The captain of the Ninth Guard, General Tulan, gasped on the spot and thought to himself: "My mother, I have been so poor since ancient times. What is my luck?"

She turned around and ran away, but unfortunately the "da da" military boots had already exposed her when she came. Lin Jingheng shouted: "Stop for me!"

Tulan stood up and down against the wall, thought about it, then turned around, keeping his actions of facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, and do not look at it inappropriately.

Lu Bixing retracted his claws leisurely, as if the murderous aura that rushed towards him met him. He turned around and turned into two small breezes, and patted his sleeves.

If he had pose as usual at this time, perhaps Lin Jingheng could still beat him out happily.

But the young man stood straight and his eyes stared at him. His pupils were bright and sincere - too bright, almost innocent, like a child... When these scientific research people stared at a long-awaited calculation result, their eyes looked like children.

And he was a little close, and Lin Jingheng could smell the hot breath of young people, exuding vitality.

Lin Jingheng was stuck in his throat and was silent for three seconds. He moved carefully for half a step, avoiding the heart-wrenching vitality, and using great restraint and calmness, declined, "I am very grateful, but I don't have this idea. Your father doesn't like you and me too closely. You don't have to do useless work. Go out first."

Tulan, who was forced to listen, instantly suspected that he had admitted his mistake and wanted to find a gene lock to check it.

Lu Bixing blinked his eyes and didn't care at all. Maybe it was because he couldn't finish it with too much chicken soup. He opened his mouth and said a nonsense that could be written into the toilet reading material: "If you like a flower, you don't have to see the flowers bloom. If you like someone, you don't have to have a fruit. How can the process of pursuing love and beauty be called useless work? This itself is a very beautiful process. Don't you think?"

Lin Jingheng didn't feel it, and he was speechless. He used up all his good words and said everything, and he realized his true form: "I'm full and full, get out!"

He didn't pull out his gun, and this level was not considered anger. It was like a beast carefully shrank its claws and gently patted him with a meat pad. Lu Bixing was photographed so much that he stopped when he saw it. While walking out, he greeted Tulan enthusiastically: "Hello, Captain Guard, his hair is cut very artistically. If you have anything to maintain in the mecha, come to me at any time."

Tulan looked at his distant back with his eyes looking at the martyrs.

Lin Jingheng felt that the circle of his wrist seemed to have been burned by someone with a soldering iron. The heat did not dissipate for a long time. He was filled with sorrow and dissipated. He was so funny that he was a little strange.

He poured himself a glass of cold water, waved at Tulan with a stiff face, and signaled her to come over.

Tulan was ordered to tidy up his appearance, but he did not dare to wait for a long time. He quickly washed his face and cut off his long hair that had been accumulated for several years. His ears were hanging, revealing his neck, but the two strands of curly hair on his forehead and temples were unwilling to move, and they were still hanging there, trying to get away with it.

Lin Jingheng glanced at her and felt that her image was unaesthetic, like a celestial worm with tentacles coiled in electric light. "Tell me, how is the alliance now?"

"General," Tulan suddenly withdrew her smile and stood in front of him, "There is no alliance now."

Her tone was plain and simple, but she felt a thrilling thrilling like thunder.

Tulan asked: "Where should I start?"

Lin Jingheng paused: "Silver Fortress."

Tulan raised her head slightly, and then said in a light tone that was inconsistent with her slap-broken style: "This year... at the end of June last year, in the middle of the night, there was no warning. The energy system of the Silver Fortress suddenly collapsed, and its defense was closed and it could not be restarted. Thousands of super-time and space heavy armors invaded the atmosphere in this case, without revealing their identities or warnings, and they bombed them indiscriminately. The Silver Fortress suffered heavy losses."

Silver Fortress, countless elites, the accumulation of Ulan College for hundreds of generations, and Lin Jingheng has been operating for decades...

Tulan corrected his words: "No, it should be said that it was almost wiped out."

Although Lin Jingheng felt that he had always used the Silver Fortress and had never regarded anyone else as his own, after hearing these few words, his blood and energy that could not be suppressed was still rushing towards his head frantically.

"What's the reason?" Lin Jingheng asked in a low voice, "Is the Internet surveillance dead? Where is the patrol team? Are you blind?"

"The energy system of the Silver Fortress was invaded from the intranet. Someone implanted a chip on the Zhanlu fuselage, and Zhanlu could not start it, so they only had routine inspections once every two months. The authority was very high and they ignored it. As for the patrol team - the Silver Fortress was able to walk and quit. General Li was an airborne wine bag, and the rest was not accepted by him. He was unwilling to be lonely, so he took his own initiative to use a batch of artificial people. The patrol team that day happened to be the artificial people guard, and they were also hacked."

Lin Jingheng understood the mess here as soon as he heard it.

The artificial intelligence of mecha and mecha core is the industry of the Military Commission, but artificial humans - although the principles are the same, they are just simplified versions, energy-produced artificial intelligence - was robbed by the Eden Management Committee because of its abundant profits and became a special product of the Management Committee.

How much output value is involved in replacing humans with human army? How much profit is involved? How many people's interests are included? Don't think about it, you all know it is an astronomical number. Since General Li is bullshit, how can he get to the Silver Fortress? Why did he promote the artificial human team at the Silver Fortress as soon as he took office?

Obviously, this is entirely the result of the game between the Military Commission and the Management Committee.

But unexpectedly, they pinched the knot and found such a big disaster.

Lin Jingheng asked in a deep voice: "This is your speculation, what is the basis?"

"No, it was not what I guess, it was what General Li himself said."

"Li is still alive?" Lin Jingheng was a little surprised.

He actually has the face to live!

"The 'small stove' of General Li's personal guard group used was not the same energy system as the Silver Fortress. He tried his best to protect him from breaking through. Only he and a few personal guards ran out." Tulan shrugged, "But he has not lived until now. He was robbed and assassinated on the way to the 'Angel City'."

Lin Jingheng suddenly frowned: "Did you do it or Bai Yin Ten?"

Silver Oct is also a commando, but it is more inclined to assassinate and lurk, and is an interstellar assassin.

"I." Tulan did not avoid it, admitted it and looked back calmly at him. He was a bloody and savage worm.

"We have eaten at Silver Fortress, used the training ground, and cleaned up the young man who had just graduated from military academy. Everyone's patrol mileage around Silver Fortress was enough to turn the first galaxy several times. I don't think it makes sense. General, the fall of Silver Fortress was caused by the turtle boy Aresley. He stationed 100,000 troops and destroyed him alone. In the end, he wanted to escape to Angel City to take refuge, and then he became his fence-ridden powerful man--the door was not even! If you want to hold me accountable, I will accept the punishment."

Lin Jingheng waved his hand and didn't care about these minor points with her.

“What’s going on with the coalition government now?”

"The government is okay, but a little softie." Tulan took a breath and continued, "Before the communication was interrupted, I heard that the Alliance government gave up Woto and moved collectively to the Angel City Fortress. Now Angel City is a temporary command center, and they still have troops. After all, there are many troops stationed around the First Galaxy. Moreover, the Military Commission's military factory is in Angel City, and there is no shortage of ammunition. Old Woolf personally took charge. It is not a big problem and he has to fight with the pirates. The First Galaxy has some ways, so he took refuge with them - the pirates' "Glorious Regiment" went directly from the Silver Fortress, and the main rampage was in the First Galaxy."

“Where are the other people?”

"Are the people of a galaxy? That's pretty good. The galaxy is all decent people. The Glory Group wants to build its own government and take the Huairou route, of course they are favored. However, the air control is very strict, and it's okay if you don't fly around the waterway. Logically, life is guaranteed." Tulan spreads his hands, "But after the collapse of communication, the Garden of Eden also collapses... I don't know if there is any intentional component of the Management Committee, for fear of the people turning to interstellar pirates. Although there is no shortage of food or clothing, many people died when the Garden of Eden collapses. I heard that many places have set up self-service patrols to be responsible for a block to prevent suicide."

If these words were heard by the Eighth Galaxy, the "savages" would probably feel that they were a fantasy.

There is no shortage of food and clothing, and there are interstellar pirates who want to seek death? This is the best life in the Eight Galaxy.

You should know that Beijing Beta, one of the most prosperous planets in the Eighth Galaxy, could not even solve the basic urban heating. In the cold winter, homeless people died of starvation like stray cats and dogs. It was not surprising that they had never seen how other similar people in the world lived until their families were destroyed.

But this is not pretentious.

The entire alliance civilization is built on the Garden of Eden. Except for the Eighth Galaxy, people are born with carefully cared for by the Garden of Eden, such as seedlings cultivated in urban greenhouses with exquisite nutrient solution. They have never been exposed to the outside world under the wind and sun. Once the cover of the greenhouse is broken, it is like a domestic pet being abandoned in the wilderness, and sometimes it is really impossible to survive.

"But the first galaxy is OK, it's hard to say otherwise. General, you know that major galaxies do not have military autonomy, and defense depends entirely on the Central Army stationed. The central army's mecha supervision key is in the Silver Fortress. No one expected that something happened to the Silver Fortress first." Tulan paused and sighed without obvious. "Pirates outside the territory who were fishing in troubled waters made trouble everywhere, and the Silver Fortress lost contact. The Central Army in many places could not react at all. Now, unlike ancient wars, if you lose the opportunity, there is still a chance to turn over the salted fish - if you can't drive the mecha, how can the anti-missile system resist the bombing of the desperadoes? It's light to have no bones left."

Lin Jingheng paced slowly.

Through the window, he saw the armed personnel at the base outside in the whole team. These people didn't go back and lay down properly, celebrating that they had saved their lives, and were still swaying around at the mecha station. They didn't know what illegal gathering was conspiring.

Lin Jingheng's throat was a little blocked, and the bloody storm between the lines of Tulan was almost flooding the main control room.

"The pirates have different factions. The Glorious Group, which occupied the First Galaxy, now wants to change the dynasty. Isn't this a win-win situation? The gang of dysfunctionals who are psychopaths can't pee in the same pot. So after the Glorious Group occupied the First Galaxy, it issued a statement not long after stating that it drew a clear line with other pirates and also made them illegal violent/terrorist organizations." Tulan explained a few briefly, "These pirates who invaded the alliance originally regarded the Glorious Group as the leader of the 'martial arts leader'. Now the leader has unilaterally broken up. They don't know whether it's revenge or what, and they are even lawless. They can do anything, and whoever meets them is unlucky."

Although it is said that "the eggs are not finished when the nest is destroyed", it turns out that under natural disasters and man-made disasters, the eggs of powerful people can always be more dignified than ordinary eggs.

The great government has finished singing and I am here, and the great invisible class is as solid as a rock. After the alliance government has failed, it has become the guiding spirit of newcomers.

"After you leave, we monitor the movements of the Sixth and Seventh Galaxy. I have been taking my brothers to deliver 'express delivery' between the Sixth and Seventh Galaxy," Tulan's "express delivery" was quoted, and it was not a legal and serious express delivery. "The last order was the remnant of the Sixth Galaxy. The Central Army ran out after hitting the National Fortress. It was useless for mechas. I brought some non-military personnel to form a civilian armed force to find a way, and asked us to escort a batch of old heavy armor from the Seventh Galaxy. But when we shipped the freight, the employer was gone."

Lin Jingheng looked up at her.

"The garrison base they hid disappeared from the waterway map - it was blown into slag, so this group of mechas had to take advantage of me. The pirates who occupied the Sixth Galaxy felt that the people in the Sixth Galaxy were restless, so they blocked the traffic in the sixth capital starry sky. Starting from the administrative center, hundreds of land mechas were driven to play the massacre competition." Tulan said, "I think it's not good to take other people's mechas for free, so I took my brothers to blow up the pirate base on the Sixth Capital star, wasting a lot of missiles on them. Later, I ran outside the domain and couldn't find a reliable way to replenish my arms and energy... Otherwise, I wouldn't be so stretched today. Sorry, General, I blame me for taking action without authorization."

Lin Jingheng didn't notice her small defense: "Are all the Central Army stationed in this way?"

"No." Tulan hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "Those who responded in time are all the old subordinates of General Lu Xin. I don't know what to do, so I have obtained the supervision key."

Without careful explanation of the following words, Lin Jingheng naturally understood that the regulatory key management program is very complicated. If you can break through it, you must have started conspiring very early. It is hard to say whether you want to rebel or what will happen.

The two of them were silent for a long time.

Tulan asked: "General, do you have any food?"

Lin Jingheng looked up at her.

Tulan said: "I have been in the ground for most half a year and I have insufficient material reserves. I have been relying on nutritional needles recently and my stomach is almost shrinking. I just rushed to report to you, but I didn't have time to drink water."

Lin Jingheng pointed to the food cabinet at the door of the main control room.

Students often come here to class and keep food.

Tulan cheered, and didn't pick on it. She grabbed a bun and started eating voraciously.

"The supplies outside have begun to become tight?"

"Don't mention," Tulan was too anxious and choked, and pounded his chest hard. "The pirates outside the region are used to suffering and robbed everything. While spreading the cult, they robbed the alliance's credit and currency system collapsed with the Garden of Eden. No one had money. You don't know what to exchange for others. The nutritional needle is almost hard, and it's not easy to see you alive, General."

Lin Jingheng nodded: "Does other people have any contact?"

"No," Tulan shook his head, "It's a mess, everyone is grabbing territory. After receiving your order, I have been monitoring the jump point and waiting for your distance. The terrain outside the domain is too complicated, we are not familiar with the land, and there are pirates on the waterway. I can't get a reliable underground waterway route and dare not run around."

Lin Jingheng wanted to ask something else, so he opened his mouth: "Lin..."

Tulan's mouth rubbed a piece of butter and wiped it off in a hurry: "Hmm?"

"Nothing." Lin Jingheng gently tapped his joints with his fingers. He swallowed his other heart. It was useless to ask. The First Secretary-General's wife was in Angel City, guarding her layer by layer. She would not show up in public without any trouble. Tulan may not have heard of it. "Eat slowly, give you twenty-four hours of rest, and then gather, I need to clean up the pirates around me."

Lu Bixing drove the small mecha for maintenance and slowly stopped at the mecha platform. He just went to Bai Yinjiu's heavy armor and found that it was a group of remnants of the last century. He looked outside and looked at it. He opened it and followed the History Museum. Lu Bixing suspected that he had smelled the smell of preservatives.

It's really hard to imagine that Bai Yinjiu destroyed Prince Kelly by this pile of broken copper and iron.

The base armed forces, who had been in the civil war for more than three months, finally shook hands with each other. On Saturday, Foucault and the Weasel were peacefully discussing what.

The energy tower began to go west, and the oblique light dragged the streets and alleys of the base to the ground, so calm that it made people feel a little like a different life.

Bai Yinjiu, who had a short rest, wandering around, purposefully observing the depth of the base. Tulan was staring at the multimedia in a very ancient romance film.

Opposite the mecha station, Fat Sister came with a group of people, holding pots and pans. The aroma of food spreads outside the dry mecha station. A child jumped up and tore off last year's calendar.

Then they arranged the wine and food, and placed a circle of candles in the small open space at the entrance of the mecha station.
Chapter completed!