Shadow of the Beautiful World

finished.

In the data room of the ghost base, Dr. Reed Richards left the keyboard with both hands. After more than 3 hours of knowledge copying and deep learning, this gentle scientist now looks a little embarrassed.

His shirt was soaked with sweat, and his hair was messed up because of wearing the previous smart hat, probably because he transferred a lot of complicated and incomprehensible alien knowledge into his brain by copying. It made his complexion look a little pale, and he had a breathing tube inserted in his nose, like a patient with difficulty breathing.

No matter how smart Dr. Reed is, he is just an ordinary person, and his physical endurance is limited after all. In the last half hour of deep learning, he needs to inhale oxygen continuously to persist in completing the final knowledge translation.

I didn't expect that in the end we would really use data viruses to deal with aliens according to the plots in those third-rate sci-fi movies. The reality is indeed more unreasonable than fantasy.

Dr. Reed stood up from the chair while making complaints in a low voice.

He moved his sore neck and shoulders, swayed his waist, and stretched his waist. On the screen in front of his eyes, a program that was just written was being converted into Cyborg through the language translation program written by Dr. A data language for Bertin schemas.

George, who was sitting on the suspension chair, and Winston, who was on the other side, came over. These two equally smart guys watched the program jumping on the screen.

It is not a program written in binary rules, so it is very difficult to read, and there are even many things with obvious programming or logic errors. This program cannot work on a human computer at all.

This is the Cybertronian's data operation rules, which is completely different from our understanding of data.

Dr. Reed explained to his two assistants:

We have to admit that we have no chance of winning against those natural mechanical creatures at the data level. Manipulation of data is their innate talent after all, but this does not mean that we cannot counter them.

The smartest man in the world looked at the beating data flow signal on the screen in front of him, and said in a firm tone:

Being behind in technology also has the benefits of being behind

A data processing model as advanced as theirs, to connect consciousness to the backward network of our world, definitely needs a 'transferr' at the data level, and it can only be realized by recoding the data consciousness.

Oh I see.

George, who was sitting on the suspension chair, stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses. He said:

In fact, we don't need to directly attack the powerful data consciousness ontology of the Cybertronians. We only need to find a way to kill the intermediate devices of the consciousness data to drive them out of our network. But for the Cybertronians, it is necessary to reconnect with the It's easy to establish a data connection in the online world, and the 'sanitizer' you create will probably only work once.

Yes, it can only take effect once.

Dr. Reed nodded, and said:

But once it takes effect is actually enough.

The only purpose of this 'disinfectant' program is to block the communication between the Decepticons and the military satellites on Earth and various radars, making them temporarily deaf and blind, in order to cooperate with the official preparations A ground raid on a Decepticon base.

Once the ground force's raid is successful, the Decepticons who have been dragged into the battle will naturally have no energy to invade the online world again. At that time, we will have enough time to redesign our network to be more efficient. A more targeted security system.

Dr. Reed stretched out his fingers and continued to type on the keyboard. He said to George, who was re-suspended in mid-air, the ultra-brain man:

After the translation of the program is completed, we will share it with the signal sources under attack around the world, and then upload the 'sanitizer' to the Internet at the same time. This program can track the data signals of the Decepticons, just like It is the same as a precision-guided missile. Optimistically, its duration may last for about ten minutes.

enough.

George said calmly:

For Merlin, a few minutes is enough to infiltrate and invade a base.

When are we going to leave?

In the warehouse of the ghost base, Deadpool wearing a red and black combat uniform squatted beside Merlin, poking and drawing pictures on the ground with a dagger. Standing there, no one is interested in talking except Deadpool.

Merlin ignored the chattering Deadpool, he was waiting for the signal to start the operation.

On the lens of Icarus, Merlin could see the latest news from the Trident headquarters, including the fierce battle situation of the special reaction force that had been mobilized to the desert near the Decepticon base.

The Decepticons dropped a war machine named Sak Giant in that desert. Like a giant desert scorpion, it hid in the sand dunes outside the Decepticon base, and tried to enter that desert. All living things were torn to shreds.

It didn't seem to show too much intelligence, it acted like a wild beast, which brought a lot of trouble to the troops deployed near the desert, and now, while Merlin and his party were waiting for the mission to start, George Burr The special response force commanded by Colonel Enns has already started a battle in the desert with the terrifying metal beast with a body length of more than 30 meters.

Colonel Burns used heavy firepower to attract the metal monster's attention. He personally drove a heavy armored vehicle equipped with two Vulcan cannons to attract the metal giant scorpion to run wildly back and forth in the desert, constantly luring Sa The Ke giant stepped into the firepower nets arranged in advance one after another on the edge of the desert.

The terrifying metal giant scorpion roared like a real beast, but it couldn't do anything to the fast-running special reaction force.

This robot can shoot a scorching electromagnetic pulse beam from the tall metal tailbone, which can easily destroy those heavy weapons, but such weapons are difficult to accurately lock the extremely small human soldiers in the vast wind and sand.

It kept emitting a metallic sound of terrifying hissing, firing continuously, creating explosions one after another, but in fact it did not cause particularly effective damage to the soldiers who were carrying out guerrilla tactics.

Of course, the soldiers would not be stupid enough to use their rifles to deal with such a metal monster the size of a hill.

In this chase, the lowest-intensity individual weapon used by SHIELD's special response forces was the anti-tank rocket used to attack the tank.

There are also some shooters armed with anti-material heavy sniper rifles processed by Cree technology, hiding in places that are not easy to be found, and under the order of Colonel Burns, they set fire to the information collector and the information collector on the head of the Sark giant. radar system.

The veteran who served in the Seventh District is very aware of the weakness of these robots, just like blinding the eyes. As long as the radar and information collection system of these invincible robots are destroyed, they will become blind and blind. Can only be slaughtered.

But the desert here is lively, but the Decepticon base is quiet. The commander of the Decepticons, Xing Xiao, seems to have confidence in the destructive power of the Sark giant. Other Decepticons are also busy destroying the human data network. It doesn't mean to reinforce the besieged Sark giants.

beep, beep

Fury's communication request suddenly appeared on another lens of Icarus. Merlin connected to the encrypted communication and heard Fury say:

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

OK.

Merlin turned around and gestured to Deadpool, who jumped up and yelled like a train steward, telling the rest of the Thunderbolt team to get ready for battle.

Merlin said to Fury:

Our 'warriors' are getting impatient.

Then I wish you the best of luck.

Fury said:

Also, Merlin, I just received news that there is a problem at the 'Slingshot' base. 98084-3, the database that the Decepticons shattered is seriously damaged, and we have tried everything we can but can't fix it. it.

So, there are only three Cybertronians in our team to stop the Decepticons head-on?

Merlin frowned, and said:

This is a bit confusing. If there are only three of them flying over the mountain, it may be difficult for them to block the Decepticons coming out of the nest.

No, there are still four.

Fury said slowly:

Dr. Hall gave us a suggestion, he said that we can temporarily take out the smashed thought database and replace it with a remote control data module, so that we only need to find a suitable 'driver' to remotely control the smashed On to the battlefield.

Can this work?

Merlin rubbed his chin, he said:

Who do you plan to send as the 'driver'?

Natasha and Barton.

Fury said:

Both of them have received training in the manipulation of precision instruments, and I will also arrange for a backup driver to replace them at any time.

All right

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

He looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and when the time scale moved to 2 minutes, Merlin stretched out his hand and opened the warehouse door in front of him. He pointed to the door in front of him, turned his head and said to the heavily armed Thunder Special Attack team members behind him:

You can go!

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

This arbitrary door was opened at a position 500 meters above the Decepticon base in the Sahara Desert. The members of the Thunder Special Attack Team were in a state of free fall, and fell silently downward in the dark night at dawn. base.

But they were not the first to enter the field.

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

The one rushing forward was a yellow Camaro sports car. It was like a siege vehicle. It didn't slow down at all after entering the desert. However, it accelerated even more crazily. At that time, the car quickly deformed on the ground, and the strengthened hornet screamed, swinging its fists with the help of powerful kinetic energy, its clenched mechanical fists were like two battering rams, ruthlessly It hit the wall of the Decepticon base.

Boom

Amidst the sound of a cannonball explosion, a wide gap was blasted out of the outer wall of the military base. Amidst the masonry splashing and dust flying, this movement immediately alarmed the Decepticon soldiers patrolling the base. A slightly smaller mechanical warrior rushed out from the sentry post. They held weapons and fired wildly at the bumblebee that rushed into the base.

boom

There was another loud bang, and the wall on the other side of the base was also knocked open. Fei Guoshan, whose body had also been strengthened by Zhenjin, rushed into the base with the posture of a muscle car. It swung its even bigger right arm and charged from behind He joined the group of Decepticon soldiers who were besieging the Hornet, raised his fist, and fired the rapid-fire gun in the other hand with precision.

The cooperation between the two Autobot fighters wiped out these worthless low-level robot fighters in just a few seconds, and one lucky guy escaped the joint sweep of Fei Guoshan and Bumblebee, It hurriedly ran to the depths of the base, as if it was planning to ask for help.

ha

In the gorgeous tail of the blue locomotive Arcee, Wolverine Logan, wearing a black combat uniform and wearing sunglasses, was thrown out of the locomotive like a cannonball. The hot Adamantium claws on this guy's hands Interlaced, amidst the teeth-stinging sound of metal tearing, the head of the last Decepticon junior fighter was ripped off by Logan.

Wolverine landed on the ground, holding the sparking metal head in his hand. He looked up at the Thunder Special Attack Team who was parachuting to the base, then turned his head and waved to Arcie, the blue locomotive that transformed into a robot. He said :

Thanks for giving me a ride, robot buddy.

The final blow was beautiful, human warrior.

Arcee also drew her own ray gun from her waist, and the slender, gentle-faced female Autobot said to Logan:

I look forward to fighting with you next time.

There will be a chance, haha.

Logan smiled. He swiftly rushed into the base where the sirens were blaring. His task was to go deep into the base with the Thunderbolts, create chaos and find Major General William Stryker hiding in the base. As for blocking the occupation It wasn't his job to look at the Decepticon robots here.

To deal with robots, robots have to come out.

click, click

Behind Flying Mountain, Bumblebee and Arcee, the red Mustang jeep driving at the end slowly completed its transformation, and it changed back to its former crushed appearance, but the actions of this former Decepticon warrior at this time did not make any difference. Without the peculiar fluency of the Cybertronians, it was full of an awkward feeling.

This deformation process is really weird, just like the Rubik's cube I played with when I was a child.

Agent Natasha Romanov’s voice sounded from the robot’s shattered sound generator. She manipulated the shattered body and walked back and forth a few steps, while complaining:

And this mode of action is so awkward that I may need a little time to get used to it.

There's no time for you to get used to it, Natasha, let's learn slowly in battle.

Agent Hawkeye Patton's voice rang through another buzzer, saying:

You are in charge of action and close combat, and I am in charge of the aiming and shooting of the weapon system. As long as we cooperate well, this robot should be able to show enough destructive power.

Having said that, Agent Patton paused, and said:

Who would have expected that the smashed database would be so severely damaged, and now we have no way to remotely control it to fight.

Just think of it as a real-time video game.

Sogou