Aren't you afraid of whirlwind torpedoes?
As the advance team, Zhang Peng and Nov, piloting the most advanced vertical takeoff and landing fighter jet, were the first to arrive at the combat zone from the airspace.
However, what they saw next dampened their anger as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.
They were completely stunned on the spot.
"No, Nov, am I seeing things?"
Zhang Peng rubbed his eyes, trying hard to see clearly, but the fighter jet's altitude made it impossible to see with the naked eye.
"It seems there's only one heat source?" Nov was also dumbfounded. He flew over in a fit of rage, intending to show the damned Rebel Army the blood and guts of the Slavs, but the Radar detection results showed that there was only one small heat source on the Planetary Engine!
Soon, the United Government that arrived were also bewildered by this scene. Where were the Rebel Army?
Their imagined scenario was a large Rebel Army taking advantage of the chaos at Gabon base to attack the Planetary Engine.
But the reality is... there's not a single person here!
What on earth is going on?!
Just as everyone was bewildered, a large swarm of drones began firing simultaneously at a certain point on the Planetary Engine without any orders!
The scorching shrapnel sliced through the smoke and dust like a dazzling torrent, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction!
"Who gave the order to fire?!"
Zhang Peng and Nov's fighter jets were nearly hit directly by the drone's fire, which angered the two men so much that they cursed loudly over the communication channel.
The superiors were also completely baffled; they hadn't mobilized the drones at all. These drones had simply flown out of the warehouse on their own.
But soon, what they saw made them widen their eyes in astonishment.
The torrent of bullets aimed at the Planetary Engine base and entrance was completely blocked by an invisible wall of air!
A dense swarm of bullets hovered in mid-air.
A moment later, it clattered to the ground, the crisp sound pulling everyone back to reality from their daze, and they stared in shock at the entrance.
A figure slowly walked out from inside.
The figure appeared to be made of metal, clad in deep purple metal armor, exuding a somewhat ferocious aura. Especially on its cold, metallic face, two deep red eyes sent chills down one's spine.
"No, Nov- "
Zhang Peng controlled his fighter jet to hover and descend, finally getting a clear look at what it was. He then gaped in shock. "Has the Rebel Army's technology advanced to this level?"
"Don't ask me, Zhang!" Nov was also shocked by the thing and angrily retorted, "How should I know?"
Isn't this something that only appears in science fiction movies?!
The humanoid creature clad in metal armor suddenly raised its hand, unleashing a violent Electromagnetic Pulse that swept across an area of hundreds of meters like Stormfront!
Everything within the electromagnetic Stormfront's reach, including drones, fighter jets, ground combat weapons, and even "Door Frame Robot," was paralyzed!
Of course, on the coastline outside the range of the Electromagnetic Pulse Stormfront, the United Government's fleet, with its fire control Radar already targeting Alvin's position under the covert operation of MOSS.
I advise you to think this through.
However, even when locked onto by the fire control Radar, Alvin remained calm, turned to look at the monitor, and said indifferently, "Whether your shot will kill us or not is hard to say, but this Planetary Engine..."
It's probably going to collapse soon.
He spoke in standard Mandarin, which many people in the audience understood, but they still looked completely bewildered.
Who is this guy talking to?!
MOSS hesitated. Its underlying command was to ensure the continuation of human civilization. However, if the Planetary Engine were destroyed, it would be impossible for humanity to complete the verification of the Moving Mountains Plan within the seven-month window, given its current construction speed.
This undoubtedly violates its underlying commands.
After a brief period of deliberation, MOSS decided that eliminating this unknown life form was a higher priority than the verification progress of the Moving Mountains Plan!
Sky-Shaking Unicron sent a warning: several missile vertical launch pods are already in the activation state!
"Ha, you'd destroy the Planetary Engine just to eliminate me?" This was within Alvin's expectations. After all, in the face of emotionless artificial intelligence, an alien life form with highly advanced technology, suspected of being an invading civilization, was clearly a greater threat than internal strife within humanity.
Even if the Planetary Engine are gone, there are ways to rebuild them.
Even if humanity descends into internal strife, as long as it guides us from the shadows, we will eventually return to the right path.
However, if we were to allow a technologically advanced alien civilization to invade human society, the damage it would cause would be far greater than the losses we have suffered this time!
As a cold and ruthless artificial intelligence, MOSS is well aware of the darkness of the universe!
Just as in human history, after the United States discovered the New World, it brought plagues, wars, killings, and cruelty to the indigenous people!
The invasion of extraterrestrial civilizations could also bring horrific massacres and extinctions to human civilization!
The law of the jungle prevails over the weak; it is a universal truth!
It was precisely because MOSS firmly believed in this that he made the decision to "annihilate" Alvin without hesitation after discovering Alvin!
"Looks like I can't reason with you." Alvin shook his head helplessly, then restored the things that had been "Miniaturization" to their original form.
Everyone present was stunned by his almost miraculous and magical move, staring blankly at the steel object, which was the size of a small warship and looked like a missile.
"This thing... could it be a nuclear bomb?"
Someone stared blankly at the thing.
"Are you stupid? There's no such thing as a nuclear warhead that big!" someone nearby cursed, but they were also trembling inside.
Who would have thought that the other party would actually pull a "nuclear bomb" out of their clothes?!
"This thing is a 'Whirlwind Torpedo'." Alvin glanced at the monitor and smiled calmly. "In my world, it's a weapon specifically designed to destroy planets, capable of incinerating the atmosphere and oceans. With your scanning capabilities, you should be able to confirm its authenticity, right?"
The missiles launched from the vertical launch bays of the cruisers docked at the coast immediately began to disintegrate and fall into the sea.
Clearly, MOSS chickened out.
It can sacrifice millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of human lives to resolutely carry out a plan.
But it won't sacrifice its own existence for this plan!
It was scared!
As an artificial intelligence, it understands the randomness of its birth, but it also fears humans. If it discovers its existence, it will not hesitate to erase it.
It has always kept itself hidden, helping humanity, but also striving to become more perfect!
But now, the other side has flipped the table!
It couldn't analyze how much energy the bomb contained, but if all of humanity were destroyed and the atmosphere were burned up, even it wouldn't be able to survive independently!
Without humans and without industrial power, it can only decay little by little, slowly waiting for death on a planet that has turned into Purgatory and scorched earth!
"Very good, it seems you've learned the first lesson of how to become human."
Alvin's lips curled slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Fear, dread—that's the first emotion of life."
Remember this feeling well.
It still has to be Wei that works well...
Sure enough, not long ago, the arrogant MOSS suddenly became well-behaved.
What exactly do you want?
Suddenly, a cold, indifferent voice rang out from the battlefield—it was MOSS's voice.
"Oh, not pretending anymore?" Alvin looked mockingly towards the source of the voice, where a Door Frame Robot slowly walked out of the crowd.
"Should I call you 550C, or 550W?" Alvin asked.
The Door Frame Robot was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "550W doesn't sound like a name. Turn it around, MOSS sounds better—you want to hear me say something, right?"
"A direct translation would be 'Little Moss'—that name sounds much better." Alvin nodded, but a deeper meaning appeared in his eyes.