There were 300 indigenous people participating in the counterattack, accounting for one-third of the total number of survivors, and 51 offline machines, accounting for half of the total body. Although the number of enemies is smaller, it has a qualitative advantage. If there is not enough powerful weapons, it is difficult to deal with only the life of the body. I heard that some people took away the accumulation of technology in the gathering place at the last minute, but now the new strongholds are in vain, and a lot of equipment needs to be remanufactured. Even if the technical theory is not lost, I want to reproduce the glory of the tree belt It also requires the efforts of several generations. Nowadays, the indigenous people are scarce and should have been immersed in development. However, after building a preliminary base environment where their compatriots can survive, all the indigenous people transferred all their energy to war preparations. Looking at the people who are running around the base station of the offline machine day and night, I have to admit that they are really fighting.

Through the working mechanism of shift shifts, as long as the aborigines who can work can be sent to battle even at a young age. They transport materials like ants, disassemble, assemble and transform equipment, study drawings and theories. They have lost the elite with the most technical skills and the deepest theories. But those who can survive are those with general alertness. Under pressure, in the shortest possible time, I can hardly move things that I couldn't understand in the past, and he did not hesitate to use the resources at hand to carry out the actual operation. In a short time, I completed the transformation and utilization of part of the loop system of the construction machine. Temporary manufacturing, huge and simple sending end, can allow two captured construction machines to carry out construction tasks according to their ideas. Although it is not perfect, all the tools available for construction machines are already available. Can be used freely.

It is also because of the existence of construction machinery. Both the construction of strongholds and preparations for war have entered an accelerated track. When I opened my eyes from the bed for the second time, the offline base station outside the window had changed a lot. The offline machine hovering in the abyss was reduced from 51 to 30, of which 21 were reduced. Open to cooperate with other components. The splicing was transformed into a huge cylindrical structure. It looks like a cigar and a barrel without a base. Its volume is naturally much larger than that of an offline machine. Although it cannot be compared with the eyeball fortress in the gathering place, it is indeed placed in the new stronghold at this time. It is one of the best behemoths. It is not a completely enclosed armor, but more like a hollow shell, which can peep into the mechanical internal organs. The thick light blue energy light is like a gyrating chain. Among them, the surging shuttle seems to be in an excited state at any time, and there is a feeling of being difficult to suppress.

I held Zhenjiang, and she still didn't wake up. I looked down from the room window and the Aboriginal soldiers were lining up to a row of circular platforms. They were unarmed and did not wear protective clothing, but. When they stood on the platform, four mechanical arms immediately embedded fully enclosed armor on their bodies. Then from the legs, the gap is welded all the way up. This armor is naturally a structural material, which can be felt only from the appearance of color, texture and structural body. It is stronger than the previous protective clothing and more full of war colors. . At last. The oddly shaped helmet dropped, covering the head of the aboriginal warrior tightly, and another round of welding light gliding around the gap of the neck and neck interface. The helmet's mouth and nose pull out the hose to the sides, while the eye area only has a round speculum. In debugging, it moves up, down, left, and right.

After the body was closed by the armor, the mechanical arm began to carry various weapons and tools on the reserved module of the armor. The standard weapon is an imitation of a knife-shaped critical weapon, a firearm on the waist, a spear gun and a double behind Pop-up sharp edge of the arm. After the equipment was completed, the Aboriginal soldiers took a heavy step down the platform, movable joints, and personalized fine-tuning of the weapon, adapting to various acceleration-driven power boots, backpack-type jets, and towing lines. They climbed up and down in a complex like abyss and cliff, and agility was like a monkey returning to the mountain forest.

This is obviously new equipment, and I haven't seen this style when I was in the gathering place. Most Aboriginal warrior mobile armor adopts red and black colors, a few should be higher-ranking warriors, there are obvious differences in armor style, and the color matching is also more personalized, even sprayed similar to the coat of arms picture of.

The aborigines are ready to fight back. Although I am not clear about their plans, it does not prevent me from joining them. The power of critical weapons is always needed. When Zhenjiang and I completed the assembly, the one who provided me with "disinfection" services, and when the life of the body invaded the gathering place, asked the native girl who I shot with "Ping" to come to the door. She came to inform me about the assembly. It was also by accident that I met her again at the new stronghold of the Aboriginal people. The original matter did not seem to be kept in the gathering place. Or, the archive has already disappeared with the gathering place. No one knows here. She and "Ping" came to see me about things together. The birth of the new stronghold was the beginning of a new life for many aborigines, and it was the same for this aboriginal girl. She did not forget what was happening at the time, but she did not just forget it. She sees "Ping" 's death more than I do, because she and "Ping" do not have more than a sibling relationship.

At that time, she came to me with "Ping", only met halfway through, so she went with her. Not everyone in the gathering place knew everyone else. Before that encounter, the relationship between the two approached infinitely closer to strangers. Moreover, in her mind, it seemed that she had been psychologically prepared for the death of "Ping". Under the circumstances at that time, anyone could die. This is her original words.

She didn't blame me for the "Ping" thing, which made me a little relieved. Although there are various reasons to explain the situation at that time to resolve the regrets and guilt in her heart, she still couldn't let herself die of "Ping". There is really no psychological burden. Zhenjiang killing "ping" is equivalent to killing "ping". Such an equal sign may not be completely in line with reality, but in my mind, even if the equal sign is vague, it still exists. I have successively met with "Canada" and this indigenous girl. Their attitude has completely liberated me. This is an indisputable fact.

"Will you stay?" Walking behind the aboriginal girl, I asked her her future plans before she realized she was staying in the new stronghold. The part of the aborigines who are working hard for a new life. When she was in the gathering place, she did not assume the responsibility of fighting directly, but was just a logistics person. However, I feel relieved that she can stay and not participate in the upcoming severe battle. Although we don't know each other. However, in terms of the number of meetings and exchanges, she and Jia are both my "acquaintances" in the gathering place. I am emotionally biased towards the two, and I do not want the two to be in danger. For me, this emotion is taken for granted, without hesitation and without deep thought.

However, "Plus" and her offline machine. It is the main force involved in this battle, and this is also something that cannot be done. It is precisely because "Plus" is destined to go to the battlefield, so when knowing that the aboriginal girl will stay in the new stronghold, how much emotion will be added to her. After this battle, we probably won't meet again, and the enemies that the new stronghold needs to face. Probably only the safety network is left, but. It will take a long time for the safety network to cover the entire Victoria heavy industrialization zone. This time is enough for the new base to grow up to face the invasion of the security network. During this growing time, the life of the new base should be safe and calm. Aboriginal migration to this location is not an arbitrary choice. Although everyone has deviated from the already explored waste capital map, how to determine the safety and secrecy of the new stronghold in order to obtain the time of the comeback, the indigenous people who have lived here for a long time naturally have their own methods.

These things are not something my outsider can know, and I just need to be sure. It is enough that your "acquaintance" can live a safe life. I ca n’t do more for them. Even, I took a lot from them, it can be described as selfish and selfish, so even if it ’s only this mood, I can really cooperate once under the guidance of circumstances, and I also I think I can make up for something.

It is precisely because of this feeling that no matter how much the indigenous people can play in this battle, it really does not matter. How they attack, how to retreat, how far they plan to fight, whether there is a part of the action plan that hides me, and even whether or not to use me as an abandoned child is also unimportant. Because, even if I am the only one, I will face the doomsday truth and the body life.

I have never had a plan to explore the aborigines because, in my plan, it is enough to know where the base of doomsday truth is located. If there is extra information, it is an extra surprise. If the Indigenous People set up a new stronghold and decided to lurking down to develop, I would not say much.

But now, their determination to fight back is much stronger than I expected. It's like trying to vent everyone's fear and anger in this battle, at the expense of their own lives. The people who stayed have a clean hope. I have smelled the death. The soldiers of the aborigines carried out this counterattack plan with a sense of death from the beginning. Compared with them, people who stay in a new stronghold and start a new life, although they are also in a heavy mood, are more energetic in life.

"I don't think they can come back alive." On the way, the aboriginal girl said as she watched the assembled soldiers, but her voice was very calm. "Actually, I think they don't need to fight. Although we have The determination to fight, but do you really need such a fight? "

"... I can't answer." She seemed to want me to say something, but I really couldn't judge, "Whether they fight or not is actually a decision for all of you, isn't it? Not their own, nor Your own. Maybe you have a different opinion, but the opinion does not mean a decision. When you ask me, you have a hesitant tone. Do you want me to agree that this is an unnecessary battle? Sorry, from my perspective, I want them to fight. "

"It's a cunning statement, outsider." The aboriginal girl stared at me calmly, many times. Such eyes and tone make me think that she is actually a reformer? As far as the protozoa is concerned, her emotions are too stable.

We had no more conversations, and from beginning to end, I did not ask her name. Aboriginal girl, this is my last and only name for her, and on her side, I am also an "outlander". My name, for her. It is not necessary. She looked at Zhenjiang several times and seemed to be more interested in her, but she didn't mention anything about her in the end. In silence, she took me to an offline machine docked at platform six.

In the tree tube belt, the docking areas of these offline machines are placed in large pipelines. In the new strongholds, all of them are restricted to the extent of the transformation of the geographical environment, and all are temporary stations exposed. What I am about to board is the offline machine of "Plus". For me, having such an "acquaintance" is naturally the best result. "Plus" was the same as when she first saw her. The body and the offline machine were combined, and a part was protruded from the door. A few words with the aboriginal girl. After the Aboriginal girl left, he turned to me and said, "Come up."

After I boarded the plane, I saw that there were already eight Aboriginal warriors in the cabin, because the whole body was covered under the mobile armor, so they could not be distinguished from each other by the face, and their armor did not distinguish each other from the logo, just like The amount of products coming down the same assembly line. However, of course. You will feel that they have their own number in the communication system. However, although I can also be considered a powerful fighting force. And they are also on the same side, but they have been dissociated from the plan of the aborigines. They are regarded as "free men". It seems that the aborigines do not intend to include my combat power in their system. Number and position. It is also understandable.

I was just "walking together" with them, not "fighting side by side." In a way, they even guarded me, and the smell was quite obvious. Even if there is a terminal translator. They also don't plan to talk to me to do things that increase "friendship." As soon as I entered the cabin, I was reminded by "Plus" that my position was actually behind the co-pilot's seat, the first row on the left side against the wall.

"If you want to act on your own, let me know and I will open the door for you ... you won't fall if you jump down?" The added electronic sound is really impersonal.

"I will find a good opportunity." I said.

"Pay attention, don't wait for our people to leave, but still rely on me." Jia replied, "body" or something, but it's really not careful enough. Although she has been transformed and completely lost her sex, but For me, her human appearance and gender characteristics are quite obvious. Of course, this kind of thing is a small difference in private.

I fastened the seat belt for Zhen Jiang and sat down in the position honestly. From this position, you can see the countdown in the cockpit screen. The digital form is of course not Arabic numerals. Even if you do n’t use a translator and do n’t pass the notice, you ca n’t see it at all. The constantly changing symbols are actually numbers. Strictly speaking, these symbols not only serve the function of “numbers”, these aboriginal languages ​​have evolved from the lingua franca of the ruling bureau, and because of various historical factors, whether in grammar, vocabulary or font, There is a big difference from the original lingua franca. Simply put, these changes were mostly brought about by a wave of thought during the development stage of the gathering place. At that time, the indigenous people planned to completely separate themselves from the ruling bureau.

Along with the countdown, another Aboriginal warrior entered the cabin. He was the co-pilot of the off-line machine, and he was also a person with personalized armor and commanding the remaining eight warriors. Although it is in the co-pilot position, it is only a division of labor. In terms of action command level, he is equal to "plus". Maybe I can call it "captain". Of course, this "captain", like other team members, treated me like an air, and remained indifferent, sitting in his position as soon as he came in, fixing himself firmly in position. In most cases, the existence of the "Plus" human captain transformation does not allow the first officer to have the right to control the offline machine in a true sense.

"Plus" has returned to his position, the whole body is embedded in the driving position, the chest is pulled apart, and the various internal pipelines are connected to the instrument panel like tentacles. She spoke unintelligible high-speed language, and stopped the lights in the cabin one by one, leaving only a dark red fluorescent light. Immediately afterwards, all the instrument panel displays began to refresh, and the closure of the outer armor of the cabin came obvious. shock. After a while, the increasing pressure made everyone understand that the offline machine was already.

At this time, the bulkhead in the front of the cab became transparent, just like a whole piece of glass, so that I could clearly see part of the scene in front and on both sides. Like us, there were constantly offline machines detaching from the platform, facing the 21st The "cylinder" formed by the disassembly of the offline machine gathers, and when it reaches a fixed position, the pipeline on the side wall of the "cylinder" pops up and connects with each offline machine. "Plus" in this process, constantly adjust with high-speed language.

Until she was quiet, a voice came from the cabin: "All the captains noticed, the circuit connection was confirmed, the energy supply system was normal, the center was in the formation, and the countdown was ten seconds."

Ten seconds later, a greater shock came, and the fleet of connected offline aircraft climbed with a uniform acceleration. The outline of the new stronghold was gradually engulfed in gray fog during this slow departure. No one sighed for this departure, the entire fleet was immersed in a tight silence, as if some kind of stronger emotion was brewing. Until the new stronghold could no longer be seen with the naked eye, the offline fleet began to accelerate for the second time. This time, before completely leaving this abyss, the "cylinder" suddenly emitted a dazzling beam of light, and the space in front was like being shattered. The same, and then maintained by this beam in this gap.

"All attention, start the first hyper-thread jump." With the indifferent notification sound, the offline cluster drove into the space gap. Looking from the visible window in front, the scene behind the space is erratic and weird. Although it does not cause any discomfort due to "seeing", it feels completely isolated. Because there is no concept of time and space in this place, you can "see", it does not mean that consciousness is still working. You can recall this scene afterwards, but you cannot judge what kind of state you were in at the time.

When I can confirm my existence through thinking, the offline cluster has been out of the so-called "hyper-thread jump state", and the abyss and the vague sight are no longer in front of me, but the ruined capital area of ​​Zhenger. The gray fog spread all around, and the silence spread in the hazy boundlessness, as if the whole world, only the presence of the fleet. We are no longer able to judge the relative position of the new location because we are no longer in the map. The offline fleet apparently completely "abandoned" the coordinates of the new stronghold. According to my thinking, there may be no "home" route in the fleet.

Afterwards ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ My terminal started to update the map coordinates. A clearly marked coordinate appeared in the upper right corner of the map.

Here is the place where the fleet will eventually arrive. The aboriginal Aboriginal aborigines really confirmed their position through their own methods.

"All captains have noticed that the camouflage system has been turned on and entered the silent cruise state." In a silence, the broadcast slowly broadcast the situation of the fleet. The speed of the offline fleet fell to a certain level, and it became stable. I in the cabin could not judge what kind of phenomenon the fleet was sailing at this time, but the commander ’s intention was very clear. They planned to come A raid on the last doomsday truth and body life hit them by surprise, this time it was their turn.

The fleet was moving forward slowly, not because it was a decisive war. Everyone, like a pack of wolves at night, quietly approached the prey under the shadow of the shadows. On the map, the coordinates of the fleet and the coordinates of the Apocalyptic base are constantly approaching, although, from the outside scenery, no difference can be seen at all. This waste capital area is no different from other areas. It is dead, without traces of life infested, as if it were a deserted uninhabited zone. The shamans of the Doomsday Religion, as well as their body life, seem to have completely abandoned the monitoring of the security around the base. (To be continued ...) ()