Chapter 194: Printed image of Marshal Ringel

The moment he heard that voice, Lin Jingheng's eyes moved slightly.
"Received." His voice was hoarse and low, "Withdraw."
Chixiao's heavy fire opened the way, and everything would be destroyed. Lin Jingheng took a few frigates around him and jumped into the jump point. The entire Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force retreated.
After the transition point, it is the serious territory of the eighth galaxy.
The eighth galaxy has good natural conditions, but it is about sixteen times the size of the first galaxy, but there are not many natural planets, which seems a bit deserted. However, on the way of the emerging interstellar channel, there are countless man-made space stations, like the gems planed out under the desert yellow sand, and the lights are bright. When approaching, there is a line of light that happens to pass the military recorder, and there will be a vertical line on the screen. The ephemeral dazzling white light, they are vaguely linked, forming an invisible net.
The Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force, like a flock of birds throwing trees, drove straight along the route.
Followed by the artificial intelligence mech regiment without hesitation to catch up.
They are under the control of the artificial intelligence version of Woolf. The supercomputers analyzed the situation and determined that the other party had no power to fight, and they were on the verge of bombing out of the galaxy, so the evacuation was reasonable and the pursuit was reasonable.
But if the flesh-and-blood Woolf is still alive and can come to the scene, he probably won't be so blindly optimistic.
Because Lin Jingheng has been in the army for nearly 50 years since he graduated from Wulan College, he has never retreated from the position he wants to protect.
The first missile took off, like an elegant lead dancer, kicked off the eighth galaxy's "welcome ceremony" to uninvited guests-
Immediately afterwards, the artillery fire flew from the artificial space station and from the major planets outside the eighth galaxy, and encountered the artificial intelligence legion in an empty time. The mecha that was too late to escape was severely hit out, like an unprecedented firework display.
This is the debut of the antimissile system in galaxies. It was born in the Beijing β star, which is not born in the grass.
Not only did the enemy suffocate, but even his own man was shocked.
"My ..." Bayer didn't know for a moment which religion to call, stuck his shell and asked in shock, "What's this?"
"This, it started from the day the eighth galaxy was closed," Tulan reconnected to the communication channel, "I heard that the experimental results were not satisfactory before. Today, dead horses were treated as living horse doctors. They only came up with such a semi-finished product. Passable. "
Bayer: "This ... is this passable?"
"Then you don't know how many years it has been tossing," Turan sighed. "After Hong Xia Xing was attacked by the Anti-Uzbek Society, there was a little girl among the students of Lu, who raised such a struggling delusion, For a long time, this big project that has attracted a lot of teachers has been going back and forth. I heard people say that they have no other results except spending money. The eighth galaxy ’s tightest financial expenditure has been given to them. They are always under pressure for them, and have probably been stranded for a long time. "
Lin Jingheng has already taken advantage of this time, and has been reloading the new arsenal nonstop, and put on the backup energy: "Is it time to watch the scenery?"
With his order, the Wolverine Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force quickly reorganized, and killed again before the smoke cleared.
The edge of the first galaxy.
When the space station was locked, all the guards on the mech—except for Lu Bixing himself, whose sorrow and joy ability was temporarily sealed—all went crazy.
"It's the host! We've found the host!"
"Mr. Lu," the driver could not restrain the excitement, "Are we bombing it now!"
Lu Bixing stared at the space station from the military recorder and asked gently: "How much energy and firepower do we have?"
The driver immediately reported the number.
They abandoned heavy armor and made an emergency jump all the way from the siege circle, and now they have little left.
"Come closer," Lu Bixing said in a deep voice. "Don't act rashly, scan this space station and analyze whether it has an antimissile system."
He dropped a word, like a basin of cold water, and poured out the excitement of the guards.
The ground anti-missile of the alliance is actually quite rare, and the missiles that are accidentally leaked in space warfare can be prevented. Once it is listed as a target, large-scale indiscriminate bombing will not work.
However, the problem now is that the firepower carried by these small mechs is not enough to carry out large-scale indiscriminate bombing and rashly attack. The missiles will be intercepted. If they are not hit, they are likely to only There was nothing he could do to watch the target close to him.
After a moment, the pilot breathed out: "Chief Commander, there is a strict anti-missile system and a protective cover on the space station. Thankfully we do not have to wait ..."
"Well?"
"An unknown substance was detected," the driver whispered. "There is something in it."
Another guard became nervous: "Ambush mech?"
"No," the driver said doubtfully, "the quality is very high ..."
His voice was interrupted by mech warning.
"Mr. Lu," the driver said, "we have entered the opponent's anti-missile system protection area, it is going to dock the key, otherwise it will treat us as an enemy."
"Back, the frigates all retreated outside the anti-missile area." There were no technicians around, and Lu Bixing could only come forward in person, "said Hope of the Anti-Ukraine Conference. What key did he use to open the artificial intelligence Woolf? Who remembers, what is it ... flowers? "
"The total length is the 'seed'."
Lu Bixing hesitated a moment, entered the "seed", the driver held his breath, and the two or three frigates exiting the antimissile area all stared nervously at him, preparing to stop the missiles that were directed at the general commander--
"嘀 " A soft sound, the nerves of the people were pulled lightly.
Wrong key!
The atmosphere was abrupt and sinister. The mech where Lu Bixing was was immediately locked by the space station's anti-missile system, and an alarm sounded in the mech.
"Mr. Lu, quit, go away!"
At the same time, a missile had flew towards him, and the driver immediately intercepted and prepared to turn around and run.
"and many more!"
Lu Bixing was not disturbed, his eyes flashed, he seemed to be blessed to the soul
"Prince Hulls will not disappear, you must never open the 'Magic Box'."
Just as the attacked mech was about to launch the anti-missile area, Lu Bixing quickly entered the "magic box".
Key passed!
Pilot: "..."
"Send it to me." Lu Bixing said, "Let's land and see."
The pilot of the frigate hurriedly asked, "General Lu, we ..."
"You are watching outside the atmosphere," Lu Bixing said. "If things change, in the event of a last resort, you will fire directly at the space station. If a missile can land through the antimissile system, we will win."
"Mr. Lu, the word 'in case' is unlucky."
Lu Bixing smiled, took over the driving permission, and slowly approached the artificial space station where the host was located.
It is very large, almost comparable to the stinky sister base of the eighth galaxy, but there is not even an ant on it. It is silent, and it is a cold mechanical empire.
Lu Bixing felt closer to getting closer because he could see the structure of this artificial space station—it was a mechanical monster. Numerous black hole missile launch points were pointing out of the atmosphere, and the intensity was daunting.
If they hurriedly fired at the space station outside the atmosphere, no one would be blown into slag.
The mech felt the artificial gravity of the space station, slowly descended along the channel, and stopped quietly. Several people on the mech did not dare to come down directly, and hid in the mech to analyze the surrounding environment.
The surrounding environment is unexpectedly friendly-air pressure and air composition are suitable for human survival, no toxic and harmful substances, gravity is about 0.9 times that of Votor, and there are no robots and cameras around.
"Chairman, let's go down and explore the way ... Chairman, wait!"
Without waiting for the guards to finish, Lu Bixing had already put on his space suit and took the lead—the Spirit Net swept through the hall, and he saw the sign of the
machine room
.
The "heart" of the entire first galaxy was roaring. The huge radiator shook the ground faintly. Like an ancient monster inhabiting it, Lu must follow the road signs, take an elevator, rise to a height of about 100 meters, and come out. It was a narrow aisle, and at the end was a small door with a tuft of tulip realistically carved on it.
Engineer 001's sliding door lock is a bit rusty, but barely still, Lu Bixing took a little effort, cracked the electronic door lock, the encryption door opened to both sides, and there were actually a few people inside!
The guards who followed him immediately surrounded Lu Bixing nervously.
"It's okay," Lu Bixing patted the tight shoulders of one of the guards. "Without breathing and heartbeat, I heard you."
He said, a light was emitted on the personal terminal, and the shadows flickered. It was a 3D portrait of a real person.
A guard whispered, "It's a printed image of Marshal Linger."
The man stood against the wall, holding a notebook in his hand, slightly tilting his head, a smile on the corner of his mouth, his face tilted to one side, Lu Bixing stared at him, and looked along his eyes, only to see that it was the side Wall with words on it.
"If there is such a gentle sunshine after each storm, let the strong wind blow intentionally and wake up death. [Note]"
"Long live ... manifesto." The guard read the line in a strange tone, "Hubert Woolf?"
Everyone in this New Ephemeris era hangs on their lips as if it were truth. It is carved here, but suddenly it looks ironic and weird.
Lu Bi walked over, and gently stroked Woolf's signature with his fingers-the score was a bit rough and uneven, and it seemed to be handmade.
At the next moment, something rang loudly, and Lu Bi retracted his hand, the wall full of characters suddenly cracked in front of him, and a thin layer of wooden trim on the outside peeled off like a snake, exposing one inside. A huge screen pops up with a huge humble dialog box on the background of the huge alliance icon: Do you want to initiate a hibernating transition point?
The group was stunned.
"Dormant transition point? But that's not ... what does this mean?"
"Mr. Lu, is the high-quality unknown material under the space station, is it ..."
Lu Bixing: "Go start Mech, we are ready to retreat."
A guard turned and ran, and Lu Bixing turned his head and looked at Linger with a smile, and seemed to understand something.
"Start the transition point."
"……confirm."
A sigh sounded throughout the space station, and a huge countdown flashed on the screen.
"Withdraw." Lu Bixing's pupils contracted gently under the strong light, "Quickly withdraw!"
They rushed out of the narrow lane without waiting for the elevator. Lu Bixing smashed the glass wall of the elevator directly by the strange power of the chip people. The mech just lifted up and extended a fishing net toward them. The guards picked it up, hung it up, and accelerated again.
The roaring wind blew through Lu Bixing's ears, and he opened his eyes hard and looked at the entire space station from the air.
The stunning artifacts can't be seen at all, and the space station's ground has begun to weirdly tremble. The host, the artificial intelligence Woolf, seemed to feel something. The anti-missile system on the space station suddenly started, trying to clean up the intimidating invaders. In a matter of seconds, the fishing net recovered the mech and passed by a missile.
An unprecedented energy alert sounded in the mech.
"Chairman, what exactly is this?"
Lu Bi was too late to answer, directly took over the spiritual network, and rushed out of the space station's atmosphere with the attitude of burning out the final energy. The frigate guarding there was unknown, so he quickly followed-
Just as they were about to leave the station's antimissile area, the entire space station exploded from the middle.
Almost all the functions in the mech failed, and the extremely high energy that erupted in a short time swept everything around, even the time and space were slightly distorted, debris, missile wrecks, space floats, amazing host body ... all Disappeared in this huge vortex like Genesis, the mecha that lost its gravity and balance functions like a centrifuge, knocking everyone out.
They flew towards the vortex quickly.
Just as they were almost drawn into the vortex, the surroundings calmed down. Those little mechas that had no driver suspended in the universe, and the dead computer on the mecha was repaired and restarted.
On the interstellar channel chart, a new transition point appeared, which is in the important position of Unicom one or two galaxies.
The author has something to say: "If there is such a gentle sunshine after each storm, let the wind blow intentionally and wake up death." This is "Otello" quoted in "A Beautiful World" Sentence.