Chapter 36

Lin Jingheng was following Zhan Lu's mental network, carefully scanning the damaged parts of Chong San.

　He needs to sort out the fault and its causes bit by bit until it is clear enough before he can prepare a repair plan. For Lin Jingheng, solving mecha malfunctions is not technically difficult, it is just a delicate job - like untangling a small ball of thread that is tangled together.

　However, if the solution to sudden mecha malfunctions is to untie one or two small balls of thread, then the degree of damage like Chongsan may be equivalent to throwing more than a hundred cats into a woolen warehouse, and the remodeling and renovation project is to After the cat disaster passes, manually straighten out all the yarn and return it to its place.

　It doesn't require any advanced skills, just a patience that can forgive the whole world.

　Although Lin Jingheng is not an impetuous person, the patience of a wild wolf hunting deer in the ice and snow is obviously not the same organ as the patience of untying a ball of yarn. He originally wanted to "let the students have close contact with the internal structure of the heavy mecha" as an excuse, so he deceived and pushed the maintenance of the heavy three to Lu Bixing.

　Unexpectedly, he gave in and searched the base, but couldn't find a second mechanic who was reliable and easy to fool, so he had to go into battle in person.

　"Sir, do you need to rest?" Zhan Lu, who was connected to his consciousness through the mental network, suddenly said, "I noticed that the blood flow rate in the prefrontal lobe above your left eye is accelerating. You seem to be restraining your bad emotions."

　Lin Jingheng said I was so annoyed by the "ball of wool" project that I was going to explode, but it was inconvenient to explode because of this nonsense, so I restrained myself and withdrew from the mental network, left Chongsan without saying a word, and went to the elevator room to smoke.

　Zhan Lu dutifully served him as a human ashtray. Lin Jingheng was silent for most of the cigarette before she said, "You tell me, you, one of the most cutting-edge technologies in the alliance, why can't you run naked?"

　Zhan Lu He solemnly explained his function: "Sir, strictly speaking, without the body, I just can't realize some functions as a mecha, but the function of artificial intelligence is not affected, and the energy consumption is also very low. After hearing this

　, Lin Jingheng put the cigarette butt into her mouth worriedly, wishing that Zhan Lu was a taciturn artificially retarded person.

　"For example, intruding into the surveillance system within a certain range will help you pay attention to the external situation in real time." Zhan Lu seemed to show that he had more than just a "chat" function. Countless shadows quickly flashed through his green irises, accurately passing through the machine. The surveillance camera at Stop A saw the real scene. He observed it for a moment and reported, "Mr. Spencer's Self-Defense Forces mutinied."

　"Mutiny?" Lin Jingheng raised her head inexplicably, "I put Spencer in the dungeon. Did the news leak out so quickly?"

　Zhan Lu: "Wait a moment, lip reading is being analyzed..."

　Lin Jingheng flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand. After a little surprise, he didn't take it seriously and just listened to it to relieve his boredom - the base was with him In the eyes, it is like a farm of picked-up broilers. The broilers are flapping their wings and chirping. If there is a big fuss, they will have to slaughter a batch. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is not a loss.

　He shook his head: "These people are quite loyal."

　"No," Zhanlu finished his analysis and replied, "The reason for the mutiny was the Self-Defense Forces' personal anger against Mr. Spencer. Now they think that Mr. Spencer is pretending to be dead. , I want to ask him for an explanation."

　"It's internal strife," Lin Jingheng said, sounding a little surprised, "Why? Because he led the wolf into the house?"

　Zhan Lu: "Because he didn't surrender in time."

　Lin Jingheng: "..."

　The mecha was dragged back . It was piled up in a mess, and the mutinous self-defense team members were crowded in a small square. Some were standing and shouting slogans, while others were rolling on the ground unable to get up.

　Lu Bixing spent the night before in the robot's workshop. The workshop was less than twenty meters away from the small square, allowing him to hear everyone's chattering clearly.

　"Not long after I left the atmosphere, I almost hit the energy tower and almost turned into a roast suckling pig!"

　"Do you know how scary it is to fly into the sky with a mecha? There is nothing around, and I can't see my fingers. Sister, stinky sister, you can't help us. What do you think? Are they the elites in the Garden of Eden who even have the right brains? "

　"Just stop fucking with me. How many people are afraid of heights? How many people are afraid of the dark? How many people are claustrophobic? Ah? You are so Awesome, the sky is going up, why don't you give us a brain cure first?"

　"When someone comes, you shoot first without seeing who it is. Who do you think you are? The Silver Ten Guards? I almost confessed to you because of you?

　"How dare you fight the one-eyed eagle? You wet the bed when he was selling mechas!" "

　If you have the ability, you can fight it yourself! Why are you pretending to be an onion and a big clove of garlic!"

　"Yes, if you have the ability, you can also fight the mecha yourself!"

　"Stinky sister! Don't pretend to be dead!"

　"Get out!"

　These people were put down outside the atmosphere of the base by Lin Jingheng. They had just come back to life with their mechas dragging them back. They were deprived of their mental network permissions in the black hole of the universe and were floating in the air. Being in a vacuum without anyone is no joke. Without strong physical and mental qualities, fear alone can drive people crazy.

　The residents of the base came early in the morning, originally planning to come to work for the pornographic film. After watching the cause and effect, they couldn't help but feel sad. They also felt that the smelly sister was not a thing. Soon, more and more people joined the revolution. The team finally blocked the door of the workroom, pushing and yelling, and making a mess.

　Things were starting to get a little out of control.

　At this time, someone knocked on the small window on the side of the workroom. Lu Bixing looked up and saw the Self-Defense Force Saturday poking his head in: "Open the window, I have something in my hand!"

　Saturday's face looked like that of a minor, and his skills were But he looked a bit like a soldier. He carried a heavy lunch box in his hand, climbed to the second floor with one hand, and jumped in through the window with one arm. "The breakfast in Fat Sister's shop also has soup. I was afraid of spilling all the way, I was exhausted."

　Lu Bixing was feeling hungry, and he suddenly felt that this kid on Saturday was extremely ungrateful, so he quickly picked it up: "How did you know I was here?"

　"Your student said so." Zhou Liu said, "The homework you assigned doesn't count. I want to ask you. I saw that there were people making trouble here, so I didn't let them come over. Don't look at these people. They are just a mob. They will do anything if they are really anxious." It turns out that they are not familiar with the base, and there are girls. It is too dangerous. "

　Don't worry about the energy reform plan at this time. Lu Bixing drank half of the soup. When he heard that the students were coming, he quickly threw away the soup bowl. On the side, he used the base's intranet to summon White, instructing them to return to the Self-Defense Forces Administration Building, follow One-Eyed Eagle or General Lin, and not come out.

　"Why did it happen like this?"

　Saturday shrugged: "There was a conflict at the beginning. They were all opposed to Sister Stinky buying a lot of mechas and weapons."

　Lu Bixing: "Why?"

　"Because it's expensive. About a month or two before Prince Gloria entered the country, we received the news - about the underground waterways, you know. On the surface, they don't go outside the territory. In fact, many people still do it for money. Go overseas to do black market business. When an earthquake strikes, the rats in the sewers are often the first to get the news." Saturday lowered his head, lit a cigarette skillfully, and leaned against the window, looking a little bored. He had a baby face and lips. The ring on his head seemed to be still fluffy, and he looked like a minor, but now he looked inexplicably a bit mature, making people think that he might not be as young as he looked. "At that time, people in the underground channel were panicked, and everyone thought The business was stopped, and the collective decision was made that we should know this secretly, and we must not let it out. Whoever leaks it will die. At that time, the smelly elder sister said that we must buy a batch of mechas for self-defense. Many people were against it, and the price of a mecha was OK. How many people can we stock up on? But this waterway and this base belong to the Spencer family. He is the boss and he has his own way. There is nothing we can do about it.

　" You only gave less than 30% of the deposit. Spencer is so knowledgeable in deception and abduction, why do you have to worry about money with him?"

　Saturday was silent for a while, flicking the cigarette ashes on the window sill: "Indeed. In addition to being too expensive, the main reason is that they are afraid of causing trouble. You can see what kind of people these are. They have been rats for a long time and have forgotten that they are human beings. They think that they just need to tuck their tails and hide. You can just survive at the base. If you get a bunch of mechas and armaments so blatantly, what if you are discovered by the interstellar pirates and the alliance and mistakenly thought to be militants?"

　Lu Bixing looked at him: "You don't think so. "I don't .

　" Saturday lowered his voice and glanced at the angry crowd, "I don't think there is any benefit in being in panic all day long and resigned to fate. Rather than hiding in the gutter shivering, I would rather drive. The mecha goes to the sky to fight. Even if I die, I will die on my own. I don't blame my life."

　Before he finished speaking, he heard someone from the self-defense team members making trouble downstairs shouting: "There's no point in shouting here. Let's go to the self-defense force building and drag the stinky sister away." Come out!" "

　Go to the Self-Defense Forces Building!"

　"Fuck him!"

　Lu Bixing took a step forward and opened the window: "Oops."

　"Are your students also in the administration building?" Saturday quickly put out his cigarette. He said quickly, "Can you climb over the wall? I will take you to find them on a small road."

　Lu Bixing shook his head with a serious face. He was not worried about the safety of the students, but was afraid that this group of rabble would cause trouble to Lin Jingheng without knowing the seriousness of it. In front of me, once the general was angered, he would blow all these people into minced meat.

　The entire base is divided into a mecha docking area and a civilian area, and the administrative building is on the dividing line between the two, very close to the mecha docking station. From here, the angry parade can reach the administrative building in fifteen minutes at most. Floor, Lu Bixing couldn't imagine Lin's face when they blocked the door and yelled.

　According to Lu Bixing's own analysis, Lin reluctantly agreed to give him three months yesterday, which was already the result of betraying his lust. So what should we do now?

　Is it possible to sell your body?

　Although the situation was extremely urgent, Lu Shengren, who was about to risk his life to save others, still thought about it for a second. Fortunately, he still had a clear idea of ​​the priorities. After realizing it, he quickly regained his consciousness and cleared the air with all his strength. He sighed and opened his personal terminal.

　A three-dimensional base map was immediately laid out in the workshop. Lu Bixing quickly intervened in road network monitoring. Dozens of surveillance images floated above the two of them at the same time.

　Saturday recognized the route of the mutinous Self-Defense Forces at a glance: "They are almost at the north entrance of the stop. There is a roadblock there!"

　After finishing his words, Lu Bixing touched the roadblock controller, and a "rumbling" sound immediately sounded in the distance. Monitoring In the middle, an iron fence dozens of meters high rose out of thin air, blocking the angry crowd back.

　Saturday gave a high-five: "Awesome!"

　Lu Bixing was just about to show his modesty in a graceful manner. Before the smile could form on his face, he saw the mutinous Self-Defense Forces gathered behind the railway barrier and spontaneously formed a humanoid body to hit the wood. Some shouted slogans and the crowd moved. Standing together shoulder to shoulder, they hit the barricades with rage and discipline.

　They were like a piece of loose sand on the interstellar battlefield, but they showed a high degree of organizational discipline when they hit the door of their own home, as if they were a well-trained team!

　What's even worse is that the railway barrier may not have been maintained for hundreds of years. The anti-rust isolation layer is completely mottled. The rust has corroded many bearings. It is a piece of goods that is of no use and has been bumped several times by the crowd. , unexpectedly teetering on the edge of collapse.

　At this time, Lin Jingheng walked out of Chongsan's storage room. He could already hear their shouts of "one, two," "one, two," banging on the door. Four students ran upstairs in a panic: "General Lin, they..."

　Lin Jingheng patted White on the shoulder and ordered, "Go back to the room."

　White thought of his cold and heartless "three months" agreement and shuddered.

　The one-eyed eagle came down from the guest room upstairs: "What's going on?"

　Lin Jingheng didn't answer. He connected to Zhan Lu's mental network. The huge mental network covered the entire base. The next moment, the mecha docking station was haunted. The swaying mechas slowly stood up one after another, lighting up with a cold green light. The outermost row of mechas quietly raised their particle cannons and aimed them neatly at the crowd who were hitting the door.

　"You should teach him how to make trade-offs, instead of trying to find a best-of-both-worlds solution for everything." Lin Jingheng glanced at the one-eyed eagle from the corner of her eye, and uttered a few words almost inaudibly with her thin lips, "Trash is garbage. "Garbage."

　The preheating of the particle cannon caused the fragile energy system of the base to issue a high-energy early warning. Lu Bixing's pupils shrank suddenly. The next moment, the railway barrier collapsed. The self-defense team members who knew nothing about their back seemed to have achieved a great victory. , screaming like a carnival.

　Lin Jingheng gave the particle cannon firing order expressionlessly.

　The ignited air heated up rapidly. At first, a few blood-red flowers seemed to explode out of thin air. Soon they turned from red to white, and rolled towards the troubled crowd like the sunrise.

　At the same time, Lu Bixing's fingers almost turned into an afterimage. At the critical moment, he mobilized the base's vulnerable defense network, grabbed it hard, and condensed the defense network covering the entire base to a small point, which was almost formed. A wall was erected between the Self-Defense Forces and the particle cannon.

　The particle cannon hit the protective net head-on, and the protective net fell apart. The entire mecha docking station was trembling. The rustling walls of the robot workshop fell to the ground. The mechas with the particle cannon in front collectively took half a step back. Those who were close were knocked to pieces. At the same time, the energy of the particle cannon rapidly attenuated in the protective net and the remaining waves, and most of it was quickly eliminated. A breeze passed over the Self-Defense Forces and roared into the deep alleys of residential buildings. go.

　Lu Bixing knew that Lin must know that he was the one who did it, but he would not necessarily give him face.

　For Lin Jingheng, it was easy to activate the second row of particle cannons, but there was no second protective net in this broken base for Lu Bixing to block.

　Saturday saw him hesitate for less than half a second and suddenly summoned several robots.

　"That's a robot from the medical team," Saturday asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

　"Implant a prop." Lu Bixing took out a small sterile bag with a small biochip quietly soaked in it. The sterile bag was put into the hands of the medical robot, and the "implantation" program was quickly set up. Several medical robots formed a circle around him, and several thin lines were drawn in the air, separating a temporary operating room. Immediately, the disinfectant spray suddenly rose up, covering Lu Bixing. He had no time to use anesthesia, and the biochip could not help but Entering his body, the severe pain made his knees weak.

　The next moment, the familiar sense of power spread along his central nervous system to his whole body, and his knees dug a hole into the ground.

　Before Lu Bixing could stand up in time, he had already maximized the "camouflage" and "invisibility" functions of the biochip -

　everyone in the Self-Defense Forces felt a soft "buzz" in their heads, and then, the houses and streets on one side were suddenly illuminated by white light. Disappeared, and the crooked mechas in the mecha docking station behind them transformed collectively. The logo of the interstellar pirate Prince Gloria's Guards was prominently in front. The oval-shaped heavy mecha seemed to be from the end of the world, displayed in front, with the muzzle pointed at them. , the ferocious pirate logo seems to be roaring.

　Lu Bixing gritted his teeth and stood up, turning on the multimedia in the base. The screen opened silently, and the high-definition video of Prince Gloria's guards bombing Beijing's β star was played on a high-definition picture that was fake and real. Lu Bixing adjusted the screen to the maximum, and countless light and heavy mechas were showered with meteors. It seemed to move across the sky above the base, easily blocking the light of the energy tower. Half a minute after stopping, the missiles rained down like a tsunami!