imperfections

The captain of the ninth guard, General Turan, took a deep breath on the spot and thought to himself: "My mother, she has been so beautiful since ancient times. What kind of luck is this for me?"

She turned around and ran away, but when she came, the "da da" military boots had exposed her, Lin Jingheng shouted, "Stop!"

Turan stood up and down against the base of the wall, thought for a while, then turned around, maintaining the movement of facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, and do not look at evil.

Lu Bixing retracted his claws in a leisurely manner, as if the murderous aura coming to his face met him, they made a detour, turned into two small breezes, and patted his sleeve.

If he was scratching his head and posing like usual at this time, maybe Lin Jingheng could beat him out happily.

But the young man stood straight, and stared straight at him, his pupils were bright and sincere—too bright, almost innocent, like a child... These scientific researchers, When staring helplessly at a long-awaited calculation result, the eyes are like children.

And he was a little closer, Lin Jingheng could smell the hot breath of young people, full of vitality.

Lin Jingheng caught his breath in his throat and was silent for three seconds. He carefully moved half a step away from this palpitating life force. He used great restraint and calmness, and politely said: "I am very grateful, but I don't think so, and your father doesn't like you getting too close with me, so don't do useless work, go out first."

Turan, who was forced to listen in, suspected for a moment that he had misidentified the boss, and wanted to find a gene lock to check.

Lu Bixing blinked his eyes and didn't care at all. Maybe it was because the chicken soup was too much to pour out. He opened his mouth and said a piece of nonsense that could be written in a toilet book: "Like a flower, you don't have to see the flower bloom. If you like a person, don't see it. There must be results, how can the process of pursuing love and beauty be called useless work? This in itself is a very beautiful process, don’t you think?”

Lin Jingheng didn't feel it, and was speechless. After exhausting all the good words and good words all day, he showed his true form: "If you are full, get out!"

He didn't draw his gun, it's not considered angry at this level, it's like a ferocious beast cautiously retracting its paws, and patted him lightly with its meat pad. He greeted Turan enthusiastically: "Hello, captain, the hair is cut very artistically. If there is any need for maintenance on the mecha, please come to me anytime."

Turan watched his receding figure with the eyes of admiring the martyr.

Lin Jingheng felt as if someone had scalded her wrist with a soldering iron, and the heat lingered for a long time, and Lu Bixing had just stirred up all the melancholy in her heart, she couldn't laugh or cry, and was a little strange.

He poured himself a glass of cold water, and waved at Turan with a stiff face, motioning her to roll over.

Turan was ordered to tidy up his appearance. He didn't dare to keep him waiting. He hurriedly washed his face and cut off the long hair that had accumulated for several years. It hung down to his ears, revealing his neck, except for the two locks of curly hair on his forehead and temples. Not willing to move, still hanging there, trying to get away with it.

Lin Jingheng glanced at her, and felt that her image had no aesthetics, like a beetle whose tentacles were curled by electricity. "Tell me, how is the league doing now?"

"General," Turan suddenly stopped smiling after hearing this question, and stood in front of him. "Now there is no alliance."

Her tone was flat and indifferent, but it sounded thrilling to people's ears.

Turan asked, "Where do I start?"

Lin Jingheng paused: "Silver Fortress."

Turan raised his head slightly, and then said in a dull tone that didn't match her broken-mouthed style: "This year... at the end of June last year, in the middle of the night, without any warning, the energy system of the Silver Fortress suddenly collapsed and the defense was closed. Unable to restart, thousands of hyperspace heavy armors invaded the atmosphere under such circumstances, without revealing their identities, and without warning, they directly bombed indiscriminately, and the Silver Fortress suffered heavy losses."

Silver Fortress, countless elites, Wulan Academy has been accumulated for hundreds of generations, and Lin Jingheng has been running it for decades...

Turan corrected his wording: "No, it should be said that almost the entire army was wiped out."

Although Lin Jingheng felt that he had been using the Silver Fortress, except for the Silver Ten Guards, he had never regarded anyone as his own, after hearing these few words, his uncontrollable blood was still rushing towards his head crazily.

"What's the reason?" Lin Jingheng asked in a low voice, "Is the network supervisor dead? Where's the patrol team? Are you blind?"

"The energy system of the Silver Fortress was hacked from the internal network. Someone implanted a chip in Zhanlu's fuselage, and Zhanlu couldn't start it, so they only check it once every two months. The authority is very high. They ignored them. As for the patrol team——Silver Fortress can walk and resign, Admiral Li is an airborne wine bag and food bag, and the rest will not let him take care of the rest. The patrol that day happened to be the Humanoid Guard, which was also hacked."

Lin Jingheng understood the messy mess here.

The mecha and mecha-core artificial intelligence is the industry of the Military Commission, but the artificial human—although the principle is the same, it is just a simplified version of the energy-produced artificial intelligence—has been plundered by the Eden Management Committee due to its huge profits, and has become The special approval product of the management committee.

How much output value and profit are involved in replacing the human army with artificial humans?How many people's interests are involved?Don't think about it, you know it's an astronomical figure.Since Admiral Li is not a bullshit, how did he come to the Silver Fortress?And why did you promote the artificial human team in the Silver Fortress as soon as you took office?

Obviously, this is entirely the result of the game between the Military Commission and the Management Committee.

But I didn't expect that they pinched in the nest, but they pinched out such a big trouble.

Lin Jingheng asked in a deep voice: "This is your speculation, what is the basis?"

"No, I didn't guess it, it was General Li who said it himself."

"Li is still alive?" Lin Jingheng was a little surprised.

He still has the face to live!

"The 'Xiaozao' used by Admiral Li's personal guard group uses a different energy system from that of the Silver Fortress. They desperately protected him to break through, and only his old man and a few personal guards escaped from the entire Silver Fortress." Lan shrugged, "But he didn't live until now. He was robbed and assassinated on the way to 'Angel City'."

Lin Jingheng frowned suddenly: "Did you do it, or Silver Ten?"

Silver Ten is also a commando, but they are more inclined to assassinate and lurk, they are interstellar assassins.

"I." Turan admitted without hesitation, and looked back at him frankly, a beetle full of blood.

"We have eaten at the Silver Fortress, used the training ground there, cleaned up the little boys who just graduated from the military academy there, and the patrol mileage of everyone around the Silver Fortress is enough to turn around the First Galaxy several times. I think It doesn't make sense, General, the fall of the Silver Fortress was caused by that bastard Ares Li. The garrison of [-] troops was destroyed by him alone. In the end, he wanted to escape to Angel City to take refuge, and then became his wall-riding dignitary— - There is no door! You want to hold me accountable, and I accept the punishment."

Lin Jingheng waved his hand, not bothering with her about these details.

"What's the situation with the coalition government now?"

"The government is okay, but it's a bit soft." Turan breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Before the communication was interrupted, I heard that the alliance government abandoned Votto and collectively moved to the Fortress of Angel City. Now Angel City is the temporary headquarters. , They still have soldiers in their hands. After all, there are many troops stationed around the first galaxy to guard the fortress. Moreover, the military factory of the Military Commission is in Angel City, and there is no shortage of ammunition. There is a need to fight. Those who have connections in the first galaxy have taken refuge in the past—the pirate 'Glory Corps' entered directly from the Silver Fortress, and the main wreaking havoc is in the first galaxy."

"What about the rest of the people?"

"The people of a galaxy? That's pretty good. A galaxy is full of decent people. The Glorious Group wants to build their own government and take the route of Huairou. Of course, they have to spoil them, but the air control is very strict. If there is nothing to do, just fly around on the waterway." It’s okay, logically speaking, life is guaranteed.” Turan spread his hands, “But after the communication collapsed, the Garden of Eden also collapsed... I don’t know if there is any deliberate element in this, for fear that the people will turn to interstellar pirates or something. Yes—although there is no shortage of food and clothing, but when the Garden of Eden collapsed, many people died. I heard that many places have set up self-help patrols to take charge of a block to prevent suicide."

If the "savages" of the eighth galaxy heard this, they would probably think it was a fairy tale.

There is no shortage of food and clothing, and there are interstellar pirates wooing, how could they want to seek death and life?Eight Galaxy's best days are anything but.

You must know that Beijing β, one of the most prosperous planets in the eighth galaxy, can't even solve the basic urban heating. After three years of cold winter, homeless people froze and starved to death in batches like stray cats and dogs. Not unusual.They didn't see how other people of the same kind in this world lived until their families were broken.

But this is not hypocrisy.

The entire alliance civilization is built on the Garden of Eden. Except for the eighth galaxy, people are born to be carefully cared for by the Garden of Eden, like young seedlings cultivated with exquisite nutrient solution in an urban greenhouse, and have never been exposed to the wind and sun. Once the cover of the greenhouse is broken, it is like a domestic pet abandoned in the wilderness, and sometimes there is really no way to survive.

"But only the first galaxy is okay. It's hard to say about other places. General, you know that the major galaxy has no military autonomy. The defense depends on the stationed central army. The mecha supervision key of the central army is in the No one thought that Silver Fortress would be the first to have an accident." Turan paused, then sighed indistinctly, "Pirates outside the territory who fished in troubled waters are making trouble everywhere, Silver Fortress lost contact again, and the Central Army in many places couldn't react at all. .Now it’s not like ancient wars. If you lose the opportunity, you still have a chance to turn around—you can’t get out of the mecha, how can the anti-missile system withstand the indiscriminate bombing of the outlaws? No bones are considered light.”

Lin Jingheng paced slowly.

Through the window, he saw the armed personnel of the base outside forming a team. These people did not go back to lie down and celebrate that they had saved a dog's life. They were still wandering around in the mecha station, and they did not know what illegal assembly they were planning.

Lin Jingheng's throat was a little congested, and the bloody rain between the lines in Turan's words almost flooded the main control room.

"There are different factions of pirates. The glorious group occupying the first galaxy now wants to take the route of changing the dynasty. Doesn't it have to buy people's hearts? They can't pee in the same pot as the gangsters of the Anti-Black Society. So after the glorious group occupied the first galaxy It didn’t take long to issue a statement, expressing a clear line with other pirates, and labeling them as illegal violent terrorist organizations.” Turan briefly explained, “These extraterritorial pirates who invaded the alliance originally took the Glory Group as their leader. The 'Martial Arts Leader', now the leader unilaterally breaks up the group, they don't know whether it is revenge or what, they are even more lawless, they can do anything, and whoever meets them will be unlucky."

Although it is said that "there is no perfect egg under the overturned nest", it turns out that under natural disasters and man-made disasters, the eggs of the rich and powerful can always be more dignified than ordinary eggs.

The great government is on the stage after you sing, and the great invisible class is impenetrable.Even after the defeat of the alliance government, it still became the guiding spirit of the newcomers.

"After you left, we monitored the movement of the six-seven galaxy, and I have been taking my brothers to send 'express' between the six-seven galaxy," Turan's "express" is in quotation marks, which is not legal and serious at first glance Express, "The last order is the remnants of the Central Army of the sixth galaxy. They ran out after a big luck. They had no mechas. They brought some non-military people to form a civilian armed force. They found a way and asked us to get the army from the seventh star. A batch of old heavy armor was escorted there by smuggling, but when we sent the goods over, the employer was gone.”

Lin Jingheng looked up at her.

"The garrison base where they were hiding disappeared from the navigation map—it was blown up to scum, and these mechas had to take advantage of me. The pirates who occupied the six-galaxies felt that the people in the six-galaxies were restless, so they blocked the Starry Sky of the Sixth Capital Traffic, starting from the administrative center, drove hundreds of land-based mech vehicles to play massacre competitions." Turan said, "I don't think it's good to take other people's mechas for nothing, so I took my brothers to kill the pirates on the sixth capital star. The base was blown up, and a lot of missiles were wasted on them, and then they ran outside the territory, and couldn't find a reliable way to replenish armaments and energy... Otherwise, today would not be so stretched, sorry general, blame me for acting without authorization."

Lin Jingheng didn't notice her little excuse: "Are all the troops stationed in the central government like this?"

"No." Turan hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "The ones who responded in a timely manner are all from General Lu Xin's former department. I don't know how to get the supervision key."

There is no need to explain the following words in detail, Lin Jingheng naturally understands that the regulatory key management program is very complicated, and those who can break through it must have started plotting very early. It is hard to say whether they want to rebel or what.

The two were relatively silent for a while.

Turan asked, "General, is there anything to eat?"

Lin Jingheng looked up at her.

Turan said: "I haven't been on the ground for more than half a year, and the supplies are not enough. Recently, I have been relying on nutrition needles to survive, and my stomach is almost shrinking. I was in a hurry to report to you just now, and I didn't have time to drink water."

Lin Jingheng pointed to the pantry at the door of the main control room.

Students often come here for classes and always prepare food.

Turan cheered, didn't pick anything, just grabbed a piece of bread and started to gobble it up.

"The supplies outside are starting to get tight?"

"Don't mention it," Turan ate too eagerly, choked a little, and thumped his chest hard, "Pirates outside the territory are used to it, and they will rob everything. While spreading cults while robbing, the alliance credit currency system collapsed with the Garden of Eden, and no one Money, you don’t even know what to exchange with others, nutrition injections are almost becoming hard, and it’s not easy to see you alive, General.”

Lin Jingheng nodded: "Is anyone else in contact?"

"No," Turan shook his head, "it's a mess, everyone is fighting for territory. After I received your order, I have been monitoring the jump point and waiting for your remote. The terrain outside the territory is too complicated, and we are not familiar with the land. They are all guarded by pirates, and they don’t dare to run around without reliable underground shipping routes.”

Lin Jingheng wanted to ask something else, so she opened her mouth: "Lin..."

Turan rubbed a piece of cream on the corner of his mouth, and wiped it off in a hurry: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Lin Jingheng tapped his knuckles lightly with his fingers. He swallowed his other worries. It was useless to ask. The wife of the First Secretary-General is in Angel City, surrounded by layers of guards. She will not show her face when she is fine. Lan may not have heard of it, "Eat slowly, I will give you 24 hours to rest, and then gather, I need to clean up the pirates around me."

Lu Bixing drove the small mecha for maintenance, and slowly parked on the mecha platform. He just took a look inside the heavy armor of Silver Nine, and found that it was really a group of remnants of the last century. It looked bluffing outside, and opened it. Like following a history museum, Lu Bixing suspected that he could smell preservatives.

It's really hard to imagine that Bai Yinjiu destroyed Prince Gloria with this pile of scrap metal.

The al-Qaeda militants, who have been in civil war for more than three months, finally shook hands with each other.On Saturday, Foucault and Weasel mingled calmly and discussed something.

The energy tower began to lean towards the west, and the slanting light dragged the streets and alleys of the base to the ground, making it so peaceful that it seemed a little different.

After a brief rest, Bai Yinjiu wandered around, purposefully observing the details of the base, while Turan was staring intently at the multimedia, watching a very old romance movie.

Opposite the Mecha Station, Fat Sister came with a group of people, carrying pots and pans. The aroma of food permeated outside the dry Mecha Station. A child jumped up and tore up last year's calendar.

Then they arranged the food and drink, and placed a circle of candles in the small open space at the entrance of the mecha station.

Standing up on Saturday, his mental exhaustion caused him a little concussion, and he walked unsteadily. He first took out a dozen small notes from his pocket. Each note had a name that disappeared, and he pasted them one by one on the on the candle base.