radicalducati Chapter 74 Andy was still thinking!
Chapter 74 Andy was still thinking!
Chapter 74 Andy has been thinking! (4K complete)
Andy has been sitting in the core studio, maintaining the same posture for a full twelve hours.
His body remained completely still, and even the cooling fan kept its speed constant in a low frequency range.
But within the core of his logic, the data flow is being swept away at an alarming rate.
He was thinking, and the computing power he was using for this thinking even exceeded the large-scale simulation calculations of the Thinker array at the top level of a typical hive city.
On the holographic projection in front of him, the "New Bang" was being cut, analyzed, and reassembled by countless red lines.
Andy decided to stop dismantling the ship and moving the parts; he was going to do something big.
It was ignited directly and propelled towards the orbital dock.
That sounds really cool, it has that "miracle of brute force" aesthetic.
However, the simpler and more straightforward a solution may seem, the more astronomical the amount of computation it requires.
The first challenge Andy faced was his attitude.
It's important to know that the Shinbang is currently buried horizontally underground.
When it made an emergency landing hundreds of years ago, it slid a distance on the ground before being buried by collapsed buildings and strata.
This has resulted in its current posture being basically horizontal.
As is well known, any starship that wants to take off, especially if it wants to emerge from underground, needs an angle of attack.
If you ignite the engine directly in a horizontal position, no matter how much thrust the engine has, there will only be one result:
The spaceship would crash headfirst into the rock layer in front of it like a headless fly, and then push along that path until it had scoured the entire underground structure of the Nest. In the end, instead of flying out, it would get stuck in some deeper place.
Therefore, we must adjust our posture.
This massive, three-kilometer-long vessel must raise its head in that already cramped underground cavity.
The problem is, how do we lift it?
This isn't like a car making a U-turn, where you can just turn the steering wheel.
The underground space of District 9 was dug out by Helios. Although it was large, it was only slightly larger than the ship's hull.
The bow of the boat was less than a few hundred meters from the rock face in front of it, and the stern was directly stuck in the landslide debris.
There was no room for it to turn around, let alone to look up.
Andy's electronic eye flashed, marking two large red areas below the bow and above the stern of the holographic map.
Since there isn't enough space, let's blast some out!
but.
This isn't something you can just throw in a couple of detonators.
Andy needs to calculate the density of the rock strata, the location of the load-bearing columns, and the structural load-bearing structure of the nest above.
He had to precisely control the explosive yield.
If there's not enough explosives, the rocks won't blast open, and the bow of the ship won't be able to be raised.
Too much explosives caused the foundation above to collapse, and millions of tons of concrete crashed down, burying the ship alive before it could even take off.
Andy pulled up the inventory list, which gave the Tri-Bomb explosives originally intended for high-explosive crossbow bolts, as well as the large amount of sapper explosives seized from Helios, a new purpose.
He needs to place these explosives at specific blasting points.
First, blast the area below the bow to create a downward sloping space, then blast the area above the stern to create an upward buffer space.
Then, with the assistance of the new control system and the attitude adjustment nozzles, the bow was forcibly raised by at least thirty degrees.
This workload alone, just drilling holes and planting explosives, would keep hundreds of heavy-duty engineering drones busy for several days.
But this is only the first step.
Having solved the posture problem, we still need to solve the problem of "how to crash".
Although the merchant ronin's ship was indeed sturdy, with a keel made of adamantite and ceramic, and thick armor plates.
But that was meant to deflect artillery shells and meteorites, not to be used as a drill to burrow into the ground.
Without any protective measures, directly ramming the ship's bow against the bedrock, hundreds of meters thick of rock and reinforced concrete, while the ramming head might withstand it, would still wear down the ship's sensor arrays, navigation radar, and those precious large-scale cannon turrets.
Once the ship has sailed away, it will be nothing more than a smooth iron rod—of course, this sounds a bit exaggerated, and in practice it wouldn't cause much damage to the hull, but that's roughly the idea.
Therefore, we must activate the shield!
The New Bond has a Void Shield, a powerful shield that can neutralize physical impacts and energy attacks through the principle of subspace displacement.
Only by activating the Void Shield can the New Bond maintain the integrity of its hull structure when it crashes into the rock formation.
The Void Shield requires different parameters depending on the environment, and there are no parameters in the presets that allow it to directly create a solid layer. Who would be so kind as to use a starship to create a solid layer?
Therefore, this requires Andy to create something original.
However, this leads to a third problem: energy.
The Void Shield is a huge energy consumer; activating it will burn through a lot of money.
The main reactor of the New Bond, that huge plasma heavy element fusion core, is still broken.
The cooling circuit burst, and it can only maintain the minimum standby power.
To support the Void Shield at full power and even the main engine's ignition and propulsion, Andy must first repair the reactor.
This is yet another massive undertaking.
Andy needs to build a cooling circulation system that can withstand temperatures of hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius by hand, using the materials at hand, without any original spare parts.
This is not finished.
If the goal is simply to fly out, then it doesn't matter which direction it crashes into.
But Andy's goal was to transfer his assets and run away.
Once the ship is thrown out, it will definitely be damaged. The shields will be overloaded, the hull will peel off, and even the engines may experience partial engine failure.
At that time, it will be a fat sheep hanging in the sky, completely unprepared.
If it just runs off somewhere and ends up in the wasteland, then all of Andy's efforts over the past few months will have been wasted.
Therefore, route planning is crucial.
Andy's finger drew an extremely tricky parabola on the holographic map.
The starting point is the underground D section of District 9.
The destination must be the orbital dock that he just repaired, located above District 9.
He wanted the New Bang to be like a precision missile, shutting down its main engines the instant it broke through the ground, using its inertia to glide into the dock's berth.
Only when it enters the dry dock can the robotic arms there catch it, and the maintenance facilities can immediately carry out emergency repairs.
This requires that the takeoff angle, speed, and thrust be extremely precise.
Even a slight deviation could cause the ship to crash into the dock's pillars, resulting in the destruction of the ship and loss of life.
Or it might fly too far and plunge directly into the atmosphere, becoming space debris without any warning.
Andy stared at the "safe launch window," which was less than five degrees wide, and felt like his processor was about to start smoking.
This doesn't even take into account the biggest variable: the reaction of the forces on this planet.
If the New Bond were to be ignited, the explosion of thousands of tons of explosives would be absolutely catastrophic.
The foundations of Zhongchao Ninth District and its surrounding areas will experience violent shaking, the ground will crack, and buildings will collapse.
According to the Ministry of the Interior's official definition, this was a terrorist attack targeting the Nest City itself, or even a declaration of war against the entire planet!
Andy wasn't afraid of Helios's private army. They just had some money, hired some mercenaries, and bought a few tanks. Their firepower was nothing compared to the New Bang.
However, Forge VII is, after all, a civilized world under the rule of the Empire. Although it is a second-rate one, another force is stationed on this planet—the Guardians of the Mechanicus.
Andy knew very well that although the Cult of Mechanics seemed eccentric, they actually had a stockpile of these things.
Although Forge VII is not a casting world, as an industrial world, the Cult of Mechanics must have troops stationed here, a large artillery array, and possibly even orbital defense lasers.
Once the New Bond broke through the surface of the earth, it caused such enormous destruction.
The casting director Sigma-7, who has been absent from the scene, will definitely be furious.
He would consider this a serious blasphemy, a sabotage by technological heretics.
At that time, the Imperial Guard's iron-clad walking mechs, and even the Imperial Knights, might be brought out if they are well hidden.
In addition, there's the locking mechanism of the orbital defense system.
The newly emerged Banghao was like a chick just hatched from its shell, at its most vulnerable moment.
The shields are overloaded and need to be restarted, the engines need to be cooled, and the hull structure may have been damaged.
If you were to be hit by an orbital laser or a large-caliber macro cannon at this moment, you would be instantly eliminated.
Therefore, Andy had to act quickly.
He set an extremely strict timetable.
From the moment the New Bang broke the surface of the sea, to its entry into the dry dock, and then to the completion of initial repairs that gave it secondary defense capabilities.
This process must be compressed to within three hours.
Three hours.
This is the shortest reaction time that Andy calculated for the Mechanicus leadership to go from being "confused" to "enraged" and then "assembling their forces to launch an attack."
If this time is exceeded, Andy will have to be prepared to use his half-crippled spaceship to withstand regular army fire.
To achieve this goal, Andy thought of pre-positioning resources.
We must never wait until we reach the shipyard before figuring out what parts are missing or what armor plates need to be built.
By then the daylily buds will be cold.
We must start preparing now.
All ship repair goods produced during this period at the shelter must be transported to the rail dock in advance.
All maintenance facilities should be deployed in advance.
The goal is to transform that dock into a supreme luxury store where "massage" can begin as soon as a ship enters.
But this brings up a new problem.
Confidentiality.
This isn't just about transporting two boxes of apples; it's about transporting tens of thousands of tons of supplies, requiring a massive convoy of transport vehicles to frequently enter and exit Zhongchao.
Even though Zhongchao is in chaos right now, such a large-scale commotion is obvious even to a blind person.
Once Helios or the Mechanicus discovers that someone is transporting things to that abandoned shipyard, even a fool could guess what they're up to.
At that time, they won't even need to wait for you to fly out; they can just set up their cannons at the dock entrance and wait for you to come to them.
Therefore, I have to act.
Andy tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
He needed to find a pretext for this large-scale mobilization of supplies.
for example----
Send Sisyphus to spread rumors that a mysterious force is clashing with certain gangs in Zhongchao and needs a large amount of material support.
Or they might use Old K's smuggling channels to disguise the materials as ordinary industrial waste and transport them in batches and along different routes.
It could even be more radical.
Directly create several explosions or launch several feint attacks to attract the attention of Helios and the Mechanicus, making them think that Andy is about to break out from the ground, thus ignoring the actions above them.
These all require meticulous planning and coordination.
Andy felt his core temperature rise by two degrees.
Calculating the detonation point, calculating the trajectory, calculating resource allocation, calculating the enemy's reaction, calculating the success rate of deception tactics —
Each step is linked to the next.
If any link in the chain goes wrong, the entire plan will collapse.
This kind of multi-threaded, strategic-level, ultra-high-intensity computing even made Andy, who is an iron man, feel a little strained.
He was, after all, just an engineering unit.
His specialty is hand-making parts, repairing and patching, and construction.
Although his computing power is billions of times stronger than that of ordinary people, he does not have a dedicated auxiliary module for such macro-strategic deduction.
"well----"
Andy couldn't help but sigh inwardly, feeling a little nostalgic for those support characters who only existed in legends.
"It would be great to have a think tank at this time."
"Even a slightly smarter tech priest, or a less insane Thinker array, would work."
"With just my brain, I have to be the chief engineer, the tactical commander, and the logistics captain all at the same time."
Even the donkeys in the production team donkeys don't do that!
Despite the complaints, the work still needs to be done.
Andy has no assistant, and Xiao Liu has computing power, but he may not be able to coordinate things, so he can't be relied on.
Gamma-9 is loyal but not very bright. He's good at tightening screws, but asking him to do strategy is asking too much of him.
Although Sisyphus is shrewd, he only has the mindset of a businessman. Telling him about something that could puncture a hole in a planet would only scare him to death.
As for others, there's no way to count on them.
Therefore, you can only rely on yourself.
Andy refocused his attention on the complex holographic map.
He began to deduce and optimize the parameters again and again.
Time passed by, second by second.
Time is running out for him.
A warp storm is approaching, and the shadow of the Tyranids has already loomed over the sector.
If he can't get the ship away before then, all his previous efforts and all the fields he's cultivated will become meaningless ruins.
at last.
After 36 hours of continuous calculations.
On the screen in front of Andy, the densely packed red boxes turned green one by one.
Finally, only one "takeoff window" remained, marked in striking red to represent extremely high risk, but logically entirely feasible.
[Plan confirmed: Lightning breakout.]
Success rate: 40% (theoretical value).
40%.
For a machine that demands absolute rationality, this probability is ridiculously low, making it a high-risk task that should absolutely not be performed.
But for Andy, who possesses a human soul...
That's enough.
In the Warhammer world, where everyone is worse off than the rest, having a 40% chance of surviving is an immense blessing.
Andy stood up.
The cooling fan on his body gradually stopped roaring, and the scorching heat gradually dissipated.
He felt his mind was clearer than ever before.
Decided!
That's it!
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