The underground channel rubs across the edge of the eighth galaxy and extends to the outside world. It is said that there are three underground supplies on the way. The first supply is near the asteroid group outside the eighth galaxy. The coordinates are very hidden, "Self-Defense Forces" Currently sitting here.
"Smelly Big Sister" - this person's real name is "Spencer", and he feels that he is full of heroic masculinity except for being a little slender. He doesn't know why these stinky hooligans in the Eight Galaxy are calling him so It's an insulting nickname, but fortunately everyone insults each other, so it can't be considered a disadvantage.
Mr. Spencer's family's ancestry is interstellar smuggling and black market transactions, and he believes in the principle of "three caves for cunning rabbits". At present, the latter two supplies are used as backup bases, and the coordinates and addresses are strictly confidential. Only he knows it. Evacuate there as a retreat.
The self-defense force administration building is six stories high, and the top floor is the guest room. In the corridor, there is a shrewd security guard who is on duty 24 hours a day and is on call. There is also a babysitter robot in the room, which can order food. The space is quite luxurious.
There is an energy tower floating above the base, which is equivalent to an artificial "star". It falls evenly on the space through the artificial atmosphere. The blue sky is enough to be fake. Only when you look at the "horizon" from a distance, you can see a little unnatural clue. - At the junction of "heaven and earth", there is no line with white fish belly.
The group rested at the base for a night, wandering in space for months, and now they have a feeling of being alive again. Even the voices of people arguing and disturbing people on the street in the middle of the night are very cordial, reminding people that Beijing Xingxing will never shut up. The "Riko Cloud Car".
The next day, an ebullient Spencer came to invite them, first showed them the military appearance of the "Self-Defense Forces"--to be honest, very inhumane--and brought them to his office.
"The base is not temporary. You can see that these buildings and residential areas have been around for many years. Many people have lived here for most of their lives." The stinky lady pointed from the upstairs to the corner of the street not far away, " Look at that."
I saw a group of white-haired old men and women divided into two factions under the building, engaged in a military conflict.
People in the new ephemeris era grow up in their twenties, and they will maintain this appearance since then, until they are over two hundred years old, and they are considered "middle-aged", and their physiological functions begin to decline. The middle age is not long, after about thirty or forty years, it will gradually show the old state and approach the end of life.
Looking at the white-haired appearance of these "Red Sunset" people, the average age must be over 250.
However, this group of old two hundred and fifty are old and strong, and the punk has not decreased. The uncle in the lead was carrying a kitchen knife, two teeth were missing in his mouth, and his speech was leaky, and he did not delay his harsh words about hacking people and the whole family.
"When I was young, I ran goods in space to seek a living, and I had no identity in my life, so I had to go to the dungeon to retire." Sister Smelly shrugged, pushed open the window and yelled, "Go to your mother's old turtle grandson, get away from Laozi, don't be there I'm making a noise downstairs!"
The sunset reds raised their heads and collectively raised their middle fingers towards him.
Big Sister Smelly was embarrassed to have the same knowledge as the "two hundred and five" army, so she closed the window out of sight without worrying: "I'm laughing, there are many villains in the place, and the mecha consumes a lot over there. The energy in the base is a little tight, and conflicts are inevitable."
"There's one thing I don't quite understand," Lin Jingheng said suddenly and unhurriedly, "I don't know if it's inconvenient to ask for advice."
Big Sister Smelly said: "You're welcome, you say it."
Lin Jingheng: "Since the people at the base are all doing smuggling business on the underground channel, it is reasonable to say that they are used to drifting between the stars. Why can't they make up a mecha team?"
Lu Bixing came to the window, watching with interest the battle of the sunset reds. Hearing this question, he was suddenly stunned and looked back at Lin Jingheng.
Then I heard Big Sister Smelly smile bitterly: "Fourth brother looks down on us too much, small businessmen are just looking for a living, who has ever touched a mecha? It's not bad to have a tattered small merchant ship in a lifetime. How many big smugglers can there be? Some of them are rats in the sewers, and they've been here for generations."
Lu Bixing's eyebrows twitched slightly. Big Sister Smelly's words faded, and he suddenly waved to the students: "You haven't seen people who have settled in space for a long time, right? The artificial atmosphere and climate environment are different from ordinary planets, let's go, I'll take you out for a walk around, and get to know each other well."
Among the students, there are those who are as sensitive as mint. They already feel that the atmosphere is a little wrong, but they can't understand why: "Mr. Lu"
"Let's go." Lu Bixing didn't give her time to react, he pushed and dragged, "It's boring to listen to them chatting."
Mint looked back at Lin Jingheng, Lin Jingheng nodded at her, and kept watching Lu Bixing take away all the confused minors, the corner of his mouth only curved, revealing a bit of a malicious smile.
"Oh?" he said slowly, "I've never touched a mecha, so you bought these mechas on time."
The one-eyed eagle didn't hear what he meant until then, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Sister Smelly's expression changed slightly, he realized that he had said something wrong, and took a step back.
But the one-eyed eagle didn't allow him to hide, so he stepped forward, grabbed Big Sister Smelly by the collar, and pulled him up from the ground: "What do you mean? Never used mecha, but suddenly bought it from me two months ago. A large group? You knew then that the interstellar pirates would make moves in the near future, didn't they?"
The stinky elder sister struggled and forced a smile at him: "Brother, listen to my explanation"
"You explain shit!" The one-eyed eagle exploded on the spot.
Lin Jingheng "persuaded" beside him as if adding fuel to the jealousy: "Yes, Brother Lu, keep restraint and have something to say."
"You knelt down and licked like a dog in front of me, and you almost sold it. You begged me to give you discounts and installments. What were you thinking at the time? Huh?" , his voice was a little hoarse, it sounded like the roar of some kind of beast, the blue veins in his hands were violent, and he almost pinched the stinky little sister's small neck in two, "You look at me, do you think 'Look at this old man'. Silly x, how proud they are now, when the star thieves come, they will all die without a place to be buried', right?"
The stinky eldest sister was congested under her skin, her face flushed red.
Lin Jingheng folded his arms in front of his chest, leaning against the corner and watching coldly.
"Even if the government of the Eighth Galaxy wants to buy mecha privately, they have to pay my price. I have been in business for so many years, and I have not given anyone any sweetness. I think you are pitiful. Are you stupid, and I am a big deal?" The one-eyed eagle slammed the stinky eldest sister to the ground and smashed it with a punch, "I x your ancestor!"
Big Sister Smelly knocked off half of her front teeth and lost half a carat of broken diamonds by his old fist. Her nose bleeds all over her chest. He curled up on the ground and coughed into a ball in embarrassment: "I can't do anything about it."
"Yeah, there's no way," Lin Jingheng said, "if everyone knew that disaster was imminent, how could you fish in troubled waters? How could you hoard supplies and weapons at low prices? Don't talk about discounts, Brother Lu, you probably won't sell one of your mechas. right?"
"I don't care how you know about the star thief, you know that Prince Gloria will make a comeback, and you know the scale of this star thief attack. There are so many people in Gloria and Beijing who have helped you and treated you as a brother, for you. Matchmaking, you didn't say a word of warning, hid by yourself, and watched them helplessly." One-Eyed Eagle's voice broke, "Are you human?!"
"What can I do!" Big Sister Smelly's voice suddenly rose, "I'm not your rich and powerful Lord Lu, and I don't have the ability to make military mechas! If I tell one person about this, it's like telling everyone, The alliance government is trash. At that time, everyone in the eighth galaxy will be crazy. You will all come out to grab supplies and stock up weapons. Who doesn’t just care about themselves, regardless of whether others live or die?! In case someone follows my whereabouts, I don’t have the skills to compete with you. , I may not even be able to keep the secret of this underground channel. Once the news is leaked to the outside world, what will happen to those pirates, no one will be able to predict by then! If I am not fully prepared, how can I live? These are How can people live without an ID card all their lives? Tell me!"
One-eyed eagle can't hear a word. He has spent most of his life on Gloria Star. On the way to escape, he has been forcing himself not to think about or think about things that have happened and cannot be changed. How could it be alright? He was born and raised by Gloria, took the lead in resisting the tyranny of Prince Gloria when he was young, and fought side by side with countless famous and unsung heroes - Gloria Star not only has the family business he has saved for nearly two hundred years, but also He has the best brother and the warmest memory in his life.
Even if you tell him a day or an hour earlier
The stinky elder sister said hoarsely: "If you were me, would you be righteous and selfless? No one hurts when you talk!"
The one-eyed eagle has always felt that the farmer in the story "The Farmer and the Snake" has a hole in his head. He never expected that he would also make a cameo. He believes in the law of the jungle, and few things can touch him. The story of "virus" touched his rare compassion, and now it seems that it was all heart-feeding the dog.
The one-eyed eagle wished he could gouge out the stinky elder sister alive, took out the laser gun that was usually pinned to him, and pointed it at his head: "There should be an explanation for this."
Sister Smelly Self-Defense Force guards rushed in, blocking the door, and all kinds of guns were aimed at the unfriendly guests.
Sister Smelly turned her head and slapped the nosebleed that had flowed into her mouth on the ground: "One-eyed eagle, I take you as a friend, you don't want to face it, have you forgotten whose territory this is?"
Lin Jingheng straightened up: "Whose territory is this?"
Big Sister Smelly got goosebumps from his meaningful question, and before he could answer, the floor of the administrative building suddenly trembled.
Lin Jingheng smiled shyly and patted the manipulator on his arm: "There is also a mecha with three energy cores hidden under the administrative building. Is it a heavy mecha, is it a secret weapon?"
Big Sister Smelly reacted to what he was saying, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Don't understand?" Lin Jingheng bowed his head at him, "So you haven't figured it out yet, why does my little mecha have such a big net, right?"
Sister Smelly was so shocked that her tongue was tied into a bow: "you you you"
"Because I didn't use the fine net on that small mecha." As he spoke, the entire building began to shake, and the monsters in the ground seemed to have heard someone's call, so they woke up, let out a "rumbling" sigh, and followed the wall. Going up the body and the pipe, Lin Jingheng smiled, "Why don't you tell me now, whose territory is this?"
At this time, a person from the Self-Defense Force sent an alarm through the base's intranet: "Boss! The mecha library is haunted! Just now they collectively took a step forward and automatically loaded the missile! No one touched it!"
"I'll give you two choices, either disarm and hand over control of the entire underground channel and all spaces, or I'll just laugh at your good mechas and blow up your overcrowded place to slag." Lin Jingheng Walked into the middle of the guards with guns and ammunition, "Which one do you like?"
At this time, the ignorant people in the base did not know that a bargain was going on in the administrative building not far from their lives and they felt the ground tremble. : "It's alright, this damn place, maybe there's something wrong with it, it's going to be a shock every three days - you go on."
The root cause of the conflict between the sunset red elderly thugs is that the old man Huoya and the old lame man next door had conflicts because of an energy board, the space was overloaded, and the energy system planning was extremely messy. Power is limited. Many people have made simple light energy panels - probably not much more advanced than primitive solar cells - ugly energy panels are everywhere, robbing the energy from the energy towers above, because of the dense population, it is inevitable to block each other's light. , for three days to fight each other.
"The nuclear energy tower above the supply should have been left over from the era of interstellar voyages nine hundred years ago," Lu Bixing said in a few words, using his years of experience in training hooligans to get along with both sides of the conflict. The lame old man gave him the hot tea soup, and the old man with a tooth next to him was peeling apples for him with a kitchen knife for fighting. Teacher Lu gave a temporary popular science lecture on the street, chatting with people in full swing, "The interstellar voyage age A major innovation is this kind of 'artificial star', which was called the 'planting the sun' project back then - White, don't just listen to the excitement, remember - the energy stored in it is enough to last for tens of thousands of years, even if the space is abandoned. The energy source is constantly glowing and heating up, and the energy source is not a problem. I just saw that the energy supply of your entire base is still the first energy system to charge passing mechas and merchant ships. Can the charger support people in a city? Efficiency It’s too low. There’s no need to separate the civil energy and the mecha warehouse. The cooling device of the mecha’s daily ups and downs can support a thermoelectricity, which is enough for you, and there is no place to put it to make it levitate.”
The old man Huoya handed him the pitted apple and sneered, "It's easy to say, little brat."
"It's nothing to come," Lu Bixing said. "There are so many mechas in the space. Is there no robot repair team for routine maintenance? As long as the plan is completed, it is a matter of modifying the program for the repair team."
The lame old man: "What are you doing when you say it so hard?"
Lu Bixing said modestly, "Just a teacher."
A group of old men and women burst into laughter, feeling that today's young people are less and less bragging about drafting.
"After blowing such a big cow, I thought you were an aerospace expert from the Votto Research Institute?"
"Little devil, how many suns have you planted?"
"Do you think thermoelectricity is to make dough cakes, if you say that you will make one by one?"
Lu Bixing has a good temper. He is not angry when he is laughed at by the old men and the old ladies. He laughed with everyone, cut the apple into a few pieces, distributed it to a few students who can't make fun of it, and blocked the teenagers. Be prepared to retort the mouth.
At this time, an old lady stretched out a cane and tapped him: "Child, you are talking so lively, can you fix that?"
Lu Bixing looked up in the direction of her finger, and saw a large 360-degree screen hanging in the middle of the narrow street, standing there silently, as if it had been dead for many years.
"When I was young, my biggest hobby was to take a trip to the goods, come back alive, and then sit in the square and watch a movie." The old lady said, "About fifty years ago, it was said that it was magnetic interference or something, bad. Now, the light hasn't turned on again. Now the situation outside is tense. The base dare not communicate with the outside world. Earth, can you make it light up again?"
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