Just how strong is Chapter 38?
The string of pearls in the night is only beautiful from afar; up close, it's just a row of pale white lights illuminating the broken concrete wall and the pile of dead insects at its base.
It's almost 5 a.m., and there are still many busy men and women inside and outside the wall, either wearing protective suits to extract insect oil, clean up insect corpses, or repair the defensive wall.
Judging from the tired looks on their faces, they must have been working all night.
This small town is considered a border town. The soldiers in the town are civilians, and the civilians are soldiers. Even teenagers who are still in school could probably pick up a gun and shoot insects.
The convoy verified their identities at a makeshift checkpoint and drove into town, receiving relieved smiles and small cheers along the way.
The armored vehicle had no windows, so Qi An didn't see them. But after getting out of the vehicle, she saw the expectant yet somewhat doubtful look on the local guard captain's face and felt the weight of this responsibility.
There was no time for pleasantries. The Eastern Fallen Insect team was approaching the ambush point. Qi An and the others followed the local garrison, running and walking, and entered the state-owned cotton mill.
The combined workshop of this cotton mill is extremely impressive, covering an area of over a thousand square meters!
But they simply passed through the factory, walked past the silent machines, and entered the small electrical distribution room at the back of the factory.
The main unit of the remote purification device is extremely power-consuming. This time, it needs to connect to a total of 500 terminals. For safety reasons, the main unit is directly installed in the power distribution room of this large factory.
The room wasn't big; a row of a dozen or so electrical distribution cabinets and a central control panel took up half the space. Several purification unit main units and an information processing main unit were crammed around the perimeter, leaving Qi An and the other purification engineers with just enough space to sit down without kicking each other's butts.
The harsh and shabby working environment is quite different from the lofty and majestic purification tower I had imagined.
When Wen Yan saw it, he could hardly believe it. This cramped little house, these heavy machines, and these girls huddled together could really provide a solid enough protective umbrella for hundreds of soldiers.
He was unsure whether to frown or raise his eyebrows, but Commander Ren's long eyebrows furrowed deeply.
However, Chen Huaizhi, the technical director of the "White Pagoda," went inside and touched the place, then smiled and said, "This place is quite nice."
High power supply efficiency, stable voltage, and concealed and safe circuit breaker – isn't that good?
Qi An and the others went inside after the machine completed its self-check, without paying any attention to the environment.
On the central host is a neural signal access device. The top and sides of the crown-shaped device also have neural fiber protruding, which are even more delicate and dazzling, like a smaller, more exquisite and mysterious "crown".
This is not the same equipment worn by the five people in the last test. The moment this equipment appeared, several purification specialists exclaimed in surprise.
Xu Hui, who was on the outermost layer, stared wide-eyed!
Qi An paused briefly in front of the flower crown, but only for two seconds, before picking it up and placing it on her head.
This petite woman seemed to brush away her pale and frail appearance with a single wave of her sleeve.
She was dressed in battle attire, but it seemed as if she had a pair of large sleeves. When she sat cross-legged in the middle of the room, people could hear the sound of her sleeves fluttering!
Qi An sat down, turned on the equipment, and said coldly amidst the roar of the machine:
"The top floor of the 'White Tower' is in place. Nerve signal access confirmed. Purifiers on the second floor, please take your positions."
This unusually cold and deep voice seemed to possess a magical power. Qi An's gaze swept over them, causing the second-level purifiers who had been selected to participate in the test to subconsciously tighten their scalps. They all immediately responded and entered the room to take their positions.
Lin Jiaran was the first to rush into the room, put on the equipment, and confirm the resonance.
When she looked back at Qi An, it was as if stars were jumping out of her eyes!
Including Qi An, only 7 purifiers participated in this test.
Qi An had originally requested six people, and Wei Maochun almost spat out his water when he heard that number!
Although she really wanted to see if Qi An could reach the exaggerated level of purifying 500 people with 6 people, she still added Lin Jia Ran, who had a strength value of 10, and brought twice the number of roaming substitute purifiers in case of accidents.
The substitute purifiers all retreated and exited the door. Wen Yan and the others, who were somewhat stunned, also retreated far away.
The six people on the second floor all had their soft caps lit up. Qi An said calmly, "All the purifiers on the second floor have connected to the resonance and started the first round of interconnection testing."
The six purifiers, each with varying enhancement values, almost simultaneously revealed relaxed smiles, which ended with Qi An's announcement: "Connection successful, test complete."
Then came the second round of interconnectivity testing.
The soldiers, who were tensely setting up their defenses at the ambush point, suddenly felt a sense of clarity in their minds and bodies!
Almost everyone paused for a moment, looked at each other, and realized that it was probably the effect of the remote resonance!
Everyone, including those who didn't take the additional mission seriously at all, tightened their helmet caps and straightened them more!
Energy transmission was normal, and the equipment was operating without error. Qi An turned on the specially equipped large screen in front of him.
The tracking drone, the reconnaissance drone footage over the ambush site and the town were all simultaneously displayed on the screen, occupying the left side of the screen.
The dynamic map is displayed separately in the top frame, while the equipment information, combat orders, and soldier contamination data prompts for local and support units occupy one strip on the right side of the screen, and there is also a center frame.
The command dialog box is squeezed into the only remaining empty space at the bottom of the screen.
The entire interface was so densely packed with information that it was outrageous! Even Commander Ren was stunned when he glanced at it.
But his daze was premature. Qi An still felt the interface wasn't complex enough and demanded that he synchronize the detailed plan for the ambush operation, the equipment numbers of the 200 soldiers participating in the ambush operation, and the detailed information of the soldiers with the corresponding numbers.
It was also suggested that the technicians at "White Tower" add a whiteboard so that operators could freely move, group, and color the numbers on the whiteboard.
Each interconnected terminal device has a number, and each number represents a soldier.
Qi An naturally needed to know whether the teams executing different combat orders were numbered 1 to 100 or 300 to 500, in order to determine who to purify.
However, how about synchronizing the identity information for each ID? And a grouping function?
Some people were confused, while others immediately understood her intention.
But there was no time to explain further, and the ambush operation at the front began.
At 5:40 a.m., the sky was beginning to lighten, and the light was a heavy, murky blue.
The massive horde of Fallen Insects came into view through the sniper scope. The ambush squad leader whispered, "All units, prepare..."
In the cramped electrical substation, Qi An stared at two reconnaissance screens and issued orders to the second-floor purifiers: "Number 1, connect to terminals 25-32; Number 2, connect to terminals 1-10; Number 3..."
The fallen insect corps is about to enter the sniping and artillery range.
Countless eyes were fixed on the thin line of gray light in the hazy morning glow, and countless other eyes were fixed on the purification data displayed on the screen inside the small house!
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