Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

After lunch, the big bears finally finished all the preparations. One bear took a small bag sewn from leaves and climbed into the "basket" in line.

This huge "basket", which took several days to weave, has an internal space as large as two freight elevators, but it is just like a basket in the hands of the mecha.

Shen Cizhou checked the signal transmitter, and after confirming that it was operating normally, he and Ji Linge got on the halyard together.

As the height climbed and the wind speed increased, Ji Linge hooked the rope with one hand and Shen Cizhou's waist with the other, and shouted in the whistling wind: "Don't check deliberately, I set the wave frequency of the exiles, if If they reply, the terminal will receive a notification, not so fast!"

Shen Cizhou nodded, wanted to open his mouth but was pushed back by the wind, and when he reached the cockpit, he took off the air filter, and then said to Ji Lingo, "I know it's not so fast, but I'm just a little worried, and things will change if I'm afraid it's too late."

The third-level mech is still a mechanically assisted connection method. Ji Linge tied the sensor on his wrist, and after tying it, he turned his head and nodded at Shen Cizhou.

Shen Cizhou looked at him in confusion.

"The last time I went to save you, there were only two districts, and there was a 50.00% chance of choosing the right one. I said something about the blessing of the boat, but it turned out that I was not possessed by the chieftain, and ran directly to the monster's mouth." Ji Lingo nodded himself again. "Here, come and give me a kiss, Brother Ji will send you some European air, and make sure everything goes well."

Shen Cizhou didn't believe in metaphysics, but he still smiled and leaned over for a kiss, just to make the fox happy.

Under the lavender sky, the majestic mech moved, its silver-blue eyes lit up, moved its mechanical limbs on the spot to check the data, and then possessed itself, with its huge palm reaching down to cover the sky and the sun.

In front of such a weapon of war, the big bears seem so small, like gummy bears in the hands of children. The suffocating sense of oppression makes the big bears shrink into a ball. Fear is a biological instinct.

The third-generation mecha Yunhe was used in wars. Its palm grip is measured in tons, and the handle of the "basket" would be broken if it was too strong. Steadily picked up a basket of big bears, and walked towards the direction they designated.

The mechas of the alliance and the empire adopt two completely different research and development systems. The empire pursues the high combat power of mechas, while the alliance has been researching the high degree of compatibility between mechas and spiritual power. Fucking is a perfect score, but he is still unfamiliar with the alliance's mechs.

Can drive, but takes time to get used to.

Seeing that Ji Lingo was very familiar with the operation, he held his chin and asked greedily: "Isn't the galaxy where the exiles operate within the scope of the empire? Your mech model should be more inclined to the empire system? How can you still open an alliance?" Mecha?"

Ji Linge whistled, "Your Highness, it seems that you are from the regular army. As for the mechas in our bandit den, the origins are very complicated, so basically you have to know how to drive both systems."

So Shen Cizhou understood.

The driving conditions on the ground were complicated, Yunhe was not smart enough, and Ji Linge had to keep maneuvering, so the two just chatted one after another, and ate some jerky halfway.

When the stars were in the plains, they stopped to rest against the tall trees. The big bears went down for convenience and activities, and then camped near the mecha. With such a big guy guarding them, they didn't have to worry about other predators.

A day and a half passed so smoothly, and in the evening of the next day, Ji Lingo found a group of "small light spots" hidden in the bushes in the detection device of the mecha.

These small light spots have short and thick limbs. Estimated the distance, they should be of the same race as the big bears. Seeing them "quickly" fleeing away from the mecha, they probably regarded the mecha as a migrating herd.

According to the plan, Ji Linge released the recorded chants of the big bears, and when they heard the yells of the same race, the little lights stopped one after another.

The communicator on Shen Cizhou's wrist rang twice, and the grateful voice of the big bear in the basket was choked up, "Thanks to the two envoys, we can do it by ourselves."

Ji Linge heard it, manipulated the mech to bend down, and put down the basket.

Shen Cizhou unbuckled his seat belt, stood up and said, "I'll take back the communicator in their hands."

"You just miss those two cubs, don't you?" Ji Linge saw through Shen Cizhou's reluctance at a glance, and said with a smile: "If you like this place, we will come here after a while, but the lives of the natives of Cocoa Planet The cycle is not long, next time that little golden cub who is pestering you may become a strong bear for two years."

"Then we have to say goodbye." Shen Cizhou waved his hand, "I'm going down, I'll be back in a while."

……

On the grass, a few drowsy little bears were sitting and panting, and when they saw Shen Cizhou approaching, they reluctantly stretched out their little paws for a hug.

The sunset of Cocoa is very beautiful, the lavender sky is smudged into rose color by the falling stars, like a well-made cocktail, under the warm light, a few bears are like plush toys placed on the ground, waving their little paws naively claw.

Shen Cizhou smiled unconsciously, and walked towards these little cubs.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at a faint blue light passing across the sky.

"Ji Linge!" He growled, his voice breaking because of his haste and fright.

Shen Cizhou ran towards the little bears with the fastest speed he could exert, and at the same time shouted at the bewildered big bear: "Spread away! Scatter quickly! There is air. Attack!!"

He didn't care too much, and flew over, holding a bear cub with one hand, and another hanging on his chest, but before he got up, the faint blue light had already rushed towards him like a deadly ghost.

"boom--!!!"

Amidst the flames and the sound of huge explosions, the snow-silver mech brazenly faced the gunfire, and a huge light curtain suddenly popped out from its left arm, and at the same time, the muzzle of the right arm opened, and the tongue of fire accurately focused on the firing warship.

Under the sky, the gray-blue battleship landed obliquely, like a dying monster in myths and legends, and the air waves it set off overturned a group of big bears.

And behind it, there are two warships slowly revealing their ferocious and cold muzzles, and they are accumulating energy with faint blue rays of light.

Shen Cizhou weighed even less, hugged the bear tightly and rolled around several times until he hit a tree root, and a thin cut was scratched on the side of his cheek, and his back hurt a little. Fortunately, he was still able to move normally. There is nothing wrong with the little bear cubs, but they are so scared that they cry out loud.

In the communicator clipped to his ear, Ji Linge was still calling his name loudly, and Shen Cizhou quickly responded: "Brother Ji, I'm fine."

Ji Linge panted and said, "It's really okay, you can still make mistakes by choosing one of the three!"

No matter whether the alliance or the exiles arrive first, it is safer than the empire arriving first. Ji Lingo is right, they are wrong enough.

"Boat, run to the woods." Ji Lingo said, "The mechs have bigger targets. I'll lure them away and find a way to join you."

Shen Cizhou got up without hesitation, and hugged the little bear cub to get under the raised tree roots.

Behind him, the launcher on the back of the third-level mecha exploded with bright silver-red flames, fully powered, and blasted into the air against the scattered artillery fire to fight back.

The ground is trembling in such battles, and often you feel that the running distance is enough, but in fact it is just a speed-up distance for these war machines.

The three cubs were not light, and Shen Cizhou was sweating profusely after running a certain distance. Fortunately, the two little strawberries were taken away by a mother bear who was injured and could not take the last golden bear. Run away, there are no bears nearby.

Shen Cizhou waved her hand and asked her to take the cub to a safe place, and come back to him to hold this one later.

He hid in a tree hole with this golden little bear, and asked Ji Linge in a low voice, "Brother Ji, how are you doing? Can you get away?"

"Crap, it's a bit troublesome." Ji Linge gritted his teeth and said, "But it's okay now, you..."

A huge explosion sounded from the communicator and beside his ears at the same time. Shen Cizhou covered Little Bear's ears, hugged him and shrank into the tree hole. After the shock wave passed, he looked up at the sky.

The sky was already dark, and the other four medium-sized battleships that appeared suddenly covered the remaining light, like a fallen mountain. The star logo on the belly of the battleship was emitting a faint light. A swarm of bees leaving the hive generally greets the Imperial warship.

The third-level Yunhe is the same model as Ji Linge, and the later is the alliance army.

Shen Cizhou heaved a sigh of relief, the undecided allies came in a timely manner, although he and Ji Linge would fall into a relatively passive situation if the alliance won, but at least it was better than the empire winning.

There was only a rustling busy tone in the communicator, Shen Cizhou took the gadget out of his ear, and was about to check what was wrong, when he heard a sound from the bushes.

A group of soldiers rushing out caught off guard and had a face-to-face meeting with Shen Cizhou. This group of people were all wearing mechanical exoskeletons and hung short cannons. Each of them looked like a small mobile fortress. Seeing Shen Cizhou's subconscious actions The gun took aim.

Shen Cizhou slowly raised his hands, indicating that he has no weapons.

The leader turned his head and said something to his companions, so the group continued to move forward, leaving only the leader who looked Shen Cizhou up and down, then raised his hand and took off the black helmet.

Long curly hair hangs down her cheeks, this is actually a female warrior.

"Which side are you from? Who are you?" The girl was still holding a gun, her gaze fell on Shen Cizhou coldly, it seemed that as long as Shen Cizhou said something wrong, she would blow people's heads.

This question was also what Shen Cizhou wanted to ask her. He opened his mouth cautiously, and was about to say that he was a member of the alliance, when a ball of golden fur rushed out, spreading its paws to stop him behind.

Shen Cizhou's translator and communicator were taken off together, he didn't know that little golden bear was begging for mercy from that woman.

"Please don't kill him." The little golden bear said tremblingly: "He is pregnant with a baby, and a bear that is pregnant with a baby cannot be killed!"

This is the tradition of their ethnic group, the default rule when the two tribes go to war.

The woman had a translator on her ear, and she obviously understood, her expression was dazed for a moment, and her eyes turned twice on Shen Cizhou's flat chest.

She thought of something, and murmured to herself: "I don't know why, but I always feel that the boss can do this kind of coquettish manipulation by male mothers."

She raised the muzzle of her gun and tapped Shen Cizhou, "Is it Ji Lingo's seed in your stomach?"

It just so happened that the sound of the explosion was deafening, and Shen Cizhou only vaguely heard her mention Ji Linge, and when he saw the equipment on the girl, which looked neither like the Alliance nor the Empire, he suddenly understood.

"Are you from an exile?" Shen Cizhou carried the little bear back, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little, "I belong to Ji Linge..."

"Wife." The girl whistled in an unprincipled manner, and she looked like someone in a ruffian manner. She hung the gun back on her lap, and stretched out her hand to help Shen Cizhou up, "Harouer, the Legion of Exiles of."

"Shen Cizhou..." This is not a good social occasion, Shen Cizhou only had time to nod, and then asked: "Where are your battleships and mechs?"

Hazel's expression became awkward.

"It's bloody bad luck." She pulled Shen Cizhou forward, complaining as she walked, "We and the alliance stepped forward and backward, but after the alliance jumped over the meteorite belt, the energy fluctuations left behind affected the stability of the space, and the exiles The warships of the warships dare not jump again, and they are easily swept into the black hole, so we came here with small warships..."

Shen Cizhou: ...

Good guy, what face does Ji Lingo have to say that he is a non-chieftain, and the exiles are all in the same line from top to bottom.

"You guys just came here..." Shen Cizhou held his forehead speechlessly, "What can a few people do in a war of this scale?"

"You can collect the boss's body." Hazel said.

Shen Cizhou: ...

"Just kidding." Hazel grinned, "The exile... I mean the boss's mech has a certain intelligence, and its performance can pass through the meteorite belt, so it navigates autonomously in the form of a battleship and follows it." Now, it has almost the same performance as the alliance's fifth-level mecha, as long as it fits with the boss, isn't it enough to turn the tide of the battle?"

Shen Cizhou looked up at the top of his head.

The alliance has achieved an overwhelming victory, and the outcome of the war seems to have no uncertainties.

In this small war of cooperation, the more help the alliance gives, the more bargaining chips will be placed on the negotiating table, and the freedom Shen Cizhou and Ji Linge want to fight for the exiles may be compressed.

After all, cannibalism is short-sighted, and everyone has helped. If you bargain for a while, the exiles will inevitably have no confidence.

Shen Cizhou thought for a few seconds, then raised his hand and stuffed the little golden bear into Hazel's arms, "Where are the exiles? I can drive."

"I'm just kidding." Hazel shook her head, "It requires a mental power level of 3S, and it also needs to be authorized by the boss, you..."

She paused, and asked incredulously, "Are you really good?"

"I don't know if authorization will work." Shen Cizhou frowned: "The exiles have human-like thinking and intelligence. In short, try first, and the alliance can't take all the opportunities."

"Okay." Hazel nodded, "Let's go, get on my battleship first."

……

Outside the atmosphere, Ji Linge was chased and beaten by four mechs from the empire.

He had used mental power to interfere with his opponent several times before. After being discovered, the enemy immediately sent several drivers with higher mental power over, and the level of mecha even crushed the alliance's Yunhe.

The red light in the cab was flashing, and Yunhe's energy was about to run out.

Ji Linge frowned, and glanced at the alliance battleship not far away.

The thief ship obviously changed to another helmsman, and the other party obviously had more brains, and the one who fought tepidly, just didn't completely deal with the imperial fleet, and was obviously waiting for Ji Lingo to call for help.

What a kindness to save lives.

Ji Linge sneered, thinking that he is very heartless, how much benefit can he give up for a mere life-saving grace, and can he make a promise with his body?

At this moment, in the Empire’s command channel, the Empire’s commander eagerly urged the chasing mech, “What’s the matter with you? Every time you come close?! He doesn’t have the energy to look at the main gun again now! Give him to me now. Drag it back! There must be a 4S inside!!”

The pilots of the four mechs fighting ahead all rolled their eyes. Do you know it's a 4S?Combined with his mental strength and the opponent's superb micro-manipulation skills, a third-level mecha made him play like a loach, and he couldn't even touch a shadow after catching it for so long.

However, seeing that the other party's energy was exhausted, the four mechas also became anxious and pulled the distance with all their might.

However, the snow-silver mecha, which had been avoiding the battle, suddenly stopped and turned around, and greeted it at a high speed. The tail flame dragged out a long streamer, and a cold silver-gray metal blade popped out from its right arm.

The action of this mecha is too fast, it doesn't look like a war machine calculated by the ton, but a nimble and quick assassin, before the opponent can react, it has already come to the face.

This is a manifestation of the extremely high degree of fit between mental power and mecha.

The alloy blade of Yunhe, the third-generation mecha of the alliance, was ridiculed by the empire as a display. After all, there is no chance to get close to mechas in today's mecha battles. Cold weapons are installed on the mechas. Isn't this a joke?

But now, they finally knew the correct usage of that alloy blade, and at the last moment of their lives, only a snow-silver arc was left in their eyes.

The imperial mecha at the front exploded into a cluster of grand fireworks. Ji Lingo rushed to the next target without even a pause.

But just as he killed the second target, the remaining two mechas of the opponent finally reacted and circled back to prepare to fire.

Ji Linge had expected it a long time ago, but Yunhe's energy was exhausted, and he was unable to dodge any more, so he let go of the joystick and leaned into the driver's seat.

The alliance will not just watch him die, but they don't know how much advantage they will take on the negotiating table...

Also, I hope that the injury will be light, and the boat will not see the...

"Ji Linge! Have you been beaten stupid?!" A cold voice rang in my ears, "Bow your head!"

Ji Linge:? ! !

He followed the order almost subconsciously.

The snow-silver steel giant jumped forward comically in the air, and the next second, a silver-blue beam of light swept across its head, blasting the imperial mecha behind him that was about to fire.

Ji Linge realized that Shen Cizhou was talking to him through Yunhe, who was requesting access through short-distance communication, but the question is, why did his boat go to the sky? !

He raised his eyes, just in time to see a mecha that he was very familiar with.

The black and red color scheme, sprayed with the flying bird logo of the exile, before he had time to figure out who was driving it, the behemoth had already passed him like a stream of light, and the alloy blade "Wind Scythe" equipped with it was flying in the silence of space. Draw a bloody arc.

The only remaining Chaser mecha in the empire directly "separated its corpse", popped out of a small cockpit, and exploded into a pile of drifting parts.

In the light of the flames, the Exile Mech looked like a god descending from the sky.

Ji Linge's tail froze, and when he came back to his senses, he patted the communication in ecstasy, "Chuan'er! Is that you?! Damn, you're so handsome that I'll accept it, I..."

"Master." A mechanical voice came from the opposite side, which sounded cheap, "Your wife is awesome, especially when she becomes one with me."

Ji Linge: ...

The author has something to say: finish typing in one breath, hoo~

It's almost the end, dears, I have a daily episode and an IF episode, which probably means that Ji Ge didn't run away that year and was forced to stay with Chuan'er, the IF line where His Royal Highness Hill trains the dog.

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