The captain of the ninth guard, General Turan, took a breath on the spot and thought to himself, "My mother, what a bad luck since ancient times, what is my fate?"
She turned around and ran away, but unfortunately her "Dada" military boots had exposed her when she came, and Lin Jingheng shouted: "You stay with me!"
Turan leaned against the wall at all times, thought for a while, then turned around again, maintaining the gesture of facing the wall and thinking about it, seeing no evil.
Lu Bixing retracted his claws in a leisurely manner, as if the murderous aura coming towards him met him, he turned around, turned into two small breezes, and patted his sleeve.
If he was scratching his head as usual at this time, maybe Lin Jingheng could beat him out happily.
But the young man had to be straight, his eyes were staring straight at him, his pupils were translucent and sincere—too translucent, almost innocuous, like a child who was engaged in scientific research, staring at him eagerly. When the result of a long-awaited calculation, the eyes are like children.
And when he got a little closer, Lin Jingheng could smell the hot breath of the young man, revealing the vigorous vitality.
Lin Jingheng caught a breath in his throat and was silent for three seconds. He took a half step carefully, avoiding this heart-pounding vitality. With great restraint and calm, he politely said, "I am very grateful, but If you don't have this idea, your father doesn't like that you and I are too close, so don't do useless work, go out first."
For a moment, Turan, who was forced to sit in, suspected that he had mistaken the boss, and wanted to find a genetic lock to check it.
Lu Bixing blinked his eyes and didn't care at all, maybe it was because the chicken soup was too much. There must be results, how can the process of pursuing love and beauty be called useless effort? This body is a very beautiful process, don’t you think?”
Lin Jingheng didn't feel it, and was speechless. He had run out of good words and good words all day, and he showed his true shape: "If you're full, get out!"
He didn't draw his gun, and it wasn't angry at this level. It was like a beast carefully shrinking its claws and patted him lightly with a pad of meat. He greeted Turan enthusiastically: "Hello captain of the guard, the hair is cut very artistically. If the mecha needs maintenance, come to me at any time."
Turan watched his receding back with the eyes of a martyr.
Lin Jingheng felt as if someone had scalded his wrist with a soldering iron, and the heat persisted for a long time. Lu Bixing was so full of melancholy that he couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.
He poured himself a glass of cold water, and waved to Turan with a stiff face, motioning her to roll over.
Turan was instructed to organize his appearance and did not dare to keep him waiting for a long time. He hurriedly washed his face and cut off his long hair, which he had accumulated for several years, with his ears hanging and his neck exposed, except for the two curls on his forehead and temples Willing to move, still hanging there, trying to get away with it.
Lin Jingheng glanced at her, and felt that her image had no aesthetics, like a beetle worm whose tentacles had been rolled by electricity. "Tell me, how is the alliance now?"
"General," Turan listened to this question, and suddenly withdrew his hippie smile and decided in front of him, "There is no alliance now."
Her tone was flat and calm, and it fell into people's ears, but there was a kind of thrilling like explosion.
Turan asked, "Where do I start?"
Lin Jingheng paused: "Silver Fortress."
Turan raised his head slightly, and then said in a dull tone that did not match her style of broken mouth: "At the end of June last year, in the middle of the night, without any warning, the energy system of the Silver Fortress suddenly collapsed, the defense was closed, and it could not be restarted. , Thousands of Chrono-Space Heavy Armors invaded the atmosphere under this circumstance, without revealing their identities or warning, they bombed indiscriminately, and the Silver Fortress suffered heavy losses."
Silver Fortress, countless elites, and the accumulation of 100 generations of Wulan College, Lin Jingheng has been operating for decades
Turan corrected the wording: "No, it should be said, almost the entire army was wiped out."
Although Lin Jingheng felt that he had been using the Silver Fortress, except for the Silver Ten Guards, he had never treated others as his own. Hearing these few words, his uncontrollable blood was still rushing towards him frantically.
"What's the reason?" Lin Jingheng asked in a low voice, "Is the network supervisor dead? Where's the patrol team? Are you blind?"
"The energy system of the Silver Fortress was invaded from the intranet. Someone implanted a chip on Zhanlu's fuselage, and Zhanlu couldn't start it, so they would only check it once every two months, and the authority is very high. They were ignored by them. As for the patrol team-Silver Fortress, they were able to leave and resign. Admiral Li had an airborne wine bag and rice bag, and the rest was not subject to his control. The patrol team happened to be the artificial human guard, and it was also hacked."
Lin Jingheng understood the mess in it.
The artificial intelligence of mechas and mecha cores is the industry of the Military Commission, but the artificial man - although the principle is the same, just a simplified version of artificial intelligence with energy production - but because of its huge profits, it was robbed by the Eden Management Committee and became the management committee. will be specially approved products.
How much output value and how much profit is involved in the replacement of human troops by artificial humans? How many people's interests are involved? Don't think about it, you know it's an astronomical number. Since Admiral Li is not a bullshit, how did he get to the Silver Fortress? And why did you launch an android team in the Silver Fortress as soon as you took office
Obviously, this is all the result of the game between the Military Commission and the Management Committee.
But I didn't expect that they would pinch in their nests, but they had caused such a big disaster.
Lin Jingheng asked in a deep voice, "This is your speculation, what's the basis?"
"No, I didn't guess it, it was General Li who said it himself."
"Li is still alive?" Lin Jingheng was a little surprised.
He still has a face alive!
"The 'Xiaozao' eaten by Admiral Li's bodyguards uses a different energy system than the Silver Fortress. They desperately defended him to break through the entire Silver Fortress. Only his old man and a few guards ran out." Figure Lan Yi shrugged, "But he didn't live until now. He was kidnapped and assassinated on the way to the 'Angel City'."
Lin Jingheng frowned suddenly: "Did you do it, or was it Silver Ten?"
Silver Ten is also a commando, but it is more inclined to assassinate lurking, and is an interstellar assassin.
"Me." Turan didn't shy away, he admitted it, and looked back at him calmly. He was a bloody beetle.
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"We have eaten at the Silver Fortress, used the training ground there, and cleaned up the little white faces who just graduated from the military academy. The mileage of everyone's patrols around the Silver Fortress is enough to turn the first galaxy several times. I think There's no reason, general, the fall of the Silver Fortress was caused by the bastard of Ares Lee, who garrisoned 100,000 troops and destroyed it by his own hands. In the end, he wanted to escape to the city of Angels for refuge, and then he was a dignitary who was sitting on the wall— There is no door! You have to hold me accountable, and I will accept the punishment."
Lin Jingheng waved his hand and didn't care about these measures with her.
"What's the situation with the coalition government now?"
"The government is okay, but it's a bit soft." Turan breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Before the communication was interrupted, I heard that the alliance government gave up Votto and collectively moved to the fortress of Angel City, and now Angel City is the temporary headquarters. , they still have soldiers in their hands. After all, there are a lot of troops stationed in the guard fortresses around the first galaxy, and the military commission's military factory is in Angel City, and there is no shortage of ammunition. Some have to fight. The First Galaxy has a few connections, and they all took refuge in the past - the pirates 'Glorious Group' entered directly from the Silver Fortress, and the ravages were mainly in the First Galaxy."
"What about the rest of the people?"
"The people of a galaxy? That's pretty good. A galaxy is all decent people, and the glorious group wants to build their own government and follow the Huairou route. Of course, they have to spoil them, but the air control is very strict, and it's okay to fly around in the waterway. It's okay, it stands to reason that life is guaranteed." Turan spread his hands, "But after the communication collapse, Eden also collapsed. I don't know if there is an intentional element of the management committee, I am afraid that the public will fall into the interstellar pirates or something— Although there is no shortage of food and clothing, but when the Garden of Eden collapsed, a lot of people died. I heard that many places have set up self-service patrol teams to be responsible for a block to prevent suicide."
If these words were heard by the "savages" of the Eighth Galaxy, they would probably think it was a fantasy.
There is no shortage of food and clothing, and there are interstellar pirates to win over, how can you want to find life and death? The best days of the eight galaxies are nothing but the same.
You must know that Beijing β, one of the most prosperous planets in the Eighth Galaxy, could not even solve the urban heating of the base. For three years of cold winter, homeless people starved to death in groups like stray cats and dogs. Not unusual. They didn't see how other people of the same kind in this world lived until their homes were destroyed.
But this is not hypocritical.
The entire alliance civilization is built on the Garden of Eden. Except for the eighth galaxy, people are born with the care of the Garden of Eden, like the seedlings cultivated with exquisite nutrient solution in the city conservatory, and have never been exposed to the outside world. Once the cover of the greenhouse is broken, it is as if the domestic pet is abandoned in the wilderness, and sometimes it is really impossible to survive.
"But the first galaxy is okay, it's hard to say other places. General, you know that no major galaxy has military autonomy, and defense depends entirely on the central army stationed there, and the central army's mecha supervision key is in No one thought that the Silver Fortress was the first to happen." Turan paused and sighed indistinctly, "Pirates from outside the territory who fish in troubled waters are making trouble everywhere, and the Silver Fortress has lost contact again, and the central military in many places can't react. .It's not like the ancient wars. If you lose the opportunity, there is still a chance for the salted fish to turn around. If your mecha can't drive out, how can the anti-missile system resist the indiscriminate bombardment of the desperadoes? No bones are left.
Lin Jingheng paced slowly.
Through the window, he saw the formation of the base armed personnel outside. These people did not go back to lie down, celebrating that they had saved a dog's life, and they were still shaking their mechas, and they did not know what illegal assembly they were plotting.
Lin Jingheng's throat was a little blocked, and the bloody storm between the lines of Turan almost drowned the main control room.
"There are different factions of pirates. The Glorious Corps, which occupied the first galaxy, wants to change the dynasty. Isn't it necessary to buy people's hearts? It can't fit into the same pot as the anti-Ukrainian gang. So the Glorious Corps occupied the first galaxy. After that, a statement was issued not long afterward, stating that they would draw a line with other pirates and turn them into an illegal terrorist organization." Turan briefly explained, "These extraterritorial pirates who invaded the alliance have come to treat the Glorious Corps as an illegal terrorist organization. The leading 'Wulin leader', now the leader is unilaterally dismantling the alliance, they don't know whether it is revenge or what, and they are more lawless, they can do everything, and whoever encounters is unlucky."
Although it is said that "there are no eggs under the nest", it turns out that under natural and man-made disasters, the eggs of the powerful can always be a little more dignified than ordinary eggs.
The great government you sing and I come on, and the great invisible class is impregnable. Even after the collapse of the alliance government, he still became the guiding spirit of the newcomers.
"After you left, we will monitor the movements of the six or seven galaxies. I have been taking my brothers to send 'express' between the six and seven galaxies." Turan's "express" is in quotation marks, and it is not legitimate and serious to hear it. Express, "The last order is the remnants of the Central Army of the Sixth Galaxy. It ran out of the Universiade, without mechas, and took some non-military people to form a civilian armed force to find a way and ask us to get from the Seventh Star. We escorted a batch of old heavy armor through smuggling, but when we sent the goods over, the employer was gone."
Lin Jingheng looked up at her.
"The garrison base where they were hiding disappeared from the navigation map - it was blown to pieces, and these mechas had to be cheap for me. The pirates who occupied the six star systems felt that the people of the six star systems were restless, so they blocked the traffic in the starry sky of the sixth capital. , Starting from the administrative center, I drove hundreds of land mecha vehicles to play massacres." Turan said, "I don't think it's good to take other people's mechs for nothing, so I took my brothers to the pirate base on the sixth capital star. It was bombed, and a lot of missiles were wasted on them. Later, they went outside the territory and could not find a reliable way to replenish their armaments and energy. Otherwise, they would not be so stretched today.
Lin Jingheng didn't notice her little excuse: "Are all the troops stationed in the Central Army all like this bear?"
"No." Turan hesitated and shook his head, "Those who responded in a timely manner were all from General Lu Xin's former department. I don't know how to get the supervision key long ago."
The following words do not need to be explained carefully. Lin Jingheng naturally understands that the supervision key management process is very complicated. Those who can break through it must have started conspiring very early. It is hard to say whether they want to rebel or what.
The two were relatively silent for a while.
Turan asked, "General, do you have anything to eat?"
Lin Jingheng looked up at her.
Turan said: "It has been on the ground for more than half a year, and the material reserves are not enough. Recently, I have been relying on nutrition needles to survive, and my stomach is almost shrinking. I was in a hurry to report to you just now, but I didn't have time to drink water."
Lin Jingheng pointed to the food cabinet at the door of the main control room.
Students often come to class here, and they always have food to eat.
Turan cheered, and without picking, grabbed a piece of bread and began to gobble it.
"The supplies outside have begun to be tense?"
"Don't mention it," Turan ate too quickly, choked a little, and beat his chest hard, "Pirates outside the territory are used to suffering and rob everything. While spreading the cult, they robbed the alliance credit currency system together with the Garden of Eden, and no one was there. Money, you don’t even know what to exchange with others, the nutrition needle is about to become hard, and it’s not easy to see you alive, General.”
Lin Jingheng nodded: "Does anyone else have contact?"
"No," Turan shook his head, "it's a mess, they're all vying for territory. After I received your order, I've been monitoring the transition point and waiting for your remote. The terrain outside the domain is too complicated, and we're not familiar with the land. They are all guarded by pirates, and they don’t dare to run around without a reliable underground route.”
Lin Jingheng wanted to ask something else and opened his mouth: "Lin"
Turan rubbed a piece of cream on the corner of his mouth and hurriedly wiped it off: "Huh?"
"It's nothing." Lin Jingheng tapped his fingers lightly over the joints. He swallowed his other concerns. It was useless to ask. The first secretary-general's wife was in Angel City, surrounded by layers of guards. Lan may not have heard of it, "Eat slowly, give you 24 hours to rest, and then gather, I need to clean up the pirates around."
Lu Bixing drove the small mecha for maintenance and slowly parked on the mecha platform. He just took a look at the heavy armor of Baiyinjiu and found that it was a group of remnants of the last century. Like following up with the History Museum, Lu Bixing suspected that he had smelled an antiseptic.
It's really hard to imagine that Baiyin Jiu killed Prince Gloria with this pile of scrap metal.
The al-Qaeda armed forces, who had been in a civil war for more than three months, finally shook hands with each other to make peace. On Saturday, Foucault and the weasel mingled calmly to discuss something.
The energy tower began to move westward, and the slanting light dragged the streets and alleys of the base to the ground, so calm that it felt like a world away.
After a short rest, Bai Yinjiu wandered around, purposefully observing the details of the base, while Turan was staring at the multimedia, watching an old love movie.
Opposite the mecha, Fat Sister came with a group of people with pots and pans. The aroma of the food spread outside the dry mecha, and a child jumped up and tore off last year's calendar.
Then they set the food and drink, and placed a circle of candles in the small open space at the entrance of the mecha.
When he woke up on Saturday, his energy exhaustion gave him a little concussion. Walking erratically, he took the lead and took out a dozen small notes from his pocket. Each note had a disappearing name on it, and he put them one by one on the candle base. superior.
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