Chapter 116: One Shot

In impotent rage, the silver mist slowly approached the hydrogen bombs thrown by humans.

Because the Hope was accelerating, the fifty hydrogen bombs thrown out also moved in space at the speed of the time when they were thrown out.

However, the silver mist kept chasing the Hope, so the two were getting closer and closer.

The space was so vast and dark, and the hydrogen bombs dropped by discarding were as difficult to find as floating meteorites.

But the silver mist was worthy of being a consciousness in the professional mining field. When humans thought that one of the fifty hydrogen bombs could hit the target, a mocking sound appeared in the signal receiver.

[Stupid human expedition team, you think that a few hydrogen bombs can hit me, too naive. ]

Fifty hydrogen bombs exploded in space according to the time set by humans, and the bright light instantly illuminated the dark space.

It was like fifty small suns that appeared in vain in the dark night, and the ocean of light instantly overshadowed the red dwarf in the distance.

Because the distance was very close, from the perspective of humans, the light of the explosion of these fifty hydrogen bombs was stronger than the red dwarf in the distance.

In a strong contrast, it was like a red dwarf suddenly dimmed by several degrees.

The explosion of a hydrogen bomb in space is completely different from that in the earth's atmosphere. In space, after the explosion of a hydrogen bomb, only a strong light source like the sun will be formed, and then it will quickly dim, which is somewhat similar to setting off flares at night. Because there is no atmosphere and ground, there will naturally be no mushroom clouds.

Before the explosion of fifty hydrogen bombs, the Hope closed all the visible windows to prevent the personnel inside from being harmed by the strong light.

The strong light concealed the figure of the silver mist, and the staff in Cambridge hurriedly adjusted the detection spectrum in order to find the silver mist from the strong light.

This detection method is very common but very practical, that is, to filter out the high-energy band of the received light.

However, because the rays emitted by the hydrogen bomb explosion are very strong, even if the high-energy band is filtered, the final displayed image is still subject to some interference.

But it is enough for humans to observe the behavior of the silver mist.

In the signal image displayed by the detector, people saw. Before the hydrogen bomb exploded, the silver mist turned to the other side in space and avoided the killing range of the hydrogen bomb.

"I still underestimated Silver Mist." Seeing this situation, Yue Yuan sighed. Just a miner can easily avoid sneak attacks. I really don't know how powerful the third-level civilization warships are.

Yue Yuan remembered that when Silver Mist was pretending to be a "mine patrolman", he said that nano bee swarms are the standard of third-level civilizations. If this is true, doesn't it mean that third-level civilizations have weapons like Silver Mist?

In this case, then the war between third-level civilizations is a battle between nano bee swarms?

Imagine that the entire galaxy is a piece of silver-shining bee swarms. Yue Yuan felt a tingling scalp and couldn't help thinking in his mind: Can this thing really be defended?

This is simply a gray gu storm.

Yue Yuan heard the term gray gu storm from Yi Kai.

According to Yi Kai, it is a thing that appeared in games in the 21st century. In that concept, gray gu storms are generally composed of billions of nano robots. These nano robots are self-replicating micro-machines created by a certain civilization.

It is called one of the natural disasters.

And the silver mist that humans are encountering now is so similar.

Of course, there are some differences, such as the silver mist seems to be smaller in individual.

There is another feature. Yue Yuan noticed that the silver mist consciousness body mentioned 1.7 million warships of various types not long ago. In other words, the silver mist consciousness body is not always floating in the universe in the form of silver mist. It also needs to rely on warships.

I just don’t know if those warships are composed of a group of trillions of nanorobots.

If so, it’s too crazy.

It’s hard to imagine how such a fleet was destroyed. After all, if so, then a piece of nanorobots alone is enough to continue to develop again and become a natural disaster again.

It’s just a third-level civilization that has such crazy combat power. What about the fourth level above? What level of civilization is the spacecraft that destroyed the main body of the silver mist?

Yue Yuan really can’t imagine what kind of existence it is.

Thinking of this, Yue Yuan also thought of a question, that is, if such nanotechnology is the standard of the third-level civilization, then there must be many consciousness bodies like silver mist in the universe. After all, silver mist evolved from the intelligent robots of the Mok Star civilization.

Since the Mok Star Civilization, as a third-level civilization, can create this kind of intelligent consciousness, there is no reason why other third-level civilizations cannot. If so, many third-level civilizations must be destroyed by their own creations like the Mok Star Civilization.

And this intelligent consciousness developed from the intelligent machine crisis must also be like the Silver Mist consciousness, constantly looking for opportunities to strengthen itself. According to this inference, the universe and the stars should be full of natural disasters.

Perhaps this is the truth, otherwise how could humans be so unlucky to come to a random star system and encounter Silver Mist.

Well, of course. Based on the characteristics of this existence, it is not difficult to guess.

The nano-intelligent robot consciousness must be an existence that is opposed to carbon-based life. I don’t know if it has reached the level of the universe’s public enemy as described in science fiction novels.

But no matter what, these have nothing to do with current humans. What humans need to do now is to leave this star system.

As for whether the Silver Mist consciousness will develop interstellar technology with the help of the industrial plant on Ross 154-7, humans don't need to worry about it.

Even if it is developed, humans have to run as far as they can before they are able to destroy it.

While Yue Yuan was thinking about it, the voice of the fire controller sounded in the bridge.

"The angle of the positron cannon has been adjusted, the red and blue laser launchers are ready, the trajectory of the Silver Mist has been calculated, and the estimated trajectory image has been generated."

When shooting at a moving target in space, it is impossible to point the muzzle at the opponent like shooting with a pistol. Instead, it is necessary to consider a series of factors such as distance, target movement direction, prediction of the opponent's next movement direction, laser weapon charging time, and warhead flight time after the weapon is fired.

For example, the Silver Mist with multiple hydrogen bombs is about 3 million kilometers away from the Hope. Even the fastest laser weapon on the Ganymede ship has to wait ten seconds after firing to reach the target.

So before shooting, it is necessary to predict the possible direction of the Silver Mist within these ten seconds. In space battles, as long as they are not close combat, we must consider the various problems caused by distance.

Unless humans master means of attack faster than the speed of light and means of communication faster than light, this problem is inevitable.

Just like humans could only watch Silver Mist run out of the planet, the Hope was too far away from Ross 154-4. The command signal was sent from the Hope, and it took 17 minutes for the equipment there to receive it.

Of course, that was also because humans did not think it was related to Silver Mist at all. After all, the arrangement at that time was aimed at the carbon-based life of the "mining patrolman".

At this time, after the fire control operator finished speaking, various relevant data were displayed on his console. At the same time, an electronic synthesized sound sounded on the bridge of the Hope: "Positron cannon charging 1%, 6%, 13%, 36%, 49%, 79%, 92% charging completed, main gun ready!"

As the fire control system was ready, a beam of light like blood-red lightning whistled out from the cannon at the front of the Callisto ship.

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