In the large conference room of the Civic Center, at 9:30 in the evening, nearly two days have passed since Rosie announced that she had opened her mind.

The conference room occupying half a floor is brightly lit. Through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the dark red wool carpet on the floor. The exquisite decoration is as luxurious as other rooms in the city center. More than a hundred elites in suits and leather shoes are insideBusy.

Some people were stuck in the sofa talking to each other, while more people gathered in the center of the meeting room, next to the suspended trident projection, constantly adjusting the parameters of inputting Poseidon on the main console.Just like that ancient tradition, people offered sacrifices in temples in order to get oracles, they put forward various hypotheses to Poseidon, and artificial intelligence fed them different results.

These elites are tactical experts selected from officials at all levels, although there are only a handful of them who have actually experienced war.All the experienced officers in the city died in the assassination. Except for a few officials drawn from the task force, some of them had never even touched a gun.

But it is undeniable that these people are all familiar with calculations. They have conducted hundreds of assumptions and simulation verifications on the question of "Rosie's true intentions", interpreting Rosie's micro-expressions during speeches frame by frame, analyzing his historical tactics, and finallyRank the resulting answers from most likely to least likely.

Surprisingly, Poseidon gave very low probabilities, none more than 50%, which means that their prediction of Rosie's motivation was not accurate.That leader is like a perfect and false shadow, not only does his micro-expression show no flaws, but he also has no fixed tactical habits, like a shadow puppet cast on the curtain, the side he shows is just the side he wants them to see.

This is an impossible opponent.The elites were calculating, their backs dripping with cold sweat, and the advance from the former main city was so smooth that they didn't realize the horror of Rosie.Thinking about it carefully, he could persist for such a long time with such a disparity in strength, and still retain the power to fight back for the second district, what kind of genius is that person?

"So, we all agree that the 'imitation theory' is the most likely?" Robert walked into the crowd with a glass of brandy, and the elites made way for him.He gently shook the wine with ice to make himself look calm and calm, and looked up at the projection of Poseidon.

Poseidon has already calculated the probabilities corresponding to various hypotheses, and filled them into the floating holographic bubbles.The largest bubble reads "Rosie opened the real brain lock, with a probability of 43%", and the second largest bubble is "Rosie opened the imitation of the brain lock", the probability is only 30%, and the restThese are all piecemeal conjectures with single-digit probabilities.

"Don't you think Rosie is using the genuine one?" asked respectfully one of the elite, who seemed to be the leader of the group of tactical experts.The surname "Holm" is embroidered on the thread.

"I don't believe he will use the real thing." Robert waved his hand to break up the biggest bubble.He hadn't slept for two days and one night, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were heavy, "Only I know what kind of person Rosie is, he can't do this kind of thing, he puts all his effort into acting, just to lure us into the bait."

He took a sip of brandy and used the ice-cold wine to suppress his impetuousness, "If the 'imitation theory' is true, what happened in the second district these days can be explained. The failure of East 5 is not because of Rosie's mistakes.The price he paid to start the plan. We don't have to do anything, just wait one more day, and if we can observe the effect of the imitation product weakening, this conjecture can be confirmed."

"But the adjudicator of East 5 also died in that battle. Do you mean that Rosie sacrificed him on purpose? This doesn't match our understanding of Rosie." The leader Hom hesitated, he would ratherBelieve the number given by Poseidon, "The possibility of the 'fake product theory' being established is only 30%. If Rosie uses the real product, we will lose..."

"Okay." Robert whispered, his fingers tightly clenched the wine glass, and the icy chill penetrated into the bone marrow from the side of the glass.He said word by word, "If Rosie uses a counterfeit and we don't see it, it will be a disastrous failure. This is the last game between Rosie and me. Once the judgment is wrong, there is no road of retrogression to go, Holm, youUnderstand?"

"Yes, mayor." Home hurriedly bowed, expressing his agreement with the mayor.yell

"How is the inspection of the bionic human samples brought back from the front line? Can you tell whether it is affected by the real product or the imitation product?" Robert asked again.

As a tactical expert, Holm was not responsible for the inspection. A man with the appearance of a researcher walked out of the crowd and reported tremblingly: "Mayor, the controlled bionic human samples are still being transported, and we need about one working day to complete the inspection."to complete the inspection."

"Two days have passed!" Robert suddenly drank violently, and threw the wine glass in his hand at the researcher's feet. The loud noise shook everyone's shoulders, and the wine splashed high and splashed on the researcher's clothes, "You said two days ago that the samples were being transported, do you really think we still have a lot of time? Open your eyes and see what the city looks like now, if you keep delaying, the battle will come to the city center!"

The elites showed puzzled expressions. They had been staying in this meeting room for two days. Although they had heard that there was some turmoil in the city, since the start of the war, there have been countless riots every day, which is not news at all.The floor-to-ceiling windows are still quiet, and the night view of the bustling area is brilliant. Even if part of the electricity is cut off, the lights are not as bright as before, but there is no sign of a large-scale rebellion.

However, as Poseidon uploaded images simultaneously on the surface of the window glass, the scenery in front of him began to change, and the scene outside the bustling area appeared.Pieces of slums were engulfed in raging flames. Mobs hid behind houses and fought back at the androids with guns in their hands. The streets were devastated and obstacles were set up from beginning to end. Street fighting took place in every corner outside the bustling area, and people shoutedHead towards the police station.

"This is an organized rebellion, instigated by the Hunter's Guild, with the participation of the citizens. It is led by dozens of A-level hunters. We guess the mastermind behind the scenes is the A+ hunter Laura McGill." Home explained what they saw"All the roads outside the bustling area are blocked. STF is cooperating with Poseidon to suppress the situation. The situation is still under control for the time being, but if the Hunter's Guild decides to be our enemy, things will be difficult."

"The hunter's guild is just a group of grass, and we can help whoever has the best chance of winning." Robert snorted coldly, "I don't want to completely turn against the guild's senior management, then there will be no room for maneuver. I want to pull them back, We still have to win on the front line as soon as possible.”

"So we must get important information as quickly as possible and make correct decisions." Holm said at the right time, glancing at the researcher just now, "The research and development center needs to speed up, we need to know whether these bionics are beingThe real brain lock is under control."

"Okay...okay." The researcher wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Please forgive me, mayor, we also want to draw a conclusion as soon as possible, but the research and development center did not receive the sample, and the person who transported it said that there are many human soldiers stationed at the stationThere was a mutiny, and they killed all the androids in the camp, and took control of the weapons in the garrison. The helicopter that transported the samples tried several times, but couldn't get through their fire, so it was delayed."

"They actually blocked the transportation troops in the main city?" Of course Robert knew about the rebellion of human soldiers, but he never thought that those insects would dare to fight him, so he couldn't help laughing angrily, "Interesting, really interesting, this is usingOur equipment beats us. I didn’t care about this group of bugs at first, I wanted them to fend for themselves... But who made them move things that shouldn’t be moved?"

His eyes suddenly became extremely sinister, as if thick black clouds were rolling across the sky, and he said in a deep voice, "Hom."

"Yes, mayor!" Home put his feet together and gave a standard military salute.

"What are you STF doing?" Robert scolded angrily. "Someone has rebelled under our noses and abused our weapons. When are you going to do it? Are you still waiting for them to defect to Rosie?"

"Sorry, mayor, I'll send someone to do it right away!" Home responded immediately, but asked hesitantly, "Do you mean to send ground troops to destroy them? It's too far to send troops from the main city.There are also controlled bionics nearby, where are the troops going to be dispatched?"

"Use missiles." Robert ordered simply.

"Missiles? But the second district has a complete missile interception system, enough to stop...wait a minute," Holm's eyes suddenly lit up, "No, they don't have enough silos right now! The second district has lost hundreds ofThe old base that was planned meant that the silos that existed in the old base were all destroyed, and their new base only has very few silos, which cannot save those rebel soldiers!"

Robert stepped over the glass residue on the ground, slowly sat down on the largest sofa in the meeting room, and took another glass of wine from the service-oriented bionic man: "Now that you understand, let's do it. I want to know, how about this?"How should I deal with Rosie?"

In the meeting room of the East 1 command center, the top officials of "Shu" gathered around the table.On the left side of the long table sat the officers from the west, on the right was the adjudicator from the east, the seat on east 2 was vacant, and the seat on east 5 was filled by the killer's adjutant.

They are all holographic images connected to this meeting room via the Internet. Since Rosie announced that she had opened her mind, the long online meeting has lasted for almost two days.When there is no emergency, everyone handles the affairs at hand separately, and when important things happen, they quickly gather to discuss, and they never go offline.

But proper rest is necessary. Except for Rosie, everyone left their seats for a short nap, but the leader at the end of the long table never closed his eyes, monitoring the changes in the sand table all the time.

There are a total of 231 garrison points for the army in the main urban area on the sand table, and they are slowly being swallowed up by the green shadow representing the scope of influence of the imitation.Until now, the main urban area has lost more than 50 garrison points, and 20 of these garrison points have been rebelled by human soldiers. The soldiers inside have mastered weapons and communication equipment, and are actively contacting the second district.The blessing of "art".

Rosie agreed to the soldiers' request, allowing them to enter the dungeon through the new base, but they could not carry any weapons.In those garrison points, the fast-moving soldiers have already jumped on the transport vehicles bound for the new base, ready to go.

At this time, the command center suddenly turned on a red light, and the red light of the highest alert swirled across every corner, and the voice of the artificial intelligence Rose came:

"Alarm, the system has detected a missile strike from the direction of the main city. The missile is expected to land in two minutes, and the landing point has been marked on the sand table. The interception system is automatically activated, and the number of silos detected is too small to protect neutral targets. Excuse me.Do you prioritize protecting your own targets?"

"What?" On the edge of the long table, Piper was the first to put down the documents in his hand, stood up and looked at the sand table, "The neutral targets, aren't they the rebellious human soldiers? Robert attacked them so quicklygone?"

"Of course we must give priority to protecting our own side," some of the officers in the west opposite expressed their views anxiously, "The silos in the new base are only barely enough to protect ourselves. If we save the soldiers in the main city, our own base will be destroyed."Bombed flat. Although the soldiers in the base have withdrawn long ago, this deal is still not worth it!"

Despite Rosie's silence rules in the event of an emergency, there was an inevitable explosion in the conference room.This is the normal reaction of ordinary people in the face of a crisis. Even though the table is full of experienced military officers, they still debated in low voice for half a minute before being interrupted by the sound of Parisa knocking on the table.leader.

Only then did the officers realize that Rosie ignored their arguments at all, and after hearing Rose's warning, the man began to give orders without hesitation.The artificial intelligence sensitively distinguished his instructions from the noise in the room, and executed them synchronously. At this moment, the order has come to an end, and it is very clear in the suddenly quiet conference room:

"...11-14, 12-05, 12-17, please take the technicians stationed at the above-mentioned bases to take the nearest elevator back to the dungeon, pay attention to possible shocks and falls, over."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and they looked at each other with hellish eyes.If they heard correctly, what Rosie just reported should be the number of twenty new bases, and he gave up twenty bases...in exchange for the lives of those human soldiers?

It was a priceless decision, and it took Rosie a split second to make it.Those who are more careful will find that what Rosie gave up are all bases with relatively minor strategic locations, insufficient weapons and equipment, and fewer deployed electromagnetic wave generators. He combined these three criteria, and then smoothly reportedThe numbers of these bases are like a sophisticated data processor.

"I'm usually too gentle with you." In the shocked silence, Rosie glanced at the officers who made the noise just now. "The enemy is facing the enemy, what are you arguing about?"

His voice was indifferent, and when his eyes were as cold as ice and snow, the officers all lowered their heads, admitting their mistakes.But they still couldn't restrain their inner curiosity, timidly but not afraid of death, they asked: "But, but leader, why did you abandon the new base and go to save those soldiers who rebelled in the city?"

Rosie laughed happily immediately, and Mingrui's expression was like a gorgeous flower bursting through the snow, shining in front of people's eyes.He held several plastic chess pieces in his hand, the kind commonly used by military school students to play on the sand table. He dug them out from nowhere to play with them, and threw them into the air one after another:

"No reason. I just remembered that when I taught a friend to play sand table deduction, I told him the two necessary conditions for victory, but I forgot to tell him the third condition, that is...When you make a bad decision, you have to take advantage of it like a rattlesnake."

He leaned back on the chair with a chuckle, the chess piece was bounced up with a "snap", and after a few rounds in mid-air, it fell to his fingertips again, "Robert just played a bad move."

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