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This microrobot, model C290, is the latest development of the Alaru civilization, a second-order civilization.

With its intelligence, it wouldn't be too much of a problem to destroy a mechanical device that hadn't yet entered a first-order civilization.

But Xiao Jiu was curious about how much damage the microrobots could cause.

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Meanwhile.

Inside the Marsho base.

Unlike the serious atmosphere that ordinary people imagine, life in the Marshall Base is full of atmosphere. There are lawns, swimming fields, and even rugby fields, and many family members of the army are wearing bikinis and basking in the sun on the side of the swimming field.

Somewhere in the conference room.

General Grant was discussing the latest military situation with several subordinates.

"General, we have already met those three Chinese." An officer said with a smile: "Judging from the current signs, it is completely impossible to see that they have the possibility of converting those islands into military use." ”

Grant nodded slightly, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, the whole person looked very leisurely, and said with a smile: "But I believe that it is impossible for them to spend four million a year to rent a few useless islands and nearby seas for no reason." ”

"The Chinese will certainly not dare to build a military base under our noses." Another officer, who was somewhat obese, smiled with some disdain: "Give them ten guts, and they won't dare to do it - at least, they won't have the strength to challenge us in the western Pacific in the next twenty years, let alone build a military base in the middle of the Pacific." ”

"Or maybe it's a lot of money and a lot of stupid." Another officer was even more unimpressed, and said, "After all, the area of these islands and the nearby waters is not small, and they have been contaminated by nuclear weapons in the past, or where do they want to build a zombie paradise?" ”

When everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.

"Okay, let's not talk about them, let's move on to the missile test next month." Grant said with a smile on his face.

Five kilometers away from the conference room, somewhere in a missile launch base.

007, who was originally in human form, has transformed into a spider form.

Raising his head slightly, looking at the surveillance somewhere in front of him, 007 crawled through the grass and into the base without thinking.

Twenty meters deep underground.

The microrobot followed a pipe and entered the vicinity of the launch control center.

There was a mechanical device in front of him blocking the way, and after 007 glanced at it, he thought for two or three seconds, and directly moved three or four tentacles to crack the device.

As it continued to go deeper, several of its tentacles, at a faster rate, relocated the cracked device to its original state.

Half a day later.

The micro-robot who "checked" the entire base core device once, squeaked out something.

Soon, he crawled towards the underside of the device, something resembling an engine.

A few seconds later.

From one leg of the microrobot, an imperceptible spark erupted, and in an instant, an inconspicuous part was directly melted to death. When it was done, it started the music and danced excitedly, leaving the area after about half a minute.

Base duty room.

Several servicemen were on duty, watching the data on the screen.

They looked very relaxed, and one of the leaders standing, still holding a glass of Coke, asked a few colleagues, "Is all the data normal?" ”

"Everything works."

"Everything works."

"Man, take it easy, the core components of the base are not so prone to problems." A 212-year-old US soldier shrugged his shoulders and said, "Our work is simply decoration. ”

His words had just fallen.

On the screen, some data suddenly began to jump up and down, becoming unstable.

"W-what's going on?" The young American soldier, apparently encountering this for the first time, was at a loss for what to do.

"There's something wrong with the internal machinery, everyone be careful!" The Coke fell to the ground and splashed in all directions, and the old American soldier yelled.

On the screen, various indicators are becoming more and more unstable, and alarms are sounding in the duty room.

"It's not safe here, tell everyone to evacuate!" The Director shouted hoarsely.

The young American soldier got up from his seat and rushed out of the way.

Rumble!

In the sound of shaking the mountains, the earth began to shake, countless objects in the room fell to the ground, and a young beauty who was fleeing for her life was even more shocked and fell to the ground with her head broken and bleeding, letting out a scream.

Inside the conference room.

The shaking of the earth made two or three coffee cups on the table fall directly to the ground.

General Grant also had to hold on to the table in order to barely stabilize his body.

All the attendees looked out with uneasy faces.

"Let's get in touch with the in-house staff." Grant was slightly moved and said.

Poolside.

Female family members in bikinis and covered in fat are running around.

After the violent shaking, most of the houses on the base remained intact, and there were still many cracks. At the missile launch port, bursts of thick choking smoke flew straight into the sky. In the midst of a blockbuster air crash, the U.S. military still launched a rescue operation as quickly as possible.

Half an hour later.

An officer with a bloodshot face, panting slightly, reported the latest situation to General Grant.

"General, the explosion has already killed and injured eighteen people, including one colleague who was seriously injured...... Our medical capacity is only sufficient to cope with these wounded, and we have now formally requested support from the Guam side. ”

"What the hell is going on with this explosion?" General Grant had a rough red face, like an angry lion.

"Judging from the current signs, it should be that the hydrogen and nitrogen fuel inside the missile spontaneously combusted, but the starting device did not follow up and opened, and then caused a large explosion underground." The officer replied with some caution: "Our device was basically scrapped in this explosion. ”

"Could it be the result of vandalism?" Grant's roar was slightly reduced, and he felt a little sensitive that this matter was not simple.

How could these expensive devices be so prone to accidents?

"Impossible." The officer shook his head and said, "With the security capabilities of our base, it is impossible for the enemy to enter, let alone go deep into the launch area and destroy the installation." ”

With the base's strict monitoring system, the enemy is not a mouse, how can he get in!?

Even if the enemy is really a rat and doesn't know the internal structure of the issuing device, how can he destroy it!?

Two hundred million dollars!

General Grant's face began to turn pale.

The equipment purchased with nearly 200 million funds was damaged in this way at the base he managed!

This time, he's in big trouble!