Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"finished."

In the data room of the ghost base, Dr. Reed Richards left the keyboard with both hands. After more than three hours of knowledge copying and deep learning, the gentle scientist now looks a little embarrassed.

His shirt was soaked with sweat, and his hair became messy because of the "smart hat" before, probably because he copied a lot of complex and incomprehensible alien knowledge into his brain by copying. His face also looked pale, with a breathing tube inserted in his nose, just like a patient with difficulty breathing.

No matter how smart Dr. Reed is, he is just an ordinary person. His physical endurance is limited. In the last half hour of deep learning, he needs constant oxygen inhalation to insist on the final knowledge translation.

"I didn't expect that we would really use data viruses to deal with aliens according to the plot in those third-rate science fiction movies. Reality is more unreasonable than fantasy."

Dr. Reed murmured as he stood up from his chair.

He moved his sore neck and shoulders, swayed his waist, stretched his lazy waist, and on the screen in front of his eyes, a newly written program was being translated into a plug through the language translation program written by Dr. Reed. The data language of the Bertan model.

George sitting in a suspended chair and Winston on the other side approached, and these two equally intelligent guys watched the program beating on the screen.

That is not a program written in binary rules, so it is very difficult to read. There are even many things with obvious programming or logic errors. This program is completely inoperable on human computers.

"This is the cyber operation rules of the Cybertronians, which is completely different from our understanding of data."

Dr. Reed explained to the two assistants around him:

"We have to admit that we have no chance of confronting the group of natural mechanical creatures at the data level. After all, the manipulation of data is their inherent talent, but this does not mean that we have no way to counter them. "

The smartest man in the world looked at the data signal beating on the screen in front of him, and he said firmly:

"Technological backwardness also has the benefits of backwardness..."

"Like their advanced data processing mode, to connect awareness to the backward network of our world, we definitely need a data-level "transponder" to complete the re-encoding of data awareness."

"Oh I see."

George, who was sitting on a floating chair, reached out and pushed his glasses. He said:

"We don't actually need to directly attack the powerful data consciousness ontology of the Cybertronians, we just need to find a way to get rid of the intermediate devices of the consciousness data to drive them out of our network. But for the Cybertronians, we have to reconnect It is very easy to establish a data connection in the online world, and the'disinfectant' you make may only work once."

"Yes, it can only take effect once."

Dr. Reed nodded, he said:

"But it's enough to take effect once."

"The only purpose of this'disinfectant' program is to block the communication between Decepticons and military satellites on the earth and various radars, so that they can temporarily become deaf and blind, in order to cooperate with the official preparations for Ground raids conducted by Decepticons' bases."

"Once the ground troops' raid is successful, the Decepticons dragged into combat will naturally have no energy to invade the network world again. By that time, we will have enough time to redesign our network more efficiently. More targeted security system."

Dr. Reed held out his finger and continued to strike on the keyboard. He said to the super-brained person George who was resuspended in the air:

"After the translation of the program is over, we have to share it with signal sources under attack around the world, and then upload the'disinfectant' to the network at the same time. This program can track the data signals of Decepticons, just like The precision-guided missile is the same. It is optimistic to estimate that its duration may last about ten minutes."

"enough."

George said calmly:

"For Merlin, a few minutes to penetrate and invade a base is completely sufficient."

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"When are we going to leave?"

In the warehouse of the ghost base, the dead waiter in the red and black combat uniform squatted beside Merlin, and daggered on the ground with daggers to draw pictures. Behind him, the members of the Thunder commando team were also various The posture of staying, except for the deadpool, no one is interested in talking.

Merlin ignored the chattering deadpool, and he was waiting for the signal of the start of the operation.

On the lens of Icarus, Merlin can see the latest news from the Trident headquarters, including the fierce battle situation of the special reaction forces that have been mobilized to the desert near the Decepticons base.

Decepticon put a war machine named "Sark Giant" in that desert. It was like a desert giant scorpion, hidden in the sand dunes outside the Decepticon base, and tried everything to enter the desert. The creatures are all shredded.

It does not seem to show too much wisdom, acting like a beast, which caused a lot of trouble to the troops defending near the desert, and now, while Merlin and his party are waiting for the start of the mission, George Burr The special reaction force under the command of Colonel Ens has already started fighting in the desert with the horrible metal beast that has reached more than 30 meters in length.

Colonel Burns attracted the attention of the metal monster with a heavy fire. He personally drove a heavy armored vehicle equipped with two Vulcan guns to attract the metal giant scorpion to run back and forth in the desert, constantly inducing Sa Giant Giant stepped into the fire nets one after another arranged in advance on the edge of the desert.

The terrifying metal giant scorpion roared like a real beast, but there was no way to take the special reaction force that ran fast.

This robot can shoot a hot electromagnetic pulse beam from the tall metal tail vertebrae, which can easily destroy those heavy weapons, but it is difficult for such weapons to accurately lock small and active human soldiers in the vast sand.

It continued to emit horror hissing sounds of metal quality, and continued to fire, creating an explosion, but in fact did not cause particularly effective killing of soldiers performing guerrilla tactics.

Of course, the soldiers are not so stupid as to use a rifle in their hands to deal with such a metal monster the size of a hill.

In this chase battle, the lowest-intensity individual weapon used by the special reaction force of SHIELD was an anti-tank rocket used to attack the tank.

There are also some shooters holding anti-equipment heavy sniper rifles processed by Cree technology, hiding in places that are not easy to find. Under the order of Colonel Burns, the information collector and the information collector above the head of the giant Sark are set on fire. Radar system.

The veteran who used to serve in the 7th district is well aware of the weaknesses of these robots, just like blind eyes. As long as the radar and information collection system of these invincible robots are destroyed, they will become blind. Can only be slaughtered.

But there was a lot of fun in the desert here, but it was quiet in the Decepticons base. The Decepticons commander Xing Xiao seemed confident in the destructive power of the Sark giant. Other Decepticons were also busy destroying human data networks. It did not mean to reinforce the sacked giant under siege.

"Beep, beep"

Icarus' other lens suddenly appeared in Fry's communication request. Merlin connected to the encrypted communication and heard Fry saying:

"Merlin, "disinfectant" will be put on the Internet in 2 minutes, you can prepare now."

"Ok."

Merlin turned back and gestured to the Deadpool, who sprang up violently, yelling like a flight attendant in the train to prepare the Thunder Commando for the fight.

Merlin said to Fury:

"Our'warriors' are all impatient."

"Then wish you every success in your actions."

Fury said:

"Also, Merlin, I just received a message that there was a problem on the'Slingshot' base. 98084-3, the Decepticus' "crushed" database was badly damaged, and we tried our best to fail to fix it. it."

"So, when we block the Decepticons frontally, there are only three Cybertrons?"

Merlin frowned, he said:

"It's a little dangling. If there are only three of them flying over the mountain, they may be difficult to block the Decepticons coming out of the nest."

"No, still four."

Free said slowly:

"Dr. Hall gave us a suggestion that he could temporarily take out the smashed thinking database and replace it with a remotely controlled data module, so that we only need to find the appropriate'driver' to be able to manipulate the smash remotely On the battlefield."

"Can this...do it work?"

Merlin held his chin, he said:

"Who are you planning to send as a "driver"?"

"Natasha and Button."

Fury said:

"Both of them have received training in handling precision equipment, and I will also arrange a backup driver to replace them at any time."

"Ok..."

Merlin and Fury said a few more words, and then hung up the communication.

He looked at the pocket watch in his hand. When the time scale moved to 2 minutes, Merlin reached out and twisted the warehouse door in front of him. He pointed to the door in front of him and turned back to the fully armed Thunder commando team members behind him:

"You...can go!"

The Deadpool whistled and rushed into the door in front of him. The others followed behind the Deadpool and rushed into the door. The next moment, they entered the link of falling from the running posture.

This arbitrary gate was opened 500 meters above the Decepticon Base in the Sahara Desert. The members of the Thunder Commando in the free-fall state fell silently in the dark night at dawn. Base.

But they were not the first to enter the battlefield.

In the desert directly in front of the base, a door opened strangely, and in the heavy buzz of the car engine, three cars and a heavy motorcycle were lined up and rushed out of the door.

At the forefront was a yellow-painted Camaro sports car. It was like a siege car. It did not slow down at all after entering the desert. However, it accelerated faster. It was 3 meters away from the base wall. At that time, the car quickly deformed on the ground, and the reinforced bumblebee roared, wielding his fists with the help of powerful kinetic energy. Its clenched mechanical fist was like two siege hammers. Hit the wall of this Decepticon base.

"Boom"

In the sound of a shell explosion, a wide gap was exploded in the outer wall of the military base. In the masonry and dust splashing, the movement immediately alarmed the deceptive soldiers patrolling the base. The smaller mechanical warriors rushed out of the post, holding their weapons and firing wildly towards the hornet rushing into the base.

"boom"

There was another loud noise, the wall on the other side of the base was also knocked open, and some of the limbs, which were also strengthened by vibration gold, flew over the mountain and rushed into the base in the form of a muscle car. Into the group of Decepticons soldiers who besieged the Hornet, he threw a heavy punch, and the rapid-fire gun in the other hand also fired accurately.

Between the cooperation of the two Autobot warriors, in a few seconds, these worthless subordinate robot warriors were swept away, and a lucky guy escaped the swept across the mountains and the Hornet. It hurriedly ran deep into the base, as if it was planning to ask for help.

"what"

In the gorgeous tail of the blue locomotive Alsie, wearing a black combat uniform, sunglasses Wolverine Logan wore like a cannonball, was thrown out of the locomotive, the guy with the burning Edman alloy claws on his hands Staggered, the head of the last Decepticons subordinate warrior was ripped off by Logan in the bitter sound of metal tears.

Wolverine landed on the ground, holding the sparkling metal head in his hand. He looked up at the Thunder Commando who was airborne to the base. Then he turned his head and waved at the blue locomotive that turned into a robot. He said :

"Thank you for taking me a ride, robot guy."

"The last blow is beautiful, human warrior."

Alsie also pulled her own ray gun from her waist. The slim, gentle female autobot said to Logan:

"Looking forward to fighting alongside you next time."

"There will be opportunities, haha."

Logan smiled. He moved into the base of the sirens with agility. His task was to go deep into the base with the Thunder Commando, create chaos and find Major William Stryker hiding in the base, as to block the occupation With the Decepticons robot here, that is not his job.

To deal with robots, robots have to get out.

"Click, click"

After flying over the mountain, behind the bumblebee and Alsie, driving in the last red mustang jeep slowly transformed, it changed back to what it once shattered, but the action of this once deceptive warrior at this time, nothing The unique quirky fluency of the Cybertrons is full of awkward feeling.

"This transformation process is really weird...like a Rubik's Cube played as a kid."

Agent Natasha Romanov’s voice sounded from the robot’s shattered sounder. While manipulating the shattered body, she walked back and forth a few steps while complaining:

"It's awkward to have this mode of action...I may need a little time to get used to it."

"There is no time to adapt to you, Natasha, let's learn slowly in battle."

Agent Eagleton’s voice sounded in another sounder. He said:

"You are responsible for action and melee, I am responsible for the aiming and shooting of the weapon system...As long as our two cooperate well, this robot should be able to show enough destructive power."

Speaking of which, Agent Patton stopped, he said:

"Who would have expected that the shattered database would be damaged so badly that we can't control it remotely now?"

"Just think of it as...a video game in real time."

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