Without an auxiliary computer, for people in the H291 galaxy or other galaxies, even if they are two-headed stars in the heavenly kingdom, I am afraid it will be a big trouble.

This kind of trouble is not just talking, the rough division is roughly from the abacus to the mechanical computer; and then from a mechanical computer to a tube computer; to the kind of automatic sequential control computer that weighs several tons, thousands of relays, dozens of switches, and can calculate ballistic fire meters; Then human civilization, the computers used in the era of information explosion, whether it is 8086 or I7, can be roughly drawn to the first gear; Then there's the auxiliary computer for the H291 galaxy.

As for the technology of the two-headed star and the kryptonian, it is too far away to make a comparison.

The Serpents use something like an auto-sequential computer.

Not to mention the H291 star people who use the habit of assisting the computer, they don't know how to use it, and the human soldiers in the 22nd century may not be able to use this kind of old antique!

This is also the fundamental reason why the space battleships of the Giant Serpent are less protective than those of the H291 galaxy.

Because such computers are indeed safe - there is no danger of a computer riot for the intelligent race, but it is heavy! A warship that can cruise in space requires a huge amount of calculations, so it can only reduce the armor without affecting other combat effects to free up the loading weight for this heavy computer.

Xiao Baoshi laughed and said to the stunned Captain of the Giant Snake Star, "Why do I need this space battleship?" ”

Then he waved his arm.

The impenetrable scales of the energy rifle are like the armor given by the heavens on the planet of Wuyu, but under the attack of the plasma rifle in space, where technology can be used at will, the scales do not bring the Serpent people any sense of security at all.

"Sir, what's next?" Qianzhu looked at the piles of light red broken crystals on the gangway, and asked Xiao Baoshi for instructions.

Xiao Baoshi walked around the instruments on the gangway, and after about ten seconds, he said to Qianzhu, "Go to the flight deck and wait for me." ”

"This ...... None of us can fly a space fighter! ”

Xiao Baoshi began to operate the automatic sequence control computers: "I will, go ahead." ”

Although Qian Zhu didn't understand what Xiao Baoshi was doing, he still obeyed the order, but left two people by Xiao Baoshi's side: "Sir, I'm worried about your physical strength, and you can't support it to the flight deck to join us." ”

Xiao Baoshi held on to the edge of the table and gasped, and nodded helplessly.

He was worried about the counterattack of the other Serpents on the ship.

The gangway is the hub of this space battleship.

As long as the gangway can be controlled, this space battleship is a maze controlled by Xiao Baoshi alone.

He had too many ways to keep the other soldiers on the ship from reaching the bridge.

However, he was so weak that he was afraid that it would be really difficult for him to get to the flight deck on his own.

Xiao Baoshi actually knew very well that as long as he closed his eyelids, he could faint almost immediately.

It's not falling asleep, it's fainting.

And once he faints, these twenty or so innocent stars who have followed him all the way will be finished.

They live in an isolated star, whether they are smart or not, it is basically impossible for them to come into contact with the information of the battleship, and it is impossible for them to escape from this battleship. And on the battleship, there are at least two thousand marines, and they will be pinched to death in the end.

So he can't give up, whether he wants to or not.

Of course, he is a teenager who has to fight on the court until the last second, no matter how different the score is.

Instead of falling, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the auto-sequential computers.

The Spiritual Matrix was overloaded, which was the fundamental reason why he was able to understand these computers.

Blood kept seeping from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

So much so that the young man who was accustomed to life and death in Wuxuan Xing couldn't help but speak: "Sir! You don't have anything to say to us, but you ...... Let's take a break! If any of the Serpent's eggs dare to come, let's just kill them! ”

They said this because through the transparent automatic door, it was already possible to see that several Serpent soldiers rushed to the door several floors and began to slam the door frantically, attacking the door with the weapons in their hands.

Xiao Baoshi shook his head with a wry smile, and the blood droplets fell on the matte white shells of those automatic sequential computers, which were particularly eye-catching.

He continued, not that he didn't believe that these two young men could take out a few giant snake star soldiers.

These young and strong, to put it mildly, are all guys who have killed old people.

The problem is that if they stop, they will have to face thousands of Giant Snake Star soldiers, and no matter how good they are, they will only have a dead end.

Xiao Baoshi pulled out the last button, and then said to the two young men: "Carry me to the flight deck, move quickly." ”

On the flight deck, the transport plane that Xiao Baoshi transferred out just now had stopped there.

He was put in the driver's seat, but he couldn't even buckle his seat belt.

Even a tough guy like Qianzhu couldn't help crying: "Sir! ”

"Are you all together?" Xiao Baoshi gasped and asked with difficulty.

Looking at the thousand pigs who nodded desperately to wipe their tears, Xiao Baoshi said to him, "Help me put on my helmet." ”

When this transport plane, under artillery fire and missiles, shuttled by, and issued a friend or foe identification code, and then landed crookedly on the flight deck of the Sabre-class flagship, the ambulance personnel of the Thousand Cats Organization carried Xiao Baoshi out of the cockpit, and he had already fainted.

No one knows how he drove the transport plane back.

No one knows if he let it land, and it didn't crash.

No one bothered with these questions.

When helping Xiao Baoshi take off his flying helmet and pour blood and blood clots from it, many people cried.

Although they didn't follow Xiao Baoshi to experience those thrilling moments, they were also paying attention to the battlefield.

Almost a few hundred people on the flight deck, not a single one did not weep.

And a thousand pigs and those two dozen survivors.

Without crying, they knelt beside Xiao Baoshi and ripped off their shirts.

Whether it's the Watts, the H291 race, or the Serpents, they all draw their tactical knives and hold them to their throats.

For those who grew up without delusion, this is the most solemn ceremony, the burial.

When a certain leader, or boss, who is truly followed, dies, those truly loyal subordinates often commit suicide and are buried.

It's brutal, but it's also straightforward.

They were waiting for Xiao Baoshi to breathe.

As long as Xiao Baoshi swallows his breath, these people will stab the knife into their necks and leave this world with Xiao Baoshi.

Perhaps, in another world, they will guard him, they will repay him, and they will no longer let him save everyone at the cost of their own lives, but they can't do anything.

Savage habits, savage loyalty.

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