Counterfeit Hero

Carrying the silent energy sniper rifle specially made by Milan and imitating the M1 Garand rifle, Tian Xingjian walked slowly deeper into the cave with a night vision goggle.

The cave extends downward at a twenty-five-degree angle. It is empty, straight, and unexpectedly long. Fatty always believed that he had the ability to communicate with darkness, and could always merge with darkness and gain strength and victory from it. However, after walking cautiously for nearly a kilometer, Fatty found that this time, he seemed to be rejected by the darkness.

In the empty and silent cave, Fatty could clearly hear his heartbeat and breathing, which was incompatible with the darkness. And his sixth sense always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him, making him unable to hide.

After walking nearly a hundred meters, a metal gate appeared in front of us.

The fat man took cat-like steps and sneakily tried to get closer to the door to get a better look. However, unexpectedly, the heavy metal door suddenly slid open to both sides, and the bright light from inside scrambled to open the door crack and shone on the fat man's stunned face. Everything is showing.

"Exposed?" The fat man suddenly opened his clothes, revealing the fusion grenades hanging all over his body. He looked at death with a firm gaze, as if anyone who dared to come over would die with him.

Apart from the sound of the metal door opening, there was no movement. Behind the door, what appeared in front of Fatty was a standard hangar. Under the bright lights, several space fighters were parked quietly in the hall. The streamlined fuselage and X-shaped wings made Fatty instantly dumbfounded. .

He knew this kind of fighter plane. Not only he knew it, but almost everyone who had studied ancient history knew it. It was a classic space fighter [Trial Wing] manufactured by the Ancient Chinese Machinery Bureau in 3012 AD. Before the disintegration of the Ball Federation, this standard fighter plane was almost a symbol of the powerful force of the Ball Federation!

Thousands of years have passed, and suddenly such an antique appeared in front of him. Fatty couldn't believe his eyes. Could it be that this is a military museum?

There was no sound in the brightly lit parking hall, which was bright and silent. Each [test wing] was equipped with missiles and was fully armed. There are various marks on their bodies, not the dust and peeling left by the years, but scars. The criss-crossing scars are like ancient warriors who have gone through hundreds of battles on the battlefield, majestic and mighty.

Tian Xingjian stepped into the door cautiously and approached a [Trial Wing] to watch carefully. Several rows of numbers are engraved on the black wings, and on the nose of the aircraft, there is a striking Chinese character - Hua. In the cockpit of the fighter plane is an original antique-level control system. Since it is always in a sealed state, it appears to be much newer than the outer fuselage. On the console, there is a row of Chinese characters identifying the identities of these fighters: Earth Federation Chinese Machinery Manufacturing Bureau.

The fat man secretly said, it is a miracle that there are still such well-preserved antique fighter planes after thousands of years. However, what he didn't understand was why these fighters appeared in this magnetic black hole, and why the door opened automatically as soon as he got close. Is this a relic that still maintains the function of the automatic door, or is it a guarded underground museum?

After walking back and forth around the fighter plane several times, there was still no movement. There was no trace of life in the entire hangar, and there was nothing else except his own footprints on the dusty ground. However, the feeling of being spied on became more and more intense. Looking around all the way, the fat man had just walked to the side door next to the hangar. The door suddenly opened, and a passage appeared in front of the fat man.

"Who?" the fat man shouted sternly, "Come out here!"

The sound echoed in the hangar, making the silence here more and more obvious. The dusty hangar, the two doors that opened automatically, and the intuition of being spied on, everything seemed so weird.

Holding the sniper rifle tightly in his hand, Fatty slowly walked into the passage. At the end of the passage, there was still a door. As soon as the fat man approached, the door opened automatically. After walking through the door, what appeared in front of Fatty was a wide pre-war assembly cabin. An antique projection-type pre-war analyzer was on the wall of the assembly cabin. The electronic interstellar maps on both sides were covered with thick dust and flickered. Literally, looming.

As soon as he saw the pre-war assembly cabin, Fatty immediately understood that he was in an ancient battleship. The cave we came from was the flight channel opened by the warship hidden underground, and the four grooves with metallic luster on the channel were undoubtedly the magnetic acceleration strips of the X-shaped wings of the [Trial Wing] fighter. !

Judging from the equipment and devices in the hangar and pre-war assembly bay, this ship is at least nearly four thousand years old. Since the materials used in the spacecraft are high-strength and corrosion-resistant alloys, even though four thousand years have passed, the place still maintains its original appearance.

Along the way to the crew cabin, power cabin, weapons depot, electronic cabin, control cabin, and command cabin, the automatic sensor door will open whenever it senses someone approaching. The identification system outside the door seems to have become a decoration. At first, Fatty was cautiously wary of traps. After several loud attempts, he became more and more courageous and entered as soon as he saw the door. On this battleship, which was equivalent to two small transport ships, there was nothing but dust and bright lights. , there is no other trace to prove that anyone has been here.

Standing on the bridge in the middle of the command room, looking at the central computer that was still in working condition, Fatty felt something was a little unusual. Computers from four thousand years ago are still working today, and the hatch that usually requires identification is unobstructed all the way. All this is unreasonable!

While he was confused, a green light shot out from the top of the bridge, scanning from the top of the fat man's head to his feet.

"Who? ***, why don't you come out?" The fat man trembled and took off a fusion grenade on his body, turned on the grenade's remote control switch, and placed it in front of the computer in the central console. "If you don't come out, I will blow up this place!"

"Don't explode." A trembling voice in Chinese sounded behind the fat man's head.

The fat man was startled and suddenly turned around, only to see a round head-like thing suspended in mid-air staring at him with big eyes and small eyes.

"Ah!" The two guys let out a shrill scream at the same time. During the cry, the fat man was the first to react, "Bah!" He spat on the thing, and the gun butt that followed him was swung empty.

"Don't fight, don't fight, listen to me!" This thing with two lens-like eyes and a red nose is obviously a flying detection robot. Its whole body is like a flying ball, dodging in the air with great flexibility. , floating far to the ceiling of the command room. .

"What the hell! If you don't come out, I will blow up this place!" the fat man shouted in fluent Chinese. He found that the flying detection robot was trembling a little. It seemed that the person behind the robot was not much braver than himself.

"I'm in front of you!" A short mechanical hand suddenly stretched out from the body of the flight detection robot, wiped the fat man's spit, and said angrily: "Why are you spitting!"

"Are you in front of me? Come here!" The fat man was confused and furious. He shot the ceiling next to the flying detection robot. "I want you to come out as a real person. What's the point of getting a flying probe?"

"Who is the probe? You are the probe!" The flying detection robot was frightened by the shot that passed by, and suddenly went crazy. He stretched out his hand and rushed towards the fat man, "I'll strangle you to death!"

Seeing the fat man raising the sniper rifle again, the flight detection robot suddenly turned in the air and flew away, shouting: "Don't use the gun if you have the ability!"

Staring at the flying robot in front of him that was happily jumping up and down to avoid being targeted by snipers, Fatty had a flash of lightning in his mind and asked tentatively: "Are you a robot?"

"Bullshit!" the flying robot shouted angrily, "What part of me do you think looks like a real person?"

The fat man's mind went blank for a while, and he shouted in disbelief: "Are you the only one here? No one else controls you?"

"Put down the gun first!" The flying robot was still flying up and down like a headless fly. When the fat man put down the gun, it stopped and said, "There is no one else but me."

"Intelligent robot!" Fatty's mind was like a thunderbolt. He stared blankly at the flying detection robot suspended on the ceiling in the distance, its two lens-like eyes moving up and down. He couldn't believe his eyes. .

Robots with complete self-awareness have been pursued by scientists since the day computers appeared. However, the consciousness that humans possess is not only memory, but also includes many other things that cannot be copied. Even if a computer has almost unlimited memory storage space, including smell, color, sound and even tactile perception, and has programs for identification and analysis, it is still just a computer. All of these are nothing more than a forced combination by humans. together.

In science fiction movies, robots have self-awareness, but in reality, it is completely a fantasy.

However, now, this round flying robot is suspended in front of him, using extremely humanized movements to declare to himself that it is a robot with complete self-awareness. It even knows nausea, fear, and anger!

"***, I don't believe it!" The fat man raised his sniper rifle again.

"Oh!" The flying robot actually sighed, and the two cameras drooped, "How do you want to believe it?"

"This..." Fatty didn't know what to say for a moment, so he put down his gun and asked, "Where are the people on this battleship?"

"Have you ever seen a person who lives for more than four thousand years?" The display screen on the mouth of the flying robot used a green laser to show a curled lips. "That's not a human, that's a monster."

"Hey, ***, this robot still knows how to talk back." The fat man was amazed and asked, "Are they all dead?"

The two cameras of the flying robot were flipped to the top of its head, and he said disdainfully: "You can become an immortal without dying?" Seeing that the fat man was about to get angry, the flying robot hurriedly waved two short-handed tricks, "I have a voyage diary in my host computer, you See for yourself, don’t just dance with guns and sticks, it’s been thousands of years, and civilization hasn’t progressed yet?”

The fat man was choked to death. He glared at the robot and turned to look at the central computer on the console. "Is this your host? Is this what you do?"

The flying robot's body turned up and down as a nod.

The fat man took off the grenades on his body and placed one in every corner of the console. He said honestly: "I don't know if blowing up your console will have any impact on you. How about we give it a try first? Civilization has progressed. Now they’re all using fusion grenades as a threat.”

The flying robot didn't expect that the fat man could be so despicable. It was angry and scared at the same time. The laser light drew a wave on its mouth, trembling violently, and suddenly a burst of black smoke came out. It fell to the ground in a somersault, and electric sparks flew everywhere. There was a sizzling sound, and the computer in the center console suddenly blacked out, looking like it was frozen.

"Hey, let's play this trick." The fat man felt happy. This was the first time he saw a robot that could pretend to be dead. He walked towards the door unceremoniously and took out the remote control and said, "Pretend to be dead." Damn it, I will give you a complete gameover today!"

"***, you win!" The flying robot was quite bachelor. Seeing that the fat man had seen through the plan, it immediately turned over and floated up again, saying: "Peaceful coexistence, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, the Chinese will not fight against China people."

"Bah!" Fatty said, "You can be considered a Chinese robot at best."

As he spoke, the captain's voyage diary was displayed on the main screen of the computer, and a series of passwords were automatically entered. This voyage diary file, marked with a 3S top secret, was clicked on.

The diary is very long. From the time when the young captain boarded the battleship to perform his last mission until his death, the voyage diary is tens of millions of words long. Decades of time, in the vast universe, on a lonely planet, are condensed in the diary. Fatty quietly flipped through the diary with key points marked on it. The more he read, the more shocked he became.

The life course of an ancient man from the Earth Federation era four thousand years ago, a top-secret research project, a catastrophic battle, and a legendary escape were unfolded in front of his eyes at such a close distance without any concealment. .