imperfections

The shabby central residential area of ​​Galaxy City, which was just laughed at by the commanders of the Central Army, has pulled up the protective net at this time, and there are occasional energy fluctuations, emitting special phosphorescence. Can't fly in either.

The field robots of the major media were all blocked outside, three layers inside and three layers outside, flying to a thick layer in the sky, making "buzzing" noises like bombers, quite a spectacular scene covering the sky and blocking out the sun .

A near-ground mecha vehicle stopped directly at the door of Lu Bixing's house, suspended in mid-air, Bayer and a guard jumped down: "Commander, chief, this way."

Lu Bixing came out of the small courtyard and nodded at them.Bayer looked at him and found that although his face was quite serious, he still didn't show any negative emotions.Always full of energy, always gentle and calm, this seems to be an indelible label on him.

Bayer asked in a low voice: "There are media robots squatting all over the track. I just had someone open a back door on the space field shielding network of the Galactic City command center. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I suggest that we go directly to the space field now." Passage, it might be a little uncomfortable... is that okay?"

Lin Jingheng: "I can't die, let's go."

Lu Bixing raised his head and glanced at the overwhelming media outside, and he could still vaguely hear the buzzing voices there. There were tens of billions of eyes staring at him behind the camera, and tens of billions of mouths opening and closing to ask him questions.

Lin Jingheng raised her hand to cover his eyes, clasped his shoulders, and pushed him into the mech vehicle half-forcibly: "Don't look, get in the car first."

The close-to-ground mech vehicle made a "hum", setting off a muffled sound wave, and then the space field device was activated, and the flowers and bushes around the mecha vehicle collectively "bowed their eyebrows and bowed their waists".

During the tinnitus, the time and space around him were slightly distorted, but Lu Bixing's oversensitive ears could still hear the sound from the external media, which was dragged out of tune by the distorted space.

"...Is the so-called 'Nuwa Project' related to the Rainbow Virus?"

"President Lu, do you admit that you conducted a rainbow virus experiment in private?"

"In the 128th year of the Votor calendar, Prince Gloria initiated the Reinburg experiment, which caused the Rainbow Virus to ravage, causing at least [-] million people to die in the eighth galaxy, and countless people to be displaced. Chief Lu!"

"The last time the mutated rainbow virus broke out from Venus was also because of this damn Nuwa project? Director Lu, can you come forward and answer?"

"Lu—general—chief—"

The mech vehicle sank into the space field.

Lu Bixing closed his eyes lightly, remembering that not long ago, he was brazenly saying in the living room of his home that Venus would replace the eighth galaxy.

It seems that he caught the thread of the future fate of the eight major galaxies, and then he slapped his face in the blink of an eye.

It seems that Pointing Jiangshan should not stand too high, it is easy to step on the air, and fall into an unattractive posture.

With a flash of silver light, the near-earth mech passed through the space field and arrived at the command center of Galaxy City.

Until the building of the command center was close in front of his eyes, those voices of questioning still seemed to linger in his ears. Lu Bixing sat still for a moment, pressing his ear gently.

"President Lu," at this moment, the guard driving the mecha suddenly turned around and said cautiously, "I know what they said is not true, I believe you."

Lu Bixing paused, then showed a somewhat surprised smile, and said something polite: "Thank you for your trust."

"I... I am from the planet Mora, and our family lives in a small town at the foot of a mountain in the planet Mora. I don't know if you still remember, at the end of the fourth year of the Independent Era, I was 16 years old, and the constant temperature system of the planet Mora was at Damaged during the civil war, the ground materials could not be transported, food, energy ... ran out of ammunition and food, and the armed forces that occupied the place on Mora star did not care about our life or death, but only fought. Our whole family huddled in front of a handmade alcohol lamp to keep warm. My mother is Frozen to death." The young guards and Lu Bixing spoke a little nervously, and the end of the voice was always trembling, as if they hadn't warmed up from the severe winter. "Then the government army came, and there was no attack. First, the engineering team was sent to land. Repairing the constant temperature system, under pressure, being hunted down by local armed forces every day... At that time, you led the engineering team yourself, and I saw you from a long distance."

The mech vehicle came to a complete stop, the engine quieted down, and there was a moment of silence inside.

"I want to tell you that I applied for the military academy because of you. After graduation, as an outstanding student, I entered Galaxy City to work as a security guard. When my father heard about it, he was so happy that he drank two bottles of 'survival wine'. I also, I secretly took a photo of you in the command center, and my father has been hanging it on the wall, I, I, I... I'm sorry, I know this is against the rules..." The guard's face flushed red, and he became more and more incoherent. Be careful not to call yourself a small violation of discipline, he turned around in a panic and jumped off the mech vehicle, blushing and giving a heavy military salute, "Chief, please get off this way!"

Bayer grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile: "Sneak shot chief? Promising, which team do you belong to? I'll talk to your boss later."

"Don't scare him." Lu Bixing lifted two fingers to his temples, imitated a hat-off action with his bare hands, and saluted the trembling guard, "Add a better-looking filter for me, so I don't need to write a check. "

Lin Jingheng waited for him a few steps away with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at the trembling little guard, tilted his head pretending to be relaxed, and whispered in Lu Bixing's ear: "In broad daylight, flirting with a young man, are you When I die?"

Lu Bixing shook his empty hand at him, and also whispered: "Good things are in high demand, why didn't you write your name quickly?"

They walked for a while, and heard the little guard just behind him suddenly say loudly: "Chief, I stand behind you on behalf of the 3000 million survivors of Planet Moura!"

Lu Bixing's footsteps stopped suddenly, and on his face, which was almost cultivated to show no expression of emotion and anger, a little heat surged up uncontrollably and rushed into his eye sockets.

"Well," Lin Jingheng turned her head and spit out a puff of white smoke in the direction of the little guard, "Then you now have 3000 billion supporters."

Lu Bixing lowered his head and smiled, forced the heat from his eyes to blink back, and asked him, "Where did the 100 billion come from?"

"I," Lin Jingheng gave him the remaining half of a cigarette, put on the gloves casually, "I am 100 billion, if anyone has a different opinion, please feel free to come to me for an interview."

Another four Votto hours later—

heart of roses.

The eighth galaxy exploded, and the boiling anxiety quickly passed through a large amount of information, flew through a certain wormhole channel, and arrived at the communication receiving platform of the Heart of Rose.

Silver III, who was confronting artificial intelligence, and the first, second, and fourth galaxy central army and the leading part of the alliance army who had just passed through the wormhole and arrived at the heart of the rose received it at the same time!

Poisson Yang quickly browsed through a large amount of information from the eighth galaxy at a glance: "They infiltrated into the eighth galaxy through some means... The information that was given to us before is all a simplified version of the guise, the big head is here!"

All the artificial intelligence showed them was a video and related medical examination reports. At first glance, it was confusing, and the first reaction was that it was forged. The allies of all parties obviously believed so, and there was no such detailed ins and outs of the Nuwa plan. .The artificial intelligence actually put them together behind the scenes!

"I always feel that robots don't know how to adapt to the mind-set. It's a damn ancient legacy of the earth age."

Thomas Yang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and raised his head: "How many coalition forces and Woto refugees are still stuck in the wormhole?"

One of Baiyinsan's guards quickly estimated and told him, "About half."

"General Yang, the Frontier Guards of the First Galaxy request to speak with you."

"General Yang, the Union Army is asking..."

The blue veins on the back of Po Songyang's hands jumped up: "What's the trouble! Don't ask at this time, everyone be alert!"

His voice fell, and the high-energy warning in the mecha had already struck.

Opposite Rose Heart, the already dormant artificial intelligence army seems to have calculated the time. The quiet forward suddenly retracted, and the rear team became the front team. The muzzles of thousands of missiles have already been warmed up. Such a moment of panic opened fire on the human alliance!

All the starships on which the Voto refugees took were temporarily incorporated into the heavy armor, and the people who were about to go back to their "home" with infinite regret were firmly tied in place by safety ropes, and curled up together with their heads in their arms.

The human coalition forces that hadn't had time to gather hurriedly fought.

The last time we fought against the Freedom Legion, the commanders of all the star systems were together, and Lin Jingheng was in command. Although the human coalition forces came from different teams, they all listened to his unified deployment. Although there were some lack of tacit understanding, fortunately, the commander was rich in experience , The soldiers are well-trained, and they can be regarded as advancing and retreating.

But at this time, only some of the leading troops arrived at the Heart of Roses, and the commanders were all in the back. The human coalition forces were filled with all kinds of information, true and false, and their brains were almost overloaded. Whether it came from in front of him or behind him, Bai Yinsan seemed to have lied to them just now!

The hesitant coalition forces are like a mess, the communication channels are in a mess, chattering all over the place, and they don't know who to listen to.

Baiyin San had to stand alone at the forefront. The technical soldiers who seldom went to the front barely survived the first wave of the artificial intelligence army's strong attack. More than half of the mechas were forced to change drivers, retreating hundreds of people at once. kilometer.

Thomas Yang shouted loudly: "They want to expand and build their own mechanical empire. Do you want to be trapped in the eighth galaxy by robots? Stop arguing!"

"Receive the enemy's communication," Poisson Yang said quickly, "I'll curse a few words, you find a way to crack the encryption of the opponent's communication network and interfere with their internal communication."

"Lyongyeon!" The communication with the enemy was quickly connected, and Posson Yang roared, "It was agreed for 24 hours, what do you mean by firing now, you have to be ashamed!"

"According to interstellar practice, verbal agreements have no legal effect."

Poisson Yang: "Did you invent the shit star convention!"

"No, General Yang, I checked all the cases involving verbal agreements in the archives of the Military Commission, and the search results showed that there were a total of 630 recorded cases, of which only 95 cases were followed by both parties. Therefore, we believe that it is not inappropriate to conclude that breaking the verbal agreement is the star convention." Long Yuan said with reason, "According to the latest assessment, we believe that the probability of your side making the first move is over [-]%, so we have to fire first, please. Forgive me. The chip man is in the eighth galaxy, and we will go to the eighth galaxy to personally eliminate the terrible chip technology."

Poisson Yang: "..."

What a hell, backed by big data!

Stupid human beings, why do they record their dark history of treachery in such detail!

"The other party's communication encryption has been cracked." Fortunately, the technical elites of Silver Three survived the heavy pressure.

The artificial intelligence's internal communication network was immediately damaged on a large scale, and the fast-advancing forward immediately lost control for a short time. The human coalition forces that came back to their senses quickly put aside the secondary conflicts, concentrated their forces against the enemy, and fought back. "Cut off" a corner of the pioneer of artificial intelligence breaking into the heart of the rose.

Yet no one cheered.

"Annihilating the enemy's mechs in combat is called 'annihilating the living force'," Poisson Yang wryly smiled, "What do we call it?"

Every well-trained space army is piled up with money and time. If one dies, it will be a loss, but there is no one in the mechs of the artificial intelligence army. If one is destroyed, there will be many more. All the military forces in the entire First Galaxy The Almighty Reserve was called upon by them, and even if all the missiles of the human coalition were emptied, they would not be able to harm the enemy at all.

Thomas Yang let out a heavy breath: "At this time, a dead horse can only be treated as a living horse doctor. Let's delay until all the coalition forces are here."

As he said, he glanced anxiously at the time again: "There is a certain degree of randomness in walking through the wormhole area. They may arrive early, or they may be delayed. It would be great if the rest of the people happened to arrive early. If they can Show up immediately and we'll have a chance."

"Then what if it's delayed? One day, two days, I don't know how long... We people can't last for 48 hours," Posson Yang smiled bitterly, "History has started to roll the dice again, guess this time it will be smashed again Whose skull?"

Thomas Yang suddenly thought of something, and the blood on his face suddenly faded.

Just listen to Posson Yang continue to ask: "When we can't make it through, what should we do?"

If a large number of coalition forces are still in the wormhole channel, the artificial intelligence army will first break through the defense of the Heart of Rose, what should they do?

Shattering the wormhole passage, destroying the artificial intelligence army and half of the coalition forces into the turbulent flow of time and space?

Or let them enter the eighth galaxy?

"General Yang," a front-line scout reported, "a large number of mechas came from the military fortresses of the first galaxy and joined the artificial intelligence army."

"General Yang!" The troops originally belonging to the Alliance Army and the Border Guards of the First Galaxy knew the situation of the First Galaxy best, and at the same time issued a reminder on the communication channel, "The armed reserves of the First Galaxy are beyond your imagination, and they will use them infinitely like this." Go on, even if the hit rate of our missiles is as high as [-]%, it is not enough to fight! We have to find a different way!"

"Energy Warning—"

Poisson Yang: "What!"

"General, several artificial intelligence armed forces have bypassed the jump point and invaded from the 'non-channel area', and are approaching us rapidly!"

This non-fairway area was passed by Lin Jingshu of the Free Legion when they attacked Heart of Rose, and they learned it quickly!

"Second Galaxy Central Army flank attacked."

"The other party's communication network is being restored, and the encryption is being upgraded—"

"General Yang, we are surrounded!"

Posson Yang could hear the throbbing of his own arteries, a large amount of blood was pouring into his head along his neck desperately, as if he was afraid that he would not be enough, all kinds of sirens sounded like besieged people in a chaotic battle situation, constantly pouring into his ears Riza.

He blocked the intercom channel abruptly and turned to meet Thomas' gaze.

Thomas understood what he meant in a flash, and his pupils seemed to shrink.

"Send an alarm to the eighth galaxy." Poisson Yang lowered his voice and said quickly, "then release the wormhole disruptor."

Thomas Yang took a breath and his lungs hurt: "Most of the human coalition forces, Woto's unarmed residents...and the accompanying silver..."

Poisson Yang: "It's too late!"

Thomas Young grabbed his arm, his hand trembling uncontrollably.

"I'll give the order." Posson Yang said slowly, "I've always been responsible for this kind of thing."

The lively and energetic older brother is responsible for coordinating relationships, handling trivial matters, and bringing everyone together, and the always impatient younger brother is responsible for picking up the knife that cuts his wrist at critical moments——

Poisson Yang easily broke free from his hand, and connected the technical soldiers at the entrance of the wormhole: "Wormhole technology supports all departments..."

But before he finished speaking, the smooth communication was interrupted unexpectedly. Poisson Yang was taken aback, and then turned his head in disbelief. The military recorder showed that a mecha from the Alliance suddenly fired at his rear, blowing up the carrier. A technical support ship with wormhole jamming equipment!

And it's not over yet.

Immediately afterwards, missiles came from different units of the coalition forces and rushed towards the technical support ship at the same time. The technical support ship could not respond to the sneak attack from the friendly forces at all, and was submerged in a sea of ​​​​flames in an instant.

Subsequently, in order to communicate with the eighth galaxy, the simple communication equipment built at the heart of the rose was also swept away by high-energy particle cannons.

Their communication with the eighth galaxy has been interrupted!

Thomas Yang next to him has reopened the messy internal communication channel: "What are you guys doing?!"

"General Yang," the internal communication channel of the coalition forces was also affected, and the piercing noise was extremely cold, "In order to protect the eighth galaxy, you want to cut off the wormhole channel, right?"

Thomas Young was short of breath.

"Feel sorry--"

Before Lin Jingshu died, she predicted that the second Garden of Eden and the third Garden of Eden would appear soon, and human beings would fall apart again.

At this time, the second Garden of Eden has not yet appeared, and the human coalition forces of Heart of Rose have parted ways in desperation.

If her ghost is still floating in this "human forbidden zone", she will probably laugh.