However, this is not the time for a war of words.
Technically speaking, the rainbow virus has indeed been conquered. If this is an era of peace, then even in the eighth galaxy with the same sewer, the rainbow virus may not cause serious consequences. But now it has reached the point of exchanging nutrition needles for materials. In the event of a large-scale spread of the plague, it is impossible to control the situation with the human and material resources of Baiyin Jiu.
What's worse, this skeleton man caused panic in the narrow alleys and crowded people, and the small traders who were frightened were scrambling to avoid him, and the screams and fears had already spread and spread before the virus, in various forms. Different carts and robots with insufficient intelligence smashed into a ball, blocking the narrow road, making it impossible to move, and it seemed that it would cause a stampede.
Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand and pushed Lu Bixing to the corner. At the same time, he stepped on a sloping shed next to him and jumped up, grabbed the outer windowsill on the second floor, and threw himself up with his hands. The person who was peeping out of the window was frightened by General Lin who suddenly jumped out, sitting on the ground and running away like a ghost.
And the broken windowsill that has been in disrepair for a long time has small cracks, unable to hold back the weight of an adult man, Lin Jingheng stepped on it with one foot, and the cracks on the windowsill are ready to bloom. Some bound shirts did not affect his movements. Lin Jingheng only stayed on the window sill for a moment, and immediately used his strength to pounce on a broken flagpole a few steps away. , the earth and stone fell into the crowd, and the unfortunate few who were recruited almost had the illusion that the world was overturned, lest the world would not be chaotic and spread rumors on the spot: "There is an earthquake!"
And the flagpole is not a sea needle. Under the huge impact, it is difficult to tilt with the weight. Lin Jingheng climbed up the fallen flagpole with the unique sense of balance of the etheric air force. When it was about to approach the top, the iron flagpole finally couldn't bear it anymore. The part connected to the bracket was broken, and it fell forward along the street, like a very tall pole in a pole vault, throwing Lin Jingheng from the top of people's heads, "flying" directly over the crowd of people blocking the way, and smashing into another. In the stairwell on the sixth floor of the small building.
Lin Jingheng braced himself with both hands to shock himself, rolled into the stairwell, jumped up to the roof in three steps and two steps, and chased the skeleton man from above.
When the chaotic flow of people swarmed, Lu Bixing immediately picked up a little boy who had no time to run, and raised it above his head. The sick and disabled are very easy to be pushed down, and once someone falls, in such a narrow street, it will cause a domino-like effect.
People, these two-legged animals that can't run fast, step on them in groups, and they are not much safer than wild horses.
"Shh—" Lu Bixing smiled at the little boy who was about to cry, put him on a high place, and hacked into the commercial street broadcast like a melon connected to the personal terminal of the Galaxy City Intranet. Afterwards, he recorded a recording He took out a small pocket pistol from his pocket, switched it to blasting mode, removed the muffler, fired three shots into the sky, and said loudly through the broadcast: "Stay where you are, don't move! We have antibodies to the rainbow virus!"
The crowd was stunned by the sudden loud noise, and was briefly silent for a moment.
Lu Bixing took a breath, and the voice came from the commercial street broadcast: "Hello everyone, the Silver Ninth Guard Corps of the Alliance Silver Fortress has now recaptured the Eighth Galaxy, and has just taken over the Anti-Ukraine Association base three hundred miles away, and will soon rebuild the Eighth Galaxy. Galaxy order, please don't panic, the emergency antibody of rainbow virus is one of the military's standing drugs, if there is any abnormal reaction, please seek medical treatment immediately, and send it to the base for treatment."
He spoke word by word, with a clear sense of strength, but not aggressive, and the panic of the crowd gradually subsided.
"This is a narrow alley, and it is very easy to cause stampede accidents. I repeat, everyone, don't panic, disperse freely, and evacuate in an orderly manner," Lu Bixing said, "The rainbow virus was no longer a terminal illness as early as a hundred years ago, please believe that the alliance I won't give up on any citizen's work, let me live first."
The people of the Eighth Galaxy have always been immune to the fake and empty rhetoric of the Alliance, but they saw Lu Bixing passing through the crowd, walking fast but not in a hurry, going against the flow of people and chasing in the direction of the skeleton man's escape, as if he didn't catch the rainbow at all. The virus is serious.
This indifferent attitude is a very effective sedative.
"Bullshit citizen, I've never heard of it, Lao Tzu is a public, not a citizen."
"What did he just say, what legion did the base occupy? Does it mean we changed the government again?"
"This bastard government is more diligent than socks."
"Who are you? What are you doing in the league, do your words work?"
Lu Bixing sneered and sneered in his ear with a smile. He didn't get angry and didn't respond - he was in the mood to scold him and pointed at him, indicating that his reason was back, and he wouldn't trample the child to death.
The pointing crowd gave him a passage, and Lu Bixing passed smoothly. He saw Lin Jingheng waving at him not far away, but the skeleton man disappeared.
Lu Bixing was stunned: "Why, is it a space field?"
Lin Jingheng contacted Baiyinjiu at the base, said something to the other end, and nodded at Lu Bixing - just now the skeleton man saw him fall from the sky, so frightened, he actually activated the space field and escaped.
The ground space field is quite similar to the space transition, but the principle is different. The ground space field can be said to be a torture. Whoever wears it knows that the strong one has to peel off the skin, not to mention that the body of the skeleton man is already rotten. like that.
"Are you crazy?" Lu Bixing raised his wrist and quickly collected the remaining energy radiation. "He passed through in that state, and he would have to be divided by five horses before he landed. What about the time of the other party's transition space field?"
Lin Jingheng: "Standard time, 13:50 and 28 seconds."
"Okay, you wait." Lu Bixing rolled up his sleeves and quickly simulated an energy decay model on his personal terminal. Time seemed to freeze in his hands. He followed the trail and caught the faint line, and quickly restored the skeleton man. Open space field, and give a precise description - the ground space field usually has from eleven to thirty-six parameters, Lu Bixing's personal terminal, jumped out of the seventeen parameters of the space field.
"The destination has been deduced." Lu Bixing passed the coordinates to him, "I will send it to Captain Turan at the same time."
Lin Jingheng slipped out of Wulan College back then and stole Zhanlu and sent Lu Xin to escape. He used the space field, because the space field is extremely difficult to track and is a major security risk. Many places will open interference signals for the space field. He had never seen such a coquettish operation.
"It's nothing," Lu Bixing shrugged, "This trick can only be used within three minutes after the space field is turned on. If it exceeds three minutes, the energy will be attenuated almost, and the surrounding climate conditions will also change. The tracking and positioning error often exceeds 50 kilometers. It doesn't make sense."
Lin Jingheng controlled the mecha car, stopped at the nearest intersection, and entered the coordinates of Lu Bixing's positioning: "Has this technology been patented?"
"No," Lu Bixing said, "this is something I made fun of when I was young to run away from home."
"Okay, I'll buy it out in the future, and pay you the patent royalties every year based on A-level military technology."
"Wow," Lu Bixing followed him into the mecha car, "General, am I being taken care of by you?"
The voice fell, and the mecha car seemed to be frightened by his words, and "flyed" directly to the ground, and the huge acceleration shot the people in the car side by side on the back of the seat.
Lin Jingheng was silent for a while because he was speechless too many times. He didn't know if he was angry or helpless, but he laughed.
Afterwards, he pulled out the small storage compartment on the top of the car and saw that there was only one space field balancer left, so he poked at Lu Bixing like a thunderbolt.
Lu Bixing just got over his mouth addiction, when he was caught off guard and received a shot, "Ow": "Mr. Lin, if you are in nursing school at this level, you will have to repeat the grade for eight years!"
"The first galaxy does not have a nursing school, and the medical department only has a scientific research direction." Lin Jingheng said, "Sit tight, I will open a space field."
Everything around him began to be distorted, bizarre, and the messy energy changed drastically. The instruments on the mecha car made all kinds of harsh noises. Lu Bixing felt that his internal organs had been smashed in. The injected balancer took effect quickly, and the isolation was sad. Feeling, he seems to have become a rubber man that can be pulled at will.
A few seconds later, the mecha car passed through the space field and landed at the new coordinate. It immediately issued an overheating alarm, and almost jumped on the ground before it stopped, and the energy directly bottomed out.
Because Lin Jingheng had experienced quadruple jumps in the semi-finished space field with his mortal body, he didn't care about the impact. He just stumbled when he got off the car, and he stabilized without waiting for Lu Bixing to help him.
From the map, the location of the base is in the southwest of Galaxy City, and it should be north of Galaxy City.
This seems to be an abandoned factory site. In front of the two of them is a man-made small river ditch with a layer of untreated garbage floating on it. full of crows.
The clock on the clock tower is still walking dutifully, which is different from the "standard time" in Lin Jingheng's hands, it is the "private calendar" of Venus. Because the autobiographical cycle of each planet is different, in fact, the planet has its own timekeeping method, and "standard time" is only used by arrogant interstellar travelers.
Lu Bixing likes to fiddle with all kinds of strange technologies, so he often feels that there are several "secret weapons" in other people's pockets. Although he complains that the other party is crazy, he is still optimistic that the reason why the skeleton man dares to pass through the space field with his bare hands, Maybe it's because they have some kind of advanced technology props - such as a more stable balancer or something, until the two of them picked up the man's body under the big clock.
Countless crows hovered over the carrion, salivating, but none of them dared to come down and taste the first bite due to the energy of the creatures.
Lin Jingheng put on gloves and took off the skeleton man's jacket. He found that his spine seemed to have been broken into several pieces. The whole person was twisted in a strange posture. The joints that were connected together were broken, and the forearm with the hand bone fell more than ten meters away - it was found under the guidance of the crow.
"Why?" Lu Bixing asked incomprehensibly, "Did he hurriedly open the space field before he could hear what I said?"
Lin Jingheng was silent.
When Lu Bixing shouted on the radio, in fact, they all heard it, and the skeleton man was the space field that only listened.
Because those high-sounding rhetoric is too wishful thinking, and beautifies both the people and the alliance, and everyone feels weird looking at each other.
The Union Charter states that the Union will not give up a single citizen.
And the citizens of the eighth system are not citizens.
Just like the Alliance collectively refers to all foreigners as "pirates", the Eighth Galaxy is a wild place between the "civilized world" and "pirates", and the people of the Eighth Galaxy are not interstellar pirates that everyone can kill. , but the barbarians who are inextricably linked with them—similar to the cannibal tribes that drank blood, and they are not my race.
In the center of the alliance, everyone knows that the government of the Eighth Galaxy is a symbol, and its main task is to make up for it. For a hundred and forty years, the vicissitudes of life, that thing has not been upgraded once.
Because of the semi-autonomous state of the Eighth Galaxy, many taxes and fees are difficult to collect, and the financial appropriations of the Alliance are occasionally absent, and the government often falls into the dilemma of no money to pay salaries. Lin Jingheng pulled out a work card from the dead man, which read "Secretary General of the Central Government of the Eight Galaxy", as if he had bought it at a flea market for five yuan.
Lin Jingheng took off his gloves, pulled out the emergency medical kit in the mecha car, found a disinfection spray gun from it, and cleaned up the virus-carrying corpse: "I'm so sick, I don't hesitate to activate the space field to run here, there should be a companion, I Go in and have a look, you'll be waiting here."
Lu Bixing didn't listen to him and followed him in.
Lu Bixing was silent for a while, stepping on the grassy ground, and he suddenly asked, "Lin, if you were still in the Silver Fort when the pirates invaded on a large scale, you would give up eight if you had to. galaxy?"
"If I were still in the Silver Fortress, the interstellar pirate root would not have entered the alliance." Lin Jingheng paused, and did not speak politely to him, but said bluntly, "As for the eighth galaxy, of course, it is also the territory of the alliance, but if necessary , we will not stand still. A strategic temporary withdrawal is acceptable.”
Lu Bixing: "If necessary, I will give up the Eighth Galaxy like giving up a desert, right? Not only you, but the Alliance will also choose to do so. The ideology of the entire society thinks so."
Lin Jingheng tacitly acquiesced.
"Because we are savages in the desert, and our position is unclear. When the alliance comes, it is the alliance, and when the pirates come, it is a pirate. If you lack soul and wisdom, talking with us about the alliance charter and the declaration of freedom is just playing the piano to the bull." Lu Bixing nodded deeply. Take a breath and look at the barren and distant night. Lin Jingheng is not a slick politician, he won't do those big and unreasonable performances, and because he's used to being a jerk, he doesn't even bother to maintain the universal values of political correctness, as long as he treats you as his own , base only respects objective facts, what to say.
Lu Bixing: "So if the rainbow virus really broke out on Qixing Xingxing, Baiyinjiu would be evacuated directly, and there would be no waste of medical rescue. You don't need to say it, I understand, it is a matter of course."
Just like no one except extremist animal protection groups thinks that animals should have the same rights as humans - cats have no right to portrait, dogs have no right to privacy, guinea pigs in a laboratory have no right to freedom of speech, and the most elite troops in the alliance will not Chicken plague lingers, of course.
"Baiyin Jiu is the smallest of the ten silver guards. It is a forward assault force. It does not have the quality of large-scale emergency rescue and disaster relief, nor does it have the ability to coordinate public affairs and material reserves," Lin Jingheng said flatly, "If there is really uncontrollable The outbreak of the plague, direct evacuation is the only option."
So it's better not to happen, he thought, connected to the mecha with his personal terminal, and turned on the virus monitoring on the protective cover.
However, the strange thing is that there is no major movement in the virus monitoring, but the armed alarm is on.
Lin Jingheng suddenly grabbed Lu Bixing's shoulder and moved him to the side. At the same time, the laser gun hit Lu Bixing's place, and Lin Jingheng's sleeve was scorched black. He swept back with a shot, and there was a cry of pain from behind the glass window of the abandoned factory building. The two quickly looked at each other and rushed in along the edge of the factory building.
Lu Bixing kicked open the broken door in the factory building, just in time to see a man dripping blood and staggering running around the corner. The ulcerated skin on the back of his neck was obviously infected with the rainbow virus.
"Hey, wait a minute, we are not pirates of the Anti-Ukraine Society," Lu Bixing called to him, "no malice!"
The other side turned a deaf ear.
Lu Bixing: "You are from the government of the Eighth Galaxy Alliance, right?"
The man paused in footsteps, turned his head alertly, and shivered with the muzzle pointing to the landing.
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