The rapid march of the Silver Ten Guards with sufficient energy is very anti-human, and the personnel with insufficient quality must receive a large dose of soothing agent before getting on the mecha. Including the pilot of the mecha, all are not allowed to walk on the mecha, and everyone's position is fixed by the protective gas. Because the speed is too fast, all mecha sword communication is limited to simple communication signals on the mecha, no language.
When Lu Bixing arrived in a hurry, he forgot to turn off the personal terminal on his wrist, and was still showing the design of the Eighth Galaxy Communication Network.
Lin Jingheng was waiting for him at the door of Chongsan, without gossip, and said directly: "To get on the mecha today, you must be in the best condition, even if you have any discomfort. If you have any questions, stay at the base and wait for me."
Lu Bixing was not at all uncomfortable. He ran all the way, his ears sounded like a blower, and his chest seemed to explode: "Give me a shot of soothing agent for backup."
Lin Jingheng took a deep look at him, nodded quickly, turned around and stepped on the third, the sleeping troll let out a heavy sigh the moment he connected to the fine net, within five minutes, the entire mecha team was in order Lined up neatly on the track, the track warm-up begins.
Lu Bixing's rushing heart rate slowly decreased, but the burning anxiety rose immediately.
Cyclops is not a nanny-type father. He used to be on Gloria Star, and he used to hang around the world, eat, drink and gamble all day long, and set a bad textbook example for children. He has never been a father. In this way, of course, there is no majesty, and it is impossible to guide him like a serious adult.
But for a sapling, if the soil is fertile enough, and the sun and water are sufficient, even if no one comes to prune it at any time, it will grow tall on its own, and freely draw its natural shape.
For Lu Bixing, the one-eyed eagle is like the ubiquitous soil. He doesn't have to always look down at the state of the soil to know that it is the source of his life. When he was the youngest and most vulnerable, he knew that this person would give everything for him, that strong sense of security was like the thickest protective shield, supporting the landing must rehabilitate again and again, before he faced the basement After the monster collapses, it reassembles itself.
The remote connection between the Cyclops and the base was immediately disconnected after the alarm. What does this mean? Lu Bixing didn't dare to think deeply, so he forced himself to not want to, and the hand on his side was so tight that he couldn't feel it.
Lin Jingheng would definitely not comfort him, but fortunately Lu Bixing was not someone who needed comfort.
All the personnel in Chongsan Middle School are already in place, and the core control room is different from usual, filled with one by one nursing cabins, like silkworms. The entire space outside is filled, maximizing the protection of the members on the mech.
Lu Bixing took his eyes away from Lin Jingheng's back, closed his eyes calmly, underwent quick disinfection and a body scan, stepped into the nursing cabin, and began to calm himself by breathing. He thought that if it was just anxiety, he could stay in the base and worry silently. Now that he has boarded this mecha, it is better to think about some useful things to distract his attention - such as who will ambush the one-eyed eagle? Personal vendetta, revenge? Or is there another plan? Who among these people has the ability to transfer the strength of a legion
Miscellaneous thoughts rose and fell in his heart like a tide, and he couldn't find a clue for a while. At this moment, Lin Jingheng suddenly reached out and pressed the hatch cover that was about to fall.
Lu Bixing was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in a bit of amazement. Lin Jingheng put one hand on the nursing cabin. The icy metal shell of the nursing cabin complemented his equally icy face. He seemed to want to say something, but he was not good at this by nature. It's also really hard for him to improvise. So Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, then pulled up Lu Bixing's hand without saying a word, gently opened the palm of his hand marked by the nails, and closed the design drawing in the personal terminal for him.
I don't know why, with just such an action, the emotions that Lu Bixing finally settled down almost broke.
Lin Jingheng lowered his eyelashes and said softly, "I'm by my side."
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Lu Bixing clasped his hand and tried his best, as if he wanted to squeeze him into the palm of his hand.
After losing his temper for a second, he loosened his grip slightly and squeezed out a smile at Lin Jingheng: "General, you are very insidious. Are you trying to deceive people when they are the most vulnerable in the legend?"
Lin Jingheng didn't have time to answer, Zhan Lu's voice had already sounded in Zhongsanli: "The fuselage is pressurized, the power system is preheated, all personnel please be in place—"
He lowered his head in a hurry, put the corner of his mouth on the back of Lu Bixing's hand, and let go of the nursing hatch.
The falling hatch blocked the sight of the two, and Lu Bixing let out a long sigh, the corners of his eyes a little hot.
With a "hum" sound, the advance team has begun to lift off, and the ground of the base trembles slightly with the rise and fall of the mecha group.
"Wait, what if there is an emergency on the way?" It was the first time on Saturday that I encountered this battle, and I was still worried when I lay in the nursing cabin, "Can everyone communicate in time here?"
"In emergencies, it's usually too late to communicate, and the pilots have to do it cheaply." Bai Yinjiu next to him said, "Did you not notice that the first pilot of each mecha is above a major? Oh, yes, there are no majors now. There are a lot of school students, don’t worry young man, these people have fought more battles together than you have eaten, and their tacit understanding is no less than ten fingers of a pianist.”
Although they had been chasing Lin Jingheng and calling him General on Saturday, what rank is the "Alliance Admiral"? These gang of hillbillies from the eight galaxies actually have no idea, but he knows about the "major" - the junction of the seven and eight galaxies, strike the border The person in charge of the smuggling bureau is a major, and Saturday is the descendant of a smuggler. He is familiar with this major, and since he was a child, he has known that he is an old bureaucrat with a big belly and a full meal.
Shocked for a while on Saturday, I couldn't help asking a stupid question I had never seen before: "Major, Major, did the Major also participate in the war in person?"
The mecha took off and landed slowly, landed on the track, and was slightly shocked when docking, and Bai Yinjiu, who was next to him, was amused by him, making two dimples: "What is the major? You have been with the general until now, seeing a major still Fresh? Do you know that there are only 16 generals in the entire alliance? In your impression, do the senior officials of the Military Commission are all fat and bossy old men with the belly of a general?"
Saturday was dumbfounded: "Isn't it?"
"Of course not! The body is fat and the image is not good. If the media catches it, it will cause a storm of public opinion, that is, the officers in the far-flung areas on your side dare to be so casual. In the Central Military Commission of the Union, even the old marshal over 300 years old is You have to control your diet and body shape.”
On Saturday, I swallowed my saliva and was shocked by the military commission, which was stricter than the model team's requirements.
"Of course, at this level, the most important job is to maintain the image. There is only General Lin on the front line." Bai Yinjiu's smile gradually faded and he paused. Eight galaxies were exceptionally promoted to general. General Lin was born in a peaceful era. Come, his age and qualifications are not enough to achieve this position. In addition to the complicated political game, there is also a part of the reason, because our silver Ten guards."
Saturday was born with an ambition to climb up, and he was very clever. He knew that Lin Jingheng mixed the Self-Defense Force into the Silver Nine. Although the daily torture made them worse than death, it was also to promote them. While the mecha was warming up on the track, he Staring, listening intently.
"The 'Silver Ten Guards' got their name because they have been stationed in the Silver Fortress. They are divided into ten divisions according to different functions. Its predecessor was called 'Phantom'. Before the establishment of the New Star Calendar Alliance, it was the first interstellar mercenary group. Well, you too It can be understood that we are the most powerful interstellar pirates. At the last moment of the war, we recognized the declaration of freedom of the alliance, and on the side of the alliance, established the legal regime of the alliance government, but the phantom was not used to it and refused to obey the control of the military commission. At that time, the alliance needed the support of all parties and could not be slapped in the face, so it could only sign an equal contract with the Phantom—that is to say, other armies were under the command of the Military Commission, and we were hired by the Military Commission, which belonged to the Silver Ten Guards. history."
"For more than two hundred years, the alliance has experienced vicissitudes, many people have died, and many people have changed, but the silver ten guards from generation to generation abide by their commitments and traditions. In addition, we will never self-arm or expand our ranks. We swear to give up all our personal freedom and fight for the declaration of freedom. The only right we reserve is that we do not recognize the command of our immediate superiors, and in emergencies, ten guard captains are autonomous. So far, there are not many commanders that we have recognized, but General Lu Xin is one, but later with the recovery of the eight major galaxies in the alliance, General Lu Xin began to participate in the overall management of the entire Military Commission. In order to avoid suspicion, he announced that he would no longer directly manage the Ten Silver Guards." The cover of the nursing cabin slowly fell, blocking Saturday's sight. At the last glance, he felt that the brother of Silver Nine had a faint expression on his face. Frost.
The sound of the release of the protective gas sounded, and on Saturday, I heard the man say indifferently: "At this point today, we and the Alliance broke up. It was the Alliance who tore up the Declaration of Freedom first."
A huge roar sounded, drowning his voice, and the protective gas was released, filling the entire space. The mecha group took Chongsan as the core, and a beam of light passed through the atmosphere of the morning star and went straight to the first transition point. , without a little communication, each mecha seems to be a part of other people, and the purging is amazing.
The moment he crossed the transition point, Saturday felt as if his entire internal organs had been dropped by a thousand pounds. He had to drag his heart and liver out, and his back was almost glued to the bulkhead of the mecha. He had a terrible illusion, as if He was being torn apart inch by inch, and the suffocating confined space in the nursing cabin aggravated this panic. On Saturday, he put his nose and mouth close to the oxygen port, gasping for breath, trying his best to restrain himself from screaming in a panic.
He couldn't imagine how a driver in the same state could maintain a high level of calmness. After thinking about it for a while, he almost felt a little terrified.
However, no amount of speed can keep up with saving Cyclops, unless they have a super jump point that can blast the entire galaxy, allowing them to teleport precisely.
The one-eyed eagle has not experienced the feeling of being forced off the fine net bit by bit for many years. When it was about to break, he seemed to have hallucinations and heard the battle song from a hundred years ago—
"We come from the promontory, the mountains that seal the silence,
In the wasteland abandoned by starlight, light the beacon that calls for freedom.
hear"
"Hear" the one-eyed eagle's lips moved slightly, and murmured the lyrics that seemed to have been forgotten for many years, "The wind is roaring"
Suddenly, he realized something, turned his head in disbelief and turned to the communication channel that had been silent for a long time. The faint singing voice flew out from the communication channel intermittently, and gradually became clear. There was nothing technical in that version, the complex tunes were simplified to the point of being almost straightforward, the chorus did not distinguish between highs and lows, but everyone's voices were mixed together, which seemed extraordinarily sincere because of its clumsiness.
"The wind is howling, the blood is burning—"
A small mecha that had fled suddenly jumped out from behind the ambush, and a missile cut into the ambush unexpectedly. I don’t know if it was technology or coincidence, and it just hit the arsenal of a medium-sized mecha.
The opponent's armament is obviously very sufficient. The explosion of the arsenal is earth-shattering. The formation of the mecha group on the flank is in chaos. The high-energy particle stream of the differential attack just swept over the corpse just now, and the missile fragments rolled up a deadly energy whirlwind and slammed into the enemy. At the same time, the gunner shouted in the communication channel: "Footsteps. On the leap, the flag is falling—ah, friend—"
Another voice rang out: "Grey Wolf, went off-track to Votto!"
"Grey Wolf" didn't have time to answer, and the sixth machine left at the touch of a button, disappeared into the transition point again, and was briefly disconnected from the communication channel, leaving only his voice of "traveling around the beam for three days, nightmares are endless".
The small mechas that have disappeared within the traceable range emerged one after another, like fleas that erupted from various cracks, and shot to another place.
The enemy corps was purging, but it was too numerous and somewhat inflexible, like an elephant tortured by mosquitoes and ants, growling angrily and uselessly.
They actually came back!
But what are these bastards doing? !
The two emergency jumps have to look for old things to eat with antihypertensive drugs. Shouldn't they grab their tails and run away, find a sewer to hide and wait for the end of their lives
Do you really think you are still a hero if you remember the lyrics clearly
Cyclops reluctantly touched the medical cabin, poked his arm in, and took a second shot of soothing agent. The muscles that were twitching violently seemed to be torn, and the bones creaked. The matching degree was maintained above the 60% level, and then he plunged into the middle of the enemy camp filled with gunpowder. At this time, the sixth machine, which had just disappeared, just came out of another transition point, and the gray wolf was still singing in a desolate tone: "Ah, friend"
He hadn't been on the battlefield for too long, and he took the wrong route and got hit by a stray bullet.
The stray bullet blocked his No. 6 machine in the transition point. There were ten missiles left in the mecha arsenal. Together with the energy system next to him, a violent self-detonation occurred. Due to the tyrannical energy, there was a risk of detonating the transition point. At the same time, an alarm was received on the mecha, and they dispersed. The Cyclops' anti-missile system fired the last missile, took advantage of the gap and smashed the road ahead, just rushed out of the enemy's encirclement, and rushed towards the enemy like a gamble. A transition point covered by debris.
In the communication channel, the recordings of songs uploaded by other mechas continued.
"Ah, my friend, come with us, take off the shackles, and raise the sails."
The one-eyed eagle won the bet. The energy of the self-detonation of the sixth machine was almost, and it did not reach the magnitude of the detonation transition point. At the last moment, he rushed over, and the fragments of the wreckage scratched his only remaining protective cover. The sparks jumped wildly due to the leakage of flammable gas, and it was fleeting, still like a song that was out of tune.
The one-eyed eagle that broke through happened to meet William's No. 10 aircraft, and the two met briefly on the communication channel.
The one-eyed eagle's voice was hoarse, and he asked him as if he was about to break his voice: "Does everyone have a map of the underground waterway?"
Yu William: "We passed it on!"
"Then go, don't gather!" said the one-eyed eagle, "we each find a way to get to the finish line!"
The coordinates of the last alert Lin Jingheng and the others received were near here. As long as the commanders they sent had the brains, they would sneak in through the underground channel that the enemy didn't know about. If there was a glimmer of hope, would they be able to delay the arrival of reinforcements
Yu William suddenly said: "The only people who know our itinerary are these old friends who visited along the way, right?"
"Nonsense," One-Eyed Hawk yelled, and at the same time tasted the salty taste flowing into his mouth, he felt sweat, "Fuck it, let me know which son of a bitch it is, and I'll go back and kill his whole family! They chase after him. Come up, let's go separately!"
The two mechas passed each other at their full speed. The connection between them was like a long spider silk. It stretched to the limit, but it was quickly disconnected. In the vast universe, no one could see the other. .
Yu William passed through another transition point, and most of the pressure of the chasing soldiers was shared by the one-eyed eagle. He passed through several transition points like hide and seek, and the surroundings became quiet. According to the agreement, he temporarily got rid of the chasing soldiers. He should rush to the underground channel immediately and wait for his companions to escape and return.
Yu William put the map of the underground channel very large, covering the entire bulkhead of the mecha, and the small bright spots marked the encrypted hidden transition points, like escape routes.
At that time, the Alliance Army that liberated the Eighth Galaxy from the shadow of the rainbow virus also came in through the underground channel, Yu William thought.
He looked at it for a moment and started to modify the map of the underground channel.
Inspector Yu was in the Free Alliance Army and was a reconnaissance arm. He explored countless roads and personally participated in the revision of hundreds of military navigation maps. Although it has not been used for more than 100 years, and the craftsmanship has been returned to General Lu Xin, it is still barely possible to modify a fake map based on the original navigation map.
To do this, he entered a series of coordinates through the remote communication network of the transition point around him - all the planets and space bases they walked through along the way. William's coordinates appeared in the contacts of several locations at almost the same time.
The person on duty in the liaison immediately reported the upload, and more than 20 communication screens appeared in front of William, with people of different colors on them. Among them are indifferent friends who sweep the snow in front of their own doors, and there are traitors who sharpen their knives in secret.
Yu William did not speak, and directly played the space video recorded on the mecha military recorder. From the time they were surrounded, to the one-eyed eagle who took a risk to cover everyone and escaped, and then to the escaped people who came back, the gray wolf was hit by a stray bullet. , the crowd breaks through
If this is the "Wild Wolves", it's probably the most clumsy pack of wolves ever.
Yu William's hands were trembling, and he sent a distress signal to everyone, as well as the interstellar route map he had just faked. In the empty mecha, the song of the Free Alliance Army was coming to an end.
Yu William set off to adjust the coordinates and flew away following the fake interstellar route map.
Those headless chasing soldiers will soon catch up with the traitor's message, so what about the others who received his coordinates and calls for help
Will you continue to watch from the sidelines
Will you hear the song of the Free Alliance Army
Yu William didn't know, he thought, he probably wouldn't be the one who held up the Eighth Galaxy with his own hands.
He's just an ordinary scout.
That's all.
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