Soothing agent No. 6 has evolved so far, and the muscles in his body will no longer twitch. Lu Bixing's fingertips are trembling uncontrollably. At this time, the mechanical hand in the medical cabin has just buckled the safety line for him. If they were all pulled apart, it would be about one meter five, which was exactly the distance from him to the door.
Lu Bixing straightened the safety cable in an instant, just hooking Lin Jingheng's shirt, his trembling fingers pierced through the fragile fabric and tore the shirt open. One of them, blue veins of despair bursting out of his cramping fingers.
How can you disappear from my eyes again
At this moment, a calloused hand grabbed his wrist.
There were some small wounds on that hand, which had been treated, but in a hurry, and it was a little uneven.
Lu Bixing's brows twitched fiercely, and his frozen soul was swept away by the wooden stick with sparks. The fresh burning pain penetrated from the front chest to the back, and the pain was very real.
It's almost heartbreakingly real.
The whole heavy armor was swallowed into the vortex of the wormhole, and the space immediately began to distort. The square door of the chief's office became an endlessly changing geometric figure. Lin Jingheng said something, but his movements were slowed down infinitely, and he was close at hand. The voice can't come through.
Lu Bixing pulled him to his side, and Lin Jingheng, who was floating in the air, hit him at a very gentle speed. It was very light, and the strength was like two feathers held up by the air. In the process of falling It happened by chance, but Lu Bixing felt that a crack was knocked out of his hard chest, and with this as the center, it spread like a spider web all over the body, the skin was open and the flesh was ripped apart, revealing an indecent background. .
The wormhole wraps the mecha, creating a strange optical illusion in the turbulent time and space. The fuselage of the mecha disappears together with the surrounding walls, and the small "commander's office" expands from a few square meters to infinity, where people go up and down. Hanging in the air without touching the ground, there is nowhere to borrow.
Occasionally, there are several convex mirror-like planes, flashing things of another time and space, crossing them.
At the moment of the explosion, groups of mechas vanished into ashes, a blood-red sun rose from the horizon of a planet, and then was swept away by the glare of missiles falling. The invisible demon was a rainbow virus, wandering in the empty and desolate Eighth Galaxy. Harvested at will, people's corpses lie down in the soil like withered leaves, rotting out of white bones. This wormhole is like a sewer, storing countless thrilling disaster scenes in the Eighth Galaxy, constantly backtracking, and constantly walking away.
Immediately afterwards, due to the passage of the high-energy armed mecha, the wormhole channel became unstable.
The disappearing mecha fuselage reappeared, and then, intermittent "rustling" sounds sounded, and the mecha's warning light flashed at a constant speed.
Lin Jingheng was startled. He didn't know if this was normal, but he sensed danger. He quickly grabbed Lu Bixing's spacesuit, which he didn't have time to put on, tried to stuff him in, and turned his eyes to the oxygen mask that had rolled to the ceiling. Reach out.
Lu Bixing didn't let him break free, and he dragged him by the waist regardless, and the two were thrown to the wall by the safety cable, just as the mecha was dumping in that direction, Lin Jingheng's back was firmly against the wall: "You Put on your oxygen mask first!"
Lu Bixing didn't hear it. He slowly raised his hand and put his trembling hand on Lin Jingheng's chest. The time was stretched for a long time again. Or the illusion of time and space turbulence?"
Otherwise, why can't I feel his heartbeat
As if he had waited for so long, the man's chest trembled slightly.
Lu Bixing suddenly realized that whether the so-called "five-inner-burning" or "ecstasy" can be completely covered by a shot of soothing agent No. 6, so the joys and sorrows are so simple, far less than this sound of Shan. The belated heartbeat is thrilling—
It shattered the stars for thousands of years, and it also shattered his Lu Bixing.
In the wormhole, people's movements are also pulled as slow as the heartbeat, slow to a distance of no more than ten centimeters, and it takes a long time to reach them with all their strength. Lin Jingheng saw that the people in front of him seemed like silent films from ancient times, and he got stuck. The tape was sent forward frame by frame, which made him see the frantic pain on the other's face.
They couldn't communicate, and no one could hear anyone talking. However, after more than ten years of separation, more than five thousand days and nights, they were all compressed into tiny threads, and they were completely integrated into the pain. Lin Jingheng had no choice but to accept it all. , The agony of extinction wrapped him tightly, and it was difficult to breathe for a while.
It may have been as long as 10,000 years, and the "long distance" of more than ten centimeters was finally shortened to zero. Lin Jingheng tasted the other party's dry and cold lips, followed by a dull tingling sensation. Lu Bixing bit his lips, like It was about to eat him, and a stench of blood rushed into the senses. The heavy armor trembled violently, colliding with the unstable energy in the wormhole, hitting a dazzling light, dazzling people's eyes, and the mecha seemed to be swallowed by the wormhole channel that was about to collapse.
But who cares
If he could just die in the turbulent flow of time and space, then his life would end with a long-awaited reunion kiss.
Lu Bixing thought: "There will be no more perfection."
It's a pity that fate doesn't always collide with such a sad and beautiful ending. The next moment, the flow of time accelerated, and then returned to normal within a few breaths. The two defenseless people immediately fell down the wall, and Lin Jingheng reached out to Lu Bixing to protect him.
Vaguely as if it was still that evening, he was thrown onto the sofa by this man without hesitation, and his actions were exactly the same as in those days.
But sixteen years have passed.
Although the return journey of the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force was full of dangers, but fortunately, it was a near miss. It finally left the vortex of time-space turbulence. The guards downstairs rushed upstairs knowing that Lin Jingheng did not have any safety equipment. At that time, the wormhole was near. In front of him, there is no time to stop it, lest he have an accident. The guard hurriedly unfastened the safety rope and trotted up.
The door of the office didn't have time to close, it was half-closed, and the guards paused. From the crack of the door, they saw the greatest executive chief in the history of the Eighth Galaxy lying half-folded on Lin Jingheng, holding on to his shirt tightly with both hands. Stretched, silent tears flowed down his face, dripping from his red eyes, as if shedding tears of blood.
The guard was taken aback, and was stunned for a while, then came back slowly, quickly closed the door of the small office carefully, and ran on tiptoe.
Lu Bixing and the others came and went, only a hurried kiss was enough on the way, but for the people on the eighth galaxy side, a month and a half had passed.
Turan didn't know how he got through it.
Through the few words that came out of the wormhole, she learned a little about the outside situation on and off, but the information was incomplete, and she didn't know the specific ins and outs. Being stretched thin, Turan felt that he might have ruined the cows and tigers of the entire Eighth Galaxy, before he could hold back and did not rush directly into the wormhole area.
"General Turan, there is an energy reaction in the wormhole area!"
Turan jumped up, speaking so fast that he almost spat out his teeth: "Elizabeth Turan, Acting Commander of the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Forces, is Chief Lu returning?"
The signal just docked was unstable, and there was no sound on the opposite side.
Turan forcibly restrained himself: "Please confirm the safety of the troops accompanying the commander."
She didn't say anything, a voice from the communication channel streamed out.
"Ah? Elizabeth Turan?" Thomas Young asked suspiciously, "Turan doesn't speak in this tone, no, it sounds like a person! Is it the guy I know, won't it be the same name? Last name?"
Turan suddenly heard this voice, as if struck by lightning.
Thomas Yang cleared his throat: "Hello, I am Thomas Yang, the captain of the silver third guard, not the 'Thomas Yang', my contribution to history lies in humor and modified mecha, not a 'double-slit experiment', very It is an honor to be in the eighth galaxy of wonder."
Turan's cold expression suddenly collapsed. The red marks spread from the corners of her eyes to her temples, and quickly occupied her nose and lips. She held the communication station as if out of breath, and suddenly took off her military cap and threw it on the ground: "Fuck your brother, Thomas Young!"
Thomas Yang was stunned for a moment: "Ah? If you want to fuck, fuck my brother, that's fine, he's not worth much anyway, you can take it."
Poisson Yang: "Two, have you two tacitly agreed that I will die in battle?"
"We only have three people and two mechas left in the fourth guard, and only one person in the eighth guard. Your ninth guard has grown to the size of a galaxy? I'm sorry, we are in a bad mood now."
"Elizabeth, long time no see."
"It's not been a long time, Baiyinjiu and Baiyin10, the striker and assassination that they agreed on, the combination of low and low, who made you secretly inflate and get rich?"
"They all went out of the super-space heavy armor team to welcome a guest, do you have any conscience?"
Poisson Young: "Nouveau riche."
Thomas Young: "Silly daughter of a landlord's family."
The brothers who are like enemies finally agreed on the issue of hating the rich, and said in unison: "I despise you!"
Turan was so choked that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't pour out the "Jinglun" who was full of scolding on the street. She was so anxious that tears fell like rain, her mouth was upside down, and there was only one sentence left, "Bastard", she said intermittently: "You guys The bastards are coming to the general?"
Then she heard someone softly, the tenderness in his voice still not dissipated, and said to her, "Well, I'm also there."
The eighth galaxy is really a cruel miracle.
Dr. Harden was helped out of the medical cabin, sat in a wheelchair, and stretched his neck to look at the aerial camera on the mecha.
They left the wormhole area and walked for about ten hours, and came to the transition point near the outermost part of the eighth galaxy.
It happens to be where several waterways meet. There are still some traces left from the war, but it is very orderly. When the heavy armored team passed through, the military waterway coincided with the civilian waterway, and the civilian waterway was temporarily closed for half an hour. The merchant ship was waiting there, and when the team passed by, the light signal of the merchant ship "for a group photo" could be seen on the aerial camera.
Randomly, large and small spaces quickly appeared on the waterway, and occasionally they passed through natural planets. The guards around the natural planets looked like military fortresses in the first galaxy of the year.
"After the eighth planetary system was isolated from the outside world, there were several years of civil war," Cockfight told Dr. Harden and the others along the way. "Of course, it is peaceful now, but some wartime habits still remain."
While speaking, a line of writing flashed on the cabin wall: "Say hello to the commander-in-chief of the Beijing Beta Star Experimental Base."
"Ah, it's the Beta Star in Beijing, it's just at the apogee. It turned out to be a good place, but it's a bit longer in winter, and my family used to live here," said Fighting Cock. "When the war started, Gloria The prince fished in troubled waters and blew this up, and we can't completely reshape the ecology of the natural planet now, so we have to use it as an experimental base."
Dr. Harden asked, "A military-industrial experimental base?"
"Well," Fighting Cock said, "the main direction is anti-missile defense. One of my classmates is working here, and it's not bad, but it burns money. They ask President Lu about the budget every three days. She blocked it once, but there is no way. We can't be isolated from the world forever. The destroyed transition point can be rebuilt. Maybe it will be open to the outside world again in a few decades. At that time, I don't know what the attitude of the alliance is. Be on guard. The commander can lead us to build the eighth galaxy like this, it’s really hard, everyone doesn’t want to remember, how can it be destroyed again?”
Dr. Harden asked, "Is the commander really the son of General Lu Xin?"
Fighting Cock rubbed his nose, and when he mentioned the president, he showed a little naive look when he was a student: "You lied to them, right? Hahaha, otherwise what should I do? Is it hard to fight? Our president Lu responded very quickly."
Dr. Harden: ""
"The stone statue of General Lu Xin is on the square of Galaxy City. He and his declaration of freedom are our cornerstones. Lu always follows his path and leads us out of the quagmire," said Fighting Cock. "Occasionally, President Lu will I went to sit in front of the statue of General Lu Xin for a while, because my surname happened to be Lu. There are some rumors like this among the people who don't know the truth. But to me, he used to be my teacher, and now he is our chief, it doesn't matter what he is. ."
The captain of the Silver First Guard is a safe man. He took over Dr. Harden's wheelchair and asked, "When is the right time for us to visit the Chief?"
"Oh, wait a minute, I'll ask." Fighting Cock poked at the personal terminal for a while, asking for directions to the peak.
After a while, he received a "temporary rest" order - the chief was brought down.
Unlike Lin Jingheng, who wanted to go back to the eighth galaxy, Lu Bixing never knew that he was still alive, and his emotions fluctuated. After a day of sleep, he cooled his overheated brain.
Lu Bixing: "Go away, I don't need to"
However, before he said anything about his refusal, the manipulator suddenly attacked him from behind. A large dose of sedative instantly covered his energy like the end of a strong arrow. Lu Bixing didn't say a word and fell into Lin Jingheng's arms.
Lin Jingheng: ""
He hurriedly caught Lu Bixing and put him into the medical cabin. Who would have thought that although Lu Bixing fainted, his hand was like shackles, and he would not loosen a single tooth.
Lin Jingheng sighed silently, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, sat down beside the medical cabin, and whispered to Zhan Lu, "You weren't so presumptuous when you followed me."
"Yes sir, my level of autonomy is much higher now than when I was following you," Zhan Lu replied, "As an electronic housekeeper, it is still much more free than as a mecha core. Principal Lu has granted me permission in his irrational situation. Work cheaply."
Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows: "So you bully him, okay?"
Zhan Lu didn't hear his former master's dissatisfaction at all, and said in a relaxed and pleasant tone: "It's not like this, sir, my system was repaired by Principal Lu, and he can disable any of my functions at any time, It's he who thinks he's irrational at times and chooses me as supervisor, it's a long story - it's a few hours before we arrive at the Galactic City base, do you want to hear it?"
Lin Jingheng nodded: "You said."
Lu Bixing's brows, who were brought down by the tranquilizer, were still tightly furrowed, not knowing what kind of upside-down dream he was having.
If he was still a little sensible, he should remember to clean up Zhan Lu's memory in advance, but unfortunately it was too late.
The stone statue of Galaxy City, Lu Xin looked up to the sky. The heavy armor was like a hurrying dark cloud, passing over his head and falling to the Galaxy City base in the distance. The stone statue has been here for more than ten years. People are so used to seeing him that only the alien tourists are still making a fuss about taking pictures.
The young guard yawned boredly, and the media robots, who were stationed near the Galaxy City base, flew in swarms, ready to queue up at the base to report on the pioneering work of the heavy armor successfully passing through the natural wormhole.
The corner of the stone statue's mouth is frozen with a smile that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, towards the distant future.
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