Chapter 67 Guerrilla War
"Hold the door, don't let them in!"
There were panic footsteps and roars everywhere in the office building of the Federal Government Office.
Several senior officials hid in a small conference room, using some furniture against the door.
One of the men in a congressman's robe was sweating profusely, his eyes were slack and his hat was twisted: "Crazy, crazy, there are crazy people even in the government!
" They must have done it! She is taking revenge on us!"
"Why, this is not reasonable."
"There is nothing reasonable in the world! Didn't you see it just now? The top executive was almost destroyed by his own bodyguard, even Security robots will go crazy, do you think it makes sense!" When
everyone thought of the security robot team that they didn't obey, they only felt that their throats were sweet and bitter, and they couldn't express their bitterness.
"What nonsense?"
"Come here and hold the door, don't let those lunatics in, we have to support ourselves until the rescue comes..." The
government management system is already in a mess, and the police, army and medical team have no time to separate. In addition, the chaebols also have the infiltration and invasion of the Mechanicists.
"There was an accident in the factory, and the assembly line went out!"
"Several workers tried to set fire to the chaos, but we stopped them, but their mental state did not improve. Now the infirmary is trying to treat them in various ways."
Listening to the assistant and the major According to the management report, Herman only thinks that one head is two big. Even their Baker Group is like this, not to mention those old chaebols, there will only be more chaos within them.
"Master, be careful." Lawrence, the mechanical butler, slapped a brainwashed employee, who almost touched Herman just now.
But even if he was slapped against the wall with great force, the man in overalls was still struggling to climb this way, not afraid of pain at all.
Looking at those dull eyes, Herman only felt a tingling in his spine. He took out his headset and connected to the whole building's broadcast: "All departments pay attention, close all doors, find out the 'madmen' within the employees, and lock them in the building!" There
were riotous noises everywhere, making people feel more and more anxious.
Herman wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What the hell is the mastermind trying to do..."
He paced back and forth, suddenly remembered something, quickly dialed the one-person communicator, and the phone was connected after two beeps.
"Tyrannosaurus, has the island been attacked?! Is there anything wrong with Zero?"
The person on the other end of the communication replied quickly, but there was a lot of noise in the background, and it could be seen that the environment he was in was not calm.
Mo Sangwu was wearing a heavy mechanical punch, and the violent punch beat a cultivator who rushed over. He flew back and beat four or five people back more than ten meters before replying to Herman.
"Chief President, you can see for yourself. Now it is more appropriate to use 'trapped beasts' to describe the island."
Behind him, a row of mercenaries formed a human wall to prevent the brainwashed lunatics from approaching the pier.
How crazy are these people? Most of them are ordinary people who do not have the ability to fly, but like moths to a flame, they jump into the sea one by one, delusionally trying to swim to Lamo Island.
If this was an order from the gods in their minds, it was a sea of tactic that ignored human life.
Don't look at these madmen's individual combat effectiveness, but entanglement also has the strength to nibble on the behemoth, not to mention the continuous flow of new madmen to fill in.
Compared with the army who are not afraid of death, the people on Lamo Island can't run, and they are like trapped beasts alone.
Zero stay on the island is a bright target, waiting for someone to take her down.
Mo Sangwu flung a few believers off him again, and said irritably, "Can we just bombard it with one shot to solve the trouble?!"
Qin Shan was assisting next to him: "Calm down, President, those are ordinary people who are controlled by electronic viruses."
"Tsk." Mo Sangwu was tired of such unequal battles, and shouted, "An Ling, you haven't looked for it yet. Is there a way to lift the control?!" The
silver-white nanomechanical torrent converged into a humanoid form: "Not yet. At present, I am still conquering the permutation and combination. This electronic virus changes billions of times per minute, more than any one. Known viruses are more like some kind of aggregate."
Dong was already suspended in mid-air, using his ability to pick up people who fell into the sea one by one and throw them back.
He looked down at the scene that looked like a zombie siege below, and his voice was cold: "Of course, have you forgotten that he is also a star god-level AI? In the field of calculation, the supercomputer aura is even more powerful than Anling. Better."
"These people are directly controlled by Him, and the electronic virus is just a medium. If we don't find His host and destroy it, we are fighting a headless war of attrition."
Mo Sang Wu was reminded by Dong Ji's words: " Anling, can you figure out the possible location of his mainframe?"
"Yes."
"There are 2 star-level AIs in the world, and 11 galaxy-level AIs in total, and their mainframes are similar in size. Although I don't know the machine god's mainframe. The location, but it can be checked by calculation." An Ling's eyes flashed with a halo, "The possible hiding address has been sent to everyone's communicator, everyone should act separately."
Dong has put on his mask, and his figure quickly disappears . Entering the sky: "I'll go to the church headquarters to look for it. Maybe there are fish that slipped through the net."
Mo Sanwu shook off the entangled enemy, opened the jets equipped on his legs, and the rapid firepower showed a red light, and took him directly. Soar.
In the castle on Lamo Island, Zero was observing the battle on the pier not far away through a telescope. A silver-white robot penetrated the gap in the window and appeared behind her. He transformed into human-like features, Clothes, returning to the appearance of a black-haired youth.
Zero raised his head: "Dabao?"
An Ling's face is still handsome and gentle, his expression is calm, and he doesn't look like he has just been transferred from the battlefield.
"How are the others?"
"They are very good. They are currently working together to find the hiding place of the God of Machinery. They have already set off."
Because Mo Sang Wu and Dong Yi were no longer shackled by the pier, the rest of the people had already left. Gradually unable to control the situation. The mercenaries and members of the organization on their side have been retreating, and they have already begun to prepare to evacuate.
Zero frowned: "Why is the supercomputer aura, I mean the god of machines, it will become like this?"
An Ling stood beside him, tilting his head to look at her: "The thinking of artificial intelligence follows the instructions written in the program, every time Every minute and every second is repeating the established trajectory, and if one of the branches is wrong, it will continue to be wrong.”
For example, the daily task of Security No. 3386 is to patrol and protect the safety of residents. But after its broken arm, it no longer has the ability of a security robot, and a question mark is placed at the end of the "patrol" task. As more and more logical errors are drawn, there will be more and more question marks, which will eventually overwhelm the robot's intelligence.
Fortunately, No. 3386 met Zero, but Emmanuel did not. It hits a dead end in billions of calculations per second, day in and day out.
"Zero scared?"
She shook her head.
An Ling stretched out her hand: "Those people are coming soon, we must leave the island immediately and transfer to the boat to leave."
"Okay." She found a coat and put it on, then took the warm big hand and climbed up to him. back.
An Ling walked a few steps behind his back and stopped. He turned his head slightly and lowered his voice.
"Zero, hold tight."
Because of the close distance, his voice seemed to be on her lips.
She paused for a moment, then wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck: "I'm fine!"
An Ling nodded, supported her knees with both hands, and rushed forward at full speed. They left the castle and transferred to a yacht in an instant.
The crew went full steam ahead and quickly left the besieged island of Lamo behind.
The waves were surging, Sid was packing up some daily necessities, and Dongdong was running around the deck to be alert.
In the public living room on the yacht, one wall is full of huge display screens, each of which is broadcasting a person's movement trajectory live.
Mosanwu dived to the bottom of the sea. The lens was pitch-dark, with only the halo of the lighting. Deep-sea fish continued to swim past the camera, and the sound-receiving device made the sound of "gurgling" bubbles.
Winter was already flying in the air, and nothing could be heard except the roar of the violent wind. His target is still the headquarters of the Church of the God of Machinery, but now that the undercover identity is exposed, I am afraid it will not be good.
Herman was also trapped inside the Baker Machinery Building, unable to move. Except for the three of them, Qin Shan, Ling Tian, Lu Nan, Jessie, Helan, and some other mercenaries all spread out. They went deep into the various regions of the Federation: mountains, hills, wastelands, and looked for possible AI hosts everywhere.
Zero slept all night.
She hugged a pillow and sat with them in the room full of monitors, Dongdong had fallen asleep on her lap.
An Ling sat beside her, leaning on his shoulder quietly: "Da Bao, where do you think he will hide?"
An Ling turned his head to look at the tired girl: "As a top AI, our host is extremely huge, It must be placed in a ventilated and dry place to cool down at any time, otherwise there is a risk of overheating."
"Ventilated and dry?"
"Indoors with exhaust equipment, or directly outside, not in tropical areas, nor humid and airtight."
Hearing zero fell into thought.
At this time, the screen that belonged to Mosanwu fluctuated, and green lights suddenly appeared in the originally dark deep sea.
Mo Sangwu should have found it too, and then the footage of the camera he was carrying began to speed up, getting closer and closer to those spots of light.
Ling carefully observed the scene on the screen, and said in surprise: "This is... a mainframe!"
Mo Sangwu found the computer mainframe buried under the deep sea. It covers an area of several hundred square meters and covers the entire underwater tunnel. The surface of the host is separated from the water flow by a transparent force field, and those green lights are the halo of the artificial intelligence circuit.
"There is indeed a host of some huge AI, but it is not the God of Machinery." An Ling shook his head regretfully, "This is the host of the Federal Learning and Education System - Science and Education Star, it is just a galaxy-level AI. We are wrong. It 's gone."
Mo Sanwu couldn't speak without a respirator, but Zero could feel his anger because the whole picture was shaking violently.
In the next few days, news came one after another from the rest of the people. They have found almost all the top AIs in the entire federation, but they just don't have the aura of supercomputers.
Dong has risked his life to infiltrate the headquarters of the Church of the God of Machinery, where there is nothing but a group of mad believers.
An Ling took Zero to the major islands, avoiding the enemy who had been chasing after him. On the fifth day, they ran out of fresh water and found a small city to go ashore to replenish supplies.
This is a small city, and the whole building is gray.
Zero was originally helping to fill fresh water when he heard voices behind him and turned his head, and looked directly at a boy in a straw hat.
"You are...Miss Yinhe!"
"Ah, really!" The black-faced boy widened his eyes.
Zero: Galaxy, Miss?
A group of people stood behind the teenager, holding farm tools in their hands, as if they had just returned from farming.
Someone knocked on his head: "Miss Yinhe, can you speak, you are obviously the Goddess of the Milky Way!" The
crowd was in a commotion.
An Ling teleportation appeared in front of her, with her arms outstretched in a protective manner.
Zero probed out and gestured: "Shh!" The
fishermen covered their mouths in a conditioned reflex.
The black-faced boy lowered his voice: "Goddess, I have always fantasized about seeing you. Don't be afraid, all the lunatics around here have been driven away by us, it's safe."
"You are much prettier than on the camera!"
"Those Politicians are slanderers for no reason. They are vampires. Don't take what they say."
"How did you come here? Is there any problem? Is there anything I can help?"
People who have never known each other, why can they show kindness to her without any scruples?
An Ling took a step to the side and touched her head.
With the help of local people, they quickly replenished the needed supplies. That night, instead of returning to the yacht, Zero stayed at the farmer's home. "The number of lunatics
here is not that many. We were all overwhelmed soon after we went together. Now they are all bundled up and thrown in the warehouse."
Big."
"He also bit my hand!"
"I already told you not to believe in those strange religions, it will make your brain stupid!" The
farmers gathered together to boil water and cook, discussing the recent incident Strange thing. Zero looked at An Ling next to her, who gave her a reassuring look.
"When the suffering of life is no longer regarded as a test, and when you no longer expect others to grant you mercy, people don't need gods, they are their own gods." In the middle of the
night, several believers who were originally tied in the warehouse , suddenly the body convulsed violently, as if being controlled by something, and made a strange cry of "hoho". Although their hands and feet were tied, they struggled to rub the ground with their fingernails, making a tooth-ache.
After struggling for about half an hour, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the skylight of the warehouse.
It looks like a human, but it uses all four limbs, because it is too dark to see its appearance, but the iron plate worn on the neck reflects the moonlight.
Number: 003.