Chapter 39: Indescribable aversion

When the surveillance screen went dark, Mech Beijing was issuing a sharp gravitational alert. Lin Jingheng's heart jumped fiercely, and then he realized that it was not the demon monster at the base that stunned the camera, but that he had left too Far away, that little intranet signal is finally unsustainable.
"We are affected by gravity and are accelerating towards the known planet 'Sodor'." Zhan Lu said, "Please note that Sodor's escape speed is 65.8 km / s. It belongs to a large gravitational planet. Sir, I recommend opening the thruster immediately. Is it on? "
"No," Lin Jingheng's eyes did not leave the black screen, and he was silent for a moment. He said, "Reporting coordinates and gravitational fluctuations, how much are we deviating from the original channel?"
At this point, they were passing through an unmarked area, which was near the edge of the eighth galaxy. However, in theory, it still belongs to the Alliance jurisdiction. Ironically, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, the most Active explorers and surveyors are a group of black market smugglers.
Smugglers survey and map the channel, just to live and eat, but of course they will not do extra exploration. The mapping of the underground channel only gives the coordinates of the safe channel, but what happens and what happens when it deviates from this channel. What is the longest transition distance, it is always blank, and someone needs to explore the road in person.
Zhan Lu quickly reported him the coordinate range: "Cannot estimate the angle of our departure from the channel, sir, I think we have gone too far in the other direction, what are you looking for?"
The siren in the mech was getting more and more urgent, and it was close to hysterics.
On such a knot, Lin Jingheng replayed the just-used surveillance picture—Lu Bixing jumped in front of him like a group photo with a tourist attraction. The young man's eyes stretched, his eyes clear, and he looked carefree.
In such a dangerous place, you can still indulge in hue, and artificial intelligence is almost invisible. Zhan Lu reminded him: "Sir, gravity is increasing."
"Well," Lin Jingheng's eyes didn't leave the picture, he answered absently, "Approach the 'desert' planet belt."
"Desert" is a stable asteroid belt between the large planet Sodo and the eighth sun. There are millions of small stars in it, the large ones are hundreds of kilometers in diameter, and the small ones may be just one person tall.
Although this planetary belt is relatively stable as a whole, the little stars inside are not honest. They are always hurting each other, colliding with each other, and forming a family with each other, and are born and die. The planetary belt is also full of countless "comet cemeteries". Comets that are usually sleeping in the ghosts will be nibbled at any time with gravitational changes, whistling away from the long tail, and phoenix passing through the dull eighth galaxy.
The desert planetary belt is different from the asteroid belts that are generally thin. Due to the special astronomical environment, it is very dangerous here. It is also called "Desert Desert". It is a forbidden place for interstellar travelers.
Zhanlu's voice has been distorted in the mechanized Beijing sirens: "Sir, I must remind you that the front is very dangerous. Repeat it, it is very dangerous. The small mech Beijing does not have the physical ability to cross the" desert " ,you must……"
Lin Jingheng ignored him and pushed Beijing's defense net to the maximum. Around the mech, tiny stardust particles began to build up. Then, the defense net jumped out of the first collision alert-a small stone hit the fuselage. .
"Sir, this ..."
"Position the nearby jump point." Lin Jingheng interrupted him.
Zhanlu was forced to carry out his host's order, while still couldn't help but say, "There is no record of jump points nearby."
His voice faded, and Mech Beijing's missiles suddenly pushed into orbit. Lin Jingheng fired indiscriminately, rushing forward to the stars that came across, and a large number of stars were like chess pieces on a chessboard. They were hit by a piece, and they were crazy. The ground collided with each other, violently visible light, like the light of the zodiac of the solar system in ancient legends, deadly shards rushing towards Beijing with their heads covered.
Beijing's orbital changes are extremely flexible. Lin Jingheng avoided the stones that came from one after another with precise operation that is unimaginable. This mech is more flexible than his own body.
"Sir, your behavior is unstable ..." Zhanlu's voice stopped abruptly, and a high-speed passing boulder swept across the tail of the Beijing aircraft, and the entire fuselage shook, making it easy to make a fuss. Beijing screamed, but not waiting for the collision, Zhan Lu suddenly detected the magnetic field at the transition point, and Lin Jingheng immediately started the transition.
The jump distance is extremely short, and the coordinates of the target point are less than half a standard sailing day.
The thick and sinister stars around disappeared out of thin air. Under the strong magnetic field of the transition point, a vacuum zone with a diameter of about ten kilometers was formed here, just like a calm typhoon eye.
Beijing finally closed its mouth, and only the screaming aftermath that made people's ears sore seemed to be still there. Zhan Lu said: "The jump was successful."
Lin Jingheng put Beijing on the trajectory of the jump point, kept it relatively still, and flew into the range of this strange jump point.
"Reading the jump point number, the number is ..." Zhan Lu paused strangely, "A word?"
"what?"
"The jump point is numbered 'surprise'."
This is an illegal number.
In the alliance transition network, each transition point has its own number code, which is composed of six letters and three digits. The code includes the construction time, location, whether it is civilian, the maximum load capacity, and the distance of the jump point. When information is available, there is a set of rules. Even private jump points set by marginalized people will generally follow this rule, except for an asterisk at the end.
This transition point in the asteroid group, whether it is reasonable or not, is the same as a joke.
The corner of Lin Jingheng's eyes bent slightly, showing a little smile, but it disappeared quickly, and the protective gas released in the mech was slowly sucked back. He sighed and leaned his head on the soft chair. On his back, his gaze passed through the fluorescent grass above his head, and then diffused through the mech's spiritual net. As far as his eyes were concerned, it was full of thick nebulae, with layers of thick, cocoon like fog, making it extremely difficult to observe.
It's like an invisible back door, and it's going to be in the most dangerous place.
"Sir," Zhan Lu said for a moment, "the field structure of the transition point is exactly the same as that of the alliance. It is speculated that it was built between 100 and 150 years ago, but I was unable to find relevant information. "
"Your data has been deleted-when he was under house arrest, they had to check your database." Lin Jingheng did not take his eyes off and said gently, "I don't know if he was insured or he was aware of the alliance at that time. has a problem."
"You mean this jump point was left by General Lu Xin."
"In 136, Lu Xin detoured into the eighth galaxy from the secret channel near Sodo Star, as if descending from the sky. For the sake of management after the war, all the secret channels he used at that time passed the clear road and became regular. The Alliance Interstellar Channel. "Lin Jingheng said," The literature is well-documented, but I do n’t believe it. I used a different method to simulate the war many times, every time there are slight errors, so I always think there must be a secret near here. Transition point. "
"To the best of my knowledge, General Lu's battle report to the Alliance is defensible, and it has been regarded as a typical case by Ulan College," Zhanlu said.
"His report was obviously made up by fools. It was a fool of the talks on the paper of the Union Military Commission. It also wrote that the heavy mech he drove that day was you."
Amnesia Zhanlu asked strangely, "Isn't it me?"
"Of course not. How could a long-distance sneak attack take you? You have a lot of power and eyes, and shaking out of the field can make the star thieves look away. He brought your mech core at most, the fuselage must not be you The extra deviation is exactly a hidden jump. "
Zhanlu, who was both power-consuming and dazzling, felt the prejudice from his master, turned into a person, and stood aside in aggrieved.
They floated in that small vacuum, everything around was silent, time seemed to be still.
Lin Jingheng was half-lying on the soft sofa seat in the mech. He had no words for a long time. If it wasn't for keeping his eyes open, Zhan Lu would almost think he was asleep. A long space military career rarely sees light. Even after leaving the Silver Fortress for several years, his face still carries the paleness that is unique to space soldiers. It is said that this dark living environment will cause bad human emotions. Eden will detect and Regulating the space army's hormone and emotional levels, only he insisted on shielding Eden, like a lone wolf that was stubborn and refused to integrate into human society.
"When I was a kid, I always wanted to be a person like Lu Xin." Lin Jingheng said, he reopened the base's monitoring screen and rummaged through the video records of other lenses. Unfortunately, there are too few surveillance cameras at the base. After turning around for a long time, he only saw the carnival from various angles, but he could not find the person drowned in the lights, which almost made him a bit lost.
Zhan Lu said, "In my opinion, your talent is not inferior to General Lu."
"Talent is worthless." Lin Jingheng said, he hovered lonely between the invisible jump points, before the relics, watching the smiling old man looking at the suspended thermal power station in the monitoring records, "Lu Xin is the Alliance Declaration of Freedom Faithful believer, his faith used to be as strong as a stone. He loved the alliance, loved the new ephemeris civilization, and always knew when he should stand up and die. "
Zhan Lu raised his eyes and looked at him. The green eyes showed a little innocence, making Lin Jingheng almost want to avoid his sight subconsciously.
He thought: But I don't love the league.
He has no attachment to any place in the alliance, no one, he scoffs at the Declaration of Freedom, using the Silver Fortress and the seven galaxies as a huge game field.
For many years, on the one hand, he represented the Central Union and exerted high pressure on major galaxies that required military autonomy. On the other hand, he secretly condoned and exacerbated the contradictions between the two sides.
For galaxies without military autonomy, in emergencies, they can only resort to the Central Army stationed in the local galaxy. However, the Central Army ca n’t wait for the silver fortress to command, even if the star theft is in front of them, they ca n’t act lightly- Because the Central Military Supervisory Committee is in charge of all the mechas, there is no secret key for the supervising committee, and a mecha cannot fly out of the atmosphere. The members of these monitoring members are living in Vote.
When Lin Jingheng was in the silver fortress, the exchange rate of currency between one and two galaxies was as high as 1:52, and if commercial ships transacted across galaxies, they had to go through at least a dozen levels. The garrison at each level had to be exploited once. The intangible "tariff" was further increased. Drive up the spread. If the residents of the downstream galaxy want to go to the upstream galaxy once, such as non-public travel, the cost of the round-trip transportation will cost half a lifetime of savings.
For more than two hundred years, huge exploitation and injustice have been suppressed under the "beautiful" Garden of Eden. The Alliance Central Committee knows that once the military autonomy is decentralized, the eight major galaxies will definitely fall apart.
When Lin Jingheng was here, not only did the eight galaxies swallow their patience, but even the star pirates were calm. The alliance was a paradoxical scene of peace. Therefore, he took the opportunity to arrange Lu Xin's old ministry one by one. Except for Ye Lifu's mental condition, which was left under his eyelids, the rest were all "exiled" to the Central Army of the galaxy. Like a group of beasts with a collar.
Just after the end of the game, he did n’t wait for his hands, and the stupid management committee did n’t know who to listen to. He was ready to unload and kill the donkey. Lin Jingheng happened to push the boat—because once he left, the star thief would inevitably bounce back and there was no military autonomy. The most important galaxies bear the brunt, and the balance between the central and the seven galaxies will immediately collapse.
Once the seven galaxies can see through the alliance's perseverance, they will instead align with the oppressed Central Army generals who also hate the alliance.
They will untie the collars and shackles on the necks of these beasts.
For up to five years, the Alliance Central Committee must choose a path between "completely elevated" and "encountering a coup."
By the time the Silver Ten Guards return, the end of the Alliance Central is the last emperor abdicated, or Louis XVI on the guillotine. It all depends on the mood.
Unexpectedly, people are counting, heaven is watching. Five years later, before this big show had time to start, unexpected guests from outside the country broke in and overturned the chessboard.
The alliance has no power to fight back, and it has nothing to do with his many years of laissez-faire.
Before Lu Xin left, he left his most proud student to abandon his faith. He probably could not have imagined it anyway. What he left for the Alliance was not a life-saving sign, but a bottle of chronic poison.
If Lu Xinquan knew something, what would he say?
On the fixed monitor screen, Lu Bixing smiled at him with a smile and admitted that his heart was soft.
Lin Jingheng looked at the young man's face and thought absurdly, "I don't want him to know everything. Is it really just that he will not bear hatred and responsibility?"
Lin Jingheng, this cold-blooded pervert, hasn't always advocated throwing children into wolves to make them grow?
Besides, Lu Bixing is not a "child". He knows what he wants to do, knows how to do it, and knows how to bear the consequences.
When was the heartless and liverless General Lin so gentle and considerate?
He thought, "I'm just running away."
I don't want to let Lu Xin's only bones and blood know all this, and I don't want him to be disappointed to find out that his father has placed high hopes on people, but he is just a boring and empty conspirator ... This conspirator is not very lucky. It's like a joke about failure.
For a moment, he looked at the flourishing fluorescent grass, and developed an indescribable aversion to the man "Lin Jingheng".
Zhan Lu said, "Sir, the coordinates of the transition point 'surprise' have been entered into the system. What next?"
"Continue deep into the Death Desert." Lin Jingheng quickly recovered his scattered thoughts. "An underground channel is not enough insurance. I need a spare channel. Since Lu Xin was able to cross the desert then, we can also refer to this idea."
"Sir, I oppose this plan," said Zhan Lu calmly. "The environment in the planetary belt is very complicated. Even if there were once safety routes, it is no longer safe now, and General Lu Xin had a sophisticated advance detection. Troops, and senior guides to the eighth galaxy. You shouldn't be alone ... OK, understand, keep going. "
The first code of artificial intelligence can make recommendations, but must obey orders unconditionally.
Especially when encountering a host who is just for his own use.
"But I reserve the right to make suggestions." Zhan Luton paused, and said that he organized a long argument with a full range of arguments from a huge database, and started a mode of obedience while obeying orders and intending to talk to him. The master fights to the end.
Twenty days after Lin Jingheng left the base, the base's energy system took shape and looked completely new.
Nearly half of the self-defense members joined the engineering team and began to renovate the defense system of the base under the siege of the senior arms expert Cyclops.
The daily space patrols that have been on strike for several days have also resumed-the self-defense forces thought that the thermal energy during the take-off and landing of the mech was the energy source of multimedia, and even heaven became active.
Lu Bixing often lives in the workshop of the Mech Station, and makes a circle to the docking station every day. However, he can't wait for the signal to connect with Mech Beijing. Even the base's camera no longer follows him.
Where did Lin go?
He was thinking day by day and dreaming at night. When he was lying on his desk in the afternoon and dozing, he might be a bit nestled, and Lu Bixing suddenly had a nightmare.
He dreamed that Lin was not far away from his eyes, and kept walking forward with his back to him. Lu Bixing called his name and worked hard, but his legs seemed to be sucked in place, and he couldn't run fast. I can only watch as the person gets farther and farther from him, and finally pierces into the ominous white light without looking back. The white light penetrates Lin's body as if all arrows passed through his heart and then disappeared in front of him. Already.
Lu Bixing took a sigh of cold air, and woke up awake suddenly, his heart burst into discomfort. Seeing that the boy had come in on Saturday, I was about to wake him up with the loudspeaker of the movie old lady reading poetry.