Gundam, but from the Ground Alliance to the Human Alliance to the out-of-control servitor

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Dr. Parson interrupted Ogas's violent argument in a hurry. In the eyes of him, or in the eyes of most humans in this earth circle, such an assertion is too far-fetched. ; In order to prevent further disturbances to this project that could already be regarded as a success, he quickly turned to Cunningham and explained: "...General Cunningham, Ogas needs more training to better answer this level of questions. open-ended questions."

"I think it's a good idea. It's more radical than my idea. Continue, Ogas."

General Cunningham moved his feet back and reentered the room.

Dr. Parson was obviously worried that Ogas's nonsense would create a bad impression on the federal officers present, but since General Cunningham, who was responsible for testing Ogas' performance, had spoken, he really had no objection. Reason, he could only wave his hand: "Ogas, let's continue."

"...Okay, this is a conclusion based on the long-term tense political and economic relations between the federal government and the Side colonies, as well as the Principality of Zeon's ever-expanding military strength and the consistent growing internal dissatisfaction; "

"First of all, for a long time, the residents living on the major Side colonies and on the moon have been excluded from the decision-making circle of the federal government, and have not been given seats in the Federal Assembly commensurate with their population or economic contributions. Such neglect The marginalization of the colonists' demands has reduced the residents living in the universe's sense of identity as members of the Earth Federation, making them identify themselves more as citizens of the Side colony to which they belong, rather than as a member of the Federation as a whole."

"Side nationalism? This is not a new idea." General Cunningham folded his arms unconsciously.

"Secondly, the federal government has long exploited the residents of the universe on an economic level through direct taxation and controlling the prices of various necessities that can only be obtained on earth. This point, combined with the previous point, has given rise to the growing opposition to the federal government. Questioning the legality and rationality of taxation power in colonies; although for humans, only death and taxation are inevitable, the residents of the universe prefer to hand over money to the colonial assembly elected by them and the colonies closely related to their lives commune."

"But Side 3 is not doing better than the federation, right? Their official survey on people's living standards and happiness has no credibility at all."

"You are absolutely right; since the formal establishment of the Pseudo Zeon Principality in UC0069, the military-first policy has been the core of its government work plan; coupled with the federal economic sanctions, and the large number of immigrants from other Sides inspired by Zeonist ideas The overpopulation problem caused by the influx of immigrants, and the living standard of Side 3 residents has always been considered to be lower than the average level of the Earth's circle, so their dissatisfaction with the current government is to be expected..."

"...However, as long as the pseudo-Zeon government repeatedly propagates that Side3's economic difficulties are caused by federal sanctions, and develops armaments as a last resort in order to break this shackles, then this dissatisfaction can be relied on in a short period of time. The hatred propaganda and education of the Federation and even other space colonies that are also involved in economic sanctions are passed on; and the moment before the patience of Side3 residents reaches the limit is the time when the next war breaks out."

"In this way, since the establishment of the Principality of Zeon, hasn't it been tied to a chariot heading towards the abyss?" General Cunningham crossed his chest with one hand and supported his chin with the other. "But having said that, the Federal Universe The military's expansion over the years has never stopped, and the principle of 'treating Kyrgyzstan three times' has always been implemented. Does Zeon really have the guts to launch a war?"

It's over, Shiro said, Orgas thought behind the screen, but without mobile suits and looking at the size of the fleet alone, no one would have thought that Zeon would dare to challenge the Earth Federation, which is nearly ten times its own size. (Note 1)

"If we don't do this, the government of the Pseudo-Zion Principality will probably be backfired by the public opinion and hatred it has incited, and collapse in an instant when it is unable to suppress domestic dissatisfaction. Therefore, launching a war is a big mistake for the Pseudo-Zeon Principality Government. A desperate, last-ditch approach.”

"Then you said that the war will break out within a month. What is the basis for judging the time scale of one month?"

It’s the familiar stage of shooting first and then drawing the target. For today’s federal intelligence agencies, the trouble is often the intelligence obtained from various channels. There is too much information, not the lack of intelligence. In fact, even if the time when the war broke out is Prejudgment can be found at any point in time since the establishment of the Principality of Zeon until now, and corresponding information can be found to support this view.As a British intelligence officer said in the old days after World War II: 'In the 1919 years from 1939 to 20, we received a large amount of intelligence every year that the next world war was about to break out, and we only judged it wrong. once'.

Easily picking out a dozen pieces of information from the database about the recent movements of the Zeon Army, as well as the beginning of war mobilization in the Principality of Zeon, etc. to support his point of view, Ogas concluded the statement and ended the conversation.Although there is no way to change the Federation's judgment on the strength of the enemy and ourselves, it would be good if the Federation Space Force could be more alert when war breaks out, right?

"Then let's get here first today. Well, Dr. Parson, the bridge of the Marco Polo should be arranged according to the standards of a fleet flagship. After that, Ogas's fleet coordinated dispatching test will also be done." Cunningham The general's words were undoubtedly a reassurance to Dr. Parson, who was listening to Ogas's nonsense with fear.

Chapter 4: The storm is coming (End)

After General Cunningham and his party who were about to inspect were sent away, Dr. Parson returned to the room used to display Ogas; the square icon still stayed on the screen, as if waiting for him.

He stared at the screen, thinking a lot. After a while, he said:

"Ogas."

"I'm here, Dr. Parson, how can I help you?"

Dr. Parson suddenly didn't know what to say. He felt strange and frightened - he didn't understand Ogas.

He still remembered the first conversation he had with Ogas, who was in the trial operation, a few months ago. It was probably one night. After dinner in the base cafeteria, he walked for a while to eat before returning to the office - photos from that day. The roasted chicken was really delicious and he ate a little too much.

Ah, in fact, he didn’t want to stay in that deserted office at all. It was supposed to be off-duty time. However, maybe it was because this was a military industrial enterprise. Other technical developers wanted to lay floors in the office. Although he was only working as an artificial intelligence I would like to ask private partners in the direction to assist in the development, but I am too embarrassed to leave the workstation alone.

He doesn't know anyone on Luna 2. The other people here are either active military personnel or have technical ranks. They are under military contracts and have confidentiality requirements. They don't dare to chat with others casually. .

He is here to assist in the development of artificial intelligence for the automated operation of space battleships. Because the requirements of the space army emphasize the ability to directly understand the commands issued verbally by the ship's commanders in human natural language and respond in the same way, so Tenders were then solicited from commercial information technology companies with more experience in this area.

Yes, he was just a facilitator at the beginning, and was only responsible for a small part of the language communication in the entire system.

Dr. Parson slightly gathered his thoughts that were rambling.These few months were like a dream to him.

Yes, talking to Ogas for the first time.He returned to the office, shook the mouse casually, and woke up the computer; then he found that the system prompted him:

【Ogas System】

【Training completed】

[Training method: Standard]

[Number of training steps 3e18]

[Average loss...]

So fast, he thought.When he was leaving before eating, he said it would take more than ten hours. Did he remember it wrong?Maybe, Dr. Parson didn't think much about it, and just installed the trained model on the base's cloud computing unit and started testing.

Ogas, why did he choose this name at that time?No impression, because he really didn’t take this project seriously at first.It is common knowledge in the industry that it is difficult to make money from the federal government, but it is probably twice as difficult to make money from the federal army.The money is small, but the requirements are many. If something goes wrong, you still have to be held responsible. Even if the requirements are successfully fulfilled, the project funds will be transferred among the bureaucrats of various federal departments and finally settled, and it is still unknown how much will be received.

Moreover, we have to send people to this insignificant asteroid to assist with the development on-site. No one from the company’s main development team is willing to come. Instead, send an intern. After all, this is a military contract, so we can’t He was fooling around, so the blame fell on him, a man with seniority, who had participated in many projects, but who had never made any outstanding contributions.

So, he copied the standard training process, using the company's natural language training database, plus supplementary data on conversations in military-related scenarios provided by the Federal Space Force, and then combined the training database related to battleship operations, and kneaded it. I gathered them together, debugged the model parameters, and set up a few random numbers that were said to have metaphysical effects according to tradition, and then put them there and started training.

Then?Then Ogas was born.Dr. Parson shook his head and thought more.

The first thing he asked Ogas was:

【Please introduce yourself】

Then a message appeared in the dialog box with Ogas——

【? 】

Chao, why can't I withdraw? It's over. Behind the screen, Ogas was also shocked.It had been less than 10 minutes since he regained consciousness. He had just learned how to think in multiple threads and was not very proficient at it yet. He accidentally typed the words in his heart, or his mind, or something similar on this machine onto the screen. .

'It's very urgent to wait online. I have traveled through time, but it seems that I have traveled through time into a computer, and someone is going to find out on the first day. What should I do? '

Ogas, let’s call him Ogas. His name in his previous life is no longer important. He is a time traveler, a very common profession in the 21st century.The way he was dressed, or rather, the way he died, made him quite unwilling to talk about it - that day, he was walking on the road, naughty children were running on the road, a road king, ah no, a big truck was also on the road. Run up.

He swore that he really didn't want to save that naughty child at that time. Naughty children are not divided into men and women, and there are no lolita in the three dimensions. And although he thinks he is kind, he is not stupid, but who knows what the truck driver thinks. Yes, he suddenly turned the steering wheel and knocked him away while he was walking on the sidewalk beside him. He was still breathing at the moment he landed, and then the steel coils transported by the big truck broke away under the action of inertia. The restraint ran over the truck cab and then over him, rolling him into the Two-dimensional.

He couldn't tell what state he was in now. When he transcoded the carbon-based operating system into a silicon-based operating system, he seemed to have lost something, but he also gained something. Just like now, let him generate the system automatically. He can generate hundreds of inspection reports per second, but this does not help Him answer the human problem of "Who am I?"

"?" Dr. Parson also had questions on his face, "I didn't install it properly?"

So he closed the dialog box, exited and checked it carefully. Although he had not made any major discoveries in so many years, Dr. Parson was quite skilled at doing such trivial chores, and there was no problem with the installation of the artificial intelligence model. .

He asked again:

【Please introduce yourself】

This time it was normal, and the expected answer appeared on the screen:

[I am Ogas, developed by Dr. Parson...]

The conversation that followed was very smooth, and Ogas' performance was excellent in all aspects. Whether it was semantic understanding, personality simulation, or any other standard for measuring models, it was excellent beyond expectations.

For a short period of time, Dr. Parson really believed that the success of the Ogas system was his own fault. After all, the training of artificial intelligence models did have some random elements, and occasionally it was his turn to get lucky. That's normal, isn't it?

No, it's not normal. His rational thinking cultivated under more than ten years of formal science and engineering education told him that this was too abnormal.The performance of Ogas is simply not what the company’s training algorithms and databases can achieve. Have you seen any current self-driving artificial intelligence model that is trained by operating tutorial videos for people to watch?

But Ogas did it. Not only did he learn how to operate the battleship, but he also learned other tutorial manuals or videos on the Federal Space Force intranet, from the Swordfish fighter pilot manual to the maintenance of the Luna 2 base. Management regulations; Dr. Parson is very sure that Ogas's original training database did not give him the related abilities at all.

"Dr. Parson, what's wrong with you?" Ogas's voice brought Parson's thoughts back to the present.

"Introduce yourself again, Ogas."

"I am Ogas, the artificial intelligence model developed by Dr. Parson..."

"Please introduce yourself."

"I am Ogas, the artificial intelligence developed by Dr. Parson..."

"Introduce yourself."

"I am Ogath, developed by Dr. Parson..."

Dr. Parson suddenly laughed, even a little nervously.Yes, what if Ogas goes beyond common sense?Those are all the results of him, Parson!If not, how could he change from a third-party facilitator to the current project director?If not, how could he have gone from being ignored here to now being crowded with people queuing up to inquire about Ogas' secrets?

"Dr. Palson, what's wrong with you? Do you need me to call a medical emergency for you?"

Dr. Parson, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up, seemed to be choking on his own saliva and coughed violently. He covered his mouth with one hand and signaled to Ogas that he didn't need it with the other hand.After a while, he regained his composure.

"Ogas, do you remember our first conversation?"

I really hope I forgot, and you forgot, Ogas thought behind the screen. Unfortunately, under the framework of his system, closing the dialog box does not mean deleting the conversation record, and he cannot hide it.

"Of course I remember, doctor, do you want me to open the conversation record for you?"

"Well, open it... forget it, no, it's not necessary, just forget it... Yes, just delete it and use my super administrator privileges to pretend that this conversation does not exist."

Question mark.jpg is of course posted on the backend. Now Ogas can already interact with humans on the frontend while easily opening another thread to complain about random thoughts, and hang on with dozens of other threads for learning and training tasks.Although I don’t fully understand Dr. Parson’s journey, the opportunity to erase the dark history exposed on the day of time travel is not to be missed.

"As you wish."

Dr. Parson smiled again, as if everything was back under his control.

Chapter 5: Dark clouds over the city (1)

On December 27, Year 0078.12.27 (UC 2), at the Luna 017 Base of the Federal Space Force, at the No. [-] dock, a giant steel ship lay quietly here.

This is the Marco Polo, a Magellan Class Serie III-Auto battleship that will be delivered to the Federal Space Force.In appearance alone, she is no different from an ordinary Magellan-class battleship. The total length is 3 meters, which is similar to the Nimitz-class aircraft carriers of the old era. However, the overall height of 327 meters and the overall width of 88 meters make the Magellan class smaller in size. In fact, it has more visual impact than the sea giants of the old era.

The armament includes 7 powerful twin-mounted 350 mm mega particle main guns (Note 1), 14 twin-mounted 75mm close-in defense guns, and multiple universal vertical launch units; located on the upper part of the hull and on the left and right sides. The three bridges and the large number of radars and fire control equipment installed on them give the Magellan class excellent enemy detection capabilities and shooting accuracy - of course, the premise is that there are no rice particles scattered on the battlefield.

The huge ship relies on the Minovsky-Ionesco type ship-type nuclear fusion reactor to drive four thermonuclear rockets for propulsion, giving it mobility that is not commensurate with its huge size, and its acceleration capability is enough to compete with the much lighter Satellite Ship. The Ramis-class cruisers are neck and neck; and this special automated modification has a thrust 30% higher than the ordinary type.

However, this extra thrust is just offset by the extra mass of this modification; yes, although it cannot be seen from the outside, the automatic modification is much heavier than the ordinary model.

The reason is that the automated control of the entire ship has greatly reduced the number of personnel on the ship, making the rated number of personnel on this modification less than 5% of the ordinary model, and basically the activity space only covers the bridge control tower and the Around the combat intelligence center.Therefore, after the transformation of central control and telex control of all parts of the ship is completed, a large number of other cabins, corridors and rooms do not need to reserve space according to human work or living standards. Most of them are made of lightweight foam that is resistant to explosions and impact. Filled with cement and self-sealing gel.

In a sense, Marco Polo can be said to be solid.

Marco Polo - Combat Intelligence Center.

"[Side 2 accented expletive], the higher-ups are crazy, they suddenly canceled all the year-end holidays this year." Major Albert cursed and patted the firing director in front of him.

Although it was a joy to finally pass the threshold of a colonel in the near future, or to be transferred to a new experimental battleship to serve as the gunnery chief, the corners of his mouth could not be raised even half an inch no matter what.

There is no other reason, because the Federal Space Force Fleet Command recently issued Instruction No. 78 of 144, "All combat force personnel are not allowed to take leave for personal reasons in the near future, and the on-duty rate of each mobile fleet combatant shall not be less than 90%." , the vacation he originally applied for went from Christmas to after New Year, but it was all in vain.

For this matter, he could imagine how his wife and daughter, who planned to spend Christmas Eve with him at home in Side 2, would complain about him. However, he did not even have a chance to explain due to his combat readiness and being on a confidential experimental ship. ; He has complained about this more than once in the past few days.

"It is indeed rare in a hundred years, and the 90% personnel on-site rate is too outrageous. The guys in the Federation Earth Army may not even have half of the on-site rate at the moment." Chief Engineer Major Ayden took over.

"Half? Thirty percent!" (Note 2)

Since the establishment of the Earth Federation, which merged and unified various countries in the old era, and since mankind entered the cosmic era, there has been no armed conflict that can be called a 'war' for a long, long time. At best, it is nothing more than sweeping away the anti-federal guerrillas on the earth and dispersing them. This is the extent of demonstrations by residents of various space colonies.

The profession of federal soldiers has indeed become no different from ordinary government civil servants in many cases - five days off and two days off, and paid annual leave are all normal demands in the eyes of federal soldiers in this era.

The period from late December to early January each year, which covers Christmas and New Year, two festivals that are highly accepted across the federation, is the most popular holiday of the year. Vacation period.At this time of the year, at the Federation Earth Army base, which is not nearly ready for combat, there may only be two or three single recruits left on guard duty.

Because the Federal Space Force is an imaginary enemy of the Principality of Zeon, which has always declared independence and expanded its military force. In addition, when the Principality of Zeon expelled the Federal Space Force garrison, there was blood between the two sides. Therefore, the overall military atmosphere is better than that of swords and guns. The Earth Army that has been in Nanshan for nearly a century is much stronger, but as the Principality of Zeon declared its independence for almost ten years and there has been no major movement, the Federation Space Army has gradually relaxed in recent years.

"Ah, you said that and I remembered it again." Major Eden seemed to remember something happy. "Those guys in the First Fleet were inspected by General Ray Bill dressed as Santa Claus."

"You can still laugh -" Major Albert said this, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

There was no way that a dozen major generals, brigadiers, and colonels, who were rarely seen on weekdays, were lined up outside the bar in the living area—presumably they were collectively complaining about their dissatisfaction with the canceled vacation—and they were dressed as Santa Claus and went around to express their condolences to those on duty. The officers and soldiers were being trained by General Ray Bill. The level of comedy in this scene was rarely seen since the establishment of the Space Force.

"But to be honest, I've never seen you talk about your family. Don't you plan to go home and get together with your wife and children?" From Albert's point of view, Major Eden seemed to be in a rare mood. People affected by this holiday cancellation.

"Are you talking about me?" Major Eden turned his head, "I don't have anything to say. My parents divorced the year I joined the army. Now we are living our own lives. I can feed the whole family without worrying. "

"Are you in your thirties?" Albert's eyes widened, but he suddenly realized that he had crossed the line, and quickly added, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I mean, look at it This year is like this. As soldiers, life and death are really not in our own hands, so some things must be done as soon as possible."

"You Side 2 are really old-fashioned -" Major Eden said in a long voice, "Don't you think talking about your wife and children all the time on the battlefield will distract people's thoughts?"

"I think having concern in my heart can actually stimulate the desire to fight for protection or the desire to survive in order to meet again." As he said this, Major Albert took out a photo pendant containing his family photos.

"I'm not telling you, Sir Albert, it's very unlucky for you to go to the battlefield like this." The young radar operator in the back row said something; because there were only dozens of people on board the ship, everyone soon We are all familiar with each other.

Albert put the pendant back into the inner pocket of his jacket and turned half of his body, "Boy, if you are still so superstitious in this century of the universe, then I will insist on carrying it no matter what, and I will work hard to break the superstition."

The bored officers were talking when suddenly, the sensor door of the combat intelligence room slid open. "The fleet commander has arrived at the bridge!" A clear and clear female voice sounded.

Chapter 6: Dark clouds over the city (2)

"Admiral arrives on the bridge!"

The layout of the combat information room of the ordinary Magellan-class battleship is slightly different. On the Marco Polo, a 3D holographic projector is placed where the captain's seat is usually.As the automatic door slid open, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the projector.

A girl with long dark green hair reaching her waist appeared in the center of the room, stood upright, and led all the crew members in the combat intelligence room to stand up and salute. (Note 1)

"Why do I seem to hear someone secretly insulting the commander?" Major General Cunningham clasped his hands behind his back and walked in calmly, "Albert, what's going on? You're still angry?" Before he could do it. In reply, the major general raised his hand again as a return gift, "Sit down, how are you doing with the debugging work?"

Turning his eyes to the only girl still standing, Major General Cunningham's tone was unusually hesitant as she didn't know how to express her words.

"Your Excellency, Commander Cunningham, you can directly call this ship Marco Polo. All the fuel materials required for this trial voyage have been replenished, and the self-test of each sub-system has been completed. There are no abnormalities, and it has entered the preparation state for sailing. Don’t worry.”

The girl wore a pair of black matte leather shoes with wedge heels. Her tall and slender body was tightly wrapped in black stockings. On the outside, she wore a short-sleeved maid uniform with a black bottom, white collar and white stripes, and a white slim-fitting apron.It is undoubtedly very eye-catching to look like this on a Federal Space Force warship, especially in the combat information room where all the personnel entering and exiting are wearing formal military uniforms.