I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 695: Sneak into the chain array

This is a small metallic planet.

The location of the metallic planet is exactly 0.1 light-years beyond the edge of the Galactic Center's dome.

It does not exist in isolation, but is part of an incomparably vast system of unnatural creation.

Think of it as part of a huge machine.

This machine is named by anthropologists as the Galactic Core Iron Wall Chain Array, which covers the Galactic Core dome and consists of countless artificial planets.

The countless stars in the inner galactic core of the dome emit a lot of light all the time, and the space here has an inexhaustible amount of light energy.

After dispatching three major fleets at one time, they still failed to break through the human defense line, and the battle situation once again entered a state of stalemate and anxiety. The compound eyes consumed a huge population and resources. This chain array was built outside.

The chain array consists of as many as 10 billion planets. In the center of the Milky Way, an olive-shaped structure about 2.2 light-years high is formed around the galactic center.

There are more or less differences in the composition, function and species of different planets. There are metal fortresses and blue planets like the earth, and pure rock geothermal heat without atmosphere but especially suitable for the growth of silicon-based life. Stars, there are even energy life settlements that have no physical form at all and are only composed of powerful space-bound magnetic fields.

Obviously, the compound-eyes have smashed all the technology accumulated in the countless years of exploration of the galaxy, all the slave species.

The planets are linked to each other by the directionally enhanced space-type gravitational beams, forming a chain network structure.

The Chain Array has three functions.

First, the surrounding space is monitored through the interlocking detection field, preventing human special operations units and detectors from approaching the Galactic Center dome.

Second, this is the core of compound eye productivity. Its products include ships, armaments, slave population, science and technology and all materialized and non-materialized resources.

Third, the military defense fortress front can be called an impregnable wall.

For more than 20 years, the Iron Wall Chain Array has not only acted as the last strong line of defense in front of the Silver Heart Dome Array, but also continuously sent troops to the outside world, which has greatly hindered the next move of mankind. It threatens the hinterland of human beings all the time, which is hated by human beings, but there is nothing they can do.

Since 2982, human beings have completely stood their ground in the Genting Star Region, and nailed the three new fleets dispatched by the compound eyes to the front of the Genting theater. Large-scale raids happen every day.

Three days ago, a small-scale battle broke out near this metal planet. The long-range commander who executed the battle was none other than Tang Tianxin.

Nearly a hundred human high-speed warships suddenly folded here, launching a surprise attack on this unnatural metallic planet bathed in the light of a cluster of extremely high lumen stars.

Aware that the enemy ship was approaching, nearly 10 million compound-eye army combat units, large or small, lurking near the metal planet brazenly tore off their camouflage and slaughtered from all directions.

The battle only lasted for less than ten minutes, and the human fleet declared the annihilation of the entire army. Only one manned command ship with strong maneuverability and protection ability retreated, and all the other types of unmanned intelligent warships were destroyed. destroy.

This battle did not cause too much turbulence, and the compound-eyed people's senseless small-scale sneak attack on humans has fully adapted to numbness.

Three days have passed, the gunpowder smoke has cleared, and the smashed and melted metal fragments have long solidified.

There are also a small number of blasted high-energy batteries that continue to rise and spew particle flames, dotted in the empty starry sky, like short-lived stars.

In space, one after another, large or small, wreckage of various shapes is floating randomly.

Most of the wreckage is from destroyed human ships, with only a few from the compound eye fleet.

Countless fingernail-sized beetles shaped like ladybugs roam this wreck-ridden war zone.

The flight mode of the beetle is very primitive. It **** its wings frantically at a very high frequency. It relies on constantly changing the angle of the small wings to form a forward and backward thrust difference. The wings collide with the extremely low-density space particles in the universe to achieve energy-saving and low-speed motion.

The beetles wandered like a swarm, sometimes falling on the large or small war-damaged wreckage, biting their jaws, spraying acid in their mouths, and dismantling the whole piece of recyclable wreckage into pieces bit by bit The micron-sized particles are carried to the unmanned mothership patrolling not far away, and they are continuously collected, integrated and transported by the small mothership.

Of course, some beetles are also particularly unlucky. They clearly detected that there was a recyclable energy source somewhere, and flew over in groups, and the high-energy battery just happened to explode. A swarm of beetles were roasted on the spot until they melted.

But the amazing thing is that these beetles that melted into liquid metal **** will be in a state of suspended animation for a short period of time, floating silently. After they are completely cooled, at least two hours, as many as three or four hours, should be dead. However, the beetles slowly regained their mobility, continued to search for resources in the battlefield, and then transported them to the patrol mothership.

These beetles are the primary resource recycling machines of the purely mechanical life epiphyses living on the metal planet.

The total space junk recovery time is close to a week.

The otherwise messy space environment has returned to clarity.

A giant transport ship with a length of about 200 kilometers slowly turned around, stretched out two huge wings with a width of thousands of kilometers, gently flapped, and floated towards the satellite orbiting the metal planet not far away.

This satellite is nearly 1,000 kilometers in diameter, and visually it is not as big as a transport ship.

When the distance between the two is getting closer, the giant transport ship quickly folds its wings, and a circular hole like a whirlpool opens on one side of the satellite.

With a loud bang, the smoke and dust scattered in the vacuum environment, the giant ship plunged into the surface of the satellite, half submerged in, and the two completed the docking.

The tail of the giant ship slowly opened like a petal, and the mountains of metal particles poured out in all directions.

In the middle of the ship, a horizontal-page fan spins.

A large number of metal particles float up in the form of dust.

The lower G value allows some metal particles to float in the air, flying very far, and the parabola is very slow.

The force of the horizontal fan is just right.

After a few hours, most of the metal particles were evenly distributed across the satellite's surface.

Landscape fans have stopped spinning.

At the same time, the beetles that were previously responsible for collecting resources in space flew out of the mothership and began to change their forms and quickly assembled into bucket trucks with "vacuum cleaners" on their tails. , to re-collect the metal particles evenly dispersed on the surface of the satellite and transport them to one tower after another.

In the tower, these metal dust particles will be re-refined into a whole block of specific metals according to the needs, so as to meet the daily production and life needs of the epiphysis in the metal planet below.

"Captain, when do we get started?"

In an inconspicuous metal particle with a diameter of only 1 mm, there is an extremely weak quantum consciousness whispering.

"Don't worry, we will wait until Li Qingqing and Punkter complete the technical analysis of the beetle. Our first bionic target is this beetle."

"Okay. Cheers Li Qingqing!"

"Don't bother me, Edgar, you're busy. Shut up!"

"Okay."

This metal particle shaped like sand is the cockpit of the Flying Tigers who entered the third front of the Imperial Military Competition Finals.

Thirty nano-supermicro robots remotely controlled by Whole Brain Link are huddled together.

The original technology of these ultra-micro robots is derived from the Sun 3 galaxy, and it is the first time that these ultra-micro robots have been used in the whole army competition.

Although its size is extremely small, it can be regarded as a cutting-edge creation of human technology, integrating various functions such as remote control and high-energy simulation.

This is the first time humans have stuffed an all-around chip with ultra-high computing power into a nanoscale device.

Don't look at the small size of ultra-micro robots, but the potential of integrated special warfare functions is not lost to large combat robots. It just takes time to continuously collect external resources, carry out bionic lurking, and expand functions a little to play its role. The real ability is the perfect choice for remote intervention on the third front.

A total of 160,000 high-level finalists control nearly 5 million ultra-micro robots, most of which have been disguised as usable space junk and carried on satellites by beetles.

The task of the 3007 senior team members is to use this new equipment to successfully infiltrate this extremely important metal planet that serves as the pivot core in the Silver Heart Chain Array, and then comprehensively control.

The previous raid was precisely Xiangzhuang's sword-wielding intent on Peigong, a sneak attack that pretended to be impossible to succeed. The real purpose was to send cutting-edge secret agent equipment remotely controlled by millions of human elites to the metal planet.

The Flying Tigers are lucky to have not been accidentally injured in the previous raid.

However, there are also unlucky ones. The novice village has not yet entered, and as a result, it has been eliminated in advance.

But it's not purely a matter of luck. Each team has a long preparation time before the latent fleet departs, and each team can choose its own lurking position on the smart battleship.

Some teams chose the inner wall of the battleship's brain center cabin, thinking it was the safest, but it turned out to be the enemy's main attack point. The enemy unit that rushed in threw a high-explosive bomb into it, and it was wiped out on the spot.

Other teams chose the medium engine jets, and felt that after the start of the battle, they could mix in the outside of the particle flow spit out by the engine jets and blow them out directly. The artillery attacked from the rear, but it was also given in vain.

Zheng Feng was in danger, adjusting the metal particles controlled by the Flying Tigers to the front of the muzzle of the telescopic gun of the smart battleship.

The gun was dragged by the two opposing units along the cutting line of the unified force from top to bottom and cut off neatly. The Flying Tigers attached to the edge of the muzzle and the broken barrel became the An unremarkable piece of useless junk on the battlefield.

There is also another unlucky person. They chose the shell of the super-baryon kinetic energy shell, but they successfully left the ship. As a result, the epiphysis seemed to be unable to use this super-baryon material, and the beetles did not come to collect them at all. Up to now, the unlucky team members are staring wide-eyed, and no one can do anything. The metal particles they belong to are still floating in space alone, and they don't know where they will end up, but it is definitely impossible to participate in the competition.

Time passed very slowly. After three full days, Li Qingqing finally completed a comprehensive analysis of the mechanical beetle when the metal particle cockpit of the Flying Tigers was about to be sent into the smelter.

Extremely thin cilia protruded from the body of the ultra-micro robot controlled by Zheng Feng, grabbed the micro-power joystick in the inner corner of the cockpit, and gently pulled,

The inconspicuous particle bounces up a few meters before being drawn into the smelter inlet, then slaps onto the metal floor, and then sways along the uneven ground to face Go away.

Punkter, who was doing the next analysis and design work, complained: "Li Qingqing, you are too slow."

Li Qingqing said angrily: "Can you blame me? Do you know how low the radiation flux of Mata's scanner is, and how vague the modelling for me is? I can calculate the self-organism in the beetle's body based on this ghostly drawing like a peach symbol. Adapting to the physiological structure of metals is already supernormal, isn't it?"

Maurison Scott, who is in charge of monitoring the game notification network at all times, interjected: "You guys stop arguing, I see that some participating teams have completed the first stage of bionic dynamics."

"What team is so perverted!" Li Qingqing screamed.

Mata Nicklaus reminded, "We're competing in the senior division right now."

Li Qingqing then reacted, "That's true. Sigh...that's too much."

"What are you talking about? Bullying your peers is not a skill. We, the Flying Tigers, are here to make a name for themselves, and we have to make it into the top 1,000."

Morrisson: "Edgar said it beautifully!"

Punkt: "Shut up, I figured out the first material requirement. Matta, you can turn on the line scanner and scan the large blue metal thirty meters in front of us. ?"

After a few minutes, Punkt sighed, "This is the material we want. Captain..."

Zheng Feng: "No hurry, first dig a 5mm deep hole in the ground and hide in. Matta, after Edgar and Lev go out with me, you will release the ciliary fixing ropes. Remember to take root to be more stable, don't be sucked away."

Mata: "Good captain."

Three smaller "dusts" rolled out of the edge of a small hole that could only be seen with an optical microscope.

"Edgar, you've maxed out your warning scanner."

"OK!"

"Lev~IndoMTL.com~ You go to the front, use your power first. I will use the light energy harvester to supplement the energy here."

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After all, it is a nano-scale ultra-micro robot with a limited amount of energy. When the three of them use this small body to drag the alloy with a total mass of 2 grams, it needs to consume a lot of energy, so they have to use it sparingly. , so as not to come back after going out.

Little by little, after escaping two rounds of regular beetle patrols that seemed to be intentional or unintentional, the three supermicro robots finally moved to the piece of metal designated by Punkett.

The three robots spread out first, standing in a triangular position, enclosing the metal in the center, each extending their ciliary structure, coiling up in circles, and tying the alloy together.

At this time, Morrison's croaking noise came from the communicator: "OMG! A team has transformed a fist-sized bionic camouflage robot! Go crazy!"

Punkter: "If it's this size, it should be the intelligent mining instrument of the epiphysis! It's so fast!"

Morrisson: "Thousands of teams have completed the first phase of bionics!"

The atmosphere in the communication channel gradually became a little dignified.

Even Zheng Feng has to sigh, the competition is too fierce, it is worthy of being a high-level group.

But he pretended not to care and said: "It's okay, everyone is just on the satellite right now, and no epiphyseal metal star has landed. The Long March is only the first step. Laughing first is not laughing, laughing is the last laugh. .Compared to those so-called high-level classes who haven't even completed the landing, we have taken the first step very steadily, so don't belittle yourself."

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In another secret chat room, Zhou Donglai said cheerfully: "As expected of a sage, he is really good at boosting morale."