Imperfections

Chapter 64: If I want to pursue you, will you shoot me to death?

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It is a pity that the communication of the entire Eight Galaxy was cut off, and there were no reliable war reporters on the scene. Otherwise, if we could interview the last emperor of the Prince Gloria family, the legendary Ares Von would probably grab the headlines for a month.

The patrols who vomited blood and defeated the pirate detection team were the bait, and the sophisticated anti-tracking system was the bait.

Are deliberately exposed underground passages and fake energy fluctuations not decoys? Isn't that what the Prophet of the Anti-Ukraine Society explained

How did the bait from one round magically come true the next

Ares Feng couldn't understand what was true or false, he didn't understand when he was alive, and he didn't understand when he died.

Is there really an alliance regular army lurking in the Eight Galaxy

If so, how could they just watch him blow up three planets in a row without paying any attention

Or, is this a hunt for Gen Yiren since his disappearance three months ago

Most importantly, how could Lin Jingheng not die

The "Environmental Prophet" of the Anti-Ukraine Society advocates that everyone go to the virgin forest to sleep in a tree house, but rely on big data analysis to fight their own battles.

The pirate chief, Prince Gloria, was a deviant and was inseparable with the Alliance, but he didn't believe that the Alliance's Eden system would go wrong.

This era of unprecedented civilization is so bizarre that the figures in it are so numerous that they seem to have lost their appearance.

The silver ninth guard fell from the sky, Aresfon couldn't believe it, and his flattering army was even more shocked-Prince Gloria's disadvantage of preferring people to people with mental retardation was finally exposed, but he had no chance to make up for it.

The flattering legion was scattered by Bai Yinjiu, and the chaos turned into a pot of porridge. Lin Jingheng did not give them any room to breathe, and directly broke into the pirate encirclement like a desperado. In three seconds, he locked Prince Gloria's mecha, Bai Yinjiu. The cooperation with him is extremely high, and the soldiers are divided into three groups and surrounded, cutting the pirate team into pieces.

Lin Jingheng aimed at Aresvon's heavy armored arsenal with great precision, and the missile ripped through the vacuum.

Ares Feng jumped off the wall and made an emergency jump, but Lin Jingheng seemed to know in advance which jump point he was going to jump to. A missile followed and arrived almost at the same time as Ares Feng. The transition point that crossed the hands and feet was suddenly detonated by the missile, and the gushing energy instantly engulfed the man incarnated from the nightmare.

Together with the three planets and hundreds of millions of resentful souls, the smoke and fire dissipated.

Pirate AIs are not the only ones in the world doing behavioral pattern analysis.

When Aresfeng died, the soul of the pirate team was gone. Although their strength was twice that of Baiyinjiu, they were just a "stupid big man" like a walking corpse.

The entire battle ended more dizzyingly than a storm—under the Baiyinjiu slaughtering style, the surviving pirates collapsed, and all of them unloaded their arsenals, jumped off the fine net, and surrendered.

At this moment, Lu Bixing glanced at his watch, and it took ten and twenty-one seconds from the appearance of Baiyinjiu to the clearing of the battlefield.

He exhaled a long breath, thinking to himself, this is the Great Wall that the Ten Silver Guards were overthrown by the Alliance.

The next moment, a signal was connected to the communication channel, and Bai Yinjiu appeared in front of everyone.

It may be because the Ten Silver Guards had already withdrawn from the alliance five years ago. Like Lin Jingheng, he has released himself a lot over the past five years. The Captain of the Silver Nine Guards does not look like a soldier in appearance.

Although the captain of the guard wore a military uniform, he had combed his ponytail—regular members of the Union Army, regardless of military service, race, or gender, were not allowed to have long hair unless they were civilians. And this person not only has long hair, but also has long chestnut hair falling out on the temples and hanging on the chest in a curling shape. It is not natural at first glance. The captain of the guard is tall and slender, with an unusually straight posture. Although his eyebrows are deep in outline, he is inexplicably a little girlish. Upon closer inspection, he has put on makeup, like a female model wearing a military uniform for an art photo shoot.

Afterwards, the "female model" touched her heels lightly and gave a standard military salute comparable to an honor guard: "Captain of the Silver Ninth Guard, Elizabeth Caraturan is reporting to you."

The village bumpkins at the base had never seen such a foreign-looking female general, and they didn't dare to let out the air, so they looked at her stupidly.

Bai Yinjiu came slower than he expected. Lin Jingheng was already a little angry. Seeing her virtue, she became more and more angry.

He first waved his hand, called out several medical cabins from the medical room, and stuffed the students who had suffered a lot of turbulence with him just now to wipe their nosebleeds to treat the concussion. , glanced at the female officer coldly, and closed the communication channel that Lu Bixing temporarily set up with his long-range signal, isolating the eyes of other people. Then he opened his mouth: "Captain Turan, did I send the signal wrong, or did you interpret it wrong? If I remember correctly, I asked you to come to the front line quickly, and I didn't ask you to come on a blind date. ?"

As soon as the captain of the ninth guard heard this tone, he knew what to do, and the muscles in his back became more straight.

At this time, Zhan Lu still gave her eye drops - Zhan Lu greeted her happily: "Long time no see, Captain Turan, you look very beautiful today."

Lin Jingheng: "Yeah, there is still time to burn your head halfway through, am I delaying your debut?"

Turan stretched the tendons on his back, lowered his head, and whispered like frost hitting an eggplant: "It's not all for concealment, but to better collect all kinds of information."

"Oh, that's why I'm so confused," Lin Jingheng said, "I thought the Silver Ninth Guard was a forward commando, but it turns out that you guys are now spy agents."

Turan: ""

Lin Jingheng's face was cold: "Why are you late?"

"These mechas were originally illegally stored in the sixth galaxy. I tried to get them to use them. They are all old models that are about to be scrapped. They look okay, but the performance is really not up to speed, and the power is not good. I can't take it anymore," Turan whispered as if checking back, "I'm afraid that there will be no supplies at the front line, and we will be stretched. We are separated from Baiyinsan, and we can't find a reliable engineer. There is no way, General."

This is an acceptable objective condition, and Lin Jingheng's expression softened a little.

Then I heard Turan honestly add: "Isn't it wrong to cut firewood when sharpening the knife? Anyway, General Yingmingwu, I estimated the situation of the battle. We are late for a while, and you can bear it."

Lin Jingheng almost made her laugh angrily: "So, it would be great if I couldn't bear it. It just happened that the army was in chaos, and you were free too, didn't you?"

Turan shuddered, feeling that his skinless body might be ripped off and wiped, so he didn't dare to say a word.

Back then, Votto's throat, the Silver Fortress, always gave the impression that the military was clean and orderly.

But that is actually all the credit of Ulan Academy.

More than 90% of the members of the Silver Fortress are elite graduates of Ulan Academy. These people are well-bred, well-educated, and of high quality. When they go out for a walk, they are the bright face of the Alliance Military Commission.

However, the real silver ten guards who are among them are actually not very good in appearance.

The vanguard is lawless, the secret service is unscrupulous, and the military industry department is arrogant and arrogant. Every year, they play hooligans at the headquarters of the Central Military Commission for funds and budgets. The main force is not bought by anyone except Lin Jingheng. As long as it is released, it will inevitably conflict with other military regions and administrative agencies. They are like a vicious dog with crooked melons and cracked dates. They don't give raw meat to eat, and they are not ready to bite back at their masters at any time.

Lin Jingheng: "Return."

When they returned to the base, the energy tower had turned back, and the sky was bright.

On New Year's Eve, it slipped silently in the smoke.

A mecha that is as big as the base can send and receive, and a heavy three is already tight. It can't hold 30 heavy armors. The heavy armors have to float outside the atmosphere of the base like satellites, orbiting around the base.

Turan divided the personnel on duty for each heavy armor into three groups. They changed their shifts every eight hours. They were responsible for guarding the mecha and waiting for the others to fall to the ground.

The silver ninth guard who walks with wind and the crooked melons and cracks at the base are curious about each other, and they both feel that the other is some kind of rare species that cannot be seen in the zoo. With Lin Jingheng in charge, no one dares to ask for trouble.

Turan threw a wink at a man who was staring at her, and trotted to catch up with Lin Jingheng.

She looks very advanced, but she can't be seen, and she is actually a chattering slob.

Strange to say, Lin Jingheng grew up, even real people and artificial intelligence around him, all of them were broken mouths, and their days were quite dire.

While running, Turan said, "General, there is no way for those mechas of mine to stay in the sky. The electricity will run out immediately, and the arsenal will be so shriveled that it is almost impossible to express milk. Maybe we don't have enough missiles to fight. Fortunately, they counseled you. This base is good, there are food, drink and small movies, how about the arms

Lin Jingheng gave her a cool look.

Turan sneered and pinched his fingers bravely: "Let me share a little bit with others."

Lin Jingheng paused, turned her head to look at her up and down, as if she saw a bottle of chili water in the shape of a human, and said coldly, "I'll give you 20 minutes to rest, cut your hair, wash off your shemale appearance and come back to me. Talk, get out of here."

Turan: ""

A beautiful big girl fell from the sky, still Lin Jingheng's former department, Lu Bixing has been silent, adhering to scientific objectivity, he silently observes beside him, so as to know himself and the other.

A long time ago, the trivial incident between Yevgenia and Lin Jingheng was widely circulated, making Lin Jingheng look like an inhuman eunuch. Lu Bixing always thought that people were exaggerating for the sake of drama, but he witnessed how General Lin treated the beautiful during the whole process. After the big girl, he felt that the rumors were not necessarily groundless, and they were indeed credible.

"It seems that this is an equation that no one has solved." Contemporary scientists aiming for the Nobel Prize and the Alliance Free Contribution Award ponder fearlessly.

Then he interjected in a timely manner: "The docking problem and the energy problem can be handed over to me."

When Turan turned his head to see him, his eyes suddenly lit up, then he squinted naturally, and took the initiative to reach out to him: "What's your name?"

"My name is Lu Bixing," Lu Bixing shook hands with her gracefully, "I am now a temporary military engineer, right, General?"

Lin Jingheng, seeing him now as if he saw the creditor, nodded briefly and said nothing.

"Engineer with the army?" Turan stared at his face with a dazed look, ignoring the unusual face of their boss, and pinched Lu Bixing's hand shamelessly to prevent him from withdrawing, "Such a handsome engineer with the army, general Where did you get it from? I said long ago that the gang of geeks from Baiyinsan should be allowed to play."

"Elizabeth, Turan." Lin Jingheng suddenly called her by her first and last names.

Turan was shocked, no longer caring about beauty, and subconsciously stood upright: "Yes."

Lin Jingheng's voice was very low: "What did I just say?"

"Let me get out, obey." Turan touched his heels and turned to the Silver Nine Guards, "All the eggs—turn back and get out with me!"

Foucault quickly followed and helped find a place to place them.

Lin Jingheng turned around and entered the main control room of the mecha.

The calendar is still from last year, but after one night, the base has changed.

Looking down from the main control room, those brand-new mechas were tempered once by the fire of war and grew mottled armor. The maintenance robots were busy in circles. They were arranged in the mechas by number, and there was a gap in the middle. Those vacated places, like the forest of steles behind the Union Parliament, have come and gone.

Many base residents surrounded the mecha, waiting eagerly. Some saw their relatives and friends coming back, so they cried at the door. If you can't find it, you wander in despair.

As for more widows and loneliness, no one waits when alive, and no one asks when dead, it is another normal state.

Lin Jingheng put his hands on the window lattice, and after a while, he lowered his head deeply, his chin almost touched his chest, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled the breath.

Turan hadn't officially reported to him yet, but he explained the mecha's origin in a few words, which already gave him an ominous premonition.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from behind, and the anxious look on Lin Jingheng's face disappeared instantly, returning to a state of neither sadness nor joy, and almost collided with Lu Bixing when he turned around.

By the way, there is this lawsuit.

Lin Jingheng hid back abruptly. He didn't know what medicine Lu Bixing had taken wrong. Since he was in a state of confusion, he quickly made up his mind - if Lu Bixing continued to talk nonsense the night before, let him get out.

So although he didn't make a rude remark, one eyebrow raised a scolding arc: "What's the matter?"

Lu Bixing leaned against the window with his arms crossed, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

Lin Jingheng: ""

The prepared "get out" didn't seem to be suitable for this context, so I had to turn around on the tip of my tongue and swallowed it myself.

"At that time, I still got a handful of them," Lu Bixing said. "You knew that the Ninth Guard of Silver would come, so you could wait for them, and don't worry about the lives of those people, as we said at the beginning."

Lin Jingheng avoided him without raising his head: "Yiren is dead, you are so easy to deceive as Ares Feng?"

Lu Bixing: "Wait, I heard Mint and the others say that you used a soothing agent again!"

Lin Jingheng was too lazy to answer, and ignored him like Zhan Lu.

Lu Bixing was unrelenting, and stepped forward to block him: "The sequelae of the soothing agent is difficult to bear, does it hurt?"

For Lin Jingheng, words like "Does it hurt?", "Does it hurt or not?" are a little too close and too personal. The last time he heard a similar question was when he was a child, so these words sounded like Lu Bixing was talking with him about peeing and mud when he was a child, which made him feel awkward and didn't know what to do. catch.

"Don't talk nonsense to me here," Lin Jingheng said patiently, "what to do."

Lu Bixing keenly sensed his embarrassment, stepped back and stopped in front of him, swaying left and right, just not letting him pass, not at all afraid of Lin Jingheng's anger - anyway, Lin Jingheng's biggest anger in front of him was a "roll", even swear words There are few, no lethality at all. As for other people appearing like quails in front of General Lin, Lu Bixing rationally expressed understanding and sympathy, but could not empathize with him.

"General, why are you hiding from a hooligan? I didn't do anything." Lu Bixing said, and suddenly he was so blessed that he made a surprise attack, and suddenly threw a sentence at Lin Jingheng, "Last night, half of my confession was made, and I was hated. The pirate interrupted, I want to talk to you a few more words today, but you don't want to talk to me. Is it possible for me to worry about adjusting the mecha for you?"

Lin Jingheng: ""

Captain Turan, who just finished grooming and ran into the main control room: ""

Lu Bixing caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't know what "sorry" meant. Instead, he thought the color of Captain Turan's face being struck by lightning was very interesting—the sages who injected viruses into themselves and carried kites to catch thunderbolts in the scientific community back then. With his never-ending courage, persistence and madness.

Taking advantage of Lin Jingheng's blank face, Lu Bixing grabbed his wrist: "If I want to pursue you, will you shoot me to death?"

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