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Eighth Galaxy Standard Time, exactly 10:00 AM.

Votto Standard Time, 18:25 in the evening.

Turan only brought thirty mechas, but they were not small mechas, but the hyperspace heavy armor produced by the eighth galaxy itself.

For the most elite vanguard army, "thirty" is a magical number. No matter how small the firepower is, no matter how high it is, a certain amount of mobility must be sacrificed. Thirty mechas are in the hands of Turan. Ghosts can also be like sharp knives.She listened to the busy communication coming from the opposite side of Rose Heart, the preheated muzzle was hanging, like a peerless swordsman with a sword on her knees, her expression was very calm - so calm that she almost looked like a longhorn.

"General Turan, the expedition experimenter is reporting to you."

"Well, come." Turan nodded, watching Mint, who was wearing a researcher's white coat, walking towards her.

"General, I was ordered to send equipment support. Sixteen experimental starships equipped with amplifiers have been prepared," Mint raised his hand, and the personal terminal automatically popped up. Detailed and complicated equipment anatomy maps were spread from the ceiling to the Ground, "Simply put, natural wormholes are very easy to collapse. What we have done before is to prevent this kind of collapse so that they can pass through safely. Now the interference waves on these sixteen starships will have the opposite effect, causing natural wormholes to collapse. The energy disorder in the hole area can block the wormhole area for a certain period of time."

Turan asked: "How big is the 'mesh' after the blockade, and how many bugs can get in?"

Mint: "Even if a mech the size of a beetle flies into the other side, it will cause the wormhole to collapse and be caught in the turbulence of time and space."

"Okay, stand by and wait for instructions from the command center."

Mint breathed a sigh of relief, everything was ready, waiting for the results of the meeting in the command center.

Mint suddenly said: "I don't know what result the command center will give...General, are you also from Watuo?"

"Huh? How come?" Turan smiled, "Do I look like a rich girl?"

Mint blinked. Turan's hands were very rough, which was caused by years of rigorous training. His long military career allowed the military temperament to cover up everything.

"I was born in the fifth galaxy," Turan said. "At that time, the law on the management of in vitro baby breeding had not yet been issued. Private baby breeding centers had just emerged, and the management was chaotic. A private baby breeding center had just opened for activities. Help the newlyweds to participate in the event, the first prize is free collection of cells from both parties to grow a baby - I was the one who played the game, my parents broke up before I was born, and threw me to the baby care center. Baby care center Later, it was illegally banned, and we were taken away by the government. Later, because of our outstanding mental strength, we were confusedly selected by the Silver Ten Guards to become a reserve army. I was almost the last batch of reserve army, and I stopped recruiting after that. It is said that It was General Lu Xin's suggestion that he wanted the Silver Ten Guards to gradually integrate into the alliance, and then start recruiting people from major military academies like a normal team... Unfortunately, it didn't happen."

Mint asked: "Then are you homesick, General? If one day we go head-to-head with the Alliance, what will you do?"

Turan evaded the important point very briefly: "Me? Now that I have a commander in chief, of course I will obey orders unconditionally."

Mint asked: "Then do you still... believe in the Declaration of Freedom?"

"Believe me," Turan replied without much hesitation, but she paused, and then said, "But to tell you the truth, little girl, it feels good to be able to obey orders and not have to make decisions or take responsibility for everything."

Mint:"……"

Turan himself took the lead in violating the rules of banning open flames on mechs, and lowered his head to light a cigarette: "Ye Gong is good at dragons, he will still fight for dragons, people, tsk—come, get me the Galaxy City Command Center, I will smoke some beauty!" The man replenishes his spirit."

Galactic City Command Center——

"We have been sending requests for calls, and they have been lost forever." Li Fulan's face sank, "We have reason to believe that the alliance has a lot of opinions on the independence of the eighth galaxy... Yes, President Lu, just when the communication was disconnected Not long ago, the intelligence department of our first guard managed to enter the alliance intranet, and found a report on the voice of the eighth galaxy in the Votto Daily not long ago. The title was "resolutely resist illegal independence, the alliance center refuses to cooperate 'Diplomatic' call'."

Anakin shrugged and said, "This at least proves that Duke didn't intercept our message to the Alliance Central."

Thomas Yang was afraid that Lu Bixing would not understand Votto Daily, so he quickly explained to the side: "Votuo Daily is the pug dog of the league center. Drag the commander out and scold them, my commander is their food and clothing, their market guarantee."

Poisson Yang saw that his brother began to run around the mech unreliably, fearing that he would anger the commander again, so he kicked Thomas under the table: "His point is that the attitude of the Votto Daily represents the attitude of the Central Committee of the Alliance. "

After finishing speaking, he glanced carefully at Lin Jingheng, but to his surprise, although Lin Jingheng looked a little inexplicably tired, but his face was fine, and he was very calm, and he didn't mean to lose his temper: "Continue."

"We have also collected some unofficial discussions. Many of the folk stories have never been groundless, and we have extracted some information from them," Li Fulan said. "First, the Alliance is worried that the Central Army will not obey the leadership; second, the galaxies are also worried The alliance returned to before the war, and became such a citizen again; third, there are rumors that Chief Lu's rainbow virus experiment was successful, and there is a super armed force ready to invade the alliance at any time - I think this rumor reflects the alliance's attitude towards 'outside pirates' ' just shows that the military cannot give the people enough confidence."

Lin Jingheng frowned, and quickly exchanged a look with Lu Bixing.

Li Fulan didn't know that these so-called "rumors" were not all fabricated. The successful case of the rainbow virus experiment was in this conference room, but he gave up on going further.

But Lu Bixing's experiments were all conducted in secret, and the eighth galaxy has been closed for so many years, why are there such rumors?

Lu Bixing smiled, and touched Lin Jingheng's shoe toe under the table: "It's all right, General Li, it's not a rumor, I do have a super weapon that is unparalleled, don't you all?"

Turan said faintly on the remote communication terminal: "A gay guy poured ecstasy soup on a group of men, and the scene of 'shooting flowers' with moral depravity, commander, who is blushing, I will remember it for you."

Li Fulan coughed dryly, glared at Turan, and continued to say seriously: "Just judging from the content of Order [-], and the magnitude and location of the alliance's second troop increase, the alliance is hostile to us." , which is very strange."

The captain of the First Guard stood up, turned on his personal terminal, and a huge amount of data was poured out on the conference table: "This is all the data about the Central Army and the Alliance collected by the First Guard more than 200 days ago, including the organization, Combat strength, armed forces, and order of magnitude—after we have sorted it out comprehensively, we believe that if this trend continues, the military strength of the two sides will maintain a relatively balanced state within two to three years, and then it depends on the game between the major galaxies and the central government Technology exploded."

"At the Heart of Rose, the alliance was forced by the situation because of the central army's protection, and let us leave, and did not express any opinion on the independence of the eighth galaxy. According to your inference, it has only been more than 200 days. The relationship between the alliance and the central army It is unlikely that the game situation will be one-sided. Then there are two situations, either, Order [-] has other meanings, the Alliance is not targeting the eighth galaxy, but is using this attitude to cover up something; or the Central Army and the Alliance in the We have reached an agreement on the issue of the eight galaxies, and they all think that we are a threat, and my emotional card is invalid." Lu Bixing said this, and turned to Lin Jingheng meaningfully, "It seems that there is no contract in black and white, and the emotional card is not reliable, Commander-in-Chief .”

Lin Jingheng didn't realize the implication of his words at all, and nodded quite seriously: "I prefer the former - I don't know if it is difficult for the alliance and the Central Army to reach an agreement, but when it comes to the critical moment, destroy the Their alliance is very simple, after all, there is a list of forbidden fruits in Zhanlu. I didn't say anything in the heart of the rose for what reason, Woolf should know it well."

After he finished speaking, the entire conference table, including Turan, who was far away from the wormhole, was silent, and a group of people stared at him. Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "What's the problem?"

The generals of the Ten Silver Guards lowered their heads collectively like quails, saying that there was absolutely nothing, and that the commander was right in everything he said.

The commander-in-chief is not slow at all, it must be because the chief's gesture of proposing marriage is too subtle.

With a little helplessness, Lu Bixing looked at him with a half-smile.

Lin Jingheng: "So Order No. [-] may also have another function—to frighten us into closing the passages of the natural wormhole area."

"Indeed," Lu Bixing restrained his joke, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "In the complex situation and the single and sparse information sources, the terrain of the eighth galaxy is easy to defend and difficult to attack. For us, the current most The best solution is to close the wormhole channel, the expedition team should send the interference ship to Turanna, right?"

Turan: "Chief, I have received it."

"Think about it differently, the outside world doesn't know much about my information, so this is more like a bet against Jingheng by several mysterious forces," Lu Bixing said slowly, "With the lessons learned from the borders of seven or eight galaxies back then, you escaped death When you come back, will you make the same mistakes again?"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound from Turan, and the eyes of the meeting room were focused on the communication screen.

"There are abnormal energy fluctuations on the opposite side of the wormhole," Turan said in a deep voice, "It should be that something is trying to pass through, and some communication information is mixed in - Mint!"

"Yes, decode it immediately."

Lord could feel that his man-machine compatibility had dropped to a very dangerous threshold.Under the cover of his colleagues, he escaped from Duke's heavy armor, and was chased by pirates from the "Anti-Ukraine Society". That's it, the fuselage has been damaged beyond recognition, and the gravity and air pressure in the mech can no longer be maintained. Lord put on the spacesuit, tied himself up and fixed himself, and stuck the last injection of soothing agent into his body.

The cramped muscles made him curl up in pain—hold on a little longer, Lord thought, and the Heart of the Rose will be here soon.

Through the mental net, he gritted his teeth and watched the pursuers behind him. The soothing agent forcibly increased his mental power. Lord yelled and made the fifth emergency jump. An unbearable sense of tearing came. The alarm in the armor became a mess, and Lord's eyes went dark.

The emergency jump was successful!

He returned to the heart of the rose, which was heavily guarded by the frontier guards of the first galaxy, and the pirates dared not chase it!

Lord was relieved. At this moment, a long-distance signal came over, and it was the border guards who wanted to check his identity.Lord gasped in embarrassment: "I am the representative of the border guards stationed in the first galaxy, Colonel Lord, and I was ordered to accompany General Duke back to Votto. On the way, I was attacked by pirates from the Anti-Ukraine Society. General Duke was assassinated. Hurry up, I To talk to the eighth galaxy..."

Before he finished speaking, he was locked on by the cold muzzle.

Lord was stunned: "I am..."

"General Duke ordered to cut off the communication with the eighth galaxy. There are traitors in our army." The other party said coldly, "If you don't want to die, disarm and wait for the catch. Don't play tricks."

Lord's mind was blank, and he heard his heavy breathing clearly. The next moment, several mechas of the border guards surrounded him.The naive colonel lived peacefully for decades, and was once again pushed to the forefront of the times, and he really felt the shocking undercurrent below.

"Go to the eighth galaxy and find Lin Jingheng."

"Ask for help from the eighth galaxy—"

Lord suddenly used the remaining energy to accelerate the mecha to the maximum speed, and the small mecha that looked like broken copper was thrown out suddenly, and at the same time, the other party also fired at him mercilessly.Lord's protective cover had already been wiped out. As long as he was rubbed by the gunfire, he would immediately turn into a ball of scorched earth. He didn't dare to look back, and he dodged left and right instinctively. However, how could the mecha be faster than the particle cannon?

On the Spirit Net, one can see superimposed particle cannons rushing towards him unavoidably.

Lord closed his eyes.

At this moment, several mechas suddenly appeared, and a temporary protective cover was added to Lord's small mecha, which could barely resist the particle cannon that hit it. The huge energy impact blasted Lord's small mecha. To the heart of the rose of great gravity.

"He has accomplices!"

"This type of mecha is the Anti-Ukraine Society, it really is a traitor!"

Lord suddenly turned his head in the spiritual network, and found that the small mechas that rescued him had the logo of the Anti-Uganda Society on them. What's going on?Lord felt that his brain was about to explode, but as the wormhole area approached, he had no time to think about it.

The border guards of the first galaxy used a signal jammer. Lord gritted his teeth and slammed into it with his own fuselage. A message with blood penetrated the communication blockade and arrived at the eighth galaxy: "General Duke was assassinated and killed , Marshal Woolf is under their control, please help the eighth galaxy! General Lin, save us!"

Turan stood up suddenly: "What did you say? Duke is dead!"

Lord's mecha caught fire, and he couldn't open his eyes in the violent explosion. Immediately afterwards, the tail of the mecha was hit by a missile that followed, and the small amount of gas in the cabin made the lingering little mecha explode like fireworks. It exploded, like a match that only burns for a second in a lifetime.

That year, the fledgling boy knocked on the general's door, touched his heels slightly, and nervously saluted a standard salute: "General Lin!"

The man turned his head, most of his face was hidden in the shadows, only showing a cold profile and gray eyes, he nodded slightly at him.

Lord heard his heart beating wildly.

"Ulan College's 260th honorary graduate, Andrew Brandon Lord reports to you. I hope to follow in your footsteps and fight for the Union for life. Long live the Declaration of Freedom!"

Hope to follow in your footsteps...

"boom"!

"Wait a minute, General Turan, another communication." Mint said in a deep voice, "The decoding is about to be completed..."

"This is the Border Guard of the First Galaxy. Greetings to the Chief and Commander of the Eighth Galaxy. General Duke ordered us to disconnect from the Eighth Galaxy in a crisis situation. General Duke is currently out of contact. Whether he was assassinated is currently unknown. Pirate spies have been infiltrated within our army, and just now they forcibly broke through our encirclement, and sent false news to our compatriots in the eight star systems, please don’t believe it. Repeat, don’t believe it—”

The latter is well-founded, and a video clip of a military recorder is attached.

Turan suddenly turned to the communication terminal: "Commander!"

Eighth Galaxy Standard Time, 13:34 p.m.

Votto Standard Time, 21:59 late at night.

In the wormhole area of ​​the eighth galaxy, sixteen interference starships released interference at the same time.

The hesitant eighth galaxy has closed the wormhole passage.

At the same time, news flew to the Alliance Parliament Secretariat and "Never Isle".

Lin Jingshu took a long breath of defeat: "Do it, I won."