Imperfections

Unfortunately, the communication of the entire eight galaxy was broken, and there were no reliable battlefield reporters on the scene. Otherwise, if the last deceased king of the Prince Gloria family can be interviewed, the legendary Ares Feng will probably make a month's headlines.

The patrol team that gnawed their teeth and bleed blood, defeated the pirate detection squad is bait, and the sophisticated anti-tracking system is bait.

Isn't the deliberately exposed underground channel or fake energy fluctuations a bait? Did n’t the prophets of the Anti-Uzbek Federation explain this?

How did the last round of bait come true again in the next round?

True or false in this, Ares von Best was puzzled, and did not understand when he was alive, and did not understand when he died.

Is there a regular league army lurking in the eight galaxy?

If so, how could they just watch him blow up three planets without even asking?

Or, is this a killing targeted at Yuan Yuan from three months ago when he disappeared?

Most importantly, how could Lin Jingheng not die?

The "Environmental Prophets" of the Anti-Uruguayan Society advocated that everyone go to sleep in a tree house in the virgin forest, and rely on big data analysis to fight themselves.

The pirate leader Prince Gloria departed from the scriptures and did not share the alliance with the Alliance, but he did not believe that the Alliance's Eden system would go wrong.

This era of unprecedented civilization is so strange that the figures in it are so dazzling that they look like nothing.

The silver ninth guard fell from the sky, and Ares Feng couldn't believe it. His flattering legion was even more astonished. The disadvantage of Prince Gloria's preference for selection and employment of mental retardation was finally exposed, but he had no chance to make up for it.

The army of the fart was scattered by Baiyin Jiu and turned into a pot of porridge. Lin Jingheng broke into the pirate encirclement with a desperate attitude and locked the prince Gloria's mech, Baiyin Jiu within three seconds. He cooperated with him extremely well. The soldiers were divided and surrounded by three routes, and the pirates were cut apart. At the same time, two missiles left and right blasted Arisfong's escort.

Lin Jingheng aimed extremely accurately at Ares Feng's heavy armor arsenal, and the missile ruptured the vacuum.

Ares Feng dog jumped off the wall and jumped suddenly, but Lin Jingheng seemed to know in advance which jump point he was about to jump to. A missile subsequently chased it and arrived almost at the same time as Ares Feng. This is a coincidence that it was just done in advance Passing the jump point of hands and feet, it was detonated by missiles immediately, and the spurt of energy immediately engulfed the nightmare incarnation of the man.

Together with the three planets and hundreds of millions of grudges, the smoke disappeared.

It's not just the pirate's artificial intelligence that does behavioral analysis.

As soon as Ares Feng died, the souls of the pirates' teams were gone. Although their strength was more than that of Silver Nine, they were nothing more than a "stupid big man" like a walking dead.

The end of the battle was even more dizzying than the storm-under the silver nine's exhaustion, the surviving pirates collapsed, and all unloaded their arsenals, jumped out of the spirit net, and surrendered.

Lu Bixing glanced at the watch at this moment, from the appearance of Baiyin Jiu to clearing the battlefield, a total of ten and twenty-one seconds.

He exhaled for a long time, thinking to himself, this is the Silver Ten Guards ... the Great Wall that was pushed down by the Alliance himself.

The next moment, a signal entered the communication channel, and Baiyin Jiu appeared in front of everyone.

It may be because Silver Ten Guards has withdrawn from the league five years ago. Like Lin Jingheng for five years, he has not let himself down. The silver Nine Guards captain looks like a soldier ...

Although the captain of the guard was wearing a military uniform, he actually combed the pony tail—the regular army of the Alliance. Regardless of military service, race, and gender, no long hair was allowed except for civilian personnel. And this person is not only long hair, two hairs and chestnut long hair fall out, curled up on his chest, full of styling, at first glance it is not naturally long. The captain of the guard is tall and standing very upright. Although he has a deep profile, he is inexplicably a little girlish. He looks at his makeup and looks like a female model wearing a military uniform to take an artistic photo.

Later, I saw a slight touch on the heel of the "female model" and paid a respect to the standard honor of the guard of honor: "Silver Ninth Guard Captain, Elizabeth Karatulan reports to you."

The country's hunks at the base have never seen such a foreign-looking female general, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out, looking at her stupidly.

Baiyinjiu came slower than he expected. Lin Jingheng was already a little bit angry, and when she looked at her virtue, she became even more angry.

He beckoned first, transferred a few medical cabins from the medical room, and stuffed the students who had just followed his bumps and wiped the nosebleeds to treat the concussion, and then the nose was not the nose, the eyes, or the eyes narrowed. Coldly, she glanced at the female officer and closed the communication channel that Lu Bixing temporarily used his remote signal to isolate the eyes of idlers and others. Then I said insincerely: "Captain Turan, did I send the wrong signal, or did you misinterpret it? If I remember correctly, I asked you to come to the front line quickly, and did not let you come to a blind date. ? "

When the captain of the ninth guard heard this tone, he knew that it was about to finish, and the tendons in his back became straighter.

At this time, Zhanlu gave her an eye-catching eyebrow—Zhanlu greeted her happily: "It's been a long time, Captain Turan, you look very beautiful today."

Lin Jingheng: "Yeah, I still have time to burn my head halfway. I'm delaying your debut?"

Turan held his back muscles, lowered his head, and whispered like frosted eggplant: "It's not all ... for concealment, to better collect all kinds of information."

"Oh, I'm so confused," Lin Jingheng said, "I thought the Silver Ninth Guard was a striker commander. It turned out that you are now working as a spy special agent."

Turan: "..."

Lin Jingheng froze coldly, "Why are you late?"

"These mechas were originally illegally hidden in the sixth galaxy. I tried to find a way to use them. They were all old models that were quickly scrapped. It looked ok, the performance really couldn't keep up, the power was not good, and the drive was too fast. I ca n’t stand it, ”Turan whispered as if inspecting her back.“ I ’m afraid I ’m running out of supplies at the front. I ’m stretched. We are separated from Silver III. We ca n’t find a reliable engineer. There ’s no way to general. ”

This is an acceptable objective condition, Lin Jingheng's complexion eased slightly.

I heard Tu Lan added it very honestly: "Which sharpening isn't cutting the woodworker by mistake, anyway, the general is wise and savvy. I guessed the situation. We will be a bit late and you can handle it."

Lin Jingheng almost made her laugh with laughter: "So, if I can't carry it, it's just a mess, you are free, aren't you?"

Turan snorted, feeling that he had no skin, and was afraid to be cut off and wiped the floor, so he didn't dare to say a word.

At that time, the silver fortress of Votor's throat, the silver fortress, always gave the impression that military capacity was purged and banned.

But that's actually the credit of Wulan College.

More than 90% of the members of the Silver Fortress are elite graduates of Wulan College. These people have a good family background, good education, and high quality.

However, the real silver ten guards in the mix are actually very bad.

The forwards are lawless, special services, and the military industry department are arrogant. Every year, they go to the Military Commission headquarters for robbery and budget. The main force, except Lin Jingheng, does not buy anyone's account. As long as it is released, it will inevitably conflict with other military regions and administrative agencies. They are like a crooked dog with crooked melon and jujube. They don't eat raw meat, and they are still afraid to bite their masters at any time.

Lin Jingheng: "Go back."

When they returned to the base, the energy tower had turned back and the sky was bright.

The New Year's Eve of the New Year, slipped silently in the smoke.

A mecha receiving and dispatching station with a large base fart, it is already tight to put one heavy three, and it is impossible to hold more than thirty heavy armors. The heavy armors had to float out of the base's atmosphere like a satellite, orbiting the base.

Turan divides the personnel on duty of each heavy armor into three groups, changing shifts every eight hours, responsible for guarding the mecha in the sky, waiting for others to land.

The silver ninth guard walking on the wind and the crooked melon and jujube on the base were curious about each other, and they felt that each other was a rare species invisible in the zoo. There was Lin Jingheng sitting in the town, and no one dared to find something.

Turan threw a wink at a man who was staring at her intently, trotting to catch up with Lin Jingheng.

She is very advanced, but she is not a person, she is a chattering mouth.

Strange to say, Lin Jingheng grew up, even real people with artificial intelligence around him, all of them are broken mouths, life is quite hot.

As Turan ran, he said, "General, my mechas are always parked in the sky. There is no way to run out of electricity, and the arsenal is too fast to squeeze out milk. Only if the pirates are a little more urine Maybe our missiles are not enough to fight ... Thanks to them for counseling ... Your base is good, how about eating, drinking, and having a small movie, how about arms? Meeting points ... "

Lin Jingheng gave her a cool look.

Turan chuckled, and dared to pinch his fingers: "Give them a little bit."

Lin Jingheng walked around and looked around her up and down, as if seeing a bottle of chili water in the shape of a human, saying coldly: "Give you twenty minutes to rest, cut your hair, wash you like this **** and come back to me Talk, get out. "

Turan: "..."

A beautiful young girl who fell from the sky is still Lin Jingheng's old ministry. Lu Bixing has not been silent, adhering to scientific and objective, he observes silently in order to know himself.

A long time ago, the breaking incident between Yevgenia and Lin Jingheng spread to the public. He passed Lin Jingheng like an impersonal eunuch. Lu Bixing always thought that people were exaggerating for the drama, but he witnessed how General Lin treats beautiful After the big girl, he felt that the rumors were not necessarily groundless, and indeed there was credibility.

"It looks like this is an equation that no one can solve." Contemporary scientists aiming at the Nobel Prize and Alliance Free Contribution Award fearlessly pondered.

Then he interjected in a timely manner: "Docking and energy issues can be handed to me."

Turan turned his head to see him, his eyes suddenly flashed, then he naturally narrowed, and voluntarily extended his hand to him: "What's the name?"

"My name is Lu Bixing," Lu Bixing shook her hands gracefully, "I am now a temporary engineer with the army, right, general?"

Lin Jingheng now saw him like a creditor, and nodded briefly, without a word.

"An engineer in the army?" Turan stared at his face, fainting, and didn't notice the unusual look of their boss. He pinched Lu Bixing's hand so shamelessly that he wouldn't withdraw. Where did it come from? I said long ago that Bai Yinsan's geeks should play with the eggs ... "

"Elizabeth, Turan." Lin Jingheng suddenly called her by name.

When Turan was agitated, he could no longer care about beauty, and subconsciously straightened up: "Yes."

Lin Jingheng's voice was very low: "What did I just say?"

"Let me go, obey." Turan touched his heel and turned to the Silver Nine Guards. "All eggs-turn backwards, roll with me!"

Foucault quickly followed and helped find a place to house them.

Lin Jingheng turned into the mech main control room.

The calendar is last year, but after one night, the base has changed.

Seen from the top of the main control room, those brand new small mechs have been tempered once by the war, and mottled armors have grown. The maintenance robots are busy, they are arranged in the mech station by number, and there is a gap in the middle. The places that were vacated, like the forest of steles behind the Alliance Parliament, have never come back.

Many residents of the base were waiting outside the Mech Station, waiting eagerly. Some saw their relatives and friends come back and wept at the door. Some did n’t come back. , Still can't find it, he wanders away in despair.

As for more ... widowed, lonely, no one alive, no one asks, dead, it is another normal.

Lin Jingheng held his hands on the window lattice. After a while, he lowered his head deeply, his chin almost reached his chest, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled the breath.

Turan has not formally reported to him yet, but only a brief explanation of the origin of the mech has made him have an ominous premonition.

At this time, footsteps came from behind, Lin Jingheng's anxious look disappeared instantly, and he returned to a look of sorrow and disappointment. He turned around and almost hit Lu Bixing.

By the way, there is this lawsuit.

Lin Jingheng hid back fiercely. He didn't know what Lu Bixing was taking the wrong medicine. Because he was in a state of confusion, he quickly made up his mind-if Lu Bixing continued talking nonsense the night before, let him get out.

So although he didn't speak badly, one eyebrow picked out the curse of cursing the street: "What's the matter?"

Lu Bixing leaned his arms against the window, said Shen, "Thank you."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

The prepared "get out" seems not suitable for this context, so I had to make a circle on the tip of my tongue and swallowed.

"At that time, they picked them up," Lu Bixing said. "You knew that the Silver Ninth Guard would come. You can wait for them together, regardless of the lives of those people, as we said at the beginning."

Lin Jingheng turned away from him without raising his head: "Yuan Yuanren is dead. How easy are you to deceive Ares Feng?"

Lu Bixing: "Wait, I heard Mint they said, you have used a soothing agent again!"

Lin Jingheng was too lazy to answer, ignoring him as much as Zhan Lu.

Lu Bixing relented and stepped forward to block him: "The sequelae of the soothing agent are hard to deal with, does it hurt?"

For words like "doesn't hurt" and "not tired", for Lin Jingheng, it is too close and too personal. The last time he heard a similar question, when he was a child, these words sounded as if Lu Bixing talked with him about peeing and muddy when he was a child, leaving him awkward and very confused. Pick up.

"Don't talk nonsense here," Lin Jingheng said patiently. "What should I do?"

Lu Bixing was keenly aware of his cramps and stepped back in front of him, shaking left and right, just not letting him pass, and he was not afraid of Lin Jingheng's anxiety in any case-anyway, Lin Jingheng's greatest anxiety in his presence was a "roll", even There are few swear words and no lethality at all. As for the others in front of General Lin, they were all quail-like. Lu Bixing expressed his understanding and sympathy in a rational way, and could not empathize.

"General, how are you like hiding from a hooligan? I didn't do it manually." Lu Bixing finished speaking, suddenly blessed his soul, and made a sudden attack, suddenly throwing a sentence towards Lin Jingheng, "Last night I confessed and was halfway. The nasty pirate interrupted. I want to say a few more words to you today, and you don't want to ignore me. Could it be that I am going to fix your mech station for you? "

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Captain Turan, who had just finished grooming, ran into the main control room: "..."

Lu Bixing and Yu Guang glanced at her and didn't know what it meant to be "embarrassed". Instead, they felt that the look of Captain Turan's face being thundered was very interesting-the sages who injected viruses in their own bodies and carried kites to capture lightning in the scientific community. It gave him endless courage, persistence and madness.

Lu Bixing took advantage of Lin Jingheng's blank expression and grabbed his wrist: "If I want to pursue you, will you kill me with one shot?"