Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 89: Wisdom of Life
After we killed the last stubborn metal puppet, the gate of the enemy base stood in front of us without any defense. For us, this gate was actually much more difficult to deal with than the hundreds of puppets with guns and bullets outside: this huge gate was as tall as dozens of people, and was made of a kind of metal that was both hard and extremely tough. Because it was tightly closed, I couldn't see how thick it was, but conservatively estimated that it should be at least wider than my entire body.
Changgong Sheri excitedly fired the two magnetic energy shells that he had finally recharged at the two door panels, but there was not even a dent on them. God knows what we can do with such a huge and heavy iron plate. Can we still rely on the light bullet guns in our hands that are not much thicker than our fingers? It is more reliable to wait for the door to rust away slowly than to use that thing to blow it open.
Just when I was at my wits' end, the "elite troops" of various races that had been following us finally caught up with their unprecedented bravery. Whenever some soldiers charged forward, others would hide in excellent shooting positions to cover them vigilantly. When the soldiers in front found a suitable cover, they would squat or lie down to set up their weapons and cover their companions behind to continue to move forward. This alternating way of advancing seemed both professional and agile, fully demonstrating the good battlefield qualities of these guys. They looked both mighty and majestic, as if they had destroyed the puppets that had turned into wreckage all over the ground.
To be honest, although we were only separated for a short while, I always felt that I hadn't seen them for a long time, and I almost forgot their existence. I really don't understand what the use of these guys who only know how to hide behind the trees and shoot randomly is, and why Colonel Duffy must let them stay with us.
But then again, in such a fierce battle with bullets flying everywhere, this group of future warriors managed to ensure that not a single soldier was sacrificed without destroying a single enemy, and not even a single scratch was made on their skin. Judging from their ability to save their lives, they can definitely be called the elite among the elite.
Just when I was secretly criticizing these cowards who were hiding behind the battle, they slapped me hard with their actual actions: a dwarf soldier walked to the right side of the gate under the cover of two comrades, took out a shiny card from his pocket, inserted it into a long and thin slot, and then opened a small window on the wall beside the door, and a fancy keyboard popped out from it; he typed a string of characters on the keyboard with his fingers flying, and a moment later, there was a roar in the gate, and then the earth shook, and the two huge metal doors slowly moved to the sides, and the scene was so spectacular that it was like the gate to the kingdom of the gods opening in the world. Not long after, there were two huge crisp sounds of "click, click" on both sides of the gate, which sounded like something was stuck firmly - this base gate that had left us at a loss was easily opened by him.
I scratched my head and shrugged uncomfortably: Okay, I admit that my thoughts just now may have been a bit excessive.
Like the two military bases we have seen before, there is also a huge square behind the gate of this base, but there are not so many dangerous combat machines parked there. The entire square is as empty as a wilderness.
The commander of the assault force found us at this time and said, "Brave soldiers, I am glad to fight alongside you..."
To be honest, I don’t feel happy at all fighting alongside you guys… I thought to myself.
"...But I'm afraid we'll have to separate from you here..." He took out his electronic map, pointed at the image on it and continued to say to us, "...There are three warehouses storing mechanical warriors here, here, and here in this base..." He clicked on the three blue dots on the map, "...We will go and hold them back so that they can't stop you. I suggest you follow the power pipeline from here through the biological research experimental area and head directly to the mainframe room where the enemy's main brain is located. There won't be many enemies on this road. I hope you can kill that guy as soon as possible. I don't know how long the troops blocking the enemy's reinforcements can hold out."
After saying that, he put down the map board, stood up solemnly, stretched out his right hand and raised it to his right forehead, and performed a strange but beautiful gesture: "Good luck to everyone!" After saying that, he led his soldiers and left the square through an exit without looking back.
We took out our electronic map, which had a solid green line marking the path we should take. At this point, I had to express my sincere admiration and gratitude for our forward-looking deployment of forces: there were large in area and had complex roads, but the most outrageous thing was that there were three floors, each with a large area. If there were no green line marking the route, even we would have a hard time finding the way forward on this tangled map. If Niu Baiwan had come here with us, he would have gotten lost forever if he wasn't careful.
The road marked by the commander was indeed poorly guarded. Along the way, we did not encounter large-scale organized resistance from the enemy. Only a few dozen iron puppets encountered us during patrols, and we killed them all like cutting melons and vegetables. We only encountered some minor troubles at the entrance from the first floor to the second floor. The enemy built a small combat fortification here and made full defense preparations. At the same time, they used some magic to set up a powerful electric grid on the road. Once we touched it, we would fall into a short state of paralysis, which was very dangerous in the dense rain of bullets.
Opposite this fortification, not only were the artillery batteries firing light bullets at us, but also metal puppets ran by from time to time, some shooting at us, and some throwing bombs at us. The dense firepower made us flustered and exhausted.
Fortunately, my friends quickly found a way to deal with it: they found that there were three dark red discs above the fortifications that attracted our attention. For some reason, my companions spontaneously concentrated all their firepower and fired in their direction, as if they were determined that as long as they blew up those three things, they could completely disintegrate the fortifications.
There was no verbal communication, no eye contact, and I couldn't even see any gestures between them. They immediately responded in unison. I had never seen their opinions so unified and their cooperation so close before. Even words became redundant, as if this tacit understanding had been rooted deep in their hearts and deeply planted in their souls.
But the annoying thing is that these three things are at a high angle, and are blocked in front by an extended weapon platform. It is difficult for them to aim while standing on the ground, and they can only jump and shoot at them. The accuracy of their shooting is greatly reduced, and the danger of them being exposed to gunfire and bullets is greatly increased.
"Shoot at that!" Seeing that I was still holding the assault rifle and shooting at the metal cover of some fortification in vain, Red Wolf shouted at me.
"Why?" I was puzzled. "How do you know hitting that thing will work?"
Red Wolf glanced at me with a hint of disdain: "There is a generation gap, there is a generation gap, have you never played Contra?"
"What's the soul?" I was puzzled. "I have killed a few soul warriors..."
"If you don't know, then don't waste your time..." Red Wolf interrupted me as he aimed and fired with his pistol with difficulty, "... Just follow the instructions, you can't go wrong, this is a fucking 3D version of Contra."
As he was speaking, he suddenly found that Changbow Shooting Sun was standing there blankly and motionless, with a series of "crackling" sounds coming from his mouth, which sounded like something was knocking. After a while, the dwarf priest returned to normal.
"Changgong, what were you doing just now?" Red Wolf asked.
"I just tried to input up, up, down, left, right, left, right, BABA on the keyboard." Red Wolf said something that confused me.
"Oh my god, will it work?" Ding Ding Xiaoge interrupted.
Changgong Sheri rolled his eyes and looked at Red Wolf with disdain: "Do you think it will be useful?"
"You know what's the point of trying!"
"What do you know? Back then, I had to fight three times and borrow lives to pass the level even if I wanted to transfer 30 lives. It left a psychological trauma on me. Whenever I see this scene, I feel nostalgic."
"You are such a loser. I could have passed the level with just one life!"
"Wait a minute!" Hearing this, Feiyin suddenly screamed, hid in a corner where there was no danger for the time being, and then fell into a stagnation. When she came back, Changgong Sheri asked curiously:
"President, what have you been doing again?"
"I also tried to input a secret technique, but it didn't work."
"What did you lose?"
“Show Me The Money.”
"Why am I not surprised at all that you chose this secret technique..."
Please, can anyone tell me what they are talking about?
…
I think my friends either received some kind of divine revelation or were guided by some mysterious wisdom, but no matter what they relied on to choose their targets, their decision was undoubtedly correct. After we finally beat a dark red disc to less than one-third of its durability, and then it was blasted by two consecutive shots from the Longbow Sun Shooting, part of the weapon system of this fortification stopped immediately.
Encouraged by this achievement and also because we were used to the intensity of this battle, we continued to work hard and soon blew up the other two red dots. With the last loud noise, the entire fortification turned into ruins after the explosion. The power grid lost its energy supply and disappeared without a trace. Behind the ruins, we saw a small door.
My companions walked calmly towards the small door and pressed a button on the side of the door skillfully. Soon the small door opened, revealing a narrow hut that could only accommodate about ten people at most.
They went in, and I had no idea what they were doing: it was obvious that there was nothing in this little room, and if we were attacked by the enemy here, we wouldn't even have a place to hide. Only an idiot would run to a place where they would almost certainly die at this time to hide, and what we had to do was not just hide, but also destroy the supercomputer that was controlling everything behind the scenes - I wish I knew what it was.
"Shouldn't we... find a staircase?" I looked around carefully. The electronic map showed that this should be the passage leading to the second underground floor. I believed it wouldn't be too difficult to find.
"Stop making trouble!" I didn't expect Honglang and Dingding Xiaoge to pull me into the house without saying anything, and then Feiyin pressed a button and the door closed.
I immediately fell into a great panic, holding my shield and assault rifle tightly, ready to rush out of the hut at any time and face any bad situation. But strangely, my friends stood there very relaxed, and I didn't see any worries or fears from them, nor did I know when they planned to leave the room.
Suddenly the room moved, and then I felt a huge force dragging the room down. I didn't know what happened, but I felt it was terrible. I suddenly had an extremely horrible sense of oppression, as if all the blood in my body was rushing up. This feeling made me desperate, but also made me feel a sense of novelty and excitement that I couldn't suppress. Just when I thought we were all going to die in this room for no apparent reason, the room suddenly stopped.
The door opened, and the scene outside was completely different. Looking at the electronic map again, we were already on the second floor.
I looked at the cabin carefully again: this thing can actually move up and down, taking us from one floor to another?
This is so exciting, who wants to do it again?
But my companions were obviously not as excited as I was, and they filed out of the hut. I didn't know why they had no interest in this fun and practical creation, and I couldn't figure out where they learned to operate and use this tool.
But it did teach me an important lesson: not all questions can be answered in alchemy books, and sometimes people who to us seem to know nothing about profound and advanced science can find solutions to problems through other means, which is generally referred to as "the wisdom of life."
It is obvious that my friends have a full understanding of the red dots on the fortifications and the small room that can be moved up and down freely. Most of this profound knowledge does not come from books or the notes of a wise man, but from their lives - if it is not the adventure life on the Farvi continent, it is probably from another dimension where they live.
Sometimes I feel very strange. They can learn such profound and strange knowledge about operating this magical house in their daily life, but they are completely ignorant of the simplest and most basic common sense that the dissipation rate of magic energy multiplied by the area of the affected range divided by two plus the square root of the sum of its duration and intensity equals the Moska unit strength of this magic. What kind of weird, evil and puzzling plane do they live in?
