184: Chapter 184 A Super Typhoon is Coming, 120 Xuan Nu Ships Deployed!

Alien civilization navigation timer, day 93.

1:00 PM.

Pangu Laboratory, B2 level.

Su Che pushed the fourth iteration of the high-level decision module code for the command and control system into the test chamber and stretched his neck backward.

Over the past three days, after the distributed three-node architecture was successfully run, the core intelligent decision-making logic for aerospace combat entered its most intensive programming phase.

Zhao Mingyuan focused on the concurrent scheduling part of multi-system collaborative command, while Su Che tackled the underlying decision tree.

The two lines ran in parallel, and progress was half a step ahead of schedule.

In the thumbnail window of the monitoring wall, the luan bird inside the Dry Dock had completed the initial integration of its energy pipelines and main skeleton.

On the moon, the robot swarm had piled up two rows of semi-finished building frames in the shadow of the crater, and the shell of the first resource storage warehouse had been closed.

Everything was going according to plan.

An orange warning box popped up in the top right corner of the main screen.

Sender: Deep Space Main God AI - Environment Monitoring Sub-module.

Su Che pulled his hands away from the keyboard.

He had not set up this sub-module.

This was a function that the main god ai had grown on its own after coming online, once it had taken over the permissions for global sensor data.

It had consumed the data streams from ground weather satellites, ocean buoys, and atmospheric radiosondes, and built its own environmental monitoring front-end.

The warning content was extremely concise.

Northwest Pacific, 14.2° North Latitude, 138.6° East Longitude.

Sea surface temperature abnormally rising continuously.

Cyclone embryo formed.

Extremely high probability of developing into a super typhoon within 72 hours.

Model projection: Sustained wind speed is expected to reach 82 to 88 meters per second, the central minimum pressure will be below 890 hPa, and the storm surge superimposed on the astronomical tide could cause a maximum coastal water level rise of 7 meters.

Historical reference: Close to the upper limit of Typhoon Haiyan in 2013.

The expected path covers the entire area from the southeast coast of the Dragon Kingdom to the Qiongzhou Strait.

Su Che called up the raw cloud images from the weather satellite.

There was indeed a white vortex gathering on that tropical ocean surface.

The eye area was blurry, but the outer circulation had already spread over a thousand kilometers.

890 hPa.

The lowest pressure for a typhoon landing in the Dragon Kingdom since records began was just over 870 hPa.

If the main god ai's projection was accurate, after this thing made landfall, combined with the seven-meter storm surge, the seawalls of coastal cities would all fail.

Su Che picked up his handheld device and dialed Academician Sun Qiwen.

"Academician Sun, come to the main console and look at something."

Academician Sun walked over from the U-shaped array area, holding half a cup of plain boiled water.

Su Che pushed the data packet to the secondary screen.

Academician Sun put down his cup and leaned forward to look for two minutes.

"The sea temperature in this area has been maintained above 31 degrees for two consecutive weeks."

He reached out and drew a line on the screen along the direction of the ocean current, "The vertical wind shear is extremely weak, and the upper-air divergence conditions are perfect."

He stood up straight.

"The boiler is filled with fuel, just missing a match, and now the match has been struck."

"Is there any possibility of natural weakening?"

"This warm ocean current channel will continue to feed it heat." Academician Sun shook his head, "Within the next five days, there is no natural braking mechanism."

Zhao Mingyuan's chair slid over from the next room.

"So we're just going to watch it smash into us?"

"How is that possible?" Su Che minimized the code repository for the command and control system.

He opened a brand new engineering window.

"main god ai, retrieve global meteorological data and build a full four-dimensional thermodynamic model of this cyclone system."

The computing power usage jumped from 18% to 40%.

Three seconds.

A rotating three-dimensional cyclone profile was rendered on the main screen.

From the sea surface to the top of the troposphere, the 16-kilometer vertical structure was fully displayed.

Warm, humid air currents sprayed into the eyewall from the bottom, climbed along the wall surface, and diverged at the top.

A perfect atmospheric thermodynamic engine.

Su Che pulled over an A4 sheet of paper and picked up a pen to draw a rough profile.

"The entire energy source of the typhoon is the latent heat release of the warm sea water."

He marked a few arrows on the paper, "Destroy the temperature gradient of the eyewall, heat the upper layer by more than five degrees, reduce the vertical convection speed by 40%, and the eyewall will collapse if it can't hold up."

Academician Sun leaned over to the paper, picked up the pen Su Che had left on the table, and drew a line on the profile diagram.

"The theory holds. The destruction point is at the height layer of eight to twelve kilometers outside the eyewall. The temperature gradient here is the steepest. Injecting heat here is equivalent to drawing the firewood from under the cauldron."

"The question is, what can deliver energy to a fixed point in a wind field of over 80 meters per second?" Zhao Mingyuan asked.

No one answered.

Su Che switched to another terminal and called up the equipment inventory of the Near-Earth Orbit Base.

A list popped up on the screen.

Xuan Nu aerospace unmanned combat aircraft, initial version.

After 100 were produced, only 20 more were produced later; there were no opponents left on Earth, and 120 were enough.

80 were deployed in the Near-Earth Orbit Base hangar, and 40 were on hot standby on the ground.

Each was equipped with a standard primary version of the aerospace directed-energy weapon, a high-power laser beam focusing system.

"The Xuan Nu will enter from the top of the troposphere."

Su Che drew an arc with the pen on the A4 paper.

"The wind speed at the top of the typhoon is less than one-third of that at the bottom. A formation of 60 aircraft will continuously irradiate the target layer of the eyewall. A single sector can raise the temperature of the target layer by five to six degrees in thirty minutes."

He pushed the calculation parameters to Academician Sun.

Academician Sun picked up the paper, looked at it for 20 seconds, and put it down.

"The thermodynamic balance checks out."

"What about the flight control?" Zhao Mingyuan rubbed his wrists, "Sixty aircraft simultaneously maintaining irradiation positions above the typhoon..."

"The main god ai will run the flight control," Su Che interrupted him, "120 aircraft in a swarm, all online simultaneously."

The handheld device vibrated.

Lieutenant General Peng Zhenbang's voice.

"Chief Engineer Su, General Shen has initiated the typhoon emergency response. The Meteorological Bureau's data matches your conclusions, and the southeast coast is being evacuated."

"Lieutenant General Peng, I need full scheduling authority for the 120 Xuan Nu."

"Purpose?"

"Using directed-energy weapons to intervene in the typhoon's thermodynamic structure. Sixty aircraft will be responsible for eyewall heating and weakening, twenty will be equipped with Anti-gravity load-bearing platforms for coastal search and rescue preparations, and forty will be in reserve."

There was no hesitation on the other end, "I will report it immediately."

Forty minutes later, General General Shen Wangchuan's encrypted call came directly into the B2 level.

"Plan." General General Shen Wangchuan only said one word.

Su Che packed up the full four-dimensional intervention plan automatically generated by the Deep Space Main God AI and sent it over.

Three pages.

Page 1: Precise prediction of path and intensity.

Page 2: Intervention window, the four-hour period when the eyewall's thermodynamic structure is most vulnerable after the typhoon crosses the 18th parallel north.

Page 3: Formation position map, irradiation angles, power parameters, and rotation plan for the 60 Xuan Nu, plus the deployment of the 20 search and rescue formations and the 40 reserve echelons.

General General Shen Wangchuan finished reading.

"Experts in meteorology say that no one has ever dealt with a typhoon in this way before."

"Indeed, no one has."

"Can it succeed?"

"The computing power is sufficient, the tools are sufficient, and the model is self-consistent."

The sound of a chair moving came from General General Shen Wangchuan's end.

"Approved. You have full scheduling authority over the 120 aircraft. The coastal military regions will coordinate with the ground response."

Su Che hung up the communication.

"main god ai, connect to the Xuan Nu swarm command channel."

The computing power usage soared to 60%.

The real-time telemetry data of the 120 Xuan Nu flooded the main screen simultaneously.

The ejection ports of the Near-Earth Orbit Base hangar opened, and 80 silver-gray arrow-shaped silhouettes shot out one after another, trailing extremely short ion tails as they fell into the atmosphere.

On the ground runway, 40 aircraft took off simultaneously.

120 light points spread out on the global projection map and converged toward the Northwest Pacific.

The main god ai took over all flight control.

The attitude correction frequency, flight path planning, and formation spacing adjustments for the 120 combat aircraft were all completed automatically within a latency of 0.02 milliseconds.

This was the first real physical task scheduled by the Deep Space Main God AI since it came online.

It was not a sandbox simulation, nor was it a simulation test.

Academician Sun stood beside the console, watching the process of those light points converging into six formations at supersonic speeds.

"It is faster than humans." He said softly.

Zhao Mingyuan pushed the keyboard aside, staring at the swarm status panel on the screen that refreshed 200 times per second.

"It's more than just faster than humans. With these 120 aircraft, if humans were to arrange the formation positions, it would take half an hour just to issue the commands, but it gets it done in two seconds."

Su Che picked up the cup of cold goji berry water on the table and took a gulp.

On the satellite cloud map, the white vortex over the Pacific had already gathered into a clear eye of the storm.

The eye of the storm was pitch black, like a pupil opened by the sea.

It was getting stronger.

A countdown from the main god ai popped up in the center of the screen.

Intervention window opens: 14 hours 37 minutes.

The code repository for the command and control system hung quietly at the very bottom of the taskbar, with the cursor resting on the last line typed in the morning.

That would have to wait.

The battle at hand was more urgent.