Imperfections

Chapter 92: The enemy who ambushed us comes first, be careful

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One-eyed eagle scrambled between the jump points. Unlike Lin Jingheng, he didn't drink the soothing agent as coffee. He hadn't been tortured by such a high dose of soothing agent for many years. The muscle twitching passed, and the tense menstruation began again. When he was in trouble, the intercostal meridian on his left chest was like a rubber rope tied to his lungs, and the pain was piercing with every breath. This caused him to bend down involuntarily, put his breathing lighter, and a little hypoxia for a long time.

In such a daze, he realized that something was starting to go wrong—the pursuer had been thrown off.

When we separated from William Yu, most of the stalkers were on Cyclops' side. On the way, a few teammates suddenly appeared and wanted to help him share some of the burden, but the other party seemed to have made up his mind not to care about other people, and he was dead. Jin only stared at him alone.

The transition point nearby is not encrypted. If the Cyclops flees in any direction, they can scan him through the heavy armor, and then catch up. The Cyclops backup energy has been sacrificed in the indiscriminate bombing, and the rest He doesn't know how long the energy can last. In this case, it seems that the only possibility that the pursuers are left behind is that they give up on their own initiative.

conspiracy? trap

The scourge of heaven caused the sudden death of the boss of the enemy army

Or did the eighth galaxy suddenly fold in its entirety, folding the silver that was far away in the morning star by 10%

The communication channel of the mecha was blank, everyone was not around him, and the one-eyed eagle didn't know what happened to them.

For remote contact, you need to know the coordinates of the other party, or you need to leave information at the transition point and wait for the other party to take the initiative to check it. Backlinks—under the eyes of chasing troops, the former cannot do it, and the latter is tantamount to courting death.

The one-eyed eagle pondered for a while in a thousand threads, and had no choice but to try to pass through a few transition points and go around in circles for a while to make sure that the pursuers really lost interest in him. Carefully approach the underground channel.

When passing through the encrypted hidden transition point on the first underground channel, there was a response in the communication channel, and it turned out that someone had arrived first.

"The one-eyed eagle is back!"

Every bright spot in the communication channel caused a burst of cheers.

"No. 4 and No. 8 are also here. This is the No. 3 machine."

The one-eyed eagle slid down the main console next to him, and slumped on the ground with little strength. He bent down, pressed against the throbbing left rib, and responded inaudibly, "I was shot down by No. 1 and No. 6."

There was silence in the communication channel for a moment. The four mechas occupied four points, just lined up in a parallelogram, and flashed faintly in the communication channel.

There were ten mechas when they arrived, and three mechas have already been shot down.

The one-eyed eagle sighed: "I'm sorry everyone, you have come to help me, you have done your best, and you should not be allowed to run this trip again."

On the fourth plane, the one whose blood pressure has always been unstable said, "If we didn't want to come, we wouldn't have agreed to you in the first place. Don't worry, Lao Lu, it's not because of anything else."

The pilot on plane No. 8 interjected and said, "Anyway, we are both bachelors, so we don't lose anything, it's just that Brother Bei is more concerned."

The driver in the No. 3 plane is very old. Everyone calls him "Brother Bei", and it is still unclear whether "Bei" is a surname or a given name.

Brother Bei smiled: "I'm fine, didn't I save some money before? I immigrated to the seventh galaxy with my wife and children in 216."

There was a lot of talk about him in the communication channel, joking that he was a traitor to the Eight Galaxy.

"The seventh galaxy is really good. There are service robots all over the street. You slap your foot on the road, and a robot will come over and ask you if you need help. There, everyone has a home and is decent, and people see it from afar. You, whether you know each other or not, will nod to you. Do you know what the best is? The lanes and sidewalks are actually layered over there. Can you imagine that all cars have automatic driving? They never have a car accident. !"

The one-eyed eagle asked: "Isn't it good, why are you back?"

"No way, the official exchange rate of the seven or eight galaxy is 106:1, but there is a limit for the exchange. Our whole family can exchange up to five thousand eight galaxy coins a day, which is not enough, and their system is frequently maintained and transactions are closed. We only If you can go to the black money shop, the black money shop is supported by immigrants. The price is sky high, and the exchange rate is as high as 2,800. No one cares. Of course, the black money shop is illegal. You can call the police. Take their dens, but so what, you still have to spend money, all the black money shops are a group, they can find out who called the police, and find out that it is you, you are done, never think about it again They get a penny in their hands. Other people enter the Garden of Eden as soon as they are born, but the foreign population is not good. Installing the Garden of Eden is equivalent to installing an organ on your body for no reason. To adapt, you need a professional to give you a one-year period. I have to pay for the training, and the training fee is so expensive that it can scare you to death. I have all the net worth in the eight star systems, and I have paid the immigration application fee and training fee. The application fee can be refunded, so I put them there, refunded my own share of the immigration application fee, saved one person’s training fee, and came back to get money to support them.”

"Why don't you look for a job in Seven Galaxy?"

"What can I do? Seven Galaxy is not like our ghost place. The hard work and service work are mainly done by artificial intelligence. There are few jobs that require people. When people check your personal terminal, I heard that you are an immigrant. , 100% won't use you."

The one-eyed eagle asked, "It's so messed up now, how are the family members?"

Brother Bei on the third plane was silent for a while: "When the pirates attacked the Alliance, they wanted to smuggle back to the Eighth Galaxy to find me. On the way, they encountered the Alliance Army and the pirates fighting, and was hit by a stray bullet. At that time, all communications were cut off. I didn't know about it until more than a month later, and I can't catch up with them if I want to die, and I have nothing to worry about.

At this time, another mecha appeared on the communication channel, it was the fifth machine, and everyone cheered again. The dull heaviness and oppressive pain just now disappeared. After a few hours of separation, meeting again is like dozens of Friends who have left home in 2010 are as excited as they suddenly return to their hometown for the Chinese New Year reunion.

Then came the No. 9 machine—the No. 9 machine had some twists and turns. The driver's life was probably stretched to the extreme. After finding the organization, he didn't have time to say a word, and he fainted and dropped the line. The backup pilot was busy rescuing him. The first time he took over the fine net, the mecha flew out in a circle, and the five mechas in the underground channel dragged the fishing net together before pulling them back.

Brother Bei asked: "Is it worse than the police inspector now? Why haven't you come yet?"

The one-eyed eagle glanced at the time. It had been six hours since he and Yu William separated. Yu William, who should have been one step ahead of him, had no news at this time. After a lot, thinking of the strange chasing soldiers, my heart sank slightly.

"Let's wait for him for another hour," Brother Pei suggested, "in case he doesn't come, or we can't stay here forever."

Everyone had no objection, so they waited for an hour, but there was no news from William.

Cyclops said, "Let's extend it for another hour. Maybe he tripped on the road."

They waited another hour, and Yu William was still nowhere to be seen.

This time, no one said anything else. The people in the six mechas seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. They ignored the time together and continued to wait indefinitely.

After the Cyclops and the others left Kaixing, they have stopped in sixteen planets and cosmic spaces. Among the people who have visited, some have a small military base, and some manage a city - the most powerful is a man named "Tiger". Shark, a former Liberty Alliance soldier who ruled over an asteroid with a population of 60 million. After the war disrupted the order of the galaxy, he has established himself as the chief executive. Everyone received them warmly, and the standard was not much worse than before the war. The one-eyed eagle almost thought that he was back to the days of having fun in the nightclub in the Gloria Starry Sky, but everyone reserved the independence of the Eighth Galaxy. view.

When the Cyclops and the others were blindly rushing to the underground passage, in the sixteen contact points, Yu William's personal speech was being played synchronously in real time.

Yu William drove the small mech alone, followed his self-made map, went to the fake channel, and said slowly in the remote terminal: "My name is Yu William, born in the 63rd year of the new star calendar, October 136th of the new star calendar. Joined the Free Alliance Army, was the first batch of scouts, and later joined the Eighth Galaxy Alliance Government, started as a policeman, and later became the Chief Inspector of the Eighth Galaxy Security Directorate.”

Like an embarrassed entertainer, he pulled up the loudspeaker in the crowd and performed alone, but there were people coming and going on the street, no one responded, no one stopped, surrounded by noise, he was immersed in his own world as if no one else was there.

In a less fascinating way, William Yu told why he joined the Free Alliance Army, his parents and younger brother who died of the rainbow virus, his dreams, and his hopes for a resurgence. He even boldly described for Chief Edward. When he came up with a master plan for the future eight galaxies, just when he talked about medical care and education, his voice came to an abrupt end—the legion armed forces that had been slipped into a mess by the "Wild Wolves" silently blocked his way.

The one-eyed eagle's judgment was very accurate. The traitor was among the people they visited. Yu William turned his head and glanced at everyone connected to the remote terminal, knowing that the traitor here had effectively sold his coordinates and channel. The map, and the "friends" who received his call for help were still like voles watching the wolf catch the hare, huddling at the entrance of the hole, just watching.

Yu William laughed, turned on the military recorder, took a picture of the encirclement with live ammunition, and the picture was broadcast simultaneously: "In 239, I once had the opportunity to participate in a government exchange program and was sent to the six galaxies. For further study, I was probably okay at the time. They told me that I could stay and immigrate with my immediate family. As long as I submit an application, the Six Galaxy Security Administration will pay for the immigration fee. I thought about it for a long time, and the application form has been After filling it out, I received a letter from the old chief - that was Chief Edward's former predecessor, who is now deceased - he said that he had just returned from a meeting in Votto, and that General Lu Xin was fighting for the rights of the Eighth Galaxy, the alliance general of the capital star. We are still running, how can we be arrogant egoists? I saw that I stayed up all night, deleted the application form from the personal terminal the next day, and returned to the eighth galaxy, because of this, my lover and I We broke up and haven't contacted me for 40 years."

Yu William retracted the military recorder and faced the remote port.

"I regret it very much," he told his audience. "Going back to the eighth system is the biggest regret of my life."

He said that by closing the remote port, he rudely skipped the "goodbye" link, and turned the power system to the extreme. All the missiles were loaded on top of each other and fired at each other like a fan blade, like a small ant. , picked up the pliers, and rushed towards the floods and beasts without any means.

It is impossible for these missiles to hit each other. Several protective mechas on the flanks easily intercepted the missiles. At the same time, the huge fine net of heavy armor was pressed down, and Yu William’s man-machine interface was attacked. The violent attack, his energy was powerless to fight, and the man-machine match fell straight down like a cliff, dropping from 70% to 55% within 20 seconds.

At this time, he was at least tens of thousands of kilometers away from the enemy formation.

Yu William wanted to rush into the enemy's lineup and explode himself, and it would not be a loss if he could blow up one. Now it seems that even a suicide attack is a wishful thinking, and he has been wishful thinking all his life.

The match between man and machine dropped to 51%, and at the last moment, William Yu started the self-destruction program of the mecha.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went black, and he was knocked off the fine net by the other party, and the brain damage made him instantly lose consciousness. The enemy who took over Jingwang soon found that the self-destruction program was locked, irreversible, and it was too late to warn the countdown - the small mech exploded a small group of fireworks.

The combustibles and combustion-supporting gas that came with the mecha quickly burned out, and the dark universe swallowed everything.

However, at the moment when the remote connection was disconnected, there was finally someone in the sixteen who received the remote call for help.

The two armed bases were the first to send armed mechas, and then, more than 20 small mechas and transport ships flew out from one planet. Coordinates of large bases and planets roll out new telecommunications—

"The Fan Enxing support team is going to the target coordinates. We have twenty mechs and three additional supply ships. It is estimated that we can reach the jump point in twenty minutes. Are you all fucking dead or eating shit?"

"The Kaidi satellite base is still alive. We don't have much armed forces. Only six small mechas are available. It is expected that they will be assembled and sent to the target coordinates in 20 minutes."

"The New York Satellite Self-Defense Force is ready and heading to the target coordinates."

"New York saw you, we don't have armed mechs, and the supply ships will follow right away—"

That group of small sparks that went out in a flash finally ignited the fire that had been dead for many years in the eighth galaxy. The ancient war song brought the unquenchable wind, and the flames grew as the wind grew, and gradually became a turbulent trend, which stretched out of control. To the vast and desolate starry sky.

But the igniter was no longer seen, and his torch was extinguished in a sea of remorse. His friends had been waiting in the agreed underground channel for nearly six hours. The Cyclops couldn't hold back and began to scan back and forth along the jump point where they were hiding, trying to search for a long-range signal. Expose to William's own and the coordinates of the underpass, logically, Inspector Yu certainly wouldn't do it, but in case

Suddenly, the Cyclops scanned a weak signal, which was not sent to them, but overflowed through the warp net.

The Cyclops tried to use the communication key agreed upon by their small mecha team, but as expected, he was refused access. His heart skipped a beat—not his own.

But generally speaking, only a large-scale long-distance communication will have a signal overflow, as if it should not be those sneaky enemies. The one-eyed eagle hesitated for a moment, and the ghostly messenger tried another key - the abbreviation of the Free Alliance Army. The next moment, he connected to the remote signal!

The heartbeat of Cyclops began to speed up, but the signal was too weak. He was fleeing frantically, half of the fuselage was damaged, and the amplifier had long since turned into space junk: "Which of your mechas has a signal amplifier?!"

Machine No. 8 came in immediately, everyone listened with bated breath, and intermittent voices came from the weak signal.

"They sent troops?" Brother Bei said in disbelief. "Come to rescue us? But how did they know that Inspector Yu sent them coordinates?"

The one-eyed eagle interrupted him: "Even if they are righteous, as long as someone sends the coordinates, it must be the enemy who ambushed us first, be careful!"

One sentence tightened everyone's scriptures, but after a moment of tense alertness, the underground channel was still as quiet as a dead place, unable to capture any abnormal energy.

Immediately, in the weak long-range signal, someone said: "The target coordinates have been reached, the abnormal energy source has been captured, and the pursuit is at full speed!"

Everyone was confused and looked at each other. Brother Bei asked inexplicably, "What kind of abnormal energy are they talking about capturing? Where are the target coordinates? Isn't it ours?"

Immediately, I don't know who suddenly said something on the communication channel: "Inspector Yu seemed to be a scout back then, who was specially responsible for revising the military navigation map.

There was silence in the communication channel for a few seconds, and the next moment, the No. 1 machine suddenly turned around and left.

"One-eyed eagle, what are you doing?"

The Cyclops didn't answer. They didn't have heavy armor, so they couldn't scan remotely on the spot, so they could only use a stupid method—following the overflowing long-range signal.

Several other mechs followed him out of the safe-haven underpass.

The Mecha Corps ambush that forced Yu William to self-destruct has an inside line, and the rabble in the Eighth Galaxy got the news long before they sent troops, and they have already moved first. What came out were small teams of more than a dozen or so small mechas. They didn’t need to fight, they were just scattered sand. The ambush soldiers didn’t take them seriously, and they retreated calmly. They encountered two small mecha teams on the way. However, the eighth galaxy The small mecha team was vulnerable in front of the heavily armored legion, and was quickly thrown down.

In the ambush army, the commander in heavy armor laughed contemptuously: "A bunch of old, weak and sick hyenas, kick them away."

"Yes!"

A row of missiles from the ambush army shot out, and the small mechas who blocked the road ran away. They tried to counterattack several times angrily, but they were easily and resolved by the opponent.

At this time, a row of high-energy particle cannons shot out from a nearby transition point and hit the heavy armored shield of the ambush army. Unfortunately, the energy was insufficient and was blocked by the shield. The commander of the ambush army frowned and immediately heard his subordinates coming. Report: "Sir, it's that mech target mech!"

"Great, I was worried about not being able to find them, so I brought them to my door." The commander sneered, "Chase!"

At the same time, the reinforcements from the eighth galaxy also saw: "It seems to be one-eyed eagles!"

The scattered reinforcements immediately tried to gather together, but the response was still slow. The one-eyed eagle and the others were like a bunch of crazy ants, angrily biting the behemoth in front of them with mouthparts the size of a grain of rice, and they fought and retreated, and the ambush was heavy. Jia looks like a beast that has seen blood, opened its bloody mouth and chased after them, trying to swallow them in one bite, pressing down countless heavy nets, and the reinforcements hung behind them and chased after them, and they were about to be thrown off!

In the communication channel of Cyclops and the others, the fourth and ninth phones were disconnected successively, and they immediately fell into the encirclement of the other party. The one-eyed eagle shot the last high-energy particle cannon behind him.

At this moment, the entire half of the star sea was illuminated, and the light straight up and down penetrated the mecha net, and the one-eyed eagle was stunned.

The next moment, the ambush heavy armor suddenly braked strangely, and then the arsenal broke away from the fuselage, and the fine net of the heavy armor was unloaded for a second!

Immediately, a missile came over, directly blowing up the arsenal, and the team that the ambush army had just cleaned up was instantly chaotic.

A ghostly fleet quietly appeared from a transition point, blinking to the front, blocking the ambush legion and the Cyclops like a moat.

From the morning star to the battlefield near the outer domain, fourteen hours—

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