"That's Lu Xin."
At the Diamond Plaza in the capital city of Votto, Lin Jingshu turned her head in surprise and found that the old marshal Woolf was talking to her, so she quickly got up to say hello: "Mr. Woolf, good evening."
The Diamond Plaza is the transition zone between the central hall of the Alliance Council and the Forest Park. At this time, a dance is being held in the central hall of the Alliance Council. The night lights pass through the semi-enclosed Diamond Plaza from the hall, and stretch into the park like a sea of blue water, flickering. In the room, the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and the laughter is like a song.
This is the civilized world.
During the day, Votto's Eden Management Committee and the Legislative Council were on the sidelines, and the representatives of the seven major galaxies quarreled in the parliamentary hall, and almost made a move several times, not to mention showing their eyes. In the evening, everyone asked the Garden of Eden to adjust hormones, change clothes, wipe their faces, and bring a family of young and old, and it is a happy and peaceful circle of friends.
As the wife of the secretary-general of the parliament, Lin Jingshu will definitely attend. There are too many people who want to talk to her and dance. If she agrees to each of them, Ms. Lin may have to turn into an automatic spinning top, so she usually hides when she shows up, and waits for the secretary-general to complete the social task, and she doesn't know where to start. Come out and go home with him.
On this day, Lin Jingshu happened to hide in the Forest of Steles at the entrance of the Forest Park.
Since the establishment of the alliance, all heroes who have made outstanding contributions to human civilization will have their own stone tablets in the forest of monuments. One of the old marshals of Woolf, who had been in charge of the Union Military Commission for more than 200 years, was General Lin Jingheng, who also got a place due to his untimely death and his death.
Among these steles, there is a very special place. There is only a square stone base with a height of about 30 centimeters. There is neither a stele nor a stone statue on it. In the neatly arranged forest of steles, it looks like a tooth. .
Lin Jingshu just sat on this stone pedestal to rest.
The old marshal was more than three hundred years old, and his life spanned both the new and the old ephemeris. There was no need to be too polite with anyone, he simply nodded to Lin Jingshu, he looked at the solitary stone base: "This stone tablet, it turned out to be Lu believe it."
Lin Jingshu immediately stepped back and apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't"
The old marshal interrupted her: "Have you seen Lu Xin?"
Lin Jingshu was stunned for a moment, and answered cautiously, "No, I haven't heard anyone mention it too much."
"I don't dare to mention it. In the entire Capital Star, except for an old thing like me buried in the loess to the neck, who would dare to mention Lu Xin?" He set a lot of records at Ulan College back then, but no one has been able to break it so far. I personally brought him up by exception. Later, he disobeyed his orders and entered the eighth galaxy. After World War I, he was ranked among the top ten generals. He was only thirty-six years old. , the merits are unprecedented, and the reputation is full of unruly and unruly. For him, the glory came too much too early, and finally destroyed him."
The old marshal's mandible stretched into a sharp and vicissitudes line: "Finally, he was wanted for treason, and he died without a place to be buried, not even a stone statue was left."
Lin Jingshu listened quietly, patiently and uninterested, and beautifully played the role of a mindless tree hole.
The old marshal was immersed in his own memories for a long time, and a gust of evening wind blew, and the fragrance of Lin Jingshu's body was swept up. The old marshal's nasal mucosa was a little sensitive, so he couldn't help but tilted his head and sneezed, which made him come back: "There are a lot of old sayings, I'm sorry, seeing you reminds me of Jingheng. Lu Xin's temper is notoriously perverse. , but he has always loved him, and even Zhan Lu left it to him, probably because he felt that the military commission's wine bags and rice bags were not worthy of touching his mecha."
Lin Jingshu tilted her head slightly: "My honor."
The old marshal looked at her. It was said that the Lin family brothers and sisters were twins. At first glance, the outlines of the two people were similar, and their facial features were quite similar. However, when they looked closely, they felt that they were completely different—there was no such kind of father-daughter or brother-sister between them. Their blood ties, behavior, and aura are all very different, like two strangers who just happen to look alike.
The lights of the dance changed color, which meant it was about to end, the old marshal made a graceful gesture of invitation, and asked Lin Jingshu to put his arm on his shoulder: "Your brother is very talented, no less than his teacher Lu Xin back then. It’s just that he doesn’t work hard. When he was in Wulan Academy, he was always stuck with the grades that just happened to get the scholarship, and he didn’t want to spend any extra effort. If he didn’t force him, he would always be absent-minded. I taught him, taught him He, never knew what he wanted."
The smile on Lin Jingshu's face seems to be painted, and it is indescribably delicate and false: "He is indeed a person who can easily create a sense of distance. Every time we meet, it is a routine greeting. If you say two words of greeting, there will be no difference. It's a good chat."
"I thought the twins would be very close," the old marshal said.
"Maybe, but we were separated since we were very young, and we haven't had much interaction in all these years," Lin Jingshu's voice was soft like the spring water of Lingling, neither impatient nor impatient, but also without emotion, "The most intimate time is probably sharing. When I was a womb, I probably didn't know him better than you."
"That's fine, the feelings are not deep, and it saves a lot of sadness," Old Marshal Woolf smiled with a half-sorrowful smile, and the wrinkles stretched out like ripples. One of the founders of the alliance said softly, "It's not like a useless old thing like me, who is trapped in Votto all year round, sending my students and juniors to the battlefield again and again, watching them go and never look back or become famous for a while, and then be forgotten."
The alliance has not had a war for a hundred years. In the past ten years, only a few interstellar pirates have had a few terrorist attacks. With the military spending being reduced every year and the government reducing its troops every year, Lin Jingheng brought a silver fortress that was about to become a young master's camp. It can also be settled silently. Often people only know that there are pirates making troubles, and the pirates have already been killed. It can be seen that the star pirates who make troubles are also loud and rainy, and they are all remnants who can’t make waves.
Since it is easy to handle, the person who handles this matter certainly has no merit.
No one cares about how many battles the Silver Fortress fought and how many interstellar pirates they defeated, but they all remember the interstellar girl Yevgenia who confessed to General Lin in the air. Yevgenia's brokerage company spent a lot of money in the Garden of Eden, every Anyone who watched her confession could personally feel the turbulent emotions generated by the turbulent hormones, and the emotions of the female fans were up and down, which almost overloaded the Eden Network.
It's a pity that Admiral Lin blocked the Garden of Eden, and the woman glared at the blind man. He didn't even show his face. He only issued a cold statement in the official name of Silver Fortress, excluding rhetoric and sounding, the statement was to the effect: Who are you? ? I don't know, I'm busy, get out.
Up to now, if it weren't for the fact that the dead were the most important, the Alliance would hold Lin Jingheng on the throne in order to appease the military. Lin may still be a famous interstellar scumbag, impotence, and brutal terrorist.
This is still the case for the frontline generals, not to mention the "doing nothing" of the Alliance Military Commission. This seems to be a place for the unpromising children of powerful and powerful people to hang around. The most important task is to maintain their image, in case they are photographed by the media. If you don't dress properly, you have to come out in a sullen way to apologize.
After Lin Jingheng's death, interstellar piracy became more and more rampant, and the representatives of the seven galaxies and Votto quarreled about military autonomy. However, the opinion of the old Marshal Woolf in the Alliance Council was still insignificant.
Even Ulan Academy is no longer a purely military academy. The "First Military Academy" only retains its name, and 80% of its graduates have entered the non-military field.
As the wife of the Secretary-General, Lin Jingshu knew these things well, but it was inconvenient to comment, so she laughed and did not speak.
The singing and dancing hall was already in sight, and the old marshal and Lin Jingshu were relatively silent for a moment.
Marshal Woolf suddenly said: "You and Jingheng have been together less and more apart since childhood. It is due to political reasons and the situation, not his fault."
Lin Jingshu replied rationally, "Of course."
"It's your brother after all, Miss Lin," Marshal Woolf may have been a little confused, forgetting that she was already Mrs. Gordon, and he muttered a little, "don't forget him, I don't know If I can live for a few years, I'm afraid that when I close my eyes, no one will remember him."
Lin Jingshu's hand trembled, and her mask-like smile almost couldn't hold.
The old marshal didn't look at her, and whispered to himself: "For the convenience of the generals stationed abroad, the contact person usually fills in their adjutant, secretary or captain of the guard. Your brother has been in the Silver Fort for so many years, and urgent contact It's you who fills in, and it never changes that he doesn't have feelings for you."
Lin Jingshu's footsteps stopped, and after a few steps, she was in a dimly lit place, her face was blurred, but her eyes reflected fine light, like tears.
"Grandpa Woolf, I'm sorry."
Her voice was muffled, almost pressing down in her throat. The old marshal was a little deaf, and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"
Lin Jingshu's blushing lips trembled for a moment, but she was forcibly flattened by her, and brought back a casual smile: "It's nothing, I wish you good night, it's very pleasant to chat with you, Gordon is over there, I have to say goodbye first."
Said, Lin Jingshu bowed towards him, floating away like an elegant cloud.
The new ephemeris is June 29, 275, at 22:00 cosmic time. The hall of the Votto Union Parliament is still brightly lit, the ball is about to end, the ladies and gentlemen are saying goodbye, the forest park is whispering in the night wind, and the forest of steles is silent.
Under the peaceful Silver Fortress, the mecha Zhanlu sleeps alone in a top-secret place. No one has the right to set foot in the Silver Fortress, so no one has noticed that a small chip is unknowingly on the door. The ground is inserted on it, invading Zhanlu's energy system.
A "beep" sounded softly.
The sleeping Zhan Lu didn't mean to be disturbed at all.
All the heavy weapons collectively let out a sigh, the lights went black, and then, a sharp siren pierced the sky.
"The energy source is abnormal!"
"First backup energy system failed to start—"
"Second backup system failed to start!"
"Third backup system out of control"
"The energy grid is under attack!"
"UFO detected outside artificial atmosphere."
"Defense System Level 1 Alert Defense System Off Alert Off Defense System Instructions are confusing, can't connect, can't connect"
Admiral Li crawled up in a jerk. He had never seen such a battle before. He was stunned for a while, and then the hairs on his body exploded—the Silver Fortress was attacked!
Silver Fortress is a military powerhouse. It is impregnable and the last sword of the Alliance Military Commission. Only when emergencies occur in other galaxies and cannot be dealt with, will Silver Fortress be urgently reported to request support. Who would dare to break ground on Tai Sui
This is impossible.
However, the next moment, the captain of the guard rushed in: "General, the defense system is in disarray, and at least a thousand super-space-time heavy mechs have passed through the artificial atmosphere."
"Varied"
"Boom—" There was a loud noise, the ground trembled violently, General Li stumbled and hit the wall, and the fire burst into the sky.
At the same time, on the Capital Star, Secretary-General Gordon bid farewell to his colleagues and took his wife home by car. The low-profile mount has the defense system of a mecha car, but it is very light and can travel unimpeded on the suspended lane, and the occupants in the car can hardly feel a little noise and vibration.
Geddon was a little drunk, afraid of being hated by his wife, so he asked Eden to adjust the alcohol concentration on him before getting in the car, holding the woman's soft and slender hand, the secretary-general's pride that was touted by everyone had not disappeared, and he said with a spring breeze: "They invited Yevgenia to sing at the dance. Did you see her? But this kind of packaged woman really can't be looked at. It's like comparing with you haha-how, are you happy today?"
"Happy," Lin Jingshu gently shook his hand, "it's me today"
The car stopped suddenly, the dashboard flashed an unusual light, the artificial intelligence inside was silent, and the car was suspended in the mid-air track like dust.
Gordon asked curiously, "What's going on?"
Lin Jingshu raised her head.
The bodyguard sitting in the front row immediately got up to check. At this time, the artificial intelligence in the car said intermittently: "The system has been attacked by an unknown attack, and the security system has been automatically pushed."
Gordon frowned. "What?"
At this moment, a row of small mecha vehicles suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and the security system of the track did not respond! The bodyguards of the Secretary-General immediately reacted, this is an assassination!
The bodyguard car swarmed up, and the exchange of fire immediately sounded. Geddon cursed, clenched Lin Jingshu's hand, and shouted at the bodyguard: "What are you doing, stupid, start the space field, and send us away first!"
The bodyguard responded "yes" and quickly pulled the safety door under the car seat. The emergency space field was inside. Gurdon thought he was slow and pushed him away. He quickly entered the command and turned around and said to Lin Jingshu: " Space field teleportation is uncomfortable, you"
The words "forbearance and forbearance" were not spoken. The artificial intelligence in the car suddenly went crazy, and a laser knife bounced out of the space field, instantly cutting Secretary-General Gordon into two halves that fit perfectly.
The bodyguard and Lin Jingshu were silent for a moment at the same time, Geddon kept looking at his wife, his eyes seemed shocked.
The next moment, his whole body was divided into two, and the blood all over his body splashed out like a fountain, spraying Lin Jingshu all over.
The bodyguard yelled, "Madam, get out of the way!"
Lin Jingshu was hugged and rolled out, and in a place no one saw, she stuck out her tongue and licked the blood splattered from the corner of her mouth.
"Hot," she thought. "It's sweet."
Then, as if three souls and seven souls had just returned to their positions, she let out a proper scream at the right time.
Zhan Lu, who was far away in the eighth galaxy, seemed to feel something, and he stopped there like a sudden crash. The cup that was receiving hot water was full, and the boiling water sprinkled his hand.
The fourth brother raised his head suddenly.
The rain is coming-
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