Volume 8: A Trip to the Sick Village Chapter 402: "Mockery"
"I have to find a way to make this guy attack me actively..." Ke Lan thought - if only he knew the taunting skills of the tank profession in MMORPG, with a battle cry and a strong taunt, the BOSS would rush towards him like a crazy person... However, in reality , even if Ke Lan cursed all eighteen generations of this thing's ancestors, nothing would happen.
But this idea is generally correct. What needs to change is the way of taunting...
What kind of taunting method can attract the hatred of the puppet individual?
Ke Lan's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a control terminal on the side.
The absolute control area radius of the puppet individual is 50 meters, which almost covers most of the bridge area. However, this independent control terminal is outside this range!
This is a backup terminal used to manually adjust the heading of an airship. Normally, as long as the airship's automatic navigation system does not malfunction, this thing is basically idle - but idle as it is, it is still a genuine control terminal. As long as there is sufficient authority, various commands can be issued to the "Greece" airship through this terminal.
The authority that Ke Lan possesses is the highest authority above that of the captain.
"With the help of this terminal, we can lock all the weapon systems of the 'Greece' airship... No, locking it is not safe enough. After all, that guy uses physical intrusion methods and may resort to violent means to unlock it. We might as well input self-destruct commands directly to all weapons... In addition, we have to find a way to destroy the engine as well, so that it doesn't use the airship itself as a weapon to crash into it. In this way, the 'Greece' airship will lose all value to the puppet individual!" Ke Lan thought.
Anyway, the logistics team has been wiped out. Even if Ke Lan dismantles this airship, no one will blame him... As for the Soma Group, they should reimburse the repair costs for me, right?
"This is the only way!"
After making up his mind, Ke Lan quickly ran towards the control terminal.
"What method?" Marshall was stunned and followed.
"Since the puppet individual is going to carry out the mission of 'destroying the South 16th District Space Station', it will definitely come to stop my action!"
"But you haven't told me what you're going to do?"
"Use this control terminal to disarm all the weapons on the airship!" Ke Lan said quickly. At this time, his palm was already pressed on the touch screen of the control terminal.
"Beep - identity authentication completed, Ke Lan, male, special consultant of Soma Group, authority level: highest. The A2 intelligent control terminal of the 'Greece' high-speed airship is serving you." A pleasant female voice came from the speaker next to the screen, and a virtual keyboard formed by holographic projection appeared in the air.
"Switch it to the weapon control system!" Ke Lan shouted at the control terminal.
Although this is a terminal used to adjust the course, the internal circuits are directly connected to the main control system of the aircraft carrier. With Ke Lan's authority, it would be no problem even if he wanted to retrieve a short film stored in a crew member's personal terminal.
"In progress..."
The scene on the screen changed, and suddenly a cross-section of the structure of the "Greece" aircraft carrier was revealed. From this picture, we can see that in addition to the electromagnetic guns used for air defense, the "Greece" was also equipped with a battleship-level plasma cannon and twenty-four guided missiles with tactical-grade nuclear warheads - with these weapons, let alone one "Southern District 16" space station, it would be more than enough to destroy ten such space stations.
"Marshall! Ze Luo! Keep an eye on that big guy. If it comes to stop me, help me block its attack... If it attacks with its body, find a way to clamp the part of its limb that is attacking!"
Ke Lan glanced at the puppet individual in the distance, and then turned his attention back to the screen of the control terminal. He had taken off the gloves of his space suit, and his ten fingers were tapping quickly on the virtual keyboard.
"Tactical nuclear warheads No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 have locked onto their targets ."
"Confirm launch?"
"Launch!" Ke Lan slid the little finger of her right hand across the Enter key like a dragonfly skimming the water, and three guided missiles with tactical nuclear warheads flew out from the launch silo on the side of the ship, leaving long trails.
The targets he selected for the missiles were three asteroids at the limit of their range. In fact, even if he randomly selected a few asteroids in the low-Earth orbit of Alpha, the strike radius of the tactical nuclear warhead would not affect the space station at all. To be safe, he set these missiles to extremely far targets, and in order to prevent the puppet individuals from modifying the missile targets after seizing the weapon control system, he deleted the redirection function in the guidance program as soon as the missile was launched.
"That thing is still not moving?" Ke Lan waved his hand, and three more missiles flew out into the dark and deep universe without looking back.
"No." Marshall answered. Standing between Ke Lan and the puppet, he bent his waist and held up a dozen layers of shields formed by materialized willpower in front of him with his hands.
"It doesn't matter if it remains silent. As long as I disarm all the weapons on the aircraft carrier, our mission objectives for this trip will be mostly accomplished!" Ke Lan said.
"Tactical nuclear warheads No. 7, No. 8, and No. 9 have been..."
"Fire! Fire all!" If it weren't for the fact that the "Greece" aircraft carrier only had three missile silos, he would even want to write a full-missile launch program on the spot and launch all twenty-four missiles at once.
"It's moving! Hey! This guy is getting anxious! It's finally getting anxious!" Marshall just shouted, and he flew backwards as if he was hit hard. A mouthful of blood with broken internal organs even splattered on Ke Lan's body.
The dozen or so layers of mental power shields were actually broken by the puppet individual in just a moment, and dozens of black spikes wrapped in the mental power of the victims shot towards Ke Lan who was standing in front of the control terminal.
"It's just spikes..." Ke Lan shook his head with some regret. These things do not belong to the body of the puppet. Contact with them cannot break the domain of the puppet.
After Marshall's dozen layers of shields were torn apart, Ze Luo's petite body took the initiative to face these black spikes - she did not use time stop or telekinesis, but directly used her body to catch these black spikes.
