Chapter 51

the Self-Defense Forces had no hierarchy and no management - these people all listened to the big sister. The big sister said, "Let's go, let some brothers fight." The younger brother just picked up the guy and followed him. It was freedom. A loose group of thugs.

　However, natural and untainted ambition can also grow in the mob. Even among the sheep, there will always be a sheep that stands out from the crowd, seizes the glimmer of light, and encourages everyone to follow him and run forward.

　At first, it was Saturday that he gathered a group of younger brothers and worked with Lu Bixing to build the energy system of the entire base. Now, it is still him who strikes while the iron is hot and forms a real self-defense force.

　Lu Bixing hurriedly went out to find Lin Jingheng. The return trip was delayed for a while due to lack of energy. In this short period of one week, Saturday took the lead in planning the establishment of the Self-Defense Force. He proposed his ideas to the students, and the four students split up. I helped him look up information from Lu Bixing's electronic library, and finally borrowed it from here and there to piece together a "Basic Self-Defense Force Management Rules."

　With the structure and prototype, it seems to be something like that.

　Of course, none of the above can impress General Lin. In Lin Jingheng's view, the so-called "Self-Defense Forces" are still no better than a housekeeper - ants working together can dig out eye-catching underground castles. Biologists marveled at how these little things could create such miracles, and wrote books and biographies, which occasionally moved people after reading them.

　But so what? After the "miracle" and the emotion, I still couldn't resist the heavy rain.

　"We train for six hours every day. First, we are familiar with the operation of the mecha and patrol at fixed points. I don't know what to do in the future, so I will listen to you." Saturday led his training team into the base together with Lu Bixing and the others, and followed him enthusiastically Next to Lu Bixing, he was describing his grand vision with all his teeth and claws. Maybe it was because he had just become the self-proclaimed self-defense captain and gained some confidence. Maybe he had heard too much gossip and lost some distance from Lin Jingheng. He was still bold enough to follow her. Lin Jingheng exchanged a sentence, "General Lin, was it the same in that... what fortress you were in before?"

　Lin Jingheng carried Zhan Lu and replied indifferently: "No, the Alliance Professional Space Force is not in the mission stage, and the daily training time is Ten hours is a unified requirement of the Military Commission."

　"Unified, unified regulation?" There are dishes on Saturday, "Does that mean you can put the water on your own?"

　"Probably," Lin Jingheng said lightly, "I think so too. They didn't waste enough water, otherwise they wouldn't be so vulnerable."

　Lu Bixing asked, "What about the Baiyin Ten Guards? Do they also follow the standard training plan?"

　"No, the Baiyin Ten Guards have six hours of sleep, three meals, housework and rest. Three hours, unless there are special circumstances, there is no other rest time." Lin Jingheng walked past him to the administration building without looking back, "After all, the pirates outside the territory have not had a rest for so many years."

　Lin Jingheng's words were actually to stop Saturday. The meaning of daydreams - Compared with the Alliance army, which has a good background, balanced nutrition, and received formal military education since childhood, the products produced in this unlucky base are all congenitally deficient bean sprouts. The Alliance army is still defeated, and their lives and deaths are unknown. These bean sprouts are actually trying to do whatever they want. With a few slogans and a few mouthfuls of chicken soup, he transformed from a coward into a hero.

　Isn't this a joke?

　However, because she did not want to attack Lu Bixing in person, Lin Jingheng expressed it more euphemistically. He was a rough man on Saturday and could not adapt to this Watteau-style beating around the bush. He subconsciously took out his personal terminal and poked at the calculator to calculate the training of the Silver Ten Guards. time.

　"Do you understand?" Lu Bixing bumped him with his shoulder.

　Saturday was a bit at a loss and said: "Maybe... he means we don't have enough training time?"

　Lu Bixing said something nonsense, misinterpreting Lin Jingheng's meaning 180 degrees: "General Lin means, if you can press the silver If the Ten Guards hold themselves to their own standards, he will help you train. Do you know the Silver Ten Guards?"

　Saturday shook his head.

　"The Ten Silver Guards are the true elite soldiers of the Alliance. Before they were disbanded, they were stationed in the Silver Fortress. The interstellar pirates did not dare to invade the eight galaxies. They have been fighting for more than ten years without losing a single victory. They are the protector/umbrella of the eight galaxies. What do you think? Like?"

　Saturday's eyes became brighter and brighter as he spoke.

　Lu Bixing patted him on the shoulder, like a cultist selling aphrodisiacs, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to become the new Silver Ten Guards?"

　Saturday's reason was shaky: "But...but we are just a bunch of losers. "Three."

　"There is no but." Lu Bixing's expression became stern and he said decisively, "Haven't you heard of the old proverb? 'Real men never look back to see explosions.' Move forward, don't look back, the alliance believes You are a Yakuza, are you a Yakuza? Watto has been beaten into a hornet's nest, how come your values ​​are still stuck in the old society?"

　After being deceived by him on Saturday, it was like a tube of chicken blood was directly pushed into the aorta and wound up. As if, he turned around and ran away, forgetting to even ask why the smelly elder sister didn't come back with General Lin.

　Lu Bixing took a few steady steps, his steps getting faster and faster, and he couldn't wait to run after Lin Jingheng.

　Lin Jingheng had just gotten rid of Principal Lu, whose ears were pierced by the demonic sound. As soon as she entered the administration building, she met the one-eyed eagle who was eyeing him.

　Regarding Lu Bixing's strange physical condition, Lin Jingheng was having doubts. When she saw the One-eyed Eagle, she quickly stopped him and said, "That's right, Brother Lu, I have something to ask you..."

　"I have nothing to tell you." The One-eyed Eagle was speaking. In anger, she pouted back without even hearing the words, "Lin, I only knew you were generally despicable and shameless, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable and shameless!"

　Lin Jingheng was very confused: "Why, I'm sleeping. Sleepwalking, are you stepping on your tail?"

　One-eyed Eagle said: "I will never give my son to you, you are dead!"

　Regarding Lu Bixing's life experience, the two of them have a tacit understanding, Lin Jingheng He didn't know what kind of rabies the old Persian cat had, and he didn't bother to tell him.

　He sneered and said, "Did you have the final say?" Hearing that the two enemies were on a narrow road: "Dad, he had a hard time going out, don't disturb his rest!"

　One-eyed eagle: "..."

　Lin Jingheng felt that her patience had reached the limit, and if she heard Lu Bixing say another word, her brain would be numb. He burst out and quickly ran away. Before escaping, he didn't forget to tell the one-eyed eagle: "You should take care of 'your son' first."

　This was a naked demonstration. The one-eyed eagle roared: "I will kill him." You!"

　Lin Jingheng snorted lightly, and they were already on the elevator. The two had a quarrel, which successfully deepened their misunderstanding. It sounded like that!

　Lu Bixing, who hurriedly came to mediate, looked up and saw Lin Jingheng running faster than Fei Tiandeng, and his own father opened his bloody mouth towards him. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly blew a kiss to the one-eyed eagle: "Dad "Long time no see, I miss you very much!"

　After that, he continued to miss you and ran away without waiting for the one-eyed eagle to reply.

　Lin Jingheng avoided the father and son as if he had passed five levels and defeated six generals. He went down to the basement, hung the dormant Zhanlu on the already repaired Chongsan, and let him restart on his own. Then he didn't have time to sit down and take a drink of water. Run to the underground prison.

　The smelly eldest sister Spencer has been living in the dark underground prison for a month. Apart from the robot that delivers food, there is not even a mouse in sight, and Liu Fufeng is getting weaker and weaker.

　When he first saw a living person, he fully demonstrated the heroic spirit of an interstellar smuggler - the smelly elder sister threw herself at Lin Jingheng's feet, hugged his thigh, and began to howl in tears: "Fourth brother! I know I was wrong. ...I have reflected on it for more than a month. I am not a thing. I am sorry for the One-eyed Eagle and my brothers. If it were not for me, old and young, in the base, I would have killed them with a thousand cuts. I...burp ."

　Lin Jingheng didn't want to fight with him, so she took out a gun and put it against his head.

　The smelly elder sister immediately let go and backed away, giving him a flattering smile, with snot flowing into her mouth along her gaping teeth.

　Lin Jingheng: "Speak in human terms."

　"Fourth brother," the smelly elder sister calmed down a little and whispered, "What kind of world is this? When people walk in the desert, they are reluctant to pee. I'm better than taking a dip. Peeing is useful... otherwise what do you think? I can kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize, but that doesn't work. You can go dig my family's ancestral grave. Our family has been on the underground waterway for several generations. That...my parents, uncles and so on are all here! As long as you relieve your anger, you can let me out. After I go out, I will never say anything nonsense, you will beat me to a lotus root!

　" He will be well-informed and rarely receive warm invitations to "dig up his ancestors' graves." Mr. Spencer probably does not have the word "shame" in his dictionary. The corners of his eyes twitched: "What's your use?"

　"I have an informant among pirates." Sister Stinky said seriously, "Really, I'm not going to lie to you, in my early years I picked up a birdman with a human head and a bird's body. Fei, he looks like a human when he puts on clothes. I saved him and he is now in the hands of interstellar pirates. It was he who sent me the news about the pirates' invasion of the eight galaxies."

　Lin Jingheng's heart skipped a beat, but there was no emotion on her face. He came out and said, "If you fart again, I will turn you into a lotus root right now."

　"Don't, don't! I'm not talking nonsense!" The smelly eldest sister turned pale and said, "Fourth brother, you have never seen a flying birdman, so don't Do you believe it? Let me tell you that in the early years, humanoid pets were very popular on the black market. The smugglers who had no descendants went around to get some disabled children, making them look like neither humans nor ghosts, and sold them to the mentally ill rich people. "It's not unusual at all to have a human head and a bird body, and there are also human-headed snakes..."

　Lin Jingheng interrupted him: "I know what humanoid pets are. Humanoid pets cannot survive at all. They are just bonsais in a nutrition box. Who are you fooling?" "

　The smelly eldest sister showed her bright front teeth at him: "Oh, fourth brother, you don't understand. Think about it, in these days, interstellar travel is just like playing, and a mere human body grafting technology, what does it mean? Really? There's nothing that can't be done, it's just that everyone doesn't do it."

　"The alliance doesn't do it because of ethical issues, illegality, etc. We don't do it either. It's just to make money - the faster we die, the faster we sell. Well, it's taken hundreds of years to make a living, so who are you going to sell all that stuff to? Besides, the maintenance of nutrition boxes and the special nutrition cream for humanoid pets, the income from this is no less than from selling pets, so it's just a fool who is ruining his job."

　Lin Jingheng sneered reservedly: "You still understand microeconomics."

　"You don't understand, you're talking nonsense. The truth is always the same." The smelly elder sister lowered her head, paused, and continued, "But then someone broke the rules of the game. , there is a fool, maybe a rich man who is obsessed with humanoid pets. He has nothing to do. He probably wants to stand out and spends a lot of money. I don't know how old he is. I just know. It's a sky-high price, so I found a group of people to use the human body grafting technology, called the "Nuwa Project."

　Lin Jingheng raised her eyebrows and said, "Nuwa? That's a big deal."

　The smelly elder sister quickly flattered her: "Who says it's not the case! But there is. Money can make all the difference. Although science and technology are advancing at a rapid pace, it is money that determines the direction in which science and technology will advance. This project finally succeeded. They created a batch of humanoid pets that can live normal lives and even retain human beings. " Birdman

　," Lin Jingheng asked in a strange way, "What's his name?"

　"Ah?" Sister Stinky didn't understand. "What's Birdman's name? Birdman...just, Just call it Birdman, a pet..."

　Lin Jingheng interrupted him: "Then what?"

　"I just said, they are breaking the rules. If you have the ability, you can take one more bite, but you can't ruin other people's jobs. Is this the truth? This matter - this Nuwa plan was later leaked, and lovers of humanoid pets were crazy about it. Others in the industry felt that they were the sworn enemies of people's jobs. Others were greedy for technology and wanted to fish in troubled waters. , it really feels like the whole world is chasing them... In the end, none of the people who implemented Nuwa's plan escaped. They were all silenced and the successful experimental samples were burned. Only the birdman happened to be lucky. OK, survived. Lin Jingheng

　asked sharply: "How did he survive by chance? How did the Nuwa plan leak?"

　This time, the smelly elder sister did not answer immediately, and her eyes averted slightly.

　Lin Jingheng's fingers touched the muzzle of the laser gun. The smelly elder sister visibly shrank and muttered: "That birdman turned out to be a disabled orphan that no one wanted. He also has several brothers and sisters. All of them have problems. Some of them have problems." The black workshop orphanage raised them for a while, but found that there was no profit and the money for medical treatment was not worth it, so they were sold to the laboratory. Except for this birdman, the others failed, and two died in the laboratory. The next two were completed, but they were both humanoid pets that could not leave the nutrition box. The laboratory packaged them and sold them on the black market outside the territory."

　Lin Jingheng immediately asked: "How do you know?"

　"Everyone in the underground channel depends on them. My supply depot, the Nuwa Project, and the Sky Mending Project cannot be hidden from me." Sister Xiu hesitated for a moment before saying, "I was a little curious and went to see it once. We have cooperated for so many years. It's hard for them to refuse..."

　"You found the birdman and communicated with him when no one was paying attention." Lin Jingheng said, "How did you communicate with him? You know a little lip reading, right? That birdman is "You took them away secretly."

　"I...I just drank too much and didn't think much about it at the time," the smelly eldest sister wiped her face hard, "He told me that his two surviving brothers and sisters were killed by an interstellar pirate. The big shot here bought it. He wanted to find his relatives and begged me to take him to the black market outside the territory. I saw that he valued love and righteousness, and he was so passionate..."

　"Fuck you, stop doing this with me. Lin Jingheng interrupted him harshly, "The tolls of the underground waterway are based on profits. Do you think I don't know? The humanoid pet business is your biggest source of income. You are the one who is most afraid of breaking the rules and killing people with borrowed knives, right?

　" The eldest sister looked a little ugly: "This... what you said is too much..."

　"You took Birdman to the extraterritorial black market and sold it to that interstellar pirate according to his wishes. Do you know who he is? "

　The smelly elder sister shook her head repeatedly: "It is taboo to inquire about other people's identities in the black market outside the territory, but there are not many people who are keen on buying humanoid pets, so..."

　"You take him to the black market exhibition and wait until Nuwa's plan is completely exposed. , all the experimental products were destroyed, and then he was sold to the pirates. He was sold for a good price using the guise of being the only survivor of the "Nuwa Project". The birdman was still grateful to you. There are so many profiteers in the world, Spencer. Sir, you are the best in this, no wonder you live a long time." Lin Jingheng hit Sister Stinky on the head with the muzzle of the laser gun, "What happened next?"

　Sister Stinky said, "Later, later...then there were nearly three people." It's been ten years, I haven't seen him. When I sold him, I told people that this thing is smart and sensible, unique, and he was cultivated in a laboratory, familiar with nutrition box technology, and familiar with humanoid pets. Nutritional ointment formula, if you buy one, he will make a huge profit. In the future, you will no longer have to spend money to find someone secretly to take care of the exotic pets at home..."

　Lin Jingheng pinched her knuckles one by one - Yuan Yiren raised a humanoid animal behind someone's back, and it was not convenient to hire people to do after-sales service in a big way. He had done many experiments in private, and they probably all ended in failure. Well, the bird boy is his exotic pet breeder, no wonder he can come and go freely.

　"It's not easy for an ordinary pet to live for two or three years, no matter how carefully he takes care of it. His relatives were probably all killed by him at that time," Sister Stinky said in a low voice, "I didn't expect him to be a pirate. With such a long life, I took someone to exchange goods in the black market outside the territory that day and met him in an auction house... He couldn't speak, couldn't read, and didn't understand sign language. The pirate probably thought he was just taking a bird out with him. Well, I didn't expect him to actually know me. When I passed by, he stepped on my foot deliberately, squatted down to clean my shoes, and took the opportunity to tell me through lip language that the pirates would attack the eighth galaxy in two months."

　Lin Jingheng asked: "When did the Nuwa Project happen?"

　"It should have been more than thirty years ago," Sister Stinky tried to think back for a moment, "I don't know exactly when it started, um... but when I found out Their experiment has been successful, it should have been... twenty-eight years ago."

　Lin Jingheng: "Who is the funder?"

　"I really don't know," Sister Stinky said, "This matter... well, it is. I brought it out, but it became uncontrollable after that. I didn't dare to interfere anymore, and I was so clean in the end that I suspected that the mysterious investor was also responsible."

　Lin Jingheng was silent for a moment.

　The smelly elder sister looked at his face and took the opportunity to say: "I am kind to that birdman. Those pirates don't know. He can be my little informant. Let me out. I have a way to contact..."

　Lin Jingheng used a very strange expression . She looked at him with eyes, turned around and walked away, blocking the shouts of the smelly eldest sister in the private cell.

　Among the stars, the soil for shamelessness, filth, obscenity, and cowardice is so vast that even if a strange plant grows occasionally, it may not end well.

　This is the Great New Star Era.

　Lin Jingheng connected to Zhan Lu's restarted spiritual network: "How about Chongsan?"

　"The adaptability is good," Zhan Lu replied, "The energy is very sufficient."

　"That's good." Lin Jingheng covered the entire base through the spiritual network, "Within twenty-four hours, I will drive out the survey map and prepare to establish remote communication. If the source is gone and will never come back, Ares Feng will definitely react."

　Zhan Lu: "Yes, sir."

　Lin Jingheng sat in the elevator . Going straight to the guest room in the administrative building, I heard the self-defense forces blowing the whistle and gathering to start organizing physical training.

　Not knowing that they have two months left...maybe not even two months left.