Chapter 155: Do it, I won

Eighth galaxy standard time, 10:00 am.
At 18:25 in the evening at Votor Standard.
Turan brought only thirty mechas, but not small mechas, but the super heavy armors produced by the eighth galaxy.
For the most elite vanguard, "Thirty" is a magical number. No matter how small the firepower is, if it is high, you must sacrifice a certain mobility. Thirty Mechas are in the hands of Turan. A ghost can also be like a sharp knife. She listened to the busy communication from the heart of the rose, and the pre-heated muzzle hung like a peerless swordsman with a sword across her knees. Her expression was very quiet—it was almost as quiet as a bee.
"General Turan, expeditioner experimenter reports to you."
"Well, come." Turan nodded, watching Mint wearing a researcher's lab coat approaching her.
"General, I have been ordered to send equipment support. Sixteen experimental starships equipped with amplifiers have been prepared." As soon as Mint raised his hand, the personal terminal popped up automatically. Detailed and complicated equipment anatomy maps were spread from the ceiling to The ground, "Simply speaking, natural wormholes are very easy to collapse. What we did before was to stop this collapse so that it could pass safely. Now the interference waves on the sixteen starships will have the opposite effect, causing natural worms. The energy in the cave area is disordered, which can block the wormhole area for a certain period of time. "
Turan asked: "How big is the" mesh "after the blockade, and how big a bug may it penetrate?"
Mint: "Even if a beetle-sized mech flies into the opposite side, it will cause the wormhole to collapse and be drawn into the space and time."
"Okay, stand by, wait for the command center to instruct."
Mint breathed a sigh of relief, and everything was ready, waiting for the results of the command center meeting.
Mint suddenly said, "I don't know what the command center will give you ... General, are you also a Votor?"
"Huh? Why?" Turan laughed. "Do I look like a rich girl?"
Mint blinked. Turan's hands were very rough. It was caused by rigorous training throughout the year. The long military career covered military temperament.
"I was born in the fifth galaxy," said Turan. "The in vitro baby breeding management bill has not yet been promulgated. Private infant breeding centers have just emerged. Management is chaotic. A private baby breeding center has just opened to engage in activities. To help newlyweds to participate in the event, the first prize is to collect cells from both parties for free to cultivate a baby-I was the one who played the game and my parents broke up before I was born. I was left to the childcare center. It was later illegally banned and we were taken away by the government. Later, because of its outstanding mental strength, it was fooled away by the Silver Ten Guards to become the reserve army. It was General Lu Xin's suggestion that he wanted the Silver Ten Guards to slowly integrate into the alliance. In the future, he would start recruiting people from major military schools like ordinary teams ... Unfortunately, it was not achieved. "
Mint asked, "Would you like homesick, General? If one day we face the Alliance, what would you do?"
Turan avoided the emphasis very briefly: "I? I have a commander, and of course I obey orders unconditionally."
Mint asked, "Are you still ... the declaration of freedom?"
"Faith," Turan answered without much hesitation, but she paused, and said, "But don't hide from you, little girl, it feels good to obey orders and not to be responsible for everything."
mint:"……"
Turan himself took the lead in violating the rules for banning open flames on the mech and lowered his head and lit a cigarette: "Ye Gong is a good dragon, he will still fight for the dragon. Nah, hey--come, pick me up from the Galactic City Command Center, I will draw some beauty Men make up for it. "
Galactic City Command Center
"We have been asking for calls all the time, and they have been sinking into the sea." Li Furan faced Shen Sishui. "We have reason to believe that the Alliance is very opinionated about the independence of the eighth galaxy ... Yes, President Lu, just lost communication. Not long ago, our first guard's intelligence department managed to enter the alliance's intranet. In the recent Voto Daily, we found a report on the vocalization of the eighth galaxy, entitled "Resolutely resist illegal independence, and the Union Central refused to proceed with it. 'Diplomatic' call '. "
"This at least proves that Duke did not intercept the information we sent to the center of the alliance," Anakin said with a shrug.
Thomas Yang was afraid that Lu Bixing didn't know the Votto Daily, and quickly explained beside him: "Wotto Daily is the pug of the Union Central. Who the Union Central refers to, who is called by it, is notoriously shameless. As soon as sales decline, they Drag the commander out and scold him. The commander in my house is their parents, the market guarantee. "
Poisson Yang saw that his brother started running unreliable mechs, fearing that he would anger the commander, so he kicked Thomas under the table: "His point is that the attitude of the Votto Daily represents the attitude of the Union Central. "
After speaking, I took a careful look at Lin Jingheng, but to his surprise, although Lin Jingheng looked a bit inexplicably tired, but his face was okay and very peaceful. He did not mean to lose his temper: "Continue."
"We have also collected some unofficial discussions. Many folk sayings have never been groundless, and some information has been extracted from them," said Li Furan. "First, the alliance is worried that the Central Army disobeys the leadership. Second, the galaxies are also worried. Before the alliance returned to the war, it became such citizens again. Third, there are rumors that President Lu's rainbow virus experiment was successful, a super-armed, ready to invade the alliance-I think this rumor reflects the alliance's response to 'extraterritorial pirates 'The fear also shows that the military cannot give the people enough confidence.'
Lin Jingheng frowned, and quickly exchanged a look with Lu Bixing.
Li Furan didn't know that this so-called "rumor" was not all fabricated. The successful case of the rainbow virus experiment was in this conference room, but he just gave up and went further.
However, Lu Bixing's experiments were conducted in secret, and the eighth galaxy has been closed for so many years. Why are there such rumors?
Lu Bixing laughed, and touched the tip of Lin Jingheng's shoes under the table: "That's okay, General Li, not a rumor. I do have an unparalleled super-army, isn't everyone here?"
Turan said faintly on the remote communication end: "A cheerleader seduced a group of men with soul-stirring soup. At the scene of the 'lost in flowers', the commander, whoever blushed, I will remember it for you."
Li Fulan gave a dry cough, and glanced at Turan. He continued to say solemnly: "On the basis of the contents of Order No. 306 and the magnitude and position of the second increase in the Alliance, the Alliance is hostile to us. It ’s weird. "
The captain of the First Guard stood up, opened his personal terminal, and a huge amount of data was spread on the conference table. "This is all the data collected by the First Guard about the Central Army and the Alliance more than 200 days ago, including the compilation. , Combat effectiveness, armed, and order of magnitude-after a comprehensive review, we believe that according to this trend, the military strength of the two sides will maintain a relatively balanced state within two to three years. After that, we will see how the major galaxies and the central government play and whether they will A technology explosion has occurred. "
"At the time in the heart of the Rose, the Alliance was forced by the situation because the Central Army was backing up, and we let it go. We did not comment independently on the eighth galaxy. According to your inference, it was only two hundred days between the Alliance and the Central Army. The game situation is unlikely to be one-sided. Then there are two situations. Either Order 306 has another meaning. The alliance is not targeting the eighth galaxy, but using this attitude to cover up; or the Central Army and the alliance are in An agreement was reached on the eighth galaxy issue, and we all thought that we were a threat, and my affection card was invalid. "Lu Bixing said this hand, and meaningfully turned to Lin Jingheng," It seems that there is no contract in white and black letters, and the affection card is not reliable. Commander. "
Lin Jingheng didn't respond at all to what he meant in this sentence, and nodded quite seriously: "I prefer the former-it is difficult for the Alliance and the Central Army to reach an agreement. I do n’t know, but it ’s really crucial to destroy it. Their alliance is very simple. After all, Zhanlu has a list of forbidden fruits. In the heart of the rose, I didn't say anything for what, Woolf should know it well. "
After he finished speaking, the entire conference table, as well as Turan far from the wormhole, were all silent, and the group stared at him. Lin Jingheng raised an eyebrow somehow: "What's the problem?"
The generals of the Silver Ten Guards bowed their heads collectively, like quails, and said that they absolutely did not. The commander was right about everything.
The commander clearly noticed Qiuhao, and was not slow at all, it must be that the position of the president to propose marriage was too vague.
Lu Bixing looked at him with a bit of helplessness.
Lin Jingheng: "So Order 306 may have another effect-to intimidate us to close the passage of the natural wormhole area."
"Indeed," Lu Bixing converged on the meaning of the joke, and gently pointed his finger on the desktop. "Under the complicated situation and single and thin source of information, the terrain of the eighth galaxy is easy to defend and difficult to attack. For us, the most current The best solution is to close the wormhole passage. Should the expeditionary team send the jammer to Turan? "
Turan: "President, you have received it."
"Thinking about it in other words, I don't know much about my information outside, so this is more like a mysterious force against Jingheng," Lu Bixing said slowly. "There is a lesson from the boundaries of the seven or eight galaxies in the past. You were nine dead. When I come back, I will not repeat the mistake. "
Just then, Turan suddenly rang, and the meeting room's gaze focused on the communication screen.
"There is an abnormal energy fluctuation across the wormhole," Turan said in a deep voice. "There should be something trying to pass through, and there is some communication information-mint!"
"Yes, decode it now."
Lord can feel that his man-machine matching has fallen to a very dangerous threshold. Under the cover of his colleagues, he escaped from Duke's heavy armor and was chased by pirates of the "Dyborg" all the way. At this time, the missile had been emptied, and the high-energy particle gun on one side blew up the chamber. That's it. The fuselage has been damaged too much. Gravity and air pressure can no longer be maintained in the mech. Lord puts on a spacesuit, fastens himself and fastens, and puts the last dose of soothing agent into his body.
The cramped muscles crimped him in pain-hold on for a while, Lord thought, and it was time for Rose Heart.
He looked through the spirit net and gritted his teeth, followed by a glimpse of the soldiers behind him. The soothing agent forcibly improved his mental strength. Lord screamed and made the fifth emergency jump. The unbearable tear came. The sirens sounded in one, and Lord turned black.
The emergency jump is successful!
He returned to the heart of the rose, where the First Galaxy Border Guard was heavily guarded, and the pirates were afraid to chase it!
Lord was relieved. At this moment, a long-range signal came over, and it was the Border Guards to verify his identity. Lord breathed a sigh of relief: "I am the representative of the Border Guard of the First Galaxy, Colonel Lord, and was ordered to accompany General Duke to Votor. On the way, he was attacked by pirates from the Slovak Union. General Duke was assassinated. Quickly, I To talk to the eighth galaxy ... "
Before he finished speaking, he was locked by the cold muzzle.
Lord snapped: "I'm ..."
"General Duke ordered that the communication with the Eighth Galaxy be cut off, and our army was a traitor." The other side said coldly, "If you don't want to die, disarm and wait for fishing in place, don't play tricks."
Lord's mind was blank, listening to his heavy breathing clearly, and the next few moments, the Border Guard's mechas came together. The naive colonel lived peacefully for decades, once again being pushed into the guise of the times, and I really felt the shocking dark tide below.
"Go to the eighth galaxy and find Lin Jingheng."
"Call for help on the eighth galaxy-"
Lord suddenly used the remaining energy to accelerate the mech to the maximum, and the small mechanized armor like a smashed copper bounced out. At the same time, the other side fired at him relentlessly. Lord ’s protective cover has long been wiped out. As long as he is rubbed a bit by the fire, he will immediately become a scorched soil. He does not dare to look back and hides from left to right by his instinct. But how can the mech pass the particle cannon?
You can see the superimposed particle cannons rushing towards him on the spiritual network.
Lord closed his eyes.
At this moment, several mechs suddenly popped up, and a temporary protective cover was added to Lord's small mech, which was worthy of colliding with the particle cannon that hit it. The huge energy impact knocked Lord's small mech bomb. To the heart of the rose of great attraction.
"He has associates!"
"This type of mech is a renegade, it really is a traitor!"
Lord suddenly turned back in the spirit net and found that the small mechs that rescued him had the anti-Uzbek logo on them. What was going on? Lord felt that his brain was about to explode, but as the wormhole area approached, he had no time to think about it.
The Border Guard of the first galaxy used a signal blocker. Lord bit his teeth and banged directly with his own body. A message penetrated the communication blockade and reached the eighth galaxy: "General Duke was assassinated and killed Marshal Woolf was under their control and asked for help in the eighth galaxy! General Lin, save us! "
Turan stood up abruptly: "What are you talking about? Duke is dead!"
Lord's mech caught fire, and he couldn't open his eyes during the violent explosion. Then, the tail of the mech was hit by the following missiles. Explode like a match that burns for only a second in a lifetime.
That year, the fledgling teenager knocked on the general's door, bumped his heel slightly, and paid respectfully to a standard ceremony: "Admiral Lin!"
The man turned back, hiding most of his face in the shadows, revealing only a cold profile and gray eyes, and nodding at him.
Lord heard his heart pounding.
"Wulan College's 260 honorary graduates, Andrew Brandon Lord reports to you. Hope to follow in your footsteps, fight for life for the alliance, long live freedom declaration!"
Hope to follow in your footsteps ...
"boom"!
"Wait a moment, General Turan, another newsletter," Mint said in a deep voice, "decoding is about to complete ..."
"Here is the First Galaxy Border Guard, greeting the Chief of the Eighth Galaxy and the commander-in-chief. General Duke ordered us to disconnect from the Eighth Galaxy in a crisis situation. General Duke is currently out of contact. The pirate spies were mixed inside our army, and then we forcibly broke through our army's containment and passed false information to the compatriots in the eighth galaxy.
The latter was justified and included a video clip of a military recorder.
Turan turned abruptly to the communication side: "Commander!"
Eighth galaxy standard time, 13:34 in the afternoon.
At 21:59 late at Voto standard time.
In the wormhole area of ​​the eighth galaxy, sixteen interfering starships simultaneously released interference.
The hesitant eighth galaxy closed the wormhole channel.
At the same time, news flew to the Secretariat of the Union Parliament and "Never Island".
Lin Jingyi lost a long breath and said, "Go ahead, I won."