Chapter 690: King of Trash

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Jane only dazzled her eyes, then showed her face, and said in anguish: "It's much harder than I thought! It needs to use the space-time topology algorithm, Sergey algorithm, Yang-Wells algorithm and Panda programming language. At least I have to multiply the performance of my armored brain by ten times, and then I have to overrun the calculation."
Zheng Feng thought for a while, "Everyone connects the energy transmission device to Punkert, and then connects our brain computing power to Jian's brain through the energy transmission line to form a secondary computing power module."
Matta Nicklaus was surprised when he heard this.
There are too many microscopic termites.
The queen ant has noticed that something is wrong and is making a raging counterattack.
The ant colony in all directions has formed a triple structure.
The innermost one is a colony of soldiers with a larger body than ordinary termites and a more stable physical structure. At this time, the soldier ant colony was spitting out corrosive energy clusters while arching forward.
The second layer is another special worker ant colony that is slightly smaller in size, but has a strong ability to spit out corrosive energy groups. These special worker ants are flying around fast, looking for weak points in the Flying Tigers' defense layer.
The third is a large number of common worker ants. Ordinary worker ants are converging into a huge colony, and according to the same rhythm, they spit out the corrosive energy that can converge into groups from a distance.
"Captain, it's already very difficult now. In this case, our counterattack strength and shield performance will be sharply reduced. Our armored brain will also stagnate. Then we can only hold on for about another twenty seconds."
Zheng Feng nodded, "I know."
Although Mata questioned him, he did not refuse to carry out Zheng Feng's order, and had already transferred the energy of his armor to Punkert at all costs, and then by Punkert to Jane Roland.
With new energy supply and as many as twenty-nine secondary computing power modules, the calculation equations that Jane has just entered here are running dozens of times faster.
With the help of superintelligence, the exhaustive algorithm rushes forward, spitting out hieroglyph after another, which is part of the queen's "backdoor code".
At the same time, other people suddenly felt the pressure increase due to successive loss of energy and brain assistance.
Zheng Feng slapped Edgar next to him, and then told Morrison a little further away: "Now there is no brain to assist in aiming. You two look at the position where I am aiming. I will fight there. What kind of firepower will you use? Just learn something."
After speaking, Zheng Feng backhanded and shot a round of beams of 50 output power to the right.
Before he pulled the trigger, there was still the weak point of the ant colony's impact, but as soon as his ray stream passed, the ant colony near the prescription location happened to spit out large clusters of aggregate and corrosive energy from the side. .
Zheng Feng accurately predicted the behavior of the ant colony, but his 50-power firepower alone was not enough to disperse the corrosive energy.
Fortunately, Edgar finally stopped competing with Zheng Feng, but pulled his brain's reaction speed to the top, and fired a second shot following Zheng Feng.
At this time, Edgar's perfect follower Morrison showed his true talent.
In short, Edgar said he was playing, how could he be sure and ruthless.
The three beams of ray shot from the front and back, just and accurately hedged the corrosive energy, and at the same time caused a series of blasts, blasting the nearby ant colony to pieces.
It's a pity that other people can't do the perfect cooperation of Zheng Feng's trio, so they can only follow their own feelings.
Qin Wu, Li Qingqing, Lev and other players in the first sequence performed better.
The reserve players can only recklessly open fire to the outside world.
After more than ten seconds passed, Jane Roland finally returned a series of codes to Zheng Feng, "Captain, this is it!"
"Okay! The last step!"
Punkert looked at his already red energy conversion module, and said bitterly: "Captain, my armor can't withstand this overload, and it will fall apart in a few seconds!"
At this time, the reserve team and the intelligence team also raised the alarm at the same time.
A colony of ants has broken through the firepower net and pounced on them, consuming the fragile colloidal energy shield on the surface of their armor at an extremely fast speed.
Zheng Feng turned slightly, and caught the power transmission line thrown by Punkert with his back, "If you can't hold it, you have to hold it! Punkert, send me the energy and raise it!"
Hum!
Two seconds later, a very high-power local broadcast was sent from the brain link signal transmitter on the back of Zheng Feng's visor, passing through Zheng Feng's brain in the form of a clustered microwave, and then hitting a few meters ahead, hidden in a metal bump. On the little head of the queen at the bottom of the castle.
"No way! My shoulder armor is broken!"
A member of the reserve team on the flank screamed.
"Mine broke too! My leg! Ah!"
Another member of the intelligence team responsible for cover work behind the side also shouted bad news.
The worst is still a member of the logistics team who continues to send energy to the outside world and has already consumed his armor below the minimum red line.
His energy shield has long since disappeared, and cracks have begun to appear on his visor.
A large swarm of microscopic termites gathered together, shaped like sharp swords, and slammed into the cracks on his visor.
The crack keeps expanding.
The sizzling voice rang in his ears, indicating that the air in the training armor was leaking outward along the cracks.
The blue-black "liquid" is spreading and penetrating along the center of the crack.
As long as there is another second, countless microscopic termites will plunge into his visor and fall on his face.
Although he knew it was a simulation training, this situation still made the guy's creeps and his whole body got goose bumps.
At this moment, the clamor of the crowd suddenly stopped.
The logistics member with a cracked visor stared at the front blankly, the black "liquid" that had been spreading along the crack no longer moved.
A slight popping sound rang in his ears.
He was surprised to find that the black liquid that plunged into the cracks in his visor quickly faded.
He turned on the armored self-checking system with the few remaining energy in the energy battery and scanned it. He was very surprised to find that the micro termites stopped attacking and started to explode, transforming themselves into a transparent visor. The material to restore the function of the visor.
"This……"
He was lost.
He turned his head and looked to the side again.
Surprised more.
Someone was looking at his shoulder in surprise.
Others clutched their calves.
This poor guy, there are only bones left on his calf, and all the flesh is gone.
A large number of microscopic termites were surrounded by the man's lower leg.
But these termites no longer swallowed his body. Instead, they blocked the gaps in the legs of his training armor and pupa gently.
The logistics guy looked at his panel again, and the exhausted battery pack was quickly recovering energy.
The armored self-inspection equipment indicated that there was a large number of microscopic termites approaching at the charging port and spraying energy clusters of pure energy into the charging port.
After one wave of termites spit out the energy mass, they quickly left, and the second wave of termites followed up again, like hard-working porters.
Soon, after the energy recovery passed the lowest red line, the logistics guy could finally connect to the armor of the whole team, and then clicked on the self-check system of the guy with the broken leg next to him, only to find that the micro termites near the leg of the guy with the broken leg already had it. A clear division of labor.
Some termites continue to explode and restore their bodies to various materials. Some termites are busy holding materials from their companions and sticking them to the broken cuts of the protective layer of the training armor's legs.
Continue to return to the team interface, the logistics guy found that UU reading www. uukanshu.com was just a few seconds ago, almost everyone in the team's armor energy was basically exhausted.
At least people over 50 have suffered damage in one way or another, and people over 30 have minor injuries.
Another 10 people were seriously injured, worse than the broken leg guy.
But now, the air leakage from everyone's armor has been stopped, and the wounds on people's bodies have been treated with the healing gel formed by the spontaneous detonation of termites.
And everyone's armor energy index is rapidly recovering.
The vast majority of people lay crookedly in the air, exhausted.
Only the captain floated cross-legged in front of the metal bump where the queen ant was, holding one hand on the bump, and the other hand supporting his own chin, thoughtfully.
"Captain, we are... succeeded?"
Edgar Julian next to him asked cautiously.
Zheng Feng glanced back at him, smiled slightly, and gave him a thumbs up, "Of course, you did well just now."
"Thank you captain for the compliment."
In the next moment, Zheng Feng straightened his body.
Severely wounded people have a five-minute rest period. Although the training armor’s functions are average, it can slowly repair your injuries. As for the others, start with me in one minute. Everyone. , It’s time to let other teams see what is the king of trash guys."
After speaking, Zheng Feng grinned.
But he also has doubts in his heart
At the moment when he successfully took over the thinking of the queen, he found a problem.
This queen ant is not quite right, it seems to be an artificial transformation of human beings.
In addition to the quantum group thinking that comes with space insects, the queen ant seems to have traces of the Grasses and the chaotic thinking of some humans.
It is a fusion, as if it has its own will, but it is so deep that it is difficult to capture.