Jane just glanced at it, then she looked confused and said sadly: "It's much more difficult than I thought! It requires the use of space-time topology algorithm, Sergey algorithm, Yang-Wells algorithm and Panda programming language.
The performance of my armored brain must be increased at least ten times, and then the calculations must be overloaded."
Zheng Feng thought for a while, "Everyone connected the energy transmission device to Punkt, and then linked our brain's computing power to Jane's brain through the energy transmission line to form a secondary computing power module."
Matta Nicklaus was shocked when he heard this.
There are too many microscopic termites.
The queen ant has realized that something is wrong and is launching a furious counterattack.
The ant colonies in all directions have formed a triple structure.
The innermost layer is a colony of soldier ants whose bodies are larger than those of ordinary termites and whose physical structure is more stable. At this time, the colony of soldier ants is spitting out corrosive energy balls while pushing forward with their bodies.
The second level is another layer of special worker ants that are smaller in size but extremely capable of spitting out corrosive energy. These special worker ants are flying around at a fast speed, looking for weaknesses in the Flying Tigers' defense layer.
The third level is a large number of ordinary worker ants. Ordinary worker ants are gathering into a huge group, following the same rhythm, spitting out corrosive energy from a distance that can be aggregated into balls.
"Captain, it's already very difficult. If this happens, our counterattack strength and shield performance will be sharply reduced. Our armored brain will also stagnate. Then we can only hold on for about twenty seconds."
Zheng Feng nodded, "I know."
Although Mata raised doubts, he did not refuse to carry out Zheng Feng's order. He and others had already transferred the energy of his armor to Punkt regardless of the cost, and Punkt then transferred it to Jane Roland.
With the new energy supply and as many as twenty-nine secondary computing power modules, the calculation equation that Jian just input here runs dozens of times faster.
With the help of super intelligence, the exhaustive algorithm rushes forward, spitting out hieroglyphic symbols one after another, which are exactly the components of the "backdoor code" of the queen ant.
At the same time, other people suddenly felt the pressure doubled due to the continuous loss of energy and brain assistance.
Zheng Feng patted Edgar beside him, and then told Morrison who was a little further away: "Now there is no brain-assisted aiming. You two look at where I am aiming. I will shoot there. What kind of firepower should I use?
Just learn from it.”
After saying that, Zheng Feng fired a round of ray stream with 50% output power to the right with his backhand.
Before he pulled the trigger, this was still the weak point of the ant colony's impact, but the moment his ray stream hit, the ant colony near that location spit out large chunks of concentrated and corrosive energy from the side.
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Zheng Feng accurately predicted the behavior of the ant colony, but his 50% firepower alone was not enough to break up the corrosive energy.
Fortunately, Edgar finally stopped confronting Zheng Feng. Instead, he raised his brain's reaction speed to its peak and fired the second shot right behind Zheng Feng.
At this time, Edgar's perfect follower Morrison showed his true talent.
In short, he hit wherever Edgar pointed, how sure and ruthless he was.
The three waves of rays fired back and forth by the three people just finished hedging the corrosive energy accurately, and at the same time, they caused a series of explosions, knocking the nearby ant colonies to pieces.
It's a pity that others can't perfectly cooperate with Zheng Feng and the three of them, so they can only follow their own feelings.
In other words, Qin Wu, Li Qingqing, Lev and other first-line players performed better.
The reserve team members could only resign themselves to firing randomly.
More than ten seconds passed, and Jane Roland finally returned a series of codes to Zheng Feng, "Captain, this is it!"
"Okay! The last step!"
Punkert looked at his already red energy conversion module and said with a grimace: "Captain, my armor can't withstand such overload. It will fall apart in a few seconds!"
At this time, the reserve team members and intelligence team members also sounded the alarm loudly.
The ants have already broken through the fire net and pounced on them, consuming the fragile colloidal energy shield on the surface of their armor at an extremely fast rate.
Zheng Feng turned around slightly and used his back to catch the energy transfer line thrown by Punkt, "You have to hold on even if you can't hold it! Punkt, please transfer the energy and pull it up for me!"
Buzz!
Two seconds later, a very high-power local broadcast was emitted from the brain chain signal transmitter on the back of Zheng Feng's visor. It first passed through Zheng Feng's brain in the form of clustered microwaves, and then hit the metal bulge hidden a few meters ahead.
On the little head of the queen ant at the bottom of the castle.
"No way! My shoulder armor is broken!"
A reserve combat member on the flank screamed.
"Mine is broken too! My leg! Ah!"
Another member of the intelligence team responsible for cover at the side and rear also shouted something bad.
The worst thing is that a member of the logistics team who is constantly transferring energy to the outside world has consumed his armor energy below the minimum red line.
His energy shield has long since disappeared, and cracks have begun to appear on his faceplate.
A large group of microscopic termites gathered together, shaped like sharp swords, and slammed into the cracks on his faceplate.
The cracks continue to expand.
The sizzling sound rang in his ears, which meant that the air in the training armor was leaking out along the cracks.
The blue-black "liquid" is spreading inwards along the center of the crack.
In just one second, countless microscopic termites would swoop into his visor and land on his face.
Although he knew that this was a simulation training, the situation still made the boy's hair stand on end and he had goosebumps all over his body.
At this moment, the noisy shouts of the crowd suddenly stopped.
The logistics member whose mask was cracked stared blankly ahead, and the black "liquid" that had been spreading along the crack stopped moving.
A slight popping sound of bang bang bang bang sounded in his ears.
He was surprised to find that the black liquid that poured into the cracks in his faceplate quickly lost its color.
He used the little energy left in the energy battery to turn on the armor's self-checking system and scanned it. He was extremely surprised to find that the microscopic termites stopped attacking and began to self-destruct. In the self-destruction, they transformed themselves into something similar to a transparent mask.
material to restore the function of the visor.
"this……"
He was confused.
He turned and looked to the side again.
More surprises.
Someone was looking over his shoulder in surprise.
Others were covering their calves.
This poor guy had only white bones left on his calf, with all the skin and flesh gone.
A large number of microscopic termites were gathering around the calf that the man was covering.
But these termites no longer devoured his body, but instead blocked the holes in the legs of his training armor, pupating gently.
The logistics guy looked at his panel again and saw that the exhausted battery pack was quickly replenishing its energy.
The armor's self-inspection equipment indicated that a large number of microscopic termites were approaching the charging port, and they were spitting energy balls of pure energy into the charging port.
One wave of termites left quickly after vomiting the energy balls, and the second wave of termites followed, like hard-working porters.
Soon, after the energy recovered and passed the minimum red line, the logistics guy was finally able to access the armor status of the entire team. Then he clicked on the self-checking system of the guy with the broken leg next to him, only to find that the microscopic termites near the guy's calf were also there.
A clear division of labor.
Some termites continue to self-destruct, reducing their bodies into various materials. Others are busy holding the materials conjured by their companions and sticking them to the broken holes in the protective layer of the training armor's legs.
Continuing to return to the team interface, the logistics guy discovered that in just a few seconds, the armor energy of almost everyone in the team was basically exhausted.
At least more than 50% of the people's armors were damaged in one way or another, and more than 30% of the people were slightly injured.
There are also 10% who are seriously injured, worse than the guy with a broken leg.
But now, the air leakage in everyone's armor has been stopped, and the wounds on people's bodies have been temporarily and quickly stopped bleeding with the healing colloid produced by the self-explosion of termites.
And everyone's armor energy index is recovering rapidly.
Most of the people were lying staggering in the air, exhausted.
Only the captain was floating cross-legged in front of the metal bulge where the queen ant was, holding on to the bulge with one hand and supporting his own chin with the other, thoughtfully.
"Captain, are we...successful?"
Edgar Julian next to him asked cautiously.
Zheng Feng looked back at him, smiled slightly, and gave him a thumbs up, "Of course, you performed well just now."
"Thank you captain for the compliment."
The next moment, Zheng Feng straightened his body and said, "Severely injured people have a five-minute rest period. Although the function of the training armor is average, it can slowly repair your injuries. As for the others, start taking action with me in one minute. Everyone
, it’s time for other teams to see what it means to be the King of Garbage Guys.”
After saying that, Zheng Feng grinned.
But he also has doubts in his heart
The moment he successfully took over the queen ant's mind, he discovered a problem.
There's something wrong with this queen ant, she seems to be an artificially modified body of human beings.
In addition to possessing the quantum group thinking that comes with space insects, the queen ant seems to have traces of Grass people in her thinking mode, as well as some characteristics of human chaotic thinking.
It is a fusion, as if it has its own will, but it is so hidden that it is difficult to capture.
