Chapter 683: : Ink dreams?
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Science and Technology Library
- Lonely Ant
- 1796 characters
- 2021-01-29 03:44:29
Not far away, Nasa and the team members are celebrating next to the campfire.
The Secretary did not have the joy of victory, and the bonfire beat in his eyes, and it was uncertain.
They successfully won this rare earth mining area without any resistance. In order not to be injured, the person in charge did not even say a word, and cooperated with them to evacuate all the workers in the mining area and let them occupy the mining area.
The responsible person felt that the mining area in his hand was a hot potato, and they wanted to give them when they came over and snatched.
They took the rare earth mines worth more than three billion without any effort.
This situation is very unusual.
And it was his younger brother who went to the mining areas of other marching ant groups and armed with them to act with them.
An armed person may be targeted, and several appear at the same time. It looks like a public anger, and the marching ant group should take no way for them.
He read the news, the marching ant group did not have any tough words, they only care about the casualties of the personnel, in addition to the official negotiations.
Several large mining areas were taken and lost tens of billions. The marching ant group was indifferent. Once the marching ant group dared to face the hard-hitting US sanctions, it is now dead.
The calmer he is, the more uneasy he is, but now he is late, he still listened to his brother's proposal and chose to start with this rare earth mine.
What's the latest news for the marching ant group?
Nass asked the information staff next to him.
No, the marching ant group issued a statement requesting that the people in the mining area be immediately returned to the mining area. We urged our domestic officials to solve the problem as soon as possible.
"superficial."
Take the priest.
In normal times, no one dares to move the mining area of Huaxia.
Now the official is in conflict with several large tribal armed forces, the tribes are active, and the official itself is difficult to protect. Even if the situation is stable, they can get some benefits when they negotiate, because the Chinese are very good at speaking.
It is because of this that he will choose to listen to his brother's words and take risks once.
He is also not sure if the adventure is right, but there is a very bad feeling.
boom……
A muffled sound, Nass saw, a bright light cut through the night, flying toward the smoldering fire.
At this moment, Nass’s face suddenly changed dramatically.
boom! !
The fire that exploded in the explosion covered the cheers of joy.
......
Suomu was hiding in the mountains, and the tablet in his hand returned to the scene, which made him shudder.
This is the horror of war robots.
In front of the war robots, they are as small as chickens and have no resistance. Killed more than 500 people in half an hour and slaughtered one side.
Even if he experienced the rain of bullets, he saw this horrible picture, but he was still cold and could not feel a trace of temperature.
The real killing machine.
He was a little pity to take the company, grabbed something that should not be robbed, and found himself dead, not blaming him.
"General Suomu, what do we do? Do you want to attack now?" Doss next to him, his voice trembled a little. Even if he was indifferent and killed a lot, he had never seen such a one-sided slaughter.
"We are waiting. I heard that this is the idea of a rotten dog. This time they provoked people who should not be provoked."
Dos did not speak, and did not deny this sentence.
"When they finish the clearance, we will pass again." Sumu swallowed and forced to calm down, but the forehead had already appeared cold sweat, and it was crystal clear in the night.
......
There was some panic in Nass, and the battle started now. He did not see a figure of the enemy. The other party seems to have more than a dozen snipers, one shot at a time, let them hide, there is no way to escape the bullets.
More than a dozen snipers in the night?
Totally impossible.
But the other side is like a of death. Every time they shoot and explode, they die at least one person.
The pressure and fear of this death has spread in the ranks.
Nass regrets very much. Is this revenge from marching ants? Or China's revenge? In addition to this, he did not think that other armed forces have this ability.
Hey!
Another shot was fired, and there was no screaming. Another member who was looking at the enemy's position with a night vision device fell in a pool of blood. He just reached out to the head of the window and added a blood hole.
No one dared to extend his head beyond the bunker, and shivered under the cover.
Fear is spreading, every second is a torment.
In half an hour, more than 500 members died, and his team was slaughtered by one side, and it was not even necessary to see the other person alone.
"General, general."
An armed member with a crying voice was particularly harsh in the room. I saw a member crawling over and covering his face with fear. In his hand, he also had a finger-sized bullet. He was just shooting a member. Bullets.
The bullets are very different in construction. They are well versed in firearms and naturally see such bullets.
"General, it is a smart bullet."
boom!
Intelligent bullets, at this moment, the company feels that the brain is bursting open, the whole person is stupid.
They have heard of these bullets, and they have been in contact with the guns. This kind of bullet is almost a hundred.
There are many countries with smart bullets in the world. It is enough to buy equipment for soldiers and ants, but the company is the company.
Marching Ant Group.
Unlimited regrets filled the minds of Nass, but there was no regret. He took the risk and was retaliated. The marching ants group did not intend to give them any chance.
It’s over.
Nassie was desperate in the eyes.
At the same time, the two figures came out of the woods, bright infrared eyes, especially in the dark.
......
Zhong Lei took the night vision telescope, and the explosion of the mine in the distance was mixed with the skylight, and the face was filled with the harmless smile of humans and animals.
His smile made the two players next to him shudder. It’s rare to see this kind of expression by Ray, and every time there is such a smile, there will never be a good thing.
The sound of gunshots and shells was dense and there was no screaming.
Zhong Lei just waited for a quiet moment with a telescope. After a while, the gunshots were weak and gradually subsided.
"It's over, let's go." Zhong Lei put down the telescope and boarded the car to leave.
......
Spaceship... aliens... handcuffs... cages...
despair!
As soon as the time came, the ink girl suddenly opened her eyes, as if she was awakened, the body's machine function had left the dormant state, began to work, looked confused and puzzled, and was somewhat uncertain.
What kind of scene was it?
After ten seconds in bed, the ink girl looked up.
At half past six in the morning, her built-in is the end of the machine to sleep.
From the bed, the ink girl as usual, went into the bathroom and wiped the body and face, and then took out a set of skirts from the closet.
This is the last time she went shopping with Xiao Yu’s sister, she bought the dress herself. Now, the ink girl will not wear a tight-fitting professional dress as usual. It is usually a little leisure.
After combing a little messy hair, the ink girl put on the slippers and left the room, let the nanny robot start preparing breakfast.
The ink girl sat on the sofa herself and picked up a book and looked seriously.
A philosophy book.
When she was alone with Chen Mo, she read the book. This is her hobby.
During the period of learning self-consciousness, sometimes the small fish did not wear the sensor of consciousness. She could not touch the outside world through the feeling of fishing, and read it herself.
After she forms her self-awareness and learns some emotional emotions, she can read it herself, and then use her own consciousness to understand words or images that do not require tactile perception, and think about the emotional content of the words.
Reading helps her self-conscious growth.
Over time, she likes to read, what books to read, philosophy, art, poetry, prose, etc., are some literature books. She can get it through the Internet, but the network information acquisition and the book feel different.
Usually Chen Mo does not go to the lab at home, or when she goes out to swim with her family, she likes to bring a book.
She also gave herself a screen name called ‘Merco’s literary female robot’. Xiaoying’s sister saw the name and laughed at her several times.
......
Xiao Yu was sitting on the bed and looked awkward.
Fortunately, just a dream.
She was scared of a cold sweat by her dream, and she did not dare to think about what happened in her dream.
Chen Mo was still asleep, Xiao Yu looked at the time, did not wake him, then gently went out to wash.
Out of the room, I saw the ink girl sitting on the sofa reading a book.
During the past five years, Xiaoyu returned to the university to study once, so that the ink girl simulated the way of thinking, she also made a deep study.
In the past five years, Xiaoyu has become accustomed.
The ink girl is now very self-conscious, her character is formed, she does not need to teach her emotionally, she will read and paint herself, and she will not use other things except her usual contact experience.
So now, Xiaoyu will occasionally wear a sensory sensor to let the ink girl experience the tactile sensation, but it will not be used often.
"Little fisher sister, I am doing breakfast."
"Well, I am going to do yoga now, do you want to experience it?" Xiao Yu glanced at the kitchen.
"Okay." The ink girl put down the book in her hand and gently nodded. She seemed to think of something. She said, "Small fisher sister, did you sleep wearing a sensor hat last night?"
"No." The small fishing back to the dressing table in the room took out the sensory headband and carefully put it on.
"That's weird."
"What's the matter? What happened last night?"
"I was dreaming last night."
Xiao Yu looked surprised. In the past five years, she first heard the ink girl said that she dreamed, and artificial intelligence consciousness would also dream.
"What did you dream about?"
"Dream that Mergue was taken away by aliens."
Xiao Yu’s surprised look was stiff and turned into incredible.