Chapter 510: Operation Codename - Time and Space Worm (2)

"Dut...... Please note that the ship will depart at 13:45 standard time, so please be ready. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info All personnel please note that the formation will leave the port on time at 13:45 standard time, please prepare all personnel" In the worm No. 1 water drop battleship, the voice of artificial intelligence sounded for the second time, and the huge mobile armor on the outside of the starport had already been opened, and this mini fleet of ten water drop warships was ready to leave the port.

Kulenze crossed his hands behind his head and lay straight on the single bed in the lounge, not knowing what to think. As a carrier-based army, before landing on the ground or on an enemy starship, all they can do is sleep, and this feeling of pinning their fate on others is the most challenging thing for people's patience.

There are many people who reacted the same as Kurunze, and the entire formation was 50,000 people, and there were less than 500 people who were really busy at this time. Because this operation is too dangerous, the control of the battleship needs to be carried out with caution. Therefore, the lineup of this operation can be called luxurious, and Chen Peilin has equipped each teardrop-shaped battleship with artificial intelligence. Such a configuration allows each warship to enjoy the treatment of the flagship of the seventh-level integrated fleet.

These AIs will act as the ship's first helmsman as it passes through the black hole barrier, controlling the ship's course and course until the ship is completely out of the danger zone. In this process, even the captain of the ship cannot interfere with the work of human artificial intelligence unless there is a situation in which the artificial intelligence cannot be judged. Previous simulation exercises have accumulated enough data, and in this case, artificial intelligence is more accurate and precise than intelligent life.

Soon after the battleship formation left Starport, it opened the wormhole and began to sail over long distances. Pulled by the Giant Galaxy, it is much faster to sail from the Tadpole Galaxy, where the formation is stationed, to the Giant Galaxy, than to the Tadpole Galaxy. Flying in a wormhole in formation is as fast as stepping on skis and rushing down from the top of a snowy mountain, and there is also a sense of horror that slides into the abyss.

Just two days later, the formation broke out of the wormhole and entered normal space. At this time, the formation was only five light-years away from the Giant Galaxy, and the terrifying evil eyes at the core of the galaxy could be seen clearly through the optical projection even here. After five hours of warp sailing, the formation finally reached the edge of the Giant Galaxy. Ten warships then dispersed and began to search for the best way to enter near the massive atomic cage.

Since the stars inside the Giant Galaxy are moving at a high speed all the time, the resulting effect is that the battleship must grasp the orbits of the stars inside the galaxy and various gravitational fluctuations in real time. Some black holes are not eating, and the influence of the surrounding gravitational waves makes their position on the star chart inconspicuous. If it is ignored, then the battleship will go to a point of no return after entering.

Two hours later, Worm III was the first to move. The battleship slid through the edge of the accretion disk of a black hole on the outskirts of the galaxy, then swerved nimbly, and soon vanished. Soon after, No. 2, No. 6, No. 7, and No. 10 also disappeared. Two hours later, Worm-1 also found the best place to enter, passing between two broken planets that crossed by, and then rushed towards the accretion disk of a black hole.

"Are we rushing towards a black hole?" Henry Sdorf sat in the captain's seat and asked calmly. Even when he saw that the battleship was carrying out a death attack towards the black hole, the vice admiral commander of the sixty-seventh integrated fleet did not panic at all. As a result of this operation, the crew of the 67th Fleet's battleship was drawn to the battleship, and Henry Storf, the commander and flagship captain, also boarded the Vorm 1 Waterdrop.

Henry Sdorf made the same choice as the commander of the 55th Fleet of Vice Admirals, known as the living zombie, and he was the temporary captain of the first ship No. 3 to storm the Giant Galaxy. In addition to the two of them, a combat battalion of the First Regiment of the Pioneer Regiment and a senior think tank of the think tank were also transferred to the operation. It can be said that Chen Peilin has invested enough money for this operation.

"That's right, in fifteen minutes, we'll be passing over the edge of the event horizon of Black Hole 1771, and the ship will use the massive gravitational pull of 1771 to change direction and gain higher acceleration. This flight through the black hole will save the battleship one-hundred-thousandth of its energy," replied the artificial intelligence with the emotion module turned off.

The emotional module will consume a lot of computing power of the artificial intelligence, and in the current situation that a large amount of computing power is required, the artificial intelligence will use every bit of computing power to achieve the maximum chance of survival.

"How high is the failure rate?"

"One in fifty million," the AI replied coldly, and then stopped speaking.

Through optical projection, the people in the command center can clearly see the situation outside the battleship. The starry sky isn't very dark, it's a bit like a scene at dusk on a planet. The light comes from the accretion disks of the Giants 2 and 3 black hole clusters. The two black hole swarms tear apart a large number of stars, and the remnants of the star's hot gas fill almost the entire accretion disk. The red-hot gas emits radiation and light, illuminating the outer perimeter of the Giant's galaxy.

Ten minutes later, though, dusk jumped straight into the wee hours of the morning, and it was dark outside, and nothing could be seen.

"Gravitational fluctuations detected, a huge gravitational source, it's 1771!" Radar Officer reports.

SCP-1771 is an invisible black hole, optically invisible, and can only be detected by detecting gravitational fluctuations. Through the holographic projection, it can be seen that the further you go, the greater the curvature of the space, and the battleship flying on the surface is like riding a roller coaster, fluctuating high and low, and the fluctuations are very violent.

During this time, there was also a terrifying tearing force dragging the hull of the ship, trying to pull the battleship into the horizon of the black hole. However, the ship's artificial intelligence adjusted the space shield of the water drop battleship in time to strengthen the space around the battleship, so that the battleship could safely get rid of the gravitational lock of the black hole and continue to glide along the fixed route quickly and resolutely.

"Look, there's something up ahead, it's a planet!" The radar officer shouted as he pointed to the footage coming back from the detector.

"Where? Pull it out and see? The discovery of the radar officer aroused everyone's curiosity, and they turned around to find out. Anyway, the control of the warship is not in their hands now, and they are like spectators now. Instead of that, it's better to find something to do for yourself.

"That's it," the radar officer called up the detected image. The image is very faint, seen through optical imaging, and due to the influence of SCP-1771, there is not much light that manages to escape, so the image is also very blurry. However, judging from the restored images, it is indeed a planet. The planets are small and irregularly shaped, and appear to have experienced many collisions before arriving here.

"It's not scientific, it's almost close to the horizon of 1771 here, and there can't be a complete star. In fact, when you get here, even a fist-sized stone will be pulled into noodles! Someone shouted a question, followed by more rebuttals, and finally even turned into an argument.

"Don't argue, this is an image, not an entity, the real planet has long been swallowed by 1771. What we see is a three-dimensional projection of the planet before it was swallowed. You see, I turned up the resolution of the detector so that it simulated a projection higher than three dimensions, and I got this picture," the communications officer saw a group of people screaming and stopped everyone.

In this case, it is easy to be confused, people will be blind and confused in a tense situation, in other words, the ability to distinguish between right and wrong will be reduced, and if you can't regain your composure, you may do things that harm the group. This kind of thing often happens to rookies who are on the battlefield for the first time. In this case, the battlefield commander will remind the soldier that if it doesn't work, he will be stunned, and if he can't do it, he will have to be killed directly.

All of them, all experienced staff officers, quickly reflected on their reflections, awkwardly returning to their posts, and immobilizing themselves with the rejection tape, then looking up at the holograms one by one. I saw that on the simulated image, countless identical rocky planets filled the edge of the horizon of 1771. This is like placing a lit candle between two mirrors, and countless images appear in the mirrors.

"It's a projection, a projection left on a level three dimensions above the planet's fall," the communications officer explained to the calmed group.

As he spoke, the image of the planets suddenly disappeared, and then the feeling of pitch black disappeared, and the starry sky gradually lit up like dawn.

"We have successfully crossed 1771, the battleship is flying at sub-light speed, and in two hours it will be flying at high speed over 2219, and then we will encounter 2301, 2522 and fly next to Black Hole Group 1, and finally reach the star cluster inside the galaxy."

"Hu ......" heard the news that the artificial intelligence report had successfully passed 1771, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But when they heard that there was more to come, they were silent like ducks stuck in their necks......

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