Chapter 133: Cruel time

Lin Jingheng was supposed to be timid near home, but the heart of roses was not "near home" to him-he didn't know if the mysterious wormhole area would change in more than two decades, and he didn't know Can he be returned to the original place in spite of time and space ... Anyway, from his personal life experience, it is normal for things to always be a little different from expectations.
Since he woke up, fourteen years of Votor years have traveled too long, almost spanning life and death, and by the way he has developed excess patience, thinking that there is a long road ahead, so he is not too anxious Give birth to this "timidity".
As a result, there is "no distant worry, there are near concerns".
For a while, Lin Jingheng's mind was blank, and when he returned to God, he found himself sleepwalking and asked: "What are you doing with your eyes?"
"When I walked through the wormhole, I caused a little blood pressure instability, nothing," Relaxant No. 6 resembled a puppet with a commanding landing. He even smiled calmly, "Welcome back, General. "
As if for him, Lin Jingheng just returned from a business trip for a week, carrying his luggage through the back door and entering the conference room as painless and itchy.
Lin Jingheng's exploded mood didn't have time to burn, he met cold air head-on, stepped into the air with one foot, and fell into the ice cave.
What should it be like to meet again after life and death?
Seeing Woolf again, he is full of mixed feelings, and his heart is full of emotions; when he sees Lin Jingying, he is thrilling and emotional. Thomas Yang of Silver III received an unexpected summons, and the remote communication key of the jump point was not personal. At this time, all the old silver ninth guards behind Lu Bixing were all red eyes.
Only Lu must walk calmly, with an unspeakable sense of strangeness.
"Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet," Lu Bixing looked away from him, and took a look at the arms gathered on the edge of a galaxy, with a standard diplomatic smile on his face. "I am the eighth galaxy independent government The person in charge Lu Bixing, while exploring the unknown universe area, the local galaxy expedition stumbled upon an active natural wormhole area, rushed in, and unexpectedly came to the first galaxy, unintentionally coming out to disturb all friendly exchanges, but our People happened to pass by and were blocked by everyone. There was no way but to say hello. "
There were too many accidents on this day.
First, it seemed that Lin Jingheng, who had opened the "Infinite Life" plug-in, appeared with the Silver Ten Guards, and then an unknown armed force emerged from the "heart of roses" in the restricted area, whether it was "the eighth galaxy" or "traversing the natural wormhole area." "It can shake off the jaw of a man, etc. In comparison," terrorists have abducted a planet "is not sensational enough.
If it weren't for the missiles flying here, media workers around the world would have to squeeze in and hang their headlines for a year.
After a while, a General of the Central Army spoke out: "The eighth galaxy is independent ... the government?"
"The eighth galaxy self-exploded the interstellar channel transition point, which was isolated from the alliance, and an independent government was established to change the new independent chronology law," said Lu Bixing. "How do you call this general?"
"I'm Wildock, commander of the Central Army of the Second Galaxy. Now I'm performing bandit missions on the borders of the First Galaxy."
"Fortunately, General Duke," Lu Bixing nodded. "If there is a chance to have normal diplomatic relations with the Alliance, I hope to invite you to be a guest."
"You ... the Alliance has not acknowledged ..."
Lu Bixing politely interrupted him: "General Duke, 'Independent Government' means that we have declared complete sovereignty and complete territory, and the Alliance is two equal political powers. We are not the 'autonomous region' of your place. Recognition of the legal system of the Alliance does not require recognition by the Alliance. "
All people under the age of 300 who were born in the New Star Era do not have the concepts of "nation" and "sovereignty" in their minds. Even the extraterritorial pirates have positioned themselves as "anti-government forces" in the subconscious. The dream of "Glorious Empire" is also chosen in Votor.
General Duke was blinded by this outrageous confession and was speechless for a moment.
Lu Bixing glanced down and glanced at his personal terminal. There were less than ten minutes left for the best effect of Soothing Agent No. 6 in his body.
In these ten minutes, his sanity is still overwhelming, and Lu Bixing carefully evaluates the situation at this time. Of course, the focus of the field is of course the silver ten guards. Although the equipment is sparse, this is a piece of equipment that has been broken. , Lying in the ecological cabin can also stir the troops of the storm, the legend of the new star calendar for three hundred years has not changed, almost with a bit of mythology.
But the home is indeed the Alliance. The strength of the Alliance Army is about the sum of the Pirates' Freedom Corps, the Silver Ten Guards, and the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force. The mech model seems slightly old to Lu Bixing, but they are the ones who control the entire Alliance. If it was not because the pirates had kidnapped innocent people as hostages, the Alliance officials would have to make a rattling gesture to avoid being entangled by these pirates.
Compared with the first two parties, the military strength of the Pirates' Freedom Army appears to be relatively amateurish. After all, their profession is devastating. The danger of these people lies in their madness, reckless consequences, and the fact that chip drugs can corrode any group of people from the inside, and do not solve the "opium" problem. This kind of planetary security personnel rebels against water, and the abduction of a planetary person is inevitable ... but it's not about the eighth galaxy.
As far as the alliance is concerned, the Central Army around the old Lu Xin Ministry has supported half of them.
Lu Bixing's gaze swept across Woolf at the corner of the communication screen. The old man who reached the pinnacle of power and represented the "Declaration of Freedom" probably didn't know that the database of the forbidden fruit had been repaired by him. The one who could pull Woolf from the altar The down list is in his hands.
Maybe the old Marshal may have other explanations for this matter, but the forbidden fruit system shows that Woolf was on the list of forbidden fruits long before the two masters of Baita had an accident. His old man has never been supervised by the Garden of Eden, and then opened his eyes. Watching his adopted son, Lin Wei, was destroyed in the Garden of Eden, Lu Xin was framed in the Garden of Eden, and Lin Jingheng was recalled by the Alliance to destroy the Great Wall—
What would Lu Xin's old ministry think about this?
Do they tend to think that Woolf is already a dog of the management committee? Or would you like to believe that the old Marshal did not share the same affair with the management committee, but merely colluded with the anti-Uzbek society outside the territory?
Lu Bixing and Woolf looked at each other for a moment, meaning they smiled at each other unclearly, thinking, "I can shed half of your country now."
But someone must not want him to do so.
Lu Bixing sighed silently and said slowly: "About 40 years ago, a woman who was originally a well-known scholar was forced to flee the eighth galaxy because of her family's changes. Her husband once fought local……"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone at the scene knew who he was referring to. Lin Jingheng's heart stunned, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition.
"Her husband, it is said that everyone is very familiar. I heard that his grievances have also been cleaned up. He died of the plot of the Eden Management Committee. The reason why the Management Committee had a bad relationship with him was because he kept thinking It's the eighth galaxy outside the Garden of Eden. "Lu Bixing paused, seemingly helplessly spreading his hands," Our poor and remote country, a small half of the population is cephalocephalic, no one has seen what Eden looks like, including me, We have n’t received as much education as you, and we have been separated from civilized society for hundreds of light years. This is the status quo. And giving the eighth galaxy equal rights is the greatest wish of that general in his lifetime. For me, this is My father's ancestors made last wishes. "
Woolf understood his meaning and stood on the spot.
The Central Army was also silent, and for a while, countless eyes stared at the face that was necessary for landing in order to see the shadow of his parents from his face.
Central Army General Duke stuttered, "You ... you are ..."
Lin Jingheng: "..."
He knew that the one-eyed eagle was unreliable, and he did not expect that the old Persian cat was so unreliable! Isn't it that he can't say anything after he has made an appointment, just let him be kept in the drum and stay away from disputes in his life?
And what is Chief Edward doing? Why did they push Lu Bixing to the front desk?
Lu Bixing: "Zhan Lu, I can say hello to everyone."
The voice of artificial intelligence rang in the mech behind him: "It's been a long time, everyone in the alliance, sir, I thought everything about you would be the same as General Lu Xin, and only stayed in my database ever since. See you again. "
The sound that once dissipated on the edge of the galaxy seven made Lin Jingheng's eyes a little warm, and he closed his eyes gently.
Zhan Lu continued: "I compared the genetic information of General Lu, General Lu, and Madam Lu, and confirmed that he was the child born in danger ..."
Without finishing Zhanlu's words, Duke of the Central Army interrupted him incoherently: "You report the comparison to me, you ... are you really Zhanlu? But Zhanlu is not ..."
"I can send it to your Mech communication terminal," Zhan Lu answered calmly. "Hello General Duke, I remember when you and several of your colleagues used to be away while secretly betting on General Lu Xin, trying to connect with my spiritual network. Check your own threshold. Because of my setting, I accidentally injured you at that time. I was very sorry for the concussion in the medical treatment. I have owed you an apology for nearly a hundred years. "
"Yeah ... I'm still guarding General Lu ... I was ..." Duke, the commander of the Central Army, couldn't say a complete sentence, his lips were pursing softly, "he ... he Are there any offspring? For so many years, none of us have done our utmost, and they have grown so big by accident ... I'm sorry to the generals ... How about the eighth and eighth galaxies these years? "
"It's okay, but my ability is limited. At present everyone is barely able to make ends meet. Thank you for your anxiety. I hope that one day, I will not shame my father's name." Lu Bixing said, "The situation in the active area of ​​the wormhole is unstable. To prevent the passage from changing, we're afraid we will be temporarily unaccompanied, and we will invite you to visit when the transition point is rebuilt in the future. "
He gestured at the people next to him, and the back of the mech unit turned into the front team. At the same time, the heavy armor released the docking track, and Da Lala gathered up the small and shabby little mechs of the Silver Ten Guards.
I do n’t know where the wild boy came from, and he took away the Silver Ten Guards as soon as he showed up.
Wang Ailun was about to stop him, but Woolf raised his hand and held his shoulder.
Wang Ailun was startled, and then he found that headed by Willduke, the Central Army of the old Lu Xin units had collectively let go of a passage, and if there was no way, they meant to block the pirates for them.
Lu Bixing stared tightly at the docking track of the heavy armor. Until the last small mech was also included in his heavy armor, he finally spit out with a breath in his chest.
A small reminder flashed silently on the personal terminal—telling him that twenty minutes had passed and the effect of the soothing agent No. 6 was about to diminish.
"Withdraw," Lu Bixing announced blankly, "don't stay in the heart of the rose, let the expedition lead, open the passage, and we will return to the ship directly."
"Yes!"
"Oh, yes, and finally give you a gift." Lu Bixing said, the command ship suddenly shot a missile, the range exceeded the Alliance Army's longest range, pointing directly at a pirate mech, on the battlefield, the missile is not unusual. The far range is only a little daunting. The terrible thing is that when the long-range space nuclear missile slips out of orbit, all the mechas in the surroundings-regardless of the Alliance Army or the Free Army, have not received any warning!
The target pirate mech had no time to do any defense and exploded into a fire on the spot.
Lu Bixing said unhurriedly: "In my observation, the driver's aiming technology was poor, and when Guigui fired at the Alliance, he fired fire at my side. Although we are poor, we are embarrassed to occupy You missiles are cheap, you pay them back, goodbye. "
After Lu Bixing finished speaking, he just unilaterally cut off the communication, drove his team to the heart of the rose, and disappeared in the presence of everyone.
Followed by Lin Jingheng ascended to the silver ten guards of the heavy armor of the Galaxy Self-Defense Force, the mech was shocked. Thomas Yang lived like an earth owl who had never seen the world before, and his eyes were not enough: One third faster than the equivalent heavy armor of the Alliance. Wow, this spare mech, this orbit ... Is it true? Is this the eighth galaxy? General, aren't you saying that the weight of the eighth galaxy was heavy? Is Jia still captured from the pirates, why ... "
Poisson Yang couldn't bear it, stretched his legs, and kicked his brother on the back of his brother. Thomas Yang took a few steps forward, holding on to the wall of the Mech Transceiver Station. Lin Jingheng's face was not right.
Zhanlu's voice came from the receiving station: "Be careful, Captain Yang Wei."
"Hey, Zhanlu," Thomas Young narrowed his nose, strolled back to the team, and pushed Dr. Harden's wheelchair. "You are so cool."
"This is not my airframe, Captain," said Zhan Lu, "because the price / performance ratio is not high, my mecha nuclear function has not been repaired, and now I am only artificial intelligence used by the chief personally."
"Chief leader?" Lin Jingheng looked up.
"Yes, sir. President Edward died of illness ten years before independence. Currently the chief executive of the eighth galaxy is President Lu-I still like this title in private."
"What about Turan? What about the one-eyed eagle?"
"General Turan, as the eighth galaxy defense commander, was ordered to sit on the eighth galaxy. I think she should be waiting for us on the other side of the wormhole." Zhan Luton paused, "As for Mr. Lu, The eighth galaxy's secret channel was exposed. In order to withstand the attacking pirates, he died in that battle and is currently buried in ... "
Lin Jingheng didn't hear him finish his words, and a "hum" in his head.
At this time, a team of guards responsible for picking them up came to the receiving and dispatching station, and it was the student fighting chicken Lu Luxing who led the time.
This silly big boy who likes to use his fists to solve problems, when he saw Lin Jingheng like a mouse and a cat, he was always nervous and couldn't say a word, but now he has opened up, and the last arc of his face that belongs to a teenager is gone. The clean mandible lines are exposed, seemingly a little taller than that year, and his eyes are firm. He salutes Lin Jingheng: "General, please come to me, the safety compartment through the wormhole is at the bottom of the heavy armor ..."
Lin Jingheng suddenly interrupted him: "Where is the command center?"
cockfighting:"……"
"Sir," said Zhan Lu, "we are about to reach the wormhole area of ​​the heart of the rose. Although the expedition has made some achievements in the wormhole research in recent years, there is still a lot of risk in going through it. You need to ..."
"Let's go!" Lin Jingheng shoved the guard team behind him.
The Silver Ten Guards who were left behind looked at each other, never seeing such a disgusted general.
Thomas Yang blinked: "Oh, yes, the General Director Lu said just now that he is the last of General Lu Xin, that's not the general ..."
Poisson Yang looked at him with a caring mind.
"... Brother," Thomas Yang said innocently, "what do you stare at me for again?"
The structure of the heavy armor is almost the same. No one needs to lead the way. Lin Jingheng can also find the command center.
All staff here are in good order, preparing to pass through the wormhole, and are undergoing final commissioning. Most of the heavily armored space soldiers are new faces, but they have obviously undergone war training, not new soldiers just pulled out of the military training base. This eighth galaxy self-defense force only showed up in a glance, and it can be seen that it was no longer a random soldier who cobbled together.
Therefore, some people are old and some are gone.
For more than a decade, a huge object was caught by surprise in the face of Lin Jingheng, who was unprepared. For the first time, he felt the cruelty of time.
It seems that the taste of the air is different.
Lu Bixing's cold and impenetrable face kept flashing in front of him.
The chief is gone, and the one-eyed eagle is gone. How did he spend so many years?
How did he learn that the mood and anger were invisible, and how did he make the eighth galaxy look like this?
He ... Has he tried to find someone to talk to as a consolation?
In the end, this problem flashed in Lin Jingheng's heart, and then he was severely lifted away.
For decades, he has struggled with fate to die for you, and rarely dreads it, but at this time he dares not face the problem squarely. Because it is like two knives hanging on his heart, answer "yes", one end will fall down, answer "no", and the other end will fall down.
Zhanlu was chasing after him and talking about nothing—there was only him who hadn't changed, as usual nonsense.
Guards and staff came over and tried to tell him the danger of crossing the wormhole. But who can stop Lin Jingheng?
The countdown to the wormhole approaching in the mech kept ringing, Lin Jingheng turned a deaf ear and broke into the command center.
In the command center, the secretary was still the one used by President Edward that year. He was unreliable and loved to listen to gossip. The two wives had become ashes. He had put on his space suit, was holding a hood and buckled the safety rope, and met Lin Jingheng, and stretched out his hand without a word—
On the second floor, the door of the chief's office is closed.
The medicinal effect of No. 6 soothing agent is like a blast, and it is like a tide. Lu Bixing will be all wooden, his body is like a dull machine, and he is still a little confused. He locked himself in the office, like being trapped. In an inexplicable dream, I couldn't remember where I was, and I was fiddled with it by the manipulator in the medical cabin.
The office door suddenly opened, and he raised his head in a slow pat, watching the man walking towards him, motionless.
At this moment, the mech arrived in the spatiotemporal flow area, and the imitation gravity system suddenly failed, and all of their feet were off the ground. Lin Jingheng took a moment to lose his balance, grabbed the door panel and floated to the door.
Lu Bixing's pupils shrank, instinctively, and he grabbed him--