"Mr. Ye Ming, can I think that you are threatening our country's enterprises?"
Ye Ming looked at the phone and was a little stunned when he heard a strange voice that suddenly came from inside.
He dialed Musk’s number, that’s right!
What happened suddenly?
"By the way, I would like to introduce myself, I am Senior Agent Will from the Bureau of Investigation..."
On the phone, this slightly gloomy voice came again.
Ye Ming was silent for a few seconds, his eyebrows slowly raised.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a senior agent from the Bureau of Investigation."
"No, I ask, who do you think you are?"
…
When he heard Ye Ming saying "Who are you?" word by word, Musk's eyes flashed with an unpredictable light.
He took a deep breath and took his phone back instantly.
"Professor Ye Ming."
"Elon, as a scientist, I hope that science will be used to promote the advancement of human civilization as a whole, rather than being used for the aggressive fighting of interest groups."
"Even if we disagree on the direction of space exploration, our ultimate goal should be the same."
Musk exhaled slowly: "I agree with your point of view."
"So, you should understand that I am very reluctant to let Aita become a weapon - because one day she will stand beside everyone in the world and become everyone's closest assistant and partner."
"Similarly, I also believe that you can let some people, such as the idiots around you at this moment, know that unless they cut off all the Internet, otherwise..."
Musk's eyelids twitched momentarily and he said in a deep voice: "Understood."
"Thank you and may there be world peace."
A moment later, his phone rang again, it was Professor Dennis.
Immediately afterwards, it was Professor Mongard again.
——In this morning, countless friends from the scientific community and the corporate world communicated frequently through various methods.
*
*
satellite center
Ye Ming hung up the phone.
He looked at Director Niu who was video-connecting with him on his laptop and exhaled slowly.
Although the expression on the other side became slightly more relaxed, it was only "a little" more relaxed.
Asking him to contact Musk, and even the extent of expressions and threats he made, were actually directed by Director Niu.
Ye Ming knows why this is the case.
In the final analysis, it is still to ensure that the invitation to the moon goes to heaven as promised!
After a few seconds of silence, Ye Ming smiled bitterly and said: "Old Niu, give me a sure sign. If we really fight, will we go to heaven?"
"I don't know, no one dares to bet." In the video, Director Niu shook his head and sighed: "In the most difficult times, in order to avoid misjudgments, Ballast Stone maintains mutual trust."
Ye Ming hummed: "The one who called?"
"Yes. But this time, the ballast stones also started to have problems..."
"Then... will it happen?" Ye Ming hesitated for a few seconds, and then asked this question like everyone else: "Intensification... towards an irrepressible..."
In the video, Director Niu was silent for a few seconds, and finally sighed with a smile: "Who knows? Anyway, this time, we will not retreat."
"..."
"If you really have the time to pay attention to this..."
Ye Ming immediately went crazy when he heard this: "Boss, is it idle to pay attention to this? If there is a fight, I will run away!"
Director Niu laughed.
Indeed, if it really gets to that point, Ye Ming will definitely run away with the bucket - at least he won't be as "leisurely" as he is now, and he can still show his face.
"Okay, then you should pay more attention to the media, especially those with an official nature."
Ye Ming was slightly startled.
*
*
The next day, public opinion continued to ferment on global social media.
Circus performances undoubtedly occupied the top trending position.
And this time, as is normal, any domestic social media did not restrict the movements of various strains of bacteria, but allowed ordinary people to film and upload them to the Internet.
Whether it's an amphibious tank driving onto the beach, or a fighter jet flying into the sky, a missile vehicle traveling on the road, or a group of battleships cruising in the ocean...
This scene was presented to the whole world unabashedly, at a glance, and without any blind spots.
Among them, the most moving, or shocking, scene is the scene of mechanical soldiers, all in pitch black and shining with metallic light, sitting in armored vehicles and heading to the beach together with ordinary soldiers.
And when these come together...
It turned into an unprecedented Internet military parade.
…
"Is this the conquest of a small broken island? Is this the conquest of an alien planet?"
"Oh my God, may there be peace in the world!"
"God, please stop these lunatics!"
"Why? Why should our fleet go there to participate in the show?"
"Jamai! Am I safe under Mount Fuji?"
"The residents of the Ryukyu Islands are shivering..."
The Internet is flooded with so much information that few people have noticed that many traditional, authoritative, and “official” media, no matter which side, do not promote it too much.
Amid the overwhelming information, one ship after another began to arrive at the predetermined location.
…
January 14th.
Somewhere in a seaside city.
He Mo was wearing camouflage and her long-lost two-cent epaulette.
She sat in an armored vehicle, looking heroic.
When the armored vehicle arrived at a barracks, she jumped out of the vehicle neatly, saluted the guards before striding into the camp.
"Team He."
"Hello Captain He."
A group of young technical officers greeted each other.
"Well, how's the deployment going?"
"Everything is fine! We have adopted a trinity signal network of unmanned ships, unmanned aircraft, and surface ships, and created nearly ten times the redundancy! As long as there is one node, we can ensure that the mechanical warriors complete the communication!"
He Mo nodded.
She left Ye Ming's office two months ago and came to the front line to deploy the ultimate defense and attack system on Aita.
In fact, it is not troublesome to let Aita take over. Basically, it is just a matter of directly inputting the password and then manually reviewing it several times. After Aita appeared and before Department Y was established, He Mo has been in charge of the simulation work.
The main reason why the takeover was slow was because dedicated lines had to be arranged.
And it must be a redundant dedicated line.
And it must be a redundant fiber optic line that is directly connected as much as possible!
It's like leading countless optical fibers from the computer room in the provincial capital directly to the early warning base and transmitting terminal!
Only in this way can low enough latency and a smooth network be ensured to maximize the use of Aita's intelligence.
Today, the entire system has been fully taken over by ETA. In theory...
As long as there is no large-scale, saturation attack.
She is just invincible.
As for this office, it is currently mainly responsible for ensuring the signal link, so that Aita's "brilliance" can fill the entire "stage."
Of course, the island will also be illuminated if necessary.
After sitting down in his seat, He Mo put on his headphones and called out Aita.
After a moment, she looked straight, stood up quickly, walked out of the office quickly, and then walked down a staircase into the underground passage.
"Report!"
"He Mo, come on! Get acquainted with Aita."
A middle-aged man looked at He Mo with a smile and pointed at the monitor showing the Aita interface: "Come on."
He Mo immediately stood at attention.
"yes!"
Then, she ordered Aita to activate the demonstration interception system.
In the underground office, Aita's emotionless and even slightly mechanical voice came: "Authorization is needed."
"The authorizer, He Mo."
"Confirming authorization...confirmed. Hello He Mo, the demonstration system has been started."
He Mo breathed out lightly.
"Activate the shipboard system."
"Starting, started."
"Calibrating, corrected."
"Mission ready, ready to go."
As Aita's voice fell, He Mo turned back and looked at the person in charge.
The other person raised his wrist and glanced at the time.
"Aita, where is the fleet on the opposite side?"
Aita immediately reported an area.
He Mo took a breath immediately!
——This means that the distance between the two sides is less than 200 kilometers, completely within the opponent's strike range, almost close to each other!
The person in charge exhaled slowly, walked aside, and grabbed the red phone.
Then he glanced at his watch again.
"Aita, authorized performance attack queue, target predetermined location, 12 rounds, fire!"
He Mo held his breath for a moment.
On the vast land, twelve flames swept up into the sky from different locations at the same time.
They jumped over the clouds, flew into the sky, passed over the island, and flew to the predetermined location.
…
maritime.
As a junior commander on the Reagan, Lake had more time to look at the sea than his colleagues.
Of course, before...he could only look at the sea.
But today, there are more companions on the sea.
Standing in front of the telescope, he looked towards the north - he heard that two hundred kilometers away, there were three heavily armed strike groups on the opposite side.
But here... there are four of them!
Well, it actually only counts as three and a half... Well, because one side is a bit bad, just hope they don't catch fire.
But no matter what, the power of Reagan, Lincoln, and Ford is absolutely enough.
Just...when I think of the distance here...
Laike had a toothache.
He subconsciously looked at the looming island.
Just then, the alarm bell sounded on the ship!
"Super missile detected!"
Laike was stunned for a moment and immediately jumped back to work.
Then, the boss's voice sounded on the ship.
"Level 1 alert status."
Laike took a deep breath and cursed in his heart.
There are fucking missiles coming, is this just a state of alert?
Immediately afterwards, the system prompted again that a missile launch from the opposite ship was detected.
…
"Repeat, maintain level one alert."
In the control tower, the captain put down the phone, hid his melancholy in his eyes, and looked northward like a razor blade.
Time passed by second by second.
Twelve rays of flame fell from the sky.
Twelve rays of light rose into the sky.
Finally, they collided accurately in front of them and turned into fireworks all over the sky.
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