missile swarm is thrown over, at least one flank of the waste can be knocked out. Wrong. I guess it's because the trash is brute force bombing everywhere, and the explosion of this scale will interfere with the missile trajectory. This powerful commander's subordinates are probably just the ones who have just learned the armor. They can't calibrate and can only use the particle cannon to make up the number. ."
The protective cover of the mecha can withstand a certain level of particle cannons. After being attacked by two groups of particle cannons, the "Prophet" pirate team was indeed in disarray, but it would not hurt the bones. All the downed mechas were missiles fired by Chongsan.
Although "The Prophet" was used as a gunner by Prince Gloria, it was because he underestimated the enemy and was not really stupid. After a few encounters, he also realized this problem.
"The Prophet" grinned and stomped his feet abruptly: "Get me the data of the Silver Ten Guardians for nearly 20 years and do a preference analysis!"
The highest level of heavy armor usually spends huge sums of money to build the mecha core of the mecha, and even the dystopian association is not exempt.
Prophets regard contemporary technology as a monstrous beast and artificial intelligence as a fine drug, but in fact they often "feed tigers with their own bodies" - in order to liberate all mankind, the great prophets did not hesitate to infect these big cancers.
The AI database of the Anti-Ukrainian Society is strictly supervised, and it has almost no authority and ability to learn independently. In fact, it can only be regarded as a supercomputer with limited functions, which is specially used for war. The supercomputer does not have a chat function, and of course there is no nonsense that Zhan Lu pulled in the car, and he executed the order neatly. If General Lin saw it, he would be envious and sell Zhan Lu.
The no-nonsense artificial intelligence quickly exported the battle data of the anti-Ukrainian harassment of the alliance and the beatings of the silver ten guards. In less than ten seconds, the supercomputer became a preference analysis, and then it automatically compared the surrounding terrain to all the missiles within range. The area is divided, and the percentage is marked - according to the historical data, the artificial intelligence has summarized the fighting style of the silver ten guards, and marked the areas where the base armed forces may hide after the transition according to the probability!
The Prophet swept his gaze, quickly made a decision, picked out the three areas with the highest probability, divided the firepower of his subordinates into three, released the missiles indiscriminately and violently, and at the same time grinned: "Release the communication signal interference!"
There was a "beep" in the communication channel of the base armed forces, and the voice was hoarse.
Generally speaking, a well-trained regular army is not afraid of this hand, and the interruption of communication signals does not affect anything - Jingwang's field of vision far exceeds the human eye. When connected to Jingwang, the driver can clearly see the surrounding comrades and commanders. Yes, as long as the commander makes a move, other people can automatically understand his intentions, and there is a silent tacit understanding.
But what kind of tacit understanding can the base armed forces have gathered together in a hurry? Even in the communication channel, I just learned it under General Lin's iron and blood.
The weak sheep were still very imposing, and before they had time to carefully appreciate the feeling of "mighty and majestic", they ushered in a head-on attack, the communication signal was suddenly interrupted, and the old and young hooligans armed at the base were suddenly dumbfounded, and they became on the spot. A bunch of little babies who can't find their mother.
At the same time, the surging missiles were rushing towards their hiding place.
According to the probability analysis, the blind strike against the entire area is not accurate, the other party is blindly hitting the big luck.
If Lin Jingheng was here by himself, he would not have paid attention to it. However, the base armed forces that had just lost communication did not have such determination. They came to Liuwuzhu. When they saw the missiles rushing in densely, they panicked, thinking that the anti-tracking system Stopped.
The base armed with mud that could not support the wall was in disarray. Those who were so frightened that they remained motionless were considered good. Some of them "reacted quickly". They started running around when they couldn't hear the command. The coordinates were exposed on the spot, and they were hit by the missile. Right there, the original strict team was torn apart in an instant.
The four students stared nervously at the three-dimensional live screen of Chongsanli. First, they collectively took a sigh of relief, and it took a few seconds to react. This was not the loss of a few points in the game, but the explosion of a real missile. After the mecha, some of the people who came with them will never go back!
Thinking of this, my heart can't stop beating.
Lin Jingheng didn't know if it was because he was used to it, or because he didn't take the life and death of these wastes to heart. He couldn't see any strangeness on his face, and he used the remote system of Chongsanshang to send a signal. Through the nearest transition point, It was sent directly to Lu Bixing's mecha.
The long-range signal that penetrated the transition point was immediately exposed to the pirates' eyes, but before their muzzles turned around, Lin Jingheng made an emergency transition. The four students were almost flattened in the corner by the protective gas, and the pirates descended like a ghost. middle.
At the same time, Lu Bixing, who received the remote signal, did not decode the content, immediately established contact, sent the remote key to all encrypted and unencrypted transition points, and quickly connected to the anti-tracking system. Built with one hand, he is familiar with it like his own home.
Like a spider, Lu Bixing "sticked" the long-range signal from Chongsan to the anti-tracking system in a blink of an eye, forming a large web, and then used his mecha as a signal relay to pass the anti-tracking of all the small mechas. System permissions, pinched a "communication channel" that is not afraid of interference.
The moment the communication was connected, Lin Jingheng's voice rang: "Leap 004, idiot!"
When the idiots heard his voice, they almost cried with joy, and obeyed the order without thinking - and then almost had a face-to-face dance with the pirate mech group.
Lin Jingheng: "Missile!"
The frightened base armed forces screamed "Ow Ow", while firing missiles in a mess, they were so frightened that they cried and called their mothers and fathers, all kinds of foul language.
The pirates didn't expect the communication of this group of rabble to be repaired so quickly, and their attention was still on Chongsan, who had suddenly bumped into it.
At the same time, Chongsan swept the fine net of a dozen mechas around. The huge protective cover almost plated a layer of silver on the fuselage. All the particle muzzles were opened to the maximum, and the missiles the opponent had already sent were disturbed. He passed by.
Lin Jingheng swept his gaze and felt that this group of unorganized and undisciplined base troops were paramecias. I was afraid that they could not understand the too complicated instructions. The order to "cover and attack the enemy's tail" came out. It was impossible for him to have a space car accident, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and said very briefly: "Men's 0045 transition point, women's 0031, go!"
This is simple and easy to understand, and a fool will "take the right seat" when listening to it.
The original mixed base armed forces were busy and orderly divided into two teams out of thin air, intermingling with each other, but not at all chaotic, like a swimming fish pulled by a magnetic field, rushing away in two directions, crossing the transition at the fastest speed. Point, at first glance, this battle is simply bluffing, like an honor guard that has been tempered.
The Prophet was taken aback and thought to himself, "Pretend? Was it fooled?"
Lin Jingheng was so big, and it was the first time he was commanding such a unit. He felt like a toll guide at the door of a public toilet. With the thick protective cover of the heavy armor, he was very angry and rammed directly into the pirate mecha closest to him. At the same time, three missiles chased his tail. Lin Jingheng released a high-energy particle cannon steadily and accurately. The fuselage suddenly bounced out, rubbing against the missile, and made an emergency jump again!
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The missiles chasing him approached, crashing into the transition point mindlessly.
The surrounding pirates were so frightened that they all fled, lest they would be wrapped in by the explosion of the transition point and collided with each other.
The prophet was furious: "What are you running? Don't you know that the energy threshold of the jump point explosion is very high? What is a missile? Chase me!"
When the pirates saw it, the transition point, which had just been hit by a missile, was as silent as usual, and they immediately chased after it.
And just when they were about to follow the guidance of big data analysis and chase the base armed forces through the transition point, everyone's communication channel suddenly sounded like a short-circuit, and it was too late to run.
The transition point exploded, and the Pioneer's pirate team was like a wheat field under the thunder, and it disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, a mech armed suddenly appeared from the 0045 transition point and bombarded the pirates' rear wing. Out of the dead corner, a bunch of missiles were thrown from behind, and after a crowd of people rolled over, the guerrilla team sank into the maze of the anti-tracking system again.
The Prophet's pirate clan came majestic and high-spirited, and in a blink of an eye, it became a defeated rooster, its feathers flying around, and it was very embarrassing.
Lu Bixing paused: "What did you put in the jump point? Time bomb?"
"A detonation system reduces the energy threshold of the explosion at the transition point." Lin Jingheng paused and added, "There are some transition points. It is expected to become the front line, and it is a common treatment for the home team."
Lu Bixing asked casually, "When did you prepare it, why didn't I see it?"
Lin Jingheng didn't say a word, others didn't dare to speak, and there was an eerie silence in the communication channel.
Lu Bixing understood at the speed of light—the days when he was hiding from him.
General Lin really counts against every second. He hides in Tibet and hides without delaying his business. He is fully prepared for a battle.
Lu Bixing hurriedly coughed and automatically acted as his accompanying engineer: "They just released the jamming signal and chose three directions to release the missile. It can't be random. It should be a probability analysis model with a high accuracy rate. The energy fluctuation generated by the point explosion has a great impact, if the opponent's data processing is so easy to use, the anti-tracking system is very easy to expose, and we can't fight like this anymore."
The "prophet" on the opposite side had a close relationship with him, and the moment the transition point exploded, the supercomputer on its command ship immediately collected a huge amount of data, almost depicting the outline of the anti-tracking system.
At the same time, it estimated a series of transition points with possible ambush against the fighting style of the Silver Ten Guardians!
The pirate squadron was extremely mobile and drove straight in.
The "Anti-Ukraine Society" started to act objectively and scientifically, relying on data to speak.
The most elite silver ten guards in the alliance back then were a bunch of barbarians who followed the boss to shield the Garden of Eden.
Things in the world are probably just like this.
Lin Jingheng glanced at the vast remote communication map that stretched outside the domain.
"Understood," he said, two different escape routes were formed, Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand and pinched them and sent them to the two teams of mechas that he had just divided into two. "Retreat separately, move fast, within five seconds. Can't escape and wait to die."
At the same time, the pirates quickly discovered the abnormality of the base's armed forces: "The Prophet, the other party is retreating!"
"Analyze the retreat path!"
On the Prophet's supercomputer, countless historical and real-time data overlapped, and it took less than five seconds to estimate two approximate retreat paths, which were almost inseparable from the real path.
The "Silver Ten Guardians" prophet's eyes were all red, "Release the transition interference!"
As long as the opponent's jumping foothold can be judged in advance, interference can be released and the jumping line can be redirected. This is one of the best things of the Prince Gloria Guard.
However, although the pirates responded quickly, under the intimidation of Lin Jingheng, the base armed forces did not have the demeanor after a small victory, and they escaped and lost their minds. !
The pirate's transition interference only detained a few slow-moving ones, and immediately tried to grab the other party's fine net to capture, but the pirates' fine net had just protruded their tentacles, and the pilots of several forwards were stunned by the fine net. Lin Jingheng He has long since taken away the fine net authority of several "underachievers", and the extremely tyrannical energy counterattacked along the fine net of the small mecha, the pirate striker fell instantly, and then directly started the self-destruction program!
Taking advantage of this gap, Chongsan swept away several small mechas that were buckled like a tornado and disappeared into the energy field of the transition point.
Lin Jingheng said five seconds. After five seconds, the pirates really came after him. Lu Bixing immediately understood what it was. Lin Jingheng did not have Lin Jingheng. Perhaps it was the analysis of the behavior pattern of the Silver Fortress Alliance Army. Idea performances, and constantly make the other party believe in their own data analysis and guesswork!
"Looking so cold, it turns out to be a lie," Lu Bixing thought in amazement, "Why are you so cunning?"
"General," he said solemnly in the communication screen, "the core equipment of the anti-tracking system is in the 001 transition point. If you get closer to 001, your long-distance communication will reveal the direction of the base."
Lin Jingheng seemed to chuckle and didn't answer.
He just wants to reveal the direction of the base.
Lu Bixing understood: "Understood."
One-eyed eagle: "Wait, what do you understand, Lin Jingheng, can you trust me?"
"The Prophet" blasted out a row of particles and swept away the self-exploding mecha fragments, furious: "Trash, heavy armor opens the way!"
Even if the heavy armor is taken away from the fine net, it is impossible to start the self-destruction program in an instant. This time difference is enough for other drivers to regain the fine net. Those incomparably gigantic mecha groups ran over them like the legendary magic chariots.
And the chasing soldiers pressed hard, but every time they almost came close, like a donkey hanging by a carrot. During the chase and escape, the two sides exchanged fire several times, each of which was damaged, and the prophet was impetuous.
When Aresfeng saw this, the onlookers clearly knew that the prophet of the Anti-Ukraine Society had turned into a rabbit, and was rushing into the trap of others, almost sighing: "It's amazing, it's really amazing—our 'Sacrifice' seems to be about meat buns fighting dogs - tell the brothers to get ready to fight a tough battle with me."
At this point, the base armed forces were very close to the core area of the anti-tracking system.
The pirates who were chasing after each step quickly realized the inability of the anti-tracking system.
The energy fluctuations from the direction of the base were immediately exposed to the pirates.
The energy fluctuations in both directions made the prophet stunned for a moment, and then he clapped his hands abruptly: "I said why they prepared such a complicated system, and they made trouble for a long time to cover other things!"
Foucault, who only reacted at this time, lost his voice and said on the communication channel: "Damn!"
The base armed forces panicked immediately, forgetting the rules of the commander's prohibition on the battlefield, subconsciously turned the direction, and chased out.
Strangely, Lin Jingheng did not stop it.
The Prophet's supercomputer has long sensed the enemy's movement: "Find the core of their anti-tracking system!"
The unorganized and undisciplined base armament is like a basin of loose sand rolling down the mountain. It can't catch up with the well-trained pirate fleet. It was swept back by a wave of quantum cannons. The prophet took the pirate team to an encrypted one. Transition point 001.
The base's armed forces panic--passing through 001, the anti-tracking system is completely ineffective!
Their "honest" response pointed out the direction for the Pirate team, and the prophet became more and more certain of his guess. He approached the transition point 001 first, and started the transition at the same time. However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The 001 transition point - the core of the anti-tracking system, suddenly blew up.
The Prophet didn't even snort, and the main team was all drowned in huge energy, like a pile of smashed vases.
The entire anti-tracking, as a huge ultimate trap, was scattered and disappeared with the pirate team. After the energy turbulence, there was a strange calm.
After an unknown amount of time, the one-eyed eagle murmured, "Fuck."
Lin Jingheng retracted the protective cover and coldly ordered: "The whole team, prepare to return."
The remnants of the base's armed forces gathered together, unable to find Beidi to follow him.
Suddenly, in disbelief on Saturday's comms channel, "Did we win?"
His words seemed to make everyone forget the ban on talking nonsense in the communication channel.
"we won?"
"We beat the pirates away!"
"My God!"
Some cheered, some wept lowly, and the communication channel was full of chatter.
Lin Jingheng still rarely lost his temper.
However, Lu Bixing never closed the protective cover and kept scanning the surroundings.
Aresvon looked at the scattered base armed forces from a distance: "Ah, they have already begun to celebrate their victory."
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