Chapter 153: 152 Perfect Creation

"Yeah... they've been quiet for a long time." Another gunner also realized this fact, "How long have they been inside?""27 minutes." A soldier kept precise timing.

Inside... what happened?

The unknown always causes panic, and the few gunners left behind looked at one another, feeling lost without the commander's orders.

"Could it be that the signal can't get back because the distance is too far?"

"That shouldn't be the case, we're still well within range."

"Or is there equipment inside that blocks electromagnetic signals?"

"They... they couldn't have had an accident, could they?"

"Should we... send someone in to check?"

"Let's ask those two snipers first..."

Gregory had said that only the infiltrators needed to keep voice communication clear, and it was likely that if those staying outside interfered with important voice communication for no reason, it could bring trouble to the invading combatants.

Finding the specific channel, one gunner asked AB who was waiting with his sniper rifle: "AB, you're closer, can you hear any voice activity inside?"

"No." The answer was short; AB's character was, as always, indifferent.

"Could it be that they temporarily blocked us? After all, they split up to act, and a mess of noises would not be conducive to coordination. Maybe they will contact us when needed?"

"Maybe... The commander told us to hold our positions, I think it's best not to take matters into our own hands. Let's just wait patiently."

"Right, even if something did happen, it's not like no one could make it out. Just relax and wait, our duty is to provide support."

Sitting in a corner, a gunner who hadn't spoken up until now suddenly asked the scientific researcher, deep in thought and sitting away from everyone else: "Likok, what do you think the possibilities are?"

Likok, always candid, shook his head, "I don't know... The information on this base is incomplete, I can't be certain, but I can be sure there's definitely no high-power signal jamming equipment."

Otherwise, the server's network signal couldn't get out, but it's possible for low-power signal jammers that target individual wireless communication.

Was it active jamming by the infiltration combatants, or blockage by signal jamming equipment? Both were possible.

"Aryan, turn on my computer," Likok, feeling equally uneasy from the conversation of the few gunners, instructed his assistant.

He was of no use in a fight, but when it came to problems in the field of electronic information, he might be able to help a bit.

The hope of rebooting the server was within reach, and he wanted to see the success of this operation more than anyone.

"I'll try to intercept some stray electromagnetic signals that this base might have."

Soldiers collect intelligence with their eyes, Spiritual Energy users with their perception, and he... with technology.

"Yes, sir!" Aryan answered crisply.

Likok, with his computer on and his face reflecting the pale white light, said, "I need some time, but I still think you should follow your commander's orders."

Leave it to the experts to handle their fields of expertise. Despite his dissatisfaction with the military only assigning these soldiers—which by their standards were not top-tier—to assist him with rebooting the server, now that the situation had come to this, he had to trust the judgment of the commander.

"Then... let's wait." The waiting soldiers slightly pushed down their confusion.

Drones still patrolled around the target base, attempting to discover more leads.

Bai E suddenly spoke up, "Why not fly a bit closer? Since the commander and his team have already infiltrated, it doesn't matter if the drones outside get exposed."

The soldier operating the drone hesitated briefly before dipping the flight height at Bai E's suggestion.

As they passed by the breeding and planting fields, Bai E intently reviewed the feedback images.

The one sitting at the scene with the least pressure was likely Miss Likok's assistant, a pure scientific researcher, who just waited for the soldiers to finish the fight and then follow her teacher to complete the rebooting of the server.

Other than that, she couldn't help, so she felt no pressure.

Now, she casually asked Bai E out of curiosity, excited simply to find someone among the soldiers with whom she could share common language, "Do you also have an understanding of information technology from a few centuries ago?" Searᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"..." Bai E's eyes went dark.

You're asking me?

I'm all about hands-on, not theory~

But it seemed the lady didn't expect an answer from Bai E anyway. Her teacher was tight-lipped, and the other soldiers were also taciturn and gloomy. She'd been nearly suffocated by the silence along the way; she just wanted someone to talk to.

Seeing that Bai E didn't speak, she kept talking, "I don't know how they did it back then, but relying solely on the server hosts in this base, they could send signals perfectly and quickly to any corner of the globe. Just by establishing a signal station in any location, it could instantly support all devices within the station's signal coverage to network usage without bandwidth limitations.

Despite both being wireless networks, our current local area networks can only support short-distance transfer of some simple information. Whether it's efficiency, quality, amount, or distance, they are not on the same level."

Using a hundred automated turrets against fast-moving targets in the air, back then, a hundred turrets could hit a hundred required targets without interference or overlap, now it's uncertain if a hundred could even hit one... This is the most evident application in actual combat.

Aryan said with awe, "The information technology of that era was unbelievable; it's said that even then, such miracles were hard to replicate. I think the materials used to build this base's server must have been extraordinary..."