Chapter 69: Not as an example

The door of Lin Jingheng's temporary office was half open. Turan came to Lu Bixing to send a list of mech maintenance troops. By the way, he informed his boss and found it here.
Li Zheng was finishing his clothes at the door. Before the ninth guard captain shouted a report, he heard such a sentence. Turan quickly grasped the "report" that he almost exported, closed his mouth tightly, and a pair of good things stared out. Three white, can't bear to breathe.
The civilization of the eighth galaxy is the "song of smugglers and wanderers". The city of the eighth galaxy is the artificial mental retardation display center. The administrative person in charge of the eighth galaxy is the underworld of the major planets. The people of the eighth galaxy are in hot water Struggling numbly ... To sum up, after listening to Lu Bixing's proposal, Lin Jingheng thought that the brain of the young scientist Mr. Lu worked hard for an afternoon, fearing that he would burn out.
Lin Jingheng put up with his words and asked him: "What base do you want to eat, do you have to run out, dirt?"
"I haven't been on a natural planet for more than half a year," Lu Bixing softened his voice, standing with one leg, one leg hanging, across a table, the hanging leg refused to stand in one place, drawing circles back and forth, he smiled Yes, like a lifetime of temper, "General, I am so big, I have n’t even visited the eighth galaxy. After so long in the Gloria Stars, I went out, but because I picked you up Beijing Star has been so many years ... "
As soon as he turned out the old account, the embarrassing situation between the two people across the eco-cabin was vividly remembered. This was originally a general embarrassment. Lu Bixing half-truthed the peach branch and suddenly became very embarrassed.
Lin Jingheng's scalp tightened: "Let's go, go, don't touch the porcelain here, hurry up and come back before midnight."
Having said that, this man without any entertainment spirit lowered his head blindly, and turned over a report that I didn't know who called it, without any intention of moving his butt.
Lu Bixing stood up slowly, his eyes flickered for a moment, feeling that the excuse he had just found was a bit wrong, and Lin Jingheng now deliberately did not understand the suggestion of the invitation.
Great civilization, even if the development department nutrition cream is such an anti-human thing, why should we develop artificial intelligence that can provide three meals a day?
Lu Bixing has no good countermeasures for the time being, and he is not sure if Lin Jingheng really doesn't want to go. He has to take a deep look at Lin Jingheng and think: "It's really hard to chase after, let's come to Japan."
He thought so broadly, turned towards the door, and just walked across the face with Turan. The two eyes touched, Turan opened his mouth and called out a throat: "Report!"
Lin Jingheng: "Have a break, what's the matter?"
Turan walked in solemnly and said ruthlessly: "General, the scan of the perimeter of the base was expanded to two hundred kilometers, and a small group of unidentified personnel were found to be peeping. According to the energy response, he suspected that the other party was armed!"
Lin Jingheng and Lu Bixing were stunned at the same time.
Lu Bixing grew up in the eighth galaxy and knew these people of the eighth galaxy. Whenever there is a little way to live, they will definitely not take risks to resist, very surprised, thinking: "Is the star who is so uriney?"
At this time, Turan squeezed his eyes at an angle that Lin Jingheng could not see.
Lu Bixing: "..."
Curiosity kills the cat, and good things kill the captain. Turan, the young girl, is afraid of long life.
"You stand first," Lin Jingheng called Lu Bixing, and then asked Turan, "How far is the base? What level of armed?"
Lu Bixing turned his back to Lin Jingheng and pressed his eyebrows at Turan with a strong eyebrow—to signal that she was not talking nonsense. Lin Jingheng didn't want to go. He still wanted to go out and let the wind go.
Turan's excellent mental quality fully demonstrated her talent for abducting and deceiving, realizing that she said the situation was too serious, and immediately changed her face without changing the color: "The position has been moving, the level is 'ground reduction', not very professional, I It is suspected that the people of the Anti-Uzbek community did something harmful here, and the people organized spontaneous self-defense forces. "
There are many levels of armed forces-such as mechs, or ground antimissile systems, and of course "space-grade". Instead of interstellar armament, it is "ground level."
Generally speaking, the "standard ground level" refers to the level of ground army armed forces. Generally, there are organic armored vehicles, which are stronger than this standard, such as air strikes, aircraft carriers, and ground cruise missiles. They are called "ground plus". By analogy, it is weaker than the standard "ground level", has a certain lethality, and is not so powerful, it is called "ground reduction".
Ground reduction-it is equivalent to saying that a group of local hooliganes patrolling outside with iron pipes and bricks, so as not to alert them, but it is not impossible to capsize in the gutter.
"It doesn't matter if the ground is reduced." Lu Bixing didn't want to be so entangled. He took the table apart with a pin, and pulled his leg away. "Don't underestimate the technicians. In the era of science and technology, as long as electromagnetic waves are still flowing, there will be no black people in the world. System, it really does n’t work. I can still wear a space field—it ’s gone.

Tu Lan and Lin Jingheng called him at the same time: "Wait!"
Lin Jingheng frowned. Lu Bixing was not his soldier. He said that he was an engineer in the army. In fact, he was purely obliged to help. In addition, he was such a big person. In all fairness, both the mech operation and the flicker level were very good. He was a folk master, as long as he was willing In a troubled world, it is not a problem to organize a local armed force. He is not a minor who can't help but be under the influence of the situation. As a matter of course, Lin Jingheng is not convenient to control too wide.
Lu Bixing said: "Don't worry, it's even better if there are people's self-defense forces. I came down to talk to them, and just happened to peacefully evolve them all to expand your team."
Lin Jingheng was afraid of his "chat". Lu Bixing didn't know what he grew up with. He had a "flat world" mind-he was too big. He always seemed to think that any carbon-based organism would have some advantages. Everyone wants peace and friendship, especially when he doesn't have to take into account the interests of other parties, Lin Jingheng doubts that he won't necessarily fight back if others don't strike him first.
"Look for ..." Lin Jingheng paused. The one-eyed eagle must be unreliable, so he looked up and asked Turan, "Is Silver 9 idle?"
"No," said Turan Youguo Guomin. "The base is too big. Baiyinjiu is just like this, and the engineering team is seconded to Teacher Lu. They are preparing. The brothers are very nervous. Some of them are not on duty. , But they have just changed jobs, and can't rest for a few hours ... "
Lu Bixing said quickly: "Don't stop, I'll go out for a supper, and it's not a private interview with Weifu. I'm having indigestion like you."
Turan just "suddenly realized": "Why, Teacher Lu is going out? Or ... I'll be fine for a while, I'll go with you?"
Then she gave a wink.
Turan was a well-known female hooligan in the Silver Fortress. He often went out to cheat money and deception during the shift. In the silver fortress complaint report, Captain Turan took the lead in terms of number. Passing the high level of the military commission made Lin Jingheng have to ban her for half a year.
In her opinion, when meeting a beautiful man, even if she did not take advantage, even if she had a disadvantage, she had to touch two of them. Lin Jingheng always felt that Turan's serious face had two rows of babies.
"Silver and Nine are not open, your captain is idle?" Lin Jingheng gave her a cold glance. "Get out, and check in tomorrow morning."
Turan hastily accepted the hippie smiley, and dare not dispute: "Yes!"
Lin Jingheng frowned for a while, stood up and said to Lu Bixing, "You wait for me for a while."
After speaking, he stinked his face and went to the back room to change clothes expressionlessly.
Lu Bixing: "..."
As soon as people walked away, Turan would silently rush a hand to Lu, and said with a lip: "Check that you write for me."
Lu Bixing had no choice but to smile at her.
Turan looked a little dissatisfied, thought about it, and waved at him again. Lu Bixing attached his ears and listened to the captain of the Ninth Guard, saying in a sinister manner: "Your ... Dad with asymmetrical eyes, why is he so dumb?
Mr. Rao Lu was very knowledgeable and almost scared her. He leaned back and slumped back. He held up a table, "Sister, this is not possible, Dad is not for sale, especially he cannot support strong buying. Sell ​​it! "
Turan was amused by his teeth and laughed into a sneaky beetle.
At this moment, the door of the room in the office rang—General Lin was violent, changing clothes faster than others taking off his socks. Turan heard a thrill, and hurriedly rushed to Lu Bixing and whispered, "I will send you an inspection template soon. Personal terminal. "
Then he fled before Lin Jingheng found her in trouble.
Lin Jingheng, who changed into casual clothes, lit a cigarette, and bowed his head while walking. He hurried away without looking at Lu. Like a big man who was about to inspect the site, he spit out a cigarette that came out of the seven tricks and beckoned: "Go."
Lu Bixing's feet almost grew a pair of hot wheels, and it took all his strength to maintain his stability: "Where do we go?"
Lin Jingheng said: "The Anti-Uzbek Army has left a number of ground-armor vehicles disguised as ordinary vehicles here. They are usually used as secret agents for us. We drive a car and I need to confirm the terrain near the base and the unknown armed status. And scale, you record and organize. "
Lu ... The new secretary is very helpless. He feels that Lin, who has a tendon in his body, can't get along with the world, and can't get through with himself. It seems like he just went out to relax for a while and had a light meal. It ’s the same. You have to find a sound excuse, and by the way, deliberately focus on it, it is not a worthwhile trip.
Lu Bixing muttered, "It's really a private visit to Weifu, Your Majesty?"
The mech vehicle is the king of land combat under air control. It can be equipped with weapons of mass destruction. If the energy is sufficient and the operation is reasonable, it can even knock down the fighter directly. The shell has a protective cover very similar to the space mech because the structure does not have a space machine. A is so complicated, so there is no need for mental network operation.
From the appearance of the anti-Ukraine armored vehicle, it is no different from ordinary civilian vehicles, but it is abnormally worn out. There is even a manual steering wheel inside. It may be a legacy of the Earth era!
Lu Bixing didn't dare to sit hard because he felt the doors were crumbling. However, after Lin Jingheng passed the authority and reached for his fingerprint on the fingerprint device, the whole car was different. The core of the mech car was exposed, and its completeness and exquisiteness were amazing. It's better than the Union Military Commission's production ... The broken car is just a camouflage.
Lin Jingheng Yu Guang glimpsed that Lu Bixing fastened his seat belt and gave instructions. The armored car shattered the air like a rocket flying on the ground and rushed out.
There is a vast wilderness outside the base. The star rotation cycle is not the standard 24 hours of Votor. I have lived in the artificial base for a long time. Mixed together, it has grown to a height of one person and blocked the road. If it is not a mecha car, it may be difficult to pass through. In the first galaxy, there is no such desolate and barbarous land. Every inch of land is carefully planned. Even if it is temporarily undeveloped, the plant landscape will be managed by gardening robots.
Lin Jingheng said to explore the terrain without any ambiguity. The scanning radius of the mechanized vehicle is always more than one kilometer. The mechanized vehicle automatically records all the energy responses. The front end of the vehicle emits an invisible particle flow. The place fell softly, and the shimmer of the instrument hit Lin Jingheng's face. He had a carved side face and sat silently, his flat shoulders and backs supporting the soft collapse of the old In a cotton shirt, Lu Bixing recorded the energy response around him. At this time, he couldn't help but stretched his hands to compare the frame and put Lin Jingheng in it. Looking through his fingers, he felt that he had cut off one. Movie posters.
"General," Lu Bixing said, "when you were studying at Ulan College, did you secretly bring your girlfriend ... or your boyfriend slipped out to play?"
Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, when Lu Bixing thought he was going to be deaf and dumb, Lin Jingheng said: "Ulan College is a military school, and the supervision is much stricter than this broken copper-like iron base. It ’s time to detain. "
He escaped from school only once, and returned to the "coffin" for three days.
In the evening, the star is calm and touching. There is not even a frog blocking the road. The maximum speed of the mechanized vehicle is close to the speed of sound. After over 300 kilometers, it is only a quarter of an hour.
Soon, the road began to widen, and not even far away, there was even a high-speed track. The energy harvester that had been quiet all the way finally began to have slight fluctuations. In the distance, slightly faint lights and tall buildings could be seen.
Lu Bixing thought about it: "Captain Turan is actually ..."
Lin Jingheng didn't say a word, came all the way, the energy harvester was like dead, and the fool knew that Turan was a scumbag.
"... In fact, I was entrusted to help you out." Although Lu Bixing was forced to buy and sell, as a vested interest, he still gritted his teeth, backed up the pot with care, and looked at Lin Jingheng carefully. One glance, "Lin, are you angry?"
Lin Jingheng didn't speak for a minute, and then asked unexpectedly, "It's almost here."
Lu Bixing suddenly looked up.
Lin Jingheng: "It's not an example."
Lu Bixing suddenly turned his head out of the car window and saw his irresistible smirk on the car window. In order to maintain his temperament, he adjusted it for five minutes before returning his eyebrows.
Then he struck out his personal terminal three times, divided it into two, and tinkered for a moment. He flashed on his wrist, the loading bar swiped quickly, a virtual screen jumped out, and an ancient model of the satellite network map unfolded. Experts got on the city's intranet.
Lu Bixing blew a whistle, and Xuan Ji synchronized the signal to Lin Jingheng: "Three and a half seconds, it broke my personal record."
He poked a little bit and looked up the city information with interest: "This place is called Galaxy City, with a permanent population of more than 3 million ... There are core business districts and special foods! Lin, do you like chocolate pancakes?"
"... what the hell? No." Lin Jingheng lowered the speed to the level of a normal classic car, felt a cigarette, gagged, and thought with a little worry: This boy is so talented that he doesn't grow up.
He emptied his hands on the camouflage steering wheel in the mech car, and slowly drove the car into the highway entrance of "Welcome to Galaxy". I wonder if his gas field is too strong. As soon as he passed, the neon light on the welcome card went off, and a small green smoke appeared from it.
"There are casinos ... don't you say that the currency credit system has collapsed? What do they bet on? Lin, guess what they use now as currency?"
An ancient problem in the history of philosophy entered General Lin's busy brain at all times.
"Where am I?" He thought. "Why am I here?"
In the eighth galaxy, it is impossible to find a bright metropolis. The star is actually not as good as the Beijing β star, but it is better in the climate and there is no endless winter, so it looks more energetic.
The so-called "core business district" is actually a pile of intricate alleys surrounded by small sheds built privately, and there are some roadside stalls in the shed. Irregular buildings go in and out, and the pitted ground is covered with domestic sewage and garbage, mixed with the smell of food, which is quite ecstasy.
A small robot shouted back and forth with a torn copper and iron-like voice: "Three nutrition needles are exchanged for one thousand yuan 'street tickets', foreign guests come in line! Evening entertainment, three nutrition needles, enjoy the service of the whole night!"
Lin Jingheng looked around for a moment with his hands on his back, and found that this small block formed an original economic community. Outsiders exchanged nutrition needles for a variety of voucher points and paid them to the merchants. The merchants then settled the bills with the block and exchanged them for nutrition needles. Nutrition needles are too expensive for small businesses.
Lu Bixing has inserted three nutritional needles into the robot's stomach. The robot gurgles and swallows it. After a while, a light is emitted on Lu Bixing's wrist.
"I ask you." Lu Bixing said, and suddenly a hawker pushing the truck across the street passed by. In order to avoid being scattered in the narrow alley, Lu Bixing grabbed Lin Jingheng's hand and felt that the hand subconsciously pulled out After a moment, he pulled him over.
A pot of water was splashed upstairs next to the place where Lu Bixing was standing.
Lin Jingheng: "Be careful."