Chapter 65: Humanity’s Last Stand (Additional update, eager to read)
Wow!
Another huge wave hit the deck, and the entire warship shook violently.
"This can't go on like this!"
the officer yelled.
Ever since Digital Map Hengyu started the steering engine, there have been constant waves on the sea, with the waves getting higher and higher.
Fortunately, the salvage team is all warships.
Warships have relatively strong ability to withstand wind and waves, and there is no risk of capsizing for a while.
But they were trapped in these waves, almost unable to move, and even if the waves calmed down, it would be difficult to continue operations, because their deep-sea detectors were swept away by the waves to unknown places.
"The detector is gone! What about the mission?"
“The coalition government cannot be contacted!”
"Wait a little longer!"
Lieutenant Colonel Lanlusi was very helpless.
At first, the communication was blocked, and the digital life fooled him into staying on standby, missing the first salvage window.
He finally reached the second salvage point, but the digital life started the planetary engine.
The sea suddenly became a cradle of danger.
He was so sick.
"Smart technology should have been restricted a long time ago!" he said angrily. "Digital beings can pretend to be the coalition government and give orders to the middle and lower levels. How can we fight this?"
He has given up on the salvage mission.
It's not that he couldn't stand the setback, but that his detector and submarine were swept away by the waves.
Humans cannot physically go to the seabed thousands of meters below.
It was a senseless suicide.
Lieutenant Colonel Lanlus said with a dismayed face: "If other teams are like us, then we won't even be able to get a piece of antimatter."
Three pieces of antimatter exploded simultaneously.
Not to mention what impact this will have on human civilization, these salvage teams are the first to be annihilated in the surging light and heat of antimatter.
Everyone in the coalition government headquarters looked tense, and the air was filled with tension.
No one dares to talk nonsense.
Because they are still being broadcast live, many people buried under the rubble are watching their reactions.
If they become discouraged, or even speak dejected words openly, those buried in the rubble may commit suicide out of despair.
For the sake of the millions of people watching the live broadcast, anyone who walks into the command center must manage their emotions.
Even if I want to cry, I have to hide in the toilet and cry secretly.
But their efforts were not recognized, and the live broadcast room was full of curses.
"A bunch of useless things actually make a program play around!"
“Without the formalities of a coalition government, how does digital life start its engine?”
"Hasn't the antimatter been picked up yet?"
"Hangzhou No. 1 Underground City, magma is leaking here, who will save us?"
"I can also work as an official in the coalition government. Anyway, no matter how bad I am, it won't be worse than it is now."
"..."
Even the headquarters' own hall has a live broadcast on the screen.
The obscene language is everywhere.
Members of the command were discouraged.
They have tried very hard, but the enemy is far more powerful than they imagined, and it is indeed their fault that they rely too much on intelligent programs.
Take the planetary engine as an example.
Suppose the regulations were changed to: A commissioner from the coalition government must be present before the planetary engine can be started.
Then put some restrictions on the commissioners,
The crisis may be over.
Because the coalition government just needs to fish the antimatter out of the sea.
The sea was still calm at that time.
The commander-in-chief glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and his mood showed no fluctuation.
Do your best and obey destiny.
This time it was a saturation rescue.
Countries around the world have mobilized more than 1.5 million people and have shut down most of the engines that started abnormally.
It probably won't take long to shut down the rest and put an end to the disaster on land.
Now there's just one burning problem.
Antimatter!
Although the salvage team was not completely wiped out, it had basically lost its ability to salvage, and three new teams needed to be sent to replace them.
"Count how many detectors are available."
"If it is damaged in the earthquake, let the engineers try to repair it. We have more than 20 hours left to try to put together six usable detectors to support three salvage points respectively."
"Six ships." The intelligence officer said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Deep-sea detectors are worth hundreds of millions, and each one is built to order.
There are only a few ships in the inventory, and some of them were damaged in the earthquake caused by the planetary engine not long ago.
It's impossible to get so much together in a short while.
This is because Pandora's deep-sea business is very popular and the manufacturer has the goods in its warehouse. Otherwise, it would not even be able to get a detector out now.
As for the deep-sea probes on Pandora, those were urgently recalled by the coalition government as early as the thirty-six-hour countdown began.
Later, they were all handed over to the salvage team and the reserve team of the salvage team.
"At least three ships must be assembled."
The commander-in-chief said firmly.
The intelligence officer nodded and said, "I understand."
The commander-in-chief said methodically: "Although the sea is very rough, there is nothing we can do about it."
"Wait for the last half hour, load the people into the detector, let them dive as soon as they enter the water, and then throw the detector into the sea."
"Remember to check."
"This may be humanity's last stand."
Antimatter explosion countdown: 23 hours!
The Pioneer carried the Na'vi people's sacred tree across the starry sky and landed in the botanical garden carefully prepared by the coalition government.
The light, temperature, and air composition of this botanical garden are all the same as Pandora.
Even the soil is freshly shipped from Pandora, with a strong smell of natural biofertilizer.
Chen Fan overlooked the botanical garden.
Although it was prepared by a human, it was rounded off as a gift from him to Ava.
I wonder if Ava would like it?
This time he formally invited Ava to be his guest, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.
"Come on! Insert it into the tree hole!"
"Slower!"
"Don't break it!"
Exoskeleton soldiers carried more than a dozen soul trees into the botanical garden.
They carefully inserted the soul tree into the tree pit, and then buried the roots with soil shovel by shovel.
The branches of the soul tree emitted weak fluorescence and looked sickly.
The core part of the soul tree is the trunk. The older the trunk, the greater the demand for nutrients.
This requirement originally matches the coverage range of the root system.
However, the internal space of the Pioneer is limited, and most of the roots of the soul tree have to be cut off during transplantation.
This resulted in the soul tree being unable to absorb nutrients to meet its own needs even though it was transplanted into the same soil.
So the soul tree became sickly.
However, Ava has already considered this situation and specially prepared a bottle of nutrient solution for watering the trees.
Although the amount is not much, it is enough to restore the soul tree to its best condition and maintain it until the roots grow back.
At this time, Liu Peiqiang walked in.
He carried a bottle of blue liquid and walked straight to the soul tree.
Chen Fan was a little nervous.
As long as Liu Peiqiang pours the nutrient solution onto the roots of the soul tree, he will start business. This will be his first communication with humans.
It’s of great significance!
Chen Fan accidentally thought of astronaut Armstrong's famous saying: "That's one small step for me, one giant leap for mankind."
at this time
Liu Peiqiang raised the blue liquid and raised his neck.
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