imperfections

It was New Year's Eve in Watteau Standard Time.

At the beginning of this year, the Pirates of Glory withdrew from the First Galaxy and formally surrendered. The star of the alliance, Votto, was still as radiant as the center of the universe after dusting off.

Lin Jingheng and the Silver Ten Guards appeared near the heart of the rose, and they caught a glimpse, like a shooting star that was caught off guard and crossed the sky, making many versions of legends.

The first half of this year is full of hope and miracles. The devastated human world has recovered from the nightmare, and gradually revealed a little vitality and hope.

However, the good times didn't last long, and the second half of the page took a sharp turn for the worse. The Pirate Freedom Legion emerged and replaced all the old saboteurs with a destructive momentum, becoming the cancer of the new world.

The orders of the Alliance Central Committee became more and more absurd, and the ambitious Central Army began to have their own ghosts.The two unbelievable political assassinations were like two torpedoes, completely shattering the calm waters of the First Galaxy.

The turbulent undercurrent made this New Year's Eve extraordinarily desolate.

"Can the signal be more stable?" Lu Bixing asked, "It's easy to miss key information like this."

"Chief, you are floating in space, so don't ask for high-definition effects," said a guard of the Silver Tenth Guard who has been helping him. He has become familiar with him day and night during these days, and he has started talking casually, "Wotto The monitoring of the nearby jump point is very strict, we illegally use the remote signal, and we have to be careful not to be found and tracked by others, this effect is not bad.”

No matter how small the mechs are, they are not flies, and they can't get close to the atmosphere unless they go through legal means. Of course, they can't land on Votto in a big way, so they can only wait and see what happens from a distance.

"Be careful," Lin Jingheng said, "Wulff's public funeral is scheduled for tomorrow. Liu Yuanzhong from Rose Heart just sent me a message saying that the commanders of the Central Army have already set off, and it's almost time to arrive today."

Wang Ailun, who was suspended from his post, succeeded miserably, and secretly contacted the commanders of the Central Army like a bereaved dog. In the past few days, he has probably cheated some trust by acting skills and a three-inch tongue. The Central Army gathered outside the first galaxy The commanders-in-chief obviously intended to attend this inter-epochal public funeral.

Li Fulan frowned and said, "They just trust Wang Ailun so much? They're too careless."

"It doesn't necessarily mean that I believe Wang Ailun. According to Liu's news, they set off last night and only yesterday. If they want to catch up with the funeral, they have to go straight to Votto in one day. It's only possible that they drove through the transition point in the mecha. Didn't you see it? The Central Army has reached the point of blatantly ignoring the first galaxy's armed security laws. Since it has come, it is probably because the visitor is not good, and it is impossible not to be unarmed." Lin Jingheng unfastened his wrist buckle, and took out a new box of nutrition from the small refrigerator The ointment was given to everyone for breakfast, "The Central Army and Wang Ailun probably hit it off, one wanted to bring them in, the other was armed and confident, and wanted to take a share in the struggle for power in the Central Alliance."

Lu Bixing hurriedly said: "In the material warehouse of this mecha, there is a steak that was secretly hidden by the previous people. I saw it."

Lin Jingheng raised her eyelids: "No smoking, no fire, no spray on mechs below medium size, engineer, have you forgotten the safety instructions?"

Zhanlu, who knew everything, interjected: "This scene is really nostalgic. After you said this last time, you separated a separate training room for Principal Lu to put a humidifier."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

How come this kid's ban period has passed again.

Lu Bixing shook his head melancholy: "See, before coaxing me into his hands, he called my name an octave lower, asked me to turn on the humidifier in the mecha, and he said yes to whatever I said. Now, eat and drink enough It's not new, it's just like this, your boss is this kind of man!"

A group of guards from the Silver Tenth Guards booed after him.

Lu Bixing: "Why do we still eat 'snot' on New Year's Eve?"

Lin Jingheng was angry and funny: "What does New Year's Eve in Wattori have to do with you?"

Lu Bixing said as a matter of course: "It has something to do with you."

Li Fulan and Bayer Shile, who were next to them, picked up half of them, suddenly heard this sentence, and were shocked at the same time, and quickly exchanged glances with each other—the captains of the Silver Ten Guards, although they seem to be a bunch of unreliable The veteran ruffian, after all, has also experienced ups and downs in the power center of the central alliance. Of course, he understands the hidden opposition and rebellion behind the two sets of calendars.

In the eighth galaxy, Lin Jingheng was not the only one who secretly compared the Wattarian calendar because he was not used to the independent chronology, but no one expected the chief to speak out so loudly.

Li Fulan couldn't figure out what Lu Bixing meant, so he tried to change the topic tactfully, pretending not to understand, and said to him solemnly: "Silver Fortress has no concept of New Year. Others celebrate New Year, and the security requirements are higher. Holidays are the most stressful time for us, aren't you, Commander?"

Lu Bixing smiled at him like a man: "Hey, don't be nervous, I have no other intentions."

Bayer's eyes rolled: "We...in private, sometimes we do refer to the Wattory calendar, otherwise it would be easy to get confused - Chief, do you mind?"

"Of course I mind!" Lu Bixing said frankly.

Bayer's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that Lu Bixing's expression eased again: "But eight hundred million new immigrants are using it, and even Jingheng is carrying my Chavotori, which made me often have nightmares for a while, dreaming that you said this place is not good. Okay, don’t wait, turn around and fly away with the calendar on—but what else can I do, I have to find more names and set up public holidays every year, ask the cultural department to organize more commemorative activities, and give discounts and promotions to major businesses Create the environment, slowly subvert the Watau calendar from customs... Can't you remember the day when you pay your salary every month?"

Bayer subconsciously followed him and relaxed a little.

Lu Bixing rolled his eyes: "I'm not used to the independent calendar, it's not easy to use, do you think you can't even count your own age?"

In all three events, Bayer couldn't admit that he was too happy, so he just lowered his head and rubbed his nose.Lu Bixing spread his hands: "But so what, the eighth galaxy is so good, and the chief executive is so handsome, don't you all have to hold your nose and bear it?"

Li Fulan and Bayer laughed together.

Lin Jingheng looked at him, but inexplicably recalled the deceitful headmaster of Xinghai Academy in Beijing's β star who was cheating students while pouring chicken soup, and suddenly felt something——

In his early years, he left the luxurious Votto to the icy Silver Fortress, then fell into the Heart of Rose, and drifted to the distant eighth galaxy. Now, he revisited the old place along the opposite path.

Lu Bixing walked from under the dome of the Starry Sky Auditorium to the Galaxy City Command Center, and now, he seems to be back under the same starry sky again... only this starry sky is wider, naturally long, and it doesn't cost 600 million.

People and things, going round and round, after several twists and turns, several times of rebirth... It seems to have returned to the place where it all started.

Lu Bixing: "Commander, the engineer thinks it's a trivial matter to make a temporary fireproof insulation layer, so can we grill the steak?"

Before Lin Jingheng could answer, at this moment, the energy alarm in the mecha sounded.

Zhanlu: "Energy alert."

The number of energy alarms on the mecha jumped higher and higher, and Li Fulan stood up suddenly: "It should be a heavy armor team, pay attention to dodge and hide."

A moment later, a large fleet consisting of hundreds of hyperspace heavy armors drove over mightily, approaching Votto with live ammunition, and the logos of the central armies of various galaxies were on the armor.

Bayer murmured, "Is this mourning or rebellion? How did they get in?"

"It's not surprising, Woolf just died, Wang Ailun was suspended, the center of the alliance was panicked, and the alliance army probably didn't know who to listen to," Li Fulan said, "It is likely that Wang Ailun let him in under the name of Woolf. ...I thought Woolf was assassinated, and the Central Army and the Alliance could work together again to fight against the enemy.”

"Of course we have to join forces," Lin Jingheng said, "but the last time the alliance was led by Woolf, this time no one can hold back the situation, and the central armies of the various galaxies probably want to take this opportunity to fight for more autonomy and the right to speak. "

While speaking, Voto's planetary defense system has already responded. On the capital star, the anti-missile and defense systems are turned on to the maximum.

Lin Jingheng: "Can you find a way to enter their communication channel?"

"Let me try," Lu Bixing, who had quit working as an engineer for more than ten years, muttered, "The encryption method of the Central Army is very special, I have never seen it before..."

Lin Jingheng frowned: "We should bring some technical soldiers from Baiyinsan."

After he lost his voice, there was a "squeak" in the communication channel on the mecha, and after a burst of noise, he quietly hacked into the communication channel of the Central Army.Lu Bixing, like a male peacock irritated by a small flower umbrella, performed super-level. He glanced at Lin Jingheng with provocative eyes, and stood up as if nothing had happened: "Okay."

Amidst the noise came a warning from the Voto Guards: "...if the illegal armed forces get closer, it will be regarded as an invasion, and we will use force..."

The Central Army replied: "We are here at the invitation of the Alliance Central Committee to attend the marshal's funeral."

Voto Guards: "Without special approval, armed starships are not allowed in the first galaxy. You have constituted an illegal invasion!"

"Who said we didn't have special approval?" The Central Army was playing hooligans on the spot, "Secretary General Wang sent it in person, the special approval signed by the old marshal before his death, and the old marshal's bones are not cold yet, some people in the alliance are starting to sit still? Make way! "

Immediately afterwards, the heavy armor in the front row of the Central Army suddenly fired a row of high-energy particle cannons. The Voto Guards did not expect the opponent to be so barbaric.The guard mechs were the first to bear the brunt. The mech shields melted into a row under the accumulated high temperature, and the formation immediately became chaotic. The whistling flow of high-energy particles flew past and crashed into Votto's planetary magnetic field. The ground network of the entire planet was destroyed. There was a bit of turmoil.

Bayer whistled.

"General," he blurted out the wrong title, "When the management committee forced you to go back to Watto for investigation, I imagined this scene countless times. Why did we disarm and fight directly from the Silver Fortress? If you go out, even those useless young master soldiers in the Silver Fortress are willing to follow you and sweep the first galaxy for a few days."

Everyone—the management committee, Woolf, Lin Jingshu...all of them are noble and elegant, and all of them are doing everything they can. Only Lin Jingheng, who is smart on the outside and stupid on the inside, is stubbornly stuck on the bottom line and refuses to fall off.

He and them are like people who play chess with two sets of rules on the same chessboard. Others show their teeth and claws, and go to heaven and earth, but he himself is the only one who binds himself and binds his hands and feet.

Lu Bixing sighed: "My general, your survival to the end is all due to your luck. You have used up all your luck. No wonder you can only draw a half-dead character when you draw a random character."

"Stop talking nonsense," Lin Jingheng said decisively, "Give me the spirit net, and we'll sneak in while we're in the chaos."

The central army suddenly launched an attack, and the coalition troops stationed in the surrounding military fortresses were also very confused. They didn't know whether they were listening to Wang Ailun and other old military commissions, or the Woto government, and they were in a dilemma for a while.

Votto's local defenders are far and near helpless, and they will be defeated when they meet each other, but no one on both sides dares to use missiles-on such a scale, such a distance, once the star missiles fire, Votto is a dangerous man trembling on the cliff of the storm. egg.

The cooperation of the central army was perfect, and after firing, they were no longer merciful. Three consecutive waves of high-energy particle cannons that did not know the angle accurately crashed into the Woto defenders. The protective cover of the armor completely melted, and the weapon arsenal that was hit exploded in the air, blowing out a hole in his team!

Fragments and scattered mechs flew here and there, scuttling through space like deadly ocean waves, pulled back and forth by planetary gravity and streams of high-energy particles.

Although Zhanlu's unstable, but wide enough mental net quietly spread out, a small mecha pilot of the Woto Guard Army who was running around like a headless fly suddenly fell down, and the spare pilot hurriedly tried to go online to regain the spiritual net, but He was thrown out by the sudden weightlessness inside the mecha, and he hit the cabin wall and passed out.

Unknowingly, the mecha changed hands. It cleverly avoided a wave of high-energy particles, and got out of the chaotic battlefield like a ghost.

The Central Army unleashed another wave of particle cannons, and the turbulent electromagnetic field completely wiped out the communications of the Votto Guards this time.No one noticed that at the edge of the particle flow, two small mechs docked together the moment they passed by!

The guards of the Silver Ten Guards moved very quickly. After the two mechas docked, they transferred to the new mecha within five seconds.

"Commander, be careful!"

A downed Woto Defender mecha crashed into it at high speed, and Lin Jingheng, who had not had time to board the new mecha, was grabbed by Lu Bixing's arm and dragged over. At the same time, Lin Jingheng resolutely handed herself over to Lu Bixing, through the spiritual network, disconnected the joint of the two mechas, controlled the two mechas with one person, and quickly adjusted their positions.

Lu Bixing slammed him onto his body, and the masks of the two spacesuits collided. Almost at the same time, the hatch of the small mecha fell, and the air pressure immediately returned to its original position. The small mecha that was abandoned by them accelerated suddenly under the remote control of Lin Jingheng. It crashed into the burning wreckage and was blown to pieces.

Bayer was very sad in his heart: "...Farewell, Steak."

Li Fulan has already cleaned up the original pilots on the mecha, each with a strong anesthesia injection. After the incident, they were tied up in a coffin-like medical cabin. The small mecha was in the hands of Lin Jingheng. Clumsily struggling in the cracks of the high-energy particle stream just now, he slipped into the chaotic front of the two armies like a fish, and didn't even rub off the special paint on the outside of the fuselage.

Immediately afterwards, the communication intranet of the Voto Guard Army barely recovered: "I can't stand it anymore, withdraw!"

Lin Jingheng manipulated the mecha among the remnants of the Woto Guard Army, and slowly changed into the Guard Army uniform: "This is the new leader of the Guard Army? I haven't seen it before. Where did he get promoted? He used to be the workshop director of the Military Uniform Factory." Bar?"

The Central Army, which had been holding its breath for decades, used high-energy particle cannons to drive the Voto Guards into a scramble, slapped the Alliance Center in the face heavily, and surrounded Voto in such a grandiose manner—half of the heavy armor occupied Of all the interstellar waterways around Woto, the remaining half directly landed in Woto's guard mecha transceiver station.

The heavy-armored hatch opened, and the mighty near-ground mech vehicle drove out, driving directly into the central area of ​​the alliance with an irresistible force.

There is no one on the street. The army in the Voto Guard Army has erected an electromagnetic fence around the central area. However, since the low-Earth orbit has been taken away, the electromagnetic fence is completely a decoration, and it is forced by densely packed armored vehicles. Step back inch by inch.

The situation in the entire First Galaxy is on the verge of breaking out——

At the same time, the capital star headquarters of the second galaxy had just dawned, and the guards were changing day and night. The officers in the headquarters who stayed up late waiting to hear the news began to collectively order coffee. Suddenly, the energy system of the headquarters was shut down. The guard's eyes were wide open, and before he could react, an honest security robot next to him turned his head suddenly, and a laser gun penetrated his forehead.

In the third galaxy, in the sleeping capital, countless mech vehicles suddenly poured into the city center, and the invulnerable chipman thugs came out one after another.

The fourth galaxy, the fifth galaxy...

The chip people hidden in the crowd tore off the hideous camouflage, and showed their fangs towards the ignorant people. The interstellar transition point was quickly controlled, and the remote signal could not be sent!

And the commanders-in-chief of the central armies of the various galaxies thought they had captured Votto.