Chapter 472 We still have light and electricity, the fourth-class mother emperor
Chapter 472 We still have light and electricity, the fourth-level Queen Mother [asking for monthly votes]
"Warning, the battery is overheated and the explosion risk level is level one. It has been switched to low power mode. Act with caution."
"Warning, life support system failure, return immediately for maintenance."
"Warning, the shield field is completely disabled."
"Warning, isolation layer damaged, deep sea buffer leakage."
"Warning, air leak."
"It is recommended to switch to smart hosting mode to return for maintenance as soon as possible."
"Return immediately for maintenance, the nearest maintenance point is being searched..."
"Searching..."
"Searching..."
Snapped!
"Check...check, check the hammer. Grandpa, I am the only living person within tens of billions of kilometers. Fix a feather duster." Ding Canghai turned off the noisy and annoying self-checking system and stood up reluctantly.
Due to the limitations of the low-power mode, the originally powerful sniper armor can barely support small movements such as the joint movement of the leg armor.
It usually only takes about 0.1 seconds to get up, but it took him five seconds to complete it, like a dying old man.
Not only that, after getting up, Ding Canghai still heard a sizzling sound in his ears, indicating that the air had been leaking.
But now he couldn't care about that much anymore, he just followed the direction in his memory and walked forward step by step in the dark.
Under the impact of the explosion caused by the shot just now, his armor was indeed severely damaged. The strong light irradiator above the head armor was damaged, and the multi-function scanning device was offline due to a broken data line.
It was offline, so that he could only rely on his dark naked eyes to see the road at this time. In fact, he couldn't see anything at all.
The armor's intelligent main control system was also seriously damaged. Fortunately, due to personal habits, the armor produced by the Yuanxing Army has two sets of control systems, one of which is a high-performance brain-assisted combat system, and the other is extremely primitive.
Somatosensory artificial control system.
Although Ding Canghai is not a professional mecha warrior and is not very skilled in manual control, he can still move.
After taking two steps, the sniper armor seemed to have kicked a raised rock, causing Ding Canghai to stagger and almost fall to the ground, further causing the cracks that had begun to leak air to be further torn open.
Backup liquid compressed air storage tanks have begun to provide emergency gas, but they will not last long.
Ding Canghai didn't care about this. Instead, he lowered his head in surprise and thought for two seconds. Then he pulled out the long knife from behind and dragged it to the ground.
The sharp alloy knife rubbed against the metal-rich meteorite alloy rock ground, sparks bursting out.
Ding Canghai shouted in his heart that he was a genius.
Of course it is impossible for ordinary people to see the future clearly with this spark, but who is he?
The eighth-level gunsmith is still injected with the Xingtian potion. The comprehensive index of the eighth-level gunsmith is at the peak of his life in all aspects. Whether it is vision, brain reaction, spatial memory, sense of direction, etc., all abilities related to the gunsmith are good.
Far beyond the reach of others, he can certainly move forward with these fleeting sparks.
After about a minute or two, Ding Canghai finally arrived under the rock wall ahead.
He saw the shadow lying here from a distance.
Through the sparks, he vaguely saw a huge hole on the back of the dark blue thing. Many places on the body were blown into black and tattered parts, and there were many debris generated by the self-explosion of the main station's heavy snipers embedded in it.
But even so, this thing didn't explode to pieces, and its body was only astonishingly strong.
Dante Canghai fell into new troubles.
The air in the backup air tank was almost exhausted, and the filling rate could not keep up with the leakage rate, and he began to feel suffocated.
In addition, he wanted to take a photo with this thing and send the photo to the medium-sized radio station that was about to be repaired. Firstly, it was for commemoration, and secondly, it was to allow those in the rear to see the enemy combat units more intuitively through the photo.
It looks like he is trying to be cool even before death.
But the problem was that he couldn't take a clear photo just by relying on the sparks generated by the friction of the sword.
At this moment, the sound of nature sounded in his radio communication system.
This ding means that the repair of the medium-sized base station has been completed, and the reconnected backup energy can continue to warm up the ultra-limited power operation that was only a small half of the previous time.
The battery that was chopped from the middle fell into two halves, and the broken part released a faint blue fire due to the direct mixing of different high-energy electrolytes.
Seizing this little time and taking advantage of this bit of blue light, Ding Canghai quickly turned around and turned his back to the shadow's body. He threw away the sword in his right hand, raised his right arm high, and pointed the camera on the back of his armored hand at his helmet.
, and also frame the shadow corpse behind it into the picture.
Click.
"What!"
Ding Canghai made a V-shaped gesture with a smile on his face.
While sending the photo and all previous battle records to the medium-sized radio station, he also looked at the photo and was secretly satisfied.
“The picture was taken really well, the clarity is perfect.”
The air in the armored cockpit was getting less and less, and his head began to feel dizzy.
But he still had the strength to say to the intercom system that was fully connected to the medium-sized radio station: "This thing is very fast. It is indeed a living thing. Its skin is very strong, and it also has a very strange energy shield. Ordinary energy
It's useless to hit weapons on it. It looks like it has no head, but in fact it still has it. It's the triangle above the neck. It has no nose, but it has eyes. I haven't actually tried out all its fighting methods. I can only do this.
This level. The invisibility of this thing is really terrifying. If you only rely on... ahem... rely on the previous methods, it will be impossible to catch it out of the universe. You can only... ahem... you can only rely on it.
Strong flashlight. Hiss...hiss..."
There was finally no air in the armored cockpit. Ding Canghai began to have severe asthma, but he still could not breathe in any air. Instead, he only felt that gas was pouring out from his eyes, nose, and mouth. The air pressure inside and outside his body was completely unbalanced.
His eyes were immediately filled with bloodshot eyes, and his vision looked red.
But his sniper armor did not fall down, but just stood here.
He stopped talking and just gritted his teeth and persisted, guarding the last trace of clarity of consciousness.
Ding Canghai didn't know how long time had passed. It might have been just a minute or two, or it might have been as long as a century.
He heard two voices at the same time.
One came from a medium-sized radio station, "Signal transmitting."
The other one came from the ground base station. It was not Xiao Wang's scream, but a simple beep. It represented the moment when the ground base station was destroyed and the reserve energy explosion released a large number of chaotic radio signals to the outside world.
Ding Canghai's eyes suddenly widened and he tried to speak again, but he couldn't because there was no air.
But he immediately thought of a way.
Not knowing where he got the strength, Ding Canghai actually pulled the semi-hidden microphone from the side and pressed it hard against his Adam's apple, squeezing out the last remaining air in his lungs and hitting his vocal cords.
He used the resonance between his vocal cords and the microphone to successfully collect the sound and smoothly transmit the hoarse voice.
"Another type of combat unit... hiss... the average moving speed from leaving me to arriving on the ground of C1915... hiss... is 2,000 kilometers per second..."
After saying this, he finally became silent, only his eyes widened, and blood was radiating out in threads through his body surface and eyeballs.
There was no twisted pain on his face before death, only a smile of satisfaction and relief.
"I've finished what I said, and I didn't waste a single piece of information. My life has been worth it."
The medium-sized radio station finally sent ultra-high-power radio signals into the universe.
The radio waves carrying all the beliefs of the four million people of the Third Scout Army were rushing through the universe, quietly passing through the super-large information flow interference shielding zone created by the Ascendants, and rushing towards the Source Star Fleet headquarters at the speed of light.
In a world without information flow, we still have light and electricity.
…
Among the space meteorites 0.0055 light-years away from the C1915 star, Ren Zhong was still frowning and thinking hard.
Sun Ai's interruption not only failed to free him from the trouble of losing the ability to resurrect, but instead began to fall into new troubles and suspicions because of what happened fifteen years ago.
Ren Zhongzhen is not a pessimist. He is very decisive in everything he does, including not being resurrected in the 21st century. When he was a scientific researcher, he was extremely confident and even a little headstrong. He decisively demanded changes in research directions during expensive scientific research work.
, he did not hesitate to waste a large amount of research funds and bet on his career not once or twice, but he won every time.
But this time the situation is really different.
The strength comparison between the Source Star Fleet and the Empire is completely out of proportion, and his decision-making error tolerance rate is too low.
He must understand this matter, only in this way can he move forward.
If it is confirmed that the "last radio wave" from fifteen years ago has been received by the empire, then even if it means being beaten on the spot as the price of rebellion, we must return immediately and use the weak territory of the source star system with only one star to become the empire.
enemy.
If that's the case, how far we can fight in the end is uncertain, and the prospects are even pessimistic. We just have no choice. The best result is probably to explode technology to the upper limit of its potential, making the empire unable to bear the cost of suppressing rebellion.
Then it can be barely exchanged for a certain period of living space, but the final defeat is basically doomed. Limited resources are destined to have limited potential. No matter how high-end the theory is, it cannot be transformed into war capabilities in the state of passive water, and it is trapped in
No matter how strong the tiger in the cage is, it can't do anything to the hunter standing outside the cage holding a shotgun.
His deep intuition told him that probably everything would be different the moment the fleet flew two light years away from the Source Star, and there would be no turning back.
Or, if another unknown accident happened fifteen years ago, and the suicide note from the old popsicles was really not sent out, he could continue to the Southern Nine Stars.
But even then, without resurrection and reset, the prospects are still slim.
"I don't know what other advantages we have, ugh..."
When Sun Ai saw his appearance, there was nothing he could do to him, but he secretly regretted it.
The original intention was to divert his attention so that he would not be so depressed, but the result was that it only added fuel to the fire.
"Huh!"
At this moment, Sun Ai, who was distracted and was responsible for the intelligence collection and rapid screening analysis of the entire fleet, exclaimed through the loudspeaker.
Ren Zhong thought she was trying to interrupt again, so he said angrily: "Don't interrupt..."
Sun Ai said anxiously: "No, I just received an important piece of information."
"Okay, what information? Who sent it? From the front line?" Ren Zhong said with some lack of interest.
He knew that it was not the garrison line that had begun to be attacked.
Although he has delegated command authority to Zheng Tian, he is still the supreme commander, and such important enemy intelligence will be automatically played on his communication panel.
So he didn't particularly care about the information Sun Ai said.
"Coming from your Third Reconnaissance Army Commander Ding Canghai, the communication carrier is radio waves, which is very important."
"Huh?" Ren Zhong sat upright suddenly.
The reconnaissance regiment at the forefront only lasted four days in total, and all contact was lost eight days ago.
During those more than four days, the reconnaissance regiment really failed to send back a single battle intelligence, and was only unplugged one by one without any sound.
Whether it was Ding Canghai who disconnected the army headquarters early, or other reconnaissance troops who kept the headquarters online at all times, the results seemed to be no different.
The reconnaissance corps' efforts seemed to have ended early at that time.
So Ren Zhong was particularly surprised at this time.
He also didn't expect that Ding Canghai, who had disappeared for more than twelve days, would miraculously send back the message.
He only thought for a second and immediately ordered, "Notify all high-level military commanders and staff members to convene a meeting immediately to discuss it together."
Since Sun Ai said it was very important, Ren Zhong believed that all core personnel should see it immediately.
Five seconds later, the online meeting will be held.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Ai quickly displayed the most core part of all the intelligence from the Third Reconnaissance Army.
The most important thing is the video image taken by Xiao Wang, Chief of Staff of the Third Army, using a ground optical telescope.
In the image, a pentahedral cone shaped like a pyramid is passing through space at a leisurely speed. The calculated height of this thing is about one thousand kilometers, and its surface is crawling like a living thing. Its top supports
It opens like a blooming flower, and its surface is covered with huge intestine-like tubes from top to bottom.
With every movement of these pipes, clouds of black mist were spit out. These black mist dispersed on their own, and they were some large or small space flight units.
Sun Ai, who completed system synchronization with the Imperial Intelligence Agency's public information and restored the function of the "Net" of the Seeker Colonial Team, gave a message.
"Fourth-class mother-imperial ship. The core unit of the Ascendants. It possesses super intelligence, telepathic network thinking, and strong ability to split children. It integrates multiple functions such as resource collection, child production, and combat command. It is equivalent to an ant colony.
The Queen Ant can independently develop galactic civilization. Although the fourth-class Queen Mother Ship is the lowest Mother Queen Ship, after completing its development and forming a complete Mother Queen Legion, at least the entire South Nine Star Fleet will be dispatched to annihilate it.
