Lin Jingheng was not angry, he found it very interesting.

He still remembered that half a year ago, these little boys were like ignorant animals, full of thoughts that made people laugh and cry. They could not grow freely on the barren land. In the foreseeable future, a hasty pale flower may bloom, or wither and annihilate it in the pale.

Unexpectedly, now he actually learned to move his eyes and mind, and even ran to him, shouting.

Judging from this educational achievements alone, Principal Lu's wild rogue school is much better than Ulan College.

"So?" Lin Jingheng was a little funny and asked deliberately, "Have you ever told you that the reason why they can live for three more months is because they have some value as bait?"

"But..." Mint was still trying to speak, and White secretly pulled her, winked and shook her head repeatedly. The girl bit her lips and stumbled for a while, and finally shook his hand away and walked out of several students. She said, "No one has the right to define the value of another person... Don't pull me, let me finish it!"

"Don't pull her," Lin Jingheng hugged her arms in front of her chest, "You still have the courage."

"After the old ephemeris genetic revolution, the alliance completely banned genetic modification and human body transformation projects with non-essential medical means. Since then, human genes have not changed for hundreds or thousands of years. In the face of creation, everyone is equal." This passage may have been excerpted from a book. It is not very spoken, and it is a bit difficult to speak. Mint is stumbling according to the script, "No one can decide the life and death of others."

After hearing this, Lin Jingheng nodded: "Yes, the lives and freedom of citizens are sacred and inviolable, the politics is very correct, and awareness has caught up with Zhanlu."

Zhanlu's voice rang from all directions in Chongsanli: "Thank you for your praise."

Lin Jingheng lowered his eyelashes and spread his hands at her with a smile: "But little girl, although the 'sacred' is inviolable, missiles can be violated, quantum cannons can be violated, laser guns as big as palms, biological chips as big as buttons, and highly toxic alkaloids of several milligrams - is this true?"

Mint:"……"

"Whether it should be, and whether it should be, can it be, are two different concepts. From the perspective of "should", Aresfon should have been punished by God long ago, so do I have to clean up myself?" Lin Jingheng waved to Zhanlu, the freezer on the wall popped up, and several bottles of colorful low-alcohol soda were lined up, "Take whatever you like to drink, go play."

The students had no choice but to impress Lin Jingheng. They could not even communicate with the news. From here, they could only use remote communication. The core processor of remote communication is Zhan Lu. Not to mention that they cannot get the permissions, even if there is, they were playing hide-and-seeking with pirates on Saturday. If they were not careful, they would leak their coordinates. Who would dare to take the risk of sending messages to the Self-Defense Force?

It hurts like a needle prick on Saturday.

They were not good at starting the army just now, and their original intention was to ambush outside the leap point. When the pirates leap, they immediately launched a wave of long-range missiles, which caught the other party off guard.

But knowing a strategy is knowing a strategy, and actual operations are actually operations.

There will be strong energy fluctuations near the transition point, so whether it is a quantum cannon or a missile that has been fired, it will produce a certain deviation, but the specific deviation and where it goes depends on the attributes of the transition point itself and the tonnage of the past mecha. It depends on experience and feel to adjust... The Self-Defense Force's experience and feel may be a bit too far away from playing missiles.

Just as he howled on Saturday, "prepared", the members of the self-defense team who were too nervous had already had auditory hallucinations. When their hands shivered, four or five missiles rushed forward at the same time. They jumped and flew away like a fireworks, and they didn't rely on them.

This time, the vegetables were broken, and the python was shocked and its coordinates were exposed.

Although this pirate team was just a detection team, it reacted unexpectedly quickly and immediately dispersed and organized a fierce pursuit.

Pirates are used to struggling outside the domain. Not to mention being caught up or being shot, even if the spiritual net of both sides is rubbed, they can disconnect the entire Self-Defense Force in an instant.

Saturday yelled at the Communication Channel: "Run!"

Lin Jingheng usually drives the three-dimensional body to deal with them, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves - the Self-Defense Force is fallen leaves.

The members of the Self-Defense Forces have developed a habit. Every time they hear the sound of "running" on Saturday, they run wildly like a wrecked wild dog.

Lin Jingheng won’t pull them out and kill them for fun, but the pirates might be there!

At the same time, the pirates' detection team was also surprised - because according to common sense, everyone seemed to be evenly matched and they were all on mechas. Even if one of them ran out of energy and was forced to retreat, they usually ran and took turns to attack. Sometimes when they encountered regular troops with strong ideas, they would rely on their high mental power to plunder the authority of the spiritual network.

The interstellar pirates have experienced many battles and have never seen such a retreating posture that is boring and pissed. They have a long experience.

The overlapping unknown energy fields here look like a maze, and the enemy is like this... unusual.

The Pirate Detection Team thought too much in an instant, but did not dare to catch up with him immediately, allowing the Self-Defense Force to successfully jump and escape from their detection range. The anti-tracking system was very sophisticated, and soon the sky and the sky and seamlessly covered their traces on Saturday, and the two sides became stalemate again.

The anti-tracking system has a level. At the beginning, both sides were touching each other and then, the Pirate Detection Team's superb decoding technology revealed clues. In less than an hour, they cracked the outer channel encryption through constant testing.

Saturday took them to practice the highest level of "making the real one with fakes" with practical actions - that is, acting in their true colors.

At the beginning, the Pirate Detection Team was very cautious, but the real level was there, and after people chased them a few times, the Pirate Team discovered the real level of this armed force. They caught up with each other faster and faster, and soon changed from cautious defense to attack, turning into a big mouth in space, trying to bite the lonely cub.

The Self-Defense Force could only keep slacking. In order to cover a teammate who almost dropped off, Saturday was hit by the pirate's quantum cannon. The mecha protective cover was more than 90% damaged, and it was basically in a naked state. He took out a bottle of low-temperature storage drinking water from the supply box, took a sip, and the rest poured on his head. When the blood vessels were cold, he shook his head hard: "It's not a way to run like this, we have to fight back."

"How to fight back?"

"As General Lin said, arrange traps and slap," Zhou Saturday thought for a while, "Listen to me, according to normal thinking, they don't know that the permissions of the anti-tracking system are encrypted. Now that they have been chasing us for so long, they are probably annoyed. They must be trying to take away a mecha from us and obtain the permissions of the anti-tracking system. There is something wrong with my protective cover. I will be the bait for the disconnection, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the communication channel was already in full swing: "That won't work, what should I do if something really happens?"

"Who directed us when you fainted?"

"If someone attacks the spiritual network, you will die if you don't make a fuss."

On Saturday, he called "stop" three times in a row, without interrupting his subordinates' constant debate. For the first time in his life, he understood why Lin Jingheng was so unreasonable.

It is said that "there are too many chickens and no eggs, and many people make trouble." The commander is too reasonable and must be buried alive by opinions.

Zhou Saturday took a deep breath and raised the door: "Is it all over the place to listen to me?"

The communication channel temporarily stopped.

"That's a detector, who specializes in this, do you understand?" Zhou Saturday said coldly, "After a long time, there is no system that cannot be cracked. Now, I can hide under the terrain of the other party. After a while, ah? Do you want to escape at the last moment? I have no objection to escape at the last moment. The question is where to run? Just leave the base, we can't live for a month. Are you willing? Are you willing?"

He remembered the three months of nightmarishness, and got up to train before dawn, leading the Self-Defense Force to grit his teeth and persevere. He thought he had tried his best, but in the end he found that it was still vulnerable. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel sad.

The more Zhou Saturday said, the louder the voice became, and finally he almost roared.

Sometimes it seems like this. People keep talking in a low voice, and their voices will soften. If there is anything that can make him let go of his throat - even if he quarrels with others, he can rekindle his burnout spirit.

"The anti-tracking system is a maze," Saturday slowed down and called out the circuit diagram of the anti-tracking system. "Look, there is a refraction point near the 0014 jump point near the opponent's closest 0014. We have the permissions of the anti-tracking system, so we can go around behind them without realizing it. I will be used as bait, and the opponent will definitely try every means to deprive me of my spiritual network, and then read the information of the anti-tracking system. At this time, they will be neglected. You go around behind them and concentrate your firepower--there is only one chance, and you must concentrate your firepower! How many aircraft can be knocked out is, and don't stay after the fight, and leave immediately. Have I explained it clearly?"

A self-defense member asked: "Where are you? Your protective cover is broken."

"As long as the opponent finds the right time to withdraw voluntarily when the other party grabs my spiritual network, you won't have to be injured... I have succeeded this several times, otherwise I will be pulled down from the spiritual network every day by General Lin, and I will have to be neurasthenia." Saturday said, "General Lin said that the human-machine matching degree of the detection team is generally around 75%. I believe what he said, and my maximum value has reached 75%. If you lose the chain again, I still have a chance to regain the spiritual network and slip away while the chaos is. Can you change others? - What is your human-machine matching degree during the holiday?"

The holiday answered in a dirt manner: "Now, now? 60%.

“What about the highest one?”

He made a bel canto-like chest resonance during the holiday, and hummed: "…61%.

Most of these low-level players have stable "advantages" and do not even have the possibility of extraordinary performance.

He snorted on Saturday: "Then you are still trying to get rid of the chicken/Batan, who is the boss!"

At that time, the Self-Defense Force had just been formed, and on Saturday he was still full of blood. He had many ideas and a lot of grand blueprints in his mind. He once asked Lu Bixing for advice on how to let more people follow him.

Lu Bixing thought for a moment and replied to him: "Great virtue, high reputation, coercion, and temptation. If you choose any of these four things, you can do it and someone is willing to follow you. If you have no qualifications, no expertise, no ruthlessness and no money, you can only rely on evil words to deceive the public and pour chicken soup. You can fool people first, and then remember that others will help you after being fooled by you, not to play "Emperor and Minister". If you have anything to do, don't hide behind like a stinky sister."

On Saturday, he stroked the communication instrument and vented a long breath of turbid air from his chest. He said, "Let's go."

"Discover the target." The Pirate Detection Team passed on messages to each other.

"Chase!"

A fleeing began.

This time, the Self-Defense Force seemed to be unable to find the jump point in time, and it scattered in a large area of ​​open space. The Pirate Monitoring Team only had fifteen mechas, so naturally they would not take the initiative to separate. They quickly screened the target and locked on Saturday: "The mecha protective cover was seriously damaged. It is suspected that the other party's power system was also damaged. The driving speed was lower than the average value just now, and there was a certain detour."

On Saturday, I deliberately turned off several pushers, flipped back and forth with only one-sided pushers, and drove to the maximum speed with a "lame leg".

In less than five minutes, the one-sided power system had overheated, and the noise in the cabin became louder and louder. The mecha popped up countless inspection requirements. On Saturday, Wu Guang swept over the anti-tracking system and found that the clumsy members of the Self-Defense Force were running in the agreed direction. This time, the two-way players were not dizzy, and the direction was right!

The distance between the two sides continued to shorten, and the Pirates suddenly split into two, and at the same time, a missile aimed at Saturday.

Pilots who have truly experienced the battle of scarcity and life-and-death know that every missile on the mecha is scarce and must be used on the blade, so it is often fatal if the gun is fired.

Seeing that Saturday's lame mecha was about to be beaten into a pile of fragments, he screamed and used all his strength to divert the way. The tremors spread from the spiritual network to his eardrums. The missile passed by him. Under the huge inertia, Saturday's direction was too much, causing the mecha to turn an exaggerated deflection in the air. This delay caused the two teams of pirates to surround the left and right.

On Saturday, I took a look at his man-machine matching rate and was 75% at this time, which was his best condition.

As soon as they approached, the pirates' mental network rushed over and the human-machine port was immediately invaded.

Saturday thought he was used to being disconnected, but then he realized that disconnecting on the battlefield was different from the exercise. During the exercise, he often suddenly turned black, and he didn't even realize that he had entered the spiritual network of Chongsan and was wiped out by General Lin. It felt like he was beaten up while walking at night.

But at this time, the pirates' mental power was probably not much stronger than him. When they plundered the spiritual network, they attacked in groups, and they were organized and continuous!

Saturday was exhausted and blocked wave after wave, as if countless people were holding hammers and hitting him back and forth, knocking his matching degree from 75% to 55%.

On Saturday, he was about to bleed his gums. On the anti-tracking system, he saw his teammates approaching the agreed location, but it was not enough.

His human-machine matching degree continued to decline, 54%, 53%... While the mental network was constantly attacked, he also had to maintain the balance of the mecha with difficulty and avoid the opponent's pursuit. Suddenly, the mecha tilted to the side. His mental power was no longer enough to completely control the mecha, and the human-machine matching degree jumped to the dangerous 51%.

Saturday screamed and disconnected the spirit network independently. At the same time, the power of the spirit network was taken over by the other party, and twenty-nine small self-defense forces mechas appeared behind the pirate team out of thin air.

The uneven missiles rushed in like waves and rushed towards the pirate team. They were like small boats that were lifted by waves. On Saturday, they barely regained the authority of the spiritual network. They did not rush to retreat. They first opened the arsenal missile. The missile roared away in a short distance, hitting the fuselage of a pirate mecha. It was thrown out like a kite offline, and then exploded to ashes.

"I'm hit!" Zhou Liu's eyes were congested and he roared, "I'm hit!"

However, the Self-Defense Force of Shichao failed to seize this opportunity and captured the entire pirate team in one place. Nearly half of the missiles were ineffective attacks. The remaining five pirate mechas still had combat power, but they did not flee as they imagined, but immediately began to counterattack.

The communication channel was disturbed by a large number of nuclear explosions, and everyone's voices became intermittent. The Self-Defense Force, which was originally planned to encircle remotely, ran over and bumped into the surviving pirates. For a moment, missiles and quantum cannons flew around. In the end, no one could see who was clear. All strategies and tactics were wiped out, leaving only melee hand-to-hand combat.

The self-defense team members who had never fired artillery before were dragged into the abyss of blood and fire in an instant, and became accustomed to the mecha arsenal in killing and being killed.

A missile hit head-on, and there was no time to hide on Saturday, so he subconsciously opened the protective cover... The damaged protective cover did not respond!

The shape of the missile can be seen in the mecha spirit net. Saturday opened his eyes wide and thought to himself: "It's over."

What was the experience of crushing to pieces with the mecha? It was beyond Saturday's imagination, and his mind was blank.

At this time, a small mecha rushed out of thin air, and dangdang blocked the missile that was rushing towards him. Zhou Liu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the protective cover emitted a dazzling light, and then melted with part of the fuselage. The arsenal at the tail of the mecha was sunken, and a little dazzling light was like the rising sun on the horizon. First, it was a little, and then suddenly pierced the sky - the arsenal of the small mecha self-destructed.

It turns into nothing in the bright light.

The fuselage was shaking, and the pirate who fired the gun was also shaking with a shaking impact by the explosion. On Saturday, he couldn't even see which brother he was. He was stunned and chased the pirates regardless of the situation, firing three missiles in a row: "I'll kill you!"

In the vast universe, tiny humans sacrifice their lives and die, and their fierce love and hate can almost swallow their bodies and souls in one bite... they are just a few clusters of small firelights in the darkness.

Prince Kelly - Aresfon watched the battle coldly like watching a movie.

The synonym for "crazy" is not jumping up and down every moment. His face, which was replaced by a large piece of special metal, does not express much complex expressions. It always looks a little bit hunchy, his voice is hoarse, and his speech is even a little slow: "Why are there energy turbulence here? Have you analyzed it clearly?"

"Your Highness, I suspect this is a pre-ambushed area and has a very powerful anti-tracking function."

"Very powerful?" Aresfon's hands were intertwined with ten fingers, and the twisted and deformed human fingers were sandwiched between metal fingers of uniform thickness, which was extremely strange. "Is the very powerful anti-tracking system without blocking function? Why can we still watch live broadcasts?"

The subordinate bent over and didn't dare to get up.
Chapter completed!