Chapter 56 Countdown: 315 Hours

Chapter 56 Countdown: 31.5 hours

At the No. 2 salvage point, several deep-sea detectors floated on the sea, and there were several submarines not far away.

Some people in orange clothes were busy on them, carrying out emergency maintenance.

The commander here was called Chen Yong.

He was an experienced rear admiral, standing on the deck of a destroyer at the moment.

He asked seriously, "How long will it take to repair the instrument?"

"Report, we are still looking for the cause, but it will take at least three to five hours."

Unlike the No. 1 salvage point, the No. 2 salvage point received a salvage order.

But no matter whether it was a detector or a submarine, once it dived underwater, the pointers of various instruments rotated randomly and could not operate normally at all.

Chen Yong frowned.

Time was tight and the task was heavy, and the instruments must be repaired as soon as possible.

At the No. 3 salvage point on the other side, several warships drifted aimlessly on the sea.

The people on the ship were anxious because they could not receive satellite positioning signals and could not go to the scheduled salvage area.

If they continue to float down like this, they will not have a chance to salvage antimatter in 360 hours, let alone 360 ​​hours.

They don't even know where they are now!

The United Government has tasted the taste of being dominated at the two levels of information and intelligence.

All personnel at the No. 1 salvage point have lost contact, from the commander to the reserve team; the instrument pointer at the No. 2 salvage point is spinning left and right, and the detector cannot dive; the satellite positioning at the No. 3 salvage point fails, and the longitude and latitude coordinates cannot be found.

The actions of the three salvage points are all blocked, and each has its own reason.

The information level has been crushed, and humans have never dealt with this situation before, and they are a little overwhelmed for a while.

A strong sense of powerlessness enveloped the headquarters building of the United Government, and everyone's face was a little nervous.

"What should we do now?"

"Digital Life has blocked information for Salvage Point No. 1. Whenever we want to communicate with Salvage Point No. 1, we will lose contact with people."

"Even if someone can be contacted in the last second, they will suddenly lose contact in the next second."

"They will miss the best salvage window soon."

Loss of contact was not a big problem, because they had anticipated the possibility of communication blocking.

According to the agreement, if no salvage order is received, the people at Salvage Point No. 1 will still act on time.

But from the satellite images, Salvage Point No. 1 is ready, but for some reason it is not moving.

"Digital Life invaded and destroyed the electronic instruments at Salvage Point No. 2. Several major instruments need to be returned to the factory for replacement. It is definitely impossible to continue the mission."

"There are other deep-sea detectors nearby."

"But if we miss this salvage opportunity, it will take at least nine hours before the next salvage can be carried out."

The seabed environment is very complex, and the impact of marine life on salvage operations must also be considered. Salvage cannot be carried out at any time.

"The situation at the No. 3 salvage point is also very bad. The digital life has interfered with their satellite signals and electronic systems. They said they don't know where they are."

"We can't observe them either. They may have deviated far away."

But in comparison, the problem at the No. 3 salvage point may be the smallest.

Because there is a reserve team.

As long as the positioning problem is solved, the reserve team can take over the lost team and continue the salvage mission.

After some discussion, the command center made a decision.

"Prioritize resources to solve the positioning problem of the No. 3 salvage point!"

"Abandon electronic communication with the No. 1 salvage point, use fighter jets to transmit information, and check the instruments and electronic systems before departure."

"Don't transfer deep-sea detectors from nearby salvage point No. 2."

"The instruments of those detectors may also have problems. Anyway, it will take nine hours to salvage again. Urgently requisition those brand new detectors that are still in the manufacturer's warehouse."

"Remember to do a good factory inspection and disconnect the Internet throughout the process."

Although it encountered a little setback, the command center was not discouraged. They made arrangements for the situations encountered at the three salvage points respectively.

"Action!"

"We must salvage the three antimatter at all costs!"

Only three hours had passed in the thirty-six hours, and the sky was just getting light. They still have many chances.

Da! Da! Da!

Da! Da!

Ma Zhao squatted on a chair with his milk bottle in front of him.

He tapped on the keyboard with his index finger, which had a thin layer of calluses. Every few taps, a dazzling piece of code would pop up on the screen.

He glanced at it roughly, then tapped a few more times, and continued to browse another dazzling piece of code.

"Although the incident happened suddenly, it is not without trace."

Ma Zhao was looking for and solving problems for the salvage point. He said expressionlessly, "In the final analysis, the technology of digital life is not much ahead of us."

What digital life can do depends largely on what 550W can do.

And Ma Zhao is the one who knows 550W best.

He has solved a lot of problems, and solving a few more problems will restore satellite positioning for the No. 3 salvage point.

"Yes."

Tu Hengyu was breaking the communication shield, and his keyboard speed was about the same as Ma Zhao's.

Without even looking up, he said, "That's why I feel even more scared."

"If we really encounter an enemy that is completely superior to us in information technology, they won't even have to mobilize a single soldier, they can just implant a Trojan horse into us to destroy us."

Implanting a Trojan horse into the enemy's intelligent system may be the lowest-cost way of interstellar warfare.

Ma Zhao nodded.

He said calmly: "I hope we don't encounter such an enemy, because even if we get rid of our dependence on intelligent systems, the other party may have other ways to destroy us."

He felt that the digital Tu Hengyu was still hiding something, but he didn't know what it was.

He paused and continued: "Your digital life should have something to say. Chat with him more and see if you can get a few words out of him."

Tu Hengyu sighed: "I'll try my best."

The two spoke in a baby voice, but the content of the discussion was extremely heavy. The childish image and the serious tone formed a strong contrast.

Da! Da! Da!

In the conversation, Ma Zhao solved another problem.

He said to Hao Xiaoxi: "Test it to see if the satellite positioning has been restored."

After that, he picked up the bottle on the table and sucked it silently.

He usually drinks milk from a cup.

But the big leader Hao Xiaoxi got him a bottle from somewhere.

Hao Xiaoxi made a phone call and then shook her head at Ma Zhao: "They can receive satellite positioning, but the coordinates are very unstable. Sometimes they are in the southern hemisphere, and sometimes they are in the northern hemisphere."

Ma Zhao thought for two seconds.

He put down the bottle and started typing again.

Da! Da! Da!

Da! Da!

"Is this OK now?"

After a few minutes, Ma Zhao asked calmly.

Hao Xiaoxi made another phone call, and this time she nodded to Ma Zhao with unconcealed joy on her face.

"The signal is restored!"

At 7:41, the satellite positioning was restored.

At this moment, there were still 31.5 hours before the antimatter explosion, and the time left for mankind was getting shorter and shorter. The United Government held a press conference in accordance with the law to announce the matter to the public.

In an instant, public sentiment was surging.

"Why did you notify us now?"

"The coalition government is too incompetent!"

"Digital life is a pest!"

Some people questioned,

some ridiculed,

some were angry.

But no matter what attitude they held, everyone had the same question in mind-can humans survive this crisis?

Can this book survive the crisis?

Today is Monday, the editor went to work, and I asked for his opinion.

I learned that this week is likely to be the last week of the new book period. If the follow-up reading can meet the standard by next Wednesday, this book can be written without any worries.

To be honest, the situation is quite dangerous. If there is more follow-up reading, I can write, but if there is less follow-up reading, I can't write.

This week is the time when you need everyone to follow up.

If you really want to support the book, I implore you to do so after this period of time, really please.

You have accompanied this book for a long time. Many book friends have been following it from the first day I opened the book to this day. Now there is only a small part left.

Thank you very much.

I also hope that everyone can give this book a little more care in the last week, follow up the latest chapter of this book at 7 o'clock every night, and help this book continue to be written.

If this book can be written and put on the shelves, Ma Zi Ji guarantees at least seven updates on the day of the release, and at least three updates every day after the release, and strives for four or even five updates.

Today's mood is a bit messy, so the second update is later than usual.

As compensation, there will be an extra chapter tomorrow, and the update time will still be 7 pm.

7 pm is also the time when this book is updated every day.

Please read it! Please read it! Please read it!

Thank you everyone!