The Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force, who was on the verge of an arrow just now, first witnessed the birth of the Ten Silver Guards, and then heard this miraculous voice. Everyone was stunned. Chief speaks.
But the chief turned into a wax figure in situ, motionless.
At that moment, Lu Bixing didn't actually feel anything "unbelievable" or "ecstatic", he didn't even have time to think about "is this a fake from someone else", his joys and sorrows and thinking ability The group was in slow motion for a time, and only the sense of fear took the lead. The biting coolness rushed up his back, blowing away the body temperature and freezing the internal organs.
He rolled his eyes in panic, trying to observe other people's reactions, hoping to find some reference, but he couldn't see for a while - he was sure that he was not crying, and there should be no problem with his eyes, but all the senses seemed to be in In the wormhole, severely twisted and dulled. Other people's faces are like a layer of frosted glass, shadowy, far away from him.
So a lonely thought came up, and Lu Bixing thought, "Am I finally crazy?"
Eleven "independence years" have passed, thousands of days, Lu Bixing has had many enemies, but his biggest enemy is not poverty, nor internal and external troubles, but himself. He felt like a tightrope walker, struggling to find a balance every day, choking his soul, not letting it explode, not letting it sink, not letting it boil over, and not allowing it to die.
Lu Bixing is good at cooking chicken soup of various tastes for others, and the most commonly used ingredients in "chicken soup" often come from some fictional or real biographies of celebrities, so he has covered a lot in this regard. There are not so many new things in the world. As long as you are willing, you can always find people with the same disease and pity on the pages. Lu Bixing also tried to follow the long history of human beings to find a few people who have a common situation, and go upstream along the time. Have a chat with them.
Some of these deceased people told him stories of "rebirth from ashes", and some of them told him stories of "soul annihilation". Lu Bixing gradually discovered that the former began to be unable to touch him, but the latter, sometimes Let him feel a little bit of sympathy.
Words and stories are dead things, imprinted there unchanged for thousands of years, and what changes is the perspective of the spectator, he understands this. Ever since he realized this problem, Lu Bixing was like a dying old man who was afraid of death, afraid that he would go crazy, that the seven notches on the desk were full, and that no magic spell could save him.
However, he thought again: "But if you want to be crazy, you can't choose to be crazy at this time!"
Behind him now is the unpredictable Heart of Rose Wormhole area, and in front of him is a battlefield where several forces are fighting together.
His messy thoughts flew around the eight galaxies, with a thousand thoughts, but only a few seconds passed in reality.
The three warring parties did not hear the nuclear explosion in Lu Bixing's heart. The active wormhole area in the Heart of the Rose was a natural bunker. Needless to say, the Ten Silver Guards, even the Central Army of the Alliance who passed through the Heart of the Rose, failed to detect their path. presence of horses.
The Ten Silver Guards brazenly smashed the two sides of the melee away, like a steel knife holding both sides, opening a narrow passage, quietly watching the unarmed starship that had just fallen into the battlefield and took the opportunity to flee.
Woolf shoved the guards away, stalking each other on his legs, and staggered to the communication screen in the Votto command center, almost breaking his voice: "Who is it? Who are you!"
There was silence for a while, and then the voice just now answered calmly: "The Ten Silver Guards."
On the interstellar battlefield, there was an uproar of armed forces.
In the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force hidden in the dark, all the old men from Baiyinjiu couldn't help but burst into tears. Lu Bixing tasted a little blood, tasted it blankly, and found that he accidentally bit his tongue.
The man added: "The second, fifth, seventh, and ninth guards of the silver are absent today for some reason. There is only one person left in the original eighth guard, and it has been merged into the silver ten. After many years of wasting, the sales are not good, everyone makes do. Look."
Woolf's dry lips trembled violently, and he asked, "Who is the commander?"
"Wait a minute, the command ship was captured from the Pirate Freedom Corps. It's a long trip. There's something wrong with the communication equipment. I'm trying to repair it, okay."
Woolf gasped, and his heart that had been as solid as a stone for more than three hundred years slammed it hard, and almost fell on his back. The signal on the pitch-black communication screen flickered erratically a few times, and then, a A new communication request passed, and a man appeared on the screen.
He took care of himself. The ordinary cotton shirt and trousers had an indescribably tough temperament on him. He still had a pair of spotless white gloves on his hands. Except for his hair that was not well groomed, it looked a little long. Besides, this "ghost" that lingered in everyone's heart for sixteen years of Watton was no different from that year.
Lin Jingheng.
He is like Napoleon, the French emperor who escaped from Elba Island in ancient times. Hell can't keep him. As soon as he makes a sound, there are still countless followers who follow him to death.
Lu Bixing seemed to have burned his eyes, closed his eyes fiercely, and gradually recovered from his temporary deafness.
"Commander, is this possible? Is it true?"
"It's General Lin!"
"Mr. Lu, have you seen it? It's General Lin!"
Zhan Lu asked, "Principal Lu, do you need medical help?"
Lu Bixing stretched out his hand and said with all his strength, "If you want a soothing agent, give me soothing agent No. 6."
The soothing agent is an important space utility item. It has developed a lot in the Eight Galaxy over the years. While reducing side effects, it has also developed many branches with different functions. The soothing agent No. 6 has a calming function and is specially used to relieve The instability of human-machine connection caused by excessive emotional fluctuations can specifically eliminate the transmitters that cause emotional fluctuations, neutralize excess hormones, and bring people mechanical stability. The effective time is 20 minutes.
The drugs forcibly suppressed his erratic intelligence, and the blood pressure changed sharply, causing the capillaries in the eyes to become congested. But at the same time, he was also pulled out of the moment, his personal feelings were forced to sleep, and his order was restored as if watching the fire from the other side.
"Wait a minute," Lu Bixing said, "Don't move the vanguard, be ready to fire at any time, the engineering team, please monitor the situation in the wormhole area and ensure the safety of the passage in preparation for evacuation."
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"Yes."
"Principal Lu," Zhan Lu suddenly said at this time, "you just gave me a private order, I have searched it, and the result has been sent to your personal terminal. I think the nature of this matter has gone beyond 'private' It has an impact on the current situation, and it is recommended that you check it immediately."
Lu Bixing didn't remember what the "private order" was, but out of trust in Zhan Lu's judgment, he still glanced down at his personal terminal—
At that time, he was interrupted by the wormhole in the middle of his speech. Zhan Lu followed half an order to compare his brain genes with all the genetic information in the database. There was no identity restriction or gender restriction when searching.
The No. 6 soothing agent played a powerful role. When Lu Bixing looked at the judgment of the parent-child relationship between him and Lu Xin, he was not shocked at all. He just quickly browsed the judgment basis - Zhan Lu's association function was powerful, and the search process was automatically adjusted. , respectively compared the genes of Lu Bixing's brain with those of Cyclops and Mrs. Lu Xin, and the three results were listed clearly.
No wonder he has never been able to find his so-called "mother". It turns out that the woman was all fabricated by Cyclops himself. No wonder he, as the son of the eighth galaxy's local snake, had such a miserable childhood, no wonder Cyclops has such a strange aesthetic. The person who didn't even have a proper name suddenly changed his surname to "Lu".
No wonder Zhan Lu's database was deleted by those two people.
"It makes sense," Lu Bixing buckled on his personal terminal and said to Zhan Lu in a cold-eyed tone, "You are right, this is indeed a very important piece of information."
At this time, separated by the first galaxy and more than 20 Watton years, Lin Jingheng and his former most respected predecessors, superiors, and teachers looked at each other from a distance, with hundreds of millions of resentful souls in between.
Woolf's jaw twitched, but he didn't speak.
Lin Jingheng nodded at him and said meaningfully, "Thanks to you, Marshal, I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime."
At this time, the communication signal from the interstellar pirate came in, and a person only heard the sound, but said no one else: "General Lin, you have today, and you really want the blessing of Marshal Towolf."
This voice seems to have been twisted by a low-quality voice changer. It sounds like a robot with insufficient power. It is very harsh for men and women, lest others not know that it is a fake voice.
Lin Jingheng lifted his eyelids: "Who are you? When you fight, you fight, if you kill, you kill. Your family hasn't taught you that you can't hide your head and show your tail forever?"
Lin Jingshu was trembling all over, and through the crappy voice changer, she gritted her teeth and said, "I am indeed a person who has a life and no support. I have bad family education, which makes General Lin laugh. But I think you need one. Advice, a person can be uneducated, but he can't be uneducated, and it is too well deserved to die twice in the same pit."
"Interstellar pirates are so polite now, give me a free piece of advice when we meet." Lin Jingheng turned to Woolf with a half-smile, "How about it, Marshal, do you have any gifts for me?"
Woolf waved his hand and waved away Wang Ailun, who was trying to step forward to help him. He slowly straightened his waist. After a while, his gaffe had been swept away.
Woolf said solemnly: "My meeting ceremony is the peaceful future of all mankind, and there is a new alliance - Jingheng, I don't ask you where you have been and what you have done these years, but you came by coincidence. Twenty-four hours after the surrender of the Glory of the Pirates, the steles of the Alliance will land on Votto's land again. The new Alliance will realize everything envisaged in the Declaration of Freedom, and after breaking the Garden of Eden, we will get the real Freedom. The major galaxies will be equal to each other, and there will be no more economic plunder and exploitation. Your ideals, my ideals, and everyone's ideals will be realized—are you satisfied?"
Lin Jingheng stopped smiling and looked at him coldly.
At that time, Lin Jingheng escaped from the heart of the rose. Because of the usual bad luck, the ecological cabin did not follow the established route, but was accidentally involved in the turbulent time and space of the heart of the rose. Later, it seemed that it should be an active one. The natural wormhole area is just connected to the vicinity of the eighth galaxy. The seven-eighth galaxy coalition was ambushed by the Anti-Ukrainian Society, indicating that the secret channel of the eight-galaxy galaxy must have been exposed. It is impossible for Turan to block the last entrance. If he wants to go back, Lin Jingheng can only try his luck in the restricted area. Did not expect to catch up with such an out.
He came all the way from the sixth galaxy, joined the silver ten guards, and also understood the current situation. Everywhere is much calmer than it was back then. Anti-Ukrainian Huiji withdrew from the war, social order was restored, and those who survived began to adapt to their new lives. If it weren't for the unsettling factor of Lin Jingshu's Freedom Corps, then with the departure of the Glory of the Pirates, it would almost mean the end of this long turmoil.
Woolf looked at Lin Jingheng, he knew that Lin Jingheng had forbidden fruit in his hand.
Lin Jingheng survived the war in the seven or eight galaxies, and Woolf did not expect him to be kept in the dark. An anti-Ukrainian society and Lin Jingheng are the only people who know his secrets and have evidence to bring reasonable charges against him.
But so what
Of course, Lin Jingheng can tell the world that he will break the alliance between the alliance and Lu Xin's old division on the spot, and he will never be saved.
An era of peace, a great era is about to begin, this great era has climbed up from the abyss, even if they all know that the ladder under its feet is woven by lies and conspiracies, so what
The dawn of peace has just lit up, will Lin Jingheng take this ladder away
Woolf turned his head and made a calm gesture to Wang Ailun—Hope would not, and neither would Lin Jingheng.
What the Freedom Legion kidnapped was just a travel star with a small population. From this perspective, he kidnapped all human beings.
Lin Jingshu sneered through a strange voice changer and said, "General Lin in the center of the alliance, what about all the dead martyrs and people in the seven or eight galaxies? What about the comrades who fought alongside you? Should they also seek a fair statement? "
Woolf said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency has no bottom line in forcibly promoting strong chip drugs, violently kidnapping and killing civilians. The word 'fairness' came out of your mouth, which is really insulting."
"I insulted fairness. Didn't your Excellency the Marshal insult the 'future'? If you really put the human rights of citizens in your eyes, why don't you care about the Serbian star at all, and insist on not delaying your surrender ceremony?" The voice in the voice changer Extremely sharp, "General Lin, are you going to hand the future of the alliance into the hands of such a person?"
Lin Jingheng couldn't hold back the fire when she heard her words: "Otherwise? Hand it into the hands of chip drugs?"
Woolf smiled: "Welcome back to the alliance, Jingheng, you must be God's blessing to the alliance and a gift to us. The alliance needs the silver ten guards, the blade, to clear the last darkness before dawn for us."
Lin Jingheng turned his head and gave him no face at all: "I don't mean it either, Your Excellency Marshal, please don't be too sentimental."
At this moment, the refugees had escaped from the battle circle. Lin Jingheng waved his hand, and the Silver Ten Guards followed him like his tacit hands and feet, heading towards the dangerous Rose Heart.
Lin Jingshu couldn't hold back for a while, and called out to him: "Wait, where are you going?"
Lin Jingheng didn't answer.
Woolf glanced at Wang Ailun, and immediately, the Union Army suddenly opened fire and bombed the Freedom Legion without any scruples.
Lin Jingshu: "No one is allowed to leave!"
The Free Legion gathered its troops, and eyeless artillery fire hit the Alliance Army and the Silver Ten Guards at the same time.
Lin Jingheng's face turned cold: "You bastard, are you coming to me to court death!"
Woolf said loudly: "The ten silver guards are the glory of the alliance. It seems that someone will not allow you to stay out of it, Jingheng!"
His voice fell, and at this moment, the menacing Freedom Legion suddenly scrambled, and the "Heart of the Rose" seemed to have conjured a flower of artillery fire out of thin air. The omen copied their way back, and before the shields of countless mechas could react, they were melted by the superimposed particle cannons, and the aftermath swept up to the front of the two armies.
An alarm sounded in the Union Army's mecha, and Woolf's eyes twitched slightly: "Who?"
Immediately afterwards, a strict mecha that had never appeared in front of the world slowly lined up in the team from the heart of the rose.
Unfamiliar communication requests were sent to each mecha, and the young commander of the Eighth Galaxy looked around.
Lin Jingheng got up abruptly, spilled half of the bottle of wine, and almost soaked the communication screen that was just enough.
"Baiyin Jiu is not absent for any reason, General." Lu Bixing stared at him with his bloody eyes, "Is the Silver Ten Guards from the Alliance? I didn't agree to this either."
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