imperfections

Lin Jingheng was not angry, he found it very interesting.

He still remembered that half a year ago, these little cubs were still like ignorant little animals, full of dumbfounding ideas, lawless and careless growing on the barren land, in the foreseeable future, maybe A hasty pale flower will bloom, or it will wither and annihilate in the pale.

Unexpectedly, now he has also learned to move his eyes and brain, and even ran up to him in groups of five and six to shout.

Judging from this educational achievement alone, Principal Lu's wild school is much better than Ulan College.

"So?" Lin Jingheng was teasing her, and deliberately asked, "Didn't your teacher tell you that the reason why they can live for three months longer is because they still have a little value as bait?"

"But..." Mint still wanted to speak, but White secretly tugged her, winked and shook his head at her again and again, the girl bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, finally shook off his hand, walked out from several students, she said , "No one has the right to define the value of another person... Don't pull me, let me finish!"

"Don't pull her," Lin Jingheng folded her arms on her chest, "you still need courage."

"After the genetic revolution in the old ephemeris, the alliance completely banned genetic modification and human body modification projects that were not necessary for medical treatment. Since then, human genes have not changed for hundreds of thousands of years. Before creation, all people are equal. This passage may be excerpted from some book, not very spoken, a bit awkward, Mint stumbled according to the script, "No one can decide the life or death of others."

Lin Jingheng nodded after listening: "Yes, the life and freedom of citizens are sacred and inviolable, and the politics are very correct, and the consciousness has caught up with Zhanlu."

Zhanlu's voice rang from all directions in Chongsanli: "Thank you for your praise."

Lin Jingheng lowered her eyelashes, and spread her hands at her with a half-smile: "But little girl, although 'sacred' is inviolable, missiles can be violated, quantum cannons can be violated, palm-sized laser guns, button-sized biochips, a few milligrams of The highly poisonous alkaloids—all are fine, isn’t that the truth?”

Mint:"……"

"Should not, and will and can, are two concepts. Everything should be viewed from the perspective of 'should'. Ares Feng should have been condemned by the gods long ago. Do I need to clean it up myself?" Lin Jingheng Waving to Zhanlu, the freezer on the wall popped up, and several colorful bottles of low-alcohol soda were lined up, "Take what you like to drink, and go play."

The students had no choice but to impress Lin Jingheng. They couldn’t even inform them—to contact Saturday from here, they could only use long-distance communication. The core processor of long-distance communication was Zhanlu, not to mention that they couldn’t get it. Even if they have permission, they are playing hide-and-seek with pirates on Saturday, and their coordinates will be leaked if they are not careful. Who would dare to take the risk of sending a message to the Self-Defense Forces?

Needle-pricking temples on Saturday.

They had a bad start just now, and their original intention was to ambush outside the transition point, and when the pirates made the transition, they would immediately launch a wave of long-range missiles, catching them by surprise.

But knowing the strategy belongs to knowing the strategy, and the actual operation belongs to the actual operation.

There will be strong energy fluctuations near the transition point, so whether it is a quantum cannon or a missile fired in the past, there will be a certain deviation, but how much and where it is deviated depends on the properties of the transition point itself and the past machine The tonnage of Armor is adjusted by experience and feel... The self-defense force may have a little experience and feel in playing cards, but it is too far behind playing missiles.

Just howling "preparation" on Saturday, the overly nervous self-defense team members had auditory hallucinations, their hands trembled, and four or five missiles rushed away at the same time, and they flew away from the jump point like a welcome firework. Depend on.

This time, the dishes were ruined, the boa constrictor was frightened by the weeding, and his coordinates were exposed.

Although this pirate team was only a detection team, their reaction was unexpectedly quick, and they immediately dispersed to organize a ferocious pursuit.

Pirates are used to scrambling outside the territory, let alone being chased or shot, even if the mental network of both sides is brushed, the entire self-defense force will be disconnected in an instant.

Saturday yelled into the comm channel: "Run!"

Lin Jingheng usually drives a heavy three to clean them up, just like the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves—the Self-Defense Forces are fallen leaves.

The self-defense team members have developed a habit. Every time they hear the sound of "running" on Saturday, they run like wild dogs.

Lin Jingheng wouldn't pull them out to kill them if nothing happened, but maybe pirates!

At the same time, the pirate detection team was also very surprised - because according to common sense, everyone seems to be evenly matched, and they are all driving mechas. Even if one of them runs out of energy and is forced to retreat, they usually take turns to attack while running. A regular army with a hard idea will rely on its high mental strength to come up against it head-on to plunder the authority of the spiritual network.

The interstellar pirates have experienced many battles, and they have never seen such a shitty retreat posture, and they have learned a lot.

The overlapping unknown energy fields here are like a maze, and the enemy army is so...unusual.

The pirate detection team thought too much for a moment, but they didn't dare to catch up immediately, allowing the self-defense team to successfully jump and escape their detection range.The anti-tracking system was so sophisticated that it quickly and seamlessly covered their tracks on Saturday, and the two sides once again stalemate.

The anti-tracking system is layered. At the beginning, the two sides were going back and forth blindly. Then, the superb decoding technology of the pirate detection team showed its clues. In less than an hour, they almost cracked the encryption of the outer channel through constant trial and error. .

Saturday took them to practice the highest state of "disgusting the real with the fake" with practical actions-acting in their true colors.

At the beginning, the pirate detection team was very cautious, but the real level was right there. After a few times, the pirate team discovered the true level of this armed force, and they caught up faster and faster. Quickly turned from cautious defense to attack, and turned into a big mouth in space, trying to bite the single cub.

The Self-Defense Force could only keep shrinking. On Saturday, in order to cover a teammate who almost dropped the line, he was hit by a pirate's quantum cannon. More than 90% of the mech's protective cover was damaged, and he was basically running naked at the moment.He took out a bottle of cold-preserved drinking water from the supply box, took a sip, and poured the rest on his head. The blood vessels contracted sharply when he was cold, and he shook his head vigorously: "Run like this!" There is no way, we have to fight back."

"How to fight back?"

"According to what General Lin said, set up traps," Saturday thought for a while, "Listen to me, according to normal thinking, they don't know that the permissions of the anti-tracking system are encrypted, and now they have been chasing us for so long, probably It’s annoying too, I must really want to take away a mecha from us and gain the authority of the anti-tracking system, my shield has a problem, I will be the bait for this disconnection, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the communication channel had already exploded: "That's not good, what should I do if something really happens?"

"Who commanded us when you fainted?"

"Being attacked by someone on the spirit network, if you make trouble, you will die."

He called "stop" three times on Saturday without interrupting the endless debate of his subordinates. For the first time in his life, he understood why Lin Jingheng was so unreasonable.

There is a saying that "too many chickens will not lay eggs, so many people will make trouble." The commander is too reasonable and must be buried alive by opinions.

Saturday took a deep breath and raised his tone: "Listen to me, is it over?"

There was a brief pause in the communication channel.

"That's the scouts, who specialize in this, understand?" Saturday said coldly, "It's been a long time, and there is no system that cannot be cracked. Now you can use the opponent's unfamiliar terrain to hide. After a while , Ah? Are you going to run away? I have no problem with running away, the question is where to run? Leaving the base, with us alone, we can't live for a month at all, are you willing? Are you willing!"

He thought of the three months of nightmares, when he got up for training before dawn, stumbling and leading the Self-Defense Force to persevere, thinking that he had tried his best, but in the end he found that he was still vulnerable. For a while, he couldn't help but feel sad.

The more I talked on Saturday, the louder my voice became, and in the end I almost slapped my throat.

Sometimes people seem to be like this. They keep talking in a low voice, "meowing", and the voice will soften together. If there is something that can make him let go of his throat—even if it is a quarrel with someone, it can rekindle the spirit of burnout god.

"The anti-tracking system is a labyrinth." Saturday slowed down, and called up the circuit diagram of the anti-tracking system, "Look, there is a refraction point near the 0014 transition point closest to the other party. We have the anti-tracking system authority. You can get behind them without anyone noticing. I will be the bait, and the other party will definitely try to deprive me of my spiritual network, and then read the information of the anti-tracking system. At this time, they will be careless. You go around behind them, Concentrate your firepower—there is only one chance, you must concentrate your firepower! How many can be destroyed? Don’t linger after the fight, go immediately, do I understand?”

A self-defense member asked: "What about you? Your shield is broken."

"As long as the other party finds the right time to voluntarily withdraw from my spiritual net when the other party is robbing me, I won't be injured... I have succeeded in doing this several times, otherwise I will be pushed down from the spiritual net by General Lin every day, and I will have a nervous breakdown." Said on Saturday, "General Lin said that the man-machine match rate of the detection team is generally around 75%. Opportunity to recapture the spirit net and slip away in the chaos, is it okay to change to someone else—on vacation, how good is your man-machine match?"

During the holidays, he replied disheartened: "Now, now? 60%."

"Where is the highest?"

During the holidays, she let out a bel canto-like chest resonance, and hummed: "...61%."

Most of these low-level players have stable "advantages", and they don't even have the possibility of extraordinary performance.

Saturday took a deep breath: "Then you are still talking about dick, who is the boss!"

At that time, the Self-Defense Forces had just been established, and they were still full of blood on Saturdays. They had many ideas and grand blueprints in their hearts. They once asked Lu Bixing for advice on how to get more people to follow him.

Lu Bixing thought about it for a moment, and then answered him: "High virtue, respect, coercion, and temptation. If you choose one of these four things and do it, there will be people who are willing to follow you. Then you can only rely on gossip to confuse the public and pour chicken soup. First fool people, and then remember that others are here to help you because they have been fooled by you, not to play 'playing house with the emperor and ministers' with you. If you have something to do, do it yourself first, don't hide behind like a stinky big sister."

Touching the communication device on Saturday, he let out a long breath of stale air from his chest, and said, "Let's go."

"Target found." The pirate detection team passed messages to each other.

"Chase!"

A runaway has begun.

This time, the Self-Defense Forces seemed to fail to find the transition point in time, and scattered in a large open space. The Pirate Monitoring Team only had fifteen mechas, so naturally they would not take the initiative to separate. They quickly screened the targets and locked on Saturday: " The protective cover of the mecha was seriously damaged, and it is suspected that the other party’s power system is also damaged, and the driving speed is lower than the average, and there is a certain side bend.”

On Saturday, I deliberately turned off several propellers, and only used one side of the propeller to turn back and forth, and "limped" to the maximum speed.

In less than 5 minutes, the power system on one side was overheated, the noise in the cabin was getting louder, and the mecha popped up for maintenance countless times. On Saturday, I scanned the anti-tracking system from the corner of my eye and found that the clumsy members of the Self-Defense Force were moving in the agreed direction. Run, the bastards are not dizzy this time, the direction is right!

The distance between the two sides continued to shorten, and the pirate team suddenly split in two. At the same time, a missile was aimed at Saturday.

Pilots who have really experienced scarcity and life-and-death battles know that every missile on the mecha is scarce and must be used wisely, so it is often fatal as long as it is fired.

The lame mech on Saturday was about to be smashed into a pile of pieces. He yelled and tried his best to change the course. The tremor spread from the mental network to his eardrums. The missile passed him by. Under the huge inertia, Saturday's direction was too much, causing the mecha to turn an exaggerated angle in the air. This delay caused two teams of pirates to outflank it.

I took a look at my man-machine match on Saturday, and it was 75% at this time, which was his best state.

As soon as they approached, the pirates' spiritual nets were crushed, and the man-machine port was immediately invaded.

On Saturday, he thought he was used to being disconnected, but only now did he realize that being disconnected on the battlefield is different from the drill. During the drill, his vision would suddenly go dark, and he didn't even realize that he had entered the range of Chongsan's mental network. It was brushed down by General Lin, and it felt like being beaten with a sap when walking at night.

But at this time, the pirates' spiritual power was probably not much stronger than him. When they plundered the spiritual net, they attacked in groups, organized and continuous!

On Saturday, he was exhausted and blocked wave after wave, as if countless people were beating his head back and forth with a hammer, knocking his matching rate from 75% to 55%.

On Saturday, his gums were about to bleed. On the anti-tracking system, he saw his teammates approaching the agreed position, but it was not enough.

His man-machine matching rate keeps dropping, 54%, 53%... While the spirit network is constantly being attacked, he still has to maintain the balance of the mech and avoid the opponent's pursuit. Suddenly, the whole mech is tilted to one side In the past, his mental power was no longer enough to completely control the mech, and the man-machine match jumped to a dangerous 51%.

With a loud cry on Saturday, he disconnected the spirit net voluntarily. At the same time, the authority of the spirit net was taken over by the opponent, and 29 small self-defense force mechas appeared behind the pirate team out of thin air.

The uneven missiles rushed towards the pirate team like a wave, they were like boats lifted by the waves, they managed to regain the authority of the spirit network on Saturday, they did not rush to retreat, they opened the missiles in the arsenal first, the missiles were in the It whizzed away in a short distance, and hit the fuselage of a pirate mecha. It was thrown out like a kite off-line, and then exploded to ashes.

"I got it!" Saturday roared with bloodshot eyes, "I got it!"

However, the Mobile Self-Defense Forces failed to seize this opportunity and wiped out the entire pirate team. Nearly half of the missiles were ineffective attacks, and the remaining five pirate mechas were still capable of fighting, and they did not perform as expected. Instead of fleeing, he immediately launched a counterattack.

The communication channel was disturbed by a large number of nuclear explosions, and everyone's voices became intermittent. The Self-Defense Forces that originally planned to outflank the long-distance ran over their heads and collided with the surviving pirates head-on. For a while, missiles and Quantum cannons flew around, and at the end of the attack, no one could see who they were. All strategies and tactics were wiped out, leaving melee melee.

The self-defense team who had never fired a gun before was dragged into the abyss of blood and fire in an instant, and got used to the mecha arsenal in killing and being killed.

A missile hit head-on, and it was too late to hide on Saturday, so he subconsciously opened the protective cover... The damaged protective cover did not respond!

In the Jijia Spiritual Network, you can see the shape of the missile, and opened your eyes wide on Saturday, thinking: "It's over."

What it was like to be smashed to pieces with a mech, was beyond Saturday's imagination, and his mind was blank.

At this time, a small mecha rushed out of nowhere, and Dangdang blocked the missile that was rushing towards him. Saturday's pupils shrank suddenly, and the protective cover gave off a dazzling light, and then melted together with a part of the fuselage , the arsenal at the tail of the mecha was sunken, a glare of light was like the rising sun on the horizon, first a little bit, and then suddenly pierced the sky—the arsenal of the little mech exploded.

Disappeared in the glare.

The fuselage was shaken, and the pirate who fired the gun was also shaken by the explosion. On Saturday, he didn't even see which brother it was. It's you!"

In the vast universe, tiny human beings risk their lives, and their fierce love and hatred can almost swallow their bodies and souls in one bite... It's just a few small fires in the dark.

Prince Gloria-Arisvon watched the battle with cold eyes like watching a movie.

The synonym of this "crazy man" is not jumping up and down all the time, his face replaced by a large piece of special metal can't express much complex expressions, it always looks a bit numb, his voice is hoarse, and his speech speed is even a little slow : "Why is there energy turbulence here, has the analysis been clear?"

"Your Highness, I suspect that this is a pre-set ambush area with a very powerful anti-tracking function."

"Very powerful?" Ares Feng intertwined his ten fingers together, and the twisted and deformed human fingers were sandwiched between metal fingers of uniform thickness. Watch the live broadcast?"

The subordinate next to him bent over and dared not get up.

"What a familiar style, what a familiar trap." Ares Feng stood up, and lightly pulled his subordinate's shoulders, making him straighten up. "We may have found the murderer of Yuan Yiren."