imperfections

Turan seems to have damaged the language area in his brain on the door panel. Normal people can't understand what she is calling. Several technical houses in the engineering department saw her pulling the chief's collar, and thought that these two were not perverted. Yangdi has been in a cold war for more than ten years, and it is finally time for a big fight. Since "only scolding, no fighting" has always been the highest purpose of the engineering department, the technical geeks collectively backed off three feet, ready to go out and call the security guard.

But Lu Bixing understood.

Because for some people, some wounds have been accumulated for a long time, and the piled up scars have become untouchable reverse scales, even a word, a punctuation mark, and a breeze can sting there.His pupils contracted slightly, and his jaw tightened obviously, but it was only for a moment.

Immediately, Lu Bixing gently pinched Turan's wrist, pulled her disrespectful hand away, and asked without changing his face: "You mean, the guards of the accompanying expedition captured the silver ten Wei's communication key?"

Turan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Lu Bixing interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

As soon as he twisted his wrist, a map of the interstellar flight path of the first galaxy was displayed on the personal terminal, which hung down from the roof of the headquarters and covered the ground.

Lu Bixing stood up and walked to the waterway map in a leisurely manner: "We are now making a rough judgment based on the limited information. I remember that in those days, the Central Army and the alliance in various places were separated. Stalemate, it seems that things have changed a bit now. The alliance is likely to unite the central armies of the major galaxies again, and the Anti-Ukraine Society will not move, let it be dormant for now, and the glorious group is ready to surrender."

"The Glorious Group controls the first galaxy, and the first galaxy is the treasure of the new ephemeris civilization. It is impossible for the two sides to bombard at will with missiles like in the eighth galaxy. It must have been grinding each other for more than ten years, and finally they will grind out a In a time of peace and prosperity, someone came out to make trouble again—judging from the means of chip control, it seems to be the "Freedom Legion" that was not successful in the early years. General Turan said that the communication key of the Silver Ten Guards was captured near the Heart of Rose. They ran after this wave of pirates. Judging from this, the armed forces that have become popular outside are probably all gathered together now, just in time for us to catch up."

Turan couldn't help but said: "No, chief, the ten silver guards communicate with each other, and the communication keys summoned by the unified command use different encryption systems. This is the regulation..."

"In the history of the alliance, the Silver Ten Guards had a contractual relationship with the alliance most of the time and did not obey orders. It is said that generally at such times, you have another set of decision-making mechanisms. I didn't expect that after so many years, the summoning collection is still using the old one. The encryption method is very nostalgic, but it is not very safe." Lu Bixing looked straight into Turan's eyes, "Why, General Turan, what else do you want to say?"

Turan looked into his eyes and suddenly couldn't say anything. She suspected that no one would dare to mention "Lin Jingheng may still be alive" under the gaze of these eyes except Zhan Lu, a heartless artificial intelligence. talk.

Lu Bixing picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of the coffee ground in the morning. The coffee was still warm, and white steam came out from the mouth of the cup, obliterating all the emotions in his eyes. He continued with his own words as if nothing had happened: "It is said that When the area of ​​human activities expands, if you don’t pay attention, the large animals in the surrounding environment will easily become extinct. Instead, the humble cockroaches and mice can easily integrate into any human society—sure enough, whether it’s an 'empire' or a 'ism', The two major pirate organizations have declined one after another, but these low-level drug dealers have become a serious problem for the alliance. We were lucky to shut down the eighth galaxy in time. Zhanlu——Deployed some personnel from the engineering department, information department, and combat readiness planning department , I want a comprehensive intelligence analysis team."

"Yes!"

"What strength of energy disturbance can the wormhole stabilization device used by the expedition withstand? How much is the stability of the wormhole improved compared to no stabilization device? Give me an estimate as soon as possible."

"Boss, the relevant data is already under analysis."

"Zhanlu, help me review the alliance's previous research level on natural wormhole areas, so as to know ourselves and our enemies."

"Okay, Principal Lu."

"and also……"

Turan exhaled silently, stood there a little dazedly, listening to him orderly order a group of people around, and felt the difference between Lu Bixing, the chief executive, and Edward, the chief executive.

President Edward always looked up at the alliance, no matter whether it was with longing or resentment, he always felt that the eighth galaxy was a part of the alliance, and regarded the alliance center as an unattainable "orthodoxy". He agreed "Independent", but probably never thought until his death that he would one day fight against the alliance.

After eleven "independence years", Lu Bixing has experienced endless wars and separations, and rebuilt the regime of the eighth galaxy with blood and fire. At this time, he looked at the alliance with an indifferent eye level. Here, whether it is the alliance, the central army of Lu Xin's old department, or the three major pirate forces, there is nothing to be afraid of, and there is nothing invincible.He will carefully assess the opponent's strength, and then decide whether to step forward or stand still with strict guard.

"General Turan," Lu Bixing called out after setting up a round of missions, "Come with me."

Turan came to his senses and hurriedly followed.

Lu Bixing took her to the corridor. The windows of the command post of the Yinhe City base were bright and clean. Through the windows of the high-rise buildings, one could have a panoramic view of the entire Yinhe City base. The heavy armor—produced in the eight galaxy’s own military factory—describes chilling, quietly pointing to a certain direction in the sky, just like the military fortress in the center of the alliance back then.

Several years of civil war almost destroyed the eighth galaxy, and in a sense, it also sharpened them. At this time, in the eighth galaxy self-defense force, there is no rookie who has just learned the machine armor. Everyone has experienced many battles. , like the last surviving Gu king in the sealed jar.

Lu Bixing asked Turan: "How likely is it that the ten silver guards will be used by me?"

Turan didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Oh, it's nothing," Lu Bixing smiled, "I called you out to ask you to do something for me. I need your Self-Defense Forces to draw up a special strategic plan based on the characteristics of wormholes we have mastered. The focus is on how to How to transport enough people out of the wormhole, and in case of emergency, need to retreat from the wormhole."

Turan was taken aback: "You want to..."

"I want to go there. The eighth galaxy has been isolated from other galaxies for eleven years of independence. I'm going to see where everyone has come." Lu Bixing paused, "Of course, I'm also very fond of the Pirate Freedom Legion. Interested, if possible, it’s best to get some of their stuff back to study, not to learn from, at least prevent.”

"It's been more than ten years, and it's time for everyone to shine their swords on each other," Lu Bixing said, and waved at Turan involuntarily, "Go get ready."

No one gathered in a circle to criticize him as an unarmed person for not going to the front line. Now he can go wherever he wants, and it is just an understatement to say "get ready" to everyone.

Turan gave him a deep look, but she couldn't see any clues from Lu Bixing's face, and she didn't know whether he simply wanted to be a shit-stirring stick for fear of chaos in the world, or was thinking about chasing the ethereal Signal.

For a moment, Turan suddenly regretted it. If she really let Lu Bixing leave the eighth galaxy and go to live and die with that person outside the transition point, would things have a different result?

But regret is such an internal friction emotion, and every villain has to learn to control this emotion. Turan bowed his head, quickly shifted his attention to the huge workload, responded, and left quickly.

On the edge of the first galaxy, the forces of the Freedom Legion and the Alliance are constantly gathering, and the two sides have been silently confronting each other for several days.

On a planet dominated by tourists, the infrastructure functions are insufficient, and the supplies are mainly supplied by the outside world. Daily life is not self-sufficient, and the pirates did not massacre. They just “mistakenly bombed” the nutrition needle storage warehouse as soon as they landed. Under such circumstances, the planet was immediately stretched, and then there was a large-scale shortage of food and drinking water, and there was a lot of grief.

The pirates did not block the signals of the hostages, allowing the desperate hostages to shout for help every day.

In the first galaxy Votto, in the early morning, the council hall was already full of people, as silent as before the war.

The Central Alliance has re-entered Votto, and this is the tenth day of the planetary abduction event.

But if you look carefully, the parliament hall at this time is different from that before the war. Before the war, the central position was reserved for the Eden Management Committee. Members of each galaxy were divided into factions, with the Management Committee as the core, surrounded by a circle. Sitting in their own territory, elegant politicians are good at dancing, and the military committee is in the back row of the most marginal position, like a group of stupid big men who are incompatible with contemporary civilization.However, at this time, the parliament hall was almost full of military uniforms from various branches of the military, which was so neat that it felt oppressive.

Old Marshal Woolf was belated.

"Marshal," an old general with the rank of admiral broke the silence, "People from all over the first galaxy are organizing solidarity. We can't just condemn and stand still. What should we do? You have to give a regulation."

The Commander-in-Chief of the First Galaxy then said: "Serbia will orbit and leave the danger zone of the Heart of Rose in about a week. I am afraid that the pirates will make moves at that time."

As soon as his voice fell, the door of the parliament hall was pushed open, and Wang Ailun walked in quickly: "They have already taken action."

He said, with a flick of his wrist, a piece of video news was thrown from his personal terminal in the middle of the parliament hall: "Interstellar pirates just announced that a referendum will be held on the kidnapped planet for a period of one week."

"Pirates holding a referendum? Isn't that a joke! What are they voting for?"

Wang Ailun did not answer, and the referendum issue was already displayed in the video-whether the old warlord Woolf committed crimes against humanity.

There was an uproar in the parliament hall, and everyone looked at Marshal Woolf sitting on the rostrum.

Woolf gestured calmly and suppressed the sound.

"Either vote according to their wishes, or die," Wang Ailun said in a deep voice, "You don't need to think about the result of the referendum. By doing this, they are not only insulting the old marshal himself, but also mocking freedom and democracy, the cornerstone of the alliance. Spirit, we must take strong action. After 95 hours, the Serbian star will leave the danger zone of the heart of the rose. The strategic analysis department believes that the pirates will take the opportunity to fully occupy the planet. We must take it before then. In order to intimidate the alliance, The communication has not been blocked, and the original planetary garrison has been using secret signals to contact us. It is said that some residents on the planet are trying to break out in the direction of the Rose Heart, and some have successfully escaped from Serbia, which shows that pirates also have scruples about the Rose Heart. If you don’t dare to go deep into the restricted area, I suggest to go around the heart of the rose and attack from the rear.”

In the eighth galaxy, Lu Bixing stayed up all night. He was going to personally take a team of armed forces and elites from the engineering department to explore the depth of the wormhole area. Turan and the engineering department made complete preparations, but there was still danger, so There is a lot of work at hand that needs to be handed over in different categories.

Zhanlu is very quiet and has gotten used to his routine.

At dawn, Lu Bixing finished sending the last work email, drank the herbal tea in one gulp, and took Zhanlu directly to set off.

When the fleet approached the wormhole area, Lu Bixing opened a report on his personal terminal—the earliest routine work report sent back by the expedition team, describing what they saw and heard when they passed through the wormhole area. Among them, Mint mentioned An eco-chamber model, which happened to be the one he picked up outside Beijing's beta planet.

Regardless of whether Lin Jingheng entered by mistake or had a plan, he was really the eighth galaxy that came through the wormhole area.

The remote communication key more than ten years ago... Primitive people know that it is common sense to change the password regularly. Although the remote communication key is much more complicated than ordinary passwords, it is not without the risk of being cracked. The Silver Ten Guards put a contact key It doesn't make sense to use it for so many years.

So... who is still using the old key?

"Principal Lu," Zhan Lu suddenly said, "You seem a little unwell, do you need a medical cabin?"

"No." Lu Bixing was brought back to his senses by his voice, and suddenly found a spark in a dangerous area in his heart, and hurried forward to extinguish it.

For the first time, he repaired Zhanlu's system full of fantasy, and Zhanlu personally broke his fantasy.

The second time, he frantically went through the wormhole to search for clues about that person, but the clues told him to give up his heart and stop daydreaming.

"There can't be a third time." Lu Bixing thought.

Falling to death three times in the same place, I'm afraid it's too stupid to be a dead body.

He should calmly accept the reality, accept that that person, like Lao Lu and Chief Edward, has left him...just a little further away.

Lu Bixing collected his thoughts, and casually changed the topic with Zhanlu: "By the way - have you found someone who matches my mother in your database?"

It's a long story. When Lu Bixing found out that Lin Jingheng and Cyclops were hiding something from him, he tried to investigate, but there were no clues, and it was a private matter. Lu Bixing didn't have much time to spend on private matters, so there was nothing wrong with the investigation. It's okay, only occasionally when Zhanlu's management is too wide, use this to find him something to do.

The intersection between Lin Jingheng and Cyclops, apart from himself, seems to be related to Lu Xin. According to Zhanlu, the two became enemies because General Lin came to the eighth galaxy to ask for Mrs. Lu's relics. Not very friendly.

Lu Bixing had a whim one day in a half-dream and half-awake state, thinking that when Lu Xin's wife fled to the eighth galaxy, which happened to be the same year as his birth, would his mother, whom he had never met, have anything to do with her?

Mrs. Lu was a well-known scholar in her lifetime, and the information is not difficult to find. Lu Bixing found a photo of his mother left by a one-eyed eagle and asked Zhanlu to help investigate. As expected, he found nothing.

This reminded Lu Bixing of that long-standing question—the one-eyed eagle told him that his mother was a scholar who taught and educated people. Lu Bixing tried to check when he was a child, but he couldn't find out which school she was from. He guessed that she might come from an alien galaxy.It just so happened that Zhanlu once operated the Forbidden Fruit System. Although it has been stopped, the data is still there, and anyone who has ever registered in the Garden of Eden can be found.In order to keep Zhanlu from watching reptile movies, he found something for this artificial intelligence whose aesthetics is a mystery.

"No, I'm sorry, Principal Lu," Zhanlu replied, "I screened more than 2000 suspects based on this lady's appearance and identity, and compared your brain genes, none of them matched."

Lu Bixing was a little surprised: "There is no such person? Could it be that old Lu made it up to fool me?"

Why would the one-eyed eagle fool him with such a thing?

Safety reminders started to sound in the mecha, telling everyone that they had arrived in the wormhole area. Lu Bixing absently put on the oxygen mask of the space suit, buckled the safety cable, and thought: "I can't be born by himself, can I?"

"Zhan Lu, ignore her status and screen my genes and..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the unstable wormhole vortex arrived ahead of time and swallowed the rest of Lu Bixing's words. Zhanlu only had time to save half of his order——

Ninety hours have passed quietly outside the wormhole.

Deep in the heart of the rose, the person in charge of the eighth galaxy opened his eyes and saw the first galaxy filled with gunpowder for the first time.

On the hostage star, the result of the "referendum" counted down for an hour, and the Serbian star was about to leave the edge of the heart of the rose. The alliance issued No. 12 warnings to the pirates, but they were ignored, so they exposed their cannons to the pirates.

On this day, at [-] o'clock in the morning, Votto time, the interstellar pirates fired their first shot, and engaged the approaching Alliance forces on the outer channel of the hostage planet.

At the same time, the Alliance Central Army stationed on the edge of the First Galaxy risked their lives and went deep into the Heart of Rose, preparing to circle behind the pirates.

This performance of "The Oriole Behind" has a panoramic view of the eyes hidden deep in the heart of the rose.

Mint of the expedition team drove a few "junior mechas" at the forefront. The weak energy response of the junior mechas would be easily covered by the interference of the Rose Heart. Mint photographed it with a military recorder and passed it on to Lu Bixing.

"How should I put it, the Alliance Army is weaker than I imagined." One of Lu Bixing's men, a person from the engineering department, pointed to the parameters of the mechs and said, "Although the strength is sufficient, the military mechas seem to be inferior to those of 11 years ago. That's a huge improvement."

A member of the intelligence analysis team said: "The pirates may not have any advantages. The defense in the direction of the heart of the rose can't even defend against unarmed starships. I have long said that they will be ambushed. The chief..."

"Shh," Lu Bixing said in a low voice, "watch carefully."

The expedition team quietly used their own technology to block the space instability caused by the turmoil in the wormhole area for the alliance's ambushes, allowing the alliance's central army to pass through the legendary restricted area without any danger.

"This is God's blessing!" The ignorant Central Army launched a charge, cutting directly from behind the pirates like a divine soldier, "Long live the alliance, long live the Declaration of Freedom."

The insiders on the Serbian planet reacted immediately and tore a hole in the fragile rear line of defense of the pirates. Numerous hostages on the planet were like caged birds, and starships, large and small, scrambled to escape.

"President Lu, a large number of fleeing civilian starships are rushing towards the Heart of Rose, and the wormhole area is extremely active today..."

"Don't embarrass the non-armed people, give way to let them pass," Lu Bixing ordered, and then he paused, then whispered, "As long as they are lucky."

Is it just a coincidence that the referendum organized by the pirates among the hostages just ended at this point in time?Just to mock the alliance?

On the abandoned asteroid, the alliance forces attacking from both sides tightly entangled the interstellar pirates. The unarmed starship turned a huge arc without any risk, trying to escape from the battlefield. The garrison at the edge of the alliance's first galaxy has already Get ready to meet them.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred——

"Boss Lu, look!"

The Serbian star had just left the Heart of Rose, and just passed by a space station of the Alliance that had been abandoned for many years. The space station suddenly sent out a violent energy reaction, and a pirate fleet with live ammunition was ambushing on it, and the refugees who were about to meet and the Alliance army were divided into two. Opening its bloody mouth, biting those unarmed people, the alliance army fell into chaos.

On Serbia, the countdown to the referendum ended, and the "Wulff is guilty" side won 95% of the votes. On the pirates' mechs, the words "Wulff is guilty" were printed in bright red on the fuselage of each mech. It exploded indiscriminately like a carnival.

"Mr. Lu!"

"It's a bit annoying," Lu Bixing stood up and looked around, "How about it, everyone, since we've caught up, why don't we try the knife today?"

"Remove the space shield—"

"The expedition dodges."

"Calibrating the Particle Cannon—"

Lu Bixing nodded at Zhanlu.

However, before the particle cannons of the Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy were fired, a team of tattered mechas suddenly broke in from outside the First Galaxy, like a group of ragged masters, entangled the Together the Confederates pierced through with the Corsair Legion.

Lu Bixing frowned: "Wait."

At this time, the old department of the Silver Nine in the Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy suddenly said: "Mr. Lu, it is the Ten Guards of the Silver!"

Lin Jingshu, who remotely controlled the battlefield, tightly clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms: "You have to—"

Woolf of Watto stood up abruptly: "What did you say?"

Lu Bixing's chest roared for unknown reasons: "Zhanlu, can you try to be with them..."

His voice fell, and Zhanlu had already connected to the communication channel of the Silver Ten Guards—the most arrogant armed force in the universe, and the communication channel was not encrypted.

Lu Bixing heard a... voice that appeared in his dreams countless times, and said amidst the cannon fire: "Everyone, it's been a long time. It's been 16 years, and I haven't grown up much."