"It's done."

In the data room of the ghost base, Reed. Dr. Richards left his hands off the keyboard, and after more than three hours of knowledge copying and deep learning, the well-mannered scientist now looks a little embarrassed.

His shirt was soaked with sweat, and his hair was a mess from wearing his previous "smart hat", presumably because he had been copied with a lot of complex and incomprehensible alien knowledge into his brain, which made his face look a little pale, and he had a breathing tube stuck in his nose, like a patient who was having trouble breathing.

No matter how smart Dr. Reed is, he is just an ordinary person, his physical capacity is limited after all, and in the last half hour of deep learning, he needs to constantly take oxygen to complete the final knowledge translation.

"I didn't expect that we would really end up using data viruses to deal with aliens according to the plot in those third-rate science fiction movies. Reality is indeed more unreasonable than fantasy. ”

Dr. Reed whispered as he got up from his chair.

He moved his aching neck and shoulders, swaying his waist and stretching, and on the screen in front of him, a freshly written program was being translated into the data language of the Cybertron pattern through the language translation program that Dr. Reed had written earlier.

George and Winston, who were sitting in the hovering chair, came over, two equally clever guys looking at the programs that were beating on the screen.

It wasn't written in binary rules, so it was very difficult to read, and there were a lot of things with obvious programming or logic errors that would not work on a human computer.

"This is the data operation rule of the Cybertrons, which is completely different from our understanding of data."

Dr. Reed explained to his two assistants:

"We have to admit that we have no chance of winning against those natural mechanical creatures at the data level, and the manipulation of data is their innate talent after all, but that doesn't mean we can't compete with them."

The smartest man in the world looked at the data stream signal beating on the screen in front of him, and he said in a firm tone:

"Technological backwardness also has the benefits of backwardness..."

"To connect consciousness to our world's backward network, such an advanced data processing model as they are, will definitely require a 'remediator' at the data level to complete the recoding of data consciousness."

"Oh, I see."

George, who was sitting in the suspension chair, reached out and pushed his glasses, and said:

"We don't really need to directly attack the Cybertrons' powerful data consciousness ontology, we just need to find a way to kill those intermediate level users of consciousness data to drive them out of our network. But it's easy for Cybertrons to reconnect with the online world, and the 'disinfectant' you make will most likely only work once. ”

"Yes, it can only take effect once."

Dr. Reed nodded, and he said:

"But one time is enough."

"The only purpose of this 'disinfectant' program is to block the communication between the Decepticons and the military satellites on Earth and various radars, so that they can temporarily become deaf and blind, so as to cooperate with the official ground raid on the Decepticons' base."

"Once the ground forces are successful in their surprise attack, the Decepticons who have been dragged into battle will naturally not have the energy to invade the cyber world again, and at that time, we will have enough time to redesign our network with a more efficient and targeted security system."

Dr. Reed held out his fingers and continued typing on the keyboard, and said to George, the superbrain man who had re-suspended in mid-air:

"After the program is translated, we want to share it with the attacked sources around the world, and then upload the 'disinfectant' to the network at the same time, and the program can track the Decepticon data signal like a precision-guided missile. Optimistically, it lasts about ten minutes. ”

"That's enough."

George said in a calm tone:

"For Merlin, a few minutes to infiltrate and invade a base is completely sufficient."

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"When are we leaving?"

In the warehouse of the ghost base, Deadpool in red and black combat uniform crouched beside Merlin, using a dagger to poke and draw boringly on the ground, and behind him, the members of the Thunder Commando team also waited in various postures, and no one was interested in talking except Deadpool.

Merlin ignores the chattering Deadpool, who is waiting for the signal that the action has begun.

On Icarus' lens, Merlin could see the latest news coming from the Trident headquarters, including the fierce fighting of the Special Response Force that had been mobilized to the desert near the Decepticon base.

The Decepticons planted a war machine in the desert called the Sark Giant, which hid in the sand dunes outside the Decepticon base like a desert scorpion and tore apart all creatures that tried to enter the desert.

It didn't seem to show much intelligence, acting like a beast, which caused a lot of trouble for the troops deployed near the desert, and now, while Merlin and his party waited for the mission to begin, George Murphy. The Special Response Force, commanded by Colonel Burns, had already begun a battle in the desert with the terrifying metal beast that was more than 30 meters long.

Colonel Burns attracted the attention of the metal monster with heavy firepower, and he personally drove a heavy armored vehicle equipped with two Vulcan cannons to attract the metal giant scorpion to run back and forth in the desert, constantly inducing the Sark giant to step into the fire net arranged in advance at the edge of the desert.

The terrifying metal scorpion roared like a real beast, but there was nothing it could do with the fast-moving Special Reaction Force.

The robot could shoot a scorching beam of electromagnetic pulse from its tall metal tail vertebrae, which could easily destroy heavy weapons, but such weapons would be difficult to pinpoint small human soldiers in the wind and sand.

It constantly emitted a terrifying metallic hiss, fired continuously, and caused explosions one after another, but in fact did not cause particularly effective damage to the soldiers who were performing guerrilla tactics.

Of course, the soldiers wouldn't be stupid enough to use their rifles to deal with such a metal monster the size of a hill.

In this chase, the lowest single weapon used by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s special response forces is anti-tank rockets used to attack tanks.

Shooters armed with Kree-techn-engineered anti-materiel heavy sniper rifles, hiding in hard-to-find places, set fire to the information collectors and radar systems above the Sark giant's head under the orders of Colonel Burns.

The veteran who had served in District 7 was well aware of the weaknesses of these robots, as if they were blind, and if they destroyed the radar and information gathering systems of these formidable robots, they would become blind and would be left to be slaughtered.

But here in the desert is lively, but the Decepticon base is quiet, the Decepticon commander Xingxiao seems to be very confident in the destructive power of the Sark Giants, and the other Decepticons are also busy destroying the human data network, and have no intention of reinforcing the besieged Sark Giants.

"Toot, toot"

Fury's communication request suddenly appeared on another lens of Icarus, and Merlin connected to the encrypted communication, and heard Fury say:

"Merlin, the 'disinfectant' will be dropped on the network in 2 minutes, and you can prepare now."

"Okay."

Merlin turned back and gestured to Deadpool, who jerked to his feet, shouting like a train attendant to get the rest of the Thunderbolt ready for battle.

Merlin said to Fury:

"Our 'warriors' are waiting impatiently."

"Then I wish you all the best."

Fury Says:

"Also, Merlin, I just got word that there's a little bit of a problem at the Slingshot base. The database of 98084-3, which the Decepticons "smashed", was so badly damaged that we couldn't fix it despite all we could. ”

"So, our squad that is blocking the Decepticons head-on only has 3 Cybertrons?"

Merlin frowned, and he said:

"It's a bit of a hanging, if there are only three of them flying over the mountain, it may be difficult for them to stop the Decepticons from pouring out of the nest."

"No, it's still four."

Fury said slowly:

"Dr. Hall gave us a suggestion, he said that we can temporarily take out the shattered mind database and replace it with a remotely controlled data module, so that we only need to find the right 'driver' and can remotely control the shatter to the battlefield."

"It's... Will it work? ”

Merlin rubbed his chin and said:

"Who are you going to send to be the 'driver'?"

"Natasha and Barton."

Fury Says:

"Both of them are trained in precision instrumentation, and I will have a backup driver in place at any time."

"Well..."

Merlin and Fury spoke a few more words, then hung up the communication.

He looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and when the time scale moved to 2 minutes later, Merlin reached out and twisted open the door of the warehouse in front of him, he pointed to the door in front of him, and turned back to the heavily armed Thunder Raiders behind him and said:

"You... It's on! ”

Deadpool whistled and rushed into the door in front of him, and the others followed Deadpool and rushed into the door, and the next moment, they went from running to falling.

The arbitrary gate opened 500 meters above the Decepticon base in the Sahara Desert, and the members of the Thunder Commandos were in free fall, silently crashing into the base below in the dark night of dawn.

But they weren't the first to enter the battlefield.

In the desert directly in front of the base, a gate opened strangely, and three cars and a heavy motorcycle rushed out of the door in a row to the heavy hum of the car's engine.

At the forefront was a yellow-painted Camaro sports car, it was like a siege car, it didn't slow down at all after entering the desert, but it accelerated even more wildly, when it was close to the base wall 3 meters away, the car quickly deformed on the ground, the strengthened bumblebee roared, with the help of powerful kinetic energy to swing its fists, its clenched mechanical punches were like two battering rams, and slammed into the wall of the Decepticon base.

"Boom"

With the sound of cannonballs exploding, a wide gap was blasted into the outer wall of the military base, and the movement immediately alarmed the Decepticon soldiers patrolling the base, and several smaller mechanical soldiers rushed out of the sentry post, holding their weapons, and firing wildly at the bumblebees that rushed into the base.

"Boom"

There was another loud bang, and the wall on the other side of the base was also slammed open, and the flying mountain, which had also been reinforced by vibranium, rushed into the base in the form of a muscle car, and it swung its larger right arm and rushed into the group of Decepticon soldiers besieging Bumblebee from behind, picking up its heavy fist, and the rapid-fire cannon in the other hand also fired accurately.

In just a few seconds, the two Autobot warriors swept away these worthless low-level robot warriors, and a lucky guy escaped the joint sweep of Flying Over the Mountain and Bumblebee, and it hurriedly ran to the depths of the base, as if intending to call for help.

"Hah"

In the gorgeous tail swing of the blue motorcycle Alsie, the Wolverine Logan wearing a black combat uniform and sunglasses was thrown out of the motorcycle like a cannonball, and the hot Erdman alloy claws on this guy's hands were intertwined, and in the tooth-aching metal tearing sound, the head of the last Decepticon junior warrior was ripped off by Logan.

Wolverine landed on the ground, holding the sparkling metal head in his hand, he glanced up at the Thunder Commandos who were parachuting into the base, then turned his head and waved at the blue locomotive Alsie, who had transformed into a robot, and said:

"Thank you for giving me a ride, robot man."

"The final blow is beautiful, human warrior."

Arcie also drew her ray gun from her waist, and the slender, gentle-looking female Autobot said to Logan:

"I'm looking forward to playing alongside you next time."

"There's going to be a chance, haha."

Logan smiled, and he quickly scurried into the base where the sirens were blaring, and his mission was to go deep into the base with the Thunder Raiders, causing chaos and finding William who was hiding in the base. Major General Stryker, as for blocking the Decepticon robots that occupy this place, that's not his job.

To deal with robots, you have to get robots out.

"Click, click"

Flying over the mountain, behind Bumblebee and Alsie, the red Mustang jeep driving at the end slowly completed its transformation, and it changed back to its former shattered appearance, but the movements of this former Decepticon warrior at this time did not have the strange fluidity that the Cybertrons peculiar, but was full of an awkward feeling.

"It's a weird metamorphosis... It's like playing with the Rubik's Cube when I was a kid. ”

Natasha. Agent Romanoff's voice rang out from the robot's smashing sounder, and she grumbled as she maneuvered the shattered body back and forth from side to side:

"And this mode of action is awkward... It may take me a little bit to get used to. ”

"There's no time for you to get used to it, Natasha, let's learn slowly in the fight."

Agent Hawkeye Button's voice rang out in another sounder, saying:

"You are in charge of operations and close combat, and I am in charge of aiming and firing of the weapon system ... As long as the two of us work together, this robot should be able to show enough destructive power. ”

At this point, Agent Patton paused, saying:

"Who would have thought that the shredded database would be so badly damaged, and now we can't control it remotely."

"Just think of... A video game that is played in real time. ”

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