imperfections

However, for this kindness, the one-eyed eagle did not appreciate it.

The one-eyed eagle listened to this sentence, which was similar to "close the door and let the dogs go", his eyebrows jumped on the spot, almost beyond the hairline: "Isn't it just to clean up a few bums? Why are you pretending that the galaxy is so big? Lin Jingheng , you can’t live without a pose, can you?”

Lin Jingheng replied flatly: "Whatever you think in your heart, you can see it in your eyes."

Sister Smelly also came back to her senses. Under the threat of eight missiles, this slender and unattractive man showed admirable integrity, and directly sent a voice: "Bah, I still have three thousand brothers. We would rather die than surrender!"

Lin Jingheng sneered: "You want to give me 3000 heads? That's too polite, so why not?"

Lu Bixing: "..."

Regardless of General Lin's mental strength, this usually silent mouth is really amazing in fighting power, fighting both the enemy and us, without losing the slightest bit.

Just when he was shaking his head in amused and helpless manner, Lin Jingheng glanced at him unintentionally. For a moment, the former general of the alliance felt a "thump" in his heart, suspecting that his image in Lu Bixing's heart was not very good.

He doesn't respect the old and doesn't love the young, has a bad temper, and likes to play tricks.

But what can be done?During his long military career, "showing off" and "pretentiousness" have become part of his life.

In the First Galaxy, no one cares about how many battles the generals have fought, how many pirates they have destroyed, what military theories and national defense insights they have - the topic is everything.Whether it is praise or infamy, it doesn't matter even if the media is full of black material about him, as long as it is not forgotten by the people who have been at peace for more than 200 years.

Because Watto needs someone like him, and the Alliance Council needs a garish, arrogant, vicious, dictator image that no one can do anything about him, as a public villain.

The alliance is "equal and free". What can the equal and free alliance do to prevent the seven galaxies from having military autonomy?This is unreasonable, so there must be such a "big villain" on the table.He must be able to hold back the ground and hold back the hatred, so that the central government of the alliance can "helplessly" tell the people, "We can't do anything about this person, but we are not afraid of power and have been working hard."

The parliament needs a tough villain, and the Military Commission needs him as Lu Xin's successor, a mascot to balance the internal cracks in the military. Over the years, he has deliberately maintained such an image, walking among all parties.

Otherwise, how can a young man who is less than a hundred years old be able to climb to such a high position?

Is it possible that he has the ability?

Since he left the alliance, in the past five years, Lin Jingheng has tried countless times to abandon this "image" like a shackle, and retrieve the self that was buried alive back then.

However, 30 years later, he no longer remembers what he should have been.

Maybe it's someone who can't live without posing.

"You can try to link to the spiritual network now," Lin Jingheng said suddenly, "Zhanlu's spiritual network is attached to it, and I can let him open the permissions appropriately according to your spiritual power level."

The four students were dumbfounded, and they didn't expect that the words that didn't start and didn't sign were addressed to them.

Because no one answered for a while, the scene was a bit awkward, so Lin Jingheng had to pretend to be careless and added: "But it can only be connected for a short while, such a small mecha can't withstand Zhanlu's energy consumption."

Lu Bixing jumped up at once: "What are you still doing in a daze, brat, you are not clever at all!"

One-Eyed Eagle: "You are too shameless to buy people's hearts with Zhanlu!"

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

This is Zhanlu, the number one legendary mecha in the league. How many times can a person see a heavy mecha in a lifetime?Not to mention feeling his spirit in person!

Different from the simple and rough mecha spirit net, Zhanlu with artificial intelligence is like a considerate nanny. The moment the students enter the spirit net one by one, he quickly evaluates each person's mental power level, automatically Block most of the information flow for them.

He even plays old music box music very fittingly and asks Mint: "Does this help with your anxiety?"

"...Uh, thank you, there's no need to do this." Mint was covered in goosebumps by the artificial intelligence's weird aesthetics, and quickly declined politely, "I'm mainly afraid of the empty space, there are so many people outside now, it's okay... then what, Can you close it? This sound reminds me of so many horror movies."

Zhanlu's spiritual network is extremely vast, and when he first arrives, he feels thrilling. He vaguely recalls the shock of looking up at the boundless galaxy for the first time when he was young.

It wasn't until this moment that the students realized that Big Sister Smelly and his crowd of thugs were all clearly displayed within the field of vision of the mech, and they could even faintly see their two lairs outside the sailing day.

Human consciousness is wrapped in such a spiritual network, and there is a special feeling, as if he is an ant as small as dust in the vast sea, and as if he has separated from his tiny body and become the only true god in the boundless territory.

Boundless loneliness, but also boundless freedom.

This is Zhanlu, the famous sword that was abandoned twice by the alliance.

The teenagers didn't know that, except for Zhanlu's two masters, no one had ever been allowed to step into this area.

"Follow me." Lin Jingheng's voice rang in everyone's ears, "Don't be afraid of mechs, and don't resist the spirit net. Mechas are partners, not enemies."

"General Lin," White asked cautiously, "Zhan Lu is quite gentle, but I still think 'Beijing'... and the high imitation spirit net used for training on 'Beijing' are very scary."

Lin Jingheng: "The little mecha is just shoddy and stupid, just get used to it."

While speaking, Zhanlu's spiritual network surged with thin waves. From the perspective of the mecha, time and space have become completely different things. Where they overlap with other mechas, one can clearly feel the The existence of the spiritual network.

The students felt that they were being coerced, and they ran straight into an enemy's mental net, and collectively let out short screams.

However, the next moment, they found that they had already integrated into it. The other party's mental network was like a dismantled chip, which was placed in front of them in detail. Lin Jingheng intentionally let them see clearly the whole process of invading the spiritual network, and disassembled it in great detail.

Teacher Lu saw the needles: "Although the performance of the opponent's mecha is better than that of Beijing, the matching degree of this pilot is only a little over 50%. It should be the first time to drive a mecha out, and he is a parallel importer."

His voice fell, and the other party seemed to feel that his mental network had been invaded, and he was so frightened that he lost his mind on the spot. Under the panic, his mental power fluctuated, and the matching degree fell below the 50% line. He "disconnected" before anyone could do anything. up.

"It's a novice's problem, just like the rest of you, poor psychological quality." Lu Bixing said quickly, "Can you feel the other party's mental network interface now? The lower the matching degree, the greater the gap in the interface, and the easier it is to be caught. Invasion by a person with strong mental strength——The driver of the other party has fainted, the matching degree is zero, and the interface is completely empty. Now, you can use the standard steps of linking to the Mecha Spirit Network to try to link to that mecha, and connect with it. If you succeed, you can reverse the control, don’t be afraid, the general is here.”

He put his nose on his face and directly regarded Lin Jingheng as a teaching assistant.

Lin Jingheng didn't say a word. Sister Smelly's mechs were all within the coverage of Zhanlu's spiritual network, and he swept them away like autumn leaves. Great spiritual web.

After realizing that it was too late to retreat, the formation of the "chorus" was in disarray, and Miss Smelly recruited a bunch of parallel drivers from nowhere, probably all of them were temporary workers who had been trained in a hurry, and the accidents caused by accidents caused by accidents caused by accidents. Half of the manpower was lost, those who made mistakes in operation, those who dropped out by themselves were in a mess, and occasionally some mechas were successfully controlled by a few students blindly hitting a mouse, because they basically couldn't open them, and the mechas that were controlled in the opposite direction The crazy pig rushed in, making all kinds of weird movements on the spot, which caused a lot of panic.

The huge mecha team was wiped out in a blink of an eye.

However, Lin Jingheng was not able to be imposing for too long. Once the 3 minutes were up, Zhanlu had almost exhausted the energy of the small mecha Beijing, and the mech's low energy storage alarm sounded into a ball, making it difficult to continue.

One-Eyed Eagle: "I'm just pretending to be struck by lightning, Zhanlu, you're using too much electricity!"

"Wait," Lu Bixing said, "the other party sent a call request."

Lin Jingheng: "Turn off the alarm and answer."

The "backbone" big sister yelled at them "I would rather die than submit": "Stop, stop, big brother, brother one-eyed eagle, I was wrong, I have eyes that don't know Taishan! I'm a bastard! It's not a thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, only the guaranteed energy was left in Mecha Beijing, and the spiritual net spread by Zhanlu was forced to dissipate, and the artificial intelligence became a manipulator again, and fell on Lin Jingheng's arm.

Lin Jingheng and Cyclops stood in Beijing where the electricity was about to run out, perfectly maintaining the expression of "Forget you are smart, let me spare you first", like two extraterrestrial experts who can kill and kill.

Sister Smelly was successfully bluffed by the two of them, and felt that the oppressive force just disappeared, thinking that she surrendered in time, she was relieved and smiled obsequiously: "Brother One-Eyed Eagle is right, facing Prince Gloria This kind of public enemy of mankind, we should share the same hatred! Now everything is ready, but this is missing... what do you call it?"

Lin Jingheng spat out one word indifferently: "Lin."

"What? You are the fourth brother of the black hole. Oh, I have heard about it for a long time, and seeing it once a hundred times is better than seeing it!" Sister Smelly opened her mouth wide and showed him two front teeth studded with diamonds. "We are short of talents like the fourth brother." Brother One-Eyed Eagle is my relative, my dear brother. He has been giving me discounts in business before, and today he brought the fourth brother to us. It’s full of glory! To tell you the truth, I haven’t been so lucky for a long time Now, I have to check the date when I go back, it must be that my unlucky birth star is retrograde!"

Lin Jingheng has a deeper understanding of the integrity of the people of the eight galaxies.

Just like that, the polished commander Sister Chou led them back to her lair with a forced smile, leaving behind a pile of mechs whose pilots were unconscious, floating in the universe in unspeakable pain, waiting to be recovered.

A few people came to the underground kingdom of the smugglers. It was a man-made space station. Looking from the sky, it was estimated to be more than 1 square kilometers, and half of the area was used to store mechs and weapons. The population seemed quite dense—— —In the era of the new ephemeris, it is rare to see such a dense population.

"The space is a bit limited," Sister Smelly said, "It used to be a supply station, but now I have no choice but to start living in it. A small place where a fart can hit your heel can accommodate tens of millions of people. It has reached its limit. We are also worried."

The one-eyed eagle said coldly: "You'd better not play tricks, even if we get off the mecha, it won't take much trouble to kill you."

Sister Smelly smiled wryly: "Brother, I owe you money. The final payment on the contract is [-] million 'eight coins'. I'll transfer it to you now. Do you want it?"

The eight galaxies of the alliance, because of the huge gap between rich and poor, had to use different currencies. The currencies of different galaxies have certain exchange rates. The full name of the currency of the eighth galaxies is "New Ephemeris Eighth Galaxy Universal Currency", referred to as "Eight Coins", in the era of peace , The other seven galaxies are already worthless, and now the entire alliance government is crumbling, and the panic-stricken eighth galaxy has been defeated by interstellar pirates, and the eight coins are no different from waste paper.

"To tell you the truth, we have enough supplies here, as well as plenty of weapons and mechas, but they are useless. We really lack effective combat power. We picked out a group of good-looking ones like generals. I finally taught them how to operate the mecha...you can see the level." The flattery on Sister Smelly's face disappeared a little, and she led them onto the main street.

Although it is only a space station, it already has a sense of life. Someone is setting up a small stall on the street, and the fly shop on the side of the road has just opened, and someone upstairs is drying clothes on the open-air balcony. Hearing the sound, he poked his head and looked down curiously. A few children ran and whizzed by, shouting in a very civilized manner: "I'm going to blow you up to shit! Chu Tu Tu Tu—"

"People are panicking outside now, and no one knows how long we can hide here," Sister Smelly turned down her face, and glanced at Lin Jingheng, "I've heard about the fourth brother before, and since we are destined to meet today, I will not tell anyone about it." Secret words—Beijing β and Planet Gloria can’t go back. In the past few days, news has come that Prince Gloria’s guards have blown up three planets in total, blocked the interstellar arteries, and called all the representatives of the remaining planets. Hold a meeting and force them to admit their right to rule. I know that you must be homeless now. I brought you here because I am not afraid of you..."

The one-eyed eagle sneered.

Sister Smelly has a thick skin of three feet, pretending not to hear, and continued to say sincerely: "I respect people who are capable - it's different if you take revenge or not, there are tens of millions of people here, old and young, women and children, since they come to join me , I have the responsibility to protect them. I snipe you outside the atmosphere because we are cowardly and afraid of strangers. But now that the misunderstanding has been resolved and the enemy has become a friend, I think they have no other place to go anyway, so why not just Stay here and join our self-defense force, isn't it a win-win for everyone?"

The one-eyed eagle said coolly: "Yeah, if you can beat it, kill people and silence it. If you can't beat it, you can find a way to hook up and turn enemies into friends, and be your thugs. Sister smelly, your head is not so big for nothing. You are getting bigger and bigger. I can count."

Big Sister Smelly salivated: "Where is it? It's too much. In fact, not only is it defensive, but also technically stretched. This space station was not originally inhabited. Now the problem of load and artificial atmosphere is very urgent. We lack technical experts. My people It took a lot of effort to make such a broken net, but I didn’t expect you to crack it as soon as we met, and I grew up so big, it’s the first time I’ve seen such a small mecha with such a large area of ​​spiritual net , It’s simply a hope sent by God... Hey, it’s here.”

He stopped under a tall building. The architectural style of the tall building was the same as that of Sister Smelly herself, and it also looked very jeweled. There was a sign on the main entrance, wrapped in neon lights, which looked like a nightclub, and it read: "Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy."

"Welcome to the Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy." Sister Smelly stood under the enchanting house number and opened her arms. "This is our underground kingdom."

The author has something to say: Today's Zhanlu is also a high-tech product that charges for two hours and talks for 2 minutes~