"Bai Xinyan, you scheming bitch, you've gone too far!"
When the long-awaited instructions came back, Captain Jimmy's mentality completely collapsed. He roared and kicked the stool in front of him, and his waving arm almost hit SCA Minister Ohara's nose, forming a terrifying storm circle around him.
It was Mende, the deputy of this team, who was sweating coldly and trying to comfort him: "Boss, calm down, stay calm."
Captain Jimmy continued to roar back: "Shit calmness! Shit process! Every step here is garbage covered with shit!"
So what about you, the sponsor?
This sentence could not be uttered no matter what. Mende could only keep extending his arms and making downward movements, using all his expressions and body language to persuade his immediate boss who was almost losing his mind:
"These are extraordinary times, Jimmy! Think of an airship more than 1,000 kilometers away, think of that state..."
"The state of a bitch, that black-hearted salt was intentional. This was a secret deal between her and the Blood Flame Order. She seized every possible opportunity!"
Being stared at by Captain Jimmy's charcoal eyes, Mende was distracted for a moment. In addition to being overwhelmed by his momentum, he also felt the level suppression emphasized by the core of the 7th generation movement.
His mouth opened and closed twice, but he couldn't say the next words in time.
"Great, she wants to disgust people with the process, and I will stick with her until the end. It's just another step in the bullshit. I will report the new findings here to the East Asian Affairs Department... Are you deaf? Have memory loss? What happened just now? There is no record of the lengthy intelligence analysis? If you want me to collect your salary on your behalf, I will kick your lumbar spine into pieces as a thank you gift!"
Captain Jimmy's roar could almost lift the ceiling of the warehouse. The poor intelligence clerk was suddenly targeted. He didn't even dare to raise his head and began to operate with a sad face.
The intelligence clerk's memory is actually far beyond that of ordinary people, and his writing skills are also good. He quickly transformed Captain Jimmy's forced and twisted logical analysis into a rigorous and thorough official document.
Seeing the contents of his imagination quickly turned into words, Captain Jimmy finally grinned again. He couldn't wait to sign and send it. He didn't expect this kind of one-sided words to impress the bureaucrats of the Ministry of East Asian Affairs, as long as it could disgust him. The effect of Xinyan...
Captain Jimmy's expression suddenly changed.
"Buzz buzz!"
The sudden shock signal affected all action team members in the warehouse with almost no delay.
At this moment, the built-in movement determines that the subject is in peaceful mode, and then displays the received information on their retinas.
Captain Jimmy choked again and wanted to get angry, but in the face of a super-high-priority notification order, all emotions had to be temporarily suppressed.
"Teleconferencing?"
Mende thought about the core words of the notice, but he was also confused.
Fewer words mean bigger things. A simple meeting notice is passed directly beyond the front-line commander to every team member. Even in non-wartime conditions, it is extraordinary.
Most importantly, it came just in time!
"Boss, the meeting will start in 10 minutes. Do you think..."
Mende turned his attention to SCA Minister Ohara.
Captain Jimmy's dark red face still had traces of distortion, but he didn't say anything and only turned his head to one side.
Mende breathed a sigh of relief and fulfilled his duties as a deputy. He put on a smile and politely asked Minister Ohara and other SCA officials and staff to leave. If you are willing to wait outside, you can wait outside. If not, there is no one to go home now. Pay attention.
This layer of buffering was awkward but effective. By the time Mende turned his head, Captain Jimmy had already sat down with his eyebrows furrowed. The intelligence officer who had been driven away from his original position felt like he was being amnesty and concentrated on adjusting the remote channel to prepare for the meeting.
"videoconference?"
"Reality meeting...tactics seminar."
After a quick exchange, the mentality of the action team members in the warehouse relaxed a lot.
This situation is not unfamiliar to them.
As a new generation of Burners equipped with a 7th-generation movement core and riding on the latest Deep Blue platform, they are inherently expensive experiments. It is deployed around the world to perform various tasks in order to continuously return experimental data to support subsequent research.
On a more realistic level, they also need to form a new tactical system based on the new platform. It has become a habit to hold tactical meetings every three days to exchange experiences with each other.
As tonight, consuming a lot of resources to achieve remote real-world communication effects on a global scale can only prove the importance of this meeting.
Captain Jimmy needs to implement this meeting as a tactical instruction, and everyone in the warehouse is busy.
"Have all the surveillance personnel withdrawn?"
"We'll be there in 4 minutes."
"Early warning system?"
"Turned on."
"Check the mental link."
"The link nodes are clear, and the synchronization rate within the group is 97%. The link to the mirror network No. 1...is connected, two-way synchronization is enabled, and the environmental interference indicators are normal."
Captain Jimmy glanced and saw that the interference rate was floating around 2%.
This ratio is very low and has no practical value, but in the case of remote communication, it is already an ideal state.
If it is an actual combat requirement, it must be at least 10%, which is probably the standard for "formatted space" in previous low versions; and their action team's record is 47%; as for the laboratory environment, the highest record can reach an incredible 70% %, in that case it is claimed that even extraordinary beings can be killed.
Frankly speaking, Captain Jimmy is not particularly good at this kind of fighting method so far. The laboratory is trying every means and taking advantage of various opportunities to deepen their impression of this batch of experimental products and make it into their minds and hearts.
"Reality information loading, login countdown, three, two, one..."
The "prototype format" symbol that represents the transformation into virtual reality is instantly enlarged and blurred. When the regular tetrahedron and the inscribed and circumscribed spheres expand to the visual limit, the void in the central area opens up, and the high-altitude wind and clouds envelope it. The endless deep night rushes towards my face.
This may be a real scene, or it may be a completely virtual product.
Captain Jimmy moved his limbs out of habit, but the low interference rate made this movement meaningless. He gave up the "warm-up" and looked around.
His action teams have all been assembled and are now in this airspace. In other directions, figures are appearing one after another, most of them are familiar faces, and they all belong to the Burners carrying the core of the seventh-generation Apocalypse experimental movement.
"Director Yan is over there." Captain Jimmy soon saw that their real commander, Yan Yongbo, known as the "Forerunner among the Burners", was not far to the side.
That's a gloomy and paranoid guy. The important thing is that his movement authority is higher than that of most people here. Whether it's public or private, Captain Jimmy has to say hello.
"Wait a minute." Mende stopped him and motioned to Captain Jimmy to take a closer look at that person's face. "I'm afraid that person is not in a good mood."
"Well……"
Virtual reality enables everyone’s appearance and expression to be highly restored. It can be seen that the bad mood of that person has already been revealed, and his face is livid, making it clear that "don't let others get close to you."
Captain Jimmy was furious a few minutes ago, but now seeing Yan Yongbo's face, he suddenly felt that it would be better to calm down...
Talking about the boss is a common hobby of all people, and Jimmy and Mende are no exception.
"I remember he was in a good mood a few days ago, waiting to watch the show."
"It's an auction, waiting for Professor Luo to make a fool of himself... Tsk!"
Both of them understood.
At this time, in the night of virtual reality, a clear graphic demonstration effect appeared, getting straight to the point and informing everyone of the theme of this meeting:
Nature of the meeting: Tactical seminar.
The goal of the meeting: to conduct analysis and research on atypical extraordinary species and formulate targeted tactical plans.
Reference example: Intercontinental airship attack and defense battle
Keywords: Ronan, True God, Baiji Pope, Configuration
…
The night sky fluctuated slightly, and in the next second, an airship appeared in the clouds below. The aviation indicator lights attracted the attention of most attendees.
There was a buzz of discussion. Since it was a tactical seminar, the public channels were open. Participants who entered the virtual reality could communicate with each other using voice, text, pictures and even thoughts.
Everyone is relatively well-informed and sensitive to key events.
“Wow, that’s really up to date.”
"Real scene transcoding, not simulation!"
"Is it first-hand information? Where did it come from?"
"Look at this perspective, it's a splicing of satellite images...how many satellites have been mobilized to come over!"
"What do you think of this close-up view?"
The emotions and curiosity of the participants were quickly squeezed out by the fast-paced and high-intensity meeting.
In fact, most of the meaningless exchanges were suppressed and disappeared when the real-life demonstration advanced to the chase stage between the True God and Ronan. When the big scene of "the sun flew down and the cloud pass was shattered" came, everyone Already dizzy from the dazzling scenes and huge flow of information.
Captain Jimmy is one of those who got dizzy.
The entire process, which lasted less than half an hour, was replayed, with selected edited versions at least twenty times, and key joints emphasized over and over again more than two hundred times.
Until he returned to the real world, he was still dazed. His left eye was the sun, his right eye was lightning, and his mind was filled with clouds and gas passes that gathered, exploded, and then spliced together again.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
"Well, there is indeed a lot of speculation over there." Mende's lecture effect was no better than his.
Real-life demonstrations, of course, with explanations. But there is a configuration on the left, a configuration on the right, what kind of space-time structure is there in the middle, the storm in the abyss, and combined with the chaotic and complex structural analysis of the "Yunqi Pass", they are completely heading in the direction of evaporating brains.
Captain Jimmy was surprised: If you have to consider all these messy things when fighting, how can you fight?
Perhaps because of this, he stayed in the action team and became a team leader. But then again, those with higher "position" and "authority" than him may not be doing much better today!
The message shook again.
After taking a quick look, he felt a little cocky again: "Fuck! Those guys from Dongya Institute... Hey, this is good!"
Mende was confused: "What's wrong?"
"Haha, use us to return the favor."
"Huh?"
"The tactical example just now, the fresh one, seems to have been obtained from the Amaterasu Order at the expense of favors. For this reason, we must also repay something and temporarily do the Amaterasu Order a favor..."
"In Sakajo, let's help the Amaterasu Order? Can we afford it?"
"That's what you mean, senior thug?"
Captain Jimmy didn't mind at all. Rather than working for anyone, he wanted to be able to get out of this old warehouse where birds came out and really do something.
Whether it's dealing with vagrants or more advanced enemies.
Mende was thinking about something more practical: "Who should we contact over the Amaterasu Order?"
"This... what Dong Ya said is a bit too much." Captain Jimmy was stunned. Looking at the assigned task content, there was no explanation in this regard at all, so this was quite a hassle.
He searched for the Institute of East Asia to ask for details. At this time, there was instant messaging access.
Captain Jimmy's expression changed immediately when he saw the display.
Mende glanced over and saw the word "三".
Bai Xinyan.
There was a "boo" in his heart, and he instinctively had a very bad association. When he looked at Captain Jimmy, his expression at this moment was even worse than that of Yan Yongbo before.
In the sky above Sakai Airport, the indicator lights and radios responded alternately. The huge intercontinental airship returned here after four or five hours of futile work.
"Why……"
On the airship that was about to land, Bai Xinyan sighed, caressing her forehead with her slender fingers, making a "weak" gesture: "They all said that the power of the soul evaporates, the spirit is damaged, and it needs to be cultivated... Why don't you listen to what others say? "
Kitano Hayato glanced at him and was satisfied with this exaggerated acting. The one who really showed great concern without acting was his boss.
Tamagawa Eisuke firmly grasped the outer edge of the "space capsule" with his palms, and his whole body tensed up, stuck there. It seems that what we are facing now is a life and death emergency landing.
In fact, in Tamagawa Eisuke's eyes, the airship that is about to land at Sakai Airport, and himself on the airship, are the bait that will be dropped into the devil's mouth, and will only be tumbling and eroded in the acid in the future:
"It's all Ronan's fault, it's all Ronan, Ronan!"
