MECHANICAL: Mechanism

Elwitt jumped up, using his strength to climb up an old tree with straight branches next to him, then bowed and kicked, and quickly jumped up.

At this time, Yanchi also saw a clear picture of Eris.

It looks very much like a monster in the earth mythology. The yellow vertical pupils are very cloudy, the fangs are broken, breaking through the boundary of the lips, there are sharp claws on the four feet, the fur is different shades, gray from the back to the front, and the tail is high. Carried high, the hair is long and fluffy.

A typical hunter can be sure only by the teeth and the tight and smooth muscle lines under the fur, coupled with this huge body, it is obviously the overlord of the jungle.

However, the most dangerous thing about Eris is not only that it is much larger than humans and a natural hunter.

Its cry is a frequency that cannot be received by the human ear, but it is an extremely destructive ultrasonic wave. Soldiers with too little physical strengthening may even experience cerebral hemorrhage, eardrum rupture, and internal hemorrhage to varying degrees...

The moment Eris opened his mouth, Yanchi felt dizzy, and he could only retreat quickly according to his instinct, jumping up the tall tree next to him like Elwitt, trying not to distract Eris' attention, making it even more violent, and at the same time Cover your ears and keep your mouth shut, resisting minor reactions.

The rest of the explorers were in better condition, but at the same time they spread out to find cover, set up guns on the trees to assist Elwitt, and cooperated to take out Eris' eyes when he was in action.

Because of Yanchi's efforts, the forest that had managed to maintain peace was instantly like a lake thrown into a boulder. Layers of ripples began to spread centered on Eris. Countless animals ran away in a panic, and even those entangled vines became extraordinarily honest.

Yanchi's eyes turned black. He was very annoyed at his fragility. He knew that he couldn't help him, but he still couldn't help watching the battle situation through the gaps in the green leaves.

Even though Elwitt was considered the tallest group among humans, he was extremely weak compared to the mountain-like Eris.Yanchi squinted his eyes and could only see him jumping from the branch with the knife in his hand. The dark golden light on the blade of Mo knife exploded in his sight like a heavy lightning, and then Yanchi felt a rush of energy rushing towards his face. The wind, and then Erwit stood on the head of Eris.

Realizing that he was provoked, Eris lowered his head and raised a paw to pat his head...

Alwitt lowered his head between the flashes and flints, narrowly avoiding Eris' palm, bent down and squatted down, grabbed its long hair and slid down, and at the same time aimed at the area behind his head that he had visually detected just now, and stabbed it down!

He heard the sound of bullets breaking through the wind, and at the same time the muscles under his hands stiffened instantly, there were two soft pops, and Eris' eyes were also hit by the ion bomb.

Under normal circumstances, ion-level weapons are used to fight in space, such as ion cannons, because directed energy weapons such as ion cannons in the atmosphere will produce a certain degree of energy loss, so it is too wasteful as a ground combat weapon, but ion guns are very good It solves this problem, and has a wide range of applications. It can achieve precise and powerful fixed-point strikes without making too much noise.

It has been proved to be very useful even against Eris in actual combat.

Just now, Elvis had severed Eris's central nervous system and cervical spine, and it had lost its ability to move. The two ion bombs shot in from the eye sockets, burning the eyeballs, and even burned two holes through Eris's huge head. .

Alwitt had expected it a long time ago, kept the same posture just now, avoided the impact of the remaining energy, and then stood up.

Eris wasn't completely dead yet, but it no longer had any fighting power. Erwit pierced its throat directly from behind, destroying the structure of its vocalizations, and its silent wailing in the eyes of humans completely disappeared.

It took a while for Yanchi's uncomfortable reaction to subside. He took a breath and slid down from the tree.

The next thing is not over yet, Eris's whole body is useful, they have to cut it up, wrap it up, bury it, and take it back on the return trip.

Now materials are scarce, and there is also a lack of samples for local biological research. Whether it is gene sequences or these meats, they are of great help to them and cannot be wasted.

Eris, which collapsed to the ground with a bang, was really just a hill now.

Obviously, none of the people present was specialized in anatomy, and they didn't know anything about the distribution of Eris's skeletal muscles, but fortunately, they all professionally learned how to destroy it, and it was still possible to cut it into pieces.

Chop the head and feet, and after bloodletting, separate the soft abdomen and remove the ribs.

I don't know if it's because of the different division of labor in the legion. While peeling the skin of Eris from the neck, Yanchi was thinking about what to do if the meat was edible.It smells fishy, ​​I'm afraid it needs to be marinated with more spices before it can be cooked.

Just thinking about it, someone inside the explorer suddenly said, "This fried meat must be delicious."

...It seems that the foodie attribute is a national characteristic.

Yanchi couldn't help showing a little smile.

Elwitt's Mo Dao was the sharpest cold weapon present, and it was not at the same level as the allotted sabers. It undoubtedly played the biggest role, and he was the one who divided the flesh and bones.This kind of work similar to a cook or a butcher makes Alwitt always have an indescribable violation. Perhaps his image in the promotional materials is too tall, and Yanchi always accepts this scene. cannot.

Besides, the heroic figure of Elwitt killing Eris just now was uncontrollably replaying in his mind over and over again, that is the real aesthetics of violence.Concise and powerful, accurate judgment, without a single redundant action, and without any hesitation, compared with the clearly ferocious and crazy Eris, it is simply stupid, and all the monsters that can endanger a squadron have become fish on the ground.

Before this, Yanchi had no concept of what level of individual combat ability the commander of the three armies should be, but now he suspects that even if Erwitt encounters two Eris alone, it will not be a problem to get out of the body, on the contrary, with their help On the contrary, they may have to restrain their hands and feet, and it is not easy to perform well, and they have to take care of them, mortals whose combat effectiveness is low and may hinder them.

It's a shame for professional soldiers to admit that they, too, are dragging their feet.

For the first time, Yanchi's self-confidence that he firmly believed that he could at least be able to hope to be on the back of Elwitt was crushed for the first time.

After cutting up Eris' body, burying it and disposing of the traces, they were on their way again.Although the movement just now didn't last long, it obviously fluctuated in a wide range, and the tiny noises caused by the activity of small animals that were unique to the jungle before disappeared.

Yanchi probably wasn't the only one with excellent hearing among the eight people present, he didn't ask, but guessed that the others were the same as him and couldn't hear anything.

The invisible anxiety spread, and the speed of travel also increased.

If you startle the snake and let the wooden man run away, then this trip will be in vain, or even worse.

Yanchi's face was ugly.

It's not because I'm afraid of coming in vain, but because I found some traces.When he slowed down, the others slowed down too.Yanchi raised his head and looked around, looking for traces to prove his speculation, then he simply stopped, and said affirmatively: "There are at least two groups of wooden people here, from different directions."

Such a close distribution can be said to be quite abnormal. Generally speaking, under the threat of the human legion, the Laimu people show the characteristics of the denser distribution as they go deeper into the forest. Otherwise, they are particularly united if they are active in the outskirts of the forest. , is a large tribe, otherwise it is very loose, and activities are carried out in groups of families or young people, bringing fresh supplies and outside news to maintain their survival.

Yanchi hadn't studied the social structure and group psychology of the wooden people, so he couldn't say exactly what this meant, but it always gave him a very bad premonition when it was connected with Eris just now.

There are precedents for the wooden people to domesticate or trade with beasts. There was once a legion that was attacked by the beasts organized by the wooden people without vigilance. Although it failed in the end, the casualties were still serious enough. .

In fact, the new humans have always suspected that the Laimu people evolved an ability that cannot be defined by the science of the new humans in the perilous indigenous environment, such as communicating with beasts, such as special affinity, but it has never been confirmed.

Since among all the people present, the only one who is familiar with the distribution of the Laimu people in the vicinity is the local Yanchi, his judgment will basically become an important factor in the decision.Yanchi carefully observed the scratches on the tree and the footprints on the ground that he saw just now, took two more steps in both directions, and nodded affirmatively: "Okay, they should communicate normally, the way is Together, the wooden people move more lightly than us, so the traces don’t look so obvious, but if you use a road for a long time, the traces will become heavier. It’s always safe here, we won’t go in so deep, so they So he relaxed his vigilance, and there were no clear traces."

Yanchi pointed to the two roads he identified.

Elwitt also came over to have a look, and decided decisively: "Let's find it separately."

Now it seems that splitting up is the only way to take care of two routes in a short time.Although it was a bit risky, Elwitt also thought about it. The movement of Eris' death just now should have been enough to scare the nearby beasts from approaching, and beasts of the same level as Eris would not easily break into each other's territory. To avoid conflicts, as long as the personnel are well allocated, there is no problem.

This distribution method is that Elwitt brings the banquet pool together with the other six explorers.

Yanchi didn't want to know whether Alwitt alone was equal to six explorers, or whether his combat power alone was inferior to that of an explorer.

In terms of benefits, there is a mecha in the explorer, maybe the banquet pool can be equal to this mecha in this conversion formula.

No one will refute the order of the chief. After checking the time of weapon verification, agreeing on the return period, and distributing the flares, they split up.

Yanchi never expected that he would still be alone with Erwitt in the end.Although it was no different from the previous marching atmosphere, this kind of solitude did bring him completely different pressure.

Trying not to let himself think about these things, Yanchi still feels that life is very difficult.In the past few days, his former joy has been wiped out, and there is no joy at all.It is obviously unreasonable to blame these things on Erwitt, but if you admit it frankly, then the sense of loss of control in Yanchi started from the moment Erwitt fell from the sky.

It's hard to say whether he will feel regret for making the wrong decision to release the boy from Laimu, but Yanchi is not the kind of person who insists on closing his eyes and listening to it because he has enough reasons to blame others for his unlucky situation, and finally goes to extremes people.

He was just confused, and there were many unanswered questions buzzing in his head.He even suspected that Erwitt might not be able to answer him.

It is true that, as he said, Elwitt’s arrival was not to answer the banquet’s questions, but to clean up the baskets he poked. For the commander, the doubts in the lives of individual soldiers are not worthy of his solution.

Besides, Yanchi also knows that this question is not difficult, nor is he the first one.This is the most basic philosophical question, who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going.In the development of an individual's mental journey, only he himself can finally answer this question and be accepted by him.

But Yanchi still feels that Alwitt's classic "you'll know when you grow up, these problems are not a problem" still annoys him.

Although according to Erwitt's age, the elderly members of Congress may still be children to him, but Yanchi can be sure that Erwitt will not say "youth" to them very helplessly.And to say this to a veteran who has been in the army for four or five years, is it not humiliating?

The humiliated Yanchi was brooding and very unhappy.

But speaking of...

How old is Alwitt?

This question is really a mystery to Yanchi, because everyone knows that many, many years must have passed since Alwitt was born in the laboratory, and even human timing standards have changed.

The previous calendar was the solar calendar and the lunar calendar, but now they don’t even know the coordinates of the Milky Way. Although according to the old habits, a day is still divided into 24 hours, and an hour is still six 10 minutes. There are forty or fifty days in a month, and the distribution of day and night is not what it used to be.

Therefore, in order to calculate Erwitt’s age rigorously and correctly, the first thing is to convert the two timekeeping methods. For the real new generation like Yanchi, the knowledge required for this kind of mental work includes history and mathematics, not so easy.

Yanchi struggled with the calculation method of Erwitt's age, so that his brain was fully occupied while advancing mechanically, and only then did he feel that Erwitt's regular and slow breathing sound was not so clear and obvious.

Since they were quite silent when there were eight people, they will only be more silent now when there are two people.Yanchi didn't want to break the silence, but just thought about a series of conversions and the exact year of Erwitt's birth, and recalled the data released by the Red Dragon in the middle, so that a group of mech enthusiasts could even guess its performance and battery life. I was distracted and thought about whether he could be exempted if his genetic test report met the requirements for mecha driving.

Generally yes, there are precedents for such things.

Some people are born alone, are not good at getting along with others, and are not good commanders, but they can pilot mechas. In this case, fighting and fighting even endangered the lives of comrades, or they have massacre genes, and they can still drive mechas because of natural people. Humans are exempted because they are as scarce as artificial people, they can perform tasks independently, and even have relative preferential treatment in daily life.

The lack of resources makes the socialized jungle law prevail. Of course, lions living in groups are the best military force, but cheetahs and crocodiles also have their own room for development.

Yanchi knew that this strategy was determined by Le Lunai, just as the current political situation where the military and the Congress check and balance each other was also determined by her.

In recent years, compared with Elwitt, who has always been in the actual position, Le Renne, who is the first perfect artificial human, rarely appears, and even only retains one congressional seat, which is never absent all the year round.For the new generation, she has even become a symbol and a legend rather than a real existence.

But Le Lunay is also active in the founding history, as the great mother of this country.One of Yanchi's favorite words and deeds that has been widely circulated is that when they first landed on the new earth, people had to decide what kind of country to build.

The surviving nobles of the Galactic Empire resolutely elected Le Lunay and Elwitt to be co-emperors at the same time.

To be honest, this proposal seemed reasonable at the time, even now there are still many people who think that if the emperor is these two, they will not object.

But Le Lunai resolutely refused, and Erwitt also remained silent and refused to accept it—Yanchi always believed that they had maintained a consensus in most cases during the long voyage, which is the biggest reason why human beings can survive to this day, of course This may also have something to do with the fact that their birth years were within 20 years and they were designed by the same experimental group-the process was deadlocked.

In the end, Le Lunai made a final decision and said a sentence that still seems deafening: If human beings have developed to the present, can leave the Milky Way, find a new earth, and experience the glory and decline of an interstellar empire, they still cannot find a better world than the imperial system. An excellent political system, then perhaps those of us who "saved all mankind" can all commit suicide and apologize.

Yanchi thinks this sentence is very cool with Le Rennay himself. Not everyone can put their trust in democratic government and free will, not in the rule of individual heroes.After all, the lifespan of artificial people is much longer, and it is reasonable to say that they still have the ability to reproduce. It may be easier to maintain the rule of an empire than natural people.

In the end, they established a basic political system, with Le Rennay's persistence as the basic outline. It is precisely because of this that although Le Rennay only has one congressional seat, he is still called "our great mother."

From an emotional point of view, she is indeed the mother in the hearts of new humans.

Yanchi's curiosity about Le Lunai is not as good as his trust in Le Lunai and his strange impression of his hometown. Perhaps even though it has been a long time since he was not born from the womb, human beings still can't help being nostalgic for the similar temperature.This instinctive need can still be aroused even through teaching materials and promotional strategies.

And his feelings for Elwitt are much more complicated.Once the rebellious psychology sprouts from the hearts of teenagers, there will soon be things that are not pleasing to the eye.And the one who didn't like the banquet was Erwitt, who was regarded as an idol by the whole army.Objectively speaking, he also admits that Erwitt has never been unsuitable, regardless of his strength or appearance, but he has lived in an environment that worships Erwitt all the year round, and the banquet happens to worship idols. Sneering, he just felt that life was sad, and by the way, he formed a conditioned reflex on the emotional link, seeing Alwitt's face made him feel uncomfortable all over.

In addition, he found a sense of disobedience by staring at Erwitt's face. From then on, thinking of his perfect symmetry made him feel hairy all over his body. Naturally, he couldn't feel better. After seeing the real person and being shocked by his behavior of beheading Eris neatly, The mood is still very complicated and not natural at all.

He just hoped Erwitt would at least not find out about this, and even if he did, he wouldn't understand.

He wants face.

The heart is chaotic, the face is sinking like water, the banquet pool is at a loss, and I feel that my thoughts are going back to Erwitt, and I find that the sound of Xisuo nearby is not quite right.

He glanced at Elwitt, met those golden eyes, and Yanchi knew that he was also aware of it.This body type can be a triangular antelope, or it can be...

Before Yanchi's speculation was over, he saw a piece of sackcloth. His body movements were faster than his brain's, and he raised his hand to shoot.

The double-tube ion gun can also fire gunpowder bullets for different needs.

The marksmanship was very accurate, even though he didn't have time to aim in desperation, Yan Chi saw the figure flickering and fell down behind the trees.It was extremely quiet in the jungle for a moment.

There should be no other wooden figures around, and Yanchi vigilantly pushed aside the branches and leaves, and saw a short-haired wooden figure lying face down on the ground, with bright red blood soaking the sackcloth and the fallen leaves beside it from the back. .

He himself did not expect that under such circumstances, he would fire his gun so quickly, and he was still in a state of being unable to react, so he bent down very calmly and turned the person over, and began to identify whether it was theirs or not according to the normal procedure. mission target.

There were some fallen leaves and dirt on that face, but it was still easy to distinguish.

The banquet pool trembled violently.

Alwitt, who followed from the side, had already expected it when he recognized the pointed ear with a gap, and seeing Yanchi slowly backing away, with a panicked expression as if his worldview collapsed, made him even more certain.

But he really doesn't want to confront and appease a teenager with a fractured worldview without help in the middle of a perilous jungle.

Leto should really improve the psychological state evaluation indicators. Obviously, the value of Yanchi is qualified, but the specific performance is...

Alwitt didn't know whether to say his condolences at this time, or to follow his heart and say that we should take this person with us and leave now.

Yanchi squatted down slowly against the huge ancient wood, staring at the face of the wooden figure, trembling uncontrollably.