Chapter 91

The rapid march of the Ten Silver Guards with sufficient energy is very anti-human. Personnel with insufficient quality must receive a large dose of soothing agent before boarding the mecha. During the entire march, no one - including the general Including the commander and the pilots of each mecha, no one is allowed to move around on the mecha, and everyone's position is fixed by protective gas. Because the speed is too fast, all Mecha Sword communication is limited to simple communication signals on the Mecha, without language.

　When Lu Bixing rushed over, he forgot to turn off the personal terminal on his wrist and was still showing the design drawing of the eighth galaxy communication network.

　Lin Jingheng was waiting for him at the door of Chongsan. Without further chatter, she said directly: "To get into today's mecha, your body must be in the best condition. It doesn't matter if you feel a little unwell. If you have any questions, stay at the base and wait for me."

　Lu Bixing was actually not feeling unwell at all. He ran all the way, his ears ringing like a hairdryer, and his chest seemed to explode: "Give me...give me a shot of soothing agent for later use."

　Lin Jingheng looked at him deeply and said, He nodded quickly, turned around and stepped onto Chong San. The sleeping giant sighed deeply the moment he connected to the mental network. Within five minutes, the entire mecha team was lined up on the track in an orderly manner. The track Warm-up begins.

　Lu Bixing's racing heart rate slowly dropped, but his burning anxiety immediately rose.

　The One-Eyed Eagle is not a nanny-style father. In the past, on the Gloria Planet, he went around spreading his virtues carelessly, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling all day long. He set a textbook bad example for the children. He has never been a father. In this way, of course there is no majesty, and it is impossible to guide him like a serious adult.

　But for a sapling, if the soil is fertile enough, the sun and water are sufficient, even if no one comes to prune it at any time, it will grow taller by itself and draw its natural shape freely.

　To Lu Bixing, the one-eyed eagle is like the ubiquitous soil. He doesn't always have to look down to observe the state of the soil to know that it is the source of his life. When he was the youngest and most vulnerable, he knew that this person would give everything to him. That strong sense of security was like the thickest protective shield, supporting the landing and rehabbing again and again. When he faced the basement After the monster collapses, he reassembles himself.

　One-eyed Eagle and the others' remote contact with the base was immediately disconnected after the alarm. What did this mean? Lu Bixing did not dare to think deeply, so he had to force himself not to think about it. The hand clasped at his side was so tight that he lost consciousness.

　Lin Jingheng would definitely not comfort him. Fortunately, Lu Bixing was not a person who needed comfort. One after the other, the two of them walked silently and quickly through the passage of Chongsan and arrived at the core control room.

　All the personnel of Chongsan Middle School are already in place. The core control room is different from usual. It is filled with nursing cabins one by one, like cocoons. When the mecha passes through the first jump point, the protective gas will cover the nursing cabins. The entire space outside is filled to protect the members on the mecha to the greatest extent.

　Lu Bixing withdrew his gaze from Lin Jingheng's back, closed his eyes calmly, underwent quick disinfection and whole-body scan, stepped into the nursing cabin, and began to count his breaths to calm himself. He thought that if he was just anxious, he could stay in the base and worry silently. Since he was on board this mecha, he might as well think about some useful things to distract his attention - such as who would ambush the One-Eyed Eagle? Personal vendetta, revenge? Or is there another plan? Who among these people has the ability to mobilize a legion of troops?

　Miscellaneous thoughts rose and fell in his heart like a tide, and he couldn't find a clue for a while. At this moment, Lin Jingheng suddenly reached out and held down the hatch cover that was about to fall.

　Lu Bixing was stunned and looked at him with some astonishment. Lin Jingheng put one hand on the nursing cabin. The cold metal shell of the nursing cabin complemented his equally cold face. He seemed to want to say something, but he was not good at it, so he temporarily gave up. It was really difficult for him to improvise. So Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, then took Lu Bixing's hand without saying a word, gently opened his palm that was marked by nails, and closed the design drawing in his personal terminal for him.

　I don't know why, with just such an action, Lu Bixing's emotions that had finally settled down almost collapsed.

　Lin Jingheng lowered her eyelashes and said softly, "I'm right next to you."

　Lu Bixing grabbed his hand and used all his strength, as if he wanted to squeeze him into his hand bone to bone.

　After losing his composure for a second, he relaxed his grip slightly and forced a smile at Lin Jingheng: "General, you are very insidious. According to legend, you take advantage of the weakest moment to catch people, so that you can deceive them and lose your virginity?"

　Before Lin Jingheng had time to answer, Zhan Lu's voice could be heard in Zhongsanli: "The fuselage is pressurized, the power system is preheated, please get all personnel in place -"

　He then lowered his head in a hurry, put a little bit on the back of Lu Bixing's hand with the corner of his mouth, and let go Open the nursing hatch.

　The falling hatch blocked the sight of the two people. Lu Bixing let out a long breath, and the corners of his eyes felt a little hot.

　With a "buzz" sound, the advance team began to take off, and the ground of the base trembled slightly with the rise and fall of the mecha group.

　"Wait a minute, what if we encounter an emergency on the way?" It was the first time I encountered this battle on Saturday, and I was still worried when I lay in the nursing cabin. "Can everyone communicate in time in here?"

　" In emergencies, there is usually no time to communicate, so the pilot has to deal with it easily." Bai Yinjiu next to him said, "Didn't you notice that the first pilot of every mecha is a major or above... Oh, yes, it doesn't matter now. There are many majors, don't worry young man, these people have fought more battles together than you have ever eaten, and the tacit understanding between them is no less than a pianist's ten fingers."

　Although they kept chasing each other on Saturday . Lin Jingheng called General, but what level does "Alliance General" actually belong to? These country bumpkins from the Eighth Galaxy had no idea, but he knew "Major" - the person in charge of the Anti-Border Smuggling Administration at the junction of the Seventh and Eighth Galaxy. The person is a major. Saturday is a descendant of smugglers. He is familiar with this major. He has known since he was a child that he is an old bureaucrat with a big belly and full food all day long.

　Saturday was shocked for a moment, and couldn't help but ask a stupid question that he had never seen before: "Major, Major, will the Major also participate in the battle personally?"

　The mecha slowly took off and landed, and landed on the track. It shook slightly when it docked. Bai Yinjiu was so amused by him that his dimples burst into laughter: "What is a major? You have been hanging around the general until now, and it is still new to see a major? Do you know that there are only sixteen generals in the entire alliance? In your impression, Are the senior officials of the Military Commission all fat old men who are arrogant and bossy?"

　Saturday was dumbfounded: "...Isn't it true?"

　"Of course not! He is fat and has a bad image. If the media catches him, it will trigger a storm of public opinion. "It's only your officers in remote areas who dare to be so casual. In the Central Military Commission of the Alliance, even the 300-year-old marshal has to control his diet and body shape."

　Saturday swallowed, and was attracted by this comparison. The Military Commission, which had strict requirements for the model team, was shocked.

　"Of course, after reaching this level, the most important job is to maintain your image. There is only one general on the front line, General Lin." Bai Yinjiu's smile gradually faded, he paused, and said, "General Lu Xin was responsible for regaining the First He was promoted to admiral only after eight galaxies. General Lin was born in a peaceful era. Originally, his age and qualifications were not enough to reach this position. In addition to the complex political game, part of the reason is because of our Silver "Ten Guards."

　Saturday was born with an ambition to climb up, and he was very clever. He knew that Lin Jingheng had mixed the Self-Defense Forces into the Silver Nine. Although the daily torture made them worse than death, it was also to promote them while the mecha was in orbit. Warming up, he stared and listened intently.

　"The 'Silver Ten Guards' got their name because they have always been stationed in the Silver Fortress. They are divided into ten divisions according to different functions. Their predecessor was called 'Phantom'. Before the establishment of the New Star Calendar Alliance, they were the first mercenary group in the interstellar... Well, You can also understand that we are the most powerful interstellar pirates. At the last moment of the war, we recognized the Alliance's Declaration of Freedom, stood on the side of the Alliance, and established the legal regime of the Alliance government, but the Phantom was not used to it and refused to obey. Under the control of the Military Commission, at that time, the alliance needed the support of all parties and could not slap words in the face, so it could only sign an equal contract with the Phantom - that is to say, other armies accepted their orders under the Military Commission, and we were hired by the Military Commission. This is "The history of the Silver Ten Guards."

　"Over the past two hundred years, the alliance has gone through many changes. Many people have died and many people have changed. However, generations of the Silver Ten Guards have adhered to their promises and traditions. Unless they retire and leave, they will never leave unless there is a war. We will never arm ourselves privately or expand the team within ten sailing days after leaving the Silver Fortress. We swear to give up all our personal freedoms and fight for the declaration of freedom. The only right we reserve is that we can not recognize the command of our immediate superiors. In emergencies The ten guard captains are autonomous. So far, we have not recognized many commanders, General Lu Xin is one, but later with the recovery of the eight major star systems of the alliance, General Lu Xin began to participate in the overall management of the entire military committee, and felt that the Silver Ten Guards were taking orders. His tradition is that he is raising private soldiers. In order to avoid suspicion, he announced that he will no longer directly manage the Silver Ten Guards." The cover of the nursing cabin slowly fell, blocking Saturday's view. At the last glance, he felt that this Silver Nine was. There is a touch of wind and frost on the brother's face.

　The sound of protective gas being released sounded, and on Saturday I heard the man say vaguely: "At this point today, we and the Alliance broke up. It was the Alliance that tore up the Declaration of Freedom first..."

　A huge roar sounded. , drowned out his words, and the protective gas was released, filling the entire space. With Chong San as the core, the mecha group passed through the atmosphere of the morning star like a ray of light and headed straight for the first jump point without any communication. Each mecha seems to be a part of everyone else, and it's surprisingly neat.

　The moment he crossed the jump point, Saturday felt as if his entire internal organs were being dropped by a thousand pounds, trying to drag out his heart and liver. His back was almost glued to the wall of the mecha. He had a terrible illusion, as if He was being torn apart inch by inch, and the suffocating confined space of the nursing cabin aggravated the panic. Saturday put his mouth and nose close to the oxygen port, gasping for breath, and tried his best to restrain himself from shouting in panic.

　He simply couldn't imagine how a driver in the same state could maintain such a high level of calm. After thinking about it for a moment, he almost felt a little scary.

　However, no matter how high the speed is, they cannot save the One-Eyed Eagle, unless they have a super jump point that can explode the entire galaxy and allow them to teleport accurately.

　The One-Eyed Eagle has not experienced the feeling of being forced out of the mental network bit by bit for many years. When it was about to break, he seemed to have hallucinations and heard the war song from a hundred years ago - "

　We come from the cape, closed. The silent mountains,

　in the wasteland abandoned by the stars, light up the beacon calling for freedom.

　"Hear..."

　"Hear..." The one-eyed eagle's lips moved slightly, and he murmured the lyrics that seemed to have been forgotten for many years. "The wind is roaring..."

　Suddenly, he realized something, and turned his head in disbelief to the communication channel that had been silent for a long time. Faint singing sounds flew out intermittently from the communication channel, and gradually became clearer. What was being played was what was broadcast in the Free Alliance Army back then. The widest version. There was nothing technical in that version, and the complex melody was simplified to an almost straightforward description. The chorus was not divided into high and low parts, but everyone's voices were mixed together, making it appear particularly sincere due to clumsiness.

　"The wind is roaring, the blood is burning -"

　A small mecha that had escaped suddenly jumped out from behind the ambush, and a missile was caught off guard and cut into the ambush. I don't know whether it was technology or a coincidence, but it hit a medium-sized mecha. arsenal.

　The opponent's armaments were obviously very sufficient. The sound of the weapons depot self-destructing was earth-shattering. The formation of the mecha group on the flanks was in chaos. Before they could react, another mecha jumped out of another jump point, firing a row of nearly incompetent mechas. The high-energy particle flow of differential attacks just swept across the remains. The missile fragments rolled up a deadly energy whirlwind and crashed into the enemy. At the same time, the person who fired the cannon screamed in the communication channel: "Footsteps" During the jump, the flag is falling - ah, friend -"

　Another voice sounded: "Gray Wolf, out of tune and ran away to Watto!"

　"Gray Wolf" didn't have time to answer, Unit 6 walked away at a touch and disappeared again. At the jump point, the communication channel was briefly disconnected, leaving only his "three days of wandering around, endless nightmares" singing voice.

　The small mechas that had disappeared within the tracking range appeared one after another, like an outbreak of fleas, popping up from various cracks, shooting and changing places.

　The enemy legions were organized, but there were too many of them and they were somewhat inflexible, like an elephant tortured by mosquitoes and ants, roaring angrily and uselessly.

　They are back!

　But what are these losers doing back here? !

　You have to take antihypertensive medicine twice during emergency jumps. Shouldn't you just put your tail between your legs and run away, hide in a gutter and wait until you die?

　Do you really think that you are still a hero just because you remember the lyrics clearly?

　The one-eyed eagle endured the pain and touched the medical cabin, stuck his arm in, and received a second injection of soothing agent. The violent twitching muscles seemed to be torn, and the bones were wrapped around him and made a "creep" sound. The matching degree was maintained above the 60% level, and then he plunged into the middle of the smoke-filled enemy camp. The high-energy particle cannon swept across the fuselage, the protective cover started to alarm, and the flying missiles passed him by. At this time, Unit 6, which had just disappeared, happened to come out of another jump point. Gray Wolf was still singing in a nonsensical voice: "Ah, my friend..."

　He hadn't been on the battlefield for a long time, and he was so passionate that he chose Wrong route and hit a stray bullet.

　Stray bullets blocked his No. 6 machine in the jump point. There were only ten missiles left in the mecha's arsenal. Together with the energy system next to it, they violently self-destructed. Due to the violent energy, there was a risk of detonating the jump point. The mechas received an alarm at the same time and dispersed. The One-Eyed Eagle's anti-missile system fired the last missile, taking advantage of the opportunity to hit the road ahead, and just rushed out of the enemy's encirclement. It rushed towards the target like a gamble. A jump point covered in debris.

　In the communication channel, the song recording uploaded by other people's mechas continues.

　"Ah, friend, come with us, take off the shackles and raise the sail."

　The One-Eyed Eagle won the bet. The energy of Unit 6's self-destruction was barely enough to reach the detonating jump point. At the last moment, he As he rushed over, the fragments of the wreckage scraped against his remaining protective shield, and tiny sparks danced wildly due to the leakage of flammable gas, fleeting and still like an off-key song.

　The one-eyed eagle that broke through happened to meet William's Unit 10, and the two briefly met in the communication channel.

　The one-eyed eagle asked him in a hoarse voice, as if it was about to break: "Does everyone have a map of the underground waterway?"

　Yu William: "We have passed it on!"

　"Then let's go, don't gather!" the one-eyed eagle said, "Let's go our separate ways. Find a way to get to the end point! "

　The coordinates of the last alert Lin Jingheng and the others received were nearby. As long as the commander they sent had any brains, he would definitely sneak in from the underground channel unknown to the enemy. If there was a glimmer of hope, they could get there. Are reinforcements coming?

　William Yu suddenly said: "The only people who know our itinerary are these old friends we visited along the way, right?"

　"Nonsense," the One-Eyed Eagle yelled, and at the same time he tasted the salty taste flowing into the corner of his mouth. He thought it was sweat, "Fuck/fuck, let me know which son of a bitch he is, and I will go back and kill his whole family! They We're catching up, let's go separately!"

　The two mechas passed each other at full speed. The connection between them was like a long spider thread, stretched to the limit, but soon disconnected, in the vast universe. , no one can see anyone else.

　When William passed through another jump point, most of the pressure from the pursuers was shared by the One-Eyed Eagle. He passed through several jump points in succession like a hide-and-seek, and the surroundings became quiet. As agreed, he temporarily got rid of the pursuers. He should rush to the underground channel immediately and wait for his companions to escape and return.

　Yu William made the map of the underground channel very large, covering the entire mecha bulkhead. Small bright spots marked the encrypted hidden jump points, like escape passages one by one.

　At that time, the Alliance Army that freed the Eighth Galaxy from the shadow of the Rainbow Virus also came in through the underground channel, Yu William thought.

　He studied it for a moment and then began to modify the underground waterway map.

　Inspector Yu was in the Free Alliance Army in the reconnaissance branch. He explored countless roads and personally participated in the revision of hundreds of military waterway maps. Although it has not been used for more than a hundred years and the craftsmanship has almost been returned to General Lu Xin, it is still possible to modify a fake map based on the original waterway map.

　After doing this, he entered a series of coordinates through the remote communication network of the jump point around him - they were the planets and space bases they passed along the way. The remote communication was quickly connected in the military song of the Free Alliance Army. , Yu William's coordinates appeared in the contact stations in several locations almost at the same time.

　The person on duty at the communication station immediately reported and uploaded, and more than twenty communication screens appeared in front of William, with people from all walks of life showing different expressions on them. Among them are indifferent friends who are trying to clean up their own troubles, and there are also betrayers who are secretly sharpening their knives.

　Yu William didn't say anything, and directly played the space video recorded on the mecha's military recorder. From when they were surrounded, to when the One-eyed Eagle took the risk alone to cover everyone's escape, to when the escaped people came back, and the gray wolf was hit by a stray bullet. , everyone breaks out...

　If this is a "wolf pack", it is probably the clumsiest group of wild wolves in history.

　With trembling hands, William Yu sent out a distress signal to everyone, as well as the interstellar route map he had just fabricated. In the empty mecha, the song of the Free Alliance Army was coming to an end.

　Yu William set off to adjust the coordinates and flew away following the fake interstellar route map.

　Those headless pursuers will soon receive the traitor's message and catch up. So... what about the other people who received his coordinates and request for help?

　Will you continue to sit on the sidelines?

　Will you hear the song of the Free Alliance Army?

　William Yu didn't know, he thought, he probably wouldn't be the one to hold up the eighth galaxy with his own hands.

　He is just an ordinary scout.

　That's all.