Lu Bixing thought about it and suddenly said, "Old Lu, are you particularly angry because of this?"

The one-eyed eagle choked for a moment, then said in a rough voice: "Get out, don't be too passionate. I feel sorry for my own belongings!"

Lu Bixing patted his shoulder: "Family property is like a temporary dam with sand in a river ditch, surrounding a little water, not bringing it in life or death. A hundred years later, the sand dam collapses, and the water flows down the river and the sand. From the perspective of the entire universe, it will be billions of years to look forward, and billions of years to look back. The things in your hands are not yours, at best, they are stored - anyway, they will be cheaper in the future. I want to open it up, but I didn't say anything."

The one-eyed eagle was still struggling to death and sneered: "Who said that the property is to be left for you? You are not my son, you were picked up from the trash can!"

It is said that this sentence has been selected as a special package for intimidating children under four years old, along with "If you don't sleep again, the big bad wolf will pick you up at night".

After hearing this, Lu Bixing was silent for a while and felt a little embarrassed. He couldn't help but look around and said sneakily: "Old Lu, no matter what, I am still in my thirties. Can you not call me 'baby' in public?"

One-eyed eagle: "…"

Lu Bixing made a happy look with his Persian cat father. After searching, he did not forget the main thing: "You didn't beat Spencer to death, did you? Is there any of the earliest design drawings of this base? I want to use it."

"No need to go," the one-eyed eagle's face darkened. "The alliance general has already planned to use this base as bait to give it to the star thief. You have a good rest for a few days, don't be busy all day, and let your students not run around and be prepared to evacuate at any time, otherwise no one will take care of them if something unexpected happens."

Lu Bixing looked back at the crowded buildings and the crowded streets: "Will you evacuate so quickly? Then we still have to solve the energy problem, otherwise so many people will go at the same time, and large-scale mechas or starships will take off and land at the same time, and the base may be overloaded, and there will be..."

The One-Eyed Hawk interrupted him: "No, you don't understand."

Lu Bixing was stunned.

"Don't say that this is just a small space station, and there are all worthless garbage and scum. Even the star of Woto, the capital of the First Galaxy, can throw it away without hesitation as long as it is necessary. Do you know what war means to them? That's a game of chess, and the casualty rate is just a number." said the One-Eyed Eagle, "Do you think he is not bad for you on the Beijing Star? That's because you didn't have any interest at that time and you didn't understand him."

Lu Bixing raised his eyebrows: "Old man, since I have memories, I have never seen you leave the Eighth Galaxy. So at the age of General Lin, what kind of grudges do you two have? He smashed your glass with a slingshot when he was a child?"

The one-eyed eagle bit the cigarette butt in its mouth hard.

Lu Bixing had to be more serious: "Don't talk about grudges, even the matter of knowing him is actually quite strange. Can you tell me? It doesn't matter if you can't say it. I will continue to hold on in the future."

One-eyed eagle: "You still know you're just going to be too far!"

Lu Bixing spread his hands: "He is my patron. You are just a dime father. Of course, a father who doesn't give money is not a valuable father - let alone others are younger and more beautiful than you."

The two items of "young" and "giving money" are objective facts, and there is nothing to say. The one-eyed eagle is inconvenient to open it, and it is more beautiful than General Lin. It is so angry that the mandarin duck's eyes almost changed color. It took a while to pass this breath.

Lu Bixing: "Or who is your previous generation?"

"Lin Jingheng's... I don't know whether it's adoptive father or teacher, but an old friend of mine." One-eyed eagle spoke with a close thoughtful sentence. He said this sentence with difficulty, and added, "A friend who survived his life - later, for some reasons, this person was falsely accused of being guilty and died."

Lu Bixing: "Your friend? Have I seen him?"

"No, you were not there at that time." One-eyed Hawk paused, "This person... has a good reputation. The person who accused him thought he was very powerful. The entire alliance was full of his remnants. Even if he died, he could scare some people's courage. So they need to find someone to take over and control this force, and that person is Lin Jingheng."

Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment: "Does the villains in this story respect the inheritance law so much?"

"No," the one-eyed eagle looked at him quietly. For a moment, his eyes seemed to pass through the young man's body, landing on the eighth Galaxy, which was devastated and hopeful more than a hundred years ago. "They didn't believe that Lin Jingheng would be loyal to the alliance at the beginning. It happened that at that time, the man had several rebellious old subordinates rebelled. In order to test, they sent him. Do you know his record? The great General Lin was really a fledgling, became famous in one battle, and destroyed hundreds of "enemy" mechas, one of which was even martyred, and none of them survived. And the three old subordinates of the rebellion, two of them were directly destroyed by the plane, and one was seriously injured when he forcibly broke through the spiritual network."

"Has become a vegetable?"

"I'm demented and demented." One-eyed Hawk smiled strangely, "Later, this man was locked in a special prison and never saw Tian Ri again. I don't know how he was doing. He probably looked like a dog, right? Do you understand why I hate Lin Jingheng now? Yes, when the man had an accident, he was still young, and he was just a cannon fodder. He wanted to protect himself. I agree. Later, he joined the army and served the alliance... After all, he was from a famous family and graduated from the First Military Academy, which was reasonable. But he could actually attack his uncle who had watched him grow up cleanly. If he had a little human nature, he should shoot Bart and let him die like a person, which was better than dignity."

"Bart?" Lu Bixing repeated the name he accidentally leaked, "Luther Bart? Your friend is the Alliance General Lu Xin? I have seen it in the novel, but the official information of the Alliance... cannot be verified."

In fact, it was found that although the alliance was very secretive about Lu Xin, his two major crimes of "betrayal" and "anti-humanity" were recorded and written clearly. Lu Bixing's reading has always been inconsistent and complicated. He has read all these, just to take care of the feelings of the one-eyed eagle, and pretended not to know them temporarily.

But the one-eyed eagle felt that she had said too much, and waved her hand and refused to mention it again.

"Okay," Lu Bixing stopped asking with great understanding, "I'll go and talk to Lin."

The one-eyed eagle frowned: "I said so much just now, you're just talking about it?"

Lu Bixing smiled: "Forget it if you don't know people, but I'm quite familiar with him on Beijing Star, and I still have a little understanding of it. Lao Lu, you are not an eyewitness in the whole story you said. You are second-hand information. Logically speaking, second-hand information is not necessarily accurate than my observation."

"You can just observe the truth," said the one-eyed eagle angrily, "Are you observing the face?"

Lu Bixing tolerated the irritability of the menopausal old man with a good temper, turned his head and whistled at his students: "Heroes, is the battle over? Come with me when it's over!"

When the One-Eyed Eagle looked at him, a little doubt suddenly arose in her heart. Although Lu Bixing has been obsessed with all kinds of strange techniques since he was a child, he can't see that he is a freak, he is quite good at dressing up and is quite likable. When he was a teenager, he also attracted many beautiful little girls on the Cale Star, and they were all dispelled by him and the wind and drizzle. The One-Eyed Eagle always thought that he looked lively, but in fact he was a dead house in his bones and planned to marry the mecha in the future.

Now it seems that this kid is so pure and has no desires, it is possible that he doesn’t like the little girls, and there happened to be no neat men around him at that time!

The hair on the back of the one-eyed eagle exploded: "Slow down, Lu Bixing, get back, I have something to ask you!"

Lu Biling is in a hurry and has already walked away.

When Lin Jingheng saw the one-eyed eagle pulling Lu Bixing out of the crowd, he turned around and went back to his room. He had a premonition that Lu Bixing would come to him soon, so he brewed a big pot of tea and waited while looking through the messy personal terminal of the stinky sister.

But when he had poured himself into the toilet three times, Lu Bixing didn't come.

The energy tower had already moved to the back of the space station. Night fell in the base. Lin Jingheng glanced at the time, traced the underground channel on the stinky sister's personal terminal, pretended to carefully deduce the coordinates, and asked Zhan Lu as if nothing had happened: "What did Lu Bixing take his students to visit?"

Zhan Lu - After charging electricity for one night, the mecha core that can support human-shaped state listened to the question. He walked aside and quickly invaded the monitoring equipment that can be used everywhere through the base intranet: "Principal Lu and the students ran the entire base a circle under the leadership of a self-defense force, and were on the way back."

Lin Jingheng paused his pen and raised his eyes and asked, "What are you doing after running around?"

"Surveying, experiments, surveying... and teaching students in practice." Zhan Lu said, "The students are all in the car now and are already asleep."

Teacher Lu talked about the energetic teenagers as living zombies, and they all returned to their house one by one, and fell asleep as soon as they fell. Instead, he became more and more energetic, and it might be a variety that was very long standby.

After returning to the house, he used his personal terminal to process all the information collected in one day and efficiently sorted out his eyebrows. Only then did he sort out his personal image after dawn and knock on Admiral Lin's door.

Lin Jingheng probably had just washed his face and was still dripping water down. After opening the door, he was too lazy to go to the bathroom. He reached out and wiped his face, shook the water droplets, and even if he had wiped it: "Sit down."

Lu Bixing looked around - General Lin himself was very unpretentious, but the room was very neat, the bedding was so flat that it seemed like he had never slept, there was no wrinkle, and I didn't know if I had used it or not. Anyway, the teacup, teapot, table, chair, bench... were all kept in the uniform layout of the guest room - he was a little restrained for a moment and felt a little embarrassed to sit.

"I know what you are going to say to me," Lin Jingheng said nothing, soaked a cup of coffee without raising his head, and pushed it in front of him. "But without external communication signals, I can't contact Silver Nine. What technologies and weapons does the interstellar pirates have that the alliance does not have? I don't know. They are outside the domain, and they have been in constant disputes with each other for a hundred years, and they are fighting hard. Even heavy mechas are directly scrapped. The combat level of these people is likely to be far higher than that of the pampered Alliance Army. I must convene the Ten Guards of Silver."

Lu Bixing smelled of mint on his body, and couldn't help rubbing his nose, and instinctively said sweetly: "I see the publicly published information from the Alliance Military. You have no defeat in the battle with the Star Pirates. Will the people who can overthrow the entire Self-Defense Force be so cautious?"

Lin Jingheng really wanted to ask, "You have also paid attention to my record", but he felt that it was a slightest disguise. He tried his best to blurt out his words and answered very firmly: "The Self-Defense Force can be turned over without lifting it. I can blow out a few candles at will, which does not mean that I can also breathe out a tornado in one breath. People who look too high at myself generally don't live long."

"External communication requires the base's hardware equipment. The other two supply stations lack corresponding hardware facilities because they are not permanently resident, right?" Lu Bixing said, opening his personal terminal and projecting a very complex drawing onto the small table face to face, "I can solve this problem."

Lin Jingheng raised his eyes almost blinded the messy design drawings: "What is this?"

"I did it overnight, to build a space field around the outer edge of the underground channel, borrowing the energy of the plasma energy tower is equivalent to making a large reflector. If the other party tries to track the signal and locate the base, he will be misled to another place by the randomly turning reflector," Lu Bixing said, "I will tell you the principle of anti-tracking..."

Lin Jingheng didn't want to hear it, his head was twice wide. He used to need it, so he ordered the technician to do it. No technician dared to come to him and kept saying so much. Lin Jingheng raised his hand twice to interrupt him. He looked up at Lu Bixing's glowing eyes, but he couldn't bear it. The raised finger had to turn to himself and pressed a red mark on his temple.

Lu Bixing was halfway through his speech, and he paused, looking at his face and asked, "Did you not have a rest yesterday?"

Lin Jingheng: "...It's pretty good."

Zhan Lu, who was helping to verify Lu Bixing's design drawings, raised his head and scanned Lin Jingheng's expression. He recorded two words in the database of countless waste products, one was "forced to smile" and the other was "bearing humiliation and burdened". The curious artificial intelligence felt that he had discovered something new and happily entered and saved this data.

Lu Bixing: "Do you think this arrangement is OK?"

Lin Jingheng pondered his words for a moment and said patiently: "Many interstellar pirates have an advance team system. This advance team is called 'sacrificial', and they exchange human lives for intelligence. When they cannot figure out the reality of their enemies, they will send such a team of 'sacrificial' to test the opponent's firepower and military configuration. Sometimes, there is even more than one group of people in the advance team. I suspect that in the past few decades, their attacks of all sizes were of this nature. They were very cautious, and a false interstellar coordinate could not deceive them."

However, after hundreds of years of operation, the space station with a population of tens of millions is a sufficient bait.

Especially this space is on the underground channel - Lu Xin recovered the Eighth Galaxy in just a few months, because of the gangsters here, people on the edge of the underground collectively reversed the waters, used the underground channel to open the back door and put it into the Alliance Army. This was Prince Kelly's skin pain, and Aresfon would do anything to get the news.

"How about using the Self-Defense Force as bait?" Lu Bixing said quickly, "No, it can't be said to be bait. I checked. Spencer's mechas and arms are enough to arm a medium-sized team. The Self-Defense Force can use the intricate underground channel and mirror to fight guerrillas. We have an advantage because the base is small and the coordinates are hidden, which is equivalent to stealth, unlike Kailexing, who has clear goals and lets them explode. The Self-Defense Force only needs a little training - Lin, then you and Silver Nine can act as secret weapons for the Yellow Bird to come."

Regarding Lu Bixing's optimistic delusion, Lin Jingheng almost blurted out a word "telling", and then swallowed it back after biting it, because he couldn't think of a more tactful synonym for a while, so he was speechless and had to smile.

Lu Bixing was used to seeing him sneering, smiling but not smiling, and even simulated General Lin's silly smile on his body. He had never seen such a helpless and headache-inducing smile on his face. The corners of his mouth were stretched, but his eyebrows didn't have time to open them, and his eyelashes drooped gently, so intimate that they were a little different from him, almost like indulging and pampering.

"He is really different to me, it's quite obvious," Lu Bixing thought to himself, a little dry, lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, "I've been repeatedly and again, what time has this been... So does he mean that to me?"
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