Chapter 4 You Have Errors

Listening to MARS's suggestion, Lin Wenfang said with a mix of laughter and tears: "I don't know how to provide you with physical fitness data"

There is a sniper on the roof of the building to the right rear, be careful not to exceed the shadow of the building when turning right ahead, MARS reminded

He slightly nodded on the sculpture's pedestal and glanced in the direction of the enemy. Indeed, not far ahead, there was a Moja soldier struggling to gather his parachute, likely due to an issue during the airborne drop

Yes

Carson is a member of the Iron Scorpion Special Forces of the Republic of Moia. This time, he was assigned to parachute in the third batch during the large-scale air drop attack on the city of Shenhai. Carson has always had bad luck; among the twenty-two members of the Iron Scorpion Special Forces, he was the only one blown to this side of the CBD due to the strong crosswinds from the buildings, completely separated from the main force. Fortunately, the absolute distance was not too far. He landed in this park, and although the ropes had him tightly bound, there was no organized resistance from this side of Shenhai, nor was there any fighting, which gave him a sense of assurance. Suddenly, an enemy attack caused him to break into a cold sweat. Although he reacted promptly, he was still hit by two bullets. Carson was relieved that the bullets struck the lightweight ceramic armor plate on his chest. Although the tremendous kinetic energy caused him to stagger, he rolled on the ground twice before coming to a stop, but he did not suffer any serious injuries.

Your error parameters have been recorded. If it occurs again, it will be considered as a regular parameter. If it does not occur consistently, this error will be treated as a probabilistic event. Reminder: This error will severely impact your safety in this red danger rating area and will significantly affect the system's evaluation of your personal combat capability at hetushu.com. MARS objectively states: "Given that you have adjusted the system settings to the real world, there is no possibility of restarting after sustaining damage. Please do your best to reduce the probability of error occurrence."

Under the guidance of MARS, Lin Wenfang obtained a bicycle from a nearby public bike rental station after 3 minutes and sped away. The distance of 15 kilometers is not long; even though he must navigate carefully through the city and avoid the troops of the Republic of Mo Ya with MARS's prompts, he should still arrive in just over an hour. MARS is more powerful than Lin Wenfang had imagined, integrating seamlessly with the municipal system, without any awkwardness, which greatly exceeded his expectations. He was unaware that when his subordinates mentioned drawing inspiration from the municipal system of Shenhai City in the game, they had actually copied the entire architecture, with large sections of source code directly transferred. In any case, the company that developed the municipal system seems to be a sibling enterprise of Zhi Ce Company, essentially one family. Given this situation, it would be strange if MARS did not integrate well with the municipal monitoring system.

After turning the corner, Lin Wenfang let out a sigh of relief, but the feeling of being pricked by thorns still lingered strongly, leaving him with a slight sense of weakness

"Captain, someone just rode past on a bicycle." The road was littered with abandoned vehicles, and pedestrians had taken refuge in the buildings on either side. Occasionally, a few individuals could be seen, huddled in corners with their heads down, fearful of being caught in the crossfire. Suddenly, a cyclist sped by, truly a sight to behold. The special forces soldier, Moyat, who was monitoring the surrounding roads to ensure the safety of the rear for the attacking troops, reported quietly over the radio.

"You have already taken care of it at www.hetushu.com, and then come over to us." The captain clearly did not take this matter to heart. Dealing with a few scattered enemies, who are not even soldiers, Carson could definitely handle it himself

MARS observed Carson's movements, estimating the range of his vision, while simultaneously guiding Lin Wenfang to quickly maneuver to a position outside of his line of sight, closer to him. Carson was still carefully examining the spot from which the bullet had been fired, paying slight attention to the open areas on both sides. He was hesitating whether to launch a brief assault; although it would expose him to enemy fire, he was confident that if the opponent revealed themselves to shoot, he could likely take them out first. However, he could not anticipate that Lin Wenfang was being guided by such a powerful artificial intelligence system as MARS.

MARS quickly finished speaking and immediately began to guide Lin Wenfang on the next steps. "According to the surveillance footage, the opponent is behind the billboard. You should immediately leave from the left side of the flower bed and move to the steps. ... ... Stop! ... ... Run quickly to the right front at the 2 o'clock direction. Stop! Assume the kneeling shooting position!" MARS's instructions became very concise and sharp, but after glancing at the flashing surveillance footage on his wrist, Lin Wenfang felt calm inside. The kneeling shooting position! MARS's instructions became very concise and sharp, but after glancing at the flashing surveillance footage on his wrist, Lin Wenfang felt calm inside. That Mo Ya soldier was still unaware that the camera on top of the utility pole, dozens of meters behind him, had already become a channel for the opponent to understand his movements.

There is intense gunfire 200 meters to the right at the intersection ahead, so be cautious when passing through the intersection, MARS reminded. Lin Wenfang frowned slightly and, without any hesitation, rushed across the intersection

"Don't worry about him; a couple of lunatics won't affect us." This team of Mo Ya special forces is currently attacking the Federal Security Bureau's branch in Shenhai City at m.hetushu.com, and they are quite overwhelmed. "Contact the front team; if you see them, just take them out easily," the frustrated captain added after a moment of thought.

"60% or so..." Lin Wenfang said uncertainly. He was indeed feeling a bit tired. Spotting a vending machine by the street, Lin Wenfang momentarily couldn't find any change, so he raised the rifle in his hand and fired a shot at the vending machine, then leisurely retrieved two cans of cola from inside. He placed one can in his backpack and opened the other, gulping it down in one go.

"Joking... at this distance, holding this gun? I can't guarantee I'll hit on the first shot. He seems to be a special forces soldier from Mo Ya as well. Don't be fooled by the fact that he's alone now; once he spots me, killing me would be a matter of minutes, wouldn't it?"

Lin Wenfang broke out in a cold sweat. MARS should have discovered that sniper long ago, right? So it only just now reminded him after continuously instructing him to change direction and move closely along the building... In MARS's view, this probably isn't considered a major issue at all...

MARS suddenly prompted: "Begin moving immediately, to the left front, concealed behind the sculpture. There are enemies at your 11 o'clock position, 350 meters away."

The decrease in speed due to non-equipment reasons suggests supplementing food and water to restore physical fitness to above 80%. It is recommended to provide me with physical fitness data

MARS responded understandingly: "You can manually input or use voice input based on your judgment, and I can guide your path more accurately accordingly"

You can pass through this green area after the other party leaves, or eliminate them." MARS said flatly

Lin Wenfang, still shaken, realized that if MARS had not immediately assessed the shooting error right after his shot and guided him back to the position behind the flowerbed, the opponent's swift counterattack could have cost him his life

The muzzle shifted to the left, stop. Just like that. MARS adjusted Lin Wenfang's posture and corrected the direction of the rifle before decisively commanding: "Fire."

At this moment, Lin Wenfang was moving through the shadows of the buildings under the guidance of MARS. In addition to having a general grasp of the traffic situation, MARS was also monitoring all the neighborhoods surrounding Lin Wenfang. Whenever any unusual situation appeared on the screen, MARS would conduct a threat analysis, and upon seeing armed soldiers, it would directly elevate the threat level to the highest. In MARS's algorithms, determining whether an individual is a combatant is much simpler and more accurate than assessing whether the various states of non-combatants pose a threat. Initially, Lin Wenfang felt somewhat anxious; although he had participated in the development of the video guidance mode and was well-acquainted with it, it was ultimately a feature from a game, and its effectiveness in real-world conditions was hard to ascertain. However, after guiding Lin Wenfang for several kilometers, MARS performed far better than he had anticipated.

Is this your standard shooting action? Should this action be considered as a parameter? The prompt from MARS made Lin Wenfang's face flush with heat. Pulling the trigger during shooting must be swift and light; this is something the instructor repeatedly reminded during the National Guard training. However, in the face of real combat, this tense emotion is something he cannot control at this moment. He is not a soldier; there is a person in his sights, a living person. How can he calmly pull the trigger without a single ripple in his heart? He cannot do it.

MARS instructed Lin Wenfang to slowly move to the side of the thicket, and through the foliage, extend the gun barrel outward. He had a very limited field of vision, barely able to see the Mo Ya soldier anxiously cursing loudly, struggling with the tangled parachute ropes. However, from this position, MARS was able to fully utilize cameras at different angles to assist him in making adjustments.

Lin Wenfang was taken aback, quickly grabbing his bicycle and running over, pressing his body low behind the metal sculpture

Lin Wenfang cannot see Carson, and Carson cannot see Lin Wenfang either. The distance between the two is currently 207 meters

"What?" Lin Wenfang was taken aback and said with surprise, "Alright, you help me."

Captain, I have encountered an attack. It is suspected to be scattered resistance forces from Shenhai City, not professional soldiers

Lin Wenfang pulled the trigger, and the bullets whizzed out. Lin Wenfang felt somewhat nervous; shooting was not his primary business, and his hand trembled, causing the bullet to veer slightly off course. The opponent's reaction was unexpectedly swift; as soon as he caught a glimpse of the shooting flash from the corner of his eye, he immediately rolled to the ground, narrowly avoiding most of the bullets.

Carson fired three controlled shots in the direction from which the bullets were coming, but there was no response; they did not return fire, leaving Carson momentarily perplexed. He quickly drew the dagger from his boot, cut the tangled parachute cord from his body, lowered himself, and ran behind a nearby billboard, peering out to assess the situation.

MARS remained silent for over ten seconds and then said rationally: "There are a total of 7 cameras around. I can correct your movements based on the footage, in conjunction with the digital map of this generation. The correction of movements can achieve an error margin within 2 centimeters. By analyzing the weapon data, I can help increase your probability of hitting the target on the first shot to between 75% and 85%"