Chapter 54

Lu Bixing - Because he was engaging in psychological activities that were not suitable for children, when he said this sentence, he deliberately suppressed the corners of his mouth that were not smiling but also slightly raised. Unfortunately, he did not have time to disguise himself in full, and his eyes were too smart, which can be called a sly look. He spoke a little too fast, and looked like a big-tailed wolf that had stifled a prank.

　Lin Jingheng's steps were cautious.

　Lu Bixing asked innocently, "What?"

　Lin Jingheng shook his head, eyebrows knitted together habitually, and followed him to the workroom without saying a word. He suspected that he had been idle during this period, paying too much attention to Lu Bixing, and also I always over-interpret and have the illusion that there is some profound meaning in his words and actions.

　Fortunately, Lu Bixing quickly changed his expression and tone to a serious mode.

　"I plan to conduct space testing instead. Within the scope of the internal network," Lu Bixing led Lin Jingheng to the workroom. He first briefly introduced the anti-tracking system, and then talked eloquently, "Look, the coverage area of ​​the base's internal network is four On a sailing day, this range is enough for small mechas to practice flying in it."

　Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows expressionlessly.

　"My idea is to divide the Self-Defense Force into several groups and conduct physical mecha exercises. Each mecha participating in the exercise will open the communication terminal and send signals of specific frequencies to simulate long-distance communications. They can use the anti-tracking system to hide themselves. You can also find ways to crack the anti-tracking system and find your opponent. It can be used to test the anti-tracking system in actual combat and train troops."

　Lu Bixing has a gentle temper and is quite adaptable, but in his heart he is very flexible. There is a steady flow of stubbornness, and even to this point, he still refuses to give up, and he still treats the people in the base as "soldiers."

　After hearing this, Lin Jingheng nodded helplessly: "Well, what a good idea, organize a group of orangutans to play hide-and-seek in space."

　Lu Bixing stopped and stood a few meters away, looking back at Lin Jingheng under the soft incandescent light of the workroom: " Lin, I actually asked you this question once... You found the pirate team approaching near the channel. Why did you risk your own life to lure them away? You returned to the sea at that time, and the surveying map was mostly completed. Sister Stinky fled to the channels and supplies outside the territory. It's all in your hands, why don't you just give up this base? "Do you really think these people are just a group of orangutans?"

　"No, it's just a metaphor," Lin Jingheng said without blinking, "I didn't mean to insult the orangutans."

　Lu Bixingding Look at him steadily.

　"Besides, why should I give up this base?" Lin Jingheng calmly opened her long legs, passed him, and walked out of the workshop, "Only interstellar pirates have always avoided me, and there is no reason for me to make room for them." Stranger - what kind of onion is he?"

　Lu Bixing sighed. It was the first time he had seen such a hard mouth. He wondered if the touch was the same... Lu Bixing imagined a porcelain with a thin body and thick glaze, and gently He pursed his lips, as if his front teeth had been frozen.

　Lin Jingheng's voice came from the stairwell not far away: "Your so-called 'Self-Defense Forces' can only drive mechas along fixed tracks now. Don't talk nonsense about exercises. Do you have a backup plan?"

　Lu Bixing He chased after him and said, "There will be a way."

　"It's a pile of loose sand. What else can you do?"

　"There's a way to blend the mud, and there's a way to gather the sand." Lu Bixing said seriously, "Although I am not "It's so reliable, but you haven't had any mistakes at critical moments, right? How about you trust me again?" As

　soon as he finished speaking, Mint connected to his personal terminal: "Teacher, there are several people from the Self-Defense Forces looking for you."

　Lu Bixing responded. He said "wait a moment", his eyes still chasing Lin Jingheng.

　Lin Jingheng didn't know how the old Persian cat raised this kid into a wonderful plant that could save all living beings. In his opinion, Lu Bixing was sometimes unreasonably naive. But he just couldn't stand the thought of Lu Bixing working so hard and running into walls everywhere - it would be fine if he ran into walls elsewhere, but when it came to him, as long as it didn't affect the overall situation, Lin Jingheng wouldn't be willing to give him a look.

　After a stalemate for half a minute, Lin Jingheng waved to him impatiently: "Whatever."

　Lu Bixing smiled with his eyes bent, and his voice was slightly lowered: "General, I found that from the day I met you, basically what I said to you I agree, why are you so nice to me?"

　There was no answer to this question, so Lin Jingheng decided to be mute for a while, put his pockets in his pockets, and walked forward without saying a word.

　Lu Bixing sighed and found that he actually felt that his indifferent behavior was also very tasteful, so he made a tick in his mind - he verified an ancient conclusion, that the hormones related to love will inhibit the brain's function. Negative emotions make people blindly feel that the other person's flaws are equally lovely.

　Lu Bixing asked with a smile: "Do you want me to commit myself to you?"

　Lin Jingheng calmly replied: "Get lost."

　Lu Bixing left with satisfaction.

　On this day, the main control room of the mecha station was very busy. All the small groups who were dissatisfied with Saturday sent people to visit Lu Bixing. Some asked him for knowledge on mechas, some came to complain about Saturday and test his tone. They are familiar with each other because of their relationship.

　The usual scheduled air patrols at fixed points were also disrupted, because these small groups worked independently and did not consult with anyone.

　In the morning, within ten minutes, three waves of patrols came to the sky. The orbit of the mecha station almost caused them to burn due to friction. However, in the afternoon and evening, no one left, and there was only a lonely artificial sun in the sky.

　Later, except for Saturday and his loyal brothers who still insisted on their schedule, the remaining monsters and monsters came out to cause trouble. In such a small base where farts can hit your heels, various organizations have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Within a few days, more than a dozen small armed groups have appeared.

　"Space Sabretooth Tiger", "The Strongest Legion in the Universe" and other names that make people blush when they are pronounced, have been registered at the mecha station a dozen times. The atmosphere is full of smoke and demons are dancing wildly.

　Lin Jingheng, out of sight and out of mind, went to work with Zhan Lu, who was no longer afraid of running out of power. He jumped back and forth between the base and the two supply depots every day, counting supplies and making final preparations for a war that might break out at any time.

　It's okay for the "Saber-toothed Tigers" to cause trouble on their own. Residents in key bases use recycled energy - simply put, they rely on mecha exhaust to generate electricity.

　Originally, everyone was organized and disciplined to launch mechas at fixed times and at fixed points, and the circulating energy was just enough. But now they are messing around, causing traffic jams in the sky and power outages on the ground.

　The more than 10 million residents of the base, who have been accustomed to 24-hour power supply and watching movies every day, have gone from luxury to frugality. After enduring it for a day, they sent some of the most respected members of the "Two Hundred and Five Elders" , come to the mecha station to reason.

　The small armed groups are busy fighting for power, making whatever changes they want in their dreams, and do not want to reason with these old immortals. Their attitude is rude and arrogant, and the entire base is full of resentment.

　There are thousands of types of energy. When Lu Bixing was transforming the civilian power supply, he chose this design. I wonder if he had anticipated the current situation and deliberately suppressed the bad news.

　In short, whoever dares to abuse the base's mecha weapons and disrupt the power supply system will be alienated from the people.

　When the people's little movie was once again interrupted midway by a blackout, the angry people rioted.

　They poured out from the anthill-like streets and buildings with great momentum, surrounding the mecha station. Whether it was a "saber-toothed tiger", a "T-Rex", or "the most awesome guy in the universe", as long as they dared to land, they would all Catch him and beat him up.

　By the time Lu Bixing belatedly came over to mediate, the saber-toothed tiger had almost been beaten into a gap-toothed cat.

　"Don't argue, don't argue." Lu Bixing pulled back the old movie lady who was rushing forward with a mop, "Madam, calm down! Restraint! Be elegant! Pay attention to your blood pressure, and speak up if you have anything to say."

　The old movie lady was dragged by him and said He poked the mop on the ground and shouted angrily: "I don't care if you are a self-defense force or a suicide squad, you have to come at the agreed time. Whoever goes up to heaven illegally will not have to come down!"

　Lu Bixing said politely. He turned aside and turned to the disgraced armed groups: "Yes, there must be order. Without order, where can civilization come from?"

　But who obeys order?

　Many armed groups refused to obey anyone and started arguing, once again irritating the angry crowd.

　"With these mechas and people in the base, who do you listen to? Do you count them?"

　"I don't care who you listen to. Anyway, you can't disturb me watching a movie."

　"Either you send someone to fight or fight. It doesn't matter who wins."

　"You're right, fight!"

　Seeing the boss of "Sabertooth Tiger" and "Tyrannosaurus Rex" being pushed to their knees, their heads touching each other. Seeing that he was about to be forced to marry, Lu Bixing finally spoke slowly: "I have a fair way."

　On the evening of the third day, Lin Jingheng finished counting the spare mechas and weapons in the supply station, and stuffed them all in one piece. After three days of heavy duty, we returned home with a full load. As soon as we returned, we saw that the base looked like a sports meeting.

　The anti-tracking system has been adjusted to the minimum coverage area. It should be testing the basic functions at this time. Outside the atmosphere, many mechas are equipped with virtual missiles and are running around like a bunch of crazy rabbits, unskilledly using the mirror channel of the anti-tracking system. Going in and out, it's dazzling to see.

　Zhan Lu said: "Sir, there seems to be an interesting exercise going on here."

　Lin Jingheng said lukewarmly: "You are wrong, they should be holding a "Special Games for Dementia People.""

　Zhan Lu was silent After two seconds: "Hahaha."

　"Who is kidding you? Did you laugh?" Lin Jingheng lowered his face moodily, "Analyze the anti-tracking system and stay away from them to avoid bumping into them later."

　Since the anti-tracking system only turned on some basic functions, it was easy to be covered by Zhanlu's mental network. Zhong San took a detour to the other side of the base and landed back to the mecha station with great fanfare. It's a pity that no one cares about heavy armor now. The whole process of the exercise is being broadcast live on the base's large multimedia screen. Everyone is watching in the square, and the streets are empty.

　Lin Jingheng heard Lu Bixing's explanation from afar: "T-Rex Unit 4 needs to pay attention to saving firepower. Although it is only a virtual missile, for the purpose of simulation, the number of launches of each mecha is limited. If Unit 4 does this again, If you spray randomly, I'm afraid you will have to be chased... The "Self-Defense Forces" Unit 1 and the "Thunderbolt King" Unit 3 collided together, but don't worry, the mechas participating in the exercise have their protective shields turned on at the highest setting. , and the mechas have limited speeds, so there will be no damage if they collide with each other... Huh, the Self-Defense Force's No. 1 machine is Saturday, I guess. When they passed each other, he took the opportunity to snatch the opponent's mental network. The operation was very beautiful... etc. , we saw that the last mecha of "Supreme King Kong" was also shot down by the mark. This should be the first team to be wiped out today, but the score was quite high... Ah, the mecha is out of control, maybe The pilot fainted - Jingshu, please provide support from the sidelines!"

　Lu Bixing was on a mecha, controlling the anti-tracking system while the referee was explaining.

　Less complex situations such as the driver being disconnected were handed over to four students. They were responsible for dragging the unmanned mecha out of the training ground after the driver lost consciousness. The students were not familiar with the operation and were unable to do so. , more nervous than those seriously participating in the exercise.

　In the corner of the multimedia screen, the scores of each team are constantly changing. The rules are quite complicated. The team with the lowest score is marked in red. Lu Bixing has to read the team marked in red every three minutes as a warning: "I am number one in the world." "The team's current score is at the bottom, but don't be discouraged, brothers, you still have room for improvement. After all, all the "Supreme King Kong" have been killed. Also, I would like to ask everyone to note that after today's exercise, the team in the last place will no longer be legal. Armed, all members are not allowed to form new groups. You must either leave the mecha station or join someone else's team as a junior."

　Lin Jingheng leaned on the Chongsan machine, lit a cigarette, and watched the farce from a distance. I probably understood Lu Bixing's thinking - it was definitely too late to force these people together and forcefully instill the concept of honor and disgrace. The bad guys were not developed in a day, and it was not easy to become an elite. Since the base is already in disarray, it is better to stir up the water, take advantage of the situation, encourage them to fight on their own, and work hard to improve their combat effectiveness. If they are properly guided and supervised in place, internal fighting is not necessarily a waste.

　Compared with a pool of stagnant water, constant turmoil is a good thing.

　After all, Lu Bixing's goal was just to let them survive the war, and he had no intention of letting them save the world.

　At this time, footsteps sounded around him, and a hand reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket unceremoniously: "Have you equipped Chongsan's firepower? How about comparing it to Yuan Yiren's?"

　Lin Jingheng As soon as he heard it, he knew that Lu Bixing was talkative behind his back. He told One-Eyed Eagle about intercepting and killing Yuan Yiren on his way back to the sea. He blew out a puff of white smoke and couldn't laugh or cry. Lu Bixing seemed to think that saying a few nice words about him would help. Let the old Persian cat live in peace with you.

　"It's a little worse than the one from Yuan Yiren," Lin Jingheng said. "After all, Chongsan has been eliminated for too many years, so there is a gap in hardware. But now that the core of the mecha is Zhanlu, it should be able to make up for it."

　One-eyed Eagle snorted coldly. He said, "Heavy armor is here, aren't you afraid that your plan won't keep up with the changes? What if your lost bastards have fallen into the interstellar pirate lair and the whole army is annihilated?"

　"The probability is very small, it really comes to that. This situation is probably a fate that cannot be resisted." Lin Jingheng flicked the cigarette ashes and said, "The loyalty of the Silver Ten Guards is not to the alliance, but to me."

　One-eyed Eagle frowned: "What do you mean?"

　"It means, not mine. Order, even if the Alliance Parliament building is reduced to rubbish in front of them, and everyone's heads on the Military Commission fall off and hang on the wall, the Silver Ten Guards will not be dispatched, but as long as they don't go around doing "chivalry". "It's not difficult to stay in hibernation to save your life."

　One-eyed Eagle was shocked: "In other words, you secretly gathered a group of private soldiers in the Silver Fortress, the throat of the first galaxy?"

　"It doesn't count as a secret attack, right?" Lin Jingheng He said calmly, "I have used money to do things over the years. I have received allocations from the alliance, and I have never failed to work for the alliance. I don't owe the alliance anything."

　The one-eyed eagle looked at him with complicated eyes and said nothing for a while.

　When he first knew Lin Jingheng, General Lin was still a little kid. Lu Xin secretly took a picture of the boy's sleeping face, showing off his snatched "son" to the world. It is said that the Lin family had a pair of minors left at that time. The twins, the elder brother was taken away by the Military Commission and given to Lu Xin to raise, while the younger sister was adopted by the Eden Management Committee. What happened to the Lin family is one of the secrets of the alliance. No one knows, but they all know it. In the photo The boy will probably not have an easy life.

　Lu Xin often shows off his children remotely. In One-Eyed Eagle's impression, Lin Jingheng has always been a young boy who likes to be quiet. He is the son of a powerful person in the first galaxy. He usually looks like that. He is as delicate as his hair, and he has learned to act young and mature at a very young age. He acted like an adult, was polite and beat around the bush...until the alliance changed.

　The One-Eyed Eagle once cynically believed that nothing good could grow in Watto's soil. He was a dog-like person who was hypocritical and pretentious.

　Until he really came into contact with Lin Jingheng.

　"I can't understand you," the one-eyed eagle said, "Why, could it be that you wanted to rebel back then?"

　The multimedia in the distance showed that in just a short time, the "Tyrannosaurus" and other three teams were also wiped out. Lin Jingheng Hearing the word "rebellion", he glanced sharply at the one-eyed eagle without denying it.

　One-Eyed Eagle didn't know where he had amassed his private soldiers, but the Alliance's troops were all in the first galaxy, and almost all of the maneuvering rights were in the Silver Fortress. If any pirates invaded the Alliance, and the Silver Fortress took the opportunity to rebel, the Alliance would have been wiped out long ago. Not even the peace of the past few decades.

　One-eyed Eagle: "Then why did you..."

　"Why didn't you take action?" Lin Jingheng glanced at him and didn't want to pay attention to him, but she still answered in a strange way, "The Silver Ten Guards turned against the enemy, and the pirates must have taken advantage of it. Lu Xin Those old troops who already harbored grudges would come out to cause chaos, and that would no longer be a small-scale war. "

　Lu Xinquan knew better and had to get angry.

　Strangely, the one-eyed eagle understood what he meant.

　Lin Jingheng paused and laughed at herself: "But the current situation is not much better, so I'm just being smart."