The hall was dead silent. Many people, including the commander of the small-eyed special operations force, felt a little weird, because what Xu Le said seemed to be the best thing to do on their own side.
No matter how powerful this man is, after the tragic battle, everyone can see that he is exhausted and weak and is about to fall, and the charred black MXT mecha is obviously no longer able to fight, so nearly a thousand federal officers and soldiers can't kill Kill the other person alone
However, Li Zaidao didn't seem to think so.
He looked at the light curtain silently, his frowning eyebrows gradually stretched out, and he said expressionlessly: "Colonel Xu Le, you have never been an excellent field commander, do you still expect to use such naive tactics to lure you at this time? Am I fooled?"
"The crevice in the dark zone of the Charter is like a deep river valley. The light occasionally shines in, but most of the time and area is still dark. The battleship is now driving in such a river valley, and the battleship only needs to keep moving forward and enter the river valley. In the depths, the information nodes at the most edge of the radiance are separated from the fan area of the pulse signal of the chip on your body..."
"The federal central computer will no longer be able to find you. Information node? Remote control chip? No, you will become a lonely floating black ship in the dark ocean."
"In that case, why should I risk opening the alloy gate and send the last mecha and the precious lives of the officers and soldiers to kill you? Of course, you can also call me a coward."
Li Zaidao used lightly mocking words to directly reveal Xu Le's so-called trump card, but only he himself knew that the last sentence of this passage was not just a mockery, but a real element. He knew what kind of abilities the uncle had, so Be very careful with Uncle's students.
It is precisely this kind of conservative and cautious that has been abided by for decades, which directly caused Xu Le's overall plan to be overturned at the most critical moment.
In his original plan, as long as Li Zaidao misjudged the situation, opened the heavy alloy gate opened by one-way physics, and sent mecha groups and soldiers to kill him, he would do whatever it takes to capture one in the shortest possible time. Mecha, and then burst into the third-tier battleship, broke into the hall, and directly killed Li Zaidao to the scum!
He was indeed exhausted, his infuriating energy was running out and he was on the verge of desperation, but he was still full of confidence and silently waiting for this seemingly crazy plan to begin.
Because being on the verge of desperation is not really entering a desperate situation, and he was exhausted from fighting until this time, but he has not really started to fight hard!
When Xu Le started desperately, how ruthless and terrible would it be
The Hexi gang leader who died under the sharp and abandoned hydraulic pipe when he was ten years old knew that the young soldiers of the Second Military Region who died in the underground parking lot of the Linhaizhou Gymnasium knew that the fan of the Nutshell Research Institute was split open by the Taiping Axe. Security gates know.
Medellin, who was stabbed to death by a pen, knew it, and Butcher Caton, who was at the peak of his life but abruptly ended his life, knew it, and Lekmes, who died under his gun, knew it, the glaciers in the north of 5460 knew it, and the mountains in 3320 knew it. , the seven groups of players on the banks of the mountain stream knew.
He knew it himself.
Li Zaidao also knew.
Perhaps it is precisely because he knew that, under the sudden and tense situation of the failure of the detonation order, Li Zaidao could still clearly capture the problem, be conservative and cautious, and did not leave any loopholes. However, sometimes the mind is too cautious and delicate, but it is the most direct reason for making fatal mistakes.
"Warning: The battleship is about to enter the depths of the dark zone gap. The information node and the fan diffusion area of the chip pulse signal on your body will be separated after 4 minutes, and the active contact will be interrupted."
The last crazy raid plan had not yet been launched, and it was forced to terminate. Immediately after the Federal Central Computer issued a helpless alarm, time had become less and less.
Xu Le squinted at the silent probe, holding the exposed data cable tightly with both hands, and suddenly asked, "Can I perform direct physical operations on the battleship?"
A few inconspicuous but very important chips in the battleship's huge wiring system have been found before. Now that he has become a large remote control chip in the battleship, Xu Le's mind suddenly popped up a very bold and even absurd idea. idea.
The federal central computer replied mechanically in his mind: "The distance is too far, the orderly pulse signal strength that can reach the dark area is too weak, and full control cannot be completed."
Xu Le was not surprised by this answer, because Li Zaidao also made a similar judgment, and he continued to say in a deep voice: "If you can't control it, then destroy it. The key chip position for the few instructions sent is deep in the battleship, and I can't cross the alloy gate. , you help me destroy them."
"The human temporary information node cannot carry such a large-capacity data shock. Even if you can endure the pain, the benchmark chip will be severely damaged."
"The data intrusion is not strong enough to complete the task of destroying the battleship's chip."
"Those weird things in my body might do."
"Just now you used bioelectrical pulses to carry my consciousness to find the control chips of the battleship. Now you want to use consciousness to directly control those chips through bioelectrical pulses."
"I used to do that."
"Battleships are not mechas. The experiments you did back then, as well as the controls that Abnormal Condition 1 to 71 did, are still simple bioelectrical pulses that stimulate the direct response of the corresponding components of the mecha, not real communication. and control."
"What's the difference between the two?"
"The latter means running through two worlds with completely different rules, that's myth."
"Myths are written by people."
"Even if you are ridiculously trying to write such a myth, and the bioelectrical pulse in your body is indeed powerful, the source of the pulse has been depleted too much in the previous battle."
"Tiger said that the human head is only seven and a half pounds, but it burns slowly, and it can always burn for a while."
"you will die."
"Master will never die."
"I don't think you can do it."
The conversation that took place in Xu Le's mind, the communication between his consciousness and the federal central computer was completed in an instant. He slowly narrowed his eyes, feeling the numbness of his dry face. Looking at the lines in his left eye, he knew that it was finally time to work hard.
He has worked hard with guns, sticks, and knives many times in his life, but he has never worked so hard. He has no experience and no confidence. However, as the saying goes, since he starts running beautifully, he is naturally not afraid of accidental falls, so he calmly replied after a very short silence, "I can."
The slightly trembling body supported the tired body, he stood up with great difficulty, took a deep breath, his chest as hard as a stone bulged high, and then suddenly shrank, his eyes instantly brightened several times!
The strong will continued to squeeze the last infuriating energy, each pair of muscle fibers were rubbing violently, and even the sour sound seemed to be heard in the air!
Because of the friction and squeezing of the muscle fibers, the tired body trembles more and more, and it is in this familiar trembling that those scorching powers inherited from the blood and accumulated for decades of perseverance practice, dripping instinctively. Come out, and then converge into a stream, a river and a river!
This huge scorching power enters the chip along the meridians, mixes the weak data stream sent by the federal central computer, transmits it to the arms, and then infuses it into the battleship system at high speed along the data line tightly held in the palm of the hand!
At this moment, Xu Le's sensitivity to his body has dropped to an unprecedented level. He can't feel sweat dripping down his hair, can't feel the extreme sourness from his muscles, or even feel that his skull is not. still exists.
He could only feel that a sharp alloy knife had cut off his own skull, and then countless needles were naughty and cruelly pierced into his brain one after another. The most direct, clear, and unbearable pain recently was like that. fear!
At this moment, he finally understood what the myths said by the federal central computer meant, finally realized that controlling a battleship and opening the cockpit door of the mecha are really not a matter of the same world, and finally understood how human consciousness must penetrate two worlds. difficulty.
He closed his eyes tightly in pain, his brows seemed to be broken, but he still refused to let go of the hands holding the data cable, and a violent roar suddenly burst out from his dry lips!
With a bang, as if a nuclear bomb exploded in his mind, the cruel pain caused by countless needles disappeared instantly, leaving only darkness.
In the darkness, there are countless bright or dark lines, straight or curved, following the perfect artificial geometric laws, and small dots of different brightness and color bloom at the intersection.
His consciousness seems to be floating between these lines and light spots. It seems to have no weight. It can violate the most basic physical rules such as inertial acceleration at will. He can fly with whistling accompaniment out of thin air. .
Like the creator who swims in the universe.
Consciousness stared at the lines and light spots around the body doubtfully and somewhat bewilderedly from the perspective of the Creator, and quickly withdrew to the back with a whizzing sound of the mind. After a distance of hundreds of kilometers, his perspective suddenly widened, and the countless lines and light spots finally showed the shape of a large outline.
It is the battleship Lieyang.
It is a data hologram of the Lieyang Ship without a hull, no gates, and no physical existence. A similar data structure diagram had appeared in his left eye before, but now the battleship composed of lines and light spots is so clear. Vivid, every line has faint fluctuations in transmission, as if it really exists in a certain space.
Looking at a few whitish light spots in the densely woven line structure, Xu Le had a very strange feeling, perhaps because his brain became a computing node in the Charter Network at this time, or because of the connection between the real world and the electronic world. Some kind of magical confirmation connection, he can't determine what the few white light spots are, but he can be sure that it is the chip he is looking for.
In the real world, he took a deep breath and input all the scorching power in his body into the two data cables he held tightly in his hands. In the world in his mind, two red fluctuations followed the complicated lines. Boom to those few whitish spots of light!
Due to the high temperature, a certain chip in the console of the battleship command hall of the Lieyang melted instantly, making a crisp cracking sound, and blue smoke came out along the gap of the console!
In the 588P partition area of the battleship, an information transmission amplifier was attacked by a large amount of redundant data in a very short period of time, and it fell into a dead silence after two squeaks.
"Alert! System is under attack!"
"Level 1 alert! Firewall failed!"
Sharp sirens began to sound in the battleship without interruption, and the icy electronic synthesis sound kept reporting that the switch box somewhere was seriously damaged, the chip was damaged by an overflow attack, and the chip was completely melted!
The soldiers in the battleship looked at the blue smoke coming out of the console, and listened to the alarms and battle damage reports that kept ringing in their ears. They couldn't imagine what happened. They didn't know where the enemy was or the light curtain The man in the upper room was just holding two data cables and posing as a magic stick, why did so many malfunctions occur!
"The information transmission system of the Lieyang battleship is seriously damaged and cannot be repaired and restarted. It is recommended to manually close it so as not to interfere with the normal operation of the rest of the battleship's systems."
The final result of the battle damage assessment made by the electronic synthesis sound of the battleship's central control computer made everyone's faces extremely pale. They stared at the man with his eyes closed and trembling on the light curtain, as if seeing a ghost. lingering in the system.
Li Zaidao held the back of the chair tightly with his right hand, stared coldly at the light curtain, very hard to suppress the shock and anger in his heart and even bewildered, and scolded with a cold expression: "Xu Le! I don't care where you go from Yu Feng. How many weird damn tricks have been learned, but don't forget, there are thousands of nukes on this warship!"
"Unless you can let the charter computer hack the chip to kill me directly, or my battleship can still bypass the sun through the dark zone and return to the base, the final victory still belongs to me!"
On the screen of the light curtain, Xu Le, who was holding the data cable with his eyes closed, was still trembling violently. Countless sweat leaked from the pores, soaked through the hard ceramic body armor and soaked in the thick sports windbreaker. It is fragile, like a statue of a urchin piled up with wet sand by the sea, and it may be scattered into gravel at any time without the wind.
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely bright, his pupils were strangely shrunk, and he couldn't know where to focus. He was clearly looking at the probe in the corner, but he seemed to be looking at the stars in the far distance, looking at another world, and again People like him are in another world at this time.
"You can detonate a nuke and burn this ship and your ambitions to ashes with me, but I know you won't, because you are conservative and narcissistic, and no matter how desperate you are, you feel I still have trump cards and can solve the problem.”
"Can I think that this kind of temperament is called greed for life and fear of death at certain moments? As for you saying that the final victory belongs to you, are you really sure? How long is the final victory? Do you think this story will end like this temporarily? I Will it go away, and you will wander the universe with this warship full of nuclear bombs, and then keep chasing and anti-chasing?"
"No, General Li Zaidao, you have forgotten who I am, you have forgotten that I have always done things from morning to night, whether it's revenge or deciding who wins or loses with the enemy. After today, your warships and I can only One side can continue to exist."
Chapter 391 of the Fourth Volume of Starlight Fleeting Years is always correct, then please do not be free forever After saying this, Xu Le closed his eyes again.
Li Zaidao looked at the screen of light and Xu Le, whose body was shaking violently, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He couldn't imagine, let alone accept the fact that humans could directly control the battleship. He clenched his right fist and scolded with a gloomy expression: "What are you still doing! Open the gate and kill him!"
At this time, Xu Le once again entered the world full of lines and light spots. Sometimes consciousness and infuriating qi depended on each other, sometimes the heaven and the earth were separated from each other and looked at each other. As he wandered around in the abstract three-dimensional battleship, he could feel more and more clearly. The connection between himself and the battleship is getting closer and closer.
Holding the data cable tightly in his hand, his consciousness ran along with those data fragments in the wire. He couldn't see where his consciousness was, but he knew where it was. This was a very wonderful feeling, he felt I am this gigantic battleship, and this battleship... is me.
Between the lines and points, light and darkness of that world, Xu Le suddenly remembered that many years ago when he was at Ewha University, he had listened to Professor Zhou taking a class on the structure of warships.
It was the season when he was young, he fell in love with the owner girl of the bag of puppy biscuits at the beginning, and then became uneasy because of the inexplicable brokenness of his first love, but even in such a state of mind, he was still in prison. Remember the content of that class.
Federal warships and even any complex mechanical systems are composed of three systems: control system, structural system, and power system, and humans are also composed of these three systems.
- The brain and nerve bundles are the control, the skeletal muscles, internal organs, hair, blood, and skin are the structures, and the natural things in the body become fat, blood sugar, and oxygen are the driving forces.
In that class, the professor said last week that mechas are small warships. Xu Le once thought silently that that person should be regarded as a small mecha. If we change the formula, people are miniature warships
Uncle said that human beings are the first-order machines. Could that be what he meant
With the help of the federal central computer, my consciousness can travel between the two worlds, and can directly enter the world full of electronic flow data fragments. Is it because the human world and the mechanical world are not fundamentally different
It seems like a long time of thinking, but Xu Le's mind is just a flash in his mind. The biggest problem he faces now is not this kind of dream real mapping that only third-rate philosophers are immersed in and may never surface, but real danger.
He had to end this seemingly silent, but in fact, extremely dangerous battle before his exhausted body collapsed and the internal damage caused by forcibly squeezed infuriating qi erupted.
He believes that after confirming that the information transmission system has been completely destroyed by himself, even if he is as reserved and cautious as Li Zaidao, he will not be able to wait any longer. At this time, countless soldiers must be coming here.
We must control this huge battleship of the Lieyang in the shortest possible time, make the battleship turn around and return to the Federation, and return to the brilliance of the charter as deeply as possible!
However, how difficult this is. The difference in magnitude is magnified geometrically. It is difficult to capture and control a mecha compared to controlling a battleship. It is like pushing the stone in the Donglin Mine and pushing the Philadelphia lake. The difference between the difficulty of the snow peaks!
To control a huge warship, even when the federal central computer pulse signal is not strong enough, he is only one person after all, with about the same weight, about the same height, about the same strong muscles, and about the same bright red blood. All the bits and pieces of this body are burned into energy, how much can there be
Holding the data cable tightly with both hands, as if the blood-stained True Qi was squeezed out from the bones, it was poured into it, but he never fully gained control of the battleship. At this time, his body was on the verge of collapse. Continuing forcibly is very likely to die!
In the end, it is still the same multiple-choice question that has been repeated for nearly 30 years.
How did you choose between life and death on that dark rainy night when you were a child
In the underground parking lot of Linhaizhou Gymnasium, how do you choose between the mecha and the stormy Darling bullets
In the Nutshell Research Institute, how to choose in the face of the advance of the Federal Academy of Sciences and the wisdom left by Shen Laojiao
How to choose between Li Wei, who was taken hostage, and Medellin, who was about to flee, on Charter Square
On the rock peak of planet 3320, how to choose between facing a desperate situation and starting a charter network mission
In front of the space channel, how to choose between the sinister and unknown Zuotian star field and the fleet that attacked the ancient clock
In the underground waterway, how to choose in the face of the pursuit and killing of the entire Federation and the weed-like obsession
For many people, these are extremely difficult multiple-choice questions.
But Xu Le didn't even need to spend time thinking about these issues. Whenever he found out that he could not control the malicious harm of others or his world, he would directly destroy the other party in the roughest way.
Looking at the original choices many years later, it may not be absolutely correct, there may be better ways to deal with them, but for Xu Le at that time and then, he had no choice because he believed that those things could not be selected in the first place. .
And if he chooses those more tortuous and longer roads, then he will be another Xu Le, not the current Donglin stone Xu Le.
From the beginning to the present, from the federal fugitive to the imperial prince, he has never changed, so when he found that he could not control the warship carrying thousands of nuclear bombs, he smiled and didn't care that his trembling feet were stepping on death. On the line, it was a simple and even hasty decision - if you were going to close your eyes forever, then closing your eyes would also turn this battleship into a cold steel tomb.
In the black world, lights of different colors are stacked and cut alternately, woven into countless light spots of different light and dark. Xu Le looked at the area that was obviously whiter and brighter than the surrounding area, and confirmed that it was the crystal with the highest temperature on the battleship Lieyang. Dynamic engine group.
Next to the engine group structure is the complex control chip structure, which is far more rigorous and powerful than the information transmission system defense. To destroy these chips requires more powerful infuriating energy and will!
He tightly held the thick data cable in his hand, his body trembled violently, as if every cell was burning, actively sacrificing himself to give energy, his skin became hotter and hotter, and the sweat dripped down It evaporated in an instant and condensed into a white column hanging above his head.
With the last crazy input of the magma-like scorching power, the data cable in his hand began to twist and bounce weirdly, and the console creaked constantly!
Whoa! Sparks crackled everywhere, illuminating his pale face. Between the tightly closed eyes, between the tightly pursed lips, the earlobes and nostrils began to slowly seep blood!
At this moment, a familiar smell appeared in the two worlds with completely different rules at the same time, and that smell reminded him of his original ideal of life and a conversation between friends.
When he was a teenager, he wanted to be the assistant mechanic of the purple-haired girl captain. One day in a certain year, he forgot whether he was emotional about Lao Bai, Tai Zhiyuan, or the dead Young Master Shi.
Today, he is already the most talented mechanic. Standing in a remote room of the federal battleship, he can enter the battleship system with two flicking data cables, but he is finally stunned to find that he is really good at repairing. , but destroy.
Electric sparks flew everywhere, illuminating his pale face and the blood oozing from the nostrils on the lips and nostrils between his eyes. The yellow light mixed with the bright red blood, as if a layer of gold was plated on his face.
His trembling body couldn't squeeze out a single drop of sweat, and the capillaries under the skin were faintly showing signs of cracking. Apart from the bloody smell that filled his body, he finally smelled the familiar smell, the smell of death.
In just 30 years, Xu Le has experienced too many back and forth between life and death, so the smell is so familiar, so he is not afraid, and he does not have the self-sadness of too many heroes silently martyred in the dark night. Filled with contempt and disdain, he thought silently in his heart: "Of course, the young master will not die, the young master will never die!"
The crystalline engine group in the core partition area behind the battleship Lieyang suddenly changed. With a loud bang, the huge hull seemed to be hit by a huge meteorite. The violent vibration spread to all corners, and many did not stand. The stable soldier fell heavily to the ground, his head was bleeding!
The battleship engine group did not explode, and not even a single engine stopped. The feedback data made the soldiers in the hall feel a little more relaxed, but then they found it was too early to relax.
The data light curtains in the control hall were connected to the blue screen one after another. No matter how hard the operator tried, he could no longer issue any commands to the engine group and make any effective operations!
The most important thing in a battleship is the engine. Without the energy provided by the engine, no matter how huge and terrifying the battleship is, it can only become a steel coffin floating in the Haohan universe.
Although the engine continues to provide energy, if it cannot be operated, it means that the battleship can no longer adjust its attitude, and can only fly like a stone on the existing channel forever, until it meets a certain ship. Planets collide and explode or disappear at the end of the universe!
There was finally a soldier in the hall who couldn't bear such a heavy mental blow in the face of this series of bizarre changes, and fell directly to the ground, unable to get up again.
The entire battleship of the Lieyang was plunged into the frenzied chaos of the pre-doomsday.
"Xu Le, what did you do to this warship?"
Li Zaidao stared at the room full of electric sparks on the light curtain, stared at the blood-stained face with closed eyes in the electric spark room, and murmured in a low voice.
As if hearing this question, Xu Le slowly opened his eyes. The previously bright eyes returned to normal, and the pupils that were shrunk to a very small size returned to normal. In addition to the abnormally pale face, there were also a few shocking traces of blood. Look. Nothing out of the ordinary.
He released his trembling palm, and the two data cables landed at his feet with a slam. He raised his head and squinted at the probe in the corner of the room, and replied in a hoarse and low voice: "Since you insist that the direction you choose is always correct, then I will make this warship unable to change direction again."