The story that follows is nothing new.
Li Yang's remote mind control may not be a great weapon in a very large-scale space war.
After all, the mechanical empire's top missiles have a range of hundreds of millions of kilometers, and there are even some "regular-level weapons" that can instantly shake atoms and molecules within a very large range, instantly raising the temperature within a radius of hundreds of thousands of kilometers to over 10,000 degrees. "Li Yang had no chance to perform at all.
But this is just a special operation.
Yes, if you zoom in to the entire mechanical empire, expand the space to light years, and extend the time to tens of millions of years, the war that took place on the surface of the Source Star can indeed only be regarded as a special war involving special forces. Combat.
At this moment, in the outer layer of the Tracer spacecraft, in a special war where almost all the forces on both sides of the battle are composed of humans, Li Yang is invincible.
The super assistant brain did not increase the number of Li Yang's friends, but it greatly extended his control distance, and he no longer needed to look directly at each other point-to-point. .
Li Yang was able to easily alienate the powerful warriors who had to be surrounded by at least dozens of people to resist them and become one of his own.
The stronger the frozen warrior, the more delicious it is in his eyes.
The last thousand elite soldiers who were relied upon by the old popsicles could theoretically destroy a low-level civilization. Under Li Yang's gaze, they were as fragile as light snow under the scorching sun and were quickly destroyed.
At the same time, a hole had been easily opened in the alloy armor of the tracer, who was invincible to civilization.
No one knew what the problem was, but the Tracer's defenses were simply breached.
Subsequently, some colonial hackers and programmers, who were once regarded as lowly tools by them, poured in like a tide through the hole, guarded by other combat professionals.
Ying Feng once tried in vain to activate the automatic protection mechanism in the Tracer to form a final defensive front.
But what's disappointing is that the other party seems to know everything about the Tracer as well as themselves.
Whether it is an agency trap or an automated force, it can either be easily induced, or it can be resisted in a targeted manner, or the operation can be easily terminated by the intrusion of information.
You must know that the core programs of these automated troops use the encryption code of the regular army of the empire. Even if they encounter perverted data people like pilgrims in an interstellar war, they can at least last until they empty their ammunition reserves before decisively self-destructing.
However, in front of these lowly colonial rebels, these combat machines would be invaded instantly and enter paralysis mode as soon as they appeared.
This is completely unreasonable.
Such a strange situation almost made the other seven people in the nine-member group mistakenly believe that the brains of Ying Feng and Ma Zhongfei had been invaded by the terrifying psychic demon opposite.
No one knew that a launcher the size of an iron pot was shining brightly behind the armor of the ninth-level mecha warrior who was absolutely loyal to Li Yang.
This is not a radio transmitter, but a modified ultra-high-power ghost particle communicator array. This thing is currently operating at overload. The human brain neurons inside are groaning in pain due to the continuous overload operation, and unreasonable white mist is rising on the surface of the coolant.
This level of operation can only last for about half an hour before burning out, but it is enough for use.
Through these internal communication arrays, Sun Ai's tentacles can contact all the smart devices she sees with sufficient strength in the shortest possible time.
Although the automatic combat machines in the Tracer are only governed by the Intellectual Brain of the Tracer, in a sense, the former "Net" and now Sun Ai also have certain management rights.
The most important thing is that Sun Ai accidentally knew the passwords of these combat machines.
The passwords were given by Ren Zhong, and Sun Ai did not ask how Ren Zhong got the passwords, because it was not important.
The process is not important, what is important is the result.
Quietly, Ren Zhong appeared on the surface of the Tracer with many cronies from the Spark Army, and completed a small-scale strategic meeting with Ma Xiaoling, who had been waiting here for a long time.
Some Starfire Army soldiers looked at their allies with envy as they jumped towards the entrance of the cave one after another, but no one boldly looked around.
Ren Zhong, Ma Xiaoling, Chen Hanyu and others looked back and saw that the No. 0001 battleship was approaching at a not too fast speed.
Under the heavy arrangement, battleship No. 0001 seemed a little lonely in this busy battlefield.
The distance between other battleships and combat units that had jumped out was somewhat widened.
No one thinks there is any conspiracy in this arrangement. At most, it just gives the ultimate king and the real mastermind a way to show his dignity.
In the throne room of the Tracer, the nine administrators who had cooperated with each other for more than a thousand years, who were once immature and now have gradually matured, and who were about to complete the first colonization mission in their lives, fell into an eerie silence.
Close colleagues had just had a quarrel that was not pleasant and was destined to be fruitless.
Ying Feng and Ma Zhongfei argued hard to prove that they were not controlled and were still loyal to the empire, the emperor and their mission.
But the two of them were completely unable to give an explanation for what was happening in the ship.
However, it was impossible for the other seven people to jump up and execute these two colleagues who might have betrayed them.
The reason is very simple. The nine people have a clear division of labor, and when combined together they become a precise machine.
If these two people died, they would basically lose the ability to control the spacecraft completely.
What's more, their denial is so sincere, but it's hard to believe.
The rebel army composed of colonists outside is approaching at an unreasonable speed.
The terrifying ship that can remotely control people's minds is getting closer and closer.
By this time, it was clear that the Tracer still had a lot of high-explosive missiles in reserve, but Ying Feng did not dare to press the launch button at all.
Because those crazy colonists have swooped on the surface of the spacecraft like flies on a piece of meat.
I'm afraid that as soon as a hole is opened in the launch silo and the missile emerges, it will be detonated in advance.
Although this would definitely kill themselves, the old popsicles firmly believed that these people would do this because of the madness of the colonists as if they were facing the enemy who killed their father.
They have lost too much.
Their mission has essentially failed.
But now the apostle is still alive.
If the tracers were bombarded by their own missiles while the imperial apostle was still alive and the mission had not completely failed, they could not imagine how their family would be punished when the final information was transmitted back to the empire.
Under such complicated thoughts, Ying Feng said slowly.
"We have just calculated that the control distance of the god-level psychic demon is one hundred thousand kilometers. In one minute, we will enter its range."
At this moment, an alarm sounded on one side of the hall.
Those rebel fighters who are not afraid of death have arrived outside the hall and are engaged in a final struggle with the killing machine 001, which can close external links and has autonomous performance.
"We don't have much time left."
I don’t know who said something dull.
"The information has been compiled." At this moment, Ma Zhongfei, who had been silent before, suddenly raised his head and said loudly.
The others were trembling, knowing what he meant.
The message Ma Zhongfei mentioned can be called their "last radio wave."
Although the carrier of information is information flow, the title "Last Radio Wave" comes from ancient memories. It should be a battlefield anecdote among the previous generation of Origin Stars before mankind entered the interstellar era.
This piece of information is very important.
It can even be said to be the final summary of this failed Tracer mission, which can determine how the family that originally sent them into the colonial plan will be treated after this information is returned to the Empire.
A program is loaded into the tracer's brain. When this program is activated, the tracer's brain will instantly activate the highest power and release an information flow of an intensity that was originally absolutely prohibited.
This information flow will become part of the cosmic background radiation and will be transmitted tens of thousands of light-years away. No star's light can obscure it, and it can even pass through black holes.
At the same time, this information will be easily received by the other three forces that are enemies of the empire.
In the past, it was prohibited to use it because it would completely expose the location of the colonial team and invite prying, killing or robbery from the other three forces. It was like a young boy holding up a torch in a dark forest to attract bloodthirsty and ruthless hunters. .
Only when the mission completely failed could a message be transmitted with such intensity.
The criteria for a complete mission failure are very simple, that is, all nine administrators are dead, the colonists are completely out of control, and the Tracer and "Net" are also likely to fall.
Now, this is the time.
Barton Augustus asked bitterly: "What plan was adopted?"
Ma Zhongfei: "The third type."
Everyone fell silent again.
The so-called third option is a complete failure.
It means that they will not mention the Pilgrims in the final radio waves, nor will they mention the failure and repair of the "Net", let alone the Imperial Apostles, pretending that they are still completely ignorant and deceived by the Pilgrims.
The imperial apostles who were supposed to join them also fell on the Source Star because of the "net".
They focused on the failure of the mission on the god-level psychic demon who suddenly appeared at the last moment.
Then, their failure was simply due to lack of ability to fight against the god-level psychic demons, rather than messing up the matter because of their own stupidity.
There is a premise for establishing such a message, that is, they have already acquiesced that although the apostle has not been controlled yet, there is absolutely no possibility of reading it.
They fully accept their failure and just want it to be less ugly.
Ma Zhongfei sighed, and while pulling out a high-powered pistol, he said: "Fortunately, the apostle did not complete the apostle identity authentication in the tracer. In a sense, it is also fortunate that we did not let him take over the authority of the 'Net'. There is no way to repair the communication function of the 'Net'. Otherwise, I would not be able to lie in the final message."
Ying Feng, who also pointed the gun at his own head, nodded: "Yes, we can at least pretend that we have no contact with the apostles at all."
Fidina Locke put the muzzle of the gun into her mouth with trembling hands, and said slightly vaguely: "Do you think it is possible for the Apostle to turn the tide?"
Ma Zhongfei whined and said: "It's impossible. Such a powerful psychic demon will not give him any chance. This must be a complete failure, which is quite beautiful."
"Um."
Bang!
A hole was finally opened in a corner of the hall.
Almost at the same time, nine heads exploded completely.
A total of ten voices were mixed together, making it almost indistinguishable.
Terrifying heat energy was suddenly released in the hall, like nine burning suns running down the empty necks of the nine people, completely burning their bodies to ashes.
The nine "Creators" of the Origin Star Civilization and the nine C-level colonial team administrators from the Machinery Empire chose to die for their country in a way that was not aboveboard.
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Still blinded by the pilgrims in complete ignorance.
The imperial apostle who was supposed to connect with them also fell on the Source Star because of the "net".
They focused on the failure of the mission on the god-level psychic demon who suddenly appeared at the last moment.
Then, their failure was simply due to lack of ability to fight against the god-level psychic demons, rather than messing up the matter because of their own stupidity.
There is a premise for establishing such a message, that is, they have already acquiesced that although the apostle has not yet been controlled, there is absolutely no possibility of reading it.
They fully accept their failure and just want it to be less ugly.
Ma Zhongfei sighed, and while pulling out a high-powered pistol, he said: "Fortunately, the apostle did not complete the apostle identity authentication in the tracer. In a sense, it is also fortunate that we did not let him take over the authority of the 'Net'. There is no way to repair the communication function of the 'Net'. Otherwise, I would not be able to lie in the final message."
Ying Feng, who also pointed the gun at his own head, nodded: "Yes, we can at least pretend that we have no contact with the apostles at all."
Fidina Locke put the muzzle of the gun into her mouth with trembling hands, and said slightly vaguely: "Do you think it is possible for the Apostle to turn the tide?"
Ma Zhongfei whimpered and said: "It's impossible. Such a powerful psychic demon will not give him any chance. This must be a complete failure, which is quite beautiful."
"Um."
Bang!
A hole was finally opened in a corner of the hall.
Almost at the same time, nine heads exploded completely.
A total of ten voices were mixed together, making it almost indistinguishable.
Terrifying heat energy was suddenly released in the hall, like nine burning suns running down the empty necks of the nine people, completely burning their bodies to ashes.
The nine "Creators" of the Origin Star Civilization and the nine C-level colonial team administrators from the Machinery Empire chose to die for their country in a way that was not aboveboard.
