Lu Bixing didn't expect that the legendary Silver Ten Guards would be painted in this style. First, he and Tulan stared blankly for a moment, then realized that he was a big girl in front of him, waved his hands and said it several times. "Not good", his face turned a little red.
Turan also didn't expect that the "teacher" mentioned by the gangsters at the base actually had a bookish temperament and had the function of "blushing". He thought it was quite novel. He even reached out and poked Lu Bixing in the face, suspecting that Teacher Lu was pretending. What a black-tech color-changing device.
"Those who are thin-skinned have no future, brother," Turan punched him on the shoulder roughly, speaking emphatically, "Yevgenia is so shameless, she didn't even get a hair on our general's head. You have to learn a lesson." !"
Lu Bixing punched her hard, swayed left and right for a moment, and lowered his head.
"I've dealt with a few sluts, all of this type," Turan licked his lips enthusiastically, "From how to flirt to how to grasp the rhythm, the routines are very familiar, and you can learn them. Let me tell you, Mensao is very delicious, and the best mensao like our boss cannot be missed when passing by. You have to hurry up."
"Okay." Lu Bixing scratched his hair, took out the electronic note from his personal terminal, and sat upright. Adjusting the collar, "Then I'm not welcome."
Turan quickly closed the two thighs that were spread out, folded them together at an angle, and made a delicate shape with great effort, and listened attentively to his questions.
"Uh..." Lu Bixing thought for a while and asked her, "What are his hobbies?"
The ninth guard captain, who was a good teacher, blinked, then blinked again, and scratched the two "tentacles" on her forehead with a little embarrassment. , found that the first question went beyond the point: "...Huh? Love, hobby?"
Lu Bixing looked at her with clear eyes.
"Does it count to harm people with fancy tricks?" Turan racked his brains and thought for a moment, "It doesn't count... I really can't remember that. Anyway, he can't do anything like eating, drinking, whoring and gambling."
"Hey, Tangtang... why is that so? "Vulgar." Lu Bixing sighed and held up his electronic notes and asked, "Does he like music? Does he have a preference for art? There must always be sports that he likes. Good figures are not born." "
Our generals are not elegant either. " Turing shook his head. "If he listens to music, there is only one possibility. Zhan Lu must have annoyed him. Aesthetics has always been a mystery. I don't think he knows which way to open the door of the art palace." As for sports... we usually do physical fitness and combat training, not hobbies. I hate sports the most. I don't want to sit down when I can lie down. I hate men talking about competition and kicking each other. But What can I do? I have to go to the routine physical training."
Lu Bixing began to feel that this boastful ninth guard captain was unreliable: "Then what did he do for fun when he was in the Silver Fortress? "
Every living creature is his pastime, and tossing us is his biggest entertainment. In addition, he is always busy when he has nothing to do."
Lu Bixing was shocked and said, "You don't have holidays?"
"We do, we take turns." Turan said, "Otherwise, how can we waste the opportunity? If you fool around with your colleagues, you will be beaten to death by the boss. But no one takes a turn with him. Anyway, except for routine reports to Watto, I have never seen him leave his post."
"There's no sick leave?"
"Silver Fortress's health management and medical standards are top-notch in the league. Sick people are treated directly without special approval for leave. The incurable diseases outside can't even come in if they have their heads scratched." Turan Yi Waving his hand, "Let me tell you this, it is said that he didn't even show up for his sister's wedding. He asked the captain of the bodyguard to send him a congratulatory gift."
Lu Bixing took the electronic notes back to his personal terminal and confirmed that this big girl just didn't Reliable: "Okay - what wishes does he have? Both short-term and long-term."
Turan looked confused.
"Where's Ideal?"
"How is his relationship with his family? You just said he has a sister, which sounds a bit cold. In addition to his sister, does he have any other relatives?"
"Besides work, what circle of friends does he have with him ? "Do you have more contact with him?"
"Does he have any concerns in the alliance?"
"Brother," Turan interrupted him speechlessly, "Do you want to sleep with him, or do you want to write his autobiography? We can't Would you like to talk about how to get a frigid slut to undress? Everyone is so busy, and my pile of heavy armor has no place to stop. Are you serious?"
"Although I admire his body very much, But in essence, human sex/behavior is just a series of natural reactions caused by stimulation of nerve endings. Massaging shallow areas of the nerve endings will give you a similar comfortable experience," Lu Bixing said to the popular science of female gangsters very academically, "Just like a pet that has been groomed will purr - Guard Captain, is there anything worth discussing about such a trivial matter?"
Turan: "..."
She suddenly felt that she was not a vulgar hooligan, just a fuss maker. of illiteracy.
"Exploring a person and a relationship can bring a lot of freshness and happiness to people. Otherwise, it would be better to find a medical cabin for a full-body massage. When you are with someone, you have to get used to each other." Lu Bixing said, "Don't you feel that gradually Isn't it a very beautiful and fulfilling thing to understand another person's feelings, keep up with his joys and sorrows, and take care of him?"
Turan felt like he was being stuffed into a classroom and being educated in a mess. The values were torn apart and reshaped by Teacher Lu. The dirty soul seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed and sent away by him in a daze.
Lu Bixing took out a cigarette that someone gave him, lit it without putting it in his mouth, and with the lingering smoke, he felt a little lonely - the loneliness from Lin Jingheng.
It was clear and solemn, blocking his chest, and even after successfully brainwashing Turan, he couldn't get rid of it.
Lin Jingheng, who was being talked about, sneezed twice in a row under the pollen in the sky.
Zhan Lu, who transformed into a human form, followed him and said, "According to ancient folk customs, this means that someone is scolding you."
Lin Jingheng gave him an expressionless look.
Zhan Lu shook his head coldly: "This is a joke - hahaha... Okay, have you heard this joke?"
The mecha was not his biological son, Lin Jingheng was too lazy to argue with him, raised his wrist and looked at it Glancing at the personal terminal, he saw a panoramic scan map on his personal terminal. The places where abnormal energy reactions occurred were marked, and traces spread out in circles on the map.
The place where they are settling now is a planet called "Morning Star". It is said that on the capital star of the eight galaxies, Gloria, you can clearly see it rising and setting with the morning and dusk. It is the eighth galaxy after Gloria and Beijing Beta. The third largest planet in the world was previously used as a temporary base by Prince Arisvon of Gloria.
The two Silver Guards dragged a man to Lin Jingheng's feet like a dead dog. This man was wearing the clothes of Prince Gloria's Guards. He was one of the prisoners they captured from space. Lin Jingheng and the others could easily avoid surveillance and turn on the phone. A relied on this captured traitor to sneak into the base of Prince Gloria's Guards.
The pirate prisoner shrank his neck cowardly and coughed a few times: "The place with the strongest energy response is the mecha warehouse, followed by the mecha warehouse... cough... the ground mecha vehicles suppress the local residents. This time is the counterattack During Wuhui's prayer time, the defense is at its weakest, and patrols will be suspended for fifteen minutes... But they all have emergency space fields for ground jumps. If they are going to the mecha station, you have to shield them, otherwise they will be allowed to pass. It would be very troublesome if he ran away from the space field."
Bai Yinwei, who was grabbing him, asked, "Are they all anti-travel members?"
"That's right," the prisoner whispered, "those of us who His Highness the Prince brought from the Eight Star Systems outside the territory actually don't really believe in that, but when we eat and drink from others, we have to pretend to be the same. But our people all Following His Royal Highness, you have almost finished the harm. Those who are still in the base should be people sent by the Anti-Ukrainian Society... General, I will take you in, but you must not torture the prisoners. We have not had anything to do outside the territory in these years. In good times, anti-Ughurs are all crazy, and their brains are different from others. When you talk to them, you have to be careful about punctuation. Otherwise, you may not be able to make people think that you are impious, and you will be persecuted by them. We are forced to live like primitive people every day, and our personal terminals are also blocked, and our chats will be eavesdropped. If it were not for the war with the alliance, we all feel that we will never touch a mecha again in this life."
Lin Jingheng looked condescendingly . He glanced at it and raised his hand to look down at everything.
The Silver Guard quickly stepped forward, covered the mouth of the chattering pirate and dragged him away. At the same time, the space field interference wave was released calmly, and the Silver Guard passed through the base's encrypted door like a wind.
As expected, the Anti-Ukrainian Association was carrying out a large-scale cult activity, and prostrate people were kneeling everywhere, kissing the ground following the broadcast. The Silver Guards are a group of four. Although they are a space force, they are unambiguous in land combat and have a tacit understanding. They broke into the main control room at lightning speed, and the laser guns flashed silently several times. They were harassing the interstellar pirates on the surface of Daystar. He was brought down without even a word of grunt. The Silver Guard, who was behind the cover, arranged the people neatly in a neat row, and then took over the mecha vehicle of the anti-Ukrainian ground patrol team.
When the anti-Ukrainians realized it was too late, the space field was disturbed, and they caught a turtle in a urn.
From the time Lin Jingheng gave the order to when the entire base was under control, it took less than twenty minutes.
"Judging from the march route map we intercepted, the anti-Ukrainian group's key targets are the other seven galaxies in the alliance. The extraterrestrial pirates also seem to generally believe that the eighth galaxy is a barbaric land with little to gain. In addition to viewing the eighth galaxy as a traitor, Prince Gloria, they don't intend to waste time here." Zhan Lu followed Lin Jingheng and reported, "After Aris Feng arrived in the eighth galaxy, he has been focusing on destruction. He first blew up three planets. Then we began to focus on hunting and tracing underground channels. We intercepted the orders of the Anti-Ukrainian Society from the pirate mecha. The Anti-Ukrainian Society originally asked Prince Gloria to control the eighth galaxy within half a year and open a channel for retreat and entry into the alliance from outside the territory. As one of the strategic deployments of the anti-Ukrainian society, he will take the main force to join the seven galaxies. "
"Ares Fengyang violated the law." Lin Jingheng whispered, "He wants to be his emperor in the eight galaxies."
There is only Kai Lai in the eight galaxies . It was somewhat popular with Beijing β. It was equipped with an anti-missile system and had some local armed forces, so Ares Feng simply blew it up.
He is a mummy that did not die a hundred years ago, leaving a broken body. He still wants to restore the barbaric glory of Prince Gloria's family.
"Yes, sir. I controlled the local communication network of Ares Feng and the Anti-Ukrainian Society, intercepted the information, and found that Ares Feng did not fully report his movements in the eight galaxies. At present, Ares Feng is dead. The news has not yet spread, and the Eight Galaxy is still a relatively closed environment. "
"Very good," Lin Jingheng said, "Let Turan and the others move all the heavy armor that can't be stopped, and Ares Feng's base belongs to me. Alright, notice..."
Lin Jingheng was halfway through her words when she suddenly stopped and looked at a corner of the Anti-Ukrainian Association base.
Zhan Lu followed his gaze and found that Lin Jingheng was looking at an ecological garden.
The Anti-Ukrainian Society has always advocated man and nature, making birds sing and flowers bloom wherever they go. They wish they could transform every planet into a virgin forest. In a corner of the base, artificially grown fruits and vegetables protruded lushly, with several small animals crawling in and out, which seemed incompatible with this cruel organization.
The lowest level of the farm is, of course, fungi.
Lin Jingheng walked over and bent down to look at the mushroom culture medium.
The mushrooms in the shadows hold up their umbrella canopies in a watery way, giving them a naive and wild feel.
Lin Jingheng took off his gloves, bent down and picked out a small mushroom, and the wet mycelium stuck to his hand.
Based on historical data, Zhanlu Station thought that Lin Jingheng might not like such things taking up space in the armed base, so he asked: "Do you need to move it out, sir?"
"Keep it." Zhanlu heard his master's silence for a moment, which was unusual. say.
Throwing down the small mushrooms, Lin Jingheng took a few steps forward. Thinking of something, he paused. He turned back and pointed at the culture medium of the mushrooms and said: "That...the culture medium and mycelium are transplanted a little, and then placed in "Chong San Shang."
Zhan Lu was puzzled: "Sir, where should I keep Chong San Shang?"
"Isn't there a green belt?" Lin Jingheng said without looking back, "Dig out those useless ornamental green plants. , plant it in."
Zhan Lu: "..."
The green belt was full of mushrooms, and the mecha felt humiliated.