At this time, the combat power is basically like this—

Before Silver Three was dragged to death by the wheel battle of artificial intelligence, the human coalition took advantage of the "electronic vacuum" of the Heart of Rose to barely fight the artificial intelligence army in a short period of time.

The Artificial Intelligence Legion has no human-machine interface, so it can be the nemesis of chip people.

The human coalition forces are all physical and mortal bodies, and all the information comes from their facial features and six senses. Under the chipman's plug-in mental network, there is almost no power to fight back.

To a certain extent, Woolf is right. Only impeccable artificial intelligence is the terminator of the chipman of the Liberty Legion.

"Silver Three!" Nagus' tears flowed into his mouth, salty and astringent, "Let the Artificial Intelligence Legion come over, can you tell the difference between the primary and secondary!"

Poisson and Yang were sweating coldly: "What a bad idea? That's to stop the boiling, Commander Nagus!"

When the Liberty Legion first rushed into the coalition, the coalition forces that had just been deceived by their feelings fought back in anger. They fought against the Liberty Legion, a team with high mental power and amateur fighting together. Of course, the best solution is to break them apart, form a small scattered encirclement, and then defeat them one by one.

But the disadvantages at the beginning seemed to be calculated by Lin Jingshu, because now these small encirclements have become protection/umbrellas of the Free Legion.

If it was just that "the Free Legion was trapped in the encirclement of the human coalition", then at this time, "the coalition became the caring little cotton jacket of the Free Legion."

The human coalition, which was disturbed by hallucinations, was very chaotic, and it was difficult to understand at the moment, like a tangled ball of threads. Woolf's artificial intelligence army obviously did not intend to cooperate with low-level carbon-based creatures, so they would not care about life or death. Once Chengying was released, it would immediately bombard the battlefield indiscriminately. In this way, the coalition army became the human shield of the chipman.

The worst thing is that the chips at this time are already very different from the original "opium chips".

The initial "opium chip" was closely related to the Garden of Eden. Early believers were trapped by the gimmick of "Eden Substitute". The chip can only act on a very small area, and there are only a few simple visual illusions that can be created. Zhan Luna can also deal with the chips accordingly against the "forbidden fruit" of Eden.

However, over twenty years have passed, chips have been rapidly evolving. Now, it has completely gotten rid of the shadow of Eden, completely abandoned Laura Gordon's idea of ​​"transforming the body and promoting evolution", and has become a completely different thing.

Lin Jingshu has gone too far on this road. Even if Dr. Harden is here, she can only give a rough guess. No one can explain the rules and paths of chip people invading the spiritual network clearly.

At this time, there was no time for them to study carefully. The Free Legion let go of its hands and feet, as if it was entering a nobody's land. If the coalition forces did not come up with a way to organize effective blockades, the chips would be able to get in touch with the wormhole immediately.

The natural wormhole area is not a pipe like a sewer. It is an abnormal space with distorted time and space. At the same time, countless "channels" like vortexes will be generated. They appear at any time and collapse at any time. The main job of Mint is to try to maintain the stability of the channel after entering a certain channel, and do not collapse when it is halfway through.

Even the same group of mechas entering the wormhole area may not necessarily enter the same passage, let alone enter in batches. Due to the different passages, everyone's travel time is also different. The error is normal for one or two days. It is not necessarily the case who enters first, whoever comes out first.

In other words, once the chipmen enters the natural wormhole area now, Tulan will not be able to separate them from the Votto refugees. There are about tens of millions of non-armed residents in the wormhole now. If the natural wormhole area is unilaterally closed at this time, the result will inevitably be that all the jade will be burned, and the tens of millions of people and the Free Legion will be crushed together in the turbulent turbulence of time and space. If Tulan cannot bear it, then the chipmen pass through the natural chasm, and the Eighth Galaxy, which has just been peaceful for a few years, will be once again involved in endless war.

Who should I choose to give up on the peace of a galaxy and the lives of tens of millions of alien refugees?

This is a free question for artificial intelligence Woolf.

But for the Human Alliance, it is almost a proposition.

So you must never let this cruel multiple-choice question come out.

Lin Jingshu completely opened the communication channel on the chip man mecha, so that everyone could hear her words without a key: "High-level chips can completely suppress low-level chips, low-level chips can completely suppress ordinary people. Which life form is more advanced? Isn't this clear at a glance? Have you ever thought that now you are the only ones who are fighting stubbornly, and the citizens on the ground are scrambling to join the chip empire?"

"Is the technology dead?" Bayer shouted angrily, "Shield her!"

However, everyone ran away in the dense missiles and high-energy particle cannons, and had no time to care for a moment, so they could only continue to listen to her poison and listen to her: "Isn't it good to evolve into a higher life? My people will soon occupy the majority on the ground. At that time, the remaining stubborn minorities will find that they are like those wild animals that lack survival ability in the ancient Earth era, in the face of stronger species, their living space is constantly shrinking and they can only become extinct."

"Give me a mecha, Zhan Lu follow me!" Lu Bixing suddenly turned his head and said to Lin Jingheng. Zhan Lu immediately turned into a robot and rolled it on his arm, "I have a way to try it. Maybe I can avoid being affected by the chip!"

"Even if you are not affected by chips, what about others? Each of the personal guards gives you a missile, can you bear it?" Lin Jingheng's first reaction was to object, "I have never heard of using the Chief Executive as a suicide squad, no."

"Jingheng!"

The two confronted each other silently for a moment.

A coalition mecha exploded very close to the command ship.

On the interstellar waterway map, the tornado-like Free Legion mechas rolled towards the natural wormhole area and had passed through the dangerous area pre-demarcated by the coalition forces.

"Commander, I can't hold on!"

Lin Jingheng's forehead was covered with blue veins: "The mecha doesn't work, the command ship's driving authority will be given to you - Zhan Lu, covering the command ship's spiritual network."

Lu Bixing was stunned, then understood what he meant and asked softly: "This is a very risky one. Commander, once the command ship is shot down, the enemy will save trouble - do you want to be with me?"

Lin Jingheng glanced at him: "Now everyone is on the wire, breathing is a risk..."

"No," Lu Bixing took over the command ship's driving authority, but his eyes did not leave Lin Jingheng's eyes. "What I said is - are you going to be with me? I'm allowed to tie you with a ring and give you half of your life to me under the law."

Lin Jingheng smiled bitterly: "If the 'remaining of the rest of his life' is not done well, there are only a few minutes left."

"The remaining second is mine."

Zhanlu's spiritual net that had been repaired many times was spread out to the maximum, covering half of the heart of the rose, and the glory of the top ten famous swords was still there.

The distant Chengying seemed to feel something. He hesitated for a moment when hesitated to the guns of a coalition mecha, which made the lucky one escape. In the huge data stream of artificial intelligence, countless "Zhanlu" flashed by, gathering into a sigh from the depths of the darkness.

But Zhanlu's master knew that the repair of Zhanlu mecha core had been put on hold. Lin Jingheng only restarted after he came back. It has not been completed so far. He can only be a coach for a while. The mental network lacks stability. He had already collapsed once when Votto faced Long Yuan. Fortunately, Lin Jingheng switched fast enough. If someone else was to be a driver, he would have to have a concussion even if he didn't die.

"Zhanlu, please hold on for a while."

As an artificial intelligence, Zhan Lu is an honest AI who says everything and never brags about it. He answered on the Spirit Network: "This may not work. Principal Lu, I am not ready yet, but I can try my best to give you a warning before the collapse."

The unprepared mecha was driven on the shelves with the unprepared driver, which was comparable to the disabled combination of two people with three legs. The huge spiritual network covered the chip man mecha and the coalition mecha at the same time. The chip man was immediately alert. At the same time, three or four spiritual networks tried to create hallucinations for him while competing for Zhanlu's driving authority.

Although the chip on Lu Bixing abandoned all the interaction functions with the outside world, it was like a house-guarding object, excluding all interference. Then, his extremely keen senses extended along the spiritual network. Lu Bixing was surprised to find that he could "see" through the spiritual network of the coalition forces which mechas were interfered by the chip!

The next moment, Lu Bixing used the authority of the command ship and issued direct instructions to some interfered mechas: "The driver handed over the authority of the spiritual network!"

The mecha drivers were in a state of great difficulty, and finally heard an accurate command. They obeyed instinctively and "jumped" from the spiritual network. Lu Bixing used Zhanlu to take over remotely and seamlessly. When the chip hit the chip, it immediately seemed that the current running around hit the insulator.

But Lu Bixing is not a robot either. He cannot take so many spiritual networks remotely under the siege. When those permissions fall into his hands at the same time, he feels like his head is violently smashed with a hammer, and a "buzz" sound: "The backup driver catches it!"

As he finished speaking, he was forced to pop up. Fortunately, the coalition forces retreated to the Heart of Rose were all elites at this time, and most of them had reacted. The backup driver took back the "disinfected" spirit network. Without any instructions, he took advantage of the moment of Qingming Festival to lock the chip man mecha closest to them with his muzzle.

The vanguard of the Free Legion, who had approached the entrance of the wormhole area, was barely shot down at the critical moment!

Lu Bixing's eyes went dark. Just then, his spine was soaked in cold sweat.

"Everyone," he gasped, saying in the communication channel, "The interference of chips has limited effect on vitiligo cerebral disease. Fortunately, vitiligo is a specialty of the eighth galaxy. As the Chief Executive, I am not very pure in vitiligo, but I have some symptoms of vitiligo cerebral disease due to illness when I was young."

The commanders of the Central Army took a breath together.

Lu Xin, an unprecedented outstanding space general, actually said that he had cerebral syndrome!

And the vitiligo disease that everyone in the alliance was so scared that it turned out to be a life-saving straw at this time!

Nagus twisted himself and felt that the world had become a kaleidoscope of rapid rotation, changing so quickly that it was dizzy.

"I can now scan our comrades who have abnormal situations through Zhanlu's spiritual network, so we can operate as we did just now. After the interfered driver is named, I can immediately hand over the permissions to me. I can eliminate the influence of the chip," Lu Bixing continued, "But while I am not disturbed, my mental power is also very limited, so please prepare the driver. I can only hold on for a moment at most."

Alliance: "…"

Impotence syndrome can actually turn on mechas and can also carry multiple mechas remotely. It’s like a person without arms playing the piano with his feet!

Lin Jingheng glanced at him and knew that he was talking nonsense, smiling without saying a word.

The Empty Cystoma can indeed be used to turn on the mecha. The Eighth Galaxy even has a special Empty Cystoma Army, but it does not have the same high mental power as cheating, so it is impossible to control the extremely complex and particularly unstable spiritual network of Zhanlu.

Lu Bixing still detained the secret of the chip and sealed the channel for human evolution in Nuwa's plan.

Lu Bixing pinched him and wiped the cold sweat from his palm on the commander's shirt: "Then everyone, it's time for us to fight back."

The rebels of major galaxies retreated step by step under the mental attack of chipmen, but more people did not join the chipmen in order to avoid persecution, as Lin Jingshu described in alarmist statements, and they were still guerrilla and struggling.

The second galaxy.

Alisa, the dormitory manager of the University of Science and Technology, escorted the students to the temporary rear of the Rebels and naturally joined the Rebels.

Alisa studied medicine in higher education, but unfortunately she had limited talent and average grades. Contemporary human medical workers are elite researchers and experts in this field, and ordinary treatment has been completed by robots. Therefore, those medical students with mediocre qualifications have all changed their careers.

Alisa originally thought she had chosen the wrong major, but she didn't expect that she would have one day of usefulness. The medical equipment in the Rebel Army was not enough and needed a lot of manpower to supplement it. She became a doctor with the army.

At this time, she responded to the call with exhaustion and quickly walked to the conference room: "What's the matter?"

There were a row of solemn doctors standing in the conference room, next to them were several rebel officers, and there were several chips on the table in the middle.

"What are you doing?"

"There are only chip people who are not affected by the illusion of the chip people." said a young officer. "I am willing to receive the injection and give it a try."

A doctor's facial features were almost sliding out of his face: "Nonsense, the characteristic of biochips is to obey advanced chips unconditionally. If you inject a chip, you can't be considered ours at all. Your behavior and thoughts are not independent. What else can you do?"

"No," the officer said, "I have observed that chip people are not self-reliant at all times. When high-level chip people do not give orders, they are no different from normal people."

Alisa hesitated for a moment: "Indeed, this is also their gimmick for promoting chips - it does not affect normal life."

The officer said: "So my plan is to 'one-time' sneak attack, send people who voluntarily receive chip injections, disguised as the Free Army, and launch a raid before the other party notices..."

The doctor who had just argued said: "Then you will be controlled by high-level chip people."

"So, it's a 'one-time' sneak attack. We eliminate the enemy's vitality and then deal with ourselves before being controlled. If there is time, we will take out the chips. Before there is time, we will set it up in advance," the officer looked at the doctor, pointed at his neck and smiled, "Fire a shot at this."

The doctor was stunned and couldn't speak for a moment.

Alisa murmured, "What does that mean? Do you need to fill it with your life?"

"Everyone," the young officer glanced at her deeply, "there is no way ahead of us."

The head of the Second Galaxy Resistance Army reached out to cover the Petri dishes that preserved the chips, and after a long time, he sighed heavily.

So a martyrdom counterattack began with the second galaxy and soon spread to the rebels of other galaxies.
Chapter completed!