Chapter 80 Divine Assistance

When Tan Fuhou uttered a string of curses, the base fell silent for a moment once again.

The first to react were the staff of the base's information department, especially the cybersecurity department.

"Damn it!" With a low curse from the supervisor, all the employees who were leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window rushed back to their workstations.

Team leaders and senior employees with high privileges typically have two or three security warning pop-ups that appeared a few minutes ago on their computers.

The pop-up messages are mostly warnings about abnormal traffic.

Today is maintenance day for the broadband channel between the satellite base and the main base. The firewall is partially shut down and the security protocol is running at low power, but there are still so many alerts, which shows how abnormal the abnormal traffic is!

If someone is indeed attacking the main base's internal network, then this attack doesn't take any covert measures into account; it's a genuine, brute-force breach!

All the employees looked a little pale, especially the supervisor.

The first warning appeared 5 minutes ago, but no one in the room noticed it.

Everyone in the room, including him, was watching the commotion from the window!

He was a little better off; the other few young people in the office were red-faced and shouting "Kill it!" until their voices were hoarse!

There was another one, who seemed a bit odd, holding a civilian-grade monocular telescope, chuckling and muttering:

"That 'Ash Priest' was pretty cool! Holy crap, even cooler after being damaged in battle! Where's the laser cannon? Let's fire another one!"

At this moment, the somewhat abnormal, skinny engineer was slapped hard on the back of the head by his panicked supervisor.

"You're the one in charge of guarding the third passage! You're half responsible for this!"

The consequence of taking half the responsibility for this is likely to be becoming a test subject in the most dangerous biological experiments—certain death is inevitable!

Reports of abnormalities are popping up everywhere, and emergency calls are coming in one after another!

"The secondary enhancement drug research and development laboratory suddenly sounded a level one leak alarm! The door to the culture room was locked, and the virus strain culture chambers all automatically started their inactivation programs!"

"Aaaaaah! Holy crap!! Stop the hell out of here! The research database is being emptied, and half of the indexes have already been deleted! It's a shredding deletion!"

"Cybersecurity! Grant authorization! Grant authorization now! Switch the fire control on the east and south walls to manual operation mode! Quickly! Quickly!"

Everywhere there was a frantic "Hurry!" sentiment, including at the Department of Energy.

The Energy Secretary's voice was filled with terror: "Have the fallen insects also invaded the insect oil refinery? If those dozens of tons of insect oil leak into the base, the base is finished!"

The terror that now permeates the Cyber ​​Security Department's office is far greater than the fear they felt when they saw the Fallen Insects, compared to the helicopter explosion!

At that time, the "Ash Priest" showed no inclination to come here. Subconsciously, they felt safe, and only then did everyone in the room have the leisure to watch the bloody spectacle.

At this moment, the supervisor was filled with regret, and his voice had become hoarse: "Why haven't you frozen the maintenance channels for Satellite 3 yet? Why haven't you revoked those sabotage orders?"

"The authority over the energy subnet has been delegated, the abnormal traffic has been tracked, and the order to open the gates to the insect oil refinery is being revoked."

"But only this part of the operation works, my side is completely frozen!" an engineer said, his voice sharp and trembling.

The supervisor paused for a moment, glanced at the engineer's screen, and immediately understood.

The attack on the research and defense subnets began earlier, and the sabotage orders have now been issued.

The enemy cracked the secret code, and the permission to cut off the satellite base's maintenance channel was temporarily frozen. Taking advantage of the freeze, the enemy flooded the main server of the main base with traffic!

Huge data packets, difficult-to-parse data formats, and various dead commands that trigger looping tasks...

The main server task queue has 9999+...

The supervisor took out his phone, but before he could dial, the phone rang by itself.

The subordinate he had sent to the server room, whose computer had been physically disconnected, cried out, "Boss, the server room door is locked! The guards say there are Fallen Bugs inside!"

Where did this worm come from?!

The supervisor instinctively asked a question, but then immediately realized how chaotic the base had been in the previous half hour.

The fallen insects had been planning this for a long time and were definitely observing nearby. They could have easily taken advantage of the chaos to sneak in!

The flow of data continues, and the data format is becoming increasingly absurd, possibly the infamous "polluted data."

The roar of the exhaust fans in the server room seemed to penetrate through many floors, vibrating right next to the supervisor's ear.

He plopped down in someone's office chair, and in response to the Commander-in-Chief's roar, mumbled a reply:

"The main system is getting increasingly slow; the command response time can't keep up with the rate at which it freezes. Soon we won't even be able to press Enter..."

"Can you even unlock the fire control system?!"

"No way! If your guards can't handle that worm in the server room, I can't authorize it!" the supervisor roared back!

There was a moment of silence over there.

The office fell silent.

But the base was not quiet.

A burst of laughter started from the south wall of the base, drawing out a high-pitched voice that stopped above Dongying.

People looked up... Some didn't even have time to look up, or they changed while they were looking up.

But some people still looked up and saw a figure appear like a shooting star, landing on a large reconnaissance plane, hands on hips and laughing loudly.

The figure had two pairs of large wings, with the main wing having a wingspan of about ten meters, which fluttered prominently in the wind.

Tentacles also extend from between its large wings, but instead of drooping down, they pierce outwards, looking like sharp swords!

Most people couldn't see the creature's shape or face clearly; they only heard the man's laughter.

Of those who didn't immediately undergo the transformation, half of them listened to the laughter, looked up for a few seconds, and then began to transform as well.

The other half was smarter; they immediately stopped their curiosity, screamed, turned around, and ran away as fast as they could!

Their hearts felt like they were being squeezed tightly by a pair of giant hands, leaving them no desire to cheer. The muscles at the corners of their mouths seemed stiff and unable to move!

What cheers? What trial?

Where can humans judge "gods"?

They had previously believed that the gods' mercy was due to their own power.

They really are a bunch of idiots!

Before the bonfire of revelry could even reach its climax, the surrounding area was already frozen solid. The people who were raising their arms and shouting at the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) instantly turned into a swarm of insects.

The Ash Priest, perched high above, peered at Qi An intently, and clicked his tongue twice.