Chapter 226 A
The metal storm that lasted for more than a minute came to an end.
In the holographic projection in front of him, the ferocious-looking asteroid had completely disappeared.
Zhao Zijie, who was sitting in the captain's seat, swallowed again.
"Zero, how is the effect?"
Lu Yongchang's question came from the holographic image on the side.
The next moment, Zero responded in a calm voice: "A total of 50,073 projectiles were fired, 47,596 were hit, and the hit rate was 95.05%."
"In terms of results..."
Speaking of this, Zero's voice paused slightly.
"No asteroid debris larger than 1 meter has been found so far."
"Hiss..." Gao Yang's eyes widened and he gasped.
Not only Gao Yang, but also Lu Yongchang who was at the Mars Spaceport was shocked by this series of data.
Even though the hit rate is only 95.05%, this is a hit rate for hitting high-speed moving objects!
The moment the asteroid disintegrated, I don't know how many large and small debris flew out.
Driven by the explosion of the micro-nuclear bomb, the speed of these debris far exceeded the original flight speed of the asteroid!
With five electromagnetic guns, it is possible to achieve such appalling results...
Lu Yongchang suddenly realized that strong artificial intelligence is completely bug-like in war!
At least, such a result would be impossible for humans or fixed programs to control these five electromagnetic guns!
"...Not bad, the power is not bad."
After a moment of silence, Lu Yongchang suppressed the shock in his heart and said "understatedly".
Hearing this, Zhao Zijie swallowed again.
Is the power okay?
Is this okay? !
Zhao Zijie muttered to himself that if this weapon had been released a few years earlier, mankind would have been unified long ago.
"By the way, Professor Lu, what about the projectiles that didn't hit the target?" Gao Yang on the side seemed to realize something, and suddenly asked, "Don't you need to deal with it?"
"Handle it? How do you think we should handle it?" Lu Yongchang's slightly weird voice came from the side, "Are you going to chase me?"
Gao Yang: "..."
Seeing Gao Yang and Zhao Zijie's speechless expressions, Lu Yongchang smiled and shook his head, and suddenly asked: "Zero, where did those projectiles fly just now?"
"..."
After a brief silence, Zero's voice sounded again, "Professor, according to calculations, the flight direction of most projectiles is Proxima Centauri."
After the words fell, the cockpit fell into silence.
Proxima Centauri?
Zhao Zijie turned his head and looked at Gao Yang, swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Professor, this... should be fine, right?"
In the holographic screen, Lu Yongchang shook his head with a strange expression and said hesitantly: "No, it's no problem."
"A slight difference can mean a thousand miles, and a distance of 4.22 light-years is enough to magnify the error infinitely."
"Not to mention the various interferences that may exist on the way, the probability of these projectiles arriving at Proxima Centauri is very low."
"What's more...according to the speed of these projectiles, it will take more than 200 years to reach Proxima Centauri. At least for now, we don't have to worry about this."
Zhao Zijie and Gao Yang nodded silently.
Since Professor Lu said it's okay, then just pretend it's okay.
Anyway, the shells have already flown past, and they can't intercept those projectiles now.
If humans haven't arrived at Proxima Centauri in 200 years, then these projectiles should be regarded as the first "gifts" to their neighbors.
"Ahem!" Lu Yongchang coughed lightly, attracting their attention.
"Okay, the interception mission has been completed, Captain Zhao Zijie, you can return!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yongchang directly cut off the communication.
Zhao Zijie, who watched the control of the starship return to his own hands, silently pressed a few buttons.
In the deep universe, this strange-looking starship slowly turned around and headed towards Mars.
…
Inside the Mars spaceport.
Lu Yongchang and Fang Xu looked at each other.
"..."
After a long silence.
"Yongchang." Fang Xu broke the silence, "Those projectiles..."
Facing Fang Xu's question, Lu Yongchang smiled bitterly, spread his hands and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know either."
"Even zero can't answer this question."
"Not to mention the distance between the solar system and Proxima Centauri, there are countless variables within this solar system."
"Who knows where these projectiles will fly to in the end..."
Hearing this "unreliable" answer, Fang Xu also had a bit of a wry smile on his face.
"However, in my opinion, we don't need to worry too much about this problem." Lu Yongchang shrugged and said in a very indifferent tone, "Since mankind is ready for war, there is no need to worry about this problem. What impact will the so-called projectiles have?”
"If we go fast enough, we might even encounter these projectiles on the road."
The bitter smile on Fang Xu's face became even stronger: "That's true."
"The electromagnetic gun technology has been conquered, what are you going to do next?"
"Laser weapons?"
Lu Yongchang thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with Fang Xu's statement.
"Laser weapons are essential."
"The speed of the electromagnetic gun is still a bit slow, and it is more difficult to hit long-distance targets."
Fang Xu stood up from his chair and said with a smile: "Okay, weapons research and development depends on you."
"I have to go to Cao Liangcai next."
"After such a long rest, I guess Cao is scolding me behind my back."
Lv Yongchang's expression changed slightly: "What? Is Cao encountering difficulties?"
"I remember they should be developing a new starship?"
Fang Xu nodded.
"Yes."
"Currently, Lao Cao and his team are still struggling with the structure of the new starship."
"After the types of starships began to be subdivided, Lao Cao and his team's workload naturally increased a lot."
Lv Yongchang's eyes revealed some emotion: "There is nothing we can do about it."
"Everything we do is for future cross-star system navigation and war."
"Starship manufacturing is the top priority."
"Of course, we can't cram all the functions into a starship like before."
"Do your best, don't forget, there are still 3.8 billion humans waiting for us in the Kuiper Belt!"
Fang Xu's face suddenly became serious, and he nodded vigorously: "Don't worry."
As they spoke, the two came to the [Xunmu] space elevator.
"Ding!"
With a crisp reminder sound, the door of [Xunmu] slowly opened.
"By the way."
The moment he stepped into the door of the space elevator, Lu Yongchang suddenly said: "Remember to tell Lao Cao."
"Tell him not to forget the chicken leg meal he owes me."
Fang Xu's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and then he laughed and nodded: "Okay! I will definitely convey it!"
