The young scientist Mr. Lu Bixing, although he is a strange man who doesn't know anything and falls in love with the experiment report every day, he still has strong action ability, adventure spirit, and fearlessness who dares to take an inch.
At this time, he was sensitively aware of Lin Jingheng's discomfort, and soon found the pleasure of teasing Mansao without a teacher, and immediately decided to put his nose up on his face - Lu Bixing suddenly stepped forward and hugged Lin Jingheng.
Lin Jingheng: ""
This was actually just an impulsive joke. Lu Bixing wanted to see how uncomfortable he was, but Lin Jingheng's touch was not what he expected. Very flat. And the most important thing is that this sculpture-like body actually has a temperature. The temperature not only stays on the surface of the skin, but also soaks in the clothes, quietly radiating to the surroundings, and Lu Bixing recklessly hugs him full of it. He was immersed in it as if it were doomed.
Lu Bixing's scalp exploded, and his whole body felt a little numb. He even smelled the faint smell of rum between the man's lips and teeth, because Lin Jingheng held his breath later.
Afterwards, Lu Bixing heard a "crack" - Admiral Lin took a step back unbearably, leaned back, and protested at the two of them with too stiff joints.
Lu Bixing was afraid that he would freeze himself. Although he was not satisfied, he reluctantly let go and retreated to a safe distance. He said casually, "I didn't expect you to be so gentle."
Lin Jingheng was slapped on the face by a gentle card, and wanted to be aggressive and scolded "presumptuous", but he had never shown the general's spectrum in front of Lu Bixing, so a flashy hug was of course not offensive. Reasons not to catch fire.
Lin Jingheng took a few deep breaths and had no choice but to stay with him as if nothing had happened, and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid you'll cry."
Said that he was eager to restore his stinking virtue of refusing others for thousands of miles, and turned around and left. At the same time, Lu Bixing also breathed a sigh of relief, quietly moving his numb limbs, secretly recalling the hug he had just now, feeling that his heart was about to turn out of his chest.
However, just when the two of them were "as if nothing had happened", Chongsan's medical room opened, and a medical cabin slid out a little, and looked in the direction of Lu Bixing, Zhan Lu's voice sounded: "Principal Lu, I have detected that your heart rate is too fast, your blood pressure has suddenly increased, and your body temperature has fluctuated to some extent, do you need medical care?"
Lu Bixing: ""
Lin Jingheng paused and glanced back at him suddenly.
Lu Bixing was extremely embarrassed, turned around and left: "I'm going to encrypt the transition point."
The humanoid Zhan Lu stepped down from the Chongsan mecha wall, looked strangely at Lu Bixing's disappearing back, and silently began to search his own database. After a while, the artificial intelligence's eyes refocused, and he suddenly realized: "Sir, after a reasonable inference, I have come to a conclusion that I can share with you"
"I don't want to divide it, you can keep it for yourself." Lin Jingheng sighed, reached out to him with an empty glass, and motioned Zhan Lu to pour him a drink.
Zhan Lu well-trained poured half a glass of wine for him and added ice.
Lu Bixing casually drove a small mecha from Chongsan, skipped the transition point and disappeared.
Lin Jingheng didn't mean to go back to the base either. He floated quietly in the dark universe, his eyes were vacant, and he sipped the wine in the glass very slowly.
Zhan Lu reminded him, "Sir, according to your physical recovery, I have relaxed the dietary requirements appropriately, but if you continue to ask for alcohol, I'm afraid it's a bit too much today."
Lin Jingheng said absently, "Well, take back the wine cabinet, no more."
He drank and smoked, but he was not addicted to it. He had been hanging out with the old soldiers and ruffians for a long time. During the fasting stage, he can stay away from alcohol, and as long as he is on the mecha, he will never touch an open flame.
Lu Bixing played a prank and asked him what he liked to eat when he was fasting. Lin Jingheng didn't answer, because he didn't know what was convenient and what the nutritionist prescribed him to eat.
He doesn't like watching, hates boring social interactions. When he was in the Silver Fortress, he would block all non-military and political-related news. He knew one Yevgenia in the entire entertainment industry. The last time he watched a movie was more than 20 years ago—that movie The Alliance Military Commission participated in the shooting and promoted the feelings of the Military Commission. For the sake of the market, the military needed to send several officers with a good image as the facade. At the premiere, Old Marshal Woolf sent a team of personal soldiers and took him to the scene with guns. At the premiere, let him sit there and take pictures for people, and slept for more than two hours.
The only entertainment is the mini-game that comes with the mecha. Occasionally, when performing long-term interstellar missions, he will have a few games with the mecha. The one I played the most was "Bombing the Building", a virtual building icon would randomly appear within the range of the fine network, and soon disappear. The driver must keep up within the specified time and blow up the virtual icon. This is a small exercise to exercise energy. In the game, if the human-machine matching degree is not high, it will die in a while, yes, the bombing target set by Lin Jingheng is the photo of the Union Parliament Building.
Lin Jingheng suddenly said, "I'm quite a boring person, right?"
"According to human standards, you can't say that," Zhan Lu thought for a while and commented fairly, "You are still very energetic when you are mean."
Lin Jingheng smiled bitterly: "Well, you mean, I'm just simply unbearable."
"You are really not a good person to get along with," Zhan Lu tilted his head, "Sir, you look a little distressed, just like when Miss Penny confessed to you for the first time."
Lin Jingheng's brows moved slightly, but without saying a word, he drank the wine at the bottom of the glass.
Zhan Lu continued: "It is said that when humans choose a partner, they often have an ideal type in their hearts. According to my observation, your ideal type should be close to Miss Penny's type."
Lin Jingheng didn't have time to swallow a sip of wine, and almost choked into his lungs. He lowered his head and coughed dazedly. He said, "Why don't I know about this?"
"You are very kind to Miss Petunia, far beyond your patience and friendliness with others, you are as protective of her as possible, you take care of her feelings, hardly ever say anything rude to her or even sarcasm She - this is not easy for you." Zhan Lu stated with reason, "Beijing β star died, I feel sorry for your loss."
Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, his eyes seemed to be looking in the direction of Beijing Star through the fine net of Chongsan, but there was only a black patch, nothing could be seen, the disappearing people were like evaporated water, from then on in the sea of stars. There are no traces in the middle. Lin Jingheng twirled the transparent glass and whispered, "I don't like Penny, but I refused. I don't really have anything to say to her."
When he was with Penny, he always felt as if he was taking the New Star Calendar Chronicle class at Ulan Academy. If he was old, he had to be careful not to be seen, hurt the girl's self-esteem, and was very tired.
"I'm mainly" Lin Jingheng paused and thought about the wording, "Thank you for her liking me, not many people like me."
"It's not fair to say that Miss Yevgenia's confession was more fiery than Miss Penny's," Zhan Lu said. "That year, during the Freedom Day military parade, she came off the stage to see you. I saved the relevant data and think she was at that time. Her physical characteristics are similar to those of Principal Lu just now, and you have never expressed gratitude to her."
The last two sentences blocked Lin Jingheng's heart in his throat, he said weakly: "Evgenia is the courtesan of the Union Parliament, and the backstage is the management committee, two heartbeats mean nothing to her, one parliamentary seat, one week The headlines will make her heart beat faster."
"Well, you agree with the phrase 'politics can pollute love'. It seems that your sentimental outlook is as conservative as it looks." Zhan Lu took his cup away and cleaned it, "Then you are in the Silver Fortress, Mr. Lord, the chief guard. Woolen cloth?"
Lin Jingheng was taken aback: "What?"
"The chief guard is introverted and not good at words, but every time he passes by you, his heart rate will rise by 10%-15%," Zhan Lu said calmly without realizing that he set a bomb, "his eyes Always after you, and every time he leaves your office, he'll look back at you before he takes it to the door."
Lin Jingheng stared at him blankly for a moment.
Zhan Lu nodded very humanely: "Well, judging from your expression, in your eyes, except that you can't throw soot on him, there is no difference between the chief guard and the artificial intelligence - I really feel sorry for Mr. Lord, I Hope he's all right now."
Lin Jingheng leaned back on the chair very irritably and let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that chatting with Zhan Lu would not relieve him, but only added to the block, so he ignored him.
Lu Bixing efficiently patched up the loopholes in the anti-tracking system, and soon organized a second exercise to kill.
The second exercise lasted for 50 minutes, and still ended with three teams losing points. Lin Jingheng found a new loophole in the actual battle - when they were closer, a team of the size of the Golden Warriors would produce a little weak The energy siphon, the team is used to holding a group, and dare not evacuate, but was caught by Lin Jingheng.
And the highlight of this exercise was Saturday - as the spokesperson of Lin Jingheng's daydreaming fool, he carried out his whims on Saturday. He didn't learn enough lessons last time, but this time he actually dared to take the initiative to attack, and the more Defeat Yue Yong Of course, bravery is useless, and his end is still very miserable.
The third exercise lasted for an hour and 30 minutes. This time, Lin Jingheng didn't fire a single fire, because the weasel tried to cheat. The night before the exercise started, he slipped into the mecha and planned to install a gadget in the heavy three. Hope Use this to monitor Lin Jingheng's mecha operation during the exercise.
Obviously, Mr. Weasel didn't know anything about Zhan Lu, and he actually tried to challenge contemporary top technology with the ancestral way of stealing chickens. Lin Jingheng didn't make a sound, but gave him a lesson at the beginning of the exercise. Zhan Lu used the hidden communication port to hack back. Lin Jingheng took the opportunity to steal the Weasel's fine net. The three teams looked at the motionless Chongsan, such as In the face of the enemy, he didn't know that a Trojan horse was in the middle of him. In the end, General Lin, wearing a weasel vest, tricked the three teams together thousands of miles away, and let them retreat in the cannibalism. He personally Demonstrated to the weasel and others - it's okay to be brave, but you need to read more books.
Weasel's iron-faced riding score came last, and was assigned long-range patrols.
In the fourth exercise, the anti-tracking system has been improved seamlessly, and at this time, the Golden Warrior and the Iron Rider have learned to be good, and honestly hide in the depths of the anti-tracking system, planning to do it for four and a half hours, Lin Jingheng After fighting a few times, he has roughly understood the urine nature of these people. He went around in the labyrinth-like channel, sold a flaw, and first led to Saturday. Saturday may be a death squad who was delayed by his birth. Although he has experienced countless times of being deprived of his fine net, he has the courage to score points from General Lin.
Lin Jingheng fulfilled him, cut down the Self-Defense Forces to pieces, and coerced and lured the Self-Defense Force with a despicable net, forcing him to take a holiday to explain the coordinates of the other two teams.
From this day onwards, Lin Jingheng seemed to be eyeing the Self-Defense Forces. Every time he entered the exercise field, he had to use the Self-Defense Forces to start a knife operation. .
On Saturday they had been stranded in space for two weeks, ten voyage days away, as if they had become the base's satellites.
When Lu Bixing came to deliver supplies to them, he found that the self-defense force's mecha group was floating in the rotation like a corpse. Game, on Saturday, the routine physical training was not organized, the autopilot was turned on, and he slept in the dark in the cabin.
Lu Bixing asked for the communication three times and was ignored, so he had to take over the fine network of the mecha on Saturday, put a heartbreaking heavy metal dance music in the cabin, and then turned off the imitation gravity system immorally. On Saturday, I was covering my head and dreaming. I was woken up by the music like a natural disaster. I was so scared that I fell on the bed. Then I threw myself into the sky in weightlessness. I couldn't stop spinning 18 times at a constant speed, and I almost fainted.
"Good morning, Brother Saturday," Lu Bixing greeted him energetically, "the dance is quite beautiful—it would be nice if you could change your floral pants."
Saturday roared angrily: "Give me back the fine net, I'm going to vomit!"
However, in the end, he only spit out two mouthfuls of sour water, and there is really no other stock in his empty stomach.
"Yesterday? I didn't eat last night. I drank two sips of wine and fell asleep. I vomited after eating the compressed nutritious meal." He washed his face on Saturday, "I almost forgot the taste of the rice that was fished out of the pot."
"It is normal for interstellar long-range patrol missions to last for several months," Lu Bixing said. "You have to learn to adapt."
Saturday sneered: "Don't, people endure hardship to protect the family and the country, and I endure hardship to join the army and distribute."
Lu Bixing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Saturday's face from the communicator: "You don't think Lin is targeting you, right?"
"No," said Saturday with a shrug, "people can't blame me, they probably just think I'd better clean up and do it every time. What am I? There's not much to do, and I won't be able to hold a group."
Lu Bixing: "Maybe he just wants to give you the task of long-range patrolling"
"Leave the remote daze task to me. What's the difference between this ghost place and the dark room? Come on, the prisoner, push the dog food over." Saturday interrupted him, pushed the fisher away, and prepared to Receiving supplies, "Speaking of which, Mr. Lu, don't come to deliver meals in the future, go back and find another group of people to patrol, stay for one more night today, and tomorrow I'm going to take my brothers back to the voyage, and I'll disband when I get back. Self-Defense Forces, so you don’t have to torture others and yourself.”
"Admit defeat?"
"I admit defeat, I didn't listen to you at that time, I was too naive. The old saying is right, only if you work hard will you know that you are not the material." Saturday Dead Pig shrugged his shoulders not afraid of boiling water, and looked at the supplies indifferently. Bao pushed the mecha, and he suddenly said, "Is Big Sister Smelly dead? Or are you locked up?"
Lu Bixing was stunned.
"Why, am I that stupid in your eyes?" Saturday asked indifferently, "But it doesn't matter, I was raised by him in name, but in fact he just left me in the base to fend for himself after so many years. I will only work for him when he grows up. Whether he dies or not has nothing to do with me. There are probably other people in the base who guessed it, and they didn't say anything. A group of people has no dignity, and the only ones left are alive. At that time, the color of life is indifferent, and Sister Smelly is such a person, and so are we who seek life under his hands."
The people in this base are like the people at the bottom of the long feudal society in the earth age. They struggle from dawn to dark every day, their joys, sorrows, and joys are forced into a narrow line by food and clothing. They have never heard of "civilization" and do not care about the emperor. It's a pig or a dog, and it's a day after a day.
"I didn't kill him, I didn't abuse him, don't worry, it's just inconvenient for him to show up." Lu Bixing said, "They falsely accused you of murdering Mr. Spencer."
"They're just making excuses, and some people say that I slept with Mrs. Smelly." Saturday shook his head and laughed, "You are also a puff, I don't know how to say you, why do you keep everything to your heart?"
The two were relatively silent for a while, then got up on Saturday to sort out the supplies and packages: "But I did think about removing the stinky sister before, and I was in charge of this base. At that time, I was ignorant and felt that I was better than him, now I understand. ."
Lu Bixing frowned and looked at Saturday's thin back through the communication screen.
"There is no cure for these grandchildren in the base. The way of raising pigs is the most suitable for them. I am also a pig, I just think I can fly."
Space will magnify negative emotions, and it is not a good place to talk. Lu Bixing had to go back to the base first, planning to temporarily cancel the next exercise, and talk to him when they return to the flight and land on Saturday.
However, when he returned to the mecha, he had not yet landed, and had already touched the fine net that Zhan Lupu had unfolded.
This time, Zhan Lu did not shrink in the slightest, the fine net that covered the sky and the sun stretched to the maximum, almost breathless, connected several transition points from a distance, and then spread to further places through the transition points. Lu Bixing was startled, looked up at the calendar, and found that the next day's date was circled by a marker.
The three-month contract has expired.
Lin Jingheng has already set up a long-distance communication, and after zero o'clock, he will start to send signals to the outside world.
This means that the calm of the base will turn into a bird's nest on a cliff, which is in danger of being overturned in an instant.
These days, Lin Jingheng didn't say anything, but he was actually helping him train. After a long time, Lu Bixing almost had an illusion, as if he had been moved.
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