Resurrection Empire Chapter 470

"Warning, battery overheated, explosion risk level 1, switched to low power mode, act with caution."

"Warning, the life support system is faulty, return immediately for maintenance."

"Warning, the shield force field is completely ineffective."

"Warning, the barrier is broken, the deep sea buffer is leaking."

"Warning, air leak."

"It is recommended to switch to the smart hosting mode to return for inspection as soon as possible."

"Return to repair immediately, the nearest repair point is being searched..."

"Searching..."

Snapped!

"Check... Check, check with a hammer. Grandpa and I are the only living people in tens of billions of kilometers. Fix a feather duster." Ding Canghai turned off the annoying self-checking system and stood up reluctantly.

Due to the limitation of the low power mode, the originally powerful sniper armor just supports the small movements of the leg armor joints, which are a little reluctant.

Usually it only takes about 0.1 seconds to get up, but it took him five seconds to complete it, like an old man on the verge of death.

Not only that, but after getting up, Ding Canghai still heard a zizizi sound in his ears.

But now he can't control that much, he can only walk forward step by step according to the direction in his memory. .

Under the impact of the explosion caused by the shot just now, his armor was seriously damaged. The strong light illuminator above the armor on the head had been damaged, and the multi-function scanning device did not know that it was offline because the data cable was broken. Offline, so that he can only see the road with dark naked eyes at this time, in fact, he can't see anything at all.

The armored intelligent main control system is also seriously damaged. Fortunately, due to the personal habits of heavy responsibility, the armor produced by the Yuanxing army has two control systems, one of which is a high-performance brain-assisted combat system, and the other is an exceptionally primitive one. Somatosensory manual control system.

Although Ding Canghai is not a professional mecha warrior, he is not skilled in manual control, but he can move anyway.

After taking two steps, the sniper armor seemed to have kicked a raised rock, causing Ding Canghai to stumble, almost falling to the ground, and further tearing the crack that had begun to leak air.

Backup liquid compressed air storage tanks have begun to provide emergency gas, but will not last long.

Ding Canghai didn't care about this, instead he lowered his head in surprise and thought for two seconds, then he pulled out the long knife behind his back and dragged it to the ground.

The sharp alloy long knife rubbed against the metal-rich meteorite alloy rock ground to create sparks.

Ding Canghai exclaimed in his heart that he was a genius.

Of course, it is impossible for ordinary people to rely on this spark to see the way forward, but who is he?

The eighth-level gunsmith is still injected with Xingtian Pharmacy. The comprehensive index in all aspects is at the peak of his life. No matter vision, brain response, or spatial memory, sense of direction, etc. All abilities related to the gunsmith are all Far beyond his reach, he certainly could have made it all the way through these fleeting sparks.

About a minute or two later, Ding Canghai finally arrived under the rock wall in front of him.

He saw the shadow lying here from a distance.

With the help of sparks, he vaguely saw a huge hole on the back of this dark blue thing, and many parts of its body were blown black and tattered, and many fragments of the main station self-detonation were embedded in it.

But even so, this thing didn't explode into pieces, and the strength of its body was just astounding.

But Ding Canghai fell into new troubles again.

The backup air tank was running out of air, and the filling rate couldn't keep up with the leaking rate, and he began to suffocate.

In addition, he wants to take a photo with this thing and send the photo to the medium-sized radio station that will be repaired. First, it is for commemoration, and second, it is to let the heavy duty in the rear see the enemy combat units more intuitively through the photos. appearance.

But the problem was that he couldn't take a clear photo just by the sparks generated by the friction of the sword.

At this moment, the sound of nature sounded in his radio communication system.

Just listen to the ding, which means that the medium-sized base station has been repaired, and the reconnected backup energy can continue to warm up with the super-power operation that was only performed to a small half.

Ding Canghai suddenly had an idea.

He hehe removed the small relay battery on the left shoulder armor, threw it into the air, and slashed it open with a slap of the knife.

The battery that was cut from it was divided into two halves and fell to the two halves. Because of the direct mixing of different high-energy electrolytes, a dark blue flame was released at the fracture.

Taking this time, Ding Canghai hurriedly turned around, turned his back to Shadow's corpse, then threw away the sword in his right hand, raised his right arm, and pointed the camera on the back of his armored hand at his helmet, and also pointed the shadow behind him. The corpse is framed in the frame.

Click.

"Hey!"

Ding Canghai made a V-shaped gesture with a smile on his face.

While sending the photo and all the previous battle records to the medium-sized radio station, he also looked at the photo himself and was secretly satisfied.

"It's a really good shot, with perfect clarity."

There was less and less air in the armored cockpit, and his head began to feel dizzy.

But he still had the strength to speak to the intercom system that had been fully docked with the medium-sized radio: "This thing is very fast, and it is indeed a creature. It has a very strong skin and a very strange energy shield, ordinary energy. Weapons are useless on it. It looks like it doesn't have a head, but it actually has a triangle above its neck, no nose, but eyes. I haven't actually tried out all its fighting methods, I can only do it This level. The invisible ability of this thing is really terrifying. If you only rely on...cough...rely on the previous method, it is impossible to catch it out of the universe, you can only...cough...you can only rely on a strong light flashlight. hiss...hiss..."

There was finally no air in the armored cockpit, and Ding Canghai began to wheeze violently, but he still couldn't inhale any air. Instead, he only felt gas rushing out from his eyes, nose, and mouth, and the air pressure inside and outside his body was completely out of balance.

His eyes were immediately filled with bloodshots, and his vision was red.

But his sniper armor did not fall, but just stood here.

He no longer speaks, and only insists on gnashing his teeth, guarding the last trace of clarity of consciousness.

Ding Canghai didn't know how much time had passed, it might be just a minute or two, or it might be as long as a century.

He heard two voices at the same time.

One from a medium station, "signal in progress".

The other one came from the ground base station. It wasn't Xiao Wang's scream, but a simple Bi Bo sound, which represented a large amount of radio disturbance signals released by the explosion of the reserve energy at the moment when the ground base station was destroyed.

Ding Canghai suddenly widened his eyes and tried to speak again, but he couldn't because there was no air.

But he immediately thought of a way.

Not knowing where the strength came from, Ding Canghai pulled down the semi-hidden microphone from the side and pressed it against his Adam's apple, squeezing the last remaining air in his lungs, hitting his vocal cords.

Using the resonance of the vocal cords and the microphone, he successfully picked up the sound and transmitted the hoarse voice.

"Another kind of combat unit...hiss...the average movement speed from leaving me to reaching the ground of C1915...hiss...is 2000 kilometers per second..."

He finally lost his voice, just widened his eyes, blood was radiating out in a filament form through his body surface and eyeballs.

There was no twisted agony on his face, only a smile of satisfaction and relief.

"I'm done talking, I didn't waste a piece of information. I'm worth it in this life."

Medium-sized radio stations have also finally sent super-powerful radio signals into the universe.

The radio waves carrying all the beliefs of the 4 million people of the Third Reconnaissance Corps galloped through the universe, quietly passed through the super-large information flow interference shielding area created by the sublimators, and rushed towards the headquarters of the Origin Star Fleet at the speed of light.

In a world without information flow, we still have light and electricity.

In the space meteorite group 0.0055 light-years away from the C1915 star, Ren Zhong was still frowning and thinking hard.

Sun Ai's interruption not only failed to free him from the trouble of losing the ability to resurrect and reset, but instead began to fall into new distress and suspicion because of what happened fifteen years ago.

Ren Zhong is really not a pessimist. He is always resolute and decisive in everything he does, including no resurrection in the 21st century. When he was a scientific researcher, he was so confident that he was even a little stubborn. In the expensive scientific research work, he decisively asked to change the research direction. , do not hesitate to waste a lot of research funds, and bet his career not once or twice.

But this time it's different.

The strength of the Origin Star Fleet and the Empire is completely disproportionate, and his decision-making error tolerance rate is too low.

He had to figure it out, and only then could he move on.

If it is determined that the "last radio wave" from fifteen years ago has been received by the empire, then even if it is beaten on the spot as the price of treason, one must return immediately and become the empire as a weak territory with only one star in the Origin Star System. enemy.

If that's the case, it's hard to determine how much you can fight in the end, and even the prospects are pessimistic, but there is no choice. The best result is to explode the technology to the end of the potential limit, making the empire unable to bear the cost of suppressing the rebellion, then it can barely exchange for a certain amount of living space, but the final defeat is basically doomed, trapped in a cage. No matter how strong a tiger is, it can't help a hunter standing outside the cage with a shotgun.

His intuition told him that in the moment after the fleet flew two light-years away from the Origin Star, everything would be different and there would be no turning back.

Or, if there was an unknown accident fifteen years ago, and the old popsicles' death letters were really not sent out, they could continue to go to Nanjiuxing.

But even then, without the resurrection reset, the prospects are still slim.

"I don't know what other advantages we have, alas..."

Seeing his appearance, Sun Ai had nothing to do with him, but secretly regretted it.

Originally, I wanted to divert his attention so that he would not be so sad, but it turned out to be a good one.

"what!"

At this moment, Sun Ai, who was distracted and in charge of intelligence collection and rapid screening and analysis of the entire fleet, exclaimed in the loudspeaker.

Ren Zhong thought she was trying to interrupt again, and said angrily, "Don't interrupt..."

Sun Ai said anxiously: "No, I just received an important piece of information."

"Okay, what kind of information? Who sent it? Is it from the front?" Ren Zhong said with a little disinterest.

He knew it was not the garrison line that had begun to come under attack.

Although he has delegated the command to Zheng Tian, he is still the supreme commander, and such important information on enemy contact will be automatically broadcast on his communication panel.

So he didn't particularly care about the intelligence Sun Ai said.

"It's from Ding Canghai, commander of your Third Reconnaissance Corps. The communication carrier is radio waves, which is very important."

"Huh?" Ren Zhong suddenly sat up straight.

The reconnaissance corps at the forefront had all lost contact eight days ago.

In those more than two days, the reconnaissance corps really failed to return a single battle information, and was only pulled out one by one silently.

Whether it was Ding Canghai who disconnected the army headquarters early, or other reconnaissance troops who kept the headquarters online all the time, the results seemed to make no difference.

The efforts of the Scout Corps seemed to have ended prematurely at that time.

Therefore, Ren Zhong was particularly surprised at this time.

He didn't expect that Ding Canghai, who had disappeared for ten days, miraculously sent back the news.

He only thought for a second, and immediately ordered, "Notify all high-level military commanders and staff to hold a meeting immediately and discuss it together."

Since Sun Ai said it was very important, Ren Zhong thought that it should be seen by all the core personnel at the first time.

Five seconds later, the online meeting was held.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Ai quickly showed the most core part of all the information from the Third Reconnaissance Corps.

The most important thing is the video image taken by the chief of staff of the Third Army, Xiao Wang, using a ground optical telescope.

In the video, UU reads www. uukanshu.com A pentahedral cone shaped like a pyramid is passing through space at an unhurried speed. The calculated height of this thing is about a thousand kilometers, and the surface is wriggling like a living thing. Its top is stretched out like a blooming flower, and its surface is covered with huge gut-shaped pipes from top to bottom.

With every squirming of these pipes, cloud after cloud of black mist was spewed out. These black mists disperse on their own, and are some large or small space flight units.

After completing the system synchronization with the public information of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, Sun Ai, who restored the function of the "net" of the Colonial Team of the Seekers, gave an information prompt.

"Fourth-class mother ship. The core arm of the sublimator, with super intelligence, telepathy network thinking, and powerful child splitting ability, integrates multiple functions such as resource collection, child production, and combat command, equivalent to an ant colony. The queen of the ant can independently develop the civilization of the galaxy. Although the fourth-class mother ship is the lowest mother ship, after completing the development and forming a complete mother emperor army, at least the whole army of the South Jiuxing Fleet is required to annihilate it. ."

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