Although Cyclops is an arms dealer, he claims to be proficient in burning, killing and looting, and he is also very handy in scratching land across borders. In less than ten minutes, he turned over all the supplies that needed to be taken away according to the list of what to do when landing, set up the procedures, and dispatched them in the same way, and stuffed them into the mecha, without the need for four cumbersome "assistants". .
One is the cold black fourth brother, and the other is Gloria One-eyed Hawk with a murderous face. No one dared to take the initiative to start a conversation with these two. The students put their hands aside blankly. Dare to be lively, huddled together, like four little animals that have nowhere to hide in the violent wind and rain, drenched and shivering.
At this time, Mint's personal terminal turned on, and Lu Bixing in the main control room used the supply communication network to get through to her phone.
I usually heard him talk nonsense in the classroom and the auditorium, and I didn't think he was very reliable. However, at the moment when his projection appeared, several students had the illusion of being "saved" and surrounded him.
Lu Bixing asked, "Are you afraid?"
One sentence almost brought the students to tears.
Mint asked in a choked voice, "Mr. Lu, why haven't you come yet?"
"The smugglers have their own 'underground channel'. The supply person evacuated in advance and took all the weapons and equipment. There must be accurate information channels. It is much safer to follow them than us to wander between the stars. , I'll try to hack their communication database." Lu Bixing was opening the host program with his head lowered, and only a profile face could be seen in the projection, he said wholeheartedly, "Don't be afraid. The adventure of returning, this is the norm, you will get used to it in the future - are you ready for your first mecha operation class?"
Among the four students, Mint and White have their own aspirations, and never planned to learn mecha operation. Cockfighting has left a psychological shadow on the mecha, and Huang Jingshu is a hollow-brained disease-according to contemporary brain science theory, hollow-brained disease When concentrating and synaesthesia with non-human brain equipment, there are defects that are difficult to cure, which means that she may not be able to connect to the fine network, and even if she can connect, the matching degree will be very low.
If it is normal, even if they are tied to chairs and forced to listen to the lectures, they will probably only get four "desk Awakening Emperors", and there will always be some "dead woods" who are not enlightened by nature.
"Mecha is a weapon produced to deal with interstellar warfare. In the early years, the war reached the interstellar level, and the battleships used often required soldiers from several battalions. On a battleship, multiple arms need to work together and have dedicated pilots. , surveying and mapping experts, artillery, etc., the efficiency is very low, and the error rate is also high, and once these space forces are mixed with enemy spies and traitors, it will bring incalculable losses to the entire force on the warship - so Jingwang should be used as the times require. and was born."
In the hustle and bustle, the somewhat distorted voice of the man in the personal terminal was still gentle and calm, with a quiet strength, even the one-eyed eagle, who had always disdained his strange dreams, raised his head and looked up, without interrupting the scene.
"With the highly intelligent fine net, the functions of a whole warship are condensed on one mecha. Once the human consciousness is connected with the fine net, the human becomes the soul of the warship. After fine linking, your The five senses and six senses will be replaced by the receiver of the mecha, and the brain receives a lot of information, which is why many people are often shocked when they connect to the Jingwang for the first time."
White asked: "Principal, how can I adapt to Jingwang?"
Lu Bixing was silent for a moment: "Call the teacher in the future, the school is gone - the principle of adapting to Jingwang is very simple, that is to be familiar with every part and function of the mecha, and fully predict how they will make you feel, usually in the classroom. It's a separate school with a simulator, and it's stacked on top of the same thing, and that's why we need a school year."
He heard the impossible task of Lu Bixing in his ears, and looked at the complicated signals and procedures on the mecha that was constantly entering materials. He didn't dare to think about his friends and mother on the star of Beijing, and he felt sad for a while. Almost overwhelmed by the great despair: "Mr. Lu, I don't understand, and I can't learn. I was expelled from the seventh grade of basic education. They said that I have mental problems."
Huang Jingshu said softly, "Teacher, I have emptiness and low energy."
White: "Teacher, I am not that material"
"Shh—" Lu Bixing interrupted him, "Count your breaths, take a deep breath, ten times, don't count anymore."
The sporadic sobbing gradually disappeared, and Lu Bixing's speech rate remained unchanged, as if the sky was falling, or the students were big idiots, it would not affect him: "Remember this feeling, this is what you need in the mecha operation. The first lesson I learned, once you find yourself unable to match the mecha or adapt to the massive amount of information, get rid of all distracting thoughts and senses you don’t need, and concentrate on counting your heartbeat or breathing. You will find that the frequency of the Jingwang oscillating and fluctuating is similar to the frequency you count, which represents the first step for the Jingwang to accept you."
When a person's tone is too determined, other people with insufficient willpower will subconsciously obey him.
The restless students gradually listened in, and the four rotten heads, under such extreme circumstances, had a hole cut out.
Lin Jingheng retracted his gaze from the projection: "Report the mecha maintenance and charging process."
"The backup energy system has been installed, and the defense system has been repaired. The fine network is restarting, and the energy reserve is 85%. It is expected to be completed in ten minutes."
"Zhan Lu, is the search process successful?" Lin Jingheng asked, "Where is Baiyinjiu?"
The manipulator fell off his arm, and Zhan Lu fell to the ground and turned into a human shape: "Sorry sir, I can't locate it, the silver nine signal has disappeared."
There are two situations in which the signal disappears. Either Baiyinjiu is attacked, the communication system is damaged, or even the entire army is wiped out; or they encounter an emergency and are forced to temporarily withdraw outside the domain.
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Neither situation is optimistic.
Lin Jingheng closed his eyes slightly: "What about the others?"
Zhan Lu paused: "The communication systems of the seven galaxies in the alliance have collapsed across the board."
The capital star fell, all the dignitaries evacuated, the communication system of the seven galaxies collapsed, and the situation of the alliance was much worse than he imagined.
So is the Garden of Eden still running
The Alliance without the Garden of Eden is like a house cat whose claws are worn out and exiled to the virgin forest. Even basic survival is a problem, let alone defending against star thieves.
This is by no means the chaos caused by a momentary mistake by the Union Military Commission, but a long-planned war.
"No wonder I'm so anxious to kill me." Lin Jingheng sneered in a low voice, "These idiots from the Management Committee who are spearheads for traitors and pirates."
At this moment, Zhan Lu suddenly raised his head, as if capturing the ominous aura in the depths of the night sky.
Lin Jingheng: "What?"
"Sir, I have detected strong energy fluctuations, I suggest to evacuate immediately!"
Zhan Lu is just a mecha core, with no body, and no anti-missile system. If he can detect energy fluctuations, it means that within five minutes, this energy fluctuation will swallow the entire supply.
The other party didn't even leave them for half an hour!
"Prepare to accelerate the track," Lin Jingheng made a decisive decision and turned to the one-eyed eagle. "Enough is enough, as much as you have, go up, and prepare to go."
The one-eyed eagle spit out the smoke in his mouth: "The medicine box hasn't been called out yet."
"It's too late," Lin Jingheng said quickly, "Let's go!"
At this time, the thousand-year-old enemy could only cooperate. One-eyed eagle finally stopped fighting against him. He simply and rudely interrupted the material delivery process, and then pushed and shoved the students into the open mecha door. Seeing Mint still looking around nervously, the one-eyed eagle grabbed the back of her neck, picked her up like a cat, and threw her directly into the hatch a few meters away.
Mint screamed: "The teacher is still in the main control room!"
"I know." Lin Jingheng and Cyclops said in unison.
Lin Jingheng turned around and left. One-eyed eagle didn't worry about him, he was about to follow, but a cold mechanical hand grabbed his shoulders.
"Mr. Lu," Zhan Lu said, "the third attack has already occurred on an unlocated planet, and the aftermath will arrive here in five minutes. Now you need to get on the mecha, control the fine net, and prepare to connect to the orbit. Principal Lu A remote-controlled magnetic field is installed on the mech, and then the mech can be caught after the mech accelerates, please believe that the general will take him to catch up."
One-eyed eagle: "My son is handed over to him?! Me"
Zhan Lu interrupted him in a low voice: "is your son?"
The one-eyed eagle's face changed suddenly.
"Please rest assured." Zhan Lu said, "The general asked me to tell you that, according to ancient sayings, Principal Lu is like a human-shaped tiger talisman. He can exchange all of General Lu Xin's old department by himself, and his value is even higher than that of General Lu Xin. Silver Fortress, even if the general dies, he will never let him go wrong."
The artificial intelligence pressed the Cyclops' shoulders without moving, and the green eyes were as clear and unsullied as they were more than a hundred years ago.
The big people came and went, and the eight galaxies were turned upside down again and again. Some people got old, some people left, and some people died. Meticulous appearance.
But he said such cold and heartless words, full of Lin's style.
The one-eyed eagle threw his hand away suddenly, and without a word, boarded the mecha, connected to the fine net, and the mecha's power system roared and slowly slid onto the track.
In the main control room, Lu Bixing actually heard Lin Jingheng's words through the students' personal terminals, but he couldn't leave at this time. He finally turned to the information of the underground route. The personal terminal arrived on the host to download, and the progress bar moved forward like a bullock cart. Pull, the progress is just 90%.
The personal terminal made a "呲la" sound, and the first thing that the menacing energy wave interfered with was the communication system!
Mint's voice came intermittently: "Mr. Lu, hurry up"
Process 93%.
"Quiet," Lu Bixing said softly, "little girl, don't scream all the time, it looks like you have no temperament."
Process 95%.
"It's too dangerous to fly all over the sky to hide from interstellar pirates, and the probability of surviving is very low. Students, there is no such thing as 'playing on the spot' and 'surviving in a desperate situation' in interstellar warfare. We fragile carbon-based life forms, If I want to survive in the siege of super-space heavy mecha, it is impossible to rely on probability and luck, I must get this”
97% of the process, the personal terminal whose signal was strongly interfered suddenly disconnected.
Lu Bixing seemed to be ignorant, staring at the progress bar closely.
If he dies and doesn't get this in time, even if the others manage to escape, they will be walking a tightrope in the universe, resigned to fate.
98% 99% of the supplies have begun to tremble, and the piercing siren screeched—of course, the defense system of this small supply is better than nothing, and even it has begun to alarm, which means that the aftermath of the explosion is close at hand.
At the same time, the track preparing to launch the mech made a huge roar, the high temperature distorted the air density, and the distant scenery began to be bizarre, like a mirage in the desert.
The sound of the notification sounded like the sound of nature, and Lu Bixing took a deep breath. Before he could turn around, Lin Jingheng kicked open the door of the main control room.
Lu Bixing didn't expect him to find him personally and stayed on the spot.
"Follow me." Lin Jingheng pulled him and dragged him out without saying a word. At the same time, he found a gun with a blasting function from nowhere, and shot the door of the supply air track, which was originally blocked. A near-Earth high-speed rail car was parked above.
Lu Bixing didn't wait for him to speak, and immediately stepped forward to put his personal terminal up a pair, and in less than a second, he pried open the railcar, and his proficiency was comparable to that of a professional car thief.
Lin Jingheng accelerated the rail car to the extreme, and the two people in the car were slapped hard on the seat back. If they were both strong, this acceleration would have smashed the ribs on the seat back.
At this time, in the dark supply due to the lack of artificial light sources, fish maw white rose in the distance, as if the beginning of the sun was about to usher in.
The beauty is always so ominous.
The Cyclops and their mechas have increased their speed along the track, the docking valve at the bottom of the docking track has begun to loosen, and the mecha is ready to lift off.
The Cyclops tensed like a string that was about to be broken, and the eyes attached to the fine net wanted to pierce the supply. The next moment, the speed of the mecha exceeded the critical value and went out of orbit!
Mint suddenly changed color: "Wait, teacher!"
The mecha track and the rail car track are vertically up and down, and the rail car rushed over. However, fishing at this speed is tantamount to letting the people speeding on the high-speed rail car push the window and pick a specific leaf from the tree along the way.
One-eyed eagle can't bear it: "make it for me"
Zhan Lu, the mecha core attached to the mecha net, quickly interrupted his braking command: "Mr. Lu can't do it!"
At this moment, Lin Jingheng's rail car passed the intersection of the rails that were perpendicular to each other. The rail car that was still accelerating frantically was about to pass directly under the mecha. The mecha's remote control magnetic field was suddenly activated, and the powerful control force. The simple magnetic field temporarily made by Lu Bixing penetrated in and directly took over part of the authority of Jingwang.
Lin Jingheng seemed to have separated two consciousnesses by himself. On the one hand, he controlled the mecha to stretch out the fishing hand exactly, and on the other hand, the railcar collided head-on.
The protective gas in the fishing hand penetrated into the body instantly, and when the protective gas touched the human body, it solidified into an amber-like substance. Sparks were ground with the track and exploded with a "bang".
At that moment, the fisherman controlled by the fine net turned abruptly at an angle, and part of the exploding car body was staggered from Lu Bixing in a thrilling manner, and slammed into Lin Jingheng's back.
However, no one noticed this subtle movement, because the white light had already shaken people to the point of being unable to open their eyes, and the huge noise of the mecha, including the explosion, was covered up.
The fisherman slammed into the mecha.
Zhan Lu: "Mr. Lu, give up your authority, or you will be injured."
The one-eyed eagle thought to himself, "Mother's!"
However, it is a fact that his skills are not as good as others. The one-eyed eagle is very aware of current affairs. In order to prevent him from being ejected from the fine net again, Zhan Lu's voice declined, so he took the initiative to retreat. The moment Lin Jingheng touched the mecha body, he took over the fine net. The two are almost seamless.
The next moment, the mecha directly started the jump program.
The supply was overwhelmed by the white light, and the ominous white light followed closely after the mecha that had just gotten rid of gravity. When it was about to touch, the mecha disappeared out of thin air.
Passing through the distant and distorted time and space, but the coordinates of the landing are slightly shifted - the frozen protective gas spreads out in the fishing hands, Lin Jingheng swayed and did not get up, and the wreckage of the rail car that just flew up from his back waist. It hit his shoulders and ran straight through his back.
The wound that had just been blocked by the protective gas leaked and oozing blood.
Lu Bixing's heartbeat almost stopped, and he caught him: "Lin!"
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