Chapter 109: General, I ca n’t stand it

"Yelif himself confessed that he had collusion with the pirates, and was guilty, so he committed suicide? Yes, the hummingbird fortress has a delicate geographical location. After the glorious army occupied Votor, Yerif turned back to deal with the Anti-Uzbek under the banner of" defense alliance " It ’s also very delicate, so what? Yerev today is delicate, Marshal Woolf will be delicate tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, I will probably be delicate too.
Ankul blew the thin foam on the tea, smiled, and turned back at him. The think tank nodded, "Don't worry about the mess, you keep talking."
"General, the Anti-Ukraine Society mobilized hundreds of heavy armor today, and will soon enter the eighth galaxy. Do you think we should act?"
"Not in a hurry, it's not that easy. Do you know how many heavy armors were dispatched when the Union Central Forced Lin Jingheng to disarm?" Anklu lowered his head and buried himself in various battlefield data. I'm afraid I have to come back with another hundred heavy armors. Lin Jingheng really dealt with it so well. I shot early. Then again, who knows where the heavy armors in Lin Jingheng ’s hands came from. Did they eat pigs and tigers before? ? "
"At this time, we have not been able to install useful spies in the eighth galaxy, but according to gossip, it was captured on the battlefield."
"Fart, you do n’t know what the Armored Armor looks like? Is it this model?" Ankru interrupted him. "Lin Jingheng has secretly taken root deep outside the territory these years, no wonder he chose to hide Eighth galaxy. "
"General," said another person in the think tank. "Please also pay attention to the eighth galaxy's transfer of residents."
Ankrus turned a little bit. "Say."
"Lin Jingheng suddenly evacuated the residents close to the front line, and the space station was all moved. We analyzed that he might want to build a military fortress chain to ..."
"Are you full?" Ankeru was completely impatient, and rudely interrupted the brain stump called the "think tank" again. He felt that the so-called "think tank" recruited from the seventh galaxy was to set off himself. "The advantage of Lin Jingheng is his strong mobility, which is characterized by a small number of soldiers in his hand. Now he is on the line of" defeating more with less "and" defensive with offense. "What kind of" Great Wall "do you think? As stupid as you? "
The think tank was afraid to say anything.
The entire conference room was quiet for a moment, Ankul ignored the others, and fell on the conference table with a deep look. After a moment, he asked, "Nothing?"
"Yes."
Ankuru suddenly remembered something, and suddenly stood up: "Fuck said earlier, the whole team!"
Just now, he also said that Lin Jingheng was not easy to deal with, and he had to wait for the Fangwuhui to "reach a hundred mechas". Suddenly he changed his tone, and a group of hands who couldn't keep up with the rhythm were facing each other.
The guards kept up and followed, with a cloud of water: "General, don't you mean ..."
"If you don't do it again, you won't be able to do that," Anklu said in a deep voice. "Don't you see it? Lin Jingheng is going to blow up the jump point and isolate the eighth galaxy!"
Lin Jingheng personally sat on the front line of the town, while staring at the front line of war and the transfer of residents on both sides. Due to the furious transfer of troops from other galaxies to the eighth galaxy during this period of time, the two sides have been stuck for more than ten days.
The front line is okay. As long as there are enough missiles, Turan's cargo cannot easily die anyway, and the main residents evacuated, leaving him with a lot of effort.
In order to spread the risk, people have to be divided into many batches. However, Lin Jingheng didn't have so many staff members. Second, he couldn't delay the time so long. However, if you want speed, you can carry people with heavy starships and heavy armor, and you ca n’t take care of them. In this way, if there is an accident during the escort, there will be more than tens of thousands of casualties. Lin Jingheng or the total length, No one can afford this responsibility.
He thought he couldn't afford it for decades, only to find that the protection was really much harder than the destruction, and three heads and six arms were enough.
For more than ten days, Lin Jingheng barely closed his eyes.
Lu Bixing had just settled a group of evacuated residents and learned that the last group was already on the road, so he rushed to the frontline command center in a dusty manner.
As they walked, they also communicated with the president about their planet plan.
"Regardless of whether we closed or closed the galaxy in the end, it is necessary to gather the population," Lu Bixing said. "One is to save the cost of interstellar transportation, and the other is to increase the population aggregation effect. Most places in the eighth galaxy are sparsely populated, at least There will be no shortage of natural resources for a hundred years. Once the development has stabilized and the population has come up, it will be possible to expand the residential area. "
"I know, this is the truth," General Edward sighed. "But ... I hope we don't go to the point where the eight galaxies are closed."
Ironically, the new government of the eight galaxies was founded on the belief in the Declaration of Freedom, but now they are betraying the Alliance.
Everyone admits that this is right intellectually, but they cannot always accept it emotionally, like a group of resentful women who have split their hands a hundred times with the scumbag.
In fact, even Lin Jingheng resisted, but because this was Lu Bixing's proposal, he didn't say anything.
Lu Bixing always felt that Lin actually loved the alliance, but this love was contradictory and deep, and was under the layers of hatred and indifference, even if the alliance hurt him.
The bottom cornerstone of his complex soul, some things come from the alliance and cannot be separated.
Lu Bixing nodded his head, brushed the gene lock, went directly into the command center, but stopped at the door in a stunned way-Lin Jingheng had different communication terminals on his left and right ears, while connecting Turan and pulling away. Civil Guards, at this time rare on both sides shut up, he was already asleep in a short gap.
The sleeping posture was also very critical. Lu Bixing couldn't imagine that anyone could sleep so well. Like a blink of an eye, the eyelids didn't open when they closed, the muscles on the body didn't have time to relax, and the person was already unconscious.
The humanoid Zhanlu was next to him, and found that Lu would walk in, turned to him, and was about to speak.
Lu Bixing hurriedly raised a finger at him.
Zhan Lu thought about it and turned it into a robot form, hanging on the back of Lin Jingheng's chair.
Lu Bixing whispered to him quietly: "Are you out of power again?"
Zhan Lu with a robotic hand stretched out his palm, and two small green letters appeared on the palm: "I have enough electricity at present, but research shows that when a couple is together, a humanoid or humanoid object is on the sidelines, making both sides uncomfortable. . "
"You become the same," Lu Bixing floated his words on Zhan Lu's personal terminal to show Zhan Lu, and also changed it to a small green letter. "You have a very high sense of existence, and love to participate in the owner's life than pets. "
Zhanlu correctly corrected: "I don't have 'participation', I just observe the record."
Lu Bi did not step on footsteps, took off his shoes at the door, barefoot, walked silently to Lin Jingheng, and half kneeled at his feet.
Lin Jingheng put one hand on his knee, his bones were clear, and his fingers were slender. Lu Bixing looked very itchy in his heart. He wanted to touch it, but he didn't want to bother.
The manipulator on the back of the chair leaned forward slightly, and Zhan Lu looked at the motion that was incomprehensible to artificial intelligence: "Is this a special magnetic field? Sorry, I couldn't detect it."
"... I'm not doing merit." Lu Bi retracted his hand sternly. "Isn't a couple supposed to stick together every day and everything, insert two habits into a glass of drink, and waste countless hours doing boring things together? I have told him a total of three sentences in this half month, one sentence is 'expected to be completed on time', one sentence is 'safe', the only useful sentence is 'I miss you', and there are no fifteen words in total. . "
The robot Zhan Lu answered, "The last sentence was not received here because of signal interference at that time."
Lu Bixing: "..."
If the eighth galaxy is closed, this small galaxy island may become a paradise. Even if the blown-out transition point can be reconstructed according to the old map, it will take at least a hundred years to reconnect the fault space, leaving an underground channel opening for the Silver Guardian. The rest can be discarded, leaving only one. If you speak, even if the enemy finds it, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
A hundred years later, wouldn't the eighth galaxy be compared to the chaotic coalition?
Lu Bixing thought that if he could live a day where Lin Jingheng would be opened every day, let him do anything.
Just then, Lin Jingheng's earphone suddenly called: "General!"
Lin Jingheng immediately woke up, but he opened his eyes suddenly to the sight of Shang Lu, suddenly a little hesitant, and stayed blank for a moment, this expression outside the situation is rare to see on his face, Lu Bixing reacted quickly, immediately captured with his personal terminal Down, before Lin Jingheng reached out and grabbed him, he jumped up and hid two meters away, and proudly shook the two-inch virtual image floating on his wrist: "I want to take it back to model and print a 3D one."
Zhan Lu: "Principal Lu, in accordance with the Union ’s law and order management law, it is indecent to print 3D portraits with sneak photos."
Lin Jingheng couldn't help crying, raised his lips slightly, smiled halfway, and remembered that Lu Bixing wouldn't say hello to the front-line account without permission, so he forcibly turned his face and glared at him.
He connected the communication and was so awake as if he had never slept, and asked Turan on the front line: "What?"
"The Anti-Uzbekistan is increasing its troops, and the energy level is estimated to be one hundred heavy armors."
Lin Jingheng pinched the bridge of his nose and felt that Fangwu would love him so deeply: "Don't touch it hard, go around them a few times, and I will give you reinforcements when the population there is gone ..."
"General," this is the guard responsible for evacuating civilians on another communication channel. "The Central Army of the Seven Stars System suddenly moved. Visually, the direction of travel was to go to the front of the transport team."
Lin Jingheng closed his eyes slightly, and Shen Sheng said, "Put a 'pass'."
The so-called "pass" is a special light signal that allows nearby teams to automatically receive the mech range and passenger identity in space. Once the space mech has this logo, it represents that it is carrying unarmed civilians. Humanitarianism for the protection of civilians is the customary rule in the interstellar that passes must not be attacked.
Of course, this kind of agreement guards against gentlemen but not villains. Star pirates certainly don't eat this set, but the Central Army of the Seven Galaxy will inevitably weigh it.
"General," said Ankru's guard on the other side. "They seem to have issued a 'civilian protection pass.'"
Ankru was a little surprised: "It's really the first time in my life I've seen Lin Jingheng show weakness."
Although "the soldiers don't tire of cheating", under the tricky way, it is normal to use any means, but everyone still has their own preferences and styles. Some people, even if they are deceitful, are fierce and deceitful.
"His friends from outside the country brought him military supplies. Why didn't he send him some soldiers by the way?" Anklu said, raising his hand, and the Mech squadrons rushed in from the jump point, and landed on the delivery team violently. On the course of the route, Moreng's muzzle was raised, and the galactic guards were forced to stop. The mecha surrounded a circle and surrounded the starship full of civilians.
"General An, as per the rules, we cannot attack unarmed civilians."
Ankul asked, "Did I order a fire?"
"General," Turan said to Lin Jingheng's left ear. "The Fangwu will spread in the direction of the civil waterway. Has the guard withdrawn?"
"General, Anklu blocked the channel and refused to talk. What should I do?"
"You stop the anti-Uruguayan society, the guards are still halfway, you can't let them go to the civil channel." Lin Jingheng told Turan.
Turan was understaffed, and the guards took away many of her armed forces, biting her rear molars and saying, "Observe—but the general, let them hurry up. I can stop the anti-Uzbek meeting for half an hour, otherwise I will be It's old. "
Lu Bixing asked: "What kind of person is this Ankru?"
Lin Jingheng stood up and clasped Zhan Lu on his arm: "Anklu looks like he has nothing to do, laughs and scolds, and sometimes is a little rude, but he is very popular in Lu Xin's old ministry. He used to be a relative of Lu Xin. Wei Wei, who later performed well, was released by Lu Xin to exercise. He wanted to give him a little military merit. After a few years, he was transferred to the Military Commission ...
Unexpectedly, Lu Xin himself had no time.
"Well," Lu Bixing nodded, "Sometimes you have a hard time telling whether a person is sincere and treats one's heart with genuine heart, or whether he is deep-working and has a smooth wrist."
People always have some stereotypes, and they think that those who look a little rough, have a bad temper, and even a little lonely, have a "true temperament" with no mind.
Lin Jingheng: "Prepare mech-send another communication request to Ankru, I want to talk to him."
"Lin Jingheng." Ankru glanced at the communication request in a stalemate, rubbing his wrist, and said to a guard next to him in a self-talking tone, "You sometimes really feel that the world is unfair Also, I put my head on the belt on the front line. I was born in Wulan College, but I did n’t have one, and I was treated in heaven and earth. There are also differences in Wulan College. Every year, the "outstanding graduates" have the rank of military officer, at least also A lieutenant colonel, a student who won the honor last, is outlined on the enrollment list. This general, the starting point is at the end of others, but he has gone out of this way ... Ha, any of us ordinary people cannot understand. I have nothing to say to him. "
The communication request was rejected again.
Many people on the starship carrying passengers were the first space travel in their lifetimes. Most of these people who have never been conditioned by Eden struggled for life, and nearly 40% of them had various psychological traumas. Although starships are comfortable enough compared to mechs, anxiety, fear, and depression can be magnified infinitely in the terrible universe.
As the stalemate between the two sides has been getting longer and longer, the atmosphere has become more and more disturbing. I don't know who suddenly collapsed, screamed and wept, and waited for a quick response from the medical cabin next to him. It was towed away, but the group panic has been ignited.
At the same time, seeing that Dylan would go further and further on the civil waterway, Turan had no choice but to start. But this is not a good time-the civil aviation roads are simple, and there are relatively few transition points, and they are quite unfriendly to the guerrillas. Turan braced his head and detoured straight, passing through the transition points to stop the anti-Uzbek army and hit a missile. .
The Ranwuwu quickly spread out, and at the same time found the attackers' violent internal strife. A hundred or so heavy armors formed an encirclement, blocked the jump points for escape, and directly arrested Turan in the center.
"You," Turan said on the news channel. "Our mission today is not to destroy them here, we ..."
She didn't finish her words, the Fangwuhui had already made a counterattack, and the superimposed high-energy particle cannons fell like a pour.
Turan: "Bitch-Blink!"
The Self-Defense Force retreated dozens of kilometers from the enemy's artillery.
"Captain, look at the channel map."
Turan took a sigh of relief. The next hopping point of the channel was half a voyage day. Once approaching there, the civilian and guard pairs who had not had time to evacuate would enter the long-range scanning range of heavy armor.
"Are they stuck in the cracks of time and space, why haven't they left yet? Damn it!"
The Self-Defense Force had no choice but to face the gunfire. Both sides fired to the maximum. The communication channel began to light out one after another-each extinguished light point represented a downed mech.
Warning of damage to protective cover made Turan a headache: "Shut up!"
At this moment, the Fangwuwu seemed to realize what they were protecting. The heavy armored team suddenly split into two. The main force continued to bombard. More than thirty heavy armorers took advantage of Turan's inability to parry and bypass the crossfire zone. Run to the jump point ahead!
"General, I can't stand it!"
Lin Jingheng sent the third communication request and was still rejected by Ankru. Ankru neither communicated nor fired the gun, as if trying to consume it with them.
Lin Jingheng: "The missile is on its way, hit it!"
"General, once we fire first, the pass will be considered invalid ..."
Lin Jingheng ignored the attack command without expression, and the mecha surrounded by the starship suddenly changed.
Ankuru smiled with relief: "I said, what kind of interstellar humanitarian house he played with Lin Jingheng, ready ..."
Just then, the guard suddenly came forward: "General, you want to see this."
Ankru: "Wait a while ..."
"The news from the Alliance, the 'Central Army' from all over the place have responded, they are looking for you!"
Ankul froze.