Chapter 450 Touching the Possibilities of the Future
In 1972, in a small port town in Hamburg, Germany.
The gentle sea breeze blows in from outside the window, and white seabirds slide through the low altitude, and there is a faint fragrance of roses in the air.
A Mercedes-Benz car drove along the road and shocked seabirds.
Jimma left her Mercedes-Benz and walked straight into a small gray villa with a bunch of hands.
On the lawn full of cold-resistant grass in Nordic lawns, a children's car parked there, and He Chi was sitting beside him fiddling with a household lawnmower. "Hey, how are you? I'll pick up Xiao Heran." The British girl walked over with a smile. "I'm so sorry, I want you to come alone." He Chi picked up a rag to wipe the oil on his hands, and stood up apologetically. "It's okay, I happened to go and see Mr. Goodrian. He seemed to recover well after falling ill last time."
After saying that, Jima put down the flower in her hand and bent down to tease her. The baby in the car.
"Xiao Heran, do you think of me? I brought a gift to guess what it is?"
The one-year-old child has the same black hair as his father's eyes, and is like most mixed-race children. The same looks very cute.
At this time, he saw the familiar face and smiled and laughed. He stretched out his white little hand and touched it into Jima's pocket, and then took out a small guy - a lady with a mini pistol . "Oh my god, it's not this." Jima took the pistol back in a panic, and then stuffed a small toy in before the baby cried.
The sobs came to an abrupt end, and the child's attention was attracted by the things in his hands.
"Is it still time for me to change my mind now?" Seeing the panicked Jima He Chi joking. "No, you promised me, let He Ran accompany me on the weekend." Then the British girl chuckled and bent down to pick up the baby, carefully putting it in the car, with a special woman on the side responsible for taking care of her.
Before getting on the car, Jima quietly lowered her voice, "He, news comes from Britain that the royal heir is born, he is a girl."
After saying that Jima carefully observed He Chi facial expression. "What a good news, I turned around and said to Margaret, don't continue to go crazy outside, take this opportunity to go back and take a look." He Chi's face was normal, and there was no emotional change at all.
Jima confirmed He Chi's condition again, and after not seeing any flaws, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, we're leaving, come back next Monday, happy anniversary!"
Jima's car left with the baby. He Chi put down the rag in his hand and washed his hands. I went back to the restaurant to sort out the tableware on the table, but I seemed a little absent-minded.
The jingling sounds from the kitchen did not seem to have improved significantly.
But He Chi had no intention of helping.
Even if you spend time together, there are always some experiences that you need to slowly understand after living together. It is not a problem when the other party is embarrassed. This is a little trick that He Chi has mastered recently.
"Are Jima and baby gone?" Christine poked half of her body out of it. "I just left and I will spend the weekend at Swan Castle." He Chi answered. "Oh, wait a moment, dinner will be fine."
It has been about three hours since the dinner was ready.
Kristen put the stew on the table in cotton gloves, then tied her hair up and sat on the other half of the dining table.
Seafood soup with herb lamb chops, vegetable salad, and after-meal dessert are her own recipe for tiramisu.
"Try it." Christine handed He Chi a spoon. "The seasoning is very good, and the taste is getting better and better. The oysters have been stewed a little longer and can be put in the pot a little later." Appropriate suggestions make the praise appear more realistic.
The two of them casually talked about some trivial matters, mostly interesting stories from neighbors. He Chi accidentally remembered a few not-so-funny jokes, and the whole atmosphere was warm and comfortable.
News is being broadcast on TV. "The Munich Olympics are underway, and the security issues of the German Olympic Organizing Committee are questioned again." "Last night, at least nine extremist organizations with weapons sneaked into Berlin through normal channels," said Dr. The entire German security forces did not respond, causing the armed personnel to successfully climb over the fence into the Olympic village. "
"When the militants were preparing to enter the athlete's dormitory, they were suddenly attacked by unidentified people, and then the two sides started a gun battle. The Germans The security forces arrived late 20 minutes later and arrested relevant personnel. However, the other party who exchanged fire mysteriously disappeared. "
"This is the third mysterious armed attack in recent years. , while people were disappointed with the German government, they also developed a strong curiosity about this mysterious armed force..."
Click! The TV's voice was turned down. "You're right again. The Berlin branch mission was completed very well." Christine cut off a piece of lamb chop and said softly. "What was expected." He Chi drank another spoonful of seafood soup without any surprise.
A few minutes later, Christine put down the knife in her hand. "He, do you know? There were many people in the organization who regarded you as a god."
"How could it be, I It’s not those weird guys from the gods and gods ten years ago.” He Chi laughed silently.
"Of course, you won't think so, but there are still many people below who hold this view." Then the French girl pointed to the report on the screen
"We just received the relevant ones here. Information, speculated that someone might be causing trouble in Berlin, but you arranged for someone to squat there a few days ago, and even planned the evacuation passage. This situation is like a prophet in the eyes of the people below." "I won't age, I can often predict the future, and I can also play miracles from time to time..."
"Wait, when did I play miracles?"
< br> "Don't you know? The time under the water ten years ago, everyone felt that there was no other explanation except miracles." Christine raised her fork to remind the other party.
"That time, I felt so amazing."
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Dong! ! ! Dong! ! !
Two electromagnetic torpedoes drove by at high speed, and were eventually dodged by opponents who were also maneuvering at high speed.
The sound cannot be transmitted well underwater, and the explosions have only left traces of fluctuations on the Soviet sonar screen.
"So fast! What is this?!" The commander of the Soviet army stared at the beating signal on the screen in disbelief.
"Voiceprint identification, one of which was confirmed to be the George Washington, the other was not yet clear." "Where are fighting?"
"Yes Yes, commander! "
"Let the torpedo be recharged! Get ready for battle!"
"As for orders, comrade commander, but it may be difficult for us to intervene in this kind of battle at the speed. The speed is too fast, and rash attack may even hurt the other party." The adjutant reminded from the side.
Looking at the changing signals, the commander was silent.
The Soviet nuclear submarine was not born for a long time, and the relevant underwater tactical experience was more focused on the exercise manual. There was no real record in the world before.
The situation in front of him has exceeded his relevant experience. In the commander's perception, underwater submarine warfare is the assassins in the night deceive each other, slow, deceitful, and full of danger.
The two submarines on the opposite side were completely opposite, not hiding themselves at all. They seemed to just put the other party's elimination first and chase each other at high speed.
Although it is impossible to see it with your own eyes, the Soviet technicians could see the huge chaos caused by the war between the two sides from the sonar diagram.
The conclusion is that there is no tactic. To put it in the words of a Soviet technical soldier, "It's like two great white sharks chasing each other."
Two similar submarine signals In the constant pursuit, the signals of torpedo explosions appeared again and again, and the signals of submarines on both sides were even confused and unable to distinguish them.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
And at a certain moment, the chaos suddenly stopped, and the signal on the sonar screen quieted again.
"The battle is over? Who won?" The same question hovered in the Soviet army's mind. "Sir, something seems to be floating up!" The soldier reported loudly with his voice headphones.
"This ship floats up! Other ships are on alert."
"Expel ballast water, the buoyancy gradually increases, the gas cylinder system is started, and you are ready to float up!"
Crash! The Soviet submarine surfaced and flew a group of water birds on the sea.
"Check around! See if there is anything?!" The commander ordered a soldier to open the lid and step on the back of the submarine. "Comrade Commander, look at that!" A sharp-eyed soldier saw some shining things floating on the shimmering water.
Some broken metal pieces and soundproof rubber pieces are printed with letters on a slightly larger board.
USSGeorgeWashington...
At night, the waters near Cuba.
Splashes rolled on the sea, and the figure of the Minerva resurfaced on the sea surface, with obvious scratches on the originally smooth surface.
The ventilation system is turned on, and fresh external air re-enters the cabin.
Inside the submarine, He Chi opened his eyes first. As he saw, the submarine was in a mess, with members scattered everywhere, and some papers and scattered small objects were flying everywhere.
He Chi stood up and found that the people around him were not in danger of their lives. He stood up and looked at the surroundings.
Dadada~~Dadadada~~~
The paper-tray communication machine started working again, and the little spider-robot jumped off the operating table with his hands dancing.
He Chi picked up the paper tape and wrote a short sentence
"I killed it!"
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Minerva Inside the submarine, a special conversation is underway.
"KITT, where is the Washington?" He Chi's question was short and straightforward. "It has been destroyed, and the possibility of target repair is less than 0.5% per thousand." These words are quickly typed on the tape machine.
"You did it?"
"Correct."
"Why bring everyone here?"
"The sealing of the hull is damaged, and it is impossible to continue diving below 100 meters before repair. This is the nearest land and is suitable for concealment."
"When will the Minerva be upgraded?"< br>
"9273 hours, 8 minutes and 37 seconds ago, due to technical needs, AI modified the transformation drawings."
More than a year ago? That means that when Minerva was still in South Africa, KITT had awakened her self-awareness and even left a way out for herself without notifying humans.
This has far exceeded the level of ordinary AI. Perhaps KITT can be called true "intelligence" at this moment.
For some reason, He Chi thought of the α and β in his previous memory.
A man and a machine stood opposite each other, and He Chi extended his right hand to KITT.
KITT first took a step back instinctively, and then relaxed the joints of the body.
He Chi's fingers slowly approached KITT's reset switch, and the little robot stayed in place without resisting.
The man's hand is getting closer and closer...
When both sides were only ten centimeters, He Chi's right hand turned into a clenched fist and shook in front of KITT's eyes.
The little spider raised his head, and He Chi read a similar confusion from his electronic eyes for the first time.
"Come on, let's talk about your fist. Shouldn't you celebrate this time? Or is the rituals between robots different."
The air became quiet, and the side The paper tape machine started to pound - I don't know. "It doesn't matter, I'll get used to it slowly." He Chi stretched out his hand again.
KITT lifted out his forelimbs and carefully put away the tip of the knife, and gently touched He Chi's fingers.
A soft expression appeared on He Chi's face, but dozens of red targets appeared in front of him in the next second.
(This chapter ends)