imperfections

"The Woto people on the mecha must be sent away as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too troublesome to move, and an emergency jump will consume half of my medical reserves." Lin Jingheng said, "Send them in batches, and the natural wormholes are easy to interfere. It’s difficult to be stable, if you get together, if there is a problem with the channel, it’s easy to be blamed... Poisson Yang!"

"Commander, Poisson and the others are busy analyzing the actuator," Liu Yuanzhong from the sixth silver guard said ghostly, "I brought the wormhole experts from the Interstellar Expedition Team along with the army, do you need them?"

"Where did you come from?" Lin Jingheng was startled by him.

Captain Liu Wei took it for granted, showing a miserable smile like a small cabbage.

"Yes, let them give me a plan immediately, with what frequency, what scale, how to give it away, and when traveling through the wormhole, safety and efficiency must be taken into account."

"Yes."

"Send a transfer order to Turan, I want to send a batch of reinforcements from the eighth galaxy."

The guard who issued the order was stunned: "Commander, the reinforcements from the eighth galaxy have to go through the wormhole, is there enough time?"

Lin Jingheng pinched the center of his brows wearily: "If you can catch up, you can catch up. If you can't catch up, it's your fate. Each army counts the weapons and existing supplies, and give me an approximate number. Huo... Where's the old man with a long name?"

"Hope is fine, General Lin, you are welcome."

General Lin probably didn't have the word "polite" in his dictionary. When he raised his hand, a huge map of interstellar waterways lay in the air. In the middle was the Heart of Rose where they were. The sign came out: "There is nothing near the heart of the rose. Not only we know this, but also the Freedom Legion. As long as Lin Jingshu is not killed by Woolf, she will miss this place sooner or later."

Hope didn't talk nonsense, and nodded to show that he understood.

When the eighth galaxy cut off the connection with the first galaxy, it half-truthfully closed the wormhole once, and the disordered gravitational force destroyed the artificial equipment that had been erected around it very cleanly. Now this place is a real "wilderness" , for the artificial intelligence version of Woolf, it is equivalent to a vacuum.

This place is suitable as a "safe haven" for the coalition forces, and of course it is also suitable as a fortress for chip people.

"The transition jamming technology of the Anti-Ukraine Society is somewhat useful. You are responsible for the first line of defense, focusing on guarding the transition point."

Hope bowed slightly: "My honor."

Lin Jingheng raised his head, looked at Hope with his gray eyes through the communication screen, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You are short of manpower, and your combat power is also limited. I will give you a batch of reinforcements—the First Galaxy Frontier Guard, Mr. Are there any of Duke's men alive?"

Someone in the communication channel responded immediately: "Yes, General Lin!"

"How many troops are left?"

"Report, excluding the traitors, traitors, and fallen brothers of the Freedom Legion, the First Galaxy Frontier Guard now has 28 heavy armors, 73 medium armors, and [-] small replacement mechas! This used to be Our position, we are willing to fight on the front line."

"Okay," Lin Jingheng nodded, "Be a vanguard for me again, responsible for reinforcing our temporary allies, is there any problem?"

It was said to be reinforcements, but it was actually to keep an eye on him.Hope smiled, not taking it seriously—if Lin Jingheng was willing to trust anyone wholeheartedly, it would not be Lin Jingheng.

"Then everyone, let's get in touch on the communication channel." Hope was about to leave immediately.

"Wait," Lin Jingheng called to him with a sinking face, "Prophet Hope, Lin Jingshu ended up in Woto's embarrassment because she didn't expect Woolf's last move, but she couldn't have expected you."

Hope was taken aback.

"Use Wang Ailun to lure the commander-in-chief of the Central Army to the ground, take the opportunity to catch them all, or use the galaxy occupied by pirates as a threat to force the Central Army to surrender-this plan seems okay at first glance, but there are many problems that may occur. Take it into consideration. For example, what if the anti-Ukraine forces will cross the line, the alliance army in the sky and the central army do not fight, and the people on the ground flee into space? Another example, these old things are hard-hearted, and they would rather ruin their families than surrender. , insist on fighting her to the end, what should I do?"

Zheng Di's voice came out from the communication channel: "Hey, who are you insinuating? We still have weapons in our hands, and if we can still fight, there is a glimmer of hope. At least there is a chance for revenge. Disarm There is no drama at all. Besides, is there any difference between becoming a chip person against one's will and dying? Even if they hold my daughter hostage in front of me, I mean the same! How can you be so hard-hearted?"

"Most of the veteran hawks think like him," Lin Jingheng ignored Zheng Di, and said to herself, "It is impossible for Lin Jingshu not to consider this point. She didn't get to this point by playing tricks. It’s a pity that Woolf flipped the chessboard halfway, and I didn’t have a chance to show it for a while. We don’t know much about the technology of the chip man, don’t take it for granted, and prepare for the worst.”

Hope took a deep look at him: "Thank you for reminding me."

This time, the situation was urgent, and the First Silver Guard had no time to do detailed pre-war intelligence work for him.

But he knows his enemy so well.

Hope sighed, waved his hands, and the small mecha group of the Anti-Ugly Society followed him and slowly drove away from Rose Heart.

Lin Jingheng watched them from the spiritual net for a moment, then turned around quickly: "Old Zheng, stop talking nonsense here, and come over to lead the second line of defense."

"Shuai Zheng" became "Old Zheng". Commander Zheng of the second galaxy has no temper, so he leaned over to listen to him carefully.

In the past, when the military power of the alliance was highly concentrated, the central troops in various places were on standby, and the silver fortress was in charge of dispatching the overall situation.Lin Jingheng is used to giving orders, and the veteran generals of the Central Army are also used to listening to this dog's temper.When there was a disagreement, he just sprayed it back. Anyway, there were all his elders present, and Lu Bixing, who was good at dancing with long sleeves, couldn't fight.

Lin Jingheng's efficiency is extremely high, and the plan for transporting refugees came out. In his hands, a complex and interlocking "fortress" has been formed around the heart of roses.

"Commander." A familiar voice came, and Lin Jingheng raised her head, and unexpectedly found that the representative of the Star Expedition's technicians was Mint, and she also came out with the army, "We have already prepared batches to escort unarmed personnel through the worm Preparations for the cave, when will we start?"

"Let's go now when you're ready, nights are long and dreams are many."

"Yes." Mint was obviously ready and was about to leave immediately.

"Wait, little girl." Lin Jingheng glanced at Mr. Lu, who was hesitant to speak, and ordered under Mint's surprised gaze, "Be careful, go and come back quickly, we are short of technical foreign aid."

At his command, the first Votto residents slowly drove towards the uncertain wormhole.

Mint is with the army, as a technical foreign aid, and is responsible for escorting these poor people who have left their homes to the eighth galaxy.

People crowded silently in front of the screen, looking in the direction of the First Galaxy...Of course, nothing could be seen except darkness.

The official said clearly that it was only a temporary refuge during wartime.

But when will this war end?The Liberty Legion chipmen who have almost occupied the whole world, and the terrifying super artificial intelligence, are even more frenzied than the interstellar pirates who invaded the alliance 20 years ago. Is it really human can defeat it?How many days will the refuge of the eighth galaxy be safe?

What's more, even if God has mercy, let them return to the first galaxy one day, Votto will be gone.

But no one was crying, and there was no sound in the starship, and there was an almost tragic atmosphere—these first batch of evacuees were Volto volunteers who voluntarily explored the way for their compatriots.Because the sky in the first galaxy has been turned upside down, it is not unusual for anything to happen now, and no one dares to say with [-]% assurance that the natural wormhole area must be safe.

The natural wormhole area may also be tampered with by the enemy with unknown technical means, and they may be shredded by the chaotic time and space as soon as they enter.

"Do you think this scene is a bit familiar?"

When Mint turned her head, she found that the fighting cock was standing behind her.

"I heard that you are the technical foreign aid sent by the expedition team, so I applied for it." Fighting Chicken smiled, put on the military uniform, and the stupid big man seemed to have become tall and mighty, "I am the captain of the escort team."

Huang Jingshu is a twisted girl with empty brain disease, Mint is an orphan, White is a rich second generation from the countryside in the eighth galaxy, and Douji is a gangster who can only talk with his fists.At that time, their future was clear at a glance. Empty brain patients would probably hate society under the ubiquitous discrimination. The money-greedy orphanage girls planned to learn a little technology to earn black-hearted money. The rich second-generation family was ready to immigrate to other galaxies. Be a second class citizen.

"As for me," Douji said, "I guess I might become cannon fodder for the underworld to grab territory, or go to jail. I can't tell which kind of life is better, if there is a parallel world."

Mint asked strangely: "What?"

"Parallel world, an ancient genre of popular novels," Douji said. "For example, I died on the battlefield, and my soul returned to the age of 17 before the Beijing Star was blown up. As a prophet, I can change the fate of people around me in another world." such as."

"I think you should go back to the fertilized egg period," Mint said. Although the four of them grew up in different directions, they have been getting along like real relatives, so they are merciless when they are mean. "Re-develop your brain well. Once again, bah, why do you speak so auspiciously... We are approaching the wormhole, everyone be prepared!"

The fighting cock gently pressed her shoulder.

Everyone inside and outside the wormhole breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Bixing looked up at a signal light that was turned on - the escort team would keep sending signals to the outside in the wormhole, and if the signal light did not go out, they were safe.

Outside the natural wormhole area, the second batch of Voto people who are about to evacuate are also ready, like an unprecedented migration.

Life or death is uncertain.

The first batch of evacuated teams were completely submerged in the natural wormhole, and the signal lights began to flicker, flickering, and no one made a sound in the entire communication channel.

Every time the signal light goes off, it is a heavy blow to the heart of the coalition army. At least it has to wait until it is turned on again, so that the heartbeat that has just stopped can continue to be connected.

After being frightened for about half an hour, a long "beep" sound suddenly came from the communication channel. The guard who was closely observing the signal trembled and almost jumped up.

"Don't panic." Lu Bixing held down the guard, "Analyze the signal."

"Chief, yes...there is audio."

"Time flow is different, slow down the audio."

The guard's throat twitched, and his mind blankly followed the words that must be done for landing. After the noise was slowed down several times, it finally became clear.

"We come from the Cape, the closed and silent mountains.

In the grassland abandoned by the starlight, light up the beacon smoke calling for freedom—"

The song of the Freedom Alliance Army from the eighth galaxy, the signal is stable.

Natural wormholes are temporarily safe!

The entire communication channel was buzzing like a festival.

Lin Jingheng exhaled calmly. Fortunately, this at least shows that they can wait for reinforcements from the eight galaxies, and there is still a way out when they turn around.

Only then did he realize that his mouth was dry, and he turned around and walked to the corner, took out a cigarette and lit it.Concentrate on whether you have omissions.

Lin Jingheng led the army for decades, but this was the first time that he took the lead in violating discipline on the mecha.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and snatched the cigarette from his hand.

"Smoking, fire, and spray are prohibited on the space mecha. I confiscated it, Commander." Lu Bixing said while taking a sip, and then wiped it out in Zhanlu's mechanical hand for him to deal with, and handed it over. Give Lin Jingheng a glass of warm water, "Your lips are peeling, you are not afraid of cracking, drink some water."

In the communication channel, the commander-in-chief of the sixth star system, who was already in place, heard this sentence, and said with emotion: "Lu... well, I don't want to call you Chief Lu, can you be called Bixing?"

Lu Bixing readily agreed.

"He is careful and considerate in doing things," the sixth-star system commander is usually taciturn, and only a few words of praise, dryly praised Lu Bixing several times, and then sighed, "And the temper is really good, more than General... your father is much stronger, I met the one-eyed eagle brothers of the eighth galaxy when I was young, and they are also cannon barrels, who do you look like? Professor Muller?"

Lin Jingheng listened, and looked up at Lu Zhixing from a few steps away: "I don't look like anyone else, I grow up myself."

At this time, before the storm, there was a short period of calm. The old commanders had a moment of free time, and finally had time to chatter in the communication channel, asking Lu Bixing how he was doing in the eighth galaxy, and whether he had suffered. Did the one-eyed eagle take good care of him? Hearing that the one-eyed eagle had passed away, he sighed again.

Commander Nagus of the third galaxy said: "The old brother died young, but us useless wastes are still jumping around, alas. It's okay, good boy, if that bastard Lin Jingheng is in the eighth galaxy You, come to us."

Lin Jingheng sneered: "You?"

Commander Nagusi also felt that the words just said were weird, so he laughed at himself: "Why do I sound like marrying a daughter?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He swallowed the sarcasm that was on his lips, and lowered his head to drink water without saying a word.

A group of people from the eighth galaxy followed him and pretended to be deaf and dumb. Only Lu Bixing suppressed his smile and winked at him quietly.

Just now they fought, killed and ran for their lives in an emergency. Neither of them had much time to talk in private. On the surface, it seemed that it was a partnership between the chief executive and the military commander. Lin Jingheng suspected that if these old commanders knew the truth, they would If he can perform a live bombing, then he will be convicted of hooliganism.

Lu Bixing put his hand on Lin Jingheng's shoulder affectionately, and said without hesitation: "He treats me very well, always takes good care of me, and accommodates me in everything...well, in every way."

Lin Jingheng always felt that the last sentence "all aspects" sounded very malicious, so he gave him a kick.

Zheng Di smiled gratifiedly after hearing this, and then sighed after laughing: "Whoever treats you badly, he won't. Back then, the general said that Professor Muller was busy with work and didn't like children. There is no hope in this life to hug myself. We have raised Jingheng as our own child, and chatting in private, we can’t do without him for three words. One of our female colleagues said that this is not like 'natural', like the general himself. We even have him You can tell how many centimeters it grows a year."

Lu Bixing's eyes lit up, urging him to talk about Lin Jingheng's childhood.

Lin Jingheng said angrily: "Aren't you busy?"

Zheng Di couldn't understand Lin's aggressive appearance, so he deliberately stretched out his hand and gestured: "When I first received it, I was so tall, with a big head and a thin neck, ignoring people, and picky eaters. For more than a year, I have neither The general was worried all day long, so he invited a pediatrician for consultation. The expert said it was all right, but it turned out that it was all right. After the age of eleven or twelve, it was as if a person had been fertilized. The ground jumped more than ten centimeters, like plasticine that was suddenly elongated, the flesh and blood could not keep up, and was so thin that only a handful of bones remained. Every day, I wrapped myself into a ball. In order to make myself look like a human being, I secretly wore a jacket The clothes hanger in the back propped up the shoulders, the general didn't know it, so he slapped it, beep—"

Lin Jingheng blocked Commander Zheng from the communication channel with the driver's authority.