Chapter 753: Ghost spider (on)

This night was cold and cloudless.
The fast-moving engine lit up the darkness with a flash of light, and the giant missile compartment on its beetle-like carapace continuously fired a screaming rocket toward the north in the footsteps of bad intentions.
According to previous conversations on the communication channel, Jackson finally saw through the enemy's tactics.
The large battle against the fortress on the west side was a feint, the purpose of which was to lead the troops away from the more fragile Mihir Peak.
This is really a rough and stupid strategy, a trick played by a three-year-old kid. This is the sternness of General Ushkin who has carefully considered the offensive on the west side.
This is why ghost spiders wait here for their arrival.
Titan dragged his heavy body a few steps in the sunset, and then turned back to the side of the cliff toward the foot of the mountain, just like a standing sentry against the wall.
The original design of the ghost spider was actually to fight in complex terrain. For this reason, its lower body became a spider-like arthropod shape, and at the same time abandoned the over-the-horizon long-range main weapon and replaced it with a more adaptable middle distance. Weapon Matrix, while its fire control system is in all five
The best of the old Titans,
He has ordered a quarter-hour shutdown.
Transmith is an old guy by any human standards, 68% of his body is biochemical parts, and the remaining flesh and blood have also undergone a lot of grafting transformation.
To date, he has been coherently linked to the ghost spider's consciousness pulse unit for 42 cycles, and the temple's historical record of the highest length has been only fifty-three years.
Unlike most people think, operating Titan requires extremely rich knowledge and long training. All formal Titan drivers are not young. Only wanderers can let a young man come because of the high degree of automation control.
For another sixteen years, he has been attacking the grumpy former captain.
It was really a long life, but it was equally fulfilling. The only thing that Transmire was afraid of was the eventual disappearance of his independent personality.
He can endure the gradual loss and replacement of the flesh.
Regardless of maintaining physiological function, under the erosion of time, the shrinkage of muscles and bones is an inevitable result.
But almost no captain would be afraid of this slow and decaying future.
Compared with the footsteps that make the earthquake tremble, the sight of up to a thousand kilometers, the power to smash the city in a single thought, the loss of regional athletic ability or the muscle atrophy of one hand. What is regrettable? ?
No, what the captains really fear is the loss of personality, they know this moment will come.
This is a dark secret that belongs only to the upper floors of the temple.
The monkey version of AI involved at the beginning actually has huge defects. This kind of defect will cause the captains to gradually integrate their brain activities into the main brain when they are mentally connected with the Titan. This is a kind of reason that cannot be reasonably explained. Phenomenon, although future generations have always wanted to improve, but originally
After that group of engineers died, no one could spy on the secrets of AI manufacturing.
In the early human colonial activities, its production relied on STC templates, which is a fool-like knowledge output system. In short, it can directly turn raw materials into finished products, and users hardly need to know any knowledge.
Humans are relying on such equipment to colonize the Xinghai, but it also turns knowledge into something that does not need to be deliberately recorded. Only those idle high-ranking people will be keen to "learn". The civilians only need to exchange services for industrial products. can.
And the consequences of this model are undoubtedly exposed in the long night. The entire human knowledge system collapsed. Without the STC, even the chair could not be made. All the natural science knowledge became blank-because the civilians did not Need to learn those who can survive
Not bad.
In the past, such a very advanced technology as AI, no one can spy on the truth after the death of the first generation of Templars.
The fear of the captains of the Titans came from this.
With the gradual decline of the flesh, their consciousness will be further combined with the complex matrix, and the personality will disappear again.
Transmire has begun to fight against this ruthless fall by trying to find his own sense of being human.
He tried to establish interpersonal relationships with the logistics staff and captain colleagues, calling them by name, trying to understand their material needs and physiological limits.
He talks directly to them whenever possible, using his own voice to communicate. He strives to ensure that communication takes place as a human being rather than making himself like a commanding machine.
He struggled to maintain his personality, although he did not have much difference from a powerless floating brain, it was because he was too busy.
A burst of darkness had already begun, and he quietly devoured the outer part of his consciousness. During these two years, Transmire's superficial personality seemed to be corroded.
He hated the invading dark shadow, he didn't want to get lost in it, he didn't want to die like this, or at least let him go to the end in the name of Transmi.
He knew what the picture looked like.
Transmi had witnessed the last moment of the old captain, whispering insanely in his cockpit until he was finally forcibly disconnected.
At this moment, he had the urge to open the cockpit to experience the taste of the evening breeze.
But the rules of the battlefield do not allow this. The temple cannot afford any captain's sudden departure. They are gods in steel, but once they leave the Titans, they are just a group of fragile old men.
Transmi can feel the satisfying laughter of the huge automatic loader, the hot and high pressure of the plasma reactor, and the residual temperature left by the firing of the laser gun.
He sighed when the missile launcher opened the baffle like opening his eyes, and he could also feel the disturbed emotions of Dimegier~EbookFREE.me~ Maybe he should tell the truth after the battle, Tell DiMegier your fears.
But he, who is also the captain, will understand this worry, or will it further deepen his anxiety?
"Sir, there is a new signal."
The investigation team attached to him sent a message.
"The signal shows that there are two goals."
Transmire replied with a disapproving chirp.
"Trouble checking the signal again, sir, it's very cold tonight, it will cause the echoes to gather to show a larger reading than normal, and correct the transmission error."
"Wait... sir! Now you can see three smaller targets, rushing towards here at full speed."
There was a hint of smile on Transmist's face, recalling his past peace of mind, an experience in the mountains against the living creature monster of Trust, and also an ambush at night.
"Separate those tracking signals!"
The raid theory launched by Ok is as full of loopholes as they are clumsy.
Compared to the misguided assumption that people are idiots, the noise theory of any shield in the cold night sky is comparable to the singing of the open area. Transmi can now see all three giant machines directly from the horizon. They are moving forward while spraying white light, in the dark
The blue night light is particularly conspicuous.
In any case, they are doing a lot of damage.
All three aircraft were equipped with bloated multi-barrel missile bays on their backs, and two of them were even equipped with additional weapons in their legs. The combined attack should have razed most of the roadblocks to the ground.
The rockets flew out one after another, projecting fire spears, slamming through the dark path and directly hitting the mountain and the fortress, and the communicator was full of the noise of Oak's roar.
It's time to fight back.