Alien Relic Hunter.

Chapter 397 Friendly Army Identification Module (4000-word chapter)
"Don't get your hopes up too much. The Friendship Identification Module is not a 'black box'. It doesn't have that kind of hard explosion-proof shell protection at all. Moreover, in order to prevent the leakage of the Friendship Identification Code, this kind of thing is often equipped with a self-destruct device... Those armed landing craft have been destroyed like that, and the chance of finding a complete friendly identification module is lower than that of getting an SSR." Layton said while conducting the last inspection of the space shuttle before takeoff. .

"The chance of getting an SSR? What does SSR mean? How big is the chance?" Marshall asked with interest, with his hands on the back of the passenger seat.

As an experimental subject who has lived in a closed base for a long time, people like Marshall have very few recreational activities to choose from in their daily lives. Apart from playing ball and fighting, only self-made playing cards or backgammon are left. Gadgets... There are a few video game consoles in the experimental base, but they are all placed in the lounge for researchers. As experimental subjects, they cannot be touched at all.

Marshall hadn't even played Tetris, so he couldn't understand the proper name from the card-drawing game at all.

"I learned this sentence from Ke Lan. I don't play mobile games very much. I don't understand it very well. You can ask him... Damn, how long has this space shuttle not been maintained? There are big and small problems There are a lot of them, and it may take half an hour to take off." Layton said without turning his head, he pulled out a keyboard from under the console, and typed it quickly with one hand, while the inside of the other mechanical hand was Several data cables were protruded and plugged into various interfaces on the side.

"SSR is a word used to describe the rarity in the card-drawing game. As for the probability of winning an SSR in a single round..." Ke Lan thought for a while, and found a metaphor, "It's like you bought a bottle, and you can open the cap. For Snow Beer of the "Prize" series, I opened the bottle cap and found that I won another bottle, and then I went to change a bottle and won again. The probability of three consecutive bottles of prostitution is almost the same as the probability of winning the SSR in this single draw. " Ke Lan said.

"I remember that there is a 20% chance of getting another bottle, three times in a row..." Marshall snapped his fingers, "The chance is [-] out of [-]? So low?"

"Yes, it's that low." Layton nodded, "That's why I feel that this operation is no different from sending someone to die."

"Don't be so pessimistic. The automatic defense weapons on the Greek are only four [-]mm rapid-fire electromagnetic guns, and only two of them can attack us at the same time. I trust your driving skills." Ke Lan sat After reaching the passenger seat, he patted Layton on the shoulder.

"That's it?" Layton bulged his eyeballs exaggeratedly, and glared at Ke Lan, "Ke Lan, do you have any idea of ​​the power of that thing? With the thickness of the armor of our space shuttle, one hit is enough. It’s enough to be shot right through...that is, the partition of the power cabin can block the shells fired by this thing, but if the power cabin is hit, we just wait for death.”

"Don't worry, I'm still here." Ke Lan raised his hand and took off the eye-patch-like observation eyepiece hanging above his head, and put it on his own head. "Leave the timing of evasive actions to me."

This observation eyepiece is connected to the six visible light cameras outside the space shuttle. Although the maximum observation distance is only 8000 meters, it is already more than twice the trigger threshold (3000 meters) of the "Greek" automatic defense system.

"Are you sure there's no problem?" Layton asked a little worriedly, "At this distance, the reaction time left for you is probably only a dozen milliseconds... Even if you can seize the gap, this space shuttle will not be able to respond." It may not be possible to complete those evasive actions in time."

"Anyway, as long as you don't get shot down directly, it's okay to get hit by a few shells, right?" Ke Lanxu shook the joystick in front of him, "Layton, please mark for me, which places on this space shuttle are It doesn’t matter where the bullets hit the crucial points that must not be damaged.”

"...This thing is not an armored battleship developed for close combat. No matter where it is, it may disintegrate immediately if it is hit by a shot!" Layton shouted angrily.

At this moment, Ze Luo suddenly sat on Ke Lan's lap, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the console in front of him—Leighton just wanted to ask her not to press it randomly, but he was surprised to find that he was dealing with the operation table just now. All the problems were actually solved, even the rubber ring of the airtight valve that needed to be replaced manually due to the aging of the material, was refreshed in the maintenance status column as "in good condition, no need to replace", which made Layton's jaw drop. nearly hit the ground—

"You... how did you do it?" He glanced at the screen showing the status of the space shuttle maintenance in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice.

All kinds of problems that would have taken at least three 10 minutes to solve had disappeared without a trace, and the entire space shuttle was in good condition as if it was brand new from the factory.

Ze Luo looked at Layton, but didn't answer—although she repaired the space shuttle in an instant, she didn't understand the principle at all.

To be precise, she just changed the problematic places in the space shuttle to their original appearance.

"This is impossible!"

Layton stood up directly from the driver's seat, stumbled to a corner of the cabin, and used a mechanical hand to pry up a metal cover—he suddenly discovered that the previous broken circuits that needed to be repaired were all blocked. It was connected, and the connection did not even leave too obvious traces. At first glance, I thought it was a brand new circuit board.

As for the aging airtight valve apron, although there are still cracked lines on it, they are just lines. With a poke of his finger, Layton knows that the material inside the apron has been completely replaced. Performance has even surpassed brand new replacements.

He removed the rubber ring, and used a knife to cut off a layer of rubber on the surface, revealing a material similar to biological cartilage, but compared to cartilage, the physical properties of this thing are closer to The original material of the apron is simply a perfect substitute for rubber.

"Ke Lan! Ke Lan! This little girl is incredible!" Layton ran back to the cockpit as if he had discovered a new world, pointing at Ze Luo excitedly, "She she she she...she... You found a treasure!"

"Okay, don't make a fuss." Ke Lan took off the observation eyepiece and glanced at him very "calmly", "Remember to keep this matter secret."

"Yeah, I know, I know!" Layton nodded hastily. Of course, he understands what this ability means. If it is leaked out, it may cause a sensation no less than Ke Lan's secrets.

"In addition, in this operation, our biggest reliance is her." Ke Lan pointed to Zeluo who was sitting on his lap, "Ivan, give me a gun."

"What are you going to do?" Ivan asked with some doubts, but he still took out a large-caliber hunting pistol and threw it to Ke Lan.

Ke Lan took the gun, put it directly on his temple, and opened the safety.

"Damn it, you're—" Layton just blurted out his exclamation before Ke Lan pulled the trigger.

"Bah!"

A loud noise echoed in the cockpit, but the scene of brain burst and blood splashes that Layton and Ivan had expected did not appear—although the muzzle of the gun was pressed against Ke Lan's temple, there seemed to be an explosion in the middle. Like an invisible barrier, neither smoke nor fire can penetrate this barrier. At such a close distance, Ke Lan's skin didn't even have a trace of burns.

Ke Lan put down the gun and knocked the barrel on the armrest of the seat a few times before a severely deformed bullet fell out of the muzzle.

He picked up the bullet and held it up in front of everyone.

"This, is this her ability?" Layton looked at Ze Luo with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"Well... I can do it to this extent." Marshall muttered, his eyes stayed on Ze Luo for a few seconds, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, "I didn't expect the 'perfect individual' Besides me, there is another... pretty little girl, what a pity."

Ke Lan knew that he had misunderstood Ze Luo's identity, thinking that she had only a limited lifespan like himself, but in this case, Ke Lan couldn't make a mistake and could only follow his lead. Yiyi nodded and said, "Well, there are two perfect individuals who have materialized thoughts, which can completely provide an unbreakable 'thought shield' for this space shuttle, so we don't need to worry about the automatic defense system."

"This thing is better than an energy shield. It would be great if it could be produced by energy—" Layton said.

"Don't dream, start the space shuttle quickly. If that thing completely controls the 'Greek', then we will have to face more than two electromagnetic guns with a caliber of [-]mm." Ke Lan stretched out his hand, The various instruments on the console were turned on one by one, and then the control lever next to the co-pilot's seat was pushed hard, and the hangar directly in front was slowly raised.

"Knowing that there are two big guys on the plane, I finally feel a little bit at a loss." Layton sighed, started the engine, and the four tail thrusters ejected faint blue flames at the same time, and the entire space shuttle was in an instant. Sliding into the deep and dark space.

Although Zelo and Marshall were there, in order to avoid risks as much as possible, Plan A was not abandoned. After the space shuttle left the hangar of the space station, it began to fly towards the wreckage of the armed landing craft not far away.

……

"Grass... is it really an SSR?" Layton smacked his lips, and carefully used the mechanical arm of the extravehicular operation to push aside a severely deformed steel shell that was still covered with scorched black burn marks. Only a palm-sized dark blue cassette appeared in everyone's field of vision.

This cassette is the "Friendly Force Identification Module" of the armed landing craft, which should have been inserted into the console of the landing craft.But now, the entire console has been blown to pieces, but only the slot where the cassette is inserted has been completely preserved, and has not been affected by the explosion.

"It's no one's luck. This thing is not damaged at all." Layton said. Although the friendly identification module has not been obtained, the internal sensors are still working. The serial number and ownership of this armed landing craft And the identification codes are all displayed on the screen of the space shuttle - as long as the security program of this cassette is cracked, and then inserted into the console of the space shuttle, and then modify the corresponding model, this string of identification codes It belongs to the Space Shuttle.

"Be careful, don't mess it up." Ke Lan said to Layton, staring at the picture sent back from the external camera.

"I know, I know." Layton said in his mouth. He also stretched his neck and stared at the screen. The space shuttle's extravehicular operation robot arm has been connected to his cyborg prosthetic body. He manipulated the more than 30-meter-long robotic arm, as if he was driving his own limbs.

The "finger" at the front end of the mechanical arm moved, and gently pinched the wreckage of the operating table where the identification module was inserted—both the operating table and the identification module are made of polymer instead of metal. If Lei The strength in Dun's hands was slightly increased, and they were in danger of being crushed.

"Relax, relax... Take your time..." Layton said to himself in a low voice, and gradually retracted the outstretched mechanical arm. Apart from the two fingers pinching the wreckage, he still had to use A few other fingers build a "protective shield" to prevent those floating broken parts from hitting the identification module.

The entire recycling process actually took less than 10 minutes, but in Layton's eyes, it felt as long as 100 years.

It wasn't until he got the identification module in his hand that he let out a heavy breath.

"I didn't even dare to breathe out just now, it suffocated me."

"Isn't this just a good way to help you practice your lung capacity?" The first step of Plan A was successfully completed, and Ke Lan's hanging heart finally relaxed a little, and he joked to Layton.

"You're just kidding... All I install are artificial lungs. If I want to increase my lung capacity, I can only buy a higher-end product with extra money--but then again, as the boss of the hunting group, you have to show Indicate?" Layton stretched out his mechanical hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb a few times, and there was an ear-piercing sound of metal friction immediately.

"Okay, I'll give you a top-notch artificial lung after you go back, the latest customized version released by Maya Bio, okay?"

"Hey, thank you boss." As Layton said, a metal probe popped out from between his fingers and inserted into the gap on the side of the identification module.

Compared with military vehicles, it is much easier to decipher the identification module of civilian vehicles. In less than five seconds, the red indicator light on the cassette jumped to green. Layton blew on the interface of the cassette and raised his hand. Plug it into the console.

[PS Thank you book friend 20180530112942022 for the 100 starting coins. 】

[PPS do a small survey, if you are the male lead, which one would you choose, the eldest lady of the consortium or the beautiful girl with three monsters?There are only two options, and choosing "I want them all" is strictly prohibited. 】

(End of this chapter)