However, the one-eyed eagle did not appreciate this kindness.
After hearing this sentence that was similar to "lock the door and let the dogs out", the one-eyed eagle's eyebrows jumped on the spot, almost beyond the hairline: "Isn't it just to deal with a few bastards? Are you pretending to be such a big guy like the galaxy? Lin Jingheng "You can't live without putting on a pose, right?"
Lin Jingheng replied calmly: "Whatever you think in your heart is what you see in your eyes."
The smelly eldest sister also came to her senses, this slender and unattractive man was in eight Under the threat of missiles, he showed admirable courage and directly said: "Bah, I still have three thousand brothers, we would rather die than surrender!"
Lin Jingheng sneered: "You want to give me three thousand heads? That's too polite. That's so embarrassing."
Lu Bixing: "..."
Regardless of the strength of General Lin's mental strength, this usually silent mouth is really amazing in fighting ability. He can fight against both the enemy and us without falling behind at all.
Just when he shook his head in amusement and helplessness, Lin Jingheng glanced at him unintentionally. For a moment, the former alliance general felt a "thump" in his heart, suspecting that his image in Lu Bixing's heart was not very good.
He doesn't respect the elderly and doesn't care for the young. He has a bad temper and likes to make jokes.
But what can be done? During his long military career, "showing off" and "pretending" have become a part of his life.
In the first galaxy, no one cared about how many wars the generals fought, how many pirates they exterminated, or what their military theories and national defense insights were - the topic was everything. Whether it's praise or infamy, it doesn't matter even if the media is full of negative information about him, as long as he is not forgotten by the people who have maintained peace for more than two hundred years.
Because Watto needs someone like him, the Alliance Council needs a dazzling, arrogant, vicious, dictator image that no one can do anything about, as a public villain.
The Alliance is "equal and free." What can the Alliance of Equality and Freedom do to prevent the seven major galaxies from having military autonomy? This is unreasonable, so there must be such a "big villain" on the stage. He must be able to suppress his position and hold back the hatred, so that the Alliance Central Committee can "helplessly" tell the people, "We can't do anything about this person, but we are not afraid of power and have been fighting hard."
The Congress needs a tough villain, and the Military Commission needs him as Lu Xin's successor to become a mascot to balance the rifts within the military. Over the years, he has deliberately maintained such an image and traveled among all parties.
Otherwise, how could a young man who is less than a hundred years old be able to climb to such a high position?
Is it possible that it depends on his ability?
In the five years since he left the league, Lin Jingheng has wanted to abandon this shackles-like "image" countless times and find the self that was buried alive.
However, thirty years later, he no longer remembers what he should have been like.
Maybe he's just a person who can't live without posing.
"You can try to connect to the spiritual network now," Lin Jingheng suddenly said, "Zhan Lu's spiritual network is attached to it, and I can let him open the permissions appropriately according to your spiritual power level."
The four students were stunned. They didn't expect it. This unfinished sentence was addressed to them.
Because no one answered for a while, the situation was a little awkward. Lin Jingheng had to pretend to be careless and added: "But it can only last for a short time. Such a small mecha cannot withstand Zhanlu's energy consumption."
Lu Bixing jumped. He got up and said, "What are you doing standing still, naughty kid? Why are you not smart at all!"
One-eyed Eagle: "You are so shameless using Zhanlu to win people's hearts!"
It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.
This is Zhanlu, the most legendary mecha in the alliance. How many times can a person have the opportunity to see a heavy mecha in his lifetime? Not to mention feeling his spiritual network in person!
Different from the small mecha's mental network that was simply and roughly smashed down, Zhan Lu with artificial intelligence was like a considerate nanny. The moment the students entered the mental network one by one, he quickly assessed everyone's mental power level and automatically Most of the information flow is blocked for them.
He even played the ancient music box music very appropriately and asked Mint: "Will this help relieve your anxiety?" "
...Uh, thank you, you don't have to do this." Mint was confused by the weird aesthetics of artificial intelligence. With goosebumps, he quickly politely declined, "I'm mainly afraid of the empty space. There are so many people outside now. It doesn't matter... What, can you turn it off? This sound reminds me of a lot of horror movies."
Zhan Lu's mental network is extremely vast . , arriving there for the first time gives people a thrilling feeling, vaguely remembering the shock of looking up and seeing the boundless galaxy for the first time when I was young.
It was only then that the students discovered that Sister Stinky and his crowded group of thugs were all clearly displayed within the mecha's field of vision. As far as the eye could see, they could even faintly see their lair outside the Sailing Sun.
Human consciousness is wrapped in such a spiritual network, and there is a special feeling, as if one is an ant as light as dust in the vast sea, and as if one has broken away from the insignificant body and has become the only true god in the boundless territory.
Boundless loneliness, but also boundless freedom.
This is Zhanlu, a famous sword that was abandoned by the alliance twice.
The teenagers didn't know that except for Zhanlu's two masters, no one had ever been allowed to step into this area.
"Follow me." Lin Jingheng's voice rang in everyone's ears, "Don't be afraid of mechas, and don't interfere with the spiritual network. Mechas are partners, not enemies."
"General Lin," White asked cautiously, "Zhan Lu is quite gentle, but I still think that "Beijing"... and the imitation spirit network used for training in "Beijing" are terrible."
Lin Jingheng: "The little mecha is just crude and stupid, and it's just habits. Okay."
As he spoke, Zhan Lu's mental network surged. Through the perspective of the mecha, time and space became completely different things. Where they overlapped with other mechas, one could clearly feel the difference. The existence of a spiritual network.
The students felt that they were being coerced and crashed into an enemy's spiritual net, and collectively let out a short scream.
However, the next moment, they found that they had integrated into it. The other party's mental network was like a disassembled chip, laid out in front of them piece by piece. Lin Jingheng deliberately let them see the whole process of invading the mental network clearly, dismantling it in great detail.
Teacher Lu took advantage of the opportunity: "Although the performance of the opponent's mecha is better than that of Beijing, the matching degree of this pilot is only a little over 50%. It must be the first time to drive a mecha, and he is a parallel import."
He trailed off, and the other party seemed to be Feeling that his mental network had been invaded, he was so frightened that he lost consciousness on the spot. In a panic, his mental power fluctuated, and the matching degree fell below the 50% line. He "dropped offline" without waiting for anyone to take action.
"The problem of newbies is that they have the same poor mental quality as you guys." Lu Bixing said quickly, "Can you feel the other party's mental network interface now? The lower the matching degree, the larger the gap in the interface, and the easier it is to be Someone with strong mental power invades - the other party's pilot has fainted, the matching degree is zero, and the interface is completely free. Now, you can use the standard steps to connect to the mecha's mental network to try to connect to that mecha and dock it. If you succeed, you can reverse control. Don't be afraid, the general is here."
He raised his nose and directly regarded Lin Jingheng as his assistant.
Lin Jingheng didn't say a word. The stinky sister's mechas were all covered by the Zhanlu Spiritual Network, and they were swept away by him like autumn leaves. The other party was frightened and couldn't understand at all why this big little mecha was so big. Big spiritual network.
After reacting, it was already too late to retreat. The formation of the "Chorus" was in chaos. The smelly eldest sister also recruited a group of parallel import drivers from nowhere. They may all be temporary workers who were hastily trained and put on the job. Half of the manpower was lost, and some of the mechas were messed up due to operating errors or disconnected by themselves. Occasionally, some mechas were successfully controlled by a few students, as if they were blind cats, because they basically couldn't drive, and the mechas were controlled in reverse. The crazy pigs and dogs rushed in, making all kinds of strange movements on the spot, causing quite a bit of panic.
The huge mecha team was wiped out in the blink of an eye.
However, Lin Jingheng was not able to maintain his prestige for too long. When the three minutes were up, Zhan Lu almost exhausted the energy of the little mecha Beijing. The mecha's low-energy storage alarm sounded like a ball, and it was no longer sustainable.
One-eyed Eagle: "I'm just pretending to be struck by lightning, Zhan Lu, you are using up too much electricity!"
"Wait," Lu Bixing said, "the other party has sent a call request."
Lin Jingheng: "Turn off the alarm and answer."
The "backbone" smelly elder sister "would rather die than surrender" and yelled at them: "Stop, stop, big, big, one-eyed eagle, I was wrong, I can't see Taishan! I'm a bastard! I'm not a thing!"
He As soon as he finished speaking, Mecha Beijing was left with only guaranteed energy. Zhan Lu's spiritual network was forced to dissipate, and the artificial intelligence turned into a robot hand again and landed on Lin Jingheng's arm.
Lin Jingheng and One-Eyed Eagle stood in Beijing, which was about to run out of electricity. They perfectly maintained their expressions of "I guess I'll spare you for now", like two worldly masters who can take life and death.
The smelly eldest sister was successfully frightened by the two of them. She felt that the pressure just now disappeared, and thought that she had surrendered in time. She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled flatteringly: "Brother One-eyed Eagle is right, facing Prince Gloria We should share the same hatred for this kind of public enemy of mankind! Now that everything is ready, we are missing this person...what do you call him?"
Lin Jingheng said one word indifferently: "Lin."
"What? You are the fourth brother of Black Hole. "Oh, I have admired you for a long time, but it is better to see him than to hear him once." The smelly elder sister opened her big mouth and showed him two diamond-encrusted front teeth, "We are short of talents like the fourth brother! Brother One-Eyed Eagle is my relative, dear. Brother, you have always given me discounts when doing business, and today you brought us the fourth brother. It's so bright! To tell you the truth, I haven't been so lucky in a long time. I have to check the date carefully when I go back. It's the end of my unlucky birth star's retrograde motion!"
Lin Jingheng had a deeper understanding of the moral integrity of the people of the Eight Galaxy.
Just like that, the polished commander Sister Sister took them back to her lair with a strong smile, leaving behind a bunch of mechas with their pilots unconscious, floating in the universe with unspeakable suffering, waiting to be recycled.
Several people came to the smuggler's underground kingdom. It was a man-made space station. From the sky, it was visually estimated to be about more than 10,000 square kilometers. Half of the area was used to store mechas and weapons. The population seemed quite dense - —In the New Star Calendar Era, it is rare to see such a dense population.
"The space is a bit limited," Sister Stinky said. "It used to be a supply depot, but now people are starting to live in it because they have no choice. With tens of millions of people living in a small place that can hit your heel when you fart, it has really reached its limit. We are also worried."
One-eyed Eagle said coldly: "You'd better not play tricks. Even if we get off the mecha, it won't be easy to kill you."
The smelly elder sister gave a bitter smile: "Brother, I owe you. Money, the balance signed on the contract is three hundred million "eight coins", I will transfer it to you now, do you want it?"
Due to the huge gap between the rich and the poor, the eight major star systems in the alliance have to use different currencies. The currencies of different star systems are At a certain exchange rate, the full name of the currency of the eighth galaxy is "New Star Calendar Eighth Galaxy Common Currency", or "eight coins" for short. In peacetime, it is no longer valuable if you get it from the other seven galaxies. Now the entire alliance government is shaky, and people's hearts are The panic-stricken Eighth Galaxy was once again attacked by interstellar pirates, and the eight coins were no different than waste paper.
"To tell you the truth, our material reserves here are quite sufficient, and we have plenty of weapons and mechas, but they are of no use. We are really short of effective combat power. We chose a group of people who could see through it like a general. It took a lot of effort to teach them how to operate the mecha...you can see the level." The flattering look on Sister Xiu's face faded a little, and she led them onto the main street.
Although it is just a space station, it already has a sense of life. Some people are setting up stalls on the street. The fly shop on the roadside has just opened. Someone upstairs is drying clothes on the open-air balcony. Hearing the sound, he looked down curiously. Several children chased and fought as they whizzed past, shouting in a very civilized manner: "I'm going to blow you up into shit! Thug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug, tug—"
"People outside are in panic right now, and no one knows what we can do here." How long can you hide here?" The smelly elder sister came down seriously and glanced at Lin Jingheng, "I have heard of Fourth Brother before. Since we have the chance to meet today, I will make it clear that people don't tell secrets - Beijing β and Gloria Star both replied I won't go. News came in the past few days that Prince Gloria's guards bombed a total of three planets, blocked the interstellar arteries, and called the remaining planetary representatives to a meeting to force them to recognize their right to rule. I know, You must be homeless now. I brought you here not because I was afraid of you..."
The One-Eyed Eagle sneered.
The stinky elder sister pretended not to hear, and continued to say sincerely: "I respect people with ability - whether to take revenge or not is another matter. There are tens of millions of people here, old, young, women and children. Since they have come to seek refuge with me, , I have the responsibility to protect them and snipe you outside the atmosphere because we are timid and afraid of strangers. But now that the misunderstanding has been resolved and enemies have become friends, I think there is no other place to go, so we might as well just go. Stay and join our self-defense force. Isn't it a win-win situation for everyone?"
One-eyed Eagle said coolly: "Yes, if you can't beat me, I'll kill you. If you can't, I'll find a way to hook up and turn your enemy into a friend, and I'll be your thug. Sister Stinky, your head has not grown so big in vain, and you are becoming more and more calculating."
Sister Stinky said with saliva, "Everything is worth it. In fact, it is not only in terms of defense, but also in terms of technology. This space station is not originally inhabited. Now the load and artificial atmosphere issues are very urgent, and we lack technical experts. My people used all their strength to create such a broken network, but I didn't expect that your side would crack it as soon as I met. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a small mecha with such a large area of spiritual network. It is simply a hope sent by God... Hey, here it is."
He stopped under a tall building. The architectural style and smell of the tall building. The eldest sister herself also looked very jeweled. There was a sign on the front door with neon lights twined on it, like a nightclub, which read: "The Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force."
"Welcome to the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force." The smelly eldest sister stood on the enchanting door sign. He stepped down and opened his arms, "This is our underground kingdom."