"We really need help over there. Is this contempt...ah, I mean he is too impatient!"
In the collapsed "Clear Target No. 1" area, Long Qi, the "auxiliary staff", is synchronizing information and intelligence to Tiger.
At this stage, the pressure on Tiger is indeed quite high. Ronan's "roll call" clearly made this extraordinary "operator" look very gloomy.
In the surrounding swamp mud, the bubbles, flames, and chaotic state mixed together were clearly a true portrayal of his inner emotions.
That "printing function configuration" doesn't work at all. Don't look at the so-called "reference system" such as "Pictures of Heaven and Humanity - Diagram of Demons", really do it...
"The rubbing failed."
"Insufficient effective ingredients for rubbing."
"The configuration docking synchronization rate is too low, please try again."
…
Such reminders are common.
Long Qi couldn't help but wonder, if he revealed the location of the "Flag Bearer", the artificial intelligence that reported this information, to Tiger King now, would this super mortal boss, who was already so gloomy that he could internally combust, be able to deal with it afterwards? Burn down that North Shore Gear Lab?
Well, the reason why he had such dark thoughts was because Long Qi himself was also under the weight of failed information...
"The analysis accuracy is insufficient. Please adjust the operation according to the instructions."
"The collaboration synchronization rate is too low, please adjust the operation according to the instructions."
"...Please adjust the operation according to the instructions."
Damn it, your sister!
If you have the guts, if you send me the training manual, I will know it by heart on the spot. Do you believe it?
Damn it, I don’t even believe it myself.
Long Qi felt that he would also assimilate with the surrounding swamp area.
Under the judgment standard of "flag bearer", he, an unqualified "auxiliary staff", could only find ways to adjust in other ways without being able to find "operating standards".
Long Qi had almost forgotten that he was live broadcasting, and was focused on the public consciousness space in the framework of the Blood Ring Fortress. He even collaborated with the Deep Blue Walkers dozens of kilometers away, trying to borrow the observation and analysis capabilities there to help the tiger remove the ghost. Bring up the "synchronization rate" and "effective ingredients".
For this reason, he even went against his earlier "detached" image, and through the rear camp Lang Zhihe Lieutenant Colonel, and then through Meng Tu, he temporarily accessed the Deep Blue Walker internal channel, and obtained the "perspective sharing" permission to gain access to fortress public awareness space
information and the situation at the scene where Ronan was.
If he didn't complain about this tedious and frustrating operation, he would go crazy.
As for whether he will be beaten to death by a tiger's fist...
It shouldn’t be until this round of operations is successful, right?
When Long Qi accessed the on-site perspective, it was just when Ronan was decompressing the "Dark Blue Walker Cluster". Those "points" of the distortion nests that were cut out of the background and extracted one after another made Long Qi instantly confirm one thing:
Professor Luo is a good teacher, and he must be a good hand at typesetting and making PPT.
Combined with the previous basic teaching on "Pictures of Heaven and Man", Long Qi felt that he seemed to know some truth: "Isn't this just rubbing? He can obviously do it himself, but he wants us to do it again... Sure enough, he still found it. Is it easier to be a laborer? It doesn’t save much.”
The tiger didn't say anything, and his eyes were cold and piercing.
What was shown was not the irritability after being teased, but pure dissatisfaction with Long Qi's interference.
Long Qi spread his hands: "Did I understand it wrong?"
"You even asked him to give you personal guidance, and your level is just this low?" Tiger's voice rolled in his throat, "You didn't understand what was going on at all, and your cooperation was a piece of shit."
Long Qi wasn't upset at all. Facts proved that Tiger's statement was not wrong. In this kind of thing, communication is always better than no communication - swearing is also a type of communication.
"so?"
"This is not what he wants to imprint."
The tiger maintained a half-crouched posture, and his bare right arm had already pounded the muddy ground in front of him into paste. But every time he pulled it up, there was no mud on it, only bubbles and dark flames, intertwined and curled. move.
The conflict between the toxic environment and the formatted space was so clear and strong, forming the only two poles that Long Qi could not capture anything else suspicious at all.
Long Qi shrugged: "How about we wait and let Professor Luo give us a demonstration? I don't know anything else, but one thing is very clear: if we follow the current progress, there is a possibility that we can complete this 'homework task' on time. , infinitely close to zero.”
The tiger ignored him again, and only lifted his thin arm again. The poisonous gas in the bubbles and the dark flame of the fire of style entangled with his movements, forming an invisible pulling resistance, so that he When he raised his hand, it seemed as if he was holding a weight weighing a hundred kilograms... Well, for an extraordinary species, the standard must be raised ten or a hundred times.
The soft muddy ground of the swamp rippled again
.
But it continued to weaken like the breathing of a dying man.
Long Qi watched the tiger's movements thoughtfully.
He didn't get distracted for too long. He couldn't help much in this situation. In addition, he was expecting Ronan to give clear guidance, so he didn't want to waste his time thinking about "operation codes" for the time being.
However, Tiger's extremely focused attitude made it difficult for him to sit idle here. After thinking about it, he simply contacted the rear again: "By the way, is there a small aircraft or the like that can provide support? If there are defensive weapons, Something like that would be better.”
He was thinking about going deep into the Greater Golden Triangle area. Not only would he continue to carry out this terrible operation, but he also had to keep up with the advancement of the "Dark Blue Walker Cluster". Their off-road vehicles alone were really wishful thinking. After all, it's impossible to ask the other side to stop and wait every time...
Well, with Long Qi's shamelessness, he felt that this request was a bit too much.
But beyond his expectation, someone answered almost immediately: "Can you sit in mine?"
Not Lieutenant Colonel Lang Zhihe, but a younger voice.
"Who are you?"
"Anseong Defense Line Forward Command, Operations Staff Officer Rokko."
"Then...thank you?"
After hanging up the phone, Long Qi felt that things were getting more interesting. However, this kind of thing must be reported to the tiger no matter what. He turned his head and looked over, and it happened to be another pull - this time it seemed that the "toxic environment" was aroused even more, and the filthy slurry bubbles gurgled up, as if the swamp was boiling.
"A word of advice, when cleaning the sewer pipes, be careful not to get smeared in the face."
The one who laughed was definitely not Long Qi.
The sound came from the swamp in front of the tiger, deeper than the area where they were.
It was already a cesspool, and there was no place for ordinary people to set foot. There were only a few short trees, twisted and twisted, half immersed in the sewage and half lying on the water.
At this time, someone was sitting on a branch across the water, with his legs dangling, hitting the water, splashing mud, and his upper body was extremely stable, with his elbows resting on his knees, forming a stable The structure is bowed and has almost no ups and downs.
Long Qi's eyes jumped.
It feels like the scene ahead is like a careless special effects artist who forcibly pieced together pictures and moving scenes, full of contradictions and disharmony.
The person who is the subject of the picture is showing an exaggerated smile to this side. He looks like a patient with facial paralysis, and the left half of his face is completely motionless.
