An Unscientific Mechanic

"Captain, there is something wrong with the new human spacecraft."

"I can also see that those ships are not right. Humans have never used energy weapons on such a large scale, and the design ideas are completely different from the original human warships.

They installed powerful electromagnetic guns and energy cannons on huge turrets instead of on the bow.

The Long Night turned and approached the ship. We are going to attack that ship. "Slowly the captain of the Long Night pointed to the Enterprise. "As long as the largest ship of mankind is sunk, their morale will collapse. When that time comes, they will still be the targets of the slaughter. "

"The state of the ground forces?" Ian was now in front of the holographic commander.

"It is advancing as scheduled. Do you need to send regular troops to land?"

"No, the task of controlling the recovery zone is entrusted to the local troops. We just help them advance the front."

"The enemy flag's flagship is turning. It is suspected to be in close combat with this ship."

"Could it be that the Star Alliance still wants to fight the side battle?... Well, this is what they can do. Recall Dinesha's troops and prepare for the side battle." Ian stood up straight.

"Fighting?"

"According to the information provided by the game, Star Alliance's technology is actually very poor. Cortana can calculate tens of thousands of Star Alliance encryption passwords in one minute.

It just so happened that she was also on this ship, called the Chief Sergeant, and let them do the work they were supposed to do. "

"Huh?" The captain of the Enterprise was a bit at a loss. He didn't pay much attention to the so-called plot setting.

"Operation Red Flag. Look for a Star Alliance flagship, then put all the Spartans that can be assembled into battle, seize the ship, interrogate the high-level officials, and then rush to the opposite home to force peace talks with the opposite."

"...I'm sorry to say that this plan is too straightforward, right?"

"This is the plan that UNSC can think of at that time, and it is most likely to be implemented. The strength gap between the Star Alliance and the UNSC is really too big."

"Then let's see if Sergeant Chief and Cortana can complete the re-enactment of Operation Red Flag with our assistance. Helmsman, change course, position 7, 9, 0. Prepare to take the battle. Call Hell Song The battle group, leave contact with the enemy as soon as possible and return to the Enterprise. The Enterprise will start a battle with the enemy's flagship."

The course of the Enterprise changed, and it headed straight for the 29-kilometer-long CSO-class supercarrier.

"What do they want to do?" Admiral Cole also noticed the movement of Enterprise. "Contacting that ship, I need to know what they want to do."

"Admiral... they want to fight the Star Alliance."

"It's too risky. Their flagship is only half the size of the enemy. In theory, neither firepower nor armor can compare to that ship. Let them not risk it."

"Don't take risks?" Ian received a communication from Admiral Cole while wearing combat armor in the equipment room.

"...Aren't you claiming to be the Chief Executive and Chief Military Officer of the Integrated Ministry?" Admiral Cole looked at his dress and then at the dress opposite. "Are there any deviations in our understanding of the highest officials?"

"There is no deviation, it's just that most of the high-levels of the Integration Department are different from the regular high-levels." Ian loaded the spare magazines and various types of grenades into the equipment box behind him from the desktop. After it is full, install the equipment box into the slot on the back. Pick up the two lightsabers and place them in the equipment slots on both sides of the thighs, and attach the pistol to the magnetic attachment point of the pistol at the waist.

"Different?"

"The United Nations Headquarters has never been a regular organization, and even myself I am just a military attaché from a technical background. Therefore, it is normal for a commander to participate in a gang battle."

Don’t you fear that the highest officer will die and the organization will be over? Or does it mean that you, the highest officer, have a dozen prepared highest officers on standby, just waiting for you to die?

What kind of political system does it have to be amazing to allow the highest officials to go to battle in person?

"Grand Commander, the Hellsong Warband has returned through the teleportation system."

"Very well, let them rest for a while. We are ready to start the battle. Half of the troops are left on standby in the teleportation room. After breaking the opposite shield, they will be directly teleported up to suppress the enemy ship."

"Understood. Instructions are communicated."

"Where is the sergeant?"

"Go to C17 Ganaku with Commander Dinesha, and the kamikaze martyr Tyr Vadamy is the same."

"Kamikaze martyr? Why is he there?"

"He said he would personally correct the behavior of the Star Alliance before making a big mistake."

"Let him go, let Dinessa pay more attention to him, and don't affect the jump to help fight."

"To understanding."

"By the way, can his armor move in a vacuum?"

"...I'm going to ask... his armor can produce energy shields, can survive in a vacuum, but cannot move."

"Arrange two big swords to look after him, don't let him fly away."

"To understanding."

By the way...

Considering that at the beginning of the design, the Enterprise did not actually design a dedicated jump-gang battle preparation cabin, the captain of the Enterprise ordered the clearing of dozens of sideboard gnakus, allowing the soldiers participating in the jump-gang battle to stand by. After the scheduled collision occurs, you can open the gate and jump directly onto the opposite ship.

The remaining secondary guns on the side of the hull will also continue to fire to suppress the sideboard fire of the enemy ship, and explode the opposite armor for the commando to facilitate the troops to penetrate the enemy ship.

"The main gun, keep firing, and reduce the shield of the enemy ship."

"The enemy ship enters the range of the secondary gun."

"The secondary artillery battle started, and the torpedo fired freely."

Two huge ships that should even be mobile fortresses in the UNSC classification gradually approached. Countless beams, cannonballs, and torpedoes shuttled back and forth between the two ships, and then smashed on the front shield of the other side. But most of them can only splash a little ripple on the opponent's shield.

"Helmsman, take the helm with the enlightenment directly mounted. Waiting for the order."

"To understanding."

"The enemy ship is turning, slowing down!"

A large number of spouts on the side of the Long Night were activated, and the huge hull slowly moved laterally, and then slowly decelerated.

"Enemy ship, pass the side of this ship!"

"The largest shield, the largest structural stability position, the largest inertial control device, and the impact of the entire crew! The helmsman, full rudder left! Hit it!"

"To understanding!"

The helmsman opened the nozzle on the right side of the bow and the left side of the stern in turn.

The bow of the Enterprise slammed to the left and slammed into the rear left side of the hull in the long night.

Even with the inertial control device, everyone on the ship was suddenly thrown forward.

"There is a lot of damage to the bow and port side of the ship. Combat robots and internal defense facilities are activated, and the isolation gate is blocked. The security forces on the ship leave to the damage of the hull armor and guard the core compartment of the ship."

"The enemy ship's shields disappeared... and this ship's." In the collision just now, the shields of the two ships were overloaded and extinguished at the same time.

"Master, it's your turn."

"It's a rough operation." Ian, Dinesha, and three hundred swords wearing special power armor stood up from kneeling on the ground. They are now in a gnaku in the middle of the port side of the Enterprise. "Open the armored airlock, let's go in."

In front of Ian and the others, the airlock for the entry and exit of the carrier aircraft opened. Ian released the magnetic lock on the soles of his feet, activated the power armor soles and the propellers behind them, and flew towards the Long Night.

Behind him are three hundred and one members of the Hellsong troupe, a kamikaze martyr, and a Spartan.

"Enterprise account, open the way for me."

"Understood, the quantum torpedo is launched."

A surviving torpedo launcher on the side of the Enterprise launched more than 30 quantum torpedoes.

Then, the continuous explosion tore the armor of the long night, opening more than thirty holes.

"Everyone is scattered, a group of ten people, and the guest group follows me." Dinesha waved her left hand and gave instructions.

"Yes!"

The team members who performed tactical support on the Enterprise number quickly divided everyone into groups of ten according to the usual plan, and re-planned the authority tree, and added a temporary combat group leader authority.

"Prepare to enter." Ian took off the blaster machine gun with the automatic shotgun from behind. The attitude control nozzles on the power armor flickered, and everyone changed from crawling and flying to a standing attitude, pointing their guns at the muzzle of the long night that was about to rush into.

Blue light flashed at the damage of the Long Night in front of Ian, and a stand shield was created at the breach, preventing the outflow of air.

"Enterprise number, request firepower support."

"Understood, please follow the instructions to evade." As soon as the voice fell, the HUD on Ian's helmet indicated that he was blocking the ray axis of his own artillery fire.

The spout slowly pushed Ian away from the ray axis, and the next second when his figure turned green on the HUD, the Enterprise opened fire. The blue positron beam passed Ian's side and exploded the position shield that had blocked the breach.

Thirteen people including Ian burst into the hull of the Long Night from the damage.

Standing upright, the thirteen people looked at the various soldiers of the Star Alliance that surrounded them indifferently.

The air rushed out from the damage, pulling the people inside out like a toilet bowl. Because the Star Alliance soldiers did not have full armor and did not wear magnetic boots inside the ship, they were all pulled out with their teeth and claws. Ian and other thirteen people squatted slightly, propped their right leg on the ground and activated the magnetic boots, firmly attached to the floor, not caring about the Star Alliance soldiers being drawn out of the ship.

After a few seconds, the shield in the damaged area at the back regenerated, and the air returned to normal.

"Sergeant Chief, let Sister C crack..." Ian turned to look at the Chief Sergeant with 117 written on his chest.

"No, I'll tell you how to get to the command center." The Kamikaze martyr took a few steps forward and operated on an undamaged terminal, marking two routes, one to the Temple of the Prophet and the other It leads to the bridge.

"I have already broadcast the location at every intersection of the ship. Your soldiers should be able to understand it." The four chins of the Kamikaze martyr opened and closed together.

"Add a piece of insurance, Sergeant Chief, let Sister C hack the system and see what it can do in a short time."

"Human, you don't trust me." Kamikaze martyrs were not very happy.

"I admit that, I don't like to put my destiny in the hands of others."

"...The crack is over." The chief sergeant connected the data cable to the operation terminal. With the computing power of Cortana's super AI, Cortana was also obviously shocked for a while.

"Cortana, what's the matter?" The sergeant looked down at Cortana's holographic projection.

"...I suspect we are caught in a trap. This spaceship... can basically be regarded as unencrypted."

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning, I have cracked the internal communication code of this ship, and this ship is ours." Cortana called up the hull data and can clearly see the distribution of her own personnel.

The soldiers of the Integration Department represented by the red dots quickly scattered from the damaged area to various places in the ship, sweeping the long night ship.

"Add a password to the system. Use Chinese characters to set the password. Also, send the map to everyone."

"Understand, read the map, sending it." Cortana's avatar nodded. "Has been completed."

"I ask you, is the password we set very simple?" Kamikaze martyrs asked Cortana.

Before the chief sergeant pulled out the chip containing Cortana, Cortana gave the kamikaze martyr a lively glance. Long said, "At this level of encryption, I can figure out tens of thousands in a minute."

"I understand."

What do you understand?

The sergeant glanced strangely at the kamikaze martyr who was thinking.

"Mark the shortest route, let's go." The auxiliary AI in the power armor quickly planned the route. Twelve people turned off the magnetic boots (the kamikaze martyrs didn't have magnetic boots...), and then the 13 people took their customary weapons along. Follow the marked route and rush all the way to the nearest temple of the prophet.

"Da da da..." This is the chief sergeant using the M5A machine gun to shoot the enemies along the way.

"Tweet, twee, twee..." This is Ian carrying a blaster machine gun while running while strafing the enemy~www.novelmtl.com~buzz...boom! "This is the sound of Dinesha waving the sword and telling it to hit the enemy, and after the enemy is directly shredded, the noise generated by the torn metal such as armor is superimposed on each other.

Gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

Neither the Guru nor the Saint Helier could stop the advance of these thirteen people.

"Captain, there is a problem with the ship." A report approaching a scream broke the solemnness in the bridge of the Long Night. No one dared to speak loudly when the captain was very annoyed, unless the consequences were more than being killed by the captain. serious.

That is...everyone has to die.

"There are human forces on the ship rushing in, more than three thousand. They are all demons! (The name of the Star Alliance to Sparta

"All demons? Let the Marines fight!" But the captain found that his men did not act. "What's the use of just looking at me? Go and inform the Marines."

"...We have lost control of the ship."

"What does it mean to lose control?"

The current captain of the Long Night tilted his head to look at the Saint Helier CIC.

On the screen in front of them, a dialog box was displayed with five Chinese characters properly written, "Please enter the password."

But there is no way for them to enter the password.