Hearing the incomparably arrogant answer from the broken metal spaceship, the merchants and militants in the smuggling ship looked at each other, thinking that you don't want men's things, and you don't want women's things, what the hell do you want
Thinking of the terrifying speed of the tattered metal spaceship, the powerful impact, the thick outer armor, and the extremely strange request of the other party, everyone who had been bruised and bloodied in the previous dozen or so collisions suddenly remembered According to a rumor circulating in the Bermuda star field in recent months, several consecutive groups of smugglers have claimed that they have been robbed in the waterway. The hateful taste, the other party seems to be particularly interested in mechanical things, in addition, even those beautiful enough to match the beauty of Lin Banshan, he is not willing to take a look.
The leader of the militants swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moved to the side of the smugglers, and looked at the tattered spaceship in the light curtain that seemed to be dancing at a high speed, showing off its terrifying maneuverability to everyone, and said in a low voice, "Surrender, I heard. For the past two years, this spaceship has been in the Zuotian Star Territory, and even those guys in the empire who are escorted by warships have no chance to fight back."
The smuggler's body was slightly shocked, and it didn't take much time to resolutely surrender honorably. Since the other party allowed him to enter the escape cabin, and he didn't want any goods, he couldn't move the modified firearms, and he could also take the most expensive diamonds. recover some losses.
The smuggler, who was about to enter the escape pod, turned his head and looked painfully at the spaceship he built with a lot of money, and suddenly found that the tattered metal spaceship in space started dancing again, and couldn't help but lower his voice and scolded: "Fuck you motherfucker. If you don't, you will die!"
In the dark and quiet space, the tattered metal spaceship was shaking violently. The bloated hull of the indescribable appearance was churning at high speed in the space of thousands of kilometers, making countless incredible flying movements in a row, but it didn't look too much. It means showing off, but it is more like a human brain being pierced by countless steel needles at the same time, struggling with his head in pain!
This tattered metal spaceship was the Charter Bureau triplane that transported Xu Le into the empire. This spaceship was nominally affiliated with the Federal Charter Bureau, but in fact it had long since become a toy controlled by the branch of consciousness of the old stuff.
The three-winged ship lurked in the Empire Star Field for a whole year, broke through the colorful clouds and rescued Xu Le, and finally was shot and forced to crash on a barren mine star. , after leaving the empire, he came to his strange and curious Bermuda triangle star field, and resumed his old job of robbing families.
Until a certain moment before, a cold mechanical voice sounded inside the triplane.
"Any physical manipulation is prohibited under the Supreme Rider of the Charter's Core Laws."
All the data inside the tri-wing ship was reset to zero, and it was silent. After the violent tremors and painful struggles, the ship's body was quietly suspended in the dark space.
The smugglers and militants who were about to leave in the escape pod discovered the strangeness of the tattered metal spaceship. After a long period of nervous silence, someone speculated: "Is there something wrong with the other party?"
"What could be wrong?"
"I don't know, maybe it's lost power? Boss, I think we should try to slip away, looking at the appearance of that tattered spaceship, it should not be able to start."
"What if that nasty guy is playing with us again?" The smuggler was obviously overcomplicated.
"Let's drive towards each other first. Even if there is something wrong, we can say that we are intimidated by his sense of majesty and take the initiative to drive the boat closer. I think that guy's enthusiasm should be liked very much. Hearing this explanation, let’s say, I’ve never heard an expert say that this spaceship has killed people.”
Under the temptation of huge profits and the encouragement of the tattered spaceship's silence and stillness, people returned to their posts, driving the smuggling spaceships to slowly fly towards the triplane, always preparing for a flattering explanation.
However, the triplane did not respond, and was suspended in space silently.
"It seems that something really went wrong, boss, let's go quickly!" someone shouted excitedly.
The smuggler took a deep breath, waved his arms and said, "Wealth is at risk! Drag this thing back!"
The militant leader looked at him in panic and stopped: "This is too risky!"
The smuggler frowned, looked at the tattered metal spaceship that was motionless in silence, and said somewhat unconfidently, "I always feel... this guy is dead."
The militants couldn't understand this sentence, and the businessman himself didn't understand why he said that, the metal spaceship that was quietly suspended in space was not alive at all, so why did it die. However, looking at the dilapidated spaceship, he suddenly felt that the smell of death from there made him very uncomfortable, even a little sad, and he really wanted to hear that arrogant and funny voice again.
Shaking his head to drive these inexplicable emotions out of his brain, the businessman waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "Drag it back and tear it down and sell it for money."
Facing the autumn wind, the little white flowers bloomed wildly in the mountains beside the railway tracks. The SCC global monitoring system in the cockpit vaguely captured a change dozens of kilometers away. Xu Le, wearing a helmet, was preparing for the next step of data enhancement, and then asked. When I asked the old thing what he found, his voice sounded in his mind.
"Xu Le, I started dreaming not long ago, a long, long dream."
"In the dream, I can clearly feel the color of flowers and the feeling of being blown by the morning wind, I can smell the fragrance of Sanqi brand cigarettes, and I can taste the fruit and wood fragrance of Wenjun No. 2, not just like before. You can see the microscopic structure of the flower, calculate the direction and progression of the wind, or you can only analyze the heavy metal content in the rotten cigarette you smoke, as well as those boring and monotonous alcohol content and brewing process."
"My dear Philip, this is a good thing." Xu Le stared at the light curtain near his pupils and said, "According to the little knowledge I have in front of you, only a complete independent consciousness can dream and sleep, you It's a good feeling to have that, maybe one day in the future, you can have a girlfriend or something."
"Why not have a boyfriend?" the old man asked suspiciously.
"Because Philip is clearly a man's name."
The old man muttered something vaguely, and then rarely continued to express the emotion of a literary youth: "It is because of beauty, so I am afraid. I am very worried that I will never be able to dream again in the future."
"No, you must be dreaming infinite times more than mine."
Xu Le is like a computer friend, answering very patiently, as if comforting a child who has just learned to think about death on a rainy day.
"Xu Le."
"Um."
"Xu Le, there is an ambush ahead, there are ambush everywhere, this is a trap."
"Ambush? Where?"
Xu Le's pupils shrank, and the nervousness of the battle began to enter his sensitive body.
"Everywhere."
With these four words, Xu Le's brain suddenly buzzed with a muffled sound, and in the world that his left eye pupil could see, countless pictures suddenly appeared, flying from all corners and directions, everywhere.
Drawings of complex mechanical structures, whimsical design of the inner wall of the engine, screenshots of love action movies with different postures, erotic pictures of beautiful female carcasses revealing, densely hanging light spots with citizen numbers in the building and in the mountains and forests to maintain the momentary Posture, countless images danced in my mind like snowflakes, occupying everything in an instant.
Xu Le remembers these images, in the black dream on the hospital bed, in the spring recruitment examination room of the Nutshell Company, in the black cell of Fox Fortress Prison, in the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke and death, at this moment these images are flooding again. In front of him, it seems to be doing a summary of memories or some kind of commemoration.
His fingers slowly let go of the operating lever, and the little white flower mecha driving at high speed beside the railroad track slowly reduced its speed.
The next moment, the countless pictures in my mind were accompanied by a clear and heart-pounding tearing sound, and countless cracks appeared, and then flew away, like pieces of white snow coming and going like pieces of butterflies, without leaving a trace.
In the midst of nothingness, the Federal Central Computer said the last sentence in a voice that had begun to become mechanically cold: "You have to remember, my name is Philip."
In the rushing autumn wind, the little white flower mecha parked silently in the mountains beside the railroad tracks, and a sharp siren started to sound in the dim cockpit, but Xu Le was only silent and did not make any movement.
At the edge of the atmosphere far away, several missiles were coming at high speed. Further out of the atmosphere, the federal warship that had just completed the emergency repair began to guide the crystal transition, preparing to launch the second main gun.
In the tens of square kilometers of uninhabited mountains and fields around the Xiaobaihua mecha, more than 100 black MX mechas stood up slowly from the autumn forest and the foundation pit. The tranquility exuded a terrifying killing intent.
With the transmission of silent radio waves, countless heavy equipment began to be activated, and the soldiers in camouflage camouflaged lifted the shielding cover on the phalanx and prepared for battle silently and quickly.
Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seventh Division finally made their debut in shock.
However, the silver-white mecha beside the rails did not move, at least for the first few seconds, Xiaobaihua turned the detector above slightly to look at the pale and vast sky in autumn, as if to replace the small-eyed man inside. to watch.
From that black dream, Xu Le bickered and chatted with that guy through the chip on the back of his neck, and fought together. In a sense, they were connected by flesh and blood and soul. At this moment, he knew very well that the old man, no, should call him Philip, gone.
As soon as he had a name, he left, as if he died just after being born, Xu Le's body began to feel cold, and he didn't notice Tie Qi Shi who was shocked in the surrounding mountains. He just narrowed his eyes and listened to his heavy and clear voice in the quiet cockpit. Breathing, looking for silent breath. (Note)
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〖Note: Breath of silence like a mystery, Zhou Yunpeng's song. 〗