Fire suppression!

Tight fire suppression!

This quiet town on the outskirts of San Francisco is now enveloped in a dense network of gunfire and fire.

On the main street, a blonde man with a leader tied and shirt sleeves rolled up high in his hand held an M14 and pressed it into a corner with superb marksmanship.

Fifteen meters away from him, the one holding a double drum HK416 was a bald man with sunglasses.

On the vantage point of a three-story villa farther away, men in blue shirts look through the sights of sniper rifles, like falcons hunting, waiting for their prey hiding in the corners of the stone wall to show their feet.

The blonde man was clearly at the helm of the combat team, and under his command, the bald man and he constantly changed angles and firing positions to advance one by one, approaching the enemy in the corner step by step.

At this time, in the corner of the stone wall, the genius named Tang Song with basket-framed glasses pinched the USB flash drive in his arms, took a deep breath, and watched his companion holding a Glock pistol and making sporadic counterattacks at the opponent on the corner of the street.

"Captain, this kid's combat skills are very good, but he should be a rookie, the actual combat pressure we gave him is something he has never experienced, he is dead!" The blue-shirted sniper communicates with the blonde man over the intercom.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, forget how this son of a bitch teased us in San Francisco before!" The blonde man, visibly angry, recalled the humiliation inflicted on the streets of San Francisco by this Chinese boy who returned fire with a pistol.

At this time, the young man who was holding a pistol to fight back stubbornly did not have the slightest fear or panic on his face, and he still had the heart to brush off the dust on his white collar and communicate with Tang and Song from time to time to reduce the fear of this young scholar.

"Brother, I have read your book "The Rising Sun of the New Era", you don't seem to be a pessimist, and the content of this book matches your temperament very well." The boy leaned against the wall to reload, his demeanor witty and natural.

"Are you still in the mood to say this? I'm really convinced of you" Tang Song looked at the young man who continued to raise his gun and shoot back beside him, with an unbelievable expression.

"There are many scholars and technical venture capitalists who are extremely afraid of the development of artificial intelligence, and they are nothing more than the same opinion, artificial intelligence will definitely replace human beings or even enslave human beings, and I can even see their tears of despair." There was a hint of playfulness in the young man's eyes.

"You think so? You know, even my mentor firmly believes that once AI has mastered the ability to learn on its own, then it will surpass the development of human beings for thousands of years in a very short time, and continue to widen the gap, and at that time, human beings will be easily outlawed and become the pets of artificial intelligence. As soon as he touched his professional field, Tang and Song's conversation box was also completely opened, temporarily forgetting the crisis, and talking with great interest.

"So I very much agree with your point of view, first, at present, artificial intelligence does not have the technical ability to explode in a short period of time, and second, human beings will use their own way to achieve perfect unity with artificial intelligence, which will usher in a better future for the world, and when human science develops to a bottleneck, it is still necessary to use philosophy to solve the problem."

Tang Song smiled at the boy with great satisfaction, perhaps, this feeling of being a bosom friend deepened his trust in this companion who had just met him.

However, the frantic firepower attack outside the wall did not reduce in the slightest, and in the face of the approaching gunfire step by step, Tang Song Pingping's face in the corner of the stone wall that was shot was full of holes already flashed with a little unconcealable fear, "Let's ...... Is it dead? ”

The young man who was fighting back looked at Tang Song, who was trembling a little beside him, and said calmly, "Before I die, you won't die, believe me." ”

This genius Tang Song, who is known as the one who may make artificial intelligence ban human beings, already trusts the young man next to him who is just about his age and has just met for less than a day, "Brother, I don't know your name yet!" ”

"My name is Bo Ono! Originally, I wasn't supposed to reveal it, but now we need to deepen our trust in each other and remember my name! ”

With only one magazine left, Bo Xiaoye took a deep breath gently, just like the slight breathing adjustment on the white operating table, and some words vaguely sounded in his ears.

"Have you figured it out? Decide to opt in to the experiment? ”

"The implant was a success, and we will continue to observe."

"This AI chip has been determined to fail, but it will not cause damage to your brain, but the experiment has failed."

……

"No, not yet!"

Bo Xiaoye slowly closed his eyes, he knew how to activate the "discarded" AI chip, and when he opened his eyes again, the sharp gaze had already burst out! And in front of his eyes, it was as if a diffraction instrument appeared, and several glittering crosses were fixed on the enemies around the UFO.

"Wind speed! Azimuth! OK," Bo Ono volleyed up, raised his hand, adjusted the direction, and hit the sniper who was far away.

"Bastard, that's out of the pistol's range!" Before the bald man finished speaking, he was forced back to the right by the two bullets fired to the left, and just as he adjusted his position to regain the initiative, Bo Ono, who made adjustments faster than him, accurately hit his temple!

Yes, the chip did not completely fail, when it was running rapidly again and connected with Bo Ono's brain nerves, the accurate calculation of the trajectory and the instantaneous aiming beyond the limits of the human body allowed Bo Ono to easily solve the two elite killers of the CIA.

The blonde man chose to retreat to protect himself, while Norihiro Ono quickly calmed down and turned off the operation of the chip.

"Win, we win!" Tang Song said excitedly.

"Anger is really not a good thing, whew, whew......"

It seemed that turning off the chip in his brain took a lot of his strength, and Bo Xiaoye, who was sweating profusely, patted Tang Song on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go to your partner's party, there are more important things to do there." ”