Chapter 1450 - 472: All Trump Cards Revealed (Part 2)

Chapter 1450: Chapter 472: All Trump Cards Revealed (Part 2)

It’s not that they are particularly brave or reckless, but because someone behind them is pointing a gun at them, forcing them to rush forward into danger.

Such a powerful wandering AI represents tremendous interests. If its source code can be obtained, the creation of a malicious god for one’s own company is just around the corner, and it might even yield large amounts of important data hidden within the old network or other companies.

However, the price is that people constantly have terrifying images forced upon them when approaching its data core.

Occasionally, someone would stop, their face showing surprise, joy, or fear, emitting strange cries.

"Quack! I don’t want a hug!"

"Eek! Get your dirty hands off me! Damn it! I’m going to kill you all!"

"Wuwuwu, today, my hands shake, today, my heart aches..."

"Bring it on quickly, I’m already impatient, Pressureness!"

Those with weak willpower will have their thoughts collapse instantly, followed by infinite errors and crashes in the recursive algorithm of the data entity, becoming gradually twisted and homoized by the magnetic field, and ultimately assimilated into a part of the dark malicious god.

The invasion by these external data entities didn’t attract much attention from the players; the hacker players simply didn’t have the energy to deal with them, leaving it to the self-defense module of the malicious god program to fight back.

The hacker players’ focus was on those space-based weapon satellites, seeking to breach and analyze the data core, hoping to rewrite its program and take it away from the Europeans.

There is still a possibility that the Europeans have set up an independent self-destruct program on the satellites, but it’s better than nothing.

If they can succeed in capturing one and fire off a shot, it’s a tremendous gain.

If they get killed, they get killed; after all, a virtual machine can be written off without even waiting for a respawn time, profit without investment doesn’t lose anything.

The chaos in reality is even more pronounced due to the impact of the cyber warfare.

Many satellites suddenly become silent, shoot wildly, change trajectory, or even dangerously overload and explode.

European Space Agency members are pounding their chests in anguish, desperately ordering private investigations into which company caused this mess.

And on the Cuban battlefield, players who were running in panic from the satellite attacks are now laughing, as the frequency of satellite attacks suddenly decreased, relieving much of their pressure.

Previously under chaotic commands from Family Joy, players were divided into small teams, engaging in skirmishes with European special forces, using chaos to counter chaos to avoid being wiped out by electromagnetic cannons.

With no satellite weapon suppression, players who dared not show themselves suddenly all rushed out.

For those special forces, it suddenly felt like countless enemies appeared from all directions, making it seem that although the numbers on both sides were about the same, the players appeared to be several times more numerous, ensuring that no matter which direction they attempted to break through, they would encounter a batch of enemies.

Battle conditions instantly reached a fever pitch.

The command center promptly received the news of hackers successfully disabling the European space-based satellite array, and began attempting to rewrite the satellite control program, though without Lin Miao and Black Wall’s assistance, the hacker players had to simultaneously analyze, crack, and attempt to construct their control program, resulting in a less-than-fast speed.

In the end, even if successful, there might only be one chance to launch, before the Europeans forcefully activate the self-destruct program and take it away in one fell swoop.

Despite being busy due to battles everywhere, the command center personnel still took time for a small discussion, preparing to formulate the next attack plan.

Tactical Pig, engaged in close-range firefights while advancing on the frontline, shouted in the channel as he fired at the distant enemies.

"European satellite array is down, now is the time for us to counterattack. I suggest we directly attack into Havana, completely destroy their defenses, encircle and annihilate this batch of the army..."

In the midst of firing, he suddenly bled from his mouth and nose, covering his head with one hand while cursing.

"Damn, it’s that infrasound weapon again, quickly find the sound source and take it out!"

Wildman also has artillery fire all around, clearly not far from the frontline, probably observing closely from that hilltop.

"Counterattack is fine, but our attention should be on that coastal warship. Without taking care of it, we can’t possibly complete the blockade of the European Army."

Commander-in-Chief responded.

"Why not first reach the shoreline and find that ship? But our missiles might not bring it down; we’ve already tested them before, even with the warhead changed to metallic hydrogen, it’s still impossible to cause significant damage under the enemy’s force field defense."

"Should we recall the Bola?"

"But what about Hood?"

The group agreed on a counterattack but argued over whether to first eliminate the army or search the coast for the enemy ship.

So they all threw the problem to Family Joy, hoping this major player would offer a solution.

Family Joy sorted through the intelligence in hand.

"Wildman is right. That enemy ship is a target we must eliminate, but all we have that can cause damage is the electromagnetic cannon on the Bola."

"But we can’t recall the Bola; strategic decisions should never be changed on impulse. Once a decision is made, it should not be easily altered."

After a brief thought, he quickly made a decision.

"Maintain the current position; inform all units to hold on to those land forces and don’t expose our strategic intentions towards that warship."

"Hmm?"