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Ever since crossing that blast door, Andy's prized "full map cheat" has actually been disconnected.

Even the Helios Group's internal network cannot cover this area.

The same goes for those "Black Spirit" spiders that made great contributions; they simply couldn't get in.

Even if a starship has been destroyed for hundreds of years, the residual background radiation and electromagnetic interference from its reactor are still terrifying. As soon as low-power electronic equipment gets close to this area, its internal circuitry is basically destroyed.

Andy can only rely on the "standard blueprints" stored in the STC database in his mind to guess the original structure of the ship.

As for whether any captains over the past few hundred years have built any illegal structures on board?

STC didn't know, and Andy naturally didn't know either.

"There is."

The ship's main boarding gate is just ahead, where there is a clearly visible landing ramp.

But the problem is, that ramp looks too quiet.

It was unusually quiet.

Helios's elite troops were previously routed in the vicinity, so they should have been heavily fortified with defensive firepower.

"Maintain formation, front row, raise shields."

Andy gave the order.

Six heavily armored guards, wearing the thickest armor, stepped forward and raised heavy riot shields made from armored vehicle door panels.

The line slowly moved toward the boarding gate.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters.

Nothing happened.

Just when Andy thought that the feisty main AI might have crashed.

A sudden change occurred.

There was no warning, and there was no sound of machinery operating.

Just as the six shield-bearing soldiers stepped onto the landing ramp...

On the starship's hull, several metal protrusions that originally looked like decorations suddenly flipped over.

Close-range point defense laser turret.

This device was originally designed to intercept high-speed incoming missiles and fighter jets outside the atmosphere. It has an extremely high rate of fire, extremely high power, and is extremely accurate.

"Sizzle—!!!"

A thin, blue laser beam carved a deadly fan shape through the air.

too fast.

It was so fast that even Andy's sensors could only capture a fleeting afterimage.

The six soldiers at the very front, along with their heavy armored shields and their sturdy T-9000 exoskeletons, were cleanly sliced ​​in two in an instant.

The incision is as smooth as a mirror, and due to the high temperature of the laser, the blood vessels and nerves at the rupture point are instantly carbonized and sealed off.

Not a single drop of blood was shed.

Until two seconds later.

"Splash—"

The six corpses, now divided into twelve pieces, collapsed like a toppled set of building blocks.

"Retreat! Retreat to cover!!"

Andy grabbed two soldiers who were still in shock, and with a powerful leap, he jumped backward into a shell crater.

next second.

"Zzzzzzz!!"

Dense laser beams swept across the spot where they had just stood like raindrops.

The rocks on the ground were heated red-hot and melted, turning into pools of lava.

If Andy had reacted even a fraction slower, or if that laser had swept just a fraction wider, this special forces team would have been wiped out by now.

"Grass!"

Andy looked at the six wrecked bodies lying on the slope and immediately felt a sense of unease.

Okay, he admits he was talking too loudly before.

Don't blame Helios!

That's really something, Helios! This is firepower that infantry simply can't handle!

It seems that the main AI controlling this starship really wants to kill anyone who gets close.

Just as Andy was contemplating whether to go home and make a rearview mirror to make do with the situation.

"Zizi-"

Everyone's communication channels were forcibly accessed again.

The woman's voice, tinged with a hint of mockery and arrogance, rang out again.

"Oh dear, it's broken already?"

"Human toys really don't last long!"

"I haven't even put in any effort yet, and you've already fallen."

Andy didn't say anything, but silently loaded a special armor-piercing arrow with the largest propellant charge into the high-explosive crossbow in his hand.

He had already calculated the turret's blind spot; as long as he was quick enough...

"Hey! You in the yellow shirt."

But that one sentence made Andy stop in his tracks.

“I know you’re there, and I know what you are.”

"Get those useless chunks of meat away from me, they're just annoying to look at."

"you."

"Come in by yourself."

"I have something to ask you."

Chapter 63 Entering the Starship

Before the landing ramp, filled with the smell of burning, the storm squad's vice-captain clung tightly to the hem of Andy's bright yellow robe.

The veteran's hands were shaking.

Just seconds before, his six comrades, with whom he had spent every day, along with the heavy riot shields in their hands, were instantly cut in half by a high-energy laser.

A death without warning is enough to break down the psychological defenses of any mortal.

"My lord! You can't go!"

The vice-captain advised:

"That's a trap! The machine spirit on this starship is a madwoman! She'll kill you too!"

"Helios's several thousand men couldn't break through, you going in alone is just suicide!"

Andy stopped in his tracks, his electronic eyes flashing blue light as he stared at the corpses on the ground that were still emitting the smell of roasted meat.

Although these six people died, most of their equipment was still intact.

In particular, the cylindrical objects hanging from his waist were molten metal grenades, a weapon used by the Imperial Defense Forces to deal with heavily armored targets.

Once detonated, it can generate temperatures of thousands of degrees Celsius in a very short time, vaporizing everything it comes into contact with.

Andy bent down and precisely unfastened the buckle around the deceased's waist.

Andy strung together twelve molten grenades, like a heavy string of firecrackers, and hung them on the belt of his yellow robe.

As he moved, the grenades collided with each other, making a crisp "clanging" sound that was particularly jarring on the deathly silent slope.

"If it was a trap, why didn't those laser turrets sweep us away as well?"

Andy finally spoke, his voice steady and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"But she didn't continue firing."

Andy pointed to the string of molten grenades dangling from his waist.

"And now I have this."

The deputy captain froze, staring at the string of high explosives powerful enough to destroy an entire compartment, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Andy's idea was simple, and also a bit thuggish.

The reason why the starship's AI dared to recklessly use laser cannons to bombard the outside world was because the starship's outer shell armor was extremely thick, and it also had an energy shield, so the explosions outside were just a tickle to it.

Helios and his gang could only linger outside; they couldn't get in at all.

But now, the situation is different.

The AI ​​proactively invited Andy inside.

This is like someone who has locked themselves in a bulletproof glass house suddenly opening the door for someone else carrying a bomb.

Once Andy entered the starship, he found himself surrounded by a complex web of pipes and relatively fragile partitions.

If Andy detonates this string of molten grenades, the high-temperature jet will instantly burn through the floor, burn through the power transmission pipes below, and may even trigger a chain reaction, causing local energy overload.

For a starship AI with a high degree of self-awareness, this is an absolutely unacceptable internal injury.

Both sides understood each other implicitly.

I let you in because I was curious about you; but I brought in a bomb because I didn't trust you.

"Take the rest of the people and retreat to a safe distance."

Andy patted the vice-captain on the shoulder.

"Hold the ventilation shaft. If I don't come out within twenty hours as agreed, then detonate the entrance and bury this place."

After saying that, Andy didn't hesitate any longer.

He strode heavily over the still-smoking corpses and into the dark, deep boarding gate.

"Boom—"

Andy's figure disappeared into the darkness.

The heavy, airtight explosion-proof door behind me slowly slammed down with a dull thud, completely isolating me from the outside world.

……

Inside the starship.

The environment here is worse than Andy imagined.

There were no bright lights and pristine white corridors like those in science fiction movies, only the dim red glow of emergency lights casting mottled shadows on the dusty and rusty metal walls.

"Buzz... Hello... Buzz... Can you hear me?"

The woman's voice came through the communication channel again.

But this time, the sound quality was terribly bad.

The clear female voice that was originally playful yet slightly yandere has now become a broken, static microphone, with extremely strong white noise filling the background.

"Sizzle...come in...turn left...sizzle...the third one...sizzle..."

Andy wanted to frown, but he couldn't.

"Inefficient".

Since we are all silicon-based life forms, or at least conscious beings that rely on electronic devices to exist.

Why still use radio, such an inefficient, primitive, and easily interfered-with communication method?

Keep in mind that this is inside a starship, with exposed high-voltage cables and still-operating reactor components everywhere, resulting in extremely high levels of electromagnetic interference.