Unfortunately, the communications of the entire Eight Galaxy were cut off and there were no reliable war correspondents on the scene. Otherwise, if the last king of the fallen king of Prince Kelly's family could be interviewed, the legendary Aresfon would probably have been the headlines for about one month.

Gripping blood from the teeth, the patrol of the Pirate Detection Team is bait, and the exquisite anti-tracking system is bait.

Isn’t it a bait for the intentionally exposed underground channel, which is fake and fake energy fluctuations? Isn’t that what the dysfunctional prophet told?

How come the bait from the previous round became fantasy and true in the next round?

Aresfon couldn't figure out the truth and falsehood in this. He didn't understand it when he was alive, and he didn't understand it until the end of his death.

Is there really a Alliance Regular Army lurking in the Eight Galaxy?

If so, how could they watch him blow three planets away without asking?

Or is this a killing attack targeting Yuan Yiren three months ago?

The most important thing is, how could Lin Jingheng not die?

The "Environmental Prophet" of the dysfunction society advocates that everyone sleep in tree houses in primeval forests, but they rely on big data analysis when fighting on their own.

The pirate leader Prince Kelly rebelled and irreconcilable with the Alliance, but he never believed that the Alliance's Eden system would also go wrong until his death.

This unprecedented era of civilization is so bizarre that the figures in it are all gone.

The ninth silver guard fell from the sky, and Aresfon was unbelievable, and his flattering army was even more shocked. Prince Kelly's preference for selecting and employing people was finally exposed, but he no longer had the chance to make up for the loss.

The flattering army was scattered by Bai Yinjiu, and it was a mess. Lin Jingheng did not give them any room to breathe, and directly broke into the pirate encirclement in a desperate manner. In three seconds, Prince Kelly's own mecha was locked. Bai Yinjiu cooperated with him very well, and the troops were divided into three groups to encircle the pirate team, cutting the pirate team to pieces. At the same time, two missiles on the left and right exploded Aresfon's guards.

Lin Jingheng aimed at Aresfon's heavy armored arsenal with extremely accurate accuracy, and the missile tore through the vacuum.

Aresfon jumped over the wall and made an emergency jump, but Lin Jingheng seemed to know in advance which jump point he was going to. A missile then chased him and arrived almost at the same time as Aresfon. This coincidentally, it was a jump point that had been dealt with in advance. It was immediately detonated by the missile, and the bursting energy instantly swept the man who turned into a nightmare into it.

Together with three planets and billions of resentful souls, the smoke and fire will disappear.

Artificial intelligence, which is not the only one in the world, can do behavioral pattern analysis.

Once Aresfon died, the soul of the pirate team disappeared. Although their troops were twice as powerful as Silver Nine, they were just a walking corpse-like "silly man" who was defeated and then ran away with his head in his arms.

The entire battle ended even more dazzling than the storm. With the way of killing Silver Nine, the surviving pirates collapsed. All of them uninstalled their arsenals, took the initiative to jump off the spiritual network, and surrendered.

Lu Bixing glanced at the watch at this time, and it was 10,021 seconds in total from the appearance of Bai Yinjiu to the cleaning of the battlefield.

He breathed out a long breath and thought to himself, it turned out that this was the Great Wall that the Ten Silver Guards... was pushed down by the Alliance.

The next moment, a signal was connected to the communication channel, and Bai Yinjiu showed off in front of everyone.

Maybe it is because the Ten Silver Guards had withdrawn from the alliance five years ago. Like Lin Jingheng in the past five years, they have let themselves go a lot. From the perspective of image, the Captain of the Nine Silver Guards is really not like a soldier.

Although the captain of the guard was wearing a military uniform, he actually had a ponytail - the regular army of the alliance. No matter the military, race, or gender, he was not allowed to have long hair unless he was a civilian. This person not only had long hair, but also had long chestnut hair on his temples, and was curled up on his chest. He looked very styling and looked not naturally long. The captain of the guard was tall and stood very upright. Although his eyebrows were very deep, he was a little girlish. When he looked closely, he also put on makeup, like a female model wearing a military uniform and taking artistic photos.

Then, the "female model" gently touched the heels and gave a standard military salute comparable to the guard of honor: "Captain of the Silver Ninth Guard, Elizabeth Karatulan, reports to you."

The country bumpkins at the base had never seen such a fashionable female general, and they didn't dare to show off their anger and looked at her stupidly.

Bai Yinjiu came slowly than he expected. Lin Jingheng was already a little angry, but when he saw her virtue, he became even more angry and furious.

He waved his hand first, pulled out several medical cabins from the medical room, stuffed the students who had been thrust after him for a long time to treat the concussion. Then his nose was not the nose, eyes were not the eyes, and he shaved coldly, shaved the female officer's eyes, closed the communication channel that Lu Bixing temporarily used his remote signal, and isolated the eyes of the idle people. Then he spoke non-sightedly: "Captain Tulan Guard, is it because my signal was sent wrong, or did you interpret it wrong? If you remember correctly, I asked you to come to the front line quickly, didn't you come to the blind date quickly?"

When the captain of the Ninth Guard heard this tone, he knew that it was about to finish, and the tendons on his back were stretched even more straight.

But at this time, Zhan Lu was so lucky that he gave her an eye drop in death. Zhan Lu greeted her happily: "Long time no see, Captain Tulan Guard, you look very beautiful and charming today."

Lin Jingheng: "Yes, there is still time to moisten your hair halfway. I'll delay your debut, right?"

Tulan stretched the tendons on her back, lowered her head, and whispered like frost and eggplant: "Isn't this all... for concealment and to better collect various information."

"Oh, that's why I'm so confused," said Lin Jingheng. "I thought the ninth guard of the Silver was a forward commando. It turns out that you have changed your career as spy special service now."

Tulan: "…"

Lin Jingheng turned cold and said, "Why are you late?"

"This batch of mechas was illegally stored by the Sixth Galaxy. I found a way to get it. They are all old models that are almost scrapped. They look OK. The performance is really not up to date, and the power is not good. They can't hold on to the power too fast," Tulan whispered in a low voice like a check-in. "I'm afraid that there will be no supplies when I go to the front line and I'm in a short time. We are separated from Silver and can't find a reliable engineer at all. There is no way, General."

This is an acceptable objective condition, and Lin Jingheng's expression slowed down slightly.

Then I heard Tulan add honestly: "Grinding...will sharpening a knife stop chopping wood? Anyway, the general is wise and powerful. I guess the situation of the battle. If we are late for a while, you can withstand it."

Lin Jingheng almost made her laugh: "So, if I can't stand it, it's just that the war is in chaos, and you are free, aren't you?"

Tulan shivered, feeling that her skin was unavailable, and she was afraid that she would be stripped down to wipe the floor, so she didn't dare to say anything.

At that time, Votto's throat, the Silver Fortress, had always given people the impression that military appearance was cleansed and orders were prohibited.

But that is actually all the credit of Ulan College.

More than 90% of the members of the Silver Fortress are elite graduates of Ulan College. These people have superior families, good education, and high quality. They take them out and take them around and are the bright appearance of the Alliance Military Commission.

However, the real Silver Ten Guards who are mixed in are actually not very good.

The vanguard is lawless and the special service is useless. The military industry department is arrogant and is arrogant. Every year, it plays hooligan at the headquarters of the Military Commission for its funds and budgets. The main force is not bought by Lin Jingheng. As long as it is released, it will inevitably conflict with other military regions and administrative agencies. They are like evil dogs with crooked melons and no meat is given to them, and they may even be held back at any time.

Lin Jingheng: "Back to the voyage."

When they returned to the base, the energy tower had already turned back and it was bright.

On New Year's Eve, it slid quietly in the smoke of gunpowder.

The mecha mail station with a big fuck at the base was already tight, and it was impossible to install a 30 heavy armor. The heavy armor had to float outside the base atmosphere like satellites and revolve around the base.

Tulan divided the duty personnel on duty in each heavy armor into three groups, changing shifts every eight hours, responsible for the heavens guarding the mechas, waiting for the others to land.

The Ninth Guard of the Silver, who was walking with wind, and the Negrojans at the base were curious about each other, and they all felt that the other was a rare species that was invisible in the zoo. With Lin Jingheng in charge, no one dared to find trouble.

Tulan gave a charming look at a man staring at her and trotted to catch up with Lin Jingheng.

She is very high-end, but she cannot behave like a handsome person. She is actually a chattering mouth.

It’s strange that Lin Jingheng has been living a life of life since he was a child. Even the real people and artificial intelligence around him are all broken, and his life is very scattered.

Tulan ran and said, "General, my mechas are always in the sky, it's not a solution. They will be out of electricity soon, and the arsenal is so weak that they can't squeeze out milk. If the pirates were a little urinating, maybe we wouldn't have enough missiles... Fortunately, they are cowardly... Your base is good, you have food, drink, and movies, how about the arms? Meeting..."

Lin Jingheng glanced at her coldly.

Tulan smirked, plucked his courage and pinched his fingers: "Send it a little bit to others."

Lin Jingheng paused, turned his head and looked her up and down, as if he saw a bottle of human-shaped chili water, and said coldly: "I will give you twenty minutes to rest, cut your hair, wash off your appearance as a shemale before coming to talk to me, get out."

Tulan: "…"

A beautiful girl fell from the sky, and she was Lin Jingheng's old subordinate. Lu Bixing never said anything. He followed the scientific objectives and observed silently by the side so that he could know himself and his enemy.

A long time ago, the little story between Yevgenia and Lin Jingheng was spreading so much that it spread Lin Jingheng like an uninspiring magistrate. Lu Bixing always thought that people were exaggerating the drama, but after witnessing how General Lin treated the beautiful girl throughout the whole process, he felt that the rumors were not necessarily groundless, and they were indeed credible.

"It seems that this is an equation that no one has solved." Contemporary scientists who aim to target the Nobel Prize and the Alliance Freedom Contribution Award were thinking fearlessly.

Then he interrupted at the right time: "There are energy issues in docking, so you can leave them to me."

When Tulan turned his head and saw him, his eyes suddenly lit up, then he naturally narrowed his hands and stretched out his hand at him: "What do you call him?"

"My name is Lu Bixing," Lu Bixing shook her hand gracefully, "I am now a temporary army engineer, right, general?"

Lin Jingheng was as if he had seen him as a creditor, so he nodded briefly and said nothing.

"Entertainment Engineer?" Tulan stared at his face, his slutty and did not pay attention to their boss's unusual face. He pinched Lu Bixing's hand shamelessly and refused to let him retreat. "Where did the general dig such a handsome Entertainment Engineer? I have long said that the freaks in Bai Yin San should be fun..."

"Elizabeth, Tulan." Lin Jingheng suddenly called her with his name.

When Tulan shuddered, she could no longer care about beauty and subconsciously stood attentively: "Yes."

Lin Jingheng's voice was very low: "What did I say just now?"

"Let me get out, obey the order." Tulan touched his heel and turned to the Silver Nine Guards, "All eggs - turn back and get out with me!"

Foucault quickly followed and helped find a place to settle them.

Lin Jingheng turned around and entered the mecha main control room.

The calendar is still last year, but after one night, the base has changed.

Looking down from the main control room, the brand new small mechas were tempered by the fire of war and grew mottled armor. The maintenance robots were busy. They were arranged in the mecha station by number, with gaps in the middle. Those empty places were like the forest of steles behind the Alliance Council, and there was no return.

Many residents of the base surrounded the mecha station, waiting eagerly. Some saw their relatives and friends coming back, and they cried at the door, while others did not come back, but they did not give up. They walked into the mecha station and wanted to plunder the base armed forces one by one, but they still couldn't find them, so they wandered in a daze.

As for more... widows, widows, orphans, no one waits for them when they are alive, no one asks them when they are dead, which is another normal.

Lin Jingheng supported his hands on the window frame. After a while, he lowered his head deeply, his chin almost hit his chest, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled that breath.

Tulan has not yet reported to him formally, but he explained the mecha in a few words, which has already given him an ominous premonition.

At this time, footsteps came from behind, and the anxious expression on Lin Jingheng's face disappeared instantly, returning to a look of neither sadness nor joy. When he turned around... he almost hit Lu Bixing.

By the way, there is also this lawsuit.

Lin Jingheng hid back suddenly. He didn't know what medicine Lu Bixing took wrong. Because he was in a state of confusion, he quickly made up his mind - if Lu Bixing continued to talk nonsense the night before, he would let him get out.

So although he did not speak rudely, his eyebrows raised a curse curve: "What's the matter?"

Lu Bixing leaned against the window with his arms in his arms and said in a deep voice: "Thank you."

Lin Jingheng: “…”

The prepared "get out" doesn't seem to be suitable for this context, so I had to turn around the tip of my tongue and swallow it myself.

"I still got them at that time," said Lu Bixing. "You had known that the Ninth Guard of Silver would come, so you could wait for them together, and don't worry about those people's lives or death, as we said at the beginning."
To be continued...