"Mr. Ayer, all the third-generation synthetics who have infiltrated the Torch City army are in place, and they will act according to the established plan." The staff officer said to Justin Ayer.
"Haha, let these synths play a little more role." Justin Ayre sneered.
However, at this time, the door of the command center opened, and a petite girl with white hair and red eyes came in. Seeing her appearance, Al was stunned, then snorted and added: "Forget it, if those synthetics can
If you can get rid of it, try to escape as much as possible, and then we will arrange for recovery."
The molecular teleporter is not omnipotent. It cannot teleport moving targets. Therefore, if you want to be teleported by the molecular teleporter, you must find a quiet place to stay. Therefore, it is impossible to teleport during the battle.
"What are you doing here? Miss Eleven." After Al made arrangements, he looked at Eleven and asked, "This is the command center, not a place where children should come! Didn't Boss Yan let you read at home?"
"Reading at home is too boring, I want to go out for a walk." Elaine replied softly.
"You will only get in the way here, go back immediately!"
"I won't get in the way." Elaine said, walking to the side and squatting down somewhere casually, staring at the combat command screen without saying a word. A more knowledgeable staff officer next to her quickly picked up a bench.
Come over, but Elaine has no intention of sitting on it.
Looking at Elaine's appearance, Justin Ayer wanted to get angry, but then he thought of her identity, so he had to curse secretly and turned back to continue his command.
"The music has started playing! Signal coverage 93.5!"
"The positioning system starts working and draws battlefield graphics!"
I only saw that on the huge screen in the middle, a huge battlefield environment immediately appeared, and in the complex and detailed terrain, individual personnel were marked with red dots. This battlefield environment included the entire 1st Infantry Division and those on standby around it.
The movement of nearly 20,000 people from the 12th Armored Division appeared on the screen so densely!
This is one of the black technologies of the academy. By adding some notes that cannot be recognized by human auditory organs to a specific piece of music, it causes the resonance of all surrounding objects, and then draws the graphics of all the areas covered by the music by sensing the resonance.
"Signal node 1, stable."
"Signal node 2, stable."
"Signal node 3 cannot be located!"
"Node 3 is the opponent's general headquarters, and there is electromagnetic interference!"
"Abandon node 3 and re-plan the signal area!"
"Signal node 4 is stable."
"Signal"
Justin Ayre looked around and said slowly: "In order not to attract the attention of GDI, we only have 20 nuclear bombs. Red Queen! Calculate the best place to drop them immediately!"
"Coordinates E364.S112 set the detonation time to 19 seconds. Coordinates N017 and E175 set the detonation time to 25 seconds." A calm voice suddenly came from the side.
Justin Ayer turned back to look at Elaine who was squatting aside and staring at the screen. He frowned and said, "Eleven, don't cause trouble here! Red Queen! Give me the coordinates immediately!"
"Miss Eleven's results are relatively close to my calculations, but the coordinates and detonation time are slightly different," the Red Queen's holographic projection said.
"You need to predict the subconscious reaction of the people around the target after seeing the terrorist robots and nuclear bombs, and then correct the coordinates." Elaine squatted there and said calmly.
"Introduce the parameters and recalculate. The calculation result is 94.73 similar to Miss Eleven." The Red Queen replied.
"The coordinates just now are invalid. Set coordinates E283.S079 and set the detonation time to 23 seconds." Elaine said again.
Justin Ayer glanced at Elaine and turned back to the dumbfounded staff officer over there and said: "Do as you do!"
"Set the coordinates E283.S079, set the detonation time to 23 seconds!" the staff officer repeated loudly, and with a whoosh, a terrifying robot equipped with a Fat Man nuclear bomb disappeared from the platform of the molecular transmitter.
"Set coordinates N022.E162 and set the detonation time to 20 seconds!!" Oh! Another terrifying robot was teleported out.
At the same time, all the third-generation synths lurking in the Torch City Army have begun to take action!