Will the out-of-control servitor meet the cosmic cat?

A batch of missiles not previously planned?

This is tantamount to a shot in the arm for their already somewhat decadent hearts.

After all, judging from the data, the number of this batch of missiles is still quite large-more than 3000 signals, even if the specific model cannot be analyzed, but even if it is the oldest ship-borne missile, more than 3000 are absolutely It can be called strong.

Where did the command come from?

Also, an orbital altitude of 50 kilometers?

They couldn't help being a little puzzled.

For space objects, this altitude can already be said to be flying close to the surface of the planet-if it is replaced by the earth, it is only 50 kilometers, which is not even enough to go out of the stratosphere.

Even if the air of G2-139d-b is negligible, the missile will not have any speed attenuation even if it flies close to the ground, but in actual operation, very few space man-made objects appear at this altitude, especially missiles .

After all, unlike satellite platforms that stay in fixed orbits for many years, space missiles are offensive weapons that rely on speed to penetrate defenses. Therefore, their speeds are usually much higher than the local escape velocity.

This makes their orbits often present a parabola or even a hyperbola, rather than the elliptical orbits of conventional space objects. In this way, if the perigee is too low, most of their shooting range will be blocked by the planet, resulting in a no-escape zone significantly reduced.

Wait, half of it is blocked by the planet?

Reminiscent of the Iron Heart Fleet that was bombarding the surface above them, the chief officer realized something.

"Calls up the star map, highlighting the trajectory of friendly missiles."

"Yes, sir."

The operator tapped a few times quickly, marking the tracks of these uninvited guests in bright green.

"Now highlight the trajectory of the enemy's second fleet."

A few seconds later, the orbit of the enemy fleet suddenly brightened.

On the translucent star map background made of grids, two curves, one red and one green, extend continuously from two directions respectively, and finally meet at a place 2000 kilometers away from their base.

There is no need to do further calculations, the computer has already intelligently marked this intersection point with a unique symbol consisting of two red half arrows.

This stands for "intercept".

That is to say, in the calculation of the computer, when one's own missile arrives at this position, the enemy's fleet will be exactly at this position, no more, no less, impartial.

The relative distance is 0.

More importantly, because the enemy fleet is in a near-stellar orbit at this time, most of the voyage of this batch of missiles is under the cover of G2-139d-b-this one with a diameter of more than 3000 thousand Mi's planet has become the strongest shield for the missile group.

A shield that can never be penetrated.

And when the missiles are out of the planet's shadow, the distance between them and the fleet is only...

1800 kilometers.

The sky over their base at the dawn and dusk line happened to be the node where the missile group broke away from the planet's cover and launched the final charge.

When thousands of missiles loaded with nuclear warheads arrived when they were only discovered when they were close to 1800 kilometers, what kind of results could they bring?

They wait and see.

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Volume Two: The War Against Extinction: Chapter 130 I'm Still a Child!

"Humans severely damaged the Iron Heart Fleet?"

Affected by the speed of light delay, statistical efficiency, etc., by the time Hong and the Federation knew the news, it was already more than half an hour later.

"According to the battle report, 87 warships have completely lost their combat capabilities, and the remaining about 300 warships have suffered damage to varying degrees. The specific damage status and far-reaching impact on the battlefield are still being calculated, but according to the preliminary rehearsal of the human supercomputer, The reduction in combat effectiveness of its fleet should be between 35% and 40%."

"It's an unimaginable result."

Red commented like this.

According to the report, the fleet that was severely damaged by humans this time was the reinforcement fleet that was taken away by the jumping flagship, with a total number of 400, accounting for 44% of its total fleet.

Excluding those small fleets that have just departed from various planets and taking several months to arrive, and only considering the main battlefield, the total number of extinct omnic fleets is 910, so a simple calculation can be calculated , the total combat power of the Extinct Omnic will decrease between 15% and 17%.

This is not a small amount.

"How did they do it?" A federal officer asked in disbelief.

"Use celestial bodies as cover."

Red replied.

"They temporarily modified the combat plan, at the cost of a final penetration speed drop of 7.4km/s, delayed the missile group originally planned for coordinated operations by three hours, and changed the target from the iron-core fleet on the frontal battlefield to the side fleet of extermination units.”

"That is, the fleet that is in the low orbit of G2-139d-b."

"Also, they had a perfect timing - when the swarm came out of the wormhole, the fleet was right on the edge of the moon's dark side, which put the swarm on the horizon for the first 8 minutes of its voyage Below, there is almost no loss."

"At the same time, after crossing the satellite's morning and evening line and entering the range of the enemy fleet, the fleet's position is just at the edge of the missile's no-escape zone, so that after 45 seconds of emergency change of direction, the missile meets the enemy at a very extreme angle. Fleet rendezvous."

Accompanied by Hong's explanation, a large number of auxiliary lines continued to extend on the star map, helping them understand the "limit" of this missile attack.

"If the missiles appear too late, the enemy fleet will move beyond the sun, and lose the planet between the wormhole and the fleet. These missiles will be intercepted by the fleet from the very beginning. The result would be an ordinary missile attack pattern, which would not be able to produce such a huge result as it is now."

"And if the missile appears too early, when the missile crosses the morning and evening line, its fleet position will be too deep, making it impossible for the missile to change direction in the last 2000 kilometers—after all, 2000 kilometers is 62 It's just seconds."

This is easy to understand. The faster the speed, the more difficult it is to change direction. What's more, due to the high specific impulse engine of interstellar missiles, the thrust is urgent, and the ability to change direction is weaker than that of ordinary missiles.

Even if it is propelled in a high-thrust and low-specific impulse mode regardless of the cost, it is difficult to make a decent orbit change in a mere 60 seconds-after all, for an engine with a peak acceleration of less than 1G, it is more than 30 kilometers per hour. The speed of seconds is really too fast.

"Do you know how small this time difference is?"

Without waiting for the other people present to answer, Hong asked and answered by herself.

"The sum of positive and negative is only 3 and a half minutes."

"Among them, the positive time difference is 30 seconds, and the negative time difference is 3 minutes."

"That is to say, if the missile arrives earlier than 30 seconds, the attack will miss the fleet, and if it arrives more than 3 minutes late, the missile will be prematurely exposed to the enemy fleet's interception fire."

"Considering the huge number of variables in the whole process, I have to say that the human being who made this plan is really an extremely bold-genius."

"He is absolutely an unimaginable tactical genius."

For this person who can be said to have given a boost to the battlefield, Hong is not stingy with her appreciation.

"Indeed, we think so too."

"However, Your Excellency Hong, why are you so sure that it is a human being who made the plan, and not some artificial intelligence?"

In this regard, someone expressed his doubts.

After all, according to common sense, for this kind of work involving super-large-scale data calculations such as precise orbit planning, artificial intelligence must be inherently advantageous-this is not the strength of carbon-based intelligent life like them.

"Even if it is a weak artificial intelligence, its advantage in this kind of thing is much stronger than us, and human beings."

"No, quite the opposite."

Unexpectedly, Hong vetoed his idea.

"In fact, in this kind of thing, weak artificial intelligence is absolutely unable to compete with biological creatures-at least for them and our current level of artificial intelligence, absolutely not."

"why?"

"Because of weak artificial intelligence, it is a tool—it can only be a tool."

This sentence actually sounds a bit weird.

After all, she is a strong artificial intelligence, but she said openly that her compatriots, at least half of them, are only worthy of being tools, which sounds a bit "scab".

“Tools, on the other hand, must be ordered to work—they don’t have and cannot have the ability to ask and solve problems by themselves”

"That's a field that can only be touched by strong artificial intelligence."

"Of course, the specific data processing, feasibility calculation and other links are mostly handled by artificial intelligence and supercomputing, but the formulation of the plan will definitely... wait a minute."

Red stopped suddenly.

"interesting."

"what happened?"

"Look." She didn't choose to answer directly, but turned sideways, and projected a document written in human lingua franca on the large screen in the conference room, "This passage."

"Well... For the solutions proposed by these artificial intelligences, the most that think tanks can do is to verify them with other artificial intelligences, and then make a judgment based on experience and formulas. It is impossible to provide any effective reference...?"

If you look at this sentence alone, it is just a very common description of artificial intelligence. If you see it normally, almost no one will have any doubts about it.

However, thinking of what Hong said just now, this seemingly ordinary sentence is a bit so wrong.

"This..."

Someone looked at Hong beside the screen, but only saw Hong's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"It's interesting~"

She moved half a step sideways, folded her hands on her chest, and one of her index fingers tapped her white and tender arm rhythmically.

"No, it should be, it's really interesting~"

"It seems that there are still some surprises hidden in the territory of our allies."

"What do we need to do?"

A subordinate immediately asked.

"No." Hong shook her head, a smile formed on the corner of her mouth.

"Leave this matter on hold for the time being, and you can just pretend nothing happened."

"Let the bullet fly for a while."

"clear."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"That's about it for the human side. Let's move on to the next topic, the implementation of the military system reform..."

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"red?"

"Huh?" Hearing the voice, Hong turned his head and rubbed Xi'er's little head casually, "What's wrong?"

"Well..."

She was the one who called out to Hong to stop, and she had rehearsed it many times in her heart, but when faced with Hong's beautiful cheeks, she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"I..."

In fact, speaking of the matter itself, it is neither complicated nor difficult to describe in words, nor is it...so shameful that it is difficult to speak, and even this matter is a bit serious and serious.

The reason why she has struggled for so long is that...the motive is a bit impure.

The second is that she is a little worried that her words will affect Hong too much, so that Hong will make a bad decision.

After all, she knew that her status in Hong's heart was very high, so high that she felt a little scared-as long as she wanted, Hong could make almost any change.

But this is definitely not what Xi'er wants, she absolutely doesn't want Hong to go against her own heart, or even distort her temperament in order to accommodate her.

Xier hopes to see the truest Hong, just like Hong hopes that they can express the truest version of themselves.

But if you don't ask at all, her heart will be itchy like a kitten scratching.

With her hands intertwined, Xier, who somehow felt that her lips were a little dry, unconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue, and moistened her lips lightly.

"Ok?"

Red brow raised, as if he had already guessed the truth.

"actually, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Hong moved closer and suppressed all Xier's original words.

with lips.

"Well..."

Facing Hong's sudden attack, without any thought, Xi'er subconsciously put her arms around her neck and accepted her request for a kiss.

It feels slightly cold to the touch.

But she feels very happy.