Road to science and technology

What gave these people courage was not that they had actually killed Cybertron's spaceship, but that they felt that the spacecraft was not big and did not look as big as an aircraft carrier.

Well, a Ford-class aircraft carrier is 335 meters long, the F22 is 18.9 meters long, and this spacecraft is only 110 meters long, which can be said to be very small.

At this time, Sam, who was far away at the airport in another city, also felt that things were not that simple. Just when he was about to say something more, he thought the operator's voice sounded next to him.

"Sir, Pentagon Line 15."

Miying walked over, picked up the phone, listened for a while and said, "What about the Autobots?"

"Understood." She hung up the phone and looked at the news on the computer screen.

At this time, Congress' decision to deport the Autobots also appeared on the news, followed by reports over New York.

Sam also leaned over and looked at the news report and said: "What? They can't do this. They are allies. The Autobots protect us and fight alongside us! Besides, there are unknown enemies now. We need them and they will help. We defeat the enemy."

"The legislation has been passed, let's start taking action!" Miying shouted, then looked at Sam helplessly, as if she understood the pain of this person who lived with the Autobots day and night, and then raised her hand to let Sam see the phone on her palm. , said to him:

"Looking at our current situation, it is a fact that aliens are invading on a large scale, and what is happening in New York has nothing to do with it at this time."

As Director Miying said, he boarded the plane to deal with the expulsion of the Autobots. The boss had made it clear just now that the matter in New York should be ignored for the time being and that the immediate matter should be dealt with first. Moreover, the fact is that the Autobots lost, maybe Because the Pentagon doesn't work with losers? Who knows, but her orders were to keep going.

With this rapid legislation, Mi Ying flew to the Autobot deportation place on a plane, and Sam naturally followed the plane.

"You can tell me everything you know now." Mi Ying sat upright, raised her right hand and turned it several times counterclockwise in front of her chest.

'New York needs their help'

Seeing that Sam was still struggling with this matter, Mi Ying could only sigh and said: "The ship in New York is just a small spaceship. We haven't received any response from the other party yet. The risk factor is not clear, but according to the assessment, it is not very dangerous. Gao, the most important thing is that this matter has nothing to do with the Autobots, okay?"

Sam sat opposite the director. He wanted to continue this matter and try to convince the other party, but it seemed that it was not possible, so he was silent for a while and said: "The Autobots cannot leave the earth."

And Miying naturally used the Autobot's Xanthium to educate the young man.

The Xanthium was the vehicle used by the second group of Autobots to come to Earth, and it has since been under the care and study of NASA.

What's ridiculous is that in order to expel the Autobots, it is now being used to transport the Autobots out of the earth. Perhaps it has been thoroughly studied and is of no value, or it may have received better cooperation from the Decepticons, or something else.

Weighing the pros and cons, the Pentagon does not need anyone else to tell them what to do, they will make their own decisions.

Just like now, in an office in the building, a young colonel Lennox in a green military uniform said: "General Morshower, all fighter planes have been put on standby and can attack at any time."

The thin-haired General Moshower next to him just nodded to express his understanding and did not speak.

At this time, a big guy standing behind asked: "Has the other party not responded yet?"

The handsome colonel glanced at the boss talking behind him and stood up from the computer. This was originally not the scope of his answer, but since the boss asked him, he naturally would not refuse, so he pointed at the screen as if he understood. Said: "Experts have sent us text-related information through various bands, but there is currently no response."

Because it was the president who was asking the question, he continued to talk about his opinion: "It stands to reason that the other party's advanced technology should have deciphered our language long ago, and what we sent there was not encrypted. Radio wave, the other party is not responding now, it is possible that the other party is unwilling to answer."

The president nodded: "Well, do the Cybertronians know?"

"They must know about this kind of thing before us. There is no movement now. Maybe they are not interested."

"Have all nearby residents been evacuated?"

"Not so fast, and those people don't listen to me." At this time, General Moshower, who was also standing next to the president in a light green military uniform and had been silent, spread his hands helplessly and said what happened, and then said with a serious face. : "All kinds of artillery are ready, Mr. President."

If the other party doesn't answer, then they don't know the other party's intentions, so they must consider the worst direction, and all units must be well prepared. Eagle Sauce will never succumb to alien threats, and his own safety must be guaranteed.

Judging from the current situation, there are two ways to ensure your own safety. One is to see if the other party has any intentions and whether they can communicate and cooperate, just like Cybertron. The other is to kill the other party and you will be safe.

The office is no longer as nervous as it was at the beginning, because experts have already given the answer. The way this spaceship appears is a kind of space technology, just like the space bridge technology that was learned about the Cybertronians before. Cybertronians who also possess this technology may not be invincible.

The president thought for a moment and continued: "Where is the other party's technology assessment?"

At this time, a strong and energetic old man with a strong haircut handed a report to the president, and then said: "According to the assessment, the other party has mastered a kind of space bridge technology, but currently no cyberspace has been found at the point of its emergence. Tan's energy column-like equipment or other energy reactions detect a strong electromagnetic field near the opponent's spacecraft. The opponent should be using a levitation technology based on this, but we don't know how to do it yet."

"From this point of view, the other party may not have mastered anti-gravity technology, and judging from the thrusters, they seem to be similar to the Xanthium's conventional thrusters. Since the other party has not turned on the thrusters, it is impossible to determine what kind of energy it uses. ."

"As for the appearance of the spacecraft, it should be a special alloy." After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the cup and took a sip of hot coffee as if no one else was there.

At this time, General Morshower walked up to Colonel Lennox, looked at the spaceship on the computer screen, and said, "We can't keep the other party if they leave."

When everyone heard this, they naturally knew that General Moshower was talking about the sudden appearance of the other party's technology. If the other party really did not need any equipment to teleport to the sky over New York, they really had nothing to do. However, those present had all learned from cyberspace before. Tanren learned from the space bridge technology that this method of transmission requires equipment, so they all felt that they might not have discovered the location of the other party's equipment for the time being.

Just when everyone was guessing and preparing, all kinds of artillery were ready.

A computer screen went black and then a line of Chinese characters appeared. Looking at this line of characters, these big guys breathed a sigh of relief. The other party finally responded, but they always felt that something was wrong.

Of course they would feel something was wrong, because after Yue Yuanzhou appeared in New York, he had been sitting on the sofa of the spacecraft thinking about how to get Cybertron's technology this time, so he responded to the various inquiries they sent about electromagnetic wave signals, images, signals, etc. Wait for nature to ignore it.

After thinking about it, Yue Yuanzhou looked at the messages and smacked his lips: "What are these? Simple mathematical theorems, and a bunch of language materials."

These materials are diverse, but the main ones are language materials, such as this image information, a circle with the word "round" marked next to it. Then there is a triangle that satisfies the Pythagorean theorem, with several Arabic numerals 3, 4, and 5 written on different sides, and the corresponding English words.

This is like treating him as an alien from a different civilization. Sure enough, mathematics is a universal language. After understanding the meaning of basic words, you can deduce the meaning of this language step by step.

And then there is the most information: Who are you? from where? What are you doing here?

Others explain themselves, we are peace-loving human civilization, the earth is our home and so on.

"Since they are all aliens, let's be aliens." Yue Yuanzhou muttered to himself as he looked at these questions. This time he was quite conscious.

He said this in response to a message from Yingjiang. The content was not an answer to their question, but his request. However, the message he sent was in Chinese, which all these people found strange.

"These words look familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere before." A bald man in the office muttered to himself, because he preconceived the idea that the other party was an alien, and he also sent a bunch of text messages in his own country's language, but it turned out that the other party sent It was indeed Chinese, which made the people present not recognize it at once, but just felt strange. Some of them had seen the characters on Cybertron. In their eyes, they were all hieroglyphics, but they were all relatively small.