White staggered off the treadmill, retched twice, and almost burst into tears: "Human? Human! Is there a planet nearby? A small space station is also fine. I even dream of stepping on the ground. I I don't want to eat cold compressed nutritional meals anymore, even boiled cabbage leaves..."
The students pushed me out of the training room, and even Mint, who was resting in the dormitory, struggled to crawl out. After wandering in the deserted universe for a month, I was so excited to return to human society that I wished I could turn the mecha into a big hand and hug him all the way.
However, the reaction of adults was not very friendly.
The one-eyed eagle suddenly opened the door and strode out of his room. His face was as heavy as water: "What's going on?"
Lin Jingheng narrowed his eyes: "You must do it. Report the status of the weapons depot to me."
"It's okay." Lu Bixing, who was in the weapons depot, suddenly heard his voice and replied smoothly, "The sealing is good and the environmental condition of the weapons depot is normal. Hmm... it's just that this procedure is a bit old. Will the response be a bit slow in actual combat?"
After that, Only when he came to his senses did Lin Fang call his name.
Lu Bixing heard a "buzz" in his ears. The sound was not loud, like a mosquito passing by. His ears twitched and he felt as if there was something wrong with the gravity balance system on the mecha, making his feet feel light.
Lin never called him by his name alone. Normally, he would use his first name and surname. When he was sarcastic, he would call him "Principal Lu" or "Young Master". In person, he would just say "you" and "you".
Lu Bixing paused and asked in a daze, "Do you need me to upgrade it for you?"
"No, come back." Lin Jingheng's voice came through the mecha's radio, which was a little heavy, "The protection system is on."
Lu Bixing said fiercely . As soon as he raised his head, there was a "buzz" in the entire mecha, the protective shield was opened to the highest power, and the two missiles were loaded.
Huang Jingshu asked: "Four... General Lin, what's wrong? Is there any problem with the communication signal?"
"Since entering the interstellar era, the most dangerous thing in the universe is not the black hole." The one-eyed eagle said, "Kids, remember this. "The only thing more dangerous than black holes is people."
"This is a local communication signal. It is fast and strong, but it is only for internal communication and does not communicate with the outside world." Zhan Lu explained from the side like a popular science, "There is only an internal network. When there is no external network, it is common in wartime. Closing external communications is to hide oneself from being scanned by potential enemies, and the internal network range is their patrol range. We have now entered..."
He didn't finish his words, Mecha Beijing shook violently.
Lin Jingheng opened fire without even saying hello. A missile streaked across the night sky and collided with another missile sneaking towards them with great accuracy. The debris and rays hit the defense system of "Beijing" like stars. A firework suddenly exploded in the darkness, briefly illuminating the surrounding area.
At least sixty combat mechs densely surrounded them in the middle, and every one of them looked much more ferocious than "Beijing".
As soon as they met, they were given a missile as a greeting gift. It seems there was no love at first sight.
Lin Jingheng and One-Eyed Eagle looked at each other distrustfully, and asked in unison: "Are they your enemies?"
Before they could exchange words, a voice quickly intervened and answered for both of them at the same time: "No, Don't fight internally for now."
Lu Bixing passed between the two of them and raised his hand to separate them. However, his right hand actually pressed against the one-eyed eagle's chest and pushed him back two steps. His outstretched left hand was Hanging on Lin Jingheng's chest, he stretched his fingers twice and didn't dare to move them up - three buttons of the former general's shirt were unbuttoned!
Was he stifled by the strict dress standards of the Federal Military Commission in Silver Fortress?
Turning his head to meet Lin Jingheng's gaze, Lu Bixing quickly retracted his left hand, pretended to get a haircut, and walked to the communication station like a dog.
Lu Bixing connected his personal terminal to the communication station and quickly entered a string of codes: "My dad has been doing business these years. He has been very friendly and made money. He has never offended anyone. Old man, Lin is not like you. He is The kind of person who would cause trouble all over the world?"
The one-eyed eagle breathed out from his nose.
Lin Jingheng asked: "What are you doing?"
"I made a gadget before. It was originally used for interstellar navigation to use the Internet to try to capture their intranet interface." Lu Bixing spoke unhappily, but his fingers seemed to take off. , "Find a way to say hello to the other party first. It's probably just a misunderstanding. Can you guys be polite first and then fight?"
One-eyed Eagle said sadly: "I never reason with the bitch who strikes first..."
Lin Jingheng: "Okay. "
The One-Eyed Eagle immediately changed his mind: "...But with technical support, you can try it."
The mecha group was like the gloomy guards floating in the ancient tomb, slowly approaching from the darkness, and the black muzzle seemed to be close in front of them. The border of the spiritual network felt heavy pressure. Lu Bixing quickly touched the opponent's internal network without raising his head and whistled.
The screen of the communication station suddenly lit up, as if a third eye had opened, and it silently passed through the surroundings. All the mechas hidden in the darkness had nowhere to hide, and dense traces appeared on the screen - originally surrounding them. It's not just this circle of mechas. There are also ambushes outside the circle, with three layers inside and three layers outside. From the communication platform, it looks like a Baumkuchen.
This kind of queue is obviously unscientific, because the speed and energy consumption of mechas are astronomical compared to land weapons, no matter how small the mecha is. This dense queue makes it inconvenient for mechas to move, and the electromagnetic field and The mental network also affects each other, which can easily lead to instability of the mental network and operational errors.
And once someone bombs with heavy weapons, there will be no room to hide.
Unless you are dealing with enemies with trypophobia, the effect is really not good.
This posture of preparing for a collective chorus is obviously not a regular army, let alone a fierce and stingy interstellar pirate. It looks like a group of rabble who formed a temporary alliance and came to fight.
"Which one launched the missile just now?" Lin Jingheng asked.
The communication network is very smart, and a mecha on the opposite side is specially marked in yellow.
Lu Bixing asked him: "Do you want to send a communication request to the other party?"
"No," Lin Jingheng said, "Look for the one next to him."
White asked Zhan Lu in a low voice: "Why?"
Zhan Lu replied: "Because according to statistics, when fighting in groups, The first person to do something has a higher desire for expression than others, and prefers to be with the boss."
White was full of confusion about the spiritual world of this mecha man: "Why do you even count this!"
While speaking, the communication was connected, and the screen on the communication station flashed, showing the interior of the mecha.
I saw a man on the other side of the screen, wearing a dark gray men's formal suit, tie clips, cuffs, earrings and other odds and ends. He was so jeweled that it was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes and look straight at him. He had an unusually slender figure. Compared to ordinary people, he is equipped with a huge head, like a resplendent peeing cow ball stuck on a bamboo stick.
"Pissing Cow Pill" looked at Lin Jingheng coldly: "Whose spy are you?"
Lin Jingheng was about to speak when the one-eyed eagle next to him suddenly made a sound.
When the one-eyed eagle saw that person, he was shocked at first, and then he came to the communication desk: "Sister, why is it you?"
The other party's eye twitched: "One-eyed eagle!"
"This guy is a gangster who collects protection fees on the smuggling line." One-eyed Eagle raised his head and took a closer look at the mechas surrounding them, and suddenly cursed, "Smelly sister, your father and I sold these mechas to you. Why do you look so damn familiar? You bastard, you haven't paid off the balance yet!"
"Smelly Sister" had a strange expression: "I heard that Kelai Xing was blown up into popcorn. "Why are you still alive?"
"You expect me to die? I don't want to die," the one-eyed eagle grinned ferociously, "The eighth galaxy exploded into briquettes, and only your creditor, dad, was missed. How about that? Aren't you very grateful to God?"
"Smelly elder sister": "..."
One-eyed eagle: "Don't hide behind my little brother like a shrunken turtle. Come and talk to me!"
"Stinky elder sister" glanced at Lin Jingheng and said, "I don't, you'd better do the same. Don't move, otherwise the missiles of our brothers will be out of sight. "
The spiritual network has a certain range. For example, for a small mecha like Beijing, the diffusion range of the spiritual network is relatively small, far lower than that of interstellar medium and short-range missiles." range.
Although the opponent brought a bunch of men under him, he was very cautious and kept a careful distance. The mecha on the innermost side of the encirclement was parked outside Beijing's mental network.
"You are here too?" Sister Stinky looked at the one-eyed eagle with interest. "Why, the nest was bombed and it turned into a homeless dog. Come to me to beg for food? Brother, just beg for food. I am nostalgic. It's not that I can't take you in, but look at your attitude."
The one-eyed eagle wanted to sneer. The seven major galaxies have very strict weapons control. This smuggler had no way to find a way before, so he wanted to get mechas and weapons from him. He asked someone to do it. I'm sorry, I wish I could kneel down and lick my feet, but now I'm so ambitious and have such an expression again.
"To tell you the truth, I did suffer a bit at the hands of the madman from the Feng family this time. They are all people who came from that time, and they all have a deep grudge against Prince Gloria's guards, right?" One-eyed Eagle suppressed his temper. , "Let me tell you, that old madman is coming fiercely, and there is still the shadow of the "Anti-Ukrainian Society" behind him. Let them occupy the eighth galaxy, and no one will have a good life in the future. I have the source of arms, and you have the underground Cheng, we should sit down and have a chat to see how we can unite the old brothers to deal with the common enemy."
"Smelly Sister" glanced at her mouth and showed an unmoved smirk: "You also said, Our place is an underground city. When Prince Gloria didn't come, we were just bugs in the sewers. Now that they are here, they have no intention of cleaning the sewers. I'm fine, why do I want to die?" "
If I remember correctly? , your parents, your sister... your whole family died of the rainbow virus back then. The last time you came to beg me for installment payment, you drank too much and cried on the wine table," the one-eyed eagle's voice was pressed in his throat, "You said that your sister was only six years old at the time, and her whole body was full of ulcers. When she was touched, blood and flesh would fall off. They threw her into an isolation box and sent her to the incinerator before she was dead..."
The smelly elder sister listened. At this point, he put his hand on his forehead, laughed loudly, and interrupted him: "One-eyed Eagle, Brother Lu, you are too naive. How can I get close to you if I don't show off to you? I have been a bachelor since I was a child, and I have grown up like this by stealing. Big—parents and sister? Ha, did I tell you that my house has a small yard and two medium-sized dogs? Isn't it so cozy?"
The one-eyed eagle's jaw tightened.
The smelly elder sister's face immediately turned cold: "I'm sorry, I just want to live a peaceful life for a few years and don't want to cause trouble. Brother Lu, do you know that there are two kinds of people in the world who must die? One is the secretary, because he knows too much "More, the other one is the creditor."
One-eyed Eagle: "You..."
Sister Stinky smiled with big white teeth: "I'm sorry, bye."
As he said that, he suddenly cut off the communication unilaterally, and at the same time. , dozens of mechas on the innermost side of the encirclement raised their muzzles at the same time, preparing for a chorus to blast the small mechas surrounded by them into pieces.
One-eyed eagle: "You bastard!"
But Lu Bixing seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned back to look at Zhan Lu. Zhan Lu closed his eyes, and his whole body was almost a shadow. The mental network of the heavy mecha was superimposed on Beijing's spirit silently. The Internet is like an invisible wave of water, seeping out unknowingly.
Just when the opponent was about to fire, the mental nets of the dozens of forward mechas began to turbulence at the same time. The unstoppable invasion swept across a row. The mental nets of more than sixty mechas were disconnected at the same time, and the pilots of the other side were all turned upside down. A slice.
At the same time, the mechas closest to Sister Smelly were controlled in reverse. A particle cannon shattered Sister Smelly's defense system and main launcher. Eight missiles were set up ready to go, hanging above his head.
Lin Jingheng gently rubbed his temples, and under the stunned attention of everyone, he spoke in a very soft voice.
"Contact them again," he said, "Brother Lu, this time you can let go of your throat and curse."