The one-eyed eagle ran around between the jumping points. Unlike Lin Jingheng, he did not have the problem of drinking soothing agents as coffee. He had not been tortured by such a high dose of soothing agents for many years. His muscles twitched, and the tense nerves began to get into trouble again. The intercostal nerve in his left chest was like a rubber rope strangled on his lungs. It hurt so much as he exhaled and inhaled. This made him bend down involuntarily and let his breath lighter. After a long time, he felt a little hypoxia.

He was dizzy like this and realized that something was wrong at first - the pursuer was dumped.

When he was separated from William Yu, most of the followers were on the side of the One-Eyed Eagle. On the way, several teammates suddenly appeared and wanted to help him share some of the burden, but the other party seemed to have made up his mind and ignored the others and tried his best to keep an eye on him alone.

The jump points nearby are not encrypted. The one-eyed eagle fled in any direction. They could scan him through heavy armor and then catch up. The one-eyed eagle backup energy has been sacrificed in the bombardment. He himself did not know how long the remaining energy could last. In this case, it seemed that it was only possible that they would give up voluntarily.

Conspiracy? Trap?

The enemy's boss died suddenly?

Or is the eighth galaxy suddenly folded as a whole, and the silver far away from the star of Qi has been 90% off?

The mecha's communication channel was blank, and everyone was not around him. The one-eyed eagle didn't know how they were.

Remote contact requires knowing the other party's coordinates, or leaving information at the transition point, etc. The other party actively checks it. Backlinks - under the pursuing of the pursuit, the former cannot do it, and the latter is tantamount to seeking death.

The one-eyed eagle was in a mess, and thought about it for a while, and had to tentatively pass through several jump points and circle for a while, and then make sure that the pursuers really lost interest in him, so they carefully approached the underground channel.

When passing through the encrypted hidden jump point on the first underground channel, there was a reaction in the communication channel, and it turned out that someone had arrived first.

"The One-Eyed Eagle is back!"

Every additional highlight in the communication channel will cause a burst of cheers.

"No. 4 and No. 8 have arrived, here is the No. 3 aircraft."

The one-eyed eagle slid down the main console next to it and collapsed on the ground with little strength. He bent down, pressed against the throbbing left rib, and spoke almost inaudiblely: "I am No. 1... No. 6 was shot down."

The communication channel was silent for a moment, and four mechas occupied four points, just arranged into a parallelogram, and there was a faint light in the communication channel.

When we arrived, three of the mechas had been confirmed to have been shot down. The others did not know where they were scattered, so they could only wait.

The one-eyed eagle breathed: "I'm sorry, everyone, come and help me. I've done my best and I shouldn't let you go this trip again."

The person on the No. 4 flight, whose blood pressure has been not stable, spoke, "If we don't want to come, we wouldn't have agreed to you at the beginning. Don't worry, Lao Lu, it's not because of anything else."

The driver on the No. 8 aircraft interrupted, "Anyway, we are both single, so we won't lose anything, just Brother Bei is more concerned about it."

The driver in the No. 3 aircraft is very old. Everyone calls him "Brother Bei". It still cannot be said whether "Bai" is surnamed or first name.

Brother Bei smiled and said, "I'm fine. Didn't I save some money before? I've immigrated to the Seventh Galaxy with my wife and children in 216."

The communication channel condemned him in a verbal way, joking that he was a traitor from the Eight Galaxies.

"The Seventh Galaxy is so good. The service robots are all over the street. When you are walking on the road, you sprain your ankle. A robot will come over and ask if you need help. There, everyone has a home and is decent. People see you from afar, no matter whether they know you or not, they will nod to you. Do you know what the best one is? The lanes and sidewalks over there are actually layered, and all cars have autonomous driving... Can you imagine? They never have car accidents!"

The one-eyed eagle asked: "Isn't it good? Why are you back?"

"There is no way. The official exchange rate of the seven-eight galaxy is 106:1, but the exchange rate is limited. Our whole family can exchange for up to 5,000 galaxy coins a day. It is not enough. Moreover, their system is often maintained and transactions are closed. We can only go to the black money shop. The black money shop is supported by immigration. The sky-high exchange rate is up to 2,000 8, and no one cares about it. Of course, the black money shop is illegal. You can call the police. As long as you call the police, the alliance government immediately sends a machine police force to take over their den, but so what, you still have to use money. All the black money shops are in the same group. They can find out who called the police and find out that it was you, you'll be done.

, never get a penny from them again. Locals enter the Garden of Eden as soon as they are born, but the foreign population is not good. Putting on the Garden of Eden is equivalent to installing an organ on you for no reason. To adapt, professionals need to provide you with one year of training. The training fee is to pay for yourself, so expensive it will scare you to death. I paid all my wealth in the Eight Galaxies, and I will pay nothing left after paying the immigration application fee and training fee. The regulations say that immigration can return to my hometown within one year, and the application fee can be refunded. I put them there, refunded my own immigration application fee, and saved another person's training fee, and came back to make money to support them."

"Why don't you look for a job in the Seven Galaxy?"

"What can I do? The Seven Galaxies are not like our ghost place. They work hard and serve the work, which is basically done by artificial intelligence. There is less work required by people. When people check your personal terminal, they hear that you are an immigrant and will definitely not use you."

One-eyed eagle asked: "Is the family okay now so messy?"

Brother Bei on the plane No. 3 was silent for a while: "When the pirates captured the alliance, they wanted to smuggle back to the Eight Galaxy to find me. On the way, they met the Alliance Army and the pirates were fighting, and they were hit by stray bullets. The communication was completely cut off. It was only a month later that I learned about this. I couldn't catch up with them even if I wanted to die... I had nothing to worry about, it's good to do something, and life and death are alive."

At this time, another mecha appeared on the communication channel. It was the No. 5 aircraft. Everyone cheered again. The dull heaviness and depressed pain disappeared. After a few hours of separation, we met again, just as excited as friends who had been away from home who had been away from home for decades suddenly returned to their hometown for the New Year reunion.

Next came the No. 9 - The No. 9 had some twists and turns, and the driver's nerves were probably extremely tense. After finding the organization, he didn't have time to say a word and fainted and dropped the line. The backup driver was busy rescuing him and did not take over the mental network as soon as possible. The mecha flew out in the entirety, and waited for the five mechas in the underground channel to drag the fishing net together before pulling them back.

Brother Bei asked: "It's just the police inspector right now? Why haven't you come yet?"

The one-eyed eagle glanced at the time. It had been six hours since he and William Yu separated from him. William Yu, who should have taken one step ahead, had no news at this time. His body recovered a little, and his mind became clearer. When he thought of the strange pursuers, his heart sank slightly.

"Let's wait for him for another hour," suggested Brother Bei, "if he doesn't come, or... we can't always delay here."

Everyone had no objection, so they waited for an hour, but there was no news about William.

The one-eyed eagle spoke, "Let's extend it for another hour, maybe he's been tripped by something on the road."

They waited for another hour, but William Yu was still missing.

This time, no one said anything more. The people in the six mechas seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, ignored the time together, and continued to wait indefinitely.

After leaving Qimingxing, the One-Eyed Eagle and the others docked in sixteen planets and space stations. Among the people they visited, some had small military bases, and some managed a city. The most powerful one was a former Free Alliance soldier named "Tiger Shark", who controlled an asteroid of 60 million people. After the war destroyed the galaxy order, he had become the chief executive. Everyone warmly received them, and the specifications were no less than before the war. The One-Eyed Eagle almost thought that he had returned to the day of having fun in the nightclub of the Caleb Starry Sky, but everyone retained their opinions on the independence of the eighth galaxy.

While the One-Eyed Eagle and the others were rushing to the underground channel, the sixteen contact stations were playing William's personal speech in real time.

William Yu drove a small mecha alone, followed his homemade map to the fake channel, and said slowly in the remote terminal: "My name is William Yu, I was born in the 63rd year of the Nova Album. He joined the Free Alliance Army in October 136. He was one of the earliest scouts. Later, he joined the Eighth Galaxy Alliance government, started as a police officer, and later became the General Police Superintendent of the General Administration of the Eighth Galaxy Guard..."

He was like an awkward artist, pulling up the loudspeaker in public and performing alone, but there were people coming and going at the intersection, no one responded, no one stopped, surrounded by the hustle and bustle, and he was immersed in his own world as if no one was around.

William Yu talked in a not-so-tricking way why he joined the Free Alliance, his parents and brother who died of the rainbow virus, his former dreams, and his revival hopes. He even boldly described a future general plan for President Edward. As soon as he talked about medical care and education, his voice came to an abrupt end - the army that was slipped into a mess by the "wild wolf pack" silently blocked his way.

The one-eyed eagle's judgment was very accurate. The traitor was among the people they visited. William turned his head and looked at everyone connected to the remote terminal, knowing that the traitors here had efficiently betrayed his coordinates and channel maps. The "friends" who received his request for help were still like the field mice watching the wolf catching the hare, tremblingly huddled at the entrance of the cave, just watching.

William Yu laughed, turned on the military recorder, took a photo of the encirclement of live ammunition, and the picture was transmitted simultaneously: "In 239, I had an opportunity to participate in a government exchange project and was sent to the Six Galaxy for further study. I was probably doing well at that time. They told me that I could stay and immigrate with my immediate family. As long as I submit an application, the Six Galaxy Security Bureau will bear the immigration fee. I thought about it for a long time, and the application form has been filled out.

, I received a letter from the CEO - that was the former ex-official of General Edward, who has now passed away - he said that he had just returned from the meeting of Votto, General Lu Xin is fighting for rights for the Eighth Galaxy, and the General of the Capital Star is still running. How can we be an arrogant egoist? I didn't sleep all night after reading it, and the next day I deleted the application form from the personal terminal and returned to the Eighth Galaxy. Because of this, my lover broke up with me and has not contacted me again for forty years."

William Yu took back the military recorder and faced the remote port.

"I regret it very much," he told his audience. "Going back to the Eighth Galaxy is the last thing I regret in my life."

After he finished speaking, he closed the remote port, and rudely skipped the "goodbye" link, opened the power system to the extreme, and loaded all the missiles together, shooting towards the other side like a fan blade, like a small ant, carrying the pliers, and rushing towards the flood and beasts overestimating their abilities.

These missiles were impossible to hit the opponent. Several protective mechas on the flank easily intercepted the missiles. At the same time, the huge spiritual net of heavy armor was suppressed, and William's human-machine was attacked violently on the interface. His mental power was unable to fight. The human-machine matching degree fell straight line like a cliff jumping off the cliff, and within twenty seconds it dropped from 70% to 55%.

At this time, he was at least tens of thousands of kilometers away from the enemy formation.

William Yu originally wanted to rush into the enemy formation and self-destruction. It would be better to blow up one. Now it seems that even suicide/attacks are delusional, and he has been delusional throughout his life.

The human-machine matching rate dropped to 51%, and at the last moment, William activated the mecha self-destruction program.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark and he was knocked out of the mental network by the other party. The brain damage made him lose consciousness instantly. The enemy who took over the mental network soon discovered that the self-destruction program was locked and irreversible. Without time to warn, the countdown had already rolled to his head - the small mecha exploded a small ball of fireworks.

The combustible materials and fuel-assisted gases that came with the mecha were quickly burned out, and the dark universe swallowed everything. The wreckage followed the inertia and even the self-immolation seemed cramped and hastily.

However, just as the remote connection was disconnected, someone finally moved at the sixteenth contact station that received a remote request for help.

The two armed bases were the first to send armed mechas, and then, twenty small mechas and transport ships flew out from a planet. At the same time, with the planet's long-range communication station as the core, new remote communications were quickly launched according to the coordinates of the major bases and planets.

"Fan Enxing Support Team is ready to go to the target coordinates. We have twenty mechas and three additional supply ships. It is expected to arrive through the jump point in twenty minutes... Are you all dead or are you eating/shit?"

"The Kaidi Satellite Base is still alive. We don't have many armed forces. Only six small mechas are available. It is expected that the assembly will be completed in 20 minutes and sent to the target coordinates."

"The New York Star Self-Defense Force is ready and is heading to the target coordinates."

"Neoweiliu saw you, we don't have armed mechas, supply ships will follow up immediately-"

The small spark that flashed and disappeared finally lit the fire that had been dead for many years in the Eighth Galaxy. The ancient war song brought an indelible wind. The flames grew with the wind and gradually became a surging momentum, and it stretched out into the vast and desolate starry sky.

But the ignitioner could no longer see it, and his torch had been extinguished in the ocean of regret. His friends had been waiting in the agreed underground channel for nearly six hours. The one-eyed eagle and the others could not hold back and began to scan back and forth along the transition point they were hiding, trying to find out if there was a remote signal. Sending a remote signal with the transition point would be exposed to William himself and the coordinates of the underground channel. Logically speaking, Inspector Yu would definitely not do this, but if...

Suddenly, the one-eyed eagle scanned a weak signal, not sent to them, but overflowed through the transition network.

The One-Eyed Eagle tried to use the communication key agreed by their small mecha team, but was refused access, and his heart was shocked - it was not his own.

But generally speaking, only one large-scale remote communication will overflow the signal, as if it shouldn't be those sneaky enemies. The one-eyed eagle hesitated for a moment and tried another key - the abbreviation of the letters of the Free Alliance Army. The next moment, he connected to the remote signal!

The heartbeat of the one-eyed eagle began to accelerate, but the signal was too weak. He was fleeing wildly, and half of his fuselage was damaged. The amplifier had long turned into space garbage: "Whose mecha has a signal amplifier?!"

The No. 8 machine immediately came in, everyone listened with breath and concentration, and intermittent sounds came from the faint signal.

"They sent troops?" Brother Bei said in disbelief, "Come... to rescue us? But how did they know... Inspector Yu sent them coordinates?"

The one-eyed eagle interrupted him: "Even if they are righteous, as long as someone issues coordinates, it will definitely be the ambushing enemy who will arrive first, be careful!"

One sentence made everyone's nerves tense, but for a moment of nervousness, the underground channel was still as quiet as dead, and no abnormal energy was captured.

Immediately, in the faint remote signal, someone said: "The target coordinate has been reached, the abnormal energy source has been captured, and the full speed of pursuit!"

Everyone was confused and looked at each other. Brother Bei asked inexplicably: "What are they saying... what abnormal energy is captured? Where is the target coordinate? Isn't this here?"

Immediately, someone suddenly said in the communication channel: "Inspector Yu seemed to be a scout at that time, and was specifically responsible for revising the military waterway map.

The communication channel was silent for a few seconds, and the next moment, the No. 1 suddenly turned around and left.

"One-eyed eagle, what are you doing?"

The one-eyed eagle did not answer. They did not have heavy armor and could not perform remote scanning on site. They could only use a stupid method - follow this overflowing remote signal to find it.

Several other mechas followed him out of the haven-like underground channel.

The ambush of the mecha army that forced William to self-destruction had an inside line. Before the gangs of the Eighth Galaxy sent troops, they had already received news and had already moved first. Although there were a lot of reinforcements, there were more than a dozen or twenty small mecha teams flying out of each planet and base. There were no need to fight or a mess. The ambushers didn't take them seriously and retreated calmly. They encountered two small mecha teams on the road. However, the small mecha team of the Eighth Galaxy was vulnerable in front of the legion with heavy armor and was quickly thrown off by Qishen.

In the ambush legion, the commander on the heavy armor chuckled contemptuously: "A bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled hyenas, kick away."

"yes!"

A row of missiles of the ambush army fired out, and the little mechas who were blocking the road fled in scattered and tried to counterattack several times, but were easily resolved by the opponent.

At this time, a row of high-energy particle cannons shot out from a nearby jump point and happened to hit the heavy armor protective cover of the ambush legion. Unfortunately, the energy was insufficient and it was blocked by the protective cover. The ambush commander frowned and immediately heard his subordinates report: "Sir, it's the target mecha!"

"It's so good. I'm worried that I can't find them, so I'm here to my door." The commander sneered, "Chasing!"

At the same time, reinforcements from the Eighth Galaxy also saw it: "It seems like the one-eyed eagle and the others!"

The reinforcements immediately tried to gather together, but the reaction was slow. The one-eyed eagle and the others were like crazy ants, biting the giant in front of them with their mouthparts as big as rice grains, and fighting and retreating. The ambush heavy armor was like a beast with bloody mouths. They opened their bloody mouth and chased them up, trying to swallow them in one bite. Countless heavy spiritual nets were suppressed, and the reinforcements were hung behind and chased them relentlessly, and they were about to be thrown off!

In the communication channel of the One-Eyed Eagle, the No. 4 and No. 9 were disconnected one after another, and then they fell into the other party's encirclement. The One-Eyed Eagle fired the last high-energy particle cannon behind him, and the human-machine matching degree was on the verge of disconnection-

At this moment, the entire half of the starry sea was illuminated, and the light up and down pierced into the mecha spirit network, and the one-eyed eagle was stunned.

The next moment, the ambush heavy armor suddenly braked strangely, and then the arsenal broke away from the fuselage, and the heavy armored spiritual net was removed for a second!

Immediately, a missile came and directly exploded the arsenal. The ambush legion's team that had just been purged was in chaos.

A ghost-like fleet appeared silently from a jump point, blinking in front of him, blocking between the ambush and the one-eyed eagle like a chasm.
Chapter completed!