I have to say that the "conventional spaceship" made by imperial technicians challenging the lower limit of the eternal level is really a heinous monster. I think that except for the apostles of Xiling, no one in this world will be crazy enough to build a nearly one hundred Kilometers of warships, and the length of more than 20 kilometers in front of the head turned out to be a cannon, and the 20 kilometers long main gun cabin, no wonder some people said that the design concept of the Eternal class is a gun chamber with an engine. You said that the original design Is the imperial technician of this thing still human
Such a huge interstellar battleship has a magnificent volume after disintegration. Even if it is a wreck, the largest piece of it has a physique of nearly ten kilometers. And such a huge starship naturally has a matching complex energy supply network, which can ensure that the energy supply of its various parts will not be interrupted at the same time under extreme circumstances. 100 kilometers) spaceship power supply is stupid b, the energy system of the Eternal class is composed of a large number of modules, in addition to the core reactor for the function of the Galaxy's main gun and main engine, there will be a small The phantom energy extraction factory, each set of battleship modules will also have an independent small reaction furnace, which can be said to be full of batteries and generators everywhere, which leads to even if it is broken into pieces, there will be quite a lot of residual energy in each piece , it is enough to keep the complete machine in the fragments running for a long time, so don't think that the eternal starship that has been smashed into fragments is safe and harmless. Those who died under the close-in defense guns that were still running tenaciously after the disintegration of the warships, even if only one cannon and a blackened fixed deck remained of those close-in defense guns.
And how outrageous is the complexity of this energy system
Let me tell you this, in the case of providing a detailed blueprint, just drawing its nether energy pipe network is enough to exhaust all the cartographers in North and South America.
Why do I put so much emphasis on the characteristics of the Eternal class, which is still running tenaciously after being smashed to pieces? Well, let's look down at Viska's face...
Half of the little girl's face is still dark now. A few seconds ago, a smear caused a black spot that was only the size of an egg to spread directly into a partial solar eclipse. More and more flowers, as if to reach the warning of Bao Zheng's sister.
A few minutes ago, we found a sparking sentry gun shortly after we entered the corridor. This kind of automatic turret used to suppress enemy invasion operations has a recording function, so Viska went to fiddle with the control of that thing. The core, I want to see if its recording device can still read things, because the scars on the surface of the starship wreckage prove that it has been violently attacked before it disintegrated. The last scene before the disintegration of the spaceship should be left behind, and that is exactly what Sandora and I are very concerned about.
After inspecting the completely damaged recording device, Viska made one that fits her height of 1.2 meters and is full of innocence. I almost scared my sister to death once when I was a child. A particularly stupid thing to say: she took a look at the barrel of the sentry gun.
And that's it.
What do you think this silly girl was thinking just now? Hey, holding the sentry gun to see the caliber, isn’t it? Viska’s brain is too cute, and why do I feel that this scene seems to have happened? A certain idiot The scene where Mi Er is holding some strange things and researching them, and then his face is blackened.
Of course, this shot didn't cause any harm to our little general. She was just shocked and suffered a setback in her self-esteem. Now Viska is still aggrieved and wiping her little face, with her mouth flattened like she is about to The appearance of crying is not because of being hurt, but because he feels completely ashamed in front of his brother: although I think it is just too cute.
"idiot."
Pandora walked beside her, occasionally glanced at Viska's dirty little face, and couldn't help muttering two words, but I really couldn't see it, took out a bottle of mineral water from the portable space, and casually After roughly washing the face of Maoyan Lolita, she finally recovered her original appearance. Although there is still a small piece of blackened, it is much better than before. By the way, this kind of sentry cannon can't pierce the face, should I care about it...
Due to the direction in which the wreckage fell and the distortion of the internal environment, we are actually walking on the wall of this corridor. The road stretches into the deep darkness, as if there is no end. Based on the environment here, Viska judges that everyone is now walking on the vertical corridor of the fourth nether energy acceleration track. This corridor runs through the energy acceleration coil. It's at least two kilometers long, but it can reach the control center of this cabin, which is the strongest part of the spaceship's cabin. The control center of each compartment.
The lighting and air pressure in the corridor fluctuate from strength to strength, which seems to be caused by the lack of energy of the environmental regulation system, or there may be an air leak nearby. The footsteps of a group of five people echoed monotonously between the four metal walls , paused occasionally, it was Viska checking whether the information nodes on the way could still connect to the "final recorder" (something like a black box) of the wreckage, but it seemed that the damage to the spacecraft was too serious, it The data network of has been fragmented and cannot be counted on at all.
But just when we were about to give up checking this corridor and go directly to the control core, Qianqian, who was always looking around curiously, suddenly pointed to a dark corner passing by the corridor and shouted: "Look over there! There is someone!"
"Where is it?" I hurriedly followed Qianqian's fingers, and I saw the "person" in her mouth. Of course, in this case, it should be said to be a corpse.
A body wearing a strange-looking one-piece overalls, lying dead in a corner. We have passed several corners like this one on the way, and they are directly sunken from the alloy wall of the corridor. The next two or three people operate inside. These alcove-like small compartments are control terminals that monitor the operation status of the energy circuit. Most of the time, this terminal will operate by itself, but in an emergency, the spacecraft can also be manually operated. The power furnace was forcibly shut down, and the soldier who fell here should of course be the technical soldier in charge of controlling the power cabin, but I found that the clothes on the corpse were very strange, one-piece overalls? There is no such thing in imperial costumes.
With this kind of curiosity, and the sense of achievement that we finally saw a fallen soldier in this huge wreckage, we came to the side of this corpse. He leaned against the crystal panel that had been darkened due to the shutdown, and his whole body was abnormal. Twisted, there is a large pool of blood under his body - in fact, it is not only blood, strictly speaking, it seems that half of his body has turned into a ball of floc, and the broken limbs and plasma are spread out on the ground, and the death is miserable So that Qianqian switched to a dark personality in an instant, or the girl could spit it out on the spot.
I also feel a little sick. Although I have endured a lot of wind and waves, this kind of death is really miserable.
"It was caused by the impact of the crash." The expression on Sandora's face was very indifferent. Perhaps in her opinion, a semi-flocculate corpse is really no different from a bowl of tofu brain. "He may want to stabilize The power furnace is working hard, and half of the palm is still hanging on the emergency stop switch."
"More importantly, this is not an imperial soldier."
Viska casually pointed at the corpse, turning the semi-floc into a piece of charred dust, "a carbon-based creature."
I feel that the situation is a bit confusing. In the wreckage of an imperial warship, its sentry guns attacked its original owner. This may be explained by the failure of the turret control system, but why there is a The remains of carbon-based organisms
"Go." Sandora looked at the twisted alloy walls around, and took the lead in walking in the direction of the control center.
Along the way, we found more corpses one after another.
Just like the corpse I met just now, these battleship members of unknown origin were all wearing rough overalls that did not belong to the uniform of the emperor, and fell dead in the control room of the control nodes everywhere. Unfortunately, when the wreckage of the battleship fell on the surface of Mars at more than ten times the speed of sound, they were all impacted into almost shattered states without exception. These people are all carbon-based creatures, and they are carbon-based creatures that have not been strengthened Creatures, their fragile corpses simply cannot withstand such energy.
Pandora collected some samples of corpses along the way, and after a rough analysis, it was found that the cause of death of these crew members was not the shock wave when they fell, but a violent eruption of psionic energy. The source of radiation may be the energy pipeline of the battleship itself, indicating that they As early as when the battleship disintegrated, it was all dead, and after that, the wreckage of the spaceship fell into this world without anyone controlling it.
The three wreckages that hit the lunar surface just happened to take a "shortcut" and entered the universe a few days earlier.
"Why are they in my spaceship!"
An unstable red light flickered in Viska's cat pupils, indicating that the little girl is not in a very good mood now. The Apostles of Xiling have extremely troublesome sensitivity to the four words of imperial property, and Viska is even more She is a little lunatic who is especially protective of food. She absolutely cannot accept that her battleship is occupied by a group of "carbon-based monkeys" (multiple groups of ridicules) of unknown origin, even if it is a spaceship she no longer wants—and more importantly, , Those carbon-based monkeys even sank the spaceship! !
So now Hueska's heart is full of unknown fires, and this kind of unknown fire seems to me to be very unnecessary: you don't want this spaceship, and maybe it has been in space for hundreds of thousands of years. Why can't people be allowed to pick up the floating garbage occasionally
Of course, this is just my world view, and it is completely incomparable with Weiska's thinking. We know about Weiska, but he is mentally abnormal...
In addition, I am also very curious, why there is no imperial soldier in an imperial battleship, and its members are all these carbon-based creatures of unknown origin. The genes are very different, and the body structure is also different, but the appearance is similar. At the same time, she also found some basic elements in the cells of these corpses that do not conform to the material list of this universe, which shows that they come from a very close to the earth. The evolutionary environment is not a native of this universe, which is consistent with our previous guess that the spacecraft was forced to land from another world.
"In front is the central control room of the power cabin."
We stopped in front of a severely deformed heavy gate, Viska pointed to the gate and turned his head and said, Pandora pressed twice on the control end of the gate, but after a burst of metallic noise, the gate remained motionless: it was locked Dead, and mechanically stuck.
"The self-destruct device in the control center is still operating. Fortunately, the outer armor was not forcibly cut just now... It's really strange. If the self-destruct system is functioning normally, why didn't it self-destruct after the crash?" Viska's eyes were full of light , just like the data flow, she stretched out her hand to hold a piece of cable outside the gate, which was already connected to the database in the control center, her eyes were still a little confused, then she shook her head and said confidently, " The door has to be fixed, probably in a few minutes."
As the little girl spoke, her hands were already moving. Her index finger sometimes turned into a probe, and sometimes turned into a cutting light knife. The movement was fast, and in less than ten seconds, a large piece of the mechanically stuck door was removed. Come on, revealing the messy power plant inside and the crystal structure with unknown functions, and then like a workshop monitor biting two strands of cables and busying there...
The more I look at it, the more I feel all kinds of violations. A 1.2 meter little loli, a decisive imperial general, is sitting on the floor like an old technician to repair the door control. What do you think she is doing now? Is there anything related to your two attributes? And it seems that the technology is no worse than the imperial technicians with special programs or self-discipline machines. In my opinion, the complex gate power device that can't be disassembled except by shells, in her hands, it doesn't take long to change. Became parts all over the place.
Then she couldn't put it on...
"Anyway, it's enough to remove the stuck place." Viska scratched his hair awkwardly, "I'm not a technician... Well, Sister Sandora, please help to pry the door open, it won't trigger the self-explosion now." gone."
Sandora rolled her eyes towards the sky, waved her arm, and summoned her big claws again. The abyss claws that were feared on the battlefield are now doing the job of knocking on the door: but this efficiency is really unnecessary Said, the door made of extremely strong interstellar alloy, after Sandora pried it a few times, it honestly... fell inward with a bang.
Viska stared dumbfounded at the door, which had long been turned into an ornament, and closed his mouth for a long time: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"
I scratched my hair: "Why didn't we push it just now?"
Sandora sharpened her claws on the wall next to her, and looked at us helplessly: "Okay, there will be some problems in everything I do, I'm used to it now."
"Also, brother, I'm sure of one thing." Viska rubbed against my arm with a dejected expression, "I'm afraid its self-destruct system is also down, so we don't have to be so careful when we come in."
I looked up and whistled twice in embarrassment, and led the girls into the control center. As soon as I stepped through the door, I almost fell to the ground.
"How... how do you say this is..." I staggered, and then stood firmly in the center hall, which was tilted at almost forty-five degrees, full of cracks and pipelines, and looked around. The wall and the operation terminal stained with blood, "almost fell."
"The gravity system is still in effect," Sandora swayed a bit before standing still, with an awkward smile on her face, "Unfortunately, it's not normal, there are at least a hundred gravity fields of different directions and intensities distributed here. Be careful when you walk, you may suddenly feel like the world is upside down when you take a step, and the floor becomes the ceiling... "
"Is it the same as this?" A shallow voice came from the upper back, and I turned my head to see that this girl was standing upside down on the ceiling not far from us, at a thirty-degree angle to my head, and Strangely enough, her skirt didn't go away: because her piece of gravity was pointing upwards.
"I'll go, I've learned a lot today." I muttered, and approached the control core step by step. I have to say that I'm not used to walking like this, and it's more troublesome than in a gravity-free environment, because my It seems that the reaction speed is always a little bit behind. Humans (should it?) are somewhat inferior to Sandora and Pandora in their ability to adapt to new environments. Only Qianqian is playing around there. Excited, she can stop time, so there are plenty of opportunities for her to prepare for the sudden change of gravity, and it turns out to be a game.
There are also a lot of miserable corpses in the control center, and due to the gravity disorder here, these corpses that were turned into debris during the impact almost covered the nearby machinery and equipment, floors and ceilings in all directions. Walking in such an environment, There is also the erratic gravity under my feet, and the lighting system that flickers on and off on my head, which makes me feel like I am walking in Silent Hill. The only difference is that there is no one in Silent Hill who is giggling and bouncing on the ceiling. Silly girl jumping around. Qianqian is too noisy.
There is still not a single corpse of the Apostle of the Spirit here, some are just those aliens who came from God knows where, we have not paid much attention to these corpses that have collected samples, but in line with the idea that the dead are the greatest, I still Let Viska cremate these corpses along the way like the corpses in the corridor before. After all, after death, they have to be evenly painted on a plane of more than 500 square meters, which is really a very painful thing.
"Voyage log... Great, there's even a database online!"
Viska suddenly cried out happily. She was standing next to the control core in the center of the hall. In front of the huge dim ball of light, there was a circle of data terminals. Now, she found what she wanted from these data terminals. thing.
Sandora and I looked at each other, with a smile on our faces at the same time:
Not in vain! RO