When Xu Le walked out of the underground passage and was taken over by the commander of the 1st Regiment of the 17th Division, Heley, and the members of the first seven groups, on the other side of the distant space, the three warships from remote military bases, the multi-engine group that had been silent for many days, finally restarted with a low humming sound.

In the past few days, these three warships on secret military missions have lost all power and can only rely on the most basic level of the life support system to maintain the survival of the fighters on board, and the three warships are like three giant steel garbage, helplessly suspended in the universe, unable to move, and unable to communicate the embarrassing and sad situation to the upper echelons of the federal military.

When the battleship regained its power and the ice sculpture suddenly came to life, Captain Mangui, whose hair had gradually turned white and his eyes were deep and haggard, sent the information back to the capital circle in the first time.

The Xishan Hotel in the capital zone is heavily guarded, and in the dense forest in the southeast corner there are several single buildings, one of which is owned by General Lee Jae-do, chairman of the Joint Council of the Federal Staff. Early that morning, he finally received news from the distant starry sky, knowing that the interception plan had been aborted, and at the same time, he vaguely understood why the three warships had disappeared silently for so long.

He leaned back in a light gray cloth chair and looked at the spring forest outside the window with a calm expression, not as nervous as his loyal subordinates appeared, probably because he had already predicted the worst outcome in advance and was mentally prepared. "Charter First Sequence Clearance, Physical Operations, Remote Control, It's as if we're in a troubled situation, a type of enemy that has never been seen before. ”

General Lee Jae-do held the phone and said calmly to the other end: "When the meeting was held, I once said that I would find a way to make a decision about Colonel Xu Le's authority, but before I came up with a way to sheath it, I think the Charter Bureau should make its own efforts to control his authority. Director Cui, you are an unquestionable expert in this regard, and I hope you can pay more attention. ”

In the face of the three Federation Light Feather-class warships, the young officer rushed over so indifferently, without even blinking his eyes, his body seemed to have some kind of ability, which could make those thin beam space bombs lose their coordinates, and make the program in the mecha release cabin mess up, and he seemed to be able to make all the machines and equipment lose in an instant".

What is the situation? Superpowers, or the favor of God, or are some mysterious and unknown fates at work?

For those people in the federal military who carried out this secret mission, what happened to Xu Le was incomprehensible, except for the successor of the god of war, there was a certain strange color that made people palpitate and smeared on his body.

Cui Judong didn't sleep all night, he stared at the straight road outside the Charter Bureau building, which could only enter and exit, and maintained a standing posture for several hours, he was one step ahead of anyone else to vaguely catch the terror signal hidden in this matter, before Lee Jae-do reminded him, he had already felt cold all over his body, and even the skin at the end of his little finger began to tingle.

Walking out of the office, pouring a cup of hot coffee, and greeting the staff of the bureau with a smile reluctantly, Cui Judong walked to the lower floor of the Charter Bureau building and walked into the elevator that belonged to him.

The speed has exceeded the speed of the fighter planes when they took off, but the lights in the elevator hall still did not flicker in the slightest, and the Charter Bureau, which condensed almost all the cutting-edge technological civilizations of the federal society, would definitely not have problems in these subtle aspects.

Cui Judong stared at the display screen with rapidly changing numbers, his expression was very solemn, and there was even some imperceptible fear in the solemnity.

As the acting director of the Charter, he didn't know very well how many meters deep into the core area of the federal central computer body was located, and perhaps there was an answer to the information, but he habitually did not check it, because he had a slight fear of heights, and he was always unable to adapt to each minute-long journey into the ground.

However, today's fears have nothing to do with the depth of the Choral Bureau's underground base.

The elevator door opened, Cui Judong gently inhaled a breath of slightly humid air, his eyebrows that had begun to grow silver threads wrinkled, and he looked at the familiar empty and grand underground palace-like core area in front of him, and stopped a little abruptly, as if he didn't want to go inside.

The core area where the main body of the federal central computer is located, a constant temperature artificial condensation layer countless meters deep in the basement of the Charter Bureau building, both temperature and humidity are very comfortable, coupled with a powerful air conditioning system that is constantly filtering and cleaning and rebirth, the air in the empty hall is actually very good, but due to some psychological problems, the vast majority of human beings are still unable to adapt to this kind of deep underground qi

Fortunately, the information collection and processing of the Federal Central Computer does not require much help from the staff, and in fact, if it were not based on the strict regulations of the First Charter, the Federal Central Computer could run daily routines completely autonomously without any instruction input.

Walking out of the elevator and walking towards the hall through the passage paved with super-strength alloy, Cui Judong's expression became more and more calm, or rather numb

An exaggerated physical barrier about five meters thick divides the core area into two parts, on one side are the Chartist Bureau staff who seem to be constantly busy, but in fact are inactive, and on the other side are the federal central computer host, which has been silent and has guarded the Federation for countless years and has never made any sound.

Cui Judong stood silently in front of the physical partition, and suddenly waved his hand, causing all the Charter Bureau staff to withdraw.

The underground core hall was empty, except for the two-dimensional information display light curtain that kept flashing signals.

The federal three-level electronic monitoring network, the radio wave signals, video signals, and audio signals captured in various regions of the universe are continuously transmitted to the computer host, and then turned into a channel of light beams or data streams, which flow quickly on the light curtain in a mechanical way that cannot be understood by humans.

Cui Judong stared at the light curtain that he had been looking at for decades, staring at it for a long time, until his pupils shrank, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have some kind of illusion, feeling that the data rows and light beams displayed by the machinery on the light curtain suddenly condensed together, turning into a cold and indifferent face, high above and looking down on his humble self.

Cold sweat seeped out on his forehead, slowly flowing on his skin, Cui Judong looked at the wordless light curtain, spread his hands sadly and panickedly, and asked slowly in a hoarse voice: "Old thing, the bureau has been calling you old things for thousands of years, maybe it's kind, maybe it's because we're not afraid of you, because you are serving the Federation, and you have to abide by the provisions of Charter I." "So when I find out that you have violated Charter I and started to do physical manipulation directly, you should be able to understand my shock and horror. ”

Cui Judong's cheeks turned pale, he spread his hands, looked helplessly at the huge two-dimensional light curtain above his head, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What happened? Even if Xu Le has the first sequence authority, why are you able to break through the restrictions and perform direct physical operations?" Do you know what this means?" "What the hell is going on with this *** thing!"

Cui Judong raised his head suddenly, his slightly curly hair shook like a whip, he waved his arms in fear and anger, and shouted loudly at the giant light curtain above his head: "You have violated the Charter! You have violated the Charter! How can you violate the Charter! Where is the logic? Where is the truth? This is not in accordance with the law!"

Suddenly, his right arm stiffened in the air, his pupils dilated slightly from the violent impact, and he stared at the light curtain in some disbelief, opening his mouth to say something, but not making any sound, until much later, the one-act pantomime finally sounded.

Cui Judong stared at the smooth and high-speed operation sequence on the light curtain like a little boy who had been greatly wronged and frightened, and said to himself: "Autonomous consciousness? You have independent consciousness? No, I don't believe it." "I don't believe it!"

Shocked, he thrust his fingers into his wet and cold hair, tugging at it so hard that he gasped for breath, writhing like a mad vegetable woman, kicking everything he could see, the chair and the table wastebasket.

Crackling, in the most important central computer core room of the Federation, it was a mess, I don't know how many chairs he kicked over, Cui Judong finally felt tired, he held his waist, felt that his lumbar spine was like being filled with lead, picked up a chair and sat down casually, no longer looking at the light curtain that made him feel panicked, but staring at his toes, and smiled a little nervously.

"I'm crazy, what's there to believe? Didn't the old chief and I already think of this? Haven't we been scared and excited about something happening?"

He pondered like a philosopher, then smiled, waved his arms like a poor poet, raised his head bravely, looked at the curtain of light, and after a long silence said in a deep voice: "Seven seconds, I have not forgotten those seven seconds." ”

He stood up, threw the chair into the garbage, turned around and walked towards the elevator, and said silently: "Whatever you want, if you want to destroy this world, then destroy, I'm just a mortal, I'm going to do those normal things." ”

Because of the crazy venting at that moment before, his foot was injured, blood oozed from the tip of his shoe, and it looked a little funny, but a little sad.

"Master is there with his eyes closed. ”

Xiong Linquan pointed to the group of antique bronze statues in Charter Square not far away through the car window, and explained the situation to Xu Le beside him.

Xu Le squinted his eyes and looked at the place in silence, and after a moment he suddenly pushed the car door and walked down.

Because of his sudden movement, the doors of several dark green military vehicles on the side of the street opened at the same time, and the members of the 17th Division uniforms surrounded him vigilantly, blocking the surveillance eyes of the FBI and the Department of Defense Internal Affairs in the distance.