imperfections

The Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy, which was just on the verge of attacking, first witnessed the birth of the Silver Ten Guards, and then heard this miraculous voice. They were all stunned. They looked at each other silently, not knowing whether it was true or not, or how to react, so they had to wait. Chief speaks.

But the chief executive turned into a wax figure on the spot, motionless.

At that moment, Lu Bixing actually didn't feel any "unbelievable" or "ecstatic", he didn't even have time to think about the reasonable doubt "whether this is someone else's fake", his emotions and thinking ability The group was slowed down for a while, only the sense of fear took the lead.The biting coolness rushed up his back, blowing away his body temperature and freezing his internal organs.

He turned his eyes in panic, trying to observe the reactions of other people, hoping to find some reference, but he couldn't see clearly for a while-he was sure that he was not crying, and there should be nothing wrong with his eyes, but all his senses were like Like in a wormhole, severely distorted and dulled.Other people's faces were covered with a layer of frosted glass, vaguely, far away from him.

Then a lonely thought popped up, and Lu Bixing thought: "Am I finally crazy?"

Eleven "Independence Years" have passed and thousands of days have passed. Lu Bixing has had many enemies. However, his biggest enemy is not poverty, nor internal and external troubles, but himself.He felt like a tightrope walker, struggling to find a balance every day, strangling his soul, preventing it from exploding, sinking, boiling violently, or dying.

Lu Bixing is good at making chicken soup with various tastes for others, and the most commonly used ingredients in "chicken soup" often come from some fabricated or real biographies of celebrities, so he has dabbled in this area quite extensively.There are not so many new things in the world. As long as you are willing, you can always find people who share the same disease in the pages of paper. Lu Bixing also tried to follow the long history of mankind to find a few people who share the same situation and go upstream along the time. Have a chat with them.

Some of these deceased people told him the story of "rebirth from the ashes", and some told him the story of "the soul was annihilated". Lu Bixing gradually discovered that the former could not touch him anymore, but the latter sometimes Let him feel sympathy and a little sympathy.

Words and stories are dead things, imprinted there unchanged for thousands of years, what changes is the perspective of the audience, he understands this reason.From the moment he realized this problem, Lu Bixing was like a dying old man who was afraid of death. He was afraid that he would go crazy, that the seven notches on the desk were full, and that no spell could save him.

However, he thought again: "But if you want to be crazy, you can't pick this moment to be crazy!"

Behind him is the unpredictable Rose Heart wormhole area, and in front of him is a battlefield where several forces are fighting in a mess. No matter how you say it, at least they have to last until all the people brought out are sent back.

His messy thoughts raced around the eight galaxies, with a thousand thoughts, but the reality only passed for a few seconds.

The three warring parties did not hear the nuclear explosion in Lu Bixing's heart. The active wormhole area in the Rose Heart was a natural bunker. Needless to say, the Silver Ten Guards, even the Alliance Central Army who passed through the Rose Heart could not detect their way. The existence of centaurs.

The Silver Ten Guards blatantly charged the two sides in the melee, like a steel knife holding the two sides, opened a narrow passage, and quietly watched the unarmed starship that had just fallen into the battlefield take the opportunity to escape.

Woolf pushed away the guards, scrambling with each other, and staggered to the communication screen of the Watto command center, almost breaking his voice: "Who is it? Who are you!"

There was silence for a while, and then, the voice just now replied very calmly: "Ten Silver Guards."

On the interstellar battlefield, there was an uproar among armed forces.

In the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force hiding in the dark, all the old members from Silver Nine couldn't help but burst into tears. Lu Bixing tasted a bit of blood, tasted it blankly, and found that he accidentally bit his tongue.

The man said: "Silver's second guard, fifth guard, seventh guard, and ninth guard are absent today for some reason. There is only one person left in the original eighth guard, who has been merged into the silver ten. It has been wasted for many years, and the appearance is not good. Let's make do." Let's see."

Woolf's shriveled lips trembled violently, and he asked forcefully, "Who is the commander?"

"Wait a minute, the command ship was captured from the Pirate Freedom Corps. It has traveled a long distance. There is something wrong with the communication equipment. It is trying to repair... um, it's all right."

Woolf took a deep breath, his 300-year-old heart was stunned, and he almost fell on his back—only the signal flickered a few times on the pitch-black communication screen, and immediately, a new The communication request was passed, and a man appeared on the screen.

He cleaned himself up, and the ordinary cotton shirt and trousers on his body had an indescribably tough temperament, and he still had a pair of spotless white gloves on his hands, except that his hair was not well-trimmed, and it was a bit long In addition, the "ghost" that lingered in everyone's minds for sixteen years was the same as it was back then.

Lin Jingheng.

He is like Napoleon, the French emperor who escaped from the island of Elba in ancient times. Hell can't hold him. As soon as he makes a sound, countless followers still follow him through life and death.

Lu Bixing closed his eyes as if his eyeballs were scalded, and gradually recovered from the temporary deafness.

"Chief, is this... is this possible? Is it true?"

"It's General Lin!"

"President Lu, did you see it? It's General Lin!"

Zhan Lu asked: "Principal Lu, do you need medical help?"

Lu Bixing stretched out his hand and said with all his strength, "I want... the soothing agent, give me soothing agent No. [-]."

Soothing agent is an important space military item. Over the years, it has developed greatly in the eight-galaxy system. While reducing side effects, it has also developed many branches with different functions--soothing agent No. 10 has a calming function, which is specially used to relieve The unstable human-machine connection caused by excessive emotional ups and downs can eliminate the transmitters that cause emotional fluctuations in a targeted manner, neutralize excess hormones, and bring people mechanical stability. The effective time is [-] minutes.

The drugs forcibly suppressed his erratic mind, and the sharp change in blood pressure caused the capillaries in his eyes to become congested. The bloodshot eyes destroyed his innate calm and warm temperament, making him look a little scary.But at the same time, he was also pulled out of the present, his personal feelings were forced to sleep, and his order was restored as if he was watching the fire from the other side.

"Wait a moment," Lu Bixing said, "Pioneer, don't move, be ready to fire at any time, engineering team, please monitor the situation in the wormhole area, ensure the passage is safe, and prepare for evacuation."

"Yes."

"Principal Lu," at this moment, Zhan Lu said suddenly, "You just gave me a private order, I have searched it, and the result was sent to your personal terminal. I think the nature of this matter has gone beyond 'private' scope, and has an impact on the current situation, it is recommended that you check it immediately."

Lu Bixing didn't remember what the "private order" was for a moment, but out of trust in Zhanlu's judgment, he still lowered his head and glanced at his personal terminal——

At that time, he was interrupted by the wormhole in the middle of his speech. Zhanlu followed half an order and compared his brain genes with all the genetic information in the database. There was no identity restriction when searching...not even gender restrictions.

No. [-] soothing agent played a powerful role. Lu Bixing looked at the determination of the parent-child relationship between him and Lu Xin. He didn't feel any shock. During the process, the brain genes of Lu Bixing were compared with the genes of the one-eyed eagle and Mrs. Lu Xin, and the three results were clearly listed.

No wonder he has been unable to find out his so-called "mother". It turns out that the woman was completely fabricated by Cyclops himself. No wonder he, as the son of a snake in the eighth galaxy, had such a miserable childhood. No wonder Cyclops has such a strange aesthetic. The person who didn't even have a proper name suddenly changed his surname to "Lu".

No wonder Zhanlu's database was deleted by those two people.

"It makes sense," Lu Bixing buckled up his personal terminal, and said to Zhanlu in a cold-eyed onlooker's tone, "You're right, this is indeed very important information."

At this time, separated by the first galaxy and more than 20 votuo years, Lin Jingheng and his most respected predecessors, bosses, and teachers in the past looked at each other from a distance, separated by hundreds of millions of resentful souls.

Woolf's jaw twitched, but no words came out.

Lin Jingheng nodded to him, and said meaningfully: "Thanks to you, Marshal, I never expected to see you again in my lifetime."

At this time, the communication signal from the interstellar pirates was connected, and one person only heard his voice, but did not see him and said, "General Lin, you have today, and you really owe it to Marshal Woolf."

This voice seems to be twisted by a low-quality voice changer. It sounds like a robot with a low battery. It is indistinguishable between male and female.

Lin Jingheng rolled his eyelids: "Who are you? When you fight a war, you fight, and when you kill someone, you kill someone. Your family didn't teach you, can't you hide your head and show your tail forever?"

Lin Jingshu was trembling all over. Through the crappy voice changer, she gritted her teeth and said: "I am indeed a bastard with a life and no one to support me. I have a bad family education, which made General Lin laugh. But I think you need a Advice, a person can be uneducated, but he can't be taught to be misbehaved, and he deserves to die twice in the same pit."

"Nowadays the interstellar pirates are so polite, give me a free piece of advice as soon as we meet." Lin Jingheng turned to Woolf with a half-smile, "How is it, Marshal, do you have any gift for meeting me?"

Woolf waved his hand and waved away Wang Ailun who was trying to step forward to support him. He straightened up slowly, and after a while, the gaffe just now was wiped away.

Woolf said in a deep voice: "My meeting ceremony is the peaceful future of all mankind, and there is a new alliance - Jingheng, I don't ask where you have been or what you have done these years, but you came by coincidence 24 hours after the surrender ceremony of the Pirates of Glory, the Forest of Steles of the Alliance will land again on the land of Votto. The new alliance will realize all the visions of the Declaration of Freedom, and we will gain real freedom after breaking the Garden of Eden .The galaxies will be equal to each other, and there will be no more economic plunder and exploitation. Your ideals, my ideals, and everyone's ideals will be realized-are you satisfied?"

Lin Jingheng stopped smiling and looked at him coldly.

Back then, Lin Jingheng escaped from the golden cicada in the Heart of Roses. Because of his usual bad luck, the eco-cabin did not follow the established route, but was accidentally involved in the turbulence of time and space in the Heart of Roses. It turned out later that it should be an active The natural wormhole area just connects to the vicinity of the eighth galaxy.The coalition forces of the seven and eight galaxies were ambushed by the Anti-Ukrainian Society, which shows that the secret channel of the eight galaxies must have been exposed. It is impossible for Turan not to seal the final entrance. If he wants to go back, Lin Jingheng can only try his luck in the restricted area.Didn't expect to catch up with such an out.

He came all the way from the sixth galaxy, joined the ten silver guards, and understood the current situation.Everywhere is much calmer than before, the Anti-Ukraine Society has basically withdrawn from the war situation, social order has been restored, and the surviving people have begun to adapt to a new life.If it weren't for the unstable factor of Lin Jingshu's Freedom Legion, then with the departure of the Pirates of Glory, it would almost mean that this long period of turmoil had come to an end.

Wulf looked at Lin Jingheng, he knew that Lin Jingheng had the forbidden fruit in his hand.

Lin Jingheng survived the battle in the seven or eight galaxies, and Wulf doesn't expect him to be kept in the dark.An Anti-Ukraine Society and Lin Jingheng are the only two people who know his secrets and have evidence to bring reasonable charges against him.

But so what?

Of course, Lin Jingheng can announce to the world that if he smashes the alliance between the alliance and Lu Xin's old department on the spot, he, Woolf, will be doomed, but the Freedom Legion will benefit, the interstellar pirates will revive, and the eight galaxies will fall into war again.

An era of peace, a great era is about to begin, this great era climbed up from the abyss, even if they all know that the ladder under its feet is made of lies and conspiracy, so what?

The dawn of peace has just dawned, will Lin Jingheng take away this ladder?

Woolf turned his head and made a calm gesture to Wang Ailun - Hope wouldn't do it, and Lin Jingheng wouldn't either.

What the Freedom Corps kidnapped was just a traveling planet with a small population. From this perspective, what he kidnapped was all human beings.

Lin Jingshu sneered through a strange voice changer: "The Central Committee of the Alliance... General Lin, what about all the dead martyrs and people in the seven or eight galaxies? What about the comrades who fought side by side with you? Should they also seek justice? statement?"

Woolf said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency has no bottom line to forcibly promote strong chip drugs, violently kidnap and massacre civilians. The word 'fairness' comes out of your mouth. It is really a great insult."

"I've insulted fairness. Didn't Your Excellency the Marshal insult the 'future'? If you really take citizens' human rights seriously, why don't you care about Serbia at all and insist on not delaying your surrender ceremony?" The voice in the voice changer Extremely sharp, "General Lin, are you going to hand over the future of the alliance to this kind of person?"

Lin Jingheng couldn't suppress her anger when she heard her words: "Otherwise? Hand it over to chip drugs?"

Woolf smiled: "Welcome back to the alliance, Jingheng, you must be a gift from God to bless the alliance. The alliance needs the silver ten guards, a sharp blade, to quell the last darkness before dawn for us."

Lin Jingheng turned her head and didn't give him any face: "I didn't mean that either, Marshal, please don't be sentimental."

At this moment, the refugees had already escaped from the battle circle. Lin Jingheng waved his hand, and the Silver Ten Guards followed him like his tacit understanding of hands and feet, heading towards the dangerous Rose Heart.

Lin Jingshu couldn't hold back for a while, and called him out: "Wait a minute, where are you going?"

Lin Jingheng didn't answer, and made it clear that the two were not helping each other, and passed through the front of the two armies.

Woolf glanced at Wang Ailun, and immediately, the Union Army suddenly opened fire, blasting towards the Freedom Army without any scruples.

Lin Jingshu: "No one is allowed to leave!"

The Freedom Legion gathered its troops, and blindly fired at the Alliance Army and the Silver Ten Guards at the same time.

Lin Jingheng's face turned cold: "Bastard, did you come to me to seek death!"

Woolf said loudly: "The Silver Ten Guards are the glory of the alliance. It seems that some people don't allow you to stay out of it, Jingheng!"

His voice fell silent, and at this moment, the menacing Freedom Corps suddenly broke into chaos, and a flower of artillery fire seemed to appear out of thin air in the "Heart of Roses", hundreds of high-energy particle cannons rushed towards them with a tsunami, without a trace. Predictably, they took their back route. Before the protective shields of countless mechs could react, they were melted by the superimposed particle cannon, and the aftermath swept all the way to the front of the two armies.

An alarm sounded in the mechs of the Alliance Army, and Wulf's eyes twitched slightly: "Who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, a formidable mecha that had never appeared in front of the world slowly lined up from the heart of the rose in the team.

Unfamiliar communication requests were sent to every mecha, and the young chief of the eighth galaxy looked around.

Lin Jingheng stood up abruptly, spilled most of the bottle of wine, and almost soaked the communication screen that was already working.

"Baiyinjiu is not absent for any reason, general." Lu Bixing stared at him with bloody eyes, "The Baiyinten guards belong to the alliance? I didn't agree to this matter either."