The lunar base already knew about the fierce battle that took place at the Zenith space station—it wasn’t that there was a problem with the signal blockade of the drone swarm, but that as long as the eyes were not blind, one could see the bright spot in space by looking up from the lunar base. There are a lot of light spots flickering around the spot, and a little sophisticated optical observation equipment is enough to clearly observe that the space station arranged in the high orbit of the parent star is being "sieged" by a group of unknown war weapons.
The war was obvious—at least from the perspective of the people on the moon base, they were suffering from a new war.
In fact, the moment the drone swarm blocked the Zenith communication network, the lunar base issued a very high-level security alert, and then thousands of optical observation stations and radar antennas turned in that direction. The inhabitants of the moon tried to figure out what was going on, but apart from optical observations, other means of communication—including all secret channels and emergency communication channels—had nothing but clutter, and the radar transmissions were completely unrecognizable. distorted signal.
Without convenient means of communication and radar observation, the agents on the moon found that they could only rely on their eyes to understand the situation on the distant battlefield. These artificial intelligence beings representing advanced technology felt as if they had fallen into the In some ancient times, the most primitive means must be used to collect intelligence and formulate strategies based on this information—just as recorded in the great think tank, humans in the medieval savagery relied on waving flags, lighting fireworks, and "seeing" on the battlefield. I act with winks" to convey the signal, and the agents at the moment are similar, which makes the lunar society, which has always been orderly, a little flustered.
However, under the control of the mastermind in the fortress, the order was still restored quickly, and then a series of response instructions based on the current situation were issued from the fortress, and a large number of space fighters lifted off from the base on the moon, space warfare that is rarely launched The fast gunboat also left the star port with a roar: According to the results of optical observations, the one besieging the Zenith is a mysterious enemy with extremely fast speed. The cumbersome battleship and heavy gunboat are probably useless to deal with them. Only massive The uninterrupted shooting of rapid-fire guns can effectively strike those monsters, so the troops that rise from the moon base are basically this type of fast units.
Of course, the more important reason is that the agents hardly have many heavy warships available: In the process of fighting against the planet devourer, the heavy space warships that can only perform space bombing missions are almost useless. The old antiques are almost eliminated.
The support troops who kept flying away from the moon naturally fell into Hao Ren's eyes.
The cleverly camouflaged attack aircraft (Lily vividly gave this aircraft a provisional name "Trojan Horse") was approaching the lunar surface according to the predetermined trajectory, although it did not make direct contact with the support troops who lifted off from the lunar surface, However, with a large number of aircraft taking off from the moon, such a wounded aircraft landing will undoubtedly appear quite eye-catching—so Hao Ren has been worried since just now whether this "Trojan horse" is very It will be seen through soon, but as time goes by, he finds that his worries seem unnecessary.
The aircraft is passing every identification checkpoint without a hitch: even though it doesn't even have a real pilot.
In the cockpit of the aircraft, the seat on the seat is actually a data terminal, which projects a vivid holographic image of the original pilot of the aircraft: this is for certain inspection platforms Automatic image acquisition equipment on. On the screen in front of the driver, the conversation records between the lunar security system and the onboard computer are constantly displayed:
"XX tower calls flight unit XXXX and submits the identification code."
"Response No. XXXX, the identification code has been submitted, and the request has passed Barrier No. 1."
"XX tower asked the flight unit of XXXX to record the reason for your behavior."
"XXXX responded that the machine was attacked on the Zenith battlefield and lost its ability to fight back. Because the space station was blocked by the enemy group and could not return to the station for maintenance, it urgently went to the lunar base to perform maintenance procedures."
"The XX tower has conveyed instructions that the Zenith seat-related information has been listed as high-priority information by the mastermind, please upload the battlefield recorder information."
"XXXX understands, uploading battlefield recorder data..."
On one side is the shipboard computer whose core program has been modified by the autonomous machines, and on the other side is the customs AI of the lunar security system. The two computers with not very high intelligence are chatting in full swing using the automatic question-and-answer program.
And Hao Ren expected early on that the fighter that ran out of the Zenith would be highly valued by the mastermind on the moon, so he prepared a carefully prepared battlefield record in the onboard computer in advance. Now it seems that this Battlefield records also come in handy.
During this process, the "Trojan Horse" finally passed all the air control barriers, and slowly lowered its altitude to approach a building complex composed of a large number of hemispherical domes on the lunar surface. One of the domes in the building complex received A signal to enter the port was requested, and the hemispherical dome immediately opened a circular hole large enough for fighter planes to enter, and a large number of mechanical structures in operation could be seen inside the hole.
This is the automated maintenance factory built by the agents.
"I didn't expect it to be so easy," Hao Ren couldn't help but said to N-6 as the aircraft slowly fell into the dome building, "the whole process is controlled by an automatic system, and it doesn't look like a particularly intelligent one... If you arrange some advanced AI, such as bionic robots like you to guard the gate, I am afraid it will not be so easy to get in. At least you can ask some more flexible questions."
"However, that will greatly reduce the efficiency and waste the service life of our logic circuits," N-6 shook his head, "The automatic system is sufficient, efficient and fast, and can batch process the data when the large army enters and exits. It’s not that people like you whose technological strength is far superior to ours appear, the automatic identification system will not be so easily deceived—and if you encounter an opponent of your level, I believe that even upgrading the identification system will be useless, you can easily New solutions can be developed.”
The logical judgment of the robot lady is still so simple and straightforward, she doesn't feel embarrassed at all because her group is in a weak position. She seems to be just stating the facts, but Hao Ren feels a little embarrassed.
"Ahem, in fact, if it is not necessary, we still hope to establish communication with survivor civilizations like yours through normal channels," Hao Ren rubbed his nose, "However, the situation forced me, and I really have no choice."
At this time, Lily glanced at the screen hanging in the cabin: "Landlord, we are flying in... It seems that something is approaching."
After entering the dome building, the control of the aircraft was automatically taken over by the building's maintenance system. In order to prevent the alarm from being triggered, the data terminal did not stop this process. At this moment, Hao Ren glanced at the situation outside, and saw that the Proctor attack plane he was on was being grabbed by a group of powerful mechanical arms and sent to a metal platform—a large number of servo machines were moving from the ground around the platform. Rise up, electronic eyes with red lights are installed at the front of each small mechanical arm, they move around the scarred attack aircraft, to confirm the damage of this war machine and prepare to formulate a maintenance plan: If this continues, They can quickly find out about the unusualness of this aircraft.
However, Hao Ren had already made arrangements for this. At the same time as the maintenance platform was activated, the hatch of the attack aircraft opened a small crack, and a blue light rushed out from inside in the blink of an eye. The nearest mechanical arm just slightly tilted his steel head, and the electronic eyes installed on the engineering claws flickered twice, taking the streamer just now as a normal lens reflection.
However, the data terminal has already quietly flew to the corner of the maintenance workshop. According to the information provided by N-4, it found the hexagonal metal device installed on the wall without any problems: this is the control of the maintenance workshop. center, while it also connects all the automation systems of the entire complex nearby.
The data terminal sticks itself on the surface of the metal device, and a large amount of data and patterns are immediately refreshed on the display at the front of the metal device. With the injection of foreign codes, each thread on the screen changes from the normal green color to the error message. Red, followed by everything back to normal.
At least on the surface it looks normal.
"The virus has taken effect, partner," the data terminal sent back a message, "The scope of the infection is expanding, you can come out now."
There was a slight mechanical friction sound from the belly of the "Trojan Horse", and then the armor plate used for camouflage was completely flipped over. Hao Ren led the others to jump out one by one: they were in the eyelids of a large number of electronic eyes. It was swaggeringly moving under the floor, but the surrounding mechanical arms did not respond to it.
Lily poked the nearest robot hand with her paw curiously, and the robot hand moved sideways dully, but there was no other major reaction.
"Don't poke, these things won't respond," Hao Ren patted Lily on the head, calming the husky spirit's exuberant curiosity a little bit, "The data terminal has injected all the systems in this maintenance center Viruses, now they believe they are performing a complex but smooth repair process."
"The virus cannot provide cover for too long," N-6 reminded, "According to the prescribed procedures, the pilot of this attack aircraft needs to go to the nearest barracks to report and execute the combat data extraction procedure within one hour, so we only have An hour, and after that the Agents will know there's something wrong - and so will the Mastermind."
Hao Ren nodded: "That's enough, we just need to get out of this place."
All the systems in the repair center have been infected by viruses, and since the agent society is built on the basis of artificial intelligence and automatic control systems from top to bottom, all operations of the repair center are controlled by computers—so Hao Ren and his entourage left this place almost grandly, except that they had to bypass some patrolling soldiers, they didn't need to care about any monitoring equipment.