Chapter 707 Attack and Defense

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   "So, this is true?"

  Guilliman stared at the senior technician in front of him, who nodded awkwardly.

   "Yes, sir, I followed your instructions to monitor the Word Bearers network, and the result is... regrettable."

   "They're uploading some kind of code to the Koss network...can you figure out what that code is for?"

   "I'm afraid there is no way in a short time, and... those codes..."

  The senior technician hesitated for a moment.

"The characteristics of those codes are very strange. We have controlled their range as much as possible, but they seem to be able to pass through our defenses. The Mechanic God is a little worried about this. But so far, these have not had any impact , maybe it's just some Word Bearers-specific programming code? But I wish they'd let us know beforehand."

   Hearing the senior technician's report, Guilliman fell silent. Although he didn't fully believe Duanmuhuai's warning, Guilliman always took precautions before it happened. Therefore, he monitored the Word Bearers' access to the Koth network on the grounds of "focusing on the Word Bearers' communication lines to avoid failures during this large-scale military exercise."

   This is actually quite normal. After all, such a large-scale military transfer will inevitably bring about unpredictable data traffic. Under such circumstances, it is not surprising to coordinate and pay attention to the communication lines of the two militaries to avoid problems. So the senior technician did as Guilliman ordered.

   But now, the news he brought cannot reassure Guilliman. After all, Duanmu Huai once warned him that the Word Bearers will use some means to paralyze the military network of Calth. As far as the current situation is concerned...

  He unfortunately may be right.

   "Can the Mechanicus handle this?"

   "For now? Sorry, the Adeptus Mechanicus doesn't see this as a priority, only the data redundancy created by massive military mobilization. And... we seem to lack the means to counter it."

   "I'm sorry to disturb the conversation of the two of you."

   At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came. Guilliman turned his head to look, only to see a girl standing up and coming to Guilliman's side.

   "The Lord Judge once instructed that if you encounter problems with network data, then I can provide a certain degree of technical support on behalf of the Tribunal."

   "You mean you can solve this problem?"

   "If you allow me, I can try it."

"Um………"

  Guilliman looked at the girl, and then at the senior technician, who stared at the girl curiously.

   "Sir, she is..."

   "As you've heard, do you think it's okay?"

"I am not sure."

  The senior technician shook his head, and the mechanical tentacles behind him danced lightly.

   "Sorry, in my personal opinion, I don't think this mortal girl can have any impact on Koss' network failure. Even with the full support of the Mechanicus, we can't..."

   "So, you can't finish it in a short time, right?"

   "Sorry, exactly."

   "Then Miss Lumière."

  Guilliman didn't say anything more, but turned his head to look at the girl.

   "Are you sure you're sure?"

   "I can try, but I can't say I'm sure."

   Lumière's answer was also very cautious.

   "Of course, if you refuse my assistance for reasons of information and data security, the trial court can understand."

   "So can I ask you what plan you have?"

"According to your lord judge, these... electronic demons are difficult to completely eliminate, so personally, I can lure those virus programs to some relatively safe data space, block and clear them, and deflect information transmission at the same time. The data network channel allows all the codes uploaded by the Word Bearers to be transferred to the designated location."

   "Okay, then let you try it."

  Guilliman thought for a moment, then nodded.

"what do you need?"

   "I need a terminal."

"no problem."

  Guilliman raised his head and looked at the senior technician.

   "I remember there was a replacement brooder, right?"

"Yes."

   "Just let her use that."

"Yes, sir."

  Although senior technicians don't think that a mortal girl can handle this level of trouble, after all, it is difficult for even a Mechanician to solve the problem in this situation. But since Guilliman gave the order, he had no choice but to carry it out.

   Soon, a group of people came to a warehouse at the Coss space station, where the previously replaced Thinker terminal was placed. The senior technician stepped forward and first connected his neural network. After all, no matter what this girl is going to do, he has to monitor her every move. This is the core of the entire military network. Although the senior technician does not think that a mortal can make any response in this vast data flow, he still Calm down and do things according to your responsibilities.

  Then, the senior technician saw this girl who looked only in her teens stretch out her hand and put it on the terminal.

  What's the use of this?

  Seeing this scene, the senior technician shook his head inwardly. This primitive input method can only be used to read and search data. A real servo technician should synchronize his thoughts with the network, and then...how is this possible! ?

  However, the next moment, the senior technician's eyes widened in surprise. Through the center of the thinking network, he saw a scene that he couldn't imagine at all!

  I saw that the girl's hands began to emit light, and then strips of light emerged from her fingertips and penetrated into the terminal. Then, the senior technician saw an unimaginable scene—the information and codes in the thinking space were all surrendered to the girl's brilliance at this moment. They completely obeyed the girl's will as if they had met the king's courtiers. will.

   What kind of power is this?

  The senior technician stared at the incredible scene in front of him with his prosthetic eyes wide open.

  Those data, materials, and codes are not passively searched and read, but are actively transferred in the girl's will. The vast and boundless flow of data is like a stream in the girl's hands, and she swings, grasps, and directs it like an arm with ease.

   "What's wrong? What happened? What did she do?"

  Guilliman naturally noticed the expression of the senior technician, and hurriedly asked, but the latter was ecstatic.

"God of Machines, sir, you can't even imagine what I saw! It's a miracle! This is a miracle of God of Machines! Praise God of Machines! Praise Omnisaiah! She is Machines The incarnation of God!"

   "???"

  Guilliman looked at the senior technician in surprise, but at the same time, Lumière also started to act.

"I have found it."

   Then, she spoke.

"found it?"

   "Yeah, that's not dead code, or some kind of virus program, it's a word."

   "Just a word???"

   Hearing Lumière's answer, Guilliman frowned.

   "You mean, one word causes redundancy in the entire thinking network?"

   "That's no ordinary word..."

  Lumière's heart sank, and she recalled what Duanmuhuai told her about electronic demons—not harmful codes, nor virus data, they were just eight words composed of letters.

   Eight names.

  The name of Yae.

  Once these eight names are thoroughly entered, they will begin to absorb the thinking growth of the electronic network, revealing their true colors.

  They corrode, they infect, they are indelible.

   Sacred numbers.

  Eight times eight times eight to the eighth power...

   "I am in the middle of a data transfer."

Lumière explained again, and the senior technician next to him also nodded. At this moment, he has no intention of guiding and monitoring at all, and looks more like looking at the torrent of data with eyes like admiring a work of art. The girl's hands are as soft as weaving cloth, weaving, forming a flawless mechanical network.

"Why?"

  However, just as Lumière transferred the last word, her expression suddenly changed slightly. At this moment, Lumière felt that when the eight words uploaded from the Word Bearers base appeared in a data space at the same time, they suddenly began to multiply like a virus, expanding at a completely unimaginable speed...

   "Cut the physical connection, quick!"

Just as Lumière's scream appeared, the mechanical tentacles behind the senior technician suddenly shot out, and the laser blade flashed past, directly cutting off the cable of the thinker's terminal, but then, a stunned scene happened .

At the moment when the senior technician cut off the cable, accompanied by a scream, everyone saw that on the screen of the thinker's terminal, the characters that originally shone with codes and data suddenly began to distort and rotate, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a whole body. A pink monster with a terrifying shape, its eyes widened, and it stared fiercely at Guilliman and the others—then the next moment, it suddenly jumped out of the screen and rushed towards Lumière!

   "————!"

  Guilliman didn't know what was going on, but he subconsciously stepped forward, drew out the sword at his waist and slashed at the monster. The blade cut the monster into two pieces, and then the monster suddenly swelled, turning into a puddle of blood and exploding, spraying on the surrounding walls.

  “…………”

   There was a dead silence in the whole room, and even Lumière stood there stunned. Although she had indeed heard some things about electronic demons from Duanmuhuai, it was beyond her expectation.

   "... what kind of trick is this?"

Guilliman looked at his blood-stained blade, he couldn't believe what he saw just now, a monster emerged from the screen of the thinkers and attacked them, although his rational mind wanted to think that This is just an illusion, this is just an illusion, but the blood sprayed around and the touch from the blade just now clearly negate this. He could even smell the monster, the dark nightmare, the eternal stench of the Warp.

   "What kind of trick is this?"

  Guilliman turned his head and looked at Lumière, who also shook his head.

   "Sorry, I don't know the details, only the judge... may be able to explain it to you."

"I see."

  Guilliman took a deep breath, and the strong smell of blood made him feel a little uncomfortable. But it also reminded him once again that everything that happened in front of him just now was not an illusion.

   But reality.

   "So, the threat has been lifted?"

   "This is the case for the time being, but the strength of the other party is obviously beyond expectations. Perhaps we should completely cut off their communication lines."

"I see."

  Guilliman nodded, then looked at the senior technician.

   "Immediately cut off the communication line of the Word Bearers base, saying that there is a failure within our network, and a large-scale maintenance work is currently underway. And..."

   Having said this, Guilliman paused.

   "Order the fourteenth company to go to the outskirts of the Word Bearers garrison and wait for my further orders."

  Malicious premise.

  Guilliman never wanted to think about this, he still believed that all of this was just a misunderstanding, maybe Lorgar himself didn’t know all of this, it was all done by his subordinates at will. But Guilliman's rationality told him that this didn't make sense. In any case, he was the master of five hundred worlds, and he had to be responsible for the worlds under his rule.

  At least for now, everything they encountered indicates that the Word Bearers really have bad intentions.

   But what about Guilliman?

It is impossible for him to fire the first shot. Even if Guilliman ordered it, the Ultramarines below would not agree. They never expected to point their guns at their Astartes. This order is absolutely important to them. most incomprehensible. Guilliman understood this, and as much as he did, it never occurred to him that he would one day turn his weapon on Lorgar, his own brother. Although Guilliman admits that he sometimes finds Lorgar a little childish and overzealous, he still considers the two brothers to be brothers.

  But...it seems that Lorgar doesn't think so.

  Walking back to the command room, Guilliman realized that the blood on his face hadn't been wiped off when he noticed the surprised expressions of the others.

   "Sir? What happened?"

   "Something happened."

   Facing the question from his subordinates, Guilliman frowned and shook his head, then he asked.

   "Any news about the 1st Company and the Bell Tower?"

  (end of this chapter)