Shen Jiang stared closely at the small red dot, unable to tell how far away it was. Other than that, there was no light or sound, as if the heaven and earth were deserted and the universe was lightless.
"Prepare -" someone spoke in the earphones.
The girl's throat moved under the mask.
The surrounding space was faintly illuminated, and she saw the tiny red dot begin to lengthen, turning into a red line across her field of vision within three minutes.
"can we start?"
"Okay." Shen Jiang said softly.
The still red line suddenly spun like a helicopter rotor, sweeping across and cutting off Shen Jiang's head within a second.
"I..." Before she had time to spit out the word "日", a transparent window popped up in front of her eyes, with a bright and conspicuous large character:
vegetable.
"Damn it, it doesn't matter who you replace it with. There are few people in the entire giant weapon pilot team who can react faster than it." Shen Jiang pushed up the mask, took off the heavy helmet, and sat on the chair Take a breath.
At the same time, the lights in the room turned on. Shen Jiang leaned back on the chair, looked up at the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling, raised his hand to lift up his wet forehead, breathed out slowly, and asked:
"How many times has this failed?"
"The seventeenth time." There was a transponder on the table, and the man on the transponder replied.
"If it were an actual battle, I would have died seventeen times." Shen Jiang held the heavy black BCI helmet in his arms and stared at the large curved screen monitor on the table. "But I won the only actual battle, and then in the simulation During the battle, he failed seventeen times in a row, and each time he was cut in half by the Lighthouse Angel."
"As long as we can win in actual combat, the results of the simulation are not important."
Shen Jiang tilted his head, looked at the one-way glass on the opposite wall, and sneered:
"Who is speaking now? Is it 1047?"
The other party was silent for a second, "It's me."
"Why are you still on duty here?" Shen Jiang asked, "Does your Work Planning Office never have holidays?"
"I'm the director, I don't take vacations." Tang Di replied, "Other comrades in the office will have rest time."
"Has no one of your subordinates submitted an application to you to be transferred to the Operations Office? I heard that the Operations Office is very idle. They sit in the office drinking tea every day and work in the same system. Some people are exhausted from the work. Isn't it unfair that some people are just idle? With a leader like you working hard, do you really have no problem with the people in the office?" Shen Jiang asked casually.
"The Planning and Work Office is the most elite department in the system. It is responsible for the most important tasks. Those who are capable work harder. There is no problem." Tang Di replied, "As for the Work Office... they give up on themselves and are hopeless. Others can save them." No, it’s a dispensable department, at worst we can just take on all their work.”
"Okay, you guys are awesome... awesome."
Shen Jiang crossed his legs and reached to the back of his head to rub it.
The invasive BCI system is equivalent to opening an opening in the brain, which is both a physical opening and a mental opening. Giant machine pilots are the first people in human society to implant electrodes and chips into their brains. There are two hundred to three hundred electrode contacts with a size of less than 2 microns, which are used to receive EEG (brain wave) signals generated by the brain. The materials are all flexible silver nanowires. Designers have done their best to reduce the driver’s fatigue. Physically taxing, their efforts only make the drivers suffer longer.
Unless the human body's immune system is completely destroyed, the body's rejection of intruding electrodes will be endless. For the brain, metal electrodes are foreign bodies, and two to three hundred contacts are wounds, and the brain will gradually become healed. tissue and inclusions, but it also significantly reduces the sensitivity of the electrodes, and drivers must take drugs to prevent wounds in the brain from healing in order for the BCI system to remain sensitive.
The more sensitive the BCI system is, the more tormented the drivers will be.
There is no doubt that this is a radical and crude method. The neural connection brain-computer interface technology has only been born for 20 years. Ten years ago, it was regarded as a future technological revolution in the laboratory. Ten years later, it was regarded as a technological revolution in the future. Someone inserts electrodes into the brain to control giant weapons for combat. As an immature technology, its development is rapid. Behind every technology that advances by leaps and bounds, there is a group of crazy people.
Before these people could figure out the details of the brain, they placed it as a component in a huge machine and used destructive means to extract its potential. When humans are pushed into a hurry, they can do anything - What it feels like to connect your own brain to a computer is a question that only a few people can answer. Shen Jiang feels like he has a headache, feels trapped, and feels like I am a god and I can do anything.
Computers have not yet developed to that point where they can glimpse into the human spiritual world. So far, they are still mechanical and cold tools.
"There is still a little time, do you need to do other simulation training?" Tang Di asked.
"Your simulation is not accurate. No. 092 Lighthouse Angel is essentially an elongated star, but what you made is a laser transmitter." Shen Jiang waved his hands, "Imagine that the core density of No. 092 Lighthouse Angel must be so high Beyond our imagination, it can be approximately regarded as a non-deformable rigid body. When it moves, it cannot be regarded as a particle. No matter where the driving force for its movement comes from, the basic Newton's laws must be obeyed. For example, it must have Inertia and at least angular momentum must be conserved, but we don’t need to worry about these things when studying the movement of photons..."
"We can't imagine what the internal structure of a star that grows in a line looks like." Tang Di was a little helpless. "It is not something from our universe and does not conform to the physical rules of our universe. We can only There is no way to stick it up with something that looks similar... If Comrade Shen Jiang can give you a model framework for all the basic forces in five-dimensional space-time, we might be able to try to describe the interior of No. 092 Lighthouse Angel structure."
"It can't be done. I'm just a problem solver, not a physicist." Shen Jiang simply refused, "Actually, even a physicist can't do this job."
Human beings' simulations of angels are often inaccurate. To put it simply, they are just the same as they are, superficial, gold and jade, and pretentious - people rely on scattered, limited information and shallow knowledge of angels, and use codes and algorithms. Their behavior is simulated in the electronic space for the daily training of giant machine pilots. Human beings have different depths of understanding of different angels. Some angels have slightly more contact with humans and the simulation is more accurate. Some angels are only understood by humans. With a superficial layer of skin, it can only simulate one appearance, such as No. 092 Lighthouse Angel.
Of course, there are also mysterious angels that have almost zero human knowledge, such as Wave Angel No. 041, which is so deadly that it leaves no one alive when it appears. No one has the opportunity to understand its characteristics in depth, and Snow Angel No. 046, which It has only been observed once by humans.
The first-hand detailed information that humans collect about angels is often obtained by the pilots of giant weapons on the battlefield. On the battlefield, there are only two results, either the angels are eliminated immediately and no future troubles will be avoided, or the giant weapons cannot destroy the angels and the angels themselves If you retreat, sooner or later you will come back.
So far, the angels successfully eliminated by humans only account for a small part of the total number of angels observed. A total of 28 angels have been eliminated in six forward bases in four theaters, accounting for 30% of the total 92 angels recorded.
In other words, there are at least 64 angels still patrolling this empty world. They stay in the inertial system on the surface of the earth. Affected by the gravity of the earth and the electric field of the atmosphere, they are suspended in mid-air fifty meters high and along a certain path. Geodesic movement between two points.
Some of them will come to human society again sooner or later, and some are far more terrifying, powerful and deadly than the lighthouse angels.
Humanity must be prepared.
Shen Jiang got up from the chair, yawned, and opened the door of the testing room.
I opened the door and saw a tall and thin man standing in the corridor. His facial features seemed a bit strange. I could see his eyes, nose, mouth and eyebrows clearly, but I couldn't tell if it was a face.
The girl thought for a while and asked aloud: "1047?"
"It's me." Tang Di nodded, "Are you going back? Do you need to send it?"
"No, keep busy." Shen Jiang waved his hand, "Your Planning and Work Office needs to inspect the computing core. The workload is huge. Thank you for your hard work... I have a headache."
She put her hands on the wall, yawned, and staggered away.
Tang Di wanted to say something, but stopped talking.
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"Come on, come on, come on, take a look!" Bai Shu held a big brown paper bag in his arms and kicked open the office door, "This was just given out in the cafeteria -"
Phytolacca looked up from behind the computer screen and saw the girl dumping a large bag of oranges on the desk.
"Save a few to give as gifts to old man Liu from the Planning and Work Office next month when he gets married." Uncle Wang Xiangbing leaned back on his chair, put his hands behind his head, tilted his neck and said to everyone, "Everyone else can take care of themselves." We’re divided.”
"When this old man gets married, should we also give him gifts?" Li Wenxuan asked.
"How many gifts should I give?" Wang Xiangbing showed the emotional intelligence of an uncle, "Everyone can't see you when you look up. I will give them to you when you get married, but you won't give them to dad when he gets married? Everyone else will give them to you."
"I wish his father will have a son soon." Zhang Zhong was quite resentful.
Zhang Zhong gets resentful when he sees someone getting married, even if it's the twilight love of an old man or an old lady - there are people who want him at his age, but no one takes him as a good young man.
Bai Shu counted eight oranges in total. Each person took one and there were three left, so he kept them as wedding gifts.
"Make a better-looking package. If anyone has a red ribbon, please lend me a few meters and we can fold a box." Wang Xiangbing said, "Director, what do you think?"
"Okay." Phytolacca said, "Can I just give you oranges? How about some rock candy as well?"
"Then add two taels of rock candy and it's settled." Wang Xiangbing said, "We are all benevolent and righteous. I hope he will not be ignorant of the compliment. Comrades, you will get married as soon as possible. We will take back the gift."
"Uncle, help me find one, and I'll get married right away." Zhang Zhong said.
"You can become a Buddha immediately." Wang Xiangbing said.
"I will get married whenever Phytolacca gets married." Bai Shu said, "I will drive the red lotus to get married."
The pressure is on Phytolacca.
He looked up from the pile of old papers and asked, "Getting married?"
Everyone nodded.
Shangluca scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I haven't finished filling out the social information form yet. I'll go on a blind date after I finish my current work..."
"Find a good wife, don't delay." Both married men Wang Xiangbing and Li Wenxuan said that work is work and life is life. As an advanced unit within the base system, the Operation Office should respond to the country's call and complete the marriage of all employees. The task-operating office will only show its advanced nature in this kind of matter.
"Okay, okay, I'll go on a blind date and get married after solving this big problem, and we'll have two in three years." Shanglu smacked his lips, "It's just that MEG-BCI... it's really a bit tricky to put it into practice."
