"At this time, does Lieutenant An Tong still have the heart to buy scrap?"

Hearing Major Li's question, An Tong's brows furrowed slightly, but he still maintained a flat tone and asked, "What's wrong?" Is the situation serious? ”

"It's not serious, it's just a little subtle..."Major Li whispered with some hesitation, looking like he wanted to say something. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No matter how severe it is, business always has to be done, and money is always made, so we might as well talk about business first, right?" An Tong found that the other side didn't seem to want to say much, so he was very smart not to continue to ask, but first substituted the topic into the topic, and engaged in a series of bargaining with Lee, and finally collected all the inventory on hand at a price of 80,000 Singapore dollars.

This batch of materials An Tong roughly estimated, and about 10,000 units of net energy materials could be exchanged, which was enough for him to carry out a major refitting for several key ship girls.

"It's a pleasure but a pain to do business with you." Major Li said bluntly, "A person like you, even if you don't have the identity of a commander, you can get into the mix, right?" ”

"No, no, no, it's not a secret, I was just an ordinary nobody before I came to this world, like countless ordinary people." An Tong said, compared to the ordinary days on the earth, this world is more suitable for him.

The two chatted for a while, and An Tong finally found a suitable opportunity and asked again: "Speaking of which, those tin cans are really reliable?" Can it replace the ship's mother and the admiral? ”

Like Li, who sits in a position where the logistics department is lacking, and can still come out to take private work, he is naturally exposed to more information than ordinary people, so although An Tong showed an indifferent look before, he actually cared a lot about what he mentioned at the beginning, and only brought it up after a simple buffer, so that it was easier for the other party to speak.

"That's at least what they're propagating, but can you believe it?" Major Li asked rhetorically, "I don't believe it anyway, but in this shabby place like Australia, they should be able to entrench for a long time, at least for now." ”

When the two talked, it had been four days since the deployment of the Terminator-type autonomous robot, and in these four days, the Australian continent was at least safe, and I didn't see any problems on the route.

If this trend continues, it is not impossible to replace the Admiral and the Ship Lady on the experimental field of Australia, at least in Australia. An Tong thought of this, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This Skynet technology is deployed in such a hurry, and it looks like it is not bad in the end?" ”

"In a hurry? Brother Antong, you are wrong, they are actually not in a hurry at all, as far as I know, they have been preparing for this for at least nearly a year, but the news has been blocked, ordinary people don't know about it at all, but their preparation is very thorough, and even the back road is ready, you admirals on vacation, haven't you also been transferred from your post? Major Li's words revealed some smugness, some as if he was showing An Tong that he had a well-informed channel.

However, his words answered a doubt in An Tong's heart, it turned out that this Skynet Technology was not blindly confident, and it was secretly prepared for so long before starting to implement their new products, so it seems that in the short term, the terminator-type robot is afraid that there will be no moths, and An Tong will have to take a long vacation.

Therefore, Major Li said that at the beginning, the situation in other places may not have changed, but at least here in Australia, the position of the Admiral is probably about to suffer an unprecedented impact, and it does seem a little strange to talk about some business outside of ordinary affairs in this situation.

Fortunately, Li didn't ask much in this regard, and after a general understanding of the situation, An Tong hung up the communication and thought about some other questions.

This thing seems to be made of pure energy materials, eh? At least most of the material is... So if you... Thinking of this, An Tong couldn't help but start fantasizing in his mind, if he could get the raw materials for this thing, then how happy he would be if Higra didn't know?

But it's just a thought... He can't rob someone else's warehouse, can he?

But the raw materials are not good, can the finished product be operated? An Tong thought of this again, and suddenly evil was born to the side of the guts, and an immoral impulse appeared in his heart...

Three days later, at 3 a.m., an operator in charge of real-time control in the military's newly established Terminator command suddenly disconnected from the three autonomous robots he controlled, which had been on routine patrol duty.

As is customary, he reported the news to the captain who was on duty tonight.

"Three robots suddenly disconnected? Nothing unusual beforehand? The captain frowned, and carefully checked the operator's work log, and indeed found nothing suspicious in it?

"Could it be a sudden deep fog?" The operator asked tentatively.

"This possibility is very small, with the Terminator's anti-interference ability, no matter how strong the deep fog is, it will not be so silent..."The captain pondered, completely clueless for a moment.

"Could it be that I met the ship's mother?" The operator asked, "We haven't announced to the outside world that the net power field has a stronger interference effect on the terminator, could it be that we had an accident with the ship's mother?" ”

"All the shipwives in Australia have been ordered to stay in their own town guards and not to interfere with our work, not to mention that it's 3 o'clock in the morning, how can there be shipwives still haunting? Moreover, the Terminator's identification signal to the ship mother is a friendly force and will be recorded on the operation log. The captain replied, again denying the operator's inference.

As a result, neither of them was speechless...

"There's not going to be a hacker attacking our chain of command, right?" The operator guessed the last possibility.

"We spend at least S$40 million a year on the security of our systems, what kind of hackers do you think can break into our systems without leaving a trace and without anyone knowing?" The captain asked rhetorically, and once again denied the possibility.

In short, these three terminators disappeared inexplicably, and the captain, who couldn't think of a better way, could only use his authority to quietly change the operation log, showing that the three robots were damaged because they were attacked by the deep fog, and the reason why he did this was naturally not to shield the possible criminals, but to keep him from becoming a prisoner himself.

One Terminator costs S$20 million, and three are 60 million, not counting the ammunition and batteries they carry, this inexplicable disappearance, as the person in charge on the spot, he naturally has an unshirkable responsibility.

Although the matter has nothing to do with him at all, it is entirely possible that this kind of major loss caused by an operation accident, and someone must bear the responsibility, right? A small squad leader on night duty and an operator with the rank of non-commissioned officer were undoubtedly the best option.

So without the prisoner knowing, the incident was covered up by a squad leader who was afraid of being held accountable and an innocent operator.

And the real prisoner was riding a yacht with a speed of up to 50 knots, carrying three Terminators, and slipped back to his town guard house in the night.

The whole process of the prisoner's crime is like this, first with the help of three small flying devices to follow the three lone terminators, intercept their communication bands, and then one of the prisoner's accomplices quickly cracked this band, and used the three small aircraft to block the information fed back to the command by the three terminators, while fabricating a piece of false information that is not abnormal and transmitted back to the headquarters.

So unconsciously, the three Terminators had already lost contact with the Command, and after they entered the state of disconnection, they entered a state of self-discipline according to the program, and turned back to a safe position while recontacting the Command, only to meet a friendly army on the way...

These allies are identified as ship mothers, and according to the self-discipline procedure, the Terminator cannot fire at them, but has the right to ask the other party not to come close to interfere with their work, and theoretically this situation should be fed back to the command and handed over to the operator to report to the next level, but after the contact is broken, they can only keep shouting through the microphone on their chest.

As a result, who knew that this group of friendly troops saw that the three of them were isolated and helpless, and after sneaking behind them for a while, they cut off the power supply on their bodies...

They would love to stop this sabotage, but the identification signal on the other side has always been friendly forces, and their simple self-discipline system cannot attack...

In the end, the three poor self-discipline robots were sent back to the prisoner's lair motionlessly, a certain No. 16 town guard house, and the above is the whole process of the prisoner's crime.

"It's a bit immoral, but I'm finally back." The main culprit in this case, a man surnamed An, sighed.

"Admiral, you really got three of them back! They look so much older than the kids in the workshop! An accomplice to the prefix in this case said.

"Really, we were asked to go to sea in the middle of the night, and the result was to steal this tin can?" In this case, an accomplice with a German character kicked the motionless terminator hard, and he seemed very dissatisfied.

"Sleep... Breakfast..."A certain accomplice in this case hit Hache, went back to the room to sleep, and did not have the slightest sense of guilt, and dragged a certain accomplice back to the room, the guy had already fallen asleep on the way back...

"Woo-hoo!" A juvenile accomplice in this case made an unexplained cry...

In short, the sun rose as usual the next day, and it seemed that no one was affected by such a trivial matter, probably? (To be continued.) )