"Zhan Lu, the fine net covers the entire base, and in three minutes, I'm going to see the 'panorama', including all natural and unnatural energy reactions."
"Yes, sir."
"Control monitoring authority, verify basic communication, close all computer ports, synchronize the panorama to everyone's terminals, divide the base into six groups, all equipment should be archived, base code-" Lin Jingheng wiped his hands clean and glanced over. On Venus, where the weather is somewhat dry, the voice paused slightly, "It is tentatively named 'spmf1', referred to as Base No. 1."
Even if he gave the base a code name of "Chihuahua", the old men from the Silver Fortress did not dare to question, only Zhan Lu dared not to talk about politics, speak up, and open his mouth and said: "Sir, according to the rules of the alliance, the first letter of the land military base not 's', and"
Lin Jingheng pointed at him: "Panorama!"
As a very powerful artificial intelligence, as long as there is electricity, Zhan Lu can use it with one heart and one thousand eight thousand, without delaying his scanning, Lin Jingheng's voice just fell, and there is a soft "hum" sound, a huge three-dimensional panorama. The miniatures are laid in the void, and the dense data jumps around. At the same time, a more miniature version is transmitted to everyone's personal terminal.
And Zhan Lu also insisted on his own words: "The 'spmf1' code name has been occupied by the Alliance Silver Fortress."
Lin Jingheng got the panorama and was quite satisfied, so she didn't get angry, she just answered in a calm tone: "Fuck the rules of the alliance."
The members of the Anti-Ukrainian Society who were engaged in cult activities were caught off guard and quickly disarmed in front of the Silver Guard. Under Zhan Lu's fine net, they couldn't hide even a needle on their bodies, and they were cleaned out one by one by the mecha car unarmed. Like construction waste dug up by a demolition forklift.
These people danced wildly, dressed in whatever they wanted, which was quite disgraceful. Lin Jingheng swept it away, as if walking into a performance art fair.
Only one of the middle-aged men stood out from the crowd, and he was fortunate enough to let General Lin's eyes stop on him for a moment.
This person should not be a "prophet" type leader, because he quietly mixed in the crowd, and when he was towed away by the mecha car, the others did not do anything special.
Looking at his face, he should be more than two hundred years old. The corners of his eyes are full of crow's feet. His eyes are cloudy and calm. His eyes seem to be looking out through a deep well. He didn't hang up the so-called pieces of chicken and dogs, the soft coat was rolled up by the breeze, and he was bound by a mechanical arm of the mecha car and pushed forward, hanging upright in the air, and he didn't seem embarrassed.
When passing by Lin Jingheng, the man suddenly called out Lin Jingheng's identity: "General Lin."
Lin Jingheng paused, the mecha car stopped immediately, the mechanical arm was raised high, and inside the car, the muzzle of a laser gun stretched out and touched the man's temple, warning him not to talk nonsense.
Lin Jingheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did you call me?"
The man said politely: "General Lin Jingheng, I have seen your photos and videos before, and I am familiar with your appearance. Let me introduce myself. My teaching name is 'Hope'. meet real people."
"Nobody" should be true, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent to follow Aresvon's illness. After all, the main force of the Anti-Ukraine Society was busy subverting other galaxies.
"I made a detailed self-introduction to your boss, Ares Feng, and looking at his expression, I would even think that I am an impostor and a fraudster. You think I am Lin Jingheng just by looking at my face?" Lin Jingheng rushed to the mecha The car stretched out a hand and pressed it down in the air. Hope of the Anti-Ukraine Society was put down by the mechanical hand, "The news of 'Lin Jingheng''s death was announced by the Garden of Eden, have you never heard of it?"
Hope landed on both feet and stumbled half a step under the rough manipulator, but his face was not sullen, but he nodded towards the cockpit of the mecha car: "I heard about this, but I don't think you are in front of me. Just a plastic surgery enthusiast. When you took over here, it should be that Aresvon has been wiped out, right? To tell you the truth, Prince Gloria is too paranoid, very difficult to control, and often acts against the organization. Vice tarnishes his natural body, and many people in the organization have criticized him, but in the end he decided to support him, just because of his madness and military talent. Over the years, he has organized many attacks against the alliance, be careful , with rich combat experience, not just anyone can play against him."
When Hope said this, he raised his eyes boldly and met Lin Jingheng's gaze.
Presumably, General Lin's eyes did not have the legendary "hell of the king", anyway, this middle-aged man who engaged in cults was not afraid of him, staring at Lin Jingheng's eyes, he said word by word: "The Garden of Eden is not omnipotent. , isn't it, General Lin?"
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Lin Jingheng bent the corner of his mouth noncommittally: "It's possible."
"Nothing is omnipotent," Hope said to him in a low voice, "including human beings. Since ancient times, Homo sapiens has conquered the food chain, the environment, the earth, the solar system, and now the eight galaxies, time, dimension, and space. Almost all undomesticated animals have been exterminated by human activities, and then reshaped from genetic fragments. In the alliance, storms, thunder and lightning, all natural phenomena are controlled by human beings. You overstep creation, interfere with nature, and treat yourself as nothing. No, it's too arrogant - General Lin, what do you think, such a Homo sapiens, will be the next enemy?"
Lin Jingheng was very surprised, because he had never seen such a bold menstrual disease, and he dared to preach to him after being captured!
He was too lazy to talk, and after listening to this nonsense, he didn't even sneer, and turned around to leave.
"General Lin, do you know? In ancient times, when the foolish Homo sapiens established the first city-state, they voluntarily gave up their physical freedom and bound themselves within a high wall. The limited and worthless real estate and land within the wall have spent their entire lives working hard, just like a gu locked in a jar—these gu worms have grown up, their descendants will continue to make persistent efforts, and then voluntarily give up the 'freedom of spirit and thought' and give up. They built the so-called 'Internet', and used data to clearly see everyone's words and deeds, the ins and outs, and everyone's thoughts were submerged in data streams with ulterior motives, repeatedly brainwashing , being irresistibly directed in a given direction, which is already quite dangerous, and you actually built the Garden of Eden! Voluntarily gave up the freedom of your soul!" Hope shouted behind him, "General Lin, the Garden of Eden is just the beginning, the next step , what is our turn to give up? There is neither freedom nor equality in the Union, this is human beings deceiving themselves! Sooner or later this species will perish itself!"
Lin Jingheng kept walking.
"Enlightenment." Hope sighed. The driver in the mecha car quickly and knowingly dragged him away. Hope was tied to the manipulator and stood against the wind. The man looked straight ahead, looking like a certain savior who was about to be martyred. Many captured anti-Ukrainian people around listened to his words, and they were all touched. They were all quiet, some burst into tears, some murmured "Enlightenment" following Hope.
They said, "Enlighten, my brother, and naturally bless you."
The shredded human voices gathered together like a torrent and swept away with the wind.
Lu Bixing arrived at Venus two days later, because the technical system of the Anti-Ukrainian Society was different from that of the alliance, and even the model of the mecha energy pairing interface was different. Simply put, the charger did not match, and engineers needed to solve it.
Lin Jingheng is holding a meeting in the newly occupied base tower. The conference room is on the fourth floor. The side facing the mecha is full of spherical floor-to-ceiling windows, with a wide field of vision. The quartermaster of the Ninth Silver Guard reported the channel plan for the next step to obtain combat readiness. Lin Jingheng said nothing, frowned while listening, and everyone was frightened.
At this moment, the loud noise of the mecha entering penetrated the anti-noise membrane of the conference room and spread to the room, like a faint sigh, Lin Jingheng looked up inadvertently, and saw an old heavy armor of silver nine. After docking, the hatch opened, and a circus ran out from inside!
The heroes of the "Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy" rolled out, some people may have never been on a planet in their life, and they were overexcited. Lying on the ground to study soil.
The chilling and rigorous atmosphere in the freshly-baked "Base No. 1" has been ruined to nothing.
Lin Jingheng: ""
The quartermaster saw that his tangled brows were about to be tied into a knot, and he shut his mouth embarrassingly.
When everyone was almost down, Lu Bixing strolled down slowly. I wonder if Bai Yinwei, who sent a text message back, wrote the wrong information. This person doesn't seem to be here for work, but like he's on vacation. He put on a very avant-garde long trench coat, stepped on a pair of leather shoes that were between casual and serious, a slim shirt close to the waistline, and a small stand-up collar on it, a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, next to him The big silly fighting cock carried the bag for him.
The other three students plus a fierce one-eyed eagle, like a group of bodyguards who drove by the young master, escorted the young master to the fashion week to watch the show.
Lu Bixing looked around for a while, not knowing whether it was a telescope on his sunglasses or what, after a long distance, he locked his eyes on the conference room, grinned and showed his white teeth, and waved into the conference room.
The quartermaster looked at Lin Jingheng, and saw that although his frowning brows were not loosened, the tip of his brows rose slightly, and the corners of his mouth were flattened without a smile, so he tentatively made a "meow": "Then I will continue. What is the future development trend of Scheme 2?"
Lin Jingheng looked down, and finally opened his mouth: "It's not reliable, say the next one, focus on the key points, and be brief."
Although it was a negative opinion, it was an opinion anyway. The quartermaster of Banjun Ru Banhu finally got clear instructions, almost burst into tears, and the reporting efficiency was more than three times higher.
By the time this meeting started, Lu Bixing had used an electromagnetic configurator to solve the mismatch between the mecha and the base.
"It turns out that the eighth galaxy is a smuggling camp. I have seen all kinds of mecha models. You know that many private mecha designers cooperate with black workshops very casually. They don't care about your alliance standard or interstellar standard. According to your own mood, the mecha is made, and it looks good, and some of them fall down and can't even connect to the track." Lu Bixing held an electron, rolled up his sleeves, and talked in the mecha, "So my suggestion. Yes, if the future of your mechas and weapons is uncertain, it is best to build a 'protocol platform' where all ports are set to be active and can be customized and adjusted."
Tulan next to him was taken aback for a while: "This is a big project, right? How long will it take?"
"It won't be long if I come here. You lend me the mecha maintenance unit of Baiyinjiu for a week." Lu Bixing stretched out his hand and squeezed the electrons into a spot of light in his palm, returning to the personal terminal on his wrist. , "My dad used to remodel the mecha warehouse on Gloria Star."
Turan had never seen such a wild scientist, and said in shock, "Just this conversion plug."
"It's an electromagnetic configurator."
"What is love, what is it? If it was placed in the former Silver Fortress, the waste engineers of Baiyin San would have to get together for a meeting and discuss it all afternoon. A special person would sort out the minutes of the meeting. The third-level approval of the Military Supply Management Office and the Secretariat will be sent to the boss, and the boss will pass the approval. Only then can Baiyin San take the approval document to run for approval of funds and report to the Military Commission, and it will take three days to break a leg." Holding his hand, "Three days, you will solve it in five minutes, Mr. Lu, being handsome is really amazing!"
Lin Jingheng said coolly: "Okay, in the future, when the communication resumes, you are responsible for notifying Baiyinsan and letting them commit suicide on the spot."
Turan hurriedly let go and stood straight.
Lin Jingheng picked her nose and said, "Captain Turan Guard, you are familiar with the program, so tell me, when did I tell you to bring the gang of food and troublemakers at the base?"
A big black pot was placed on Turan's head, and she felt that she had wronged the Eight Galaxy: "I"
"It's me, it's me." Lu Bixing hurriedly pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head, "I asked them to help, they were very useful on Saturday, and they didn't want to go back to the muddled days when they were on the battlefield. The Self-Defense Force was reorganized. Once, they want to be your outside team in the future, the elites are elites, such a big eight galaxy, even if the silver ten guards come, they can't care, they have to cultivate new teams."
Lin Jingheng listened without saying a word, pretended that nothing had happened just now, checked the mecha docked by Lu Bixing, and hurriedly left.
Lu Bixing poked Turan with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "What do your military engineers want to do, do you need the general's approval?"
Turan said half-deadly: "Yes, the Union Military Commission is very bureaucratic. Many eyes are fixed on the silver fortress. If the internal procedures cannot be followed, if they get the Military Commission, they will be called back. There are many eyes staring, and the general can't do anything."
Lin Jingheng sometimes deliberately disgusts the Military Commission. When he approves it, if he doesn't write "agree", he just draws a punctuation mark - a full stop means approval, a question mark means that the plan needs to be further refined, an exclamation mark means typing back and redoing it, and a cross is drawn. It means "you are stupid".
Turan complained: "There is no freedom at all, and the second-hand technicians of Baiyin San have too many ideas, so that the captain of the three guards held a bundle of approval documents every day, chasing the general everywhere, and being humiliated by him every day, I can't wait. Grow in his personal terminal."
Lu Bixing: "Great!"
Ye Luzi's military engineer didn't need to hold meetings or discuss with anyone. There were only four Jiji students beside him. It only took one afternoon to complete the plan of the "protocol platform" project. Lu Bixing raised his invisible tail. After a while, I couldn't wait to run to find General Lin, begging for humiliation.
The "reporting" took longer than he planned, but Lin Jingheng neither humiliated him nor sent him off with a punctuation mark. He listened to him in a taciturn manner, and was able to learn from these three tirades without donkeys. Extracted the key points, asked two or three questions, and then nodded: "Yes, try to do it first, and then talk to you if you have any questions."
Lu Bixing got up, before taking off his sunglasses, he put them on his carefully crafted hairstyle. He put his hands on Lin Jingheng's desk and smiled at him.
Lin Jingheng had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"It's over for dinner," Lu Bixing said, "I finally landed, do you still eat nutritional cream?"
Lin Jingheng sighed out of his nose, feeling that although Ye Luzi engineer can lead a team by himself, he is really squeamish and difficult to support.
"Don't bother, artificial intelligence also has human rights," Lu Bixing grabbed his wrist, "General, here is only 300 kilometers from the nearest big city to Qixing, let's go out to eat."
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