This war that was about to burn through the new era of the Episode was finally set on fire. How could the cowardly cynicism be quelled?

Everyone's flesh and blood will become fuel, just as these people who don't know they are already crazy have contributed to countless tragedies.

So Lin Jingheng would be better off dead.

In this way, his life will be bright and clear, and he will be frozen in the spiritual monument forever.

The interstellar channel is not like a road on the ground. It is always honest and fixed. All the transition points it passes, planets and artificial bases, and even the galaxy itself are constantly revolving and rotating. Therefore, the interstellar coordinate system is extremely complex, and it uses dynamic coordinates, which will be written for a long time, which is generally unrememberable to humans.

A large amount of work is required to be completed for an interstellar channel to be "renovated" - considering the trajectory of all celestial bodies and artificial celestial bodies, and all possible accidents, drawing an interstellar channel map. After the interstellar channel map is publicly released, all mechas and starships within the network will be automatically updated to guide the way during navigation.

The interstellar channel that can be used for civilian use is more stringent, that is, it must have an emergency rescue system and a supply station that meets the regulations. The supply station needs to change as the channel changes. At the same time, in order to ensure the supply of materials, this series of supply stations must also be closely connected with several hub planets that supply supply.

The orbit of the asteroid "Egret" was at the important intersection of several interstellar channels. Later, Prince Kelly was vented for anger. The new government had to make a little modification based on the original interstellar channel and chose the "Red Star" closest to the egret as a new channel hub planet.

Hope landed in a "private supply station" very close to Hongxiaxing.

The so-called "private supply station" is actually a small black shop, which is an interstellar illegal building.

While the government repaired the waterway, the smugglers who were very smart took out the underground waterway supply station and made a living by taking advantage of the new waterway. The new government is now limited in energy and has not yet been explicitly prohibited, so they are considered a gray industry.

Generally, private supply stations are not too blatant. The quality of services provided is only low in price. Small vendors who travel for short distances are very careful. If you happen to encounter such a "little black shop", you can save some travel expenses.

The supply station of this small black shop is quite popular, but the customers are not good, so the order is not good. As soon as you enter, you feel messy. The restaurant at the mecha station is also shabby, with only a very broken fly restaurant and a cheap nutritional paste vending machine. The tables and chairs are naturally not enough. The interstellar merchants who are used to suffering are sitting on the ground, talking nonsense from all over the world. Occasionally, some people disagree with others, and both sides will scold each other, but no one takes action - running interstellar transportation, and they will replenish supplies in the small black shop, like a lone beast, looking for food in the jungle full of dangers, and knowing how to keep it alone.

Hope and his team exchanged a tight table with the person with a nutritional needle and ordered some supper.

Open fires are prohibited in the mecha station. The so-called "simple rice" is actually a refrigerated space lunch box transported from Hongxia Star. It is heated up and served. It is not very fresh, has a strange taste, and the taste is comparable to that of an ancient airplane meal.

A technician from the Eight Galaxy who had joined the Wyndham Society next to him asked him: "Prophet, what did you plan after leaving the Eight Galaxy?"

"Our patrons will provide some force," Hope said. "But that's what we can save our lives. My opinion is to do our best to avoid war. Star Wars is not a quarrel between two children. Half of the quarrel, and they will make up again. Once they press the missile switch, it is equivalent to storing enemies and friends in a pot, forcing everyone to choose one side in black or white, and then blood flows to the end, and that's really impossible to save."

In an environment where everyone was red in their eyes and carrying two tons of blood-sea hatred, Hope had a peaceful and detached temperament. The technician subconsciously nodded: "We will follow you to the end."

Hope looked at him kindly and said, "The betrayal of the Glory Group is expected. Everyone is interdependent when they are outside the territory. There is no way to share hardships. You may not be able to work together when you come back."

A traitor said: "I dare say that the Glorious Corps planned to destroy bridges against us before the revolt. They had already colluded with Yeliv of the Little Hummingbird Fortress. On the surface, they said they shared resources and waterways with us. Once they took the Silver Fortress, they immediately turned against us and directly occupied Votto. Then they asked Yeliv to use the power of the alliance to force the organization out of the first galaxy."

Hope nodded calmly: "Indeed, but fundamentally speaking, there is no essential conflict between us and the ultimate goal of the Glorious Corps. They want the regime. What we want is first to complete the legacy of the two pioneers of White Tower - breaking the Garden of Eden, liberating people's souls, and secondly to establish the legal status of the organization. I think there is room for negotiation between the two sides. Why did the Glorious Corps abandon us? It is not unrelated to the lunatics who have been recruiting in the organization over the years and taking the opportunity to destroy. Is it necessary for us to protect them?"

The technician said: "Prophet, can those people in the Glory Group accept the philosophy of the organization?"

"The organization's concept sometimes needs to be adapted. Teacher Lu talked to me. I think his view is reasonable and inspired. A concept, no matter how correct it cannot be corrected or evolved, is also stagnant, and can only become a shrine in a vacuum, or rot and smelly. Society has developed into the interstellar era. It is ridiculous to let people wear grass skirts and return to the prairie of the original collectors. Some scientific and technological achievements that increase human welfare are worth cherishing, such as nutritional pastes and nutrition needles - indeed, they are not delicious, but they really save many lives. This kind of thing must be forcibly banned. Isn't that doing evil?" Hope said, "What we oppose is the abuse of technology and dangerous weapons. Our future career should be promoted to the complete interstellar environmental protection law and the "Special Field Scientific Achievements Restriction Law". It is not to make a bunch of super soldiers to fight violence with violence and blow people who do not agree to wear grass skirts back to the Earth's home planet."

After listening to it, the new technician felt that his heart was broad and he was full of mission for the fate of mankind.

Hope signaled everyone to eat before the meal was cool, but as soon as he lifted the fork, he heard someone shouting next to him: "Come on, yell--"

The people in the restaurant cheered like a cheer, and Hope and the others looked up and found that it was the moment when the supply station of the Xiaohei Store and the orbits of the Hongxiaxing were intersecting.

The planets in the sky grew rapidly and "collided" towards them from far to near, and crushed them at an extremely fast speed, as if they were pressed down on the heads. They were immersed in the scene, and the scenes they saw were terrifying and shocking, as if the sky had collapsed and they couldn't breathe.

The waiters were not surprised, and they looked at the country bumpkins who had seen this for the first time with a smile, appreciated their misfortune, and then went over to help the cowards who were lying on the ground with their heads in their arms.

There are small telescopes on the dining table, which are not high in the magnitude, but they are enough to see the lights on the planet when the Red Star is closest.

The first ecological farm that Hope had built for several months was here. He chose this channel specifically to take a look at the Red Xia Xing, which he had spent a lot of effort before leaving.

The energy tower on the farm is maintained by robots, and it is lit at any time and never goes out. It is a landmark building. Hope heard a fat man on the dining table next to him, dancing forehands to the new companion: "Did you see it? Did you see the tower? That's the farm, we passed by there! Oh, that place is so beautiful!"

A smile appeared on Hope's lips.

Yes, it's so beautiful.

Next to the ecological farm, there is a naturally formed lake. The water contains some rare elements, showing a magnificent color, like a liquid rainbow. The surrounding climate is warm and humid. When the temperature rises, the lake water will evaporate, and the water vapor is blocked by the surrounding hills. The lake is so gorgeous that it is incredibly gorgeous.

Hope protected the place, built roads and temporary rest points, and named her "Gem Terraces".

Hongxia Star was originally an unknown small place in the Eighth Galaxy, with a vast land and sparse population, but it doesn’t matter. It will be the first successful food supply base in the Eighth Galaxy, and will become a transportation hub in the future and will live with the continuous injecting popularity.

As for the gem terraces, Hope thought that someone would definitely write poems for her in the future, and it might turn into a sacred place for proposals or something.

Hongxiaxing quickly passed by the supply station, gradually drifting away, and the voices in the supply station became noisy again. The restaurant broadcast the out-of-tune song of the Free Alliance Army, but it was soon protested - because the new government was established some time ago, the communication intranet was first established, and the government propaganda was over, and everyone was tired of listening. So the intangible transporters began to organize "small concerts" themselves. Huang Diwu took turns to compete with each other, which made people laugh and cry.

At this time, a dysfunctional follower from Hope said: "Prophet, the person who came to pick us up sent us a message. It was not remote, the person should be nearby. I just confirmed the coordinates with the other party, and the other party suggested that we wait here to meet them."

"Okay," Hope urged, "then you eat quickly."

He stopped talking, and suddenly, the noisy restaurant seemed to have been imposed with some magic, and it became quiet. The fat man next to him suddenly stood up, and the legs of the table banged, suddenly echoing in the restaurant. Hope and the others didn't understand, so they followed everyone's eyes. There was a huge screen in the restaurant lobby, and the energy and maintenance status of each mecha were densely listed on the top. Below was the real-life space scene outside the mecha station.

At this time, the real scene shows that a murderous mecha team is flying towards them.

This mecha team's medium-sized combat mechas are lined up neatly and are all carrying a hideous arsenal, but the regular troops of the new government cannot run to this supply station like a small black shop to replenish supplies!

A waiter loosened his hand and the hot lunch box fell to the ground. He shouted in panic: "Boss, it's broken, someone is here to catch illegal business!"

When these poor-quality guests heard this, they were afraid of losing their food, and were happy to eat the tyrant meal while taking advantage of the chaos. A few clever leaders took the lead. These people rushed to the mecha mail station, preparing to escape. The owner of the supply station panicked and jumped and scolded while turning around. All the robots who could speak humans in the supply station also shared the same hatred with him, and followed them in a chorus.

"Are they?" asked the new technician from the dysfunction club in a low voice, "Are you here to pick us up?"

"No?" The person who spoke just now frowned and checked his personal terminal. "I just sent the coordinates. Are they so fast? No, no, on other people's territory!"

Hope stared at the approaching armor through the screen, his ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and then suddenly changed color: "We'll leave too!"

Several people quickly followed the people who were running around. At the same time, Hope grabbed a scattered waiter and said to him: "This is an enemy attack, not a city management. Let your boss open the protective cover of the supply station to the maximum and then leave quickly!"

The waiter looked at him like a lunatic, ran away, turned around and talked to the boss of the supply station.

After hearing this, the boss was furious and scolded with his three thousand little robots: "The enemy attacks you, grandma! Stay the money for the meal!"

"Prophet, hurry!"

The mecha they drove when they came was already full of energy and was transmitted to the route they were ready to set off by the teleportation track. Hope pushed a few panicked young technicians onto the mecha. Before they could connect to the spirit network, the team of combat mechas was already in front of him, and the whistling missiles fell down!

The merchants who first flew out of the mecha station were mostly ragged starship merchant ships, not military mechas. A missile swept across, and the messy starship group suddenly became a pile of fallen leaves swept by Qiu Feng. Those who were thinking about escaping the King's Meal had already been inexplicably crushed to pieces before they could laugh.

At this time, at the Qimingxing Military Base, Lin Jingheng ignored the constant striking in his ears to Tulan, who was absent from morning exercises, and stepped onto Chongsan.

Zhan Lu: "Good morning, sir, you are today..."

Lin Jingheng: "Shut up and stop talking."

Zhanlu: "…"

I can’t figure out what the crime IQ of 6 million per gram has committed if I ask “good morning”.

Tulan looked at Lin Jingheng's relaxed mouth inexplicably, and felt that the general was becoming more and more perverted, bullying artificial intelligence and voluntizing pleasure.

Lin Jingheng raised his hand to interrupt her nonsense: "Have Hope caught it?"

"Not yet, I guess I ran from the underground channel. We are in the underground channel and private supply stations to search. It's not me that these little black shops should be in charge." Tulan was just talking, and a personal terminal on her wrist flashed, and she made a gesture, "Ninth... Bah, I am Elizabeth Tulan, the commander of the Eight Galaxy Space Force, what's the matter...what are you talking about?!"

Lin Jingheng paused.

In the attacked private supply station, the first starship merchant ship that fled first saw that the situation was not good, rushed out of the deadly attack. The protective cover hit the flow of high-energy particles and debris, and rushed to the nearest jump point. The moment he arrived at the jump point, the emergency alarm was triggered.

"A team of unknown armed forces suddenly attacked us. Come and save us..."

The high-energy particle cannon that followed hit the stern of the merchant ship. The protective cover of the merchant ship could not resist the attack of military mechas. The core energy at its tail immediately exploded. When the starship had not yet fully entered the transition point, it was swallowed by a short fire.

The stable energy field at the transition point was disturbed, and the blurry picture spread out in all directions and reached the Galaxy City General Base.

Hope decisively turned on the mecha self-acceleration, and took off directly without going through the track. Almost at the same time, the track of the supply station was lifted up. In just a moment, the entire imitation gravity system failed. The mecha flew out, and all non-fixed items on the ground of the supply station floated up. The missile debris fell from the top of the mecha station, and the ceiling cracked like paper. People, machines, and columns... all flew up against the light, and were reflected in the mecha spirit network in a vague way.

The little mecha, who was already exhausted, could only watch helplessly, and the outer protective cover was hit and the alarm sounded everywhere.

Hope avoided a missile in danger and punched the cabin wall.

After receiving the emergency alarm, the nearest garrison responded immediately and flew out from the red star that had just passed by the supply station.

The garrison leader came from the original Ninth Guard of the Silver, with a small number of veterans under his command, but most of them were recruited by the new government after the establishment of the new government. Most of these people came from Hongxia Star. Many of them had their own identities and names after joining the army. They trained for less than half a year. So far, the tasks they performed were basically dragging faulty starships and merchant ships, and their experience and combat level were not enough to deal with armed enemies with live ammunition.

But the Hongxiaxing behind them has 150 million people who have just settled down, and has a new life as fragile as unearthed tender buds...

So there is no choice.

The aggressive attacker was blocked and suddenly dispersed, confronting the garrison.

The dysfunctional followers around Hope will climb out of the already solidified protective gas with difficulty: "Prophet, the one who responds to us will immediately..."

Hope ignored him, his pupils shrank suddenly. Through the spiritual net, he saw a huge heavy armor slowly sailing out from the jumping point behind the attackers, revealing his ferocious fuselage, followed by countless hovering medium armors.

The symbol of the dysfunction will burn through the eyes of the night.

This cannot be said to be a "battle", everything seems to be just a unilateral massacre.

The fragile garrison was defeated in the face of the sudden dysfunctional meeting, like a sand castle under the waves.

"prophet!"

Hope ignored the obstruction of left and right, and without saying a word, he joined the Hongxiaxing garrison who was in a chariot.

However, it doesn't help.

In less than a minute, almost none of the garrison mechas were spared and were shot down under fierce artillery fire. Hope and their small mechas were like moths that were swelling in flames, their protective covers cracked and their arsenal caught fire.

Several dysfunctional people forced him into the escape ecological cabin, and the mecha was about to explode.

The person who came to pick them up had just arrived at this time, and the signal was intermittent under the violent energy disturbance.

The heavy armored troops of the Anti-Dynasties did not see them, and they passed by them, chasing the defeated Hongxia garrison, trying to kill all the flying objects in the air.

Through the spiritual network that was about to be broken, Hope saw a nuclear guide finally landing on the Red Star in the midst of the pursuit.

The mushroom clouds bloomed, and the dust instantly blurred the lights on the red glow, and the immortal energy tower disappeared.

Gem terraces, farms, and the lives of hundreds of millions of people have also disappeared.

After the egret, the waterway hub seemed to have been cursed.
Chapter completed!