Imperfections

There is a deformable "ice pack" in the medical cabin, which has been transformed into a lazy sofa-like shape. Lin Jingheng was trapped inside to physically cool down, trying to keep himself awake: "The general communication channels have their protective covers everywhere. The degree of damage is a dynamic list, can you find it? "

Lu Bixing looked up at him, Lin Jingheng probably had a fever, his eyelids were set aside, his eyes were half open, his eyes looked more scattered than usual, but he looked strangely not very weak, like an innately ill blood in the ancient legend, hiding A sense of power in the coffin.

The other's eyes glanced over, and Lu Bixing's heartbeat was immediately out of order. He quickly lowered his head and quickly downloaded the damage dynamic table of the protective cover. Without looking carefully, he projected onto the mech bulkhead.

Lin Jingheng looked silent for a second after watching: "... can you turn it upside down?"

Lu Bixing: "..."

The young scientist felt that if he went on like this, he was afraid to be stupid, but he did n’t know how to control himself. In order to prevent mistakes in his busy life, he had to work hard to think about Lin Jingheng ’s wickedness, and planned to pick one or two things, and temporarily quell the young men ’s rebellion. Hormones. Who knows carefully, Lu Bixing almost committed a phobia of choice, Lin Jingheng's various **** can be described as "excellent", lined up to make people dizzy.

The anger interrupted by Lu Bixing's inexplicable kiss suddenly rekindled, and he grew more and more angry.

Soon, his brain congested by the paste burned a blood path to the fire, and his work efficiency was suddenly much higher.

Lu Bixing cleanly opened a back door in the bombardment of the Free Army's communication channel, a remote signal hung up, boldly passed the Free Army's communication network, passed a number of transition points, and flew towards the direction of the star, intending to contact Support.

Unfortunately, it was probably a bit of mildew from Lin Jingheng's body. Before the two-way connection was established, the anti-Ukraine base began to release special interference.

Although the anti-Ukraine defense was empty, the technical level could lift the Free Army-the Free Army's internal network was paralyzed, and the weak signal over Lu Bixing immediately collapsed.

Zhan Lu: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lu Bixing sighed: "It's okay, I'll try again."

"Well." Zhanlu paused very unaccustomedly. "Okay, President Lu—you are very gentle and polite, compared to those who use uncivilized terms when losing games with mechs."

Although Zhanlu is an artificial intelligence, he is also a mech core first, and is loyal to his master on land. Once he is on the mech, as the mech core, the driver ’s command will take precedence over the master ’s command- Simply put, Lin Jingheng can't shut him up now.

Therefore, General Lin had to be deaf and mute on his own, focusing on the dynamic watch at hand.

The speed and degree of damage to the protective cover are just a bunch of useless numbers for laymen. At most, they know where to hide when the protective cover is about to be penetrated.

However, for frontline personnel who often fight, a little clue can capture a lot of information.

Lin Jingheng can quickly determine the firepower distribution and attack efficiency of the two sides based on dynamic damage without using a computer. If he encounters a very commanding commander, he can even grasp the opponent's thinking.

At this time, he found the Freedom Army very strange.

The Free Legion is not a dish. On the contrary, they are well-trained. Although they are driving small mechs, the soldiers seem to have rehearsed. They respond very fast, move forward and back, and cooperate seamlessly. Disrupted the antimissile defense of the anti-Ukraine base, and it was shocking-even if Baiyin Jiu was here, it might not be able to do better.

However, this was before communication was cut off.

In the cosmic environment, everyone is driven by mechs and cannot speak to each other. Therefore, in the contemporary war, communication interference and anti-interference are specialized disciplines. Really, it is normal for people to interfere with communication. However, this free army team that was close to the level of Silver Nine became a horde immediately after the communication was cut off.

The original orderly formation collapsed directly. Like a group of ants that lost pheromone, it was very puzzling. Some of the mechas even started to do the so-called Brown movement. What is more bizarre is that they still kept firing. !!

The energy fluctuations captured by Zhanlu have not changed, and the level of fire hit by the anti-Uzbek base has been reduced by a cliff-jumping style--that is, the Freedom Army is now firing blindly in all directions ... Fire hit his own body.

Lin Jingheng frowned, and said to Lu Bixing, "Give me the spirit net."

Lu Bixing, who was angry alone, gave him a cold look.

Lin Jingheng was helpless: "Let's do it-you can let Zhan Lu open up the spirit network and try to invade the mech of the Freedom Army."

Lu Bixing stinked his face: "Zhan Lu, trouble to expand the spiritual network."

Lin Jingheng couldn't help worrying: "Can you adapt to Zhanlu's spiritual network, he ..."

Although Lu Bixing didn't reply and didn't look at him, his face was more gloomy.

Although Lin Jingheng doesn't like to talk to people, he can mix with the general at a young age, and of course he will look at his face, so he raises his hand and motions to shut up.

But he was very accustomed to this vision that did not reach the spirit net, and felt that his eyes were completely obscured, as if he had handed the reins of a wild horse on the cliff to someone else's hand ... "Dance step" athletes are obviously not professional.

Lin Jingheng endured for a long time, he couldn't help it: "You pay attention to concealing, once you hit the grass, don't get tangled with the other party, immediately jump off the spiritual network overlap, and retreat to the nearest jump point, the coordinates are ..."

Lu Bixing followed Zhanlu's spiritual network, spreading his consciousness, and at the same time, the yin and yang were weird: "General, I don't see that you are such a stable and cautious person. Then I just stuffed myself into a drifting bottle and planned to 'flare the sea of ​​fire' Who is it? "

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Lu Bixing locked a free legion mech in situ, and continued to sneer: "If you can't get it, someone has stolen your brainwave channel and disturbed your brain."

Lin Jingheng has only heard of others talking about Fengyue, and it ’s about “cutting constantly, rationality is still chaotic”. For the first time, I realized that there is still an inexplicable process like “kiss and quarrel”, which is completely different from saying good !!

This caused his high fever brain to almost have hallucinations, and it was imprudent to suspect him that Lu must do it.

Just then, Lu Bixing's face suddenly changed: "Strange, the counterpart's man-machine matching is too high."

In the process of invading the spirit network, once the opponent's man-machine matching is very high, he rushed to fight and was immediately killed.

Lin Jingheng was startled, and stood up suddenly: "Withdraw it, give me permission!"

"Slow, the other party didn't respond ... I can't find the gap between the man-machine docking port." As a qualified scientific worker, Lu Bixing was so curious that he could genocide the cat, and an accident happened. Instead of panic, he instead Thinking forward, he whispered, "Zhan Lu, I remember correctly. The highest man-machine match is less than 90% is iron law ... Is it because my eyes are too poor to find a docking port?"

"No," said Zhan Lu, "you read that correctly, President Lu, the opponent's man-machine match is 100%."

Lin Jingheng was startled: "What?"

Lu Bixing was astounded: "This is OK!"

"It seems that the mech pilots of the Free Army Corps are not ordinary people," Lin Jingheng said quickly. "At the time, the space station of the Free Army Corps," Zero One "mentioned a **** ... God creation plan is to use biochips to transform people. Not only will these transforming humans rapidly evolve the physical body within a short time, but the entire human can also be semi-mechanized. According to 2001, once the transforming humans are connected to the mech, they will become part of the fuselage, and the reaction speed is human. Sixteen times ... no wonder the interface gap was not found. "

Lu Bixing is difficult to understand: "No, the silver fortress is not cold, why are these idiots still pursuing automation of mech driving?"

Zhan Lu interjected: "The ultimate goal pursued by the Free Army should not be automation, but evolution and transformation of humans and machines. But it should not complete the goal, and now it can only make such dissimilar monsters."

"No wonder he will come to remember the plan of the son-in-law of the Anti-Uruguayan Society." Lin Jingheng turned his attention to the chaotic Free Army team. "Although these four dislike reformers react quickly and are not disturbed, I am afraid they have no independent thinking ability. There is a fixed behavior mode, and the anti-Ukraine will not only interfere with their communication, but also interfere with the biochip. Now the engineers of the Free Army Corps should repair it urgently, can you think of a way ... "

Lu Bixing's eyes brightened: "During the repair process, they decoded the chip signal and mixed it in!"

On the star, Huang Jinghuan wore a thick isolation suit and received people who received "antibodies" in the square. The Self-Defense Force sent a batch of "antibodies" from house to house, but in this way, many poor people who did not have a permanent residence lost their collars for various reasons and gathered together to protest. At this time, they were most afraid of cross-infection. Several pick-up points were set up in the area, sending mechanized vehicles to block roads, strictly restricting the flow of people, and evacuating people in batches.

Even so, there were more people on the scene than she imagined. Huang Jingying was uncomfortable with heavy isolation clothing and had a difficult time moving in place. Several of her classmates helped at other scattered collection points.

They must be busy to ease the scorch.

They are the only survivors of Beijing's beta star, wandering in the complicated and complicated eighth galaxy, without help, Huang Jingdi can't imagine what they would do without President Lu.

"Get it," Huang Jingyi handed a fake antibody filled with glucose to the residents of the Galaxy City who were queuing. He repeated the words mechanically throughout the day. "After getting the antibody, leave as soon as possible. Gather in a crowded place, thank you, next-"

Her voice faded, and there was a sudden commotion in the distance. Several mechanized vehicles sounded the alarm at the same time, and the guards came down and shouted. Subsequently, the convenient loudspeaker multiplied the commotion hundreds of times, and a man shouted in the alarm sound of the mech car: "They are liars! This is not resistance at all ..."

"Buzz", the mech car released interference, the vocals in the loudspeaker became sharp, everyone covered his ears subconsciously, but the anxiety seemed to fall into the oil in the boiling water.

"What did he say? What liar?"

"Not anti -... not antibodies at all! I seem to hear it!"

"What? What are they sending?"

What a bad thing, Huang Jinglian's cold sweats came down.

A Silver Nine guard came over quickly and whispered to her, "We are reporting to the captain of the guard, non-combatants will evacuate first!"

Huang Jingzhen nodded with some six gods and was about to leave.

Suddenly, one of the residents who had lined up stood up and said aloud, "You take the antibody, just find a pharmacy and test it. You know, it's just useless comfort ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was knocked down by a narcotic naked gun. People in the surrounding panic thought he was killed. For a while, some people screamed and fled, some yelled, some people tried to pass through the machine. The encirclement of the car A ran inward, and he pointed at Huang Jingxi with tears, and let her give an explanation ...

There are also people who fear that the world will not be chaotic: "They will not give us real antibodies at all. I urge the infected people to find a place to hide and not be caught by them in the isolation ward. They will die immediately, and they will I want to find a place to treat you like garbage! "

Huang Jinglian's heart rate jumped to one hundred and eight, and she saw that the well-ordered people were spreading like the flood of the dike. The rumors of true and false were like the hustle and bustle of a strong wind. Next to her, Baiyin Jiu's guard was pulling her While walking, he was talking to Turan through his personal terminal. Huang Jingying heard faintly. Captain Turan, who always smiled, said in a cold tone, "... control the scene at all costs."

"At all costs," Huang Jingbi thought blankly, "Are you going to die? Teacher Lu, what should I do?"

Teacher Lu was far away from the galaxy and could not answer. She could only hear a voice in the crowd shouting: "The people who send antibodies are wearing isolation suits. If the antibodies are useful, why are these people afraid of it?"

"We have to explain, explain to us!"

"They're here to kill, run away!"

At this time, a row of mechanized cars in the distance directly passed through the space field, and fell from the sky to the outside of the crowd, and blocked them back. The sharp front of the mechanized car was like a cold spear. Pointing at a mob like a flock.

Huang Jingdi took a step back suddenly, broke away from the Silver Nine Guards who were pulling her, turned and ran to the reception desk just before, and picked up the loudspeaker used to maintain order: "Hey!"

The girl looked like an adult. At this moment, she was tense to the extreme, but her voice involuntarily brought out a little childishness. She held up an "antibody" and said to everyone, "The amount of antibodies is very limited, and each wears an isolation suit. No one has ever beaten. Since you say so, I can just relax a bit. "

The words faded. Before the guards had time to stop, she removed the gown with a key. Khan had already wet her hair and drooped in the horns. A few silver guards came to reinforce her. Change things up, get out of the car and check.

Huang Jingyi's hand was shaking all the time, and she tried it several times before successfully holding the syringe on her arm. After the syringe was scanned automatically, the injection site was pinpointed, disinfected, and a placebo that could not cure the disease and could not save her life was pushed in. .

"Mr. Lu, they will have a solution," she thought. "If you can get mechanics to the sky and control two or more mental nets like normal people, what else can you do?"

Regardless of the age, there are always some young people who are enthusiastic and reckless. When others weigh the pros and cons, they have rushed to the door desperately.

The syringe fulfilled its mission, "clicked", fell off her arm, and the noisy crowd died.

Huang Jingyan took a deep breath: "So you can rest assured? Special antibodies are not a panacea. They will have different effects on people of different constitutions. Some people will still have the risk of infection and death. Some people will even be allergic. Infect yourself, it means that the antibody effect is not good for you. Go to the hospital right away, the hospital is not for the slaughterhouse! "

"Then I repeat, I haven't gotten in line to order. Those who have received the antibodies should leave immediately to avoid the densely populated areas." Huang Jingxi kicked the peeling off the gown aside and sat down again. "Next— — "

At this moment, the sound of "rumbling" came from the sky. People looked up and saw that the rows of starships and mechs had arrived near the ground and flew to the base not far away, preparing to land. .

In the clear air, people can see the striking signs on the mechs and starships.

"That starship has a syringe sign on it!"

"It's from the London Star. I've heard that there is a big guy in the London Star who seems to be selling medicine."

"The mech is from Victoria's Star."

"And Milas ..."

The one-eyed eagle almost transferred the medical resources of the entire eighth galaxy. The huge starship rainbow boat landed in the base. It has a complete medical laboratory, a team of researchers, and the major planets have more or less support. Some people even came in person.

The dying Yu William opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged, vicissitudes face through a transparent face mask of an isolation suit. He did not recognize who this person was, maybe it was devastated by more than 100 years To see each other's faces, maybe the rainbow virus has burned his brain, maybe they had fought each other before, but they didn't know each other by fate-but he recognized a rusty bronze medal in the man's hand.

Free Alliance Army.

Not the ridiculous so-called "freedom" legion of pirates, but the one who truly followed the Alliance more than a hundred years ago, believed in the Alliance's Declaration of Freedom, and was tempered in blood and fire ...

Yu William's vision suddenly blurred. This unknown ... comrade in the past put the bronze medal on his pillow: "We are the eighth free galaxy."

Yu William burst into tears.

The one-eyed eagle broke into Turan's temporary command post without saying a word: "The old ghost research institute of London Star made me move here, and immediately proceeded to analyze this variant virus. What about Lin Jingheng? I didn't find the cult's nest ? "

Lin Jingheng they have quietly mixed into the small mech group of the Free Legion. The small mech group has different models and has everything. A special code makes the surrounding legion of reformers ignore them. The communication channel was restored. At this time, the free army that was in chaos once again restored order and approached the anti-Uzbek base in an orderly manner.