imperfections

As early as in the old ephemeris era, the first galaxy was the economic and political center of the world. It was prosperous for many generations, and all the wars were fortunately ended in a peaceful handover. Military fortress, and smashed the forest of steles behind the alliance parliament hall.

In contrast, the civil war in the eighth galaxy ended less than ten years ago, and it has been repeatedly rebuilt in the ruins. Even the head of the house has only a printed dilapidated house, and a small courtyard the size of a palm. If you are interested, you don’t need a gardener robot. The owner can take care of it by rolling up his sleeves.The Galaxy City command center at the core of the galaxy was expanded on the base of the Anti-Uganda Society, and it wasn't even worthy of the shabby condition, it could be called a large refugee camp.

"Refugee Camp Commander" - Mr. Lu Bixing, a country bumpkin, was forced to temporarily stay in the supply station with other passengers because there were "seriously ill" people in his group. Although the station could not be released, in the spirit of humanitarianism, the best suites and medical emergency equipment were arranged for them.

At this time, the "serious patient" was listening to Watto's official speech about Woolf's assassination without saying a word, and the "personal care patient" took up the hospital bed. The first aid equipment has been dismantled.

"At the time when the Alliance Central Committee withdrew to the Angel City Fortress, Thomas and I participated in the security system construction of Woolf's temporary residence." Posson Yang was on standby in the Heart of Rose, talking to Lin Jingheng, "The security level of the temporary residence is already very high. It is equivalent to a shrunken military fortress, and Watto's Marshal's Mansion is only stricter. I think the spokesperson's words can deceive laymen, 'the security system was artificially damaged, and the murderer sneaked in from the side of the mountain'-he actually destroyed Give it a try."

Li Fulan asked: "Commander, is it possible for Wulf to fake his death?"

Lin Jingheng put his hands behind his back: "What is the reason for the suspended animation?"

"You think, when Duke was assassinated, the alliance suppressed the news for more than ten days. Woolf was assassinated late at night, and the press conference was held the next day. The two news were released together at this time. The conflict that was exacerbated by Duke's death suddenly became a secondary conflict, and the unwarranted pirates became the target of the same enemy."

Lin Jingheng asked lightly: "It's eased, and then what? Woolf is old enough to play 'Death and Resurrection' again. Where does he put the credibility of the alliance center? He is different from me. I was a Notorious, no matter what he does, it is impossible to be more infamous. Woolf's status in the league is too lofty. It is easy to get up and down from the altar. Live, the conflict between the alliance and the center is gone, the connection and control are gone, once Woolf dies, who can suppress the central army that has fought in various galaxies for most of their lives in the current alliance center?"

"Maybe it's not as simple as easing the conflict." Li Fulan reacted quickly, and immediately said, "Maybe Duke was also assassinated by Woolf. Smoke bombs, when the commanders of the central armies of the various galaxies relax their vigilance, they will catch the turtle by surprise, directly control it with arms, and forcibly take back the military autonomy of the various galaxies."

"The plan makes sense, but I still don't agree with it." Lu Bixing, who was dismantling the emergency cabin, interjected without looking up, "It's the same reason, if Duke was killed by Woolf, why did he use anti-Ukraine? In addition, it is not wise to snipe the Central Army at this time, the pirates are still there, the enemy is still there, even if Woolf has the ability to kill all the commanders of the Central Army, doing so will only Let the left-behind central armies mess up instead of taking the central army into their pockets. Isn’t this creating opportunities for pirates? The most basic quality of a good politician is to aim at the main contradiction, the secondary contradiction and the mud, which is impossible for Woolf So confused."

"Poisson said just now that the security of the Marshal's Mansion is as tight as a military fortress, and the possibility of outside invasion is very low. In fact, the Silver Fortress was the same... The defense system that could not be breached collapsed from the inside, and the security that cannot be invaded now The system was shut down from the inside, when Woolf led the wolf into the house, now it is his turn to be led into the house by himself—don’t you think this assassination is all about insinuation?” Lin Jingheng took out a cigarette out of nowhere, “According to my understanding over the years Well, Woolf doesn't have this self-deprecating sense of humor."

Li Fulan, Bayer and Lu Bixing said in unison: "Don't order."

Bayer carefully pointed to the cross sign at the door: "This is the ward specification, boss, the air quality monitoring is very strict."

"What you have drawn is a 'patient who is a burden to breathe', Commander, you can't resist any more in your heart. Who let you draw it yourself? Be sincere and don't be so perfunctory." If you want to count on this to entertain for a lifetime, Lu Bixing said righteously, "Besides, it's in my pocket, return it to me quickly, it's in broad daylight, why are you still touching people?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Oh shit.

Li Fulan felt the murderous intent coming towards his face, and quickly flattered him solemnly and solemnly: "The commander-in-chief is right—then...the inner ghost of the marshal's mansion, the rumor that Woolf was controlled, the anti-Uganda society who was framed, the two This assassination brought the Central Army together—do we now have the outlines of the whole thing?"

Bayer immediately responded cleverly: "The Freedom Legion has colluded with the people around Woolf!"

Lin Jingheng turned around suddenly: "Engineer 001, is your temporary guest technical support okay?"

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of identity information flew out of Lu Bixing's personal terminal-there were guards in the supply station, which belonged to the alliance army. In this supply station, communication, network, transportation, various equipment used, etc. etc... are separate for military use and civilian use, only the expensive first aid cabin is shared.

In order to ensure privacy, the emergency medical cabin will automatically delete the basic information of previous patients on a regular basis, but there will be traces of things that have existed, and Lu Bixing will follow these traces to restore the deleted information.A full set of information such as fingerprints, irises, genes, and serial numbers is readily available, and with a little manipulation, an identity document that can be mistaken for the real can be copied.

"It's been a long time since I've done such a sneaky thing. It's a bit unfamiliar," Lu Bixing said. "Claim the new identity information. Everyone will go back to rest. The supply station will change day and night after three hours, and we will set off at midnight."

The chief said that Li Fulan, Bayer and others who could not stay in this room for a long time felt amnesty, and wished that a space field would be born under their feet and teleported out. Posson Yang cut off the communication without saying a word.Lu Bixing picked up the rags he had just dismantled, stuffed them under the bed, and patted the head of the bed: "It's time for the patient to rest, I'll take care of you."

Lin Jingheng sneered, picked up Lu Bixing and threw him on the bed, pinning his hand behind his back and pressing it into the fluffy pillow: "What are you going to take care of me, huh?"

Lu Bixing sighed: "You man, when someone confesses to you seriously, you can't always react, and when someone says something careless, you can always associate it in a direction that is not suitable for children. I will write an anonymous one when I am free some other day. The title of this book is 'What is it like to have a Mensao'."

Lin Jingheng asked inexplicably, "Which one of your words is a serious confession?"

"I said I'll take care of you," Lu Bixing turned over, raised a finger to press Lin Jingheng's lips, as if wanting to press a little blood on it, his rich green eyes stared at him, sweet words came out as soon as he opened his mouth, a little Stumbling and not hitting, "meaning I want to wake you up every day, kiss you awake, help you get dressed, hold you for a walk around, feed you delicious food, and walk around you all day long , do a lot of chores for you."

Lin Jingheng: "...you don't even fold your own quilt, don't you feel ashamed to say that?"

Lu Bixing: "..."

Lin Jingheng laughed, reaching out and ruffling his styled hair.

But Lu Bixing always felt that there was also worry in his smile: "Are you worried about your sister?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for two seconds, then let him go and lay beside him: "No, the soldiers are here to block you."

Lu Bixing tilted his head: "Hey, didn't we agree to 'skip the bug and Dr. Harden' between us?"

This time, Lin Jingheng was silent for a longer period of time, the bed was so soft that it seemed to sink him in, and it entangled his limbs in a greasy way, which made people unable to lift up their strength, and felt that their spirits were sinking together.The space station was still in the daytime, and there was still light. Lin Jingheng raised her arms to cover her eyes as if she couldn't be bothered.

"The first news that was sent back to the eighth galaxy that day... was the one that was later denied by the border guards," Lin Jingheng said softly, "He said 'Marshal Woolf is under their control'."

Lu Bixing patiently gave a "hmm".

"I'm not sure," Lin Jingheng whispered, "but his words reminded me of Lord."

"Your former head of the bodyguard?"

"When I was in school, Lord's mother was the director of the Department of Command and Operations at Ulan College and one of my teachers. She was later promoted to the principal of Ulan College. His father was the head of the Baita Medical and Health Department. The committee is well-connected," Lin Jingheng said softly, "it can be considered a prominent family background, but the family education is good, and it was never publicized when I was in the Silver Fortress. When people asked, they only said that my father was a doctor and my mother was a teacher. We got along very well... He thought I didn't know, but before he came to report, his mother had contacted me specifically and told me euphemistically that her son had a gentle personality and was inevitably indecisive. He will be able to return to the Military Commission Secretariat to be a civilian officer in the future."

Sending and receiving emails in the Silver Fortress for a few years, even though he has never fought a single battle, with the name of Lin Jingheng's personal guard, he can also be plated with a layer of glorious military exploits, and has a bright future in the future.

"Such parents also hope that their children can live a safe and secure life, let alone most ordinary people. Why do some people always want to impose their will on the world?" Lin Jingheng's voice was very low, as if he would break at any time , "...I was so focused on fighting those people back then, I even felt that putting her on the management committee side was to protect her. It was I who pushed her to this point."

Lu Bixing put a hand on his waist and listened quietly without interrupting or comforting him by saying "it's not your fault".

Because the stupid question of "whose fault" is not important at all, whether it is relatives or lovers, when torturing each other, the guilt and consequences must always be borne by the closest person, no matter whose fault it is.

If possible, Lin Jingheng even wanted to do it all over again, go back to her childhood, jump off the high track, hold the girl's hand, and not be afraid of breaking her leg.They can grow up dependent on each other without anyone, and when she grows up, they will call out and beat up every bastard who pursues her.

Then maybe he will lose Lu Xin, the most carefree youth in his life, but maybe Lu Xin will not die, and this person beside him will not be living in the eighth galaxy, suffering so much, bearing so much burden responsibility.That kind of Lu Bixing will probably grow up to be a gentle and uneducated young master like Lord. On the day of graduation, Lu Xin sent him through the back door to make him feel disgusted, and at the same time arrange a good errand for him...

Lu Bixing kept his hands on him all the time, and the body temperature gradually passed through the clothes to Lin Jingheng's body, as if opening a corner for him to take a nap in the palm of his hand, letting him be weak and sad here to think wildly.

Then put on the armor again a few hours later, and go head-on to the wind, frost and fate that have to be faced.

Silver One and Silver Ten cooperated tacitly, and the group quickly obtained the floor plan of the supply station using the false identity of the supply station guard.

After passing the identity verification, Lu Bixing touched the patrol duty list, browsed it quickly, and smiled: "Jingheng, change the vest, the one you picked is on duty tonight."

Lin Jingheng has long been used to this kind of thing, prepared seven or eight backup identities in advance, and changed a fake identity on the personal terminal without temper.

"Infiltrate the patrol team first." Lu Bixing said, "I haven't dismantled the military mechas of the first galaxy yet."

When they were doing small tricks at the border supply station, Wang Ailun took turns to put on a show in front of the media all day, crying so much that his hands were shaking and his eyelids drooped three times. With a handful of cold water, he stood in front of the mirror for two seconds, then laughed nervously.

A woman's voice came from his personal terminal: "Secretary-General, are you relieved, what's next?"

Wang Ailun gritted his teeth fiercely: "Next step."

"Then it's time for you to pretend to be pitiful," Lin Jingshu said, "The more miserable the better, you must convince the central army commanders that once Woolf dies, you will lose the right to speak in the alliance center and become a passive Poor wretch. Don't they all look down on you? Will believe it."

Three days later, the Central Military Commission of the Alliance was full of grief and indignation, and promised to "investigate the truth at all costs, and make the murderer pay the price." Then it announced that the Alliance will hold a public funeral for Marshal Woolf. Notification received.

The funeral will be held in two weeks, and the hesitant central army commanders did not give a clear answer at first.

But soon, the center of the alliance began to be in turmoil. First, in the name of "investigating the cause of Marshal Woolf's death", including Wang Ailun, all those who had close relations with Woolf before his death were all suspended. detained.

Immediately, the Votto Daily sniffed a bit of the wind, and published an article discussing the "militarism" of the past surreptitiously. Is military spending a disproportionate share of the budget? Will the military still control parliament for a long time to come?"

As soon as Woolf died, all kinds of monsters and ghosts seemed to show up. The military representatives headed by Wang Ailun suddenly lost their roots in the parliament.

On the sixth day after Woolf's assassination, the "unbearable" Wang Ailun secretly took an illegal private mecha to the edge of the First Galaxy to meet with the commanders of the Central Army, as if looking for a new "backer".

At the same time, a small mech abandoned the interstellar railroad map, passed through the dangerous planetary gravitational zone with ease, bypassed the checkpoint of the first galaxy, and approached Votto.

"Capital Star." Lu Bixing saw it from a distance in the spiritual network, and sighed with emotion, "Finally see the true face of Mount Lu."

The great prophet Harris of the Anti-Ukraine Society who was being hated by the entire alliance—that is, Hope, quietly sat in an inconspicuous civilian merchant ship and headed towards the direction of the Angel City Fortress.

Lin Jingshu on "Never Isle" was leaning on a swing, flipping through the old fairy tale "Peter Pan" in her personal terminal, just in time to see the part where the melancholy pirate leader threatened the little girl Wendy to be his mother, and laughed Startled a little fairy flying.