Chapter 78

Lu Bixing is a young country boy who grew up in a poor star system. He has always wanted to visit the western-style alliance. Due to various reasons, the alliance fell apart before he could go. However, in his impression, even though the alliance has thousands of problems and is bragging and whitewashing peace all day long, in the final analysis, it is still an alliance that allows most people to spend their lives without any worries. A place of plenty.

　He didn't expect that under the Garden of Eden, which looked like mirror flowers and moonlight, the clouds and waves were so treacherous that it was rotten to the core.

　No wonder it breaks when you poke it.

　"Before retiring, Chongsan was an armament under the control of the Alliance Military Commission. How did it escape from the alliance? I don't know. After all, the last batch of Chongsan produced by the Military Commission was already a hundred years ago." "

　So... " Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment, "The alliance was swept by interstellar pirates, not because the military was incompetent, nor because the government was incompetent? No...you said you people can only live a good life, why do you have to make so many messes? How much dissatisfaction is there that Eden cannot quell?"

　Lin Jingheng said: "As far as I know, among the members of the Military Commission and even some members of the Management Committee, there are not a few people who block most of the Eden functions on a daily basis. It is just the main ideology there. "It's fine, they all act like they love the Garden of Eden, and they don't want to publicize it to the public."

　Lu Bixing frowned and thought for a while, "But I heard that Marshal Wolfe is still presiding over the work of the Military Commission. If the pirates have not completely taken over the world until now, Does that prove..."

　"Does it prove his innocence?" Lin Jingheng glanced at him calmly, "Not necessarily. It could also be that the spoils were not shared equally with the pirates, or that his allies were not the glorious regiment that occupied Watto."

　Lin Jingheng usually had a lot of sarcastic words at his fingertips, and almost everyone he knew had been hurt by him. However, Lu Bixing felt that all the cynicism and sarcasm combined were not as harsh as these "To be honest" words. He couldn't help but ask: "Have you really trusted him?" "?"

　Lin Jingheng did not answer.

　He is not a god, he doesn't know.

　Marshal Woolf is one of the founders of the Alliance, the first principal of Wulan Military Academy, and is still the honorary school board representative. Before he was adopted by Lu Xin, Marshal Woolf took care of him. When he grew up, he spared no effort to Promoted him.

　The marshal devoted his whole life to the alliance, and his achievements were all over the world.

　What is the Declaration of Freedom of the Union if such men cannot be trusted?

　A collective hallucination that "the world is full of love"?

　Lin Jingheng knew that she didn't have much time left, so she explained as clearly and briefly as possible: "A few months ago, I encountered a rainbow virus at Yuan Yiren's place. Comprehensive antibodies are effective against it. This shows that Prince Gloria's guards have no Mutant rainbow virus, because there is no reason to "entertain guests" with overnight leftovers. I guess Ares Feng doesn't even know about the Nuwa project on Emma." The

　anti-Ukrainian society has always been openly opposed to human experimentation and research. It was unnatural grafting that caused Aresvon to always show off like that. If he had known that the hypocrites of the Anti-Ukrainian Society were doing these things secretly, that lunatic Prince Gloria might have exposed them himself.

　Lu Bixing nodded hesitantly, and began to feel that something was wrong - it was not what Lin Jingheng said was wrong, but General Lin. He had always been a bastard who said, "You can understand what you want, you can do whatever I say." How could he be so patient? Are you kidding yourself?

　"The people who developed the Rainbow Virus in the Eight Galaxies used to cultivate exotic pets as a cover-up. The largest market for exotic pets is still in other galaxies in the alliance... From this point of view, the sponsors of the Nuwa Project are more likely to come from the alliance than from outside the region. "There are more than one side of the interstellar pirates, each with their own advantages, and there is probably more than one side of the alliance's betrayers. The latter is much more terrifying than the former."

　Lu Bixing's heart became more and more uneasy, and he thought, "Why would he tell me?" "These?"

　Lin Jingheng took a deep look at Lu Bixing, and communicated directly with Zhan Lu silently in the mental network: "How is his heart rate and body temperature now?"

　"The heart rate has increased slightly, which should be due to his emotional ups and downs." Zhan Lu replied, "The body temperature is normal."

　Lin Jingheng secretly exhaled.

　As a former professional soldier, his physical fitness is far stronger than that of ordinary people. Prince Gloria bombed Beijing's Beta Star. They lost their medical kit when they fled the supply depot. Lin Jingheng underwent suturing surgery when anti-inflammatories and anesthetics were in short supply. Apart from a slight fever and discomfort for the next day or two, there was almost no other problem. reaction - although he doesn't cherish himself very much, after all, he has been produced by the league's most precise training schedule and the most stringent health management. He has been injected with countless weird antibodies, and his immune system is like A bunker, I haven't known what influenza is for decades.

　The length of the incubation period of the same virus is generally determined by the route of transmission, the amount of the virus, and the physical fitness of the infected person. From this point of view, if Lu Bixing was also infected with the rainbow virus, it is unlikely that he has still not had an attack until now.

　It's possible that when Lu Bixing used the rainbow virus to reshape his body, his body gained some kind of special resistance.

　Or is it simply luck...

　In front of him are a group of mechas with live ammunition, and behind him are people who are alone and surrounded by enemies - Lin Jingheng always feels that luck should take pity on him, and the whole universe can't queue up according to people's heads. Specifically skip the one with the surname Lin, right?

　If I had known this, I would have knocked Lu Bixing unconscious and left him on the Morning Star.

　"Zhan Lu," Lin Jingheng said in the spiritual network, "give all your backup permissions to Lu Bixing."

　Zhan Lu asked, "Sir, didn't you say you wouldn't transfer my permissions like General Lu did?"

　"Well, Lin Jingheng paused, "Yes, I accidentally spoke too loudly."

　Zhan Lu asked again: "What about the highest level of encrypted content?"

　"Don't leak that to him yet," Lin Jingheng said, "When you evaluate it, you think When his life and safety are threatened, refuse all his unfavorable orders and send all the information about the genetic comparison to General Lu's old subordinates - anyone you can contact."

　"Understood," Zhan Lu replied. "When life safety is threatened - just like you are now."

　Lin Jingheng: "Stop talking nonsense."

　Lu Xin left Zhan Lu to him because he wanted him to become a weapon of the alliance, and he left Zhan Lu to Lu Bixing. I just want that person to live a good and selfish life.

　Lin Jingheng: "I need a nutritional injection mixed with powerful sleeping pills."

　All conversations are on the spiritual network. The communication efficiency between consciousness and the spiritual network is much higher than language. It only takes a blink of an eye to finish speaking in a few words.

　Lin Jingheng seemed to pause for a moment, then continued to talk to Lu Bixing as if nothing had happened: "That Hope may not have lied. This team of mechas are all small mechas. From a distance, you can see that the models are not uniform. The heavy-armored and medium-sized mecha formations of the Anti-Ukrainian Society are different. I suspect it was a coincidence."

　Zhan Lu, who was shaped like a robot, moved along the mecha bulkhead to the medical room and took out two nutritional needles. , Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand without raising his head, and Zhan Lu put one of them in his hand.

　The isolation suit has a nutritional needle injection port with automatic disinfection function, which is specially designed for people who need to wear isolation suits for dozens of hours under extreme circumstances. While Lin Jingheng inserted the nutritional needle with ease and skill, she said to Lu Bixing: "There will be a tough battle to fight soon. I haven't eaten for such a long time. Let's replenish some energy first."

　There was nothing wrong with this. Lu Bixing was indeed a little hungry. However, the moment he received the nutritional injection, a shadow suddenly passed over his heart.

　Lin Jingheng is really not a gentle and considerate person. He can neither take care of himself nor take care of others. Lu Bixing thought that he might be a little neurotic, but he just felt that this seemingly natural advice was superfluous - according to Lin's character, the most he would say is "get it when you are hungry", right?

　Lu Bixing lowered his head and quietly operated the isolation suit - the isolation suit was like a simple portable medical cabin, with many small functions such as measuring body temperature and blood pressure. Lu Bixing pretended to poke the nutrition needle into the disinfection port, but did not inject it into himself. Instead of hitting him, he chose the "sampling analysis" function of the isolation suit.

　There was nothing unusual in the nutrition injection. The sampling and analysis was very quick. Lu Bixing had not even pretended to finish the injection when the analysis results came out. In the middle of a row of nutrients, there was an abrupt red letter, and the label behind it said: Take or Injection will extensively inhibit the nerve center and have an anesthetic effect in large doses.

　Lu Bixing: "..."

　Lin Jingheng pretended to be serious: "There must be a communication intranet in the mecha team. If we get closer, can you find a way to invade their intranet without the other party noticing?"

　Lu Bixing Taking a deep breath, the anger came fiercely, burning from his feet to the top of his head, burning his chest and back. He was a person with a gentle temperament and stable emotions. Occasionally he would get angry, but he would usually calm down by turning his head. He had never experienced such intense anger in his life, which made his ears ring a little for a while.

　Lin Jingheng tilted her head seriously and asked, "What, are there technical difficulties?"

　Lu Bixing was so angry that he wanted to laugh, thinking that General Lin was really a "powerful man" who was delayed by Wulan Academy. If he hadn't gone to the Broken Silver Fortress to become a general, he would probably be the best actor. Already got a dozen!

　He gritted his teeth so hard that his voice was almost slurred: "I'll try my best."

　This is in a mecha. Whoever controls the mental network is the rule maker and passenger in the mecha world. It is impossible to resist. Lu Bixing forcibly balled up his anger into a ball, pressed it under the tip of his tongue, and silently wrapped the used nutritional needle in a sterilized tube - the needle was accidentally bent by him.

　Immediately, he let the isolation suit cool down, lowering his body surface temperature with external force, and secretly used a small amount of antihypertensive drugs stored in the isolation suit to lower his heart rate and blood pressure - he knew that Zhan Lu could scan his physiological reactions at any time and pretend to You have to look good when sleeping.

　Then, while imagining that he was spitting out a fire and roasting the man named Lin until he was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, he followed his instructions and began to invade the internal network of the mecha team not far away, gripping his personal terminal. Sound.

　Do these bastard liars think that having a good temper means they are easy to bully?

　Pirate communications are not strictly encrypted.

　Twenty minutes later, Lu Bixing captured a weak signal.

　Through the earphones in the isolation suit, he reported his blood pressure and heart rate that had been lowered by the medicine. He yawned realistically, and his personal terminal beeped softly. After verification, he quietly slipped into the pirate's communication channel.

　The number and position of each mecha in the mecha team are analyzed in detail.

　"Okay," Lu Bixing drawled his voice deliberately sleepily, "I just... Hey, isn't this a sign of the Anti-Ukrainian Society?"

　"It's the Freedom Corps, the ones of your students who accidentally broke into the mecha for the first time. "Lin Jingheng put his hand on the back of his chair, "Aren't they selling "chip drugs" inside and outside the territory and claiming not to participate in the war?"

　At this moment, the entire mecha team suddenly moved, and an order came through the communication The channel sent: "Scanning is over, the main force of the opponent's base has been diverted."

　"Received, mark all known jump points within ten navigation days, and block long-range signals in the area."

　With a "buzz", Lin Jingheng looked up, He knew that the remote port on his mecha had also been affected.

　An order immediately popped up in the pirate communication channel of the "Freedom Legion": "Prepare to attack!"

　They happened to catch up with the scene of internal strife among pirates outside the territory!

　The Freedom Legion spreads their "opium project" inside and outside the alliance, and cultivates human weapons by implanting chips. It is similar to the Nuwa Project of the anti-Ughurs. Are these people from the Freedom Legion here for this?

　At this moment, Lu Bixing shook a little.

　Half of Lin Jingheng's mind was focused on the pirate, and the other half was always on him. Lu Bixing blinked hard, and his eyes seemed to be almost closed.

　Lin Jingheng asked knowingly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

　Lu Bixing said something vaguely, and suddenly turned around and put his arms around Lin Jingheng's waist. Through the thick isolation suit, he could hardly touch the human body. He was sitting there. , burying his face in Lin Jingheng's waist and abdomen like a baby, thinking: "You bastard, just wait for me."

　Then he hung heavily on Lin Jingheng's body and stopped moving.

　Her body temperature was getting higher and higher, and her sore muscles began to weaken. Lin Jingheng staggered half a step, barely supported him, and lay him down with great difficulty. She called a medical cabin and gently put the "sleeping" person down. In the medical cabin, just a few simple movements made him a little out of breath, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

　Through the transparent medical hatch and mask, he lowered his head to look at Lu Bixing's steady face and eyes. It seemed that the strength of the other person's open arms and hugs still remained in his body. For the first time, he felt some kind of indescribable loneliness, as if he was three years old. In the cold winter of Beijing, I was suddenly thrown naked out of a constant-temperature room. My skin still retained the soft warmth, and I was submerged in the shrill wind and snow.

　This also gave him the first urge to take the initiative to contact another person.

　But I'm afraid there's no chance.

　Lin Jingheng spent half a minute to collect the eyes that followed him, the words that were chattering in his ears, the tentative and ambiguous body contacts... and the smiles, one by one, into a lively and fragrant one. He hid the package properly, then reached out and pushed the medical cabin, letting it slide quietly into the closed medical room.

　Lin Jingheng: "Prepare an ecological cabin, imitate the logo of Nuwa's project, put on the image of the woman with the head of the snake god, and make a

　fake virus experiment report." Zhanlu was rare in not talking nonsense, and soon, an experimental ecology that could look like the real thing was created The cabin is freshly baked.

　At this time, the Freedom Corps, which was heading towards the base of the Anti-Ukrainian Association, began to change its formation at an accelerated rate, emitting electromagnetic interference. Rows of particle cannons from the vanguard team swept towards the anti-missile system of the base.

　The anti-missile system responded immediately. The small mechas of the Freedom Corps concentrated their fire and gathered together, like a ball rolled by a group of ants, towards the muzzle of the anti-missile system. The fierce exchange of fire made Lin Jingheng, who was watching from a distance, After hearing a long series of high-energy alarms, a moment later, the small mecha team of the Freedom Legion collectively turned their guns, put away the particle cannon, and locked dozens of missiles on the base of the Anti-Ukrainian Association.

　The first batch of missiles poured down, and the particle stream exploded everywhere. The anti-missile system of the anti-Ukrainian base was instantly lame. Ten mechas tried to take off. The Freedom Corps that was attacked locked the mecha station position. Three consecutive times A missile fell, and the entire mecha platform exploded into flames.

　In less than three minutes, the anti-missile system fell apart.

　"You have been surrounded," the small mecha group of the Freedom Corps moved forward and shouted to the anti-triad group's base through the radio. "Please surrender quickly!"

　Lin Jingheng took off his isolation suit, and his cheeks were already burning red. , he got into the ecological cabin, closed the hatch, and told Zhan Lu: "Send me to the designated coordinates, fully disinfect the mecha, and then you return."

　The ecological capsule slowly entered the launch orbit, and the mecha hatch on one side opened, facing the dark universe.

　Zhan Lu's voice sounded in the spiritual network: "Sir, are you sure you want to disconnect from my spiritual network?"

　Lin Jingheng: "OK."

　The next moment, Lin Jingheng could explore the infinite distance of the perspective along the spiritual network. Back at one point, the consciousness was disconnected from the mecha's mental network, and Zhan Lu's backup authority fell on Lu Bixing, who would automatically take command after he woke up.

　Lin Jingheng gently closed her sore eyes.

　Immediately afterwards, the launch process was forcibly cut off.

　Lin Jingheng was stunned for a moment, and then she heard Zhan Lu's voice in the empty mecha: "Sorry sir, as an artificial intelligence, I have the right to say 'no' when my master's life is threatened, and I will do so at all times." Protecting you is the first priority. This is also the permission setting left by my previous master - Principal Lu, the little trick of the isolation suit cannot avoid my scanning, but luckily we are on the same team."