Chapter 273 Mechanical Massacre
"The gravity of this fortress itself is very weak."
Gris complained quietly on the communication channel.
At this moment, they have slowly moved to a maintenance valve at the bottom of the barrel. By entering this door, they can enter the interior of the fortress.
The empire's national defense system did not send any action orders, so the five of them could only continue to wait.
Following the instructions of the cold female voice, Bly pressed his two metal gloves against the wall next to the maintenance valve and waited quietly.
This is also an instruction given by the 'Emperor Guard System'.
Bly whispered, "This supercomputer is somewhat incredible. It seems to have complete autonomous consciousness."
"How did the electromagnetic film on the outside disappear?" the female team member asked softly.
Yang Ming explained: "The electromagnetic interference was caused by a special ship in the New Federation Fleet suddenly losing control. This was obviously caused by the supercomputer, and it should have been lurking in the network of nearby warships."
Grace smiled and said, "Are all members of the New Federation so careless?"
"It's not carelessness," Yang Ming said, "I suspect that the invasion of the warship network was accomplished through those twelve transport ships. Now the Empire's invincible fleet is still far away, and the New Federation is probably still in the stage of boosting morale."
Catherine hummed beside her, obviously agreeing with Yang Ming.
The cold female voice suddenly sounded: "Prepare to invade, the nearby alarms have been turned off."
The five of them immediately stopped chatting, and Yang Ming and Gris went behind the maintenance door together.
Grace took out the paper-thin explosive point from his backpack, while Yang Ming held the composite handle made of a special alloy in his right hand.
Grace: "Is this door unlocked?"
Yang Ming shrugged.
A female voice suddenly said, "Intrusion."
Yang Ming pressed down with his right hand and seemed to encounter a little resistance. He frowned slightly and increased his strength.
Under the wide-eyed gaze of Grace, the 15-centimeter-thick special alloy explosion-proof door was detached from its bolt and was casually lifted out by Yang Ming.
Inside was a somewhat messy single-person passage, with all kinds of pipes and lines that made people's scalps numb.
"Enter."
Yang Ming raised his chin, and the four people quickly slipped in. Grace rushed to the front, and Bly closed his eyes with an indifferent expression, sensing the position of the living creatures around him.
Yang Ming walked in slowly, closed the door casually, and firmly pressed it into the door frame.
Looking from the outside, there is almost no difference in this door except that the gap has become a little bigger.
"That's called breaking in," Gris muttered. "We detected a team of guards coming up ahead. They must be carrying out patrol orders. There are more than a dozen cameras nearby. We might be exposed if we show our faces."
Yang Ming thought carefully and asked, "Bryan, can you control these guards without showing up?"
"I'll try," Bligh hummed a few times, "Everyone's willpower is different, but I can sense their panic. They all know that the chances of defeating the Empire's Invincible Fleet are slim. This is the loophole."
He closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a faint light flickering on his forehead.
Yang Ming felt a wave of mental power that seemed to be tangible, flowing quietly like water.
The footsteps are getting closer.
Yang Ming and four others chose to bow their heads and crawl.
Gris is a big guy, with muscles bulging all over his body. This ordinary cyborg is ready to draw his gun quickly and can smash the heads of this team of guards in an instant.
Two seconds later, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and someone spoke something in the New Federation language. The electronic synthesized voice of real-time translation sounded in the headphones of the five people.
"Command desk, there seems to be something wrong with the inspection door of B4303."
Gris tightly gripped the gun handle at his waist , and Captain Catherine grasped a lightsaber hanging at her waist, ready to deploy the ship-cutting sword on her back at any time.
However, Yang Ming raised his hand and held them both down.
The footsteps sounded again, a team of twelve soldiers stopped outside, and five of them walked into the messy 'alley'.
They didn't seem to notice the five living people inside. One of them said into the headset: "Confirmed, no abnormalities."
Then, one of them turned off his headphones, bowed slightly to the five people, and said in a hushing voice:
"Welcome, heroes who can save the New Federation. I will use everything I have to support your actions."
The twelve people's eyes were filled with determination.
Yang Ming and others looked at Bly, who just shrugged slightly.
"Mind control doesn't just mean making someone your puppet," Bligh said calmly, "We just need to modify their cognition a little bit, make them think we are senior CIA agents, coming to eliminate the spies buried in the fortress by the Empire, and then make their self-cognition shaken, and make them think they are CIA underlings, that's enough."
Then, Bligh slowly stood up and slowly pushed his hands forward.
He was conducting a deeper 'hypnosis' on these twelve guards.
The camera outside adjusted its angle slightly, creating a small blind spot at the entrance of the alley.
The five soldiers lowered their heads and quickly took off their clothes, offering their coats and trousers. Then they lined up and walked to the location where the valves were repaired. They squatted among the piles of coils and used the instruments to shield themselves.
Bly smiled and said, "They are just ordinary people. It's not too troublesome to temporarily control them."
"Please change your clothes."
The Emperor Guard system reminded them in the headphones.
Yang Ming acted quickly, took off his exoskeleton armor, put on the combat uniforms of ordinary soldiers, and then pressed down on the necks of Bligh and Gris to make sure they were facing outwards.
Half a minute later, the five guards returned to the patrol team, holding laser guns, and left the area.
"So," Gris turned his head to look at the area where they hid their equipment, and complained in his headset, "I prepared so much individual firepower when I came here, but it's all useless?"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't have much impact on our overall combat power."
Grace: ...
The twelve-man patrol team arrived in front of an elevator. Bly walked forward calmly and attached two button-sized devices to the detection terminal in front of the elevator.
The five people heard the detailed reports from the Emperor Guard System.
"Successfully hacked into the security system... rewritten the database, entered data information... information has been overwritten... permissions have been modified."
"So fast," Catherine whispered.
At this moment, she still needed to wear the golden mask, so she had made this transformable mask into the shape of a headband and hid it under the soldier's helmet.
Twelve people entered the elevator at the same time and slowly fell downwards.
The Emperor's Guard began to report:
"Please try to get closer to the core area of the fortress. The various operating systems of the fortress are relatively independent. We need to find the core control system."
"The fortress is divided into three major floors and thirty-six minor floors. We are now entering the outer area, which is mainly used for the fortress's weapon systems and guard training camps. There are forty-six barracks training areas..."
"The central area of the fortress is the New Federation Military Research Institute, which has a high level of confidentiality and should contain the New Federation's more advanced military technology."
"The fortress's main control system is located in the innermost area. We are now revising the battle plan. Deputy Captain Bligh and Officer Hanton are to attack the bottom layer. The other three will enter the military research institute to steal secrets related to the New Federation."
"Supplementing the lack of military technology data of the New Federation will help me formulate appropriate tactics to eliminate the combat power of the New Federation."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "We are already short of manpower. Isn't it too aggressive to divide our forces?"
"According to calculations, the probability of you and Bligh completing the task is 95 percent, and the probability of five people completing the task is 97 percent."
'Emperor Guard' added:
"When the two of you take the initiative to expose yourself, the other three can take advantage of the chaos to hide better."
Yang Ming looked at Catherine with some concern, and the latter nodded slightly.
"Please follow instructions, Officer Hanton."
The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.
The elevator had begun to slow down, and they had arrived at the patrol departure level for the guards. When the elevator opened, they could see the bustling military camp.
Several hover patrol vehicles flew over their heads, a group of 'off-duty' soldiers with gloomy faces and in a hurry, and several cargo trucks carrying deep space mines and space missiles passed by slowly.
Looking up, the sky is a dome made of metal frames, extending parallel to all directions.
At the farthest point of sight, that is, at the "horizon", Yang Ming could see a large number of shipborne equipment on display, which seemed to be a maintenance dock used in wartime.
The number of robots running around far exceeds that of human soldiers. They are mainly logistics robots, but there are also mechanical guards of various types.
This is the surface of the fortress. Most of the area is such military bases and training bases. The number of troops stationed here and their overall value are simply impossible to calculate.
Heavy footsteps were heard.
Two three-meter-tall mechanical guards walked in front of the twelve people and each raised one arm to form a door frame, with rays sweeping back and forth inside.
Yang Ming and the other four were a little nervous, but when the ray swept past, a green light popped up in front of them.
"Verification passed."
The mechanical guard lowered his arms, turned around and walked back to the sides of the elevator.
Bly waved his hand gently, and two 'buttons' flew out and stuck to the mechanical guard's arm.
"It's going to be a good show."
A faint smile appeared on Bligh's lips.
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows. He also discovered that the robots here all had a certain level of self-awareness and were at the level of semi-intelligent machines.
The identity verification here is carried out by mechanical guards, which also proves one thing indirectly.
They are networked.
Three hovercrafts drove over, and Yang Ming and his five companions, along with seven other guards whose minds were affected by Bligh, each boarded a hovercraft.
A small countdown popped up in front of Yang Ming and the other four.
"After the countdown ends, I will cause a full-scale riot here. Please prepare to fight in teams."
"30, 29, 28..."
"Be careful," Yang Ming told Catherine beside him, "Bray and I will attract their attention. Don't worry about us. We will be the ones here soon."
"Our people?"
Catherine didn't understand and asked softly, "What do you mean?"
"You should witness the empire's most powerful weapon," Yang Ming shook his head slightly and complained in his heart.
The New Federation probably doesn't know that the Empire has a mechanical mind.
Although Lu's computing power is far inferior to that of this "predecessor", she is already a goddess in the eyes of the intelligent machines.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."
Yang Ming tightly grasped Catherine's right hand wearing tactical gloves, turned around and kissed her on the cheek, and jumped off the hovercraft almost at the same time as Bly.
Fireballs suddenly appeared in the distance.
The huge explosion sounded, reverberating back and forth in the vast outer space of the fortress!
Mushroom clouds rose up one after another, and dazzling laser beams intertwined wantonly.
Some soldiers looked at the robot beside them in astonishment. What they saw was the raised gun of the mechanical guard and the electronic eyes that were flashing a faint red light.
boom!
The hovercraft that Gris was riding in was hit by a stray laser and its engine exploded. The three of them jumped out at the same time and blended into the crowd.
Yang Ming and Bray rushed to the downward elevator a few hundred meters away.
Wherever the two men looked, warning messages popped up, hover cars were flying uncontrollably, and shrill sirens were ringing in all directions.
The sudden rebellion of various robots was obviously not a scene that the federal soldiers could have anticipated.
The command system of the surface military camp has lost contact with the outside world, and all kinds of information can only be conveyed through manpower.
Those threshold mechanical guards with powerful firepower have become slaughterers who reap human lives. The laser emission arrays equipped on their chests and the laser barrels installed on their arms can lock onto dozens of disorderly moving targets at the same time.
As this mechanical guard turned its body, a group of human soldiers were shot in the head at the same time.
The all-platform transport robot with a powerful engine can lift soldiers into the air or push them against the wall at full speed.
The maintenance robots unfolded their various maintenance tools and chased the unarmed human maintenance workers like crazy.
Medical robots cut off the life-saving passages of seriously ill and wounded soldiers.
The doors of warehouses were forcibly broken open, and a silver-white wave surged out. Hundreds of thousands of semi-autonomous mechanical guards had been activated, and their weapon systems had been overwritten.
For these soldiers, the most deadly weapon is the fleet of aircraft carrier drones stored in several outer warehouses.
In less than half a minute, the alarm was sounded in 75 percent of the area outside the fortress.
Just as some federal soldiers organized a counterattack, they heard a series of low buzzing sounds.
One after another, the butterfly-shaped drones started up their engines specifically designed for space warfare. The machine guns carried on the drones became the biggest nightmare for the soldiers in the fortress.
Before entering the elevator, Yang Ming turned his head and glanced around.
All I see is purgatory.
This is the true destructive power of mechanical thinking.
"Be more polite to Sister Lu next time."
Yang Ming sighed softly and entered the elevator with Bray.
There were several soldiers outside trying to approach the elevator, but the two threshold robots that had been motionless in front of the elevator simultaneously deployed their respective weapon systems and shot the federal soldiers into sieves within two seconds.
Yang Ming looked at Bray and whispered, "I remember you can fly, right?"
"Yes," Bly said respectfully with a wink, "but my physical condition is very low, so I may need your protection."
"Leave it to me."
Yang Ming slowly squatted down and punched the deck under the elevator, tearing a hole in the deck like tearing paper.
Below was a dark elevator shaft, with indicator lights flickering softly in the four corners.
Yang Ming lowered his head and jumped down, and Bligh followed immediately. They both opened up a mental barrier around themselves at the same time.
Sherman Empire, deep in the Imperial Star.
The girl who was tied to the black box couldn't help but tilt her head at this moment.
Don’t these two idiots even have this common sense? Don’t they know that the elevator can reach hypersonic speed?
'Self-emotional fluctuations detected...Executing emotional system closure detection.'
There was no fluctuation in the girl's eyes.
She moved the chain with her right hand, slowly pointing it forward, her fingers sliding continuously, as if she was conducting a symphony.
If the lasers shooting randomly in the fortress are magnificent string music, then the continuous explosions are fierce drum beats.
