After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

The nocturnal insects simulated by the mechanical bugs, lie in the daytime and come out at night to attract light and heat, the carapace is extremely hard, and the key point is the black belt-shaped area on the abdomen.

The attack method of this nocturnal insect is very simple. It usually hits the target heavily first, and then pierces the prey with the sharp long chest horns while the prey is dizzy and unstable.

"Although the attack method is single, because they are very powerful, the lethality they cause is not low."

An observer said: "I have read the information that this kind of nocturnal insects is responsible for building nests in the Zerg. Once they swarm, they can change the landscape of an area overnight, break down an entire forest, or turn mountains and hills into pieces. Push it all to the ground."

Active troops have the right to access these Zerg information, so it's not really a secret.

The person next to him nodded, and added in a low voice: "Although it's unlikely... But if there is any Zerg invasion, it is most likely that this kind of Zerg will take the lead."

Decades ago, their galaxy had encountered this situation.

At that time, the detection technology was not as developed as it is now. The nocturnal insects evolved a shell that could shield ordinary radar detection. Hundreds of nocturnal insects acted as the vanguard of the insect swarm, and wiped out an entire mid-level city overnight.

Countless people were still asleep, and before they had time to react, they were buried under the devastated ruins.

The Zerg, which underwent radiation evolution in the universe, possessed all kinds of strange and terrifying abilities, and their combat effectiveness was astonishingly strong.

It was also from then on that ordinary weapons could no longer meet the needs of fighting Zerg, and a combat system with mechas as the core came into being.

"If it's a small-scale swarm, it's not a problem with our number and combat power."

The mecha operator on the side said: "The mechanical bug swarm we encountered before was not very large, only a few dozen."

"The ones we encountered are bigger, there should be hundreds of them." An observer said, "There is also a very large one with three chest horns, it should be the king of insects."

Someone answered: "We also met a bug king, but it only has two chest horns and bright spots on its back."

"We didn't encounter the insect king, but we encountered a particularly large one. There were about a dozen of them. They should have simulated giant mutant individuals."

"We also met over there..."

Everyone was still exchanging information, but the more they talked, the more they couldn't help frowning. After looking at each other for a long time, they gradually fell silent.

...They did not come from the same examination area, they were found one by one by Shi Ji and gathered together.

So the swarms they saw were undoubtedly not the same batch.

This time, more than [-] assessment areas were divided into more than [-] assessment areas, and there were tens to hundreds of swarms of insects in each area. It didn't seem like a lot, but when added together, this number was enough to make people look behind chills.

Not to mention, there are also insect kings and mutant populations with doubled combat power.

"Based on the numbers we've seen."

Wu Ming, the team leader of the military area directly under the alliance who persuaded people earlier, simply memorized the number and calculated on the ground: "The most conservative estimate is that there are thousands of mechanical bugs in this war zone."

Wu Ming threw down the small wooden stick and smoothed out the numbers on the sand: "...and there are thousands of mechanical bugs looking for companions."

Everyone knew what this meant. No one spoke, but their hearts sank uncontrollably.

Different types of Zerg may have different characteristics and abilities, but once a bug swarm is formed, at least one thing is absolutely certain.

They keep coming together.

This tendency to gather in groups stems from their racial instinct and will not be interrupted by any external interference.

"We got something wrong."

One observer whispered, "Last night... we were not a target for them at all."

Those Zerg races were looking for each other, and they had no time to distract their prey before forming a unified bug swarm.

What they thought was an encounter was, at best, an unexpected collision in which the trainees happened to be in the path of the Zerg's migration.

When the mechanical bugs gather on a scale, turning into a real bug swarm... One can imagine the consequences if a single person or team is encountered by them.

The mecha operator who had just been knocked down by Shi Ji was pale, his back was cold from the intense fear, he swallowed hard, and could not utter a word of complaint.

Wu Ming raised his head, just in time to see Shi Ji approaching: "What should we do? Only relying on our strength, it may not be enough to defend against their attacks..."

Shi Ji nodded: "It's not enough."

Shi Ji had just completed the topographic map of the entire theater, turned on the virtual imaging projection of the Dolphin, and pointed to the red dot marked on it: "There are more than two thousand mechanical bugs in the entire area, and there are two bug kings, one of which is It has only grown to the third level."

Wu Ming was a little surprised, he almost thought that Shi Ji had just quietly come over to listen: "How do you know?"

"I took a look on the road." Shi Ji said, "Is it convenient to call everyone over?"

Wu Ming: "..."

He decided to slightly modify this passage, and it became "Trainee No. [-] spent a whole day conducting a comprehensive, detailed, and carpet-like reconnaissance of the entire theater."

After finding out the scale of the Zerg, the chill still lingered in everyone's hearts. When they heard that defensive deployments were to be made, many people hurriedly gathered around the Dolphin.

Shi Ji didn't pass by immediately.

He bypassed the crowd, walked up to the special forces team members who had been attacked, and handed over the wound medicine he had stored.

The faces of the special forces members were all smeared with combat oil paint. It took a careful inspection to find that the special forces member who was attacked was also very young, as if he had just graduated from a military academy.

He squatted on the side of the road, holding his gun, and said in a low voice, "No need."

Shi Ji sat down beside him.

Others gathered around the holographic projection map to discuss, but Shi Ji didn't go over immediately, and thought for a while: "It's my first time playing the Blue Army, and I also feel very sad after letting others out."

The special operator frowned.

He raised his head and looked at Shi Ji in disbelief: "You are only young, you have participated in exercises, and you have been in the Blue Army?"

Shi Ji said, "My captain took me there."

"The captain said that the exercise is not for meritorious service, but for achievement. It is to allow us to adapt to the real battlefield under the virtual casualties."

"The captain also said that if we were soft-hearted and didn't do what the blues should do, the battlefield would do it in a more brutal way."

Shi Ji looked at him seriously: "The casualties on the battlefield are not virtual."

Hearing him say "captain", the young special forces member couldn't help asking, "Is this what your captain said?"

"I made up this sentence myself." Shi Ji said, "The captain's words... are more colloquial."

At that time, Zhuang Yu knocked on the head of S7, and asked his easily soft-hearted subordinates to remember, "If you don't beat them to the ground, they will be beaten to the ground by the Zerg. If you don't scrap their mecha, the Zerg will die." Will take their mecha heads off and kick them as balls."

The young special forces member raised his head and studied him for a long time, seeing that Shi Ji's expression was so serious that he didn't seem to be faking, his face improved a little.

"I need the help of the Special Forces."

Shi Ji asked, "Are you coming?"

The young special forces member nodded, beckoned to the comrades behind him, and took the initiative to walk towards the crowd beside the mecha.

When he came to Shi Ji's side, he stopped and stretched out his hand towards Shi Ji.

Shi Ji was stunned for a moment, realizing that the other party wasn't about to wrestle his wrist, so he tried to reach out and shook his hand.

"My name is Sui Qi." The special forces member said, "I'm 19 years old and just joined the special forces team last month."

"I thought we could set a record... but our team leader said that there used to be a god-level observer who joined the team at the age of 17. With his strength, he could beat our team and play us like a big windmill."

Sui Qi said: "I didn't believe it at all, but after seeing you, I believe it a little bit."

It was the first time Shi Ji heard someone praise him so much, his eyes opened slightly, he was a little embarrassed, and the roots of his ears were red uncomfortably.

Sui Qi tidied up her training clothes, said nothing more, and walked to the side of the holographic topographic map with her teammates.

……

A sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhan Chen put down the freshly baked biscuits. He looked at Shi Ji who was making combat deployment, and happened to be reminded of something: "Team Zhuang sent a message before, asking Shi Ji how to write his military status."

Yu Tang looked up from the fight with the squid: "Can't you just write it?"

"In principle, it is possible." Zhan Chen said, "For the age column, he wants to ask your opinion."

Yu Tang understood Zhuang Yu's meaning and nodded, "You can write 19 years old."

He conveniently exported Shi Ji's body data and stuffed it into the printer beside him: "The stagnant time on Shi Ji's body has been restored."

Zhan Chen slightly raised his eyebrows.

He took a look at the few pieces of printing paper with residual warmth, walked to Yu Tang, and wiped the face of the little mecha who was racing against time to fish and was sprayed with ink all over the face by squid.

"Don't hook too fast." Zhan Chen held his hand, "You have to predict, the squid will swim one-third slower than other fish."

Yu Tang knew about this in principle, but various problems always occurred in actual operation.He leaned back, and simply handed the fishing rod to the person in charge of the mall, who was in charge of commanding: "I want to catch that fire-breathing fish."

Zhan Chen nodded, aimed at the swimming dark cardinalfish, and lowered his hook.

The originally ordinary little fish was startled, its body suddenly became translucent, and it spewed out a cloud of shimmering blue mist.

Zhan Chen took off the fish he caught and put it in Yu Tang's fish basket: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Don't worry, it wasn't stripped out in one go."

Yu Tang shook his head: "Besides, I have a lot of particles now, not far behind him."

Zhan Chen touched the small mech's forehead.

Yu Tang squinted his eyes in comfort, leaned against his arms, and looked up at Shi Ji who was calmly assigning tasks on the light screen.

The time on Shi Ji's body was almost stagnant, because he stayed in the eye of the storm for too long and exchanged too many particles.

He was stripped from the flow of time and left alone in the long 19 years.

And Shi Ji, who was implanted with a program and transformed into a so-called "bionic human", had not undergone any restorative training like Pu Ying after waking up, and was almost a completely blank shell.

After being brought back to the Sheng family, Shi Ji has been under the high pressure of Sheng Tiancheng and the system, repeatedly trying to find the blocked and obliterated self, until now, his missing part has finally been completely completed.

During the time of sharing the sea of ​​consciousness, Yu Tang has stripped out all the particles that were exchanged into the eye of the storm and returned them all to him.

"Find an opportunity to give someone a birthday and they will be 20 years old."

Yu Tang said: "When the task of this book is completed, once we leave, Shi Ji will continue to grow up, and we will continue to do the task well, no one will be delayed."

Yu Tang: "By the way, what is the mission of our book?"

Zhan Chen: "..."

Yu Tang really forgot. In the past, the system reminded him to do tasks, but now he almost took away the back door of the mall, without the pressure of performance, and almost forgot about the task list in this book.

Yu Tang stood up, pulled out the light screen, and flipped through the records: "I remember it was here..."

"The task is to eat biscuits, drink milk, and sleep well."

Zhan Chen turned off the message record for him, and put the fishing rod back into the hands of the little mech: "Fishing, occupying Chuan Bookstore, and exchanging for asteroids."

Yu Tang: "?"

He felt that Senior Zhan seemed to be being led astray by him and little S7.

There must be at least one responsible person in the family. Seeing Zhan Chen get up, Yu Tang was a little worried that he was going to prepare ammunition for the occupation of the Chuan Bookstore: "Senior Zhan?"

"I'm going to get two sunglasses."

Zhan Chen gestured to the light screen: "The one who is going to exchange for asteroids, in order to achieve his small goal, has already collected thirty boxes of flares."

Wu Ming looked at the thirty boxes of flares, and couldn't help asking doubts: "If these things are blown up together...the eyes can be donated, right?"

"You know you're afraid, why don't you quickly put out the cigarette?"

The people on the side also watched nervously: "Be careful, stay away... It's just your black eyes, who wants to donate it?"

Wu Ming shook his hand, and quickly pinched his cigarette: "Are you so embarrassed to say that? You were the ones who pushed him out of the wingman back then!"

"Didn't you say that we have to find a way to kill and not surrender? After being beaten, you can surrender faster than anyone else!"

"It's a matter of adapting to changing circumstances, and a man can bend and stretch."

"Stop stretching it, hurry up and apply it to your face, it will hinder your combat effectiveness..."

……

People from different departments, different ranks, and different identities mixed together, and it was inevitable that they would bicker with each other, but the atmosphere had long since disappeared from the previous tension.

Facing the high pressure of the insect swarm, the previous precautions and barriers were temporarily put aside.

The operator of the Western Military Region put down the last two boxes of flares and walked up to Shi Ji: "That's all... We are mainly mecha divisions, and there are not many observers."

Shi Ji recorded carefully: "Thanks for your hard work."

The operator saluted him and returned to the guard post he was in charge of defending.

Flares are the basic configuration of wingmen, they have no real offensive power, and their only feature is that they are bright.

The medium-caliber flares they are equipped with have a brightness of 50 candela and can last for 30 seconds at a time. Just one or two can completely turn the night within a kilometer into day.

If these flares really explode together, they may not be able to cause much damage, but they will definitely create a world-destroying explosion effect.

Wu Ming carefully poured out the cigarette butts with water. He was so curious that he couldn't help but come back to Shi Ji: "What are we going to use this thing for... Shaking the nocturnal insects, can we take this opportunity to kill one by one?"

"It's also a plan." Shi Ji said, "I will ignite the flares in different directions to interfere with the direction of the Zerg."

Nocturnal insects have phototaxis, even in the overwhelming swarm of insects, they will still be instinctively affected by nature, tending to things that emit light.

When the position of the light source is contrary to the direction of the insect swarm, in theory, it can cause chaos within the insect swarm.

"No, it's too dangerous." Wu Ming couldn't help frowning, "The swarms are really attracted by the flares, what should I do if they all come towards you?"

"You didn't bring a mecha operator with you?"

Wu Ming didn't quite trust the so-called "intelligent AI driving mechs". He glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice, "Just to remind you, don't trust our mechs... I feel like we’re not good enough.”

In the past few years, there have been many sayings that mecha operators are not as good as the next generation.

Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth: "No brains, impulsiveness, impulsiveness, lack of judgment ability... The military region requires to improve the quality of operators every year, but unfortunately we are not up to date, just can't improve."

Shi Ji shook his head.

Wu Ming was stunned: "Isn't it?"

"It's not that the operators are not capable enough." Shi Ji said, "It's that there is something wrong with the selection and training mechanism."

According to the old-fashioned combat system, the training of mecha operators has always been in the direction of individual combat, using a large amount of resources to pile up personal extreme combat power.The selection plan matched with this training system will naturally favor those with stronger individual qualities.

In this kind of screening, all qualities other than individual combat effectiveness are not considered.

The emergence of mechas has indeed raised the limit of human combat power for a period of time.

More and more powerful mechas, more and more powerful mecha operators, power mechas can tear steel beetles more than ten meters away with bare hands, assault mechas can destroy a small swarm of insects alone,

But year after year, the bug swarm is constantly evolving in the battle with humans, and it is becoming more and more terrifying and difficult to resist.

In the face of thousands of out-of-control nocturnal insects, no matter how powerful the mecha is, it can't do anything.

"The core idea of ​​a mecha is to turn a person into a powerful weapon."

Shi Ji said: "It shouldn't be like this."

Wu Ming had never heard of this statement before. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help frowning.

... This statement may not sound good, but it is not wrong at all.

Because talents are selected according to the standards of weapons, those who have stronger combat effectiveness and are more willing to fight with intuition naturally have an advantage in training.

Among those selected in this way, of course, there will also be all-round geniuses who are calm and rational enough, have enough judgment and have an overall perspective.But more people with these qualities were quietly shunted away in their student days, and took the initiative to choose the observer profession that can better utilize these talents.

"Zergs fight by instinct. We shouldn't be like the Zergs, degrading ourselves to only instinct."

Shi Ji: "I haven't thought about this matter clearly, I want to think about it when I get down from the sky."

Wu Ming: "..."

"Are you going up now?"

Wu Ming glanced at the Dolphin which was carrying the flares, and followed Shi Ji for a few quick steps: "Don't tell us what we want? How can we protect you? Is there any cooperative plan..."

He didn't control his voice this time, many people heard it and looked over.

Shi Ji stopped.

He said seriously: "I don't need protection."

It was the first time Wu Ming heard that there were observers who did not need protection, and he was stunned for a moment, looking at Shi Ji who jumped into the wingman's cockpit neatly.

"I have a mecha." Shi Ji said, "The Dolphin and I will protect ourselves, all you have to do is fight."

Shi Ji: "I will observe and evaluate your battles, and according to your fighting habits, try to disperse the swarms and guide them to the most suitable positions for your attacks."

"It could take ten to 15 minutes."

Shi Ji put on the goggles: "It will take a while, I will try my best to shorten this time."

……

The overwhelming buzzing of the insect swarm was already close at hand.

Wu Ming watched the wingman circling and taking off, and couldn't help asking the special forces team members beside him: "It's true that he doesn't look down on us... right?"

"No." The young special forces member whispered, "This kind of fighting method has appeared before."

It was already ten years ago.

Ten years ago, a team used this fighting method to turn the tide and secure a fierce battle.

The main observer of that team has now returned to the special operations team and has become their new leader.

I heard that the deputy observer was as young as hell.

"The wingman of the deputy observer... I have the impression."

Sui Qi whispered, "I've watched his training and battle videos many times."

They are all arrogant geniuses. He didn't believe how strong a 17-year-old observer could be. He was not convinced by the team leader's evaluation for a while, so he looked through many old videos kept by the special forces team.

...Those videos completely changed his perception of observers.

Sui Qi remembered that wingman very clearly.

The wingman that appeared in front of his eyes had undoubtedly been modified and strengthened many times, repainted, replaced with a polymer carbon composite shell, and the weapons were also updated and upgraded.

But when Shi Ji pulled up the joystick and let the silver wingman break through the blood-red burning clouds in the sky, the picture in the video suddenly jumped out of his mind.

"I've seen this wingman in the video." Sui Qi said, "It's called 'Venus'."

Before and after dawn, at dusk, the star firmly on the horizon between the boundary between darkness and skylight.

Sui Qi jumped onto his mecha, he connected to the control cabin, pulled off the goggles and put them on, all weapons were on standby.

Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders, and without wasting any more time, he entered the mecha neatly.

Dazzling flares pierced the dimming sky.

The swarm of insects densely covered half of the sky.

Shi Ji didn't take ten to fifteen minutes.

Shi Ji had already mastered the most accustomed combat style of the operators in just a few minutes of fighting for those mechs who were not convinced by him and were persuaded by him to come back and cooperate together.

Flares were dropped one after another, perfectly disrupting the direction of the bug swarm.

Each war zone that a mech is in charge of will be "assigned" by flares to mechanical bugs that are strong enough to deal with them. Once someone can't hold on, the excess Zerg will be lured away immediately.

A team of special forces members shuttled around to fill in the leaks, and as soon as they found that the situation was tight, they would quickly join the battle.

Shi Ji watched the whole battle situation.

He led the Dolphin to shuttle between the bug swarms, the silver streamlined mecha silently followed Shi Ji, the sharp blades pierced through the abdomen of the mechanical bugs mercilessly, and firmly guarded the mechanical bugs under the dense attack of the bug swarms. its wingman.

……

Such a fierce fighting situation undoubtedly alarmed the abandoned factory that was waiting for the next attack.

Ye Hanfeng raised his head, stepped out of the bunker quickly, and looked at the sky brightly illuminated by the flares.

Many students have already rushed over and gathered at the lookout. The scene in front of them was so shocking that they couldn't speak, and they looked at each other with pale faces.

The dark, overwhelming swarm of insects was locked by an invisible line of defense, constantly struggling to break through.

This time, the mechanical bugs have finished adjusting their appearance. Ye Hanfeng recognized those mechanical bugs, and ordered sharply: "Turn off all lighting equipment, and do not ignite! Turn off the engines of all mechas!"

The students hurriedly followed suit, turned around and dispersed.

Ye Hanfeng clenched the cold sweat in his palms. He was about to check his security when he saw Sheng Yi still standing where he was. He frowned and went over: "Turn off the mech and go back to the bunker!"

"It should be the trainees and special forces of the active army. They are stopping the bug swarm for us. At least we can't put more pressure on them."

Ye Hanfeng urged in a deep voice: "Hurry up—"

Next to them, a student in the preparatory grade summoned up his courage and whispered, "Senior Ye... that wingman seems to be the observer of Senior Sheng."

Ye Hanfeng raised his head abruptly, looking over with the light of the flare.

The distance was too far, enough to blind people temporarily blinded by the strong light that could not follow their position, but it was still enough to illuminate the wingman very clearly.

"Is Senior Sheng's original observer so strong?"

The student didn't know what to say: "This kind of strength should have broken through into the Special Forces. Why have you stayed in the military academy to be an observer for Senior Sheng?"