But this man is too weak to hold even the lightest pocket laser gun.
Lu Bixing's gentle eyes fell on his mottled face, and he spread his hands as much as possible to show that he was harmless.
It wasn't until the other party looked a little calmer that he asked softly, "You look like you need help, so take the liberty to ask, are you infected with the rainbow virus now? Where did you get it from?"
Lu Bixing realized that the tone of these words was quite gentle, but instead of playing a comforting role, it stimulated the other party. The laser gun that was aimed at him was already hanging down. Hearing this, he raised his head fiercely, and the gunman suddenly tensed up: "How do you know this is the rainbow virus?"
Lu Bixing immediately realized that he was too eager to trace the source of the rainbow virus, and said the wrong thing: "Calm down, I will explain to you slowly, actually"
But the other party was already frightened, and he didn't listen to his explanation. The man seemed to have a rusty piece of iron in his throat, his expression became more and more hideous, and interrupted Lu Bixing hysterically: "You know this is the rainbow virus, why do you dare to come here? You If you are not afraid of the rainbow virus, how can you not be afraid of the rainbow virus?! You must be theirs!"
This logic is dead.
Lu Bixing: "Hey!"
"Shut up, shut up!" The other party yelled and shot him involuntarily.
At such a close distance, the laser gun was not so easy to dodge. Fortunately, the man's hands were shaking so badly that the gun was not aimed and wiped over Lu Bixing's head, leaving a burnt mark on the pale wall.
Lu Bixing said in his heart, what kind of civil servant is this guy, he doesn't talk about procedures at all, and he doesn't give the opportunity to appeal, so he will be sentenced to death.
But "don't reason with the person with the gun", Principal Lu still understands this principle. He didn't plan to test the laser gun with himself, he hurriedly rolled on the spot, leaned over and picked up the door of the factory he just kicked open to cover. Take care of yourself and hide in Tibet.
The gunman's eyes were bloodshot, like a living ghost, he clasped the laser gun with both hands, and slapped him, chasing after the landing, and the tattered factory door was quickly smashed to pieces. People smashed it open, and Lin Jingheng, who went around to the other side of the factory building, broke open the corridor window and turned in.
General Lin was not a civilized person who would treat sick patients preferentially. The shards of glass that covered his face fell, and the man covered his head subconsciously. Before he raised his hand, his chest was pushed out with a knee.
A normal person can have stomach bleeding on the spot, let alone a patient. He flew out and slammed into the wall behind him with a bang. The eroded skin was like rotten fruit peel, and it broke when rubbed. The bloodstains smeared a long streak on the pale wall. The elbow with the gun It was smashed, and the laser gun was thrown several meters away uncontrollably, and was stepped on by Lu Bixing.
Lin Jingheng grabbed him by the neck through a coat, and threw him to the ground. The gunman was stunned, and a dying fish threw up like a dying fish. His throat made a retching movement, and he rolled his eyes from the choke.
Lu Bixing: "Lin!"
Lin Jingheng tilted his head expressionlessly, and then let go of his hand a little, and quickly searched the person's body, the metal detector on the personal terminal made a "ding" sound, and then found a pair of electromagnetic handcuffs, Two laser guns and a small knife with little lethality, together with people and weapons, threw two piles.
Lu Bixing hurriedly threw down the door and ran over, looking down at the man's miserable state, he gasped, and a small gust of wind blew across his back molars.
In his impression, although Lin Jingheng always looks unhappy, he is actually very resistant to provocation. , as if he was just a "duplicitous" talker. Lu Bixing didn't believe it until he saw this situation - a big killer cultivated by the Union Military Commission, there is no problem at all in killing a person with his bare hands within half a minute.
Lin Jingheng stepped on the man, took out a disinfectant spray from the medicine box he carried, sprayed the surrounding inside and out, and pinched the documents found on the prisoner through the removed coat: "Yu William Di Inspector of the Eight Galaxy Security Headquarters? The officer is not small, I think you bought this certificate too."
Mr. Inspector vomited out a mouthful of sour water in an embarrassing manner, so much so that he had nothing to spit.
"The Eight Galaxy Security Administration is on the capital star Gloria. It doesn't seem to be a post that requires frequent interstellar business trips. Why are you here?" Lu Bixing asked, "When Prince Gloria invaded the Eight Galaxy, were you performing a special escort? Task?"
"The General Security Administration does not have many escort tasks, and the targets are usually foreign guests and high-ranking officials. There are generally no foreign guests in the ghost place of the Eight Galaxy, so the chief executive just left Gloria Star for a patrol?" Lin Jingheng paused meaningfully, "Oh, that's really true. What a coincidence."
In one sentence, he hinted that the top officials of the Eight Galaxy government were suspected of having internal and external enemies. Although Inspector Yu was beaten into a "five-body" bear, he still raised his head and glared at him.
Lu Bixing hurriedly asked, "What about the Chief Executive, where is he?"
Inspector Yu held his neck stubbornly and said nothing.
"This is Admiral Lin from the Alliance," Lu Bixing told him patiently, "We have occupied Qixing and are cleaning up the remaining pirates in the Eighth Galaxy. Inspector Yu, I just wanted to explain, you won't listen. I know the rainbow virus and dare to approach you because I was infected once when I was a child and have antibodies, we are really not interstellar pirates."
Inspector Yu - because of the bad beating, he can finally listen to people calmly.
In the later stage of the rainbow virus, it would cause high fever and mania. He looked at Lu Bixing with difficulty through his blurred vision, as if his body was being roasted with charcoal.
Born from the heart, Lu Bixing smiled all day long, and over time, he naturally had a very kind temperament. It is said that the ancients were able to judge a person's age from the traces of the years because of the rapid aging, but of course it is not possible in modern times. People under the age of two hundred look similar. The return of the Eighth Galaxy to the Alliance was a hundred and forty years ago. If it was said that he was born before 136, then the statement that he was "infected with the rainbow virus when he was a child" would be reasonable.
Yu William would be skeptical.
Lu Bixing pointed to himself: "Do I look a lot like those murderers who bombed the planet?"
Yu William's stone-like shoulders relaxed slightly.
"Sorry for using violence against you, please believe that we are just out of self-defense." Lu Bixing glanced at Lin Jingheng. Lin Jingheng listened to the sentence "infected with the rainbow virus", and his eyes were staring at him without blinking, his eyes were frighteningly heavy.
Lu Bixing: "General, hold your feet high."
Only then did Lin Jingheng lift the foot he stepped on and put it in his pocket.
Lu Bixing continued to ask, "Do you have any companions, how many people, and how did you get infected with the rainbow virus? Inspector, do you know that this is a special period, if the virus spreads, what will be the consequences, and how many people will die?"
Yu William struggled to get up, his lips squirmed slightly: "After we escaped, we chose this place. This old factory is heavily polluted, and no one will come nearby. They are all in a closed basement."
Lin Jingheng said coolly: "It seems that your Excellency knows that the rainbow virus is a severe infectious disease, so you sent people to the Galaxy City business district to take revenge on the society?"
"He has been hit with 'block', which can prevent the spread of the virus to other people within 48 hours of validity. We only have this shot. The chief is about to die, so he sent him out for help." Yu William said in a low voice, "We dare not Going to the hospital and epidemic prevention, the medical system can still operate normally, and we don’t know that the pirates on the Venus have left, and we want to try our luck on the black market because we are afraid of revealing their whereabouts.”
Who knew that the end of the road, the situation could be even worse.
These public officials don't know the depth of the black market, so they were deceived as a matter of course. It's nothing to deceive others, but the blocking needle is about to expire. This time and again, by the time they realize that, forty-eight hours have passed. , tantamount to cutting off their only hope for external help.
Lin Jingheng: "Go."
At this moment, his personal terminal shook, and Bai Yinjiu came.
Lin Jingheng turned slightly to the side and instructed in a deep voice: "Those who have not been injected with comprehensive antibodies recently, retreat back, urgently block this area, and send people to send a few medical cabins to the basement of the factory. In addition, I also need some urgent care for the rainbow virus. Antibodies, speed."
Generally only front-line soldiers have the need for regular injections of comprehensive antibodies. Inspector Yu listened, looked at him suspiciously, and asked in a somewhat aggressive tone: "The alliance's defense line is tightened, why are there armed forces in the eighth galaxy, which army are you from?"
Even the eighth galaxy chief, it would be very rude to speak like that.
As for Lin Jingheng, he is soft and not hard. Other leaders dare not say it. If it is "arrogant", he is a leader in the entire league. He thought to himself, "Which green onion are you?"
So he didn't lift his eyelids: "Don't ask questions, what nonsense!"
In the later stage of the Rainbow Virus, due to brain infection, some people will be unconscious, while others will have a big change in temperament and become irritable. Inspector Yu is obviously of the irritable type. He stared at Lin Jingheng, his voice suddenly raised eight. Du: "What are you good at? Where were you when Gloria was bombed? Where were you when the three planets were slaughtered and pirates were rampant?"
Lu Bixing's heart twitched, and he knelt down for the intermittent rabies patient.
Lin Jingheng's face really turned cold.
"We're hungry and we won't be able to pay wages for a few months," Inspector Yu wiped his face, smearing a piece of his face, his flesh was blurred, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and let the blood flow into his mouth, "In order to report to the Military Commission, the chief runs to Votto in person, and the government cannot even afford the travel expenses. Every time the Alliance Council convenes the eight major galaxies, he has to scrape together and rush to the meeting before the meeting. In the past, we just wanted to ask the Military Commission to upgrade the anti-missile system of the eighth galaxy, because we were on the front line of facing extraterritorial pirates, and other galaxy clamored for military autonomy. In the struggle of people, we only want to protect ourselves, just want to protect ourselves, does anyone care? General, in your eyes, are we not human!"
"General," Lu Bixing rushed in front of Lin Jingheng's opening, and hurriedly stood between the two, trying to divert Lin Jingheng's attention, and said quickly, "The rainbow virus is a purely synthetic virus. There should be no resurgence, it's terrifying to think about it carefully - Inspector Yu, if you don't hurry to lead the way, your friends may be in danger if you delay for a second, and if the complications are serious, even if you have antibodies, it will be too late! Do you think Kill the Chief?"
Inspector Yu came back, glared at Lin Jingheng viciously, and walked forward without saying a word, holding on to his smashed arm.
Turan probably brought a convoy of mechas and quickly carried out the task of blockade and isolation.
The huge disinfection spray gun sprayed white mist to the sky on the edge of the blockade, and then quickly combined with a large amount of water vapor with a special technology, followed by a layer of clouds brewing with local rain, composed of mecha lights intertwined outside. There was a light curtain, and flocks of crows were alarmed, howling hoarsely, spreading their wings to the edge of the night sky, and the desolate old factory buildings were rarely stained with noise.
The sound of hard military boots hitting the ground came from far and near, and the footsteps were as neat as a person's. A group of soldiers was rushing here with the medical cabin.
Lin Jingheng suddenly raised a mean corner of his mouth and waved at Lu Bixing: "Don't avoid contradictions, you need to correct your problem of being muddy anytime, anywhere. Yu William, right, listen carefully to what I say."
"First, his introduction to me just now was inaccurate. To be precise, I should be a 'former' general of the alliance. Five years ago, I quit the alliance, and the team number was also cancelled. According to the alliance military security law Look, the legitimacy of our armed forces is not much stronger than that of Prince Gloria's Guard, you don't ask me about the bullshit of the Alliance, you can't ask."
"Second, if I remember correctly, you have been fighting back and forth for decades with this broken report, and the chief has changed 860 like a revolving beacon. The alliance is still ignoring you, and you are still Is it ridiculous to beg the alliance relentlessly? The government's authority is limited, its words are not as effective as the underworld, the taxes and fees cannot be collected, and the entire eighth galaxy is in chaos. Who is to blame? You blame the alliance, why not govern? Why not be independent, why don't you find another way out? The entire alliance, air traffic control everywhere, nowhere can you get mechas so easily from your eight galaxies. If you have something to do, you can build your own armament. Whatever you want, why not get it yourself , but to beg for mercy to those who look down on you?"
This man usually cherishes his words like gold, and when he pokes a sore spot, his mouth is like an accelerator. I don't know if the police inspector is angry or ashamed, and he shakes into a ball.
"Then don't blame others for looking down on you," Lin Jingheng turned back and waved to the medical team that was chasing after him, "You're right, in the eyes of the Alliance, people in the Eighth Galaxy are not human, otherwise what do you think? I think You are not too young, have you seen the census come to the Eight Galaxy?"
The smile on Lu Bixing's face rarely disappeared, and he interrupted him forcefully: "Lin!"
Lin Jingheng gave him a deep look and shut up. For a moment, he realized that he was deliberately saying these words in front of Lu Bixing, deliberately shaking off his most filthy, rubbish, and unremarkable side, for fear that Lu Bixing would misunderstand what advantages he had. There was an indescribable joy in my heart, morbid and secretive.
Turan personally brought people in, and the silver nines in isolation suits made a decision in front of him: "General!"
Lin Jingheng took the isolation gown they brought and threw it to Lu Bixing. He glanced at the stairwell leading to the basement and nodded slightly. Turan waved his hand. Run to the basement in an orderly manner.
At this moment, William Yu suddenly said, "Because we believe in the alliance!"
Lin Jingheng sneered, put on the isolation suit skillfully and quickly, and pulled down the mask to cover his face.
"In one hundred and thirty-six years, the Alliance General Lu Xin recaptured the eighth galaxy, swept the interstellar pirates out of the territory, and taught us to recite the Alliance's Declaration of Freedom. Countless people voluntarily followed him, including supplies, weapons, secret waterways, and net worth. Volunteer to give everything for the Union Army because we yearn for him, for the Union he describes, freedom, equality, prosperity and he said 'we will meet where there is no darkness' (note)"
Lin Jingheng's back froze suddenly.
"Where are the others?" Yu William murmured, "Where is the place without darkness?"
Said, he seemed to be hollowed out by these words, and his back was hunched a little bit. He leaned against the wall, slowly dragged his steps, and walked towards the basement.
The basement was like a tomb that had just been dug up.
The door that was tightly stitched was removed, and even the isolation gown could not stop the smell. Seven or eight human bodies could not be seen as male, female, or young. All of them looked terrifying after they had been in the ground for more than three days. Lin Jingheng finally knew why they sent the skeleton man out. - The skeleton man's situation is good.
Rao is Turan's boldness, and he couldn't help but tremble: "Is this still alive?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a "rotten corpse" in the corner seemed to have cheated the corpse, and actually struggled to sit up.
Turan was taken aback: "Damn!"
Yu William staggered and rushed over: "Chief!"
There were a total of eight people in the basement, and six were still alive. Several medical cabins moved quickly, following the faint infrared and brain waves, methodically injecting antibodies and disposing of the corpses.
Lu Bixing accidentally stepped on something, picked it up and found that it was a wallet, with bloodstains tucked in the badge of the Chief Executive of the Eighth Galaxy to participate in the Alliance Council. The middle-aged man in the photo is kind-hearted and smiling, with a firm light in his eyes. Lu Bixing raised his head and looked at the skeleton that was put into the medical cabin, and sighed.
At this moment, several medical cabins suddenly turned on red lights gradually.
Turan: "Hey, what's the situation?"
"Antibody fails," said a mechanical voice in the medical cabin. "The disease-causing virus is a variant of rainbow virus, and the original antibody cannot take effect—"
A chill surged up Lin Jingheng's back spine, poking from the spine to the brain like a needle.
The author has something to say:
Note: We will meet where there is no darkness - 1984