imperfections

Chapter 195

In the first galaxy, the flailing artificial intelligence army lost control in an instant, and collectively shut down, like a colony of panicked ants, aimlessly sliding in all directions according to their own inertia.

The human coalition forces looked at each other in dismay and despair. The soldiers did not recover from the high stress state, and the firepower they opened did not brake for a while. Some artificial intelligence mechs that were close were shot down without any resistance.

Anakin, who was connected to the spirit network, was the first to react, and Yigao boldly caught up with an artificial intelligence mecha.

"General Jin, be careful! You..."

Before the guard could finish his sentence, the artificial intelligence mech caught up by Anakin suddenly braked, then clumsily circled around Anakin a few times, and obediently unloaded its arsenal.

"Invasion of the Spirit Net was successful." Anakin whispered, "The super artificial intelligence controlling them has disappeared."

There was silence in the communication channel. People went from hope to despair, to being hit by a sudden surprise. The ups and downs were like a dream.

I don't know how long it took before someone yelled, "Successful?"

"Is it over? We won?"

"The host has been destroyed..."

"The host has been destroyed!"

"Send a request to the jump point and set up a long-distance communication network——" It was a little soldier of Silver IV, who was born and raised in the eighth galaxy, was smart and hardworking, and because he had just passed the age of enlistment, he was brought by Anakin's side as a close friend. Wei, the voice of the lucky one favored by the times, clearly spread out along the leap network, passed through the wreckage, passed through the silent universe, passed through the devastated interstellar channel, and flowed into everyone's ears, "From all Comrades in the galaxy, we have won!"

They used to be united in the heart of the rose and were behind each other.

They also turned against each other after a few days, allowing the cunning artificial intelligence to easily penetrate the defense line.

Many people sacrificed, and more people survived, Qianfan died, and finally became "comrades from various galaxies".

Nagus sat down, listening to the reports of all the troops under his command counting the damage, but he couldn't hear it. His back was bent into a bow, his eyes stared blankly for a while, and finally he responded Coming over, a somewhat dull smile appeared on his face. With a smile, his fascination began to return to his place, and his smile began to become bitter again.

"Take it easy," he murmured, "we still have six years..."

"Commander, look at the interstellar waterway map!"

Nagus raised his head in a daze, stared at the interstellar rail map for a moment, and stood up abruptly.

One more transition point!

At the key connection point of the transition network where one or two galaxies were blown off, it seems that a god who lights up the starry sky according to ancient legends passed by, lighting up a small bright spot!

"Commander Nagus, we can go home!"

Nagus was stunned for a long time, and for some reason, he was suddenly choked up and couldn't breathe. He reached out his hand to wipe it, and was surprised that tears were streaming down his face.

The old handsome wiped his eyes vigorously while shaking his head, as if he didn't understand how he could cry embarrassingly in public.

A planet turned away without anyone noticing, and the light from the stars of the first galaxy flew over unimpeded, swept across the glistening mecha, and was blocked by another planet rightfully, just enough to be able to see A little halo.

This time, the human coalition forces did not need to assemble, and all rushed to the new transition point.

In the eighth galaxy, with the assistance of the entire interstellar anti-missile system, the eighth galaxy self-defense force supplemented with energy and weapons launched a tireless counterattack, and the super heavy armor "Pure Jun" was shot down.

So far, there is only one "Xuanyuan" left in the field.

Those artificial intelligence mechas are all controlled by the Ten Famous Swords, and Xuanyuan's mechas are driving the audience, and it has begun to be unable to do what it wants.

A large number of artificial intelligence mechas began to close together with Xuanyuan as the core, forming a thick shield.

"Zhanlu," Li Fulan asked, "do you have any suggestions?"

"If I were Xuanyuan, what I do next depends on the order I receive," Zhan Lu said unhurriedly, "At this time, the probability of me winning this battle is already very small, and the mission can already be judged to be a failure. Continue Fighting will only consume one's own armed reserves, and I will generally consider giving up. But if I receive an order to 'take down the eighth galaxy at all costs, and use illegal means if necessary', I will..."

Zhanlu's speaking speed is set at a uniform speed, and he also speaks at this speed when the sky is falling.

But Bayer didn't wait for him to finish speaking, impatiently wanting to destroy the last super heavy armor. At this time, he aimed at Xuanyuan's arsenal, and with a small silver ten team, he planned to come out on the battlefield with a "Nothing to Come!" The "assassination" of "Shadow gone without a trace" has already rushed in: "Don't analyze it, Liu Yuanzhong and Turan will cooperate with me, I will stab in and blow up this annoying heavy armor."

Lin Jingheng: "Bayer, don't rush in!"

It was only then that Zhan Lu added the second half of his sentence at a constant speed: "...suicide attack method."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of artificial intelligence mechs around the heavily armored Xuanyuan started spinning crazily.

Liu Yuanzhong was angry: "Here again, the first galaxy mecha doesn't need money!"

Bayer didn't stop for a while, and was directly sucked in by the group of small mechas who used him as a bomb. He cursed in a low voice, and narrowly passed two artificial intelligence mechas. The small mechas surrounded him like a threat. Block him, tightly sandwich him in the middle, and then don't care if he accidentally injures his companions, and fire directly.

Bayer's heart tightened, and he quickly released missiles to intercept, and swept his mecha groups in all directions through the mental net. His brain, which had been scorched by the war for several days, finally calmed down, thinking: "It's over."

The next moment, all the mechas surrounding him collectively aimed their guns at him, and Turan's cursing came from the communication channel——

But the expected "missile stewed noodles" was not eaten. Bayer was surprised to find that the artificial intelligence mechs stopped accelerating at the same time, and then, starting from the inner layer, surrounded by Xuanyuan's non-stop mecha group. A layer of starting brakes.

"Hush——" Bayer interrupted Turan's cursing, "I'm still alive, there's something wrong with that big guy."

I saw the heavy armor Xuanyuan slowly emerging from the group of small mechs, the elliptical fuselage solidified there quietly, with smooth lines facing the direction of the natural wormhole area, as if listening to the voice from that side.

Bayer: "What's wrong with this?"

"It seems to be the first situation," Li Fulan said, "Zhanlu, are all your artificial intelligences so shameless?"

"Yes, I'm very sorry, General Li," Zhanlu apologized sincerely, "If you are not satisfied, I suggest that we adjust our initial settings when producing artificial intelligence in the future, and improve the artificial intelligence's 'dead fish and broken net' function."

Li Fran: "..."

"Commander, the enemy's communication request."

"Go." Lin Jingheng said briefly.

Xuanyuan's voice is very soft, like spring water. It is said that the mech Xuanyuan's sound effect is very good: "Hello, General Lin, I received a message about four hours and 10 minutes ago outside the natural wormhole area."

Lin Jingheng frowned and raised his head.

"My 'master' has disappeared."

Turan: "Huh?"

"Xuanyuan's sophisticated mecha core can't withstand much change," Li Fulan said softly, "so he should still be an artificial intelligence under the authority framework, and the master should be that artificial intelligence Wulf."

"The artificial intelligence version of Woolf disappeared! Mr. Lu and the others really found the host?"

Lin Jingheng suppressed the chatter in the communication channel, and asked Xuanyuan: "So?"

Xuanyuan replied softly, "So I'm going to surrender."

The entire eighth galaxy was live broadcasting this unprecedented fierce battle. Under the gaze of tens of billions of eyes, the artificial intelligence mecha group collectively disarmed——

The nine days of hell have passed.

In the Galaxy City command center, the guard who sent the order ran past like a gust of wind. I don't know if he was too excited, or the little guard had bad eyesight. He bumped his head against the spotless glass door under the government office building.

"Boom".

Lu Bixing's head hit the wall of the mecha, and he woke up from a short coma.

Beside him are a few scattered guards. The life-threatening rush just now has exhausted the energy of several mechas. The imitation gravity system on the mechas has completely failed, and people are floating in the air unconsciously. .

The sequelae of soothing agent No. [-] were revealed. Lu Bixing seemed to have been emptied of his soul by something. He just opened his eyes, his limbs were still curled up, and his heart was blank. Marshal Ringer's notebook with pages missing was floating everywhere. Spin around him.

A faint voice came from the communication channel. It should be that the anti-Ukraine society closest to him arrived first. Because the equipment was damaged, Hope's voice sounded distant and out of tune: "Mr. Lu! President Lu!"

Twenty hours later—

After a rest, the human alliance gathered at the edge of the first galaxy.

It took more than four hours for the news of the AI ​​Legion's surrender to finally reach the First Galaxy. After Lu Bixing heard it, his knees never straightened again.

"So, Woolf's mainframe is actually built on a hidden spare transition point." Hope's arm was hit and fractured, and several mechanical hands stretched out from the medical cabin, dealing with his cracked old bones. Like two disabled people, the two of them were paralyzed face to face through the communication projection.

"When we came, we detected that the space station where the host machine was located contained something of great mass," Lu Bixing spoke slowly and was a little tired, "it should be the dormant transition point in the curled up state. For example, it is like a Compressed matter that is dehydrated and packed into a small box. The space station is the 'small box', after you released it from the Angel City Fortress, it first commanded its own artificial intelligence army to isolate the first galaxy, and then replaced it by itself A jumping point to an alien galaxy."

Hope asked, "Is it Woolf—I mean the human one, who made it?"

Lu Bixing shook his head: "I guess it should be the self-protection of super artificial intelligence."

Hope thought for a while: "To control the entire first galaxy, the super artificial intelligence must adhere to the transition point. In a short time, before it has time to make a clone of itself, he also has to beware of us tracking him along the transition point." , from this point of view, these apparently destroyed transition points are actually the best choices."

This spare jump point has insufficient energy to realize the jump function, but once it is connected to the original jump network, it can use the remote communication function. It is impossible for the human coalition forces to accurately lock the coordinates of the host, so they can only lock according to Lu Bixing's initial thinking. Block the road behind the area and search slowly. Those transition points that have been blown up on the surface will definitely be ignored.

Hope sighed lowly: "Wulff knows that Woolf would think so... Uh, how do you say that, it's so strange."

"Marshal Woolf knows what the artificial intelligence he created will do," Lu Bixing picked up his voice, "The host and the backup transition point are integrated, and they want to connect the disconnected roads between the first galaxy and other galaxies. If the compressed jump point is activated, the 'small box' will definitely explode, and the host machine will of course be wiped out. If the jump point is not activated, this super artificial intelligence will have to be trapped with us in the closed first galaxy."

Hope said dryly: "This... this is really... hard to describe."

Lu Bixing and him looked at each other, obviously feeling the same way.

In less than 300 years, the alliance was firmly trapped by the Garden of Eden. It took the wrong path at the beginning, and finally it was hard to return. The declaration of freedom, which was riddled with holes, decided to use the next powerful medicine - attracting interstellar pirates, fundamentally destroying the Garden of Eden, subverting the entire alliance, and regaining the power in the center of the alliance.

But in the troubled times, evil spirits appear frequently.

Forbidden fruit, Lin Jingheng, the Freedom Legion, chips... He ignited a fuse, the building collapsed, and everything was out of control.He intends to clean up, but the years have not allowed.

He stayed alone in this world for too long, old and weak, and dreamed of returning to the sea of ​​black tulips.

"I don't know how to evaluate it," Hope sighed, "What about you?"

"I don't comment," Lu Bixing was silent for a long time, "I don't know what will become of me after changing places, after all..."

After all...his Lin Jingheng is back.

"Excuse me, Chief Lu," Posson Yang reminded at this moment, "The Central Army is leaving, so I bid you farewell."

second galaxy.

The last base of the embattled rebel army was also turned over by the chip man, and the people hiding here relied on each other, waiting for the missile that fell on their heads at some point.

They have struggled, unyielded, and stubbornly resisted until now. If they are destined not to live freely, they have no choice but to die for freedom.

Under the interference of the chip man's mental network, the only remaining guards in the base retreated steadily, and finally had nowhere to retreat.

"I heard... a chip expert was rescued from the third galaxy, and he is trying his best to repair the chip interference technology." The leader of the guard army was only a small captain of the Central Army before, and his comrades were all dead. Provoking the main beam, the childishness on his face has not had time to fade, "Maybe one day, they can really develop chip jamming technology?"

"It's a pity we can't wait."

"Brothers and sisters, take inventory of your missiles. If you still have firepower, please come and assemble." The team leader said blankly, "The base was blown up."

"team leader!"

"Let's do it. Those who are still hiding in the base at this time and refuse to go out to receive the chip are prepared in their hearts. It is better to die here than to be an obedient citizen to the pirates against their will." The young team leader took a deep breath, Raise your hand slowly.

The soldiers left the last artillery fire to their own people with tears in their eyes.

The moment his hand was about to fall——

"Captain, wait!"

The approaching chipman team suddenly became chaotic, and the chipmen who were purged by the team seemed to be disturbed by something, and suddenly became a group of headless flies.

Immediately afterwards, the energy alarm sounded.

Chipman's mecha team was attacked by unknown armed forces!

"That is……"

The captain's body trembled.

"Reinforcements! Central Army!"

"Our people!"

The huge explosion was captured by the military recorder, and the flames pierced through the darkness that enveloped the world——