Yukiyo: "There's 15 minutes left, you fart, figure it out!" ”

In the screams of Yukiyo, the scene was disrupted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's not that the quality of the team members is not good, but that the time is too short. What is the concept of 15 minutes, if a person runs on the ship on foot, he may not be able to run to the position of the rescue capsule in time, and the time will be reversed.

In the case of the sinking of the assault boat and the absence of a follow-up ship, let alone 15 minutes, even 15 hours may not be able to leave here. Those with electronic warfare capabilities in the detachment immediately joined in the crackdown on the self-detonation program, and I joined in.

Wood: "Ping, I need you to connect to the bridge's central control system. I don't have enough permission here. ”

I didn't answer, and immediately expanded my brain domain ability to try to crack the devil's central firewall from the inside.

I have to say that compared to Mrs. Wall's technology, the devil is much worse. Whether it is the logic labyrinth of the firewall, or its ability to counter and burn the intruder's system and even brain tissue, it is no longer a notch.

My intervention greatly increased the cracking speed of Wood and the others, and in less than five minutes, they had successfully broken through to the main control center of the bridge. Wood immediately followed up in an attempt to stop the self-detonation procedure.

System: "Submit an application for termination of the self-detonation program, the main system agrees, and the backup system vetoes." If a consensus cannot be formed, the final bid will be made by the adjudication system. The adjudication system rejected it, and the application for self-explosion termination could not be passed, and the application for self-explosion termination could not be passed. ”

Wood angrily tried to smash the command table, but was stopped by the heavy infantry armed Yukiyo.

Yukiyo: "What's the use of smashing the table, think of a way!" ”

The countdown has entered within 10 minutes. There are lifeboats or pods shot out of the command ship all over the place.

Lyman: "Lieutenant Colonel, let's go and seize the lifeboat that is not used, there are not many people anyway, just throw away the equipment and squeeze it." ”

Lieutenant Colonel: "......"

Berg frowned at something.

Lyman: "Make a decision, it's too late!" ”

I know Berg's misgivings. It's not difficult to capture the lifeboat, it's not difficult to escape from here, the difficulty is that we are in the devil's lifeboat, and our situation will not be much better than it is now. If you encounter the devil's fleet, with the concept that the devil has always lived and died with the ship, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be sunk in the name of the full name. If you encounter the Jupiter fleet, you may be sunk before you can start communication. After all, the devils have killed so many solar people, and the warriors in the fleet hate them to the core, and it is not surprising that they do anything.

Reality is not an entertainment drama, there will be no scene of snatching the enemy's lifeboat, escaping back smoothly, and being greeted by people like heroes, the most likely is that you can't prove your identity and are bombarded into a bright fireball in the dark void.

Lieutenant Colonel: "Wood, what needs to be done to get the command ship to stop self-detonation?" ”

Wood: "Occupy the ship's spare bridge, find the hidden adjudication system, and let it make the decision to terminate the self-detonation." ”

Wood's tone was a little hesitant, and it was estimated that it would not be easy to complete these conditions.

Lieutenant Colonel: "Then do your best and let the fate of heaven be!" Therefore, people broke into the bridge, and the electronic warfare team looked for an opportunity to lift the self-detonation procedure, and if the lifting failed, they looked for lifeboats and life-saving pods on the bridge on the spot, and then escaped before talking. ”

No further objections were raised.

The system of the bridge was breached, and we left the command room through the main passageway, and all the way forward, the access was lifted and the door was open.

From time to time on the road, you can see the devil soldiers who have left behind stubborn resistance. Someone even rushed towards us with grenades strapped all over their bodies. It's a pity that this is not an ancient battlefield, and with extremely high tactical shooting accuracy, those who rush over will only become a sieve. Not even a single grenade on his body will detonate successfully.

The Devil's landing command ship is a 5-kilometer-class giant ship, which is somewhere between a battleship and a battlecruiser. From the command module located at the bottom of the hull, take the high-speed elevator to the main passage in the middle, and then relay to the bridge on the upper deck, during which you not only have to pass by more than 30 layers of plywood, but also face the attacks of devils from time to time.

Although these sailors lacked heavy armament and had no experience in land warfare, they were beaten by us and were beaten to pieces, but every second of delay may cause two different outcomes of life and death. Unlike them, we don't intend to live and die with this ship.

Between eagerness and anxiety, we approached the bridge.

When I came to the alloy gate of Cambridge, the access control was locked, and the system sent a message that the access control of the bridge had been switched to manual mode. At this time, the countdown to the self-detonation was less than 8 minutes. I could feel that everyone in the detachment was in a fire of anxiety, and even the action with the charge of the Lyman security engineer failed twice because it was too hasty.

With the roar of the explosion, the alloy door recessed inward and eventually fell apart. Before the smoke cleared, Wood kicked the door open and rushed in, and I followed him closely.

Two rows of guns consisting of bridge personnel were laid out in front of him. They stood in a row and knelt in a row, each with a distance of one meter between them, and the two rows of people were staggered from each other.

Ten devil soldiers occupied the city in a very imposing formation.

Wood bore the brunt of the fire.

However, they don't look at who they are dealing with, as hackers, the surveillance inside the ship has long been under the control of Wood. As soon as Fu rushed into the bridge, he took out a defensive shield for heavy infantry.

The shield of the dense fire flickered, and nearly a hundred deformed nails with their heads clanged to the ground.

I noticed a look of chagrin and reluctance on the face of the tall officer standing in the middle of the gun array.

With our volley, the devils fell to the ground.

The corpses on the ground, male and female, differed in age. The uniforms of these men differed from those of ordinary soldiers, with more fancy collars and epaulettes, and some of them had collars and cuffs decorated with ornamental rather decorative than practical patterns.

These people may be the highest-ranking devil officers we've ever killed.

But at this time, no one was in the mood to appreciate their results. The electronic warfare team led by Wood immediately got busy on the console after searching for the ID card from the body of the tall officer. I, as Wood's main assistant, also entered the most intense electronic warfare offensive state.

There were 2 minutes and 13 seconds left for the command ship to self-detonate.

Direct access to the control center through the bridge port. Open the bottom interface of the center, and before and after cracking a higher level of fire protection, you are faced with a logic maze that changes immediately. The labyrinth, which would have taken decades to crack with ordinary methods, was able to find the exit in less than 5 seconds with my perception.

More than 20 different modes of virus and Trojan upload control centers, carefully written by Wood, take over most of the operations and functions of the command ship.

He was busy on the human-machine interface he had written, constantly trying various control modules, and finally found the clock module that controlled the center when he counted down to 42 seconds of self-detonation.

After increasing the base unit of the clock oscillation frequency by two orders of magnitude, everything on the command ship became unusually slow.

In less than 2 seconds, all systems of the ship, including the standby system and the ruling system hidden somewhere, synchronized the clock frequency of the central control center that has been changed by the unit.

The countdown pauses at a time of 1 minute and 10 seconds and changes directly to a 1 hour and 50 minutes countdown marker.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Wood, who was a burly machine, collapsed to the ground as if he had broken away. Outside the door, Yukiyo, who could not enter because of the size of the heavy infantry, let out cheers.