MTL - Imperfections-Chapter 171 Unprecedented migration

"These votoes on the mech must be sent away as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too much trouble to get started. An emergency jump would consume half of my medical reserves." Stability is difficult. Together, if there is a problem with the passage, it is easy to be ignored ... Poisson Yang! "

"Commander, Poisson, they are busy parsing the launcher," said the ghost of Liu Yuanzhong, the sixth silver guard. "I brought the wormhole expert of the Star Expedition with me. Do you need them?"

"Where did you come from?" Lin Jingheng was startled by him.

Captain Liu Wei was accustomed to it and showed a bitter smile in the style of cabbage.

"Yes, let them immediately come up with a plan for me, at what frequency, at what scale, and at how to give people away. I must take both safety and efficiency into consideration when crossing the wormhole."

"Yes."

"Send a transfer order to Turan. I will transfer a batch of reinforcements from the eighth galaxy."

The sending guard stunned: "Captain, the reinforcements of the eighth galaxy have to go through the wormhole. Is there enough time?"

Lin Jingheng squeezed his eyebrows a little tiredly: "If you can catch up, you can't catch up with it. The army counted the weapons and existing supplies, and gave me an approximate number, Huo ... What about the long-named anti-Uzbek man?

"Just hope, General Lin is not polite."

General Lin's dictionary was afraid that there was no word of "Polite." As soon as he raised his hand, the huge interstellar waterway map lay in the middle of the sky. In the middle was the heart of the rose where they were. It was marked: "There is nothing near the heart of the rose, not only we know it, but the Freedom Army also knows. As long as Lin Jinglian is not killed by Woolf, she will remember it sooner or later."

Hope didn't talk nonsense, nodding to show that he understood.

When the eighth galaxy and the first galaxy were severed, the wormhole was closed once and for all. The turbulent gravity destroyed the surrounding artificial equipment that was hard to set up, and now this place is a real "wilderness." For the artificial intelligence version of Woolf, it is equivalent to a vacuum zone.

It is suitable as a "safe haven" for coalition forces, and of course it is also suitable as a fortress for chip people.

"The anti-Uzbek transition interference technology is a bit useful. You are responsible for the first line of defense, focusing on guarding the transition point."

Hope fell short. "My honor."

Lin Jingheng raised his head, and through the communication screen, his gray eyes met Hope, and he was silent for a while. He also said, "You are understaffed and the combat effectiveness is limited. I will give you a batch of reinforcements-the First Galaxy Border Guard, old Is anyone still alive under Duke? "

Someone in the communication channel immediately responded: "Yes, General Lin!"

"How much troops are left?"

"Report, excluding the free army's traitors, mutineers and fallen brothers, the First Galaxy Border Guards now have 28 heavy armors, 73 medium armors, and 106 small mechs. This was once our position, and we were willing to fight on the front line. "

"Okay," Lin Jingheng nodded, "make me a vanguard once again and be responsible for reinforcing our temporary allies, is there a problem?"

When it comes to reinforcements, it's actually to stop him. Hope smiled and didn't take it for granted--if Lin Jingheng was willing to believe someone wholeheartedly, it would not be Lin Jingheng.

"So everyone, we'll get in touch on the communications channel." Hope will set off immediately.

"Wait," Lin Jingheng called him face-to-face, "Prophecy Hope, Lin Jingying ended in Votor Wolverine because she didn't expect Woolf's last move, but she couldn't expect you."

Hope froze.

"Using Wang Ailun, lead the commander of the Central Army to the ground and take them out of the net, or use the galaxy occupied by pirates as a threat to force the Central Army to surrender-this plan seems okay at first glance, but many problems that may occur are not Think about it. For example, in the event that anti-Umbrella will cross the bar, what if the Alliance Army and the Central Army did not fight, and the people on the ground escaped into space? Another example is that these old things are hard-hearted and would rather surrender the family than refuse to surrender. , What if I want to fight her to the end? "

Zheng Di's voice emerged from the communication channel: "Ah, hey, who do you say insinuatingly? We still have arms in our hands, and we can still have a fight, there is a glimmer of hope, at least there is a chance to avenge and disarm. I did n’t sing at all. Besides, what ’s the difference between being a chip person against my will and being dead? Even if they hold my daughter in front of me, that ’s what I mean! Why is it iron-hearted? ”

"Most of the veteran hawks would think like him," said Lin Jingheng, ignoring Zheng Di and Wu Zi. "Lin Jinglian can't think of this. She didn't come here by playing smart. She must stay behind and do it. It was ready to confront the regular army. Unfortunately, Woolf turned off the chessboard midway, and I did n’t have a chance to show it. We have a lot of knowledge about the chip people's technology at present, don't take it for granted and prepare me for the worst. "

Hope gave him a deep look: "Thanks for reminding me."

This time, the situation was urgent, and the Silver First Guard had no time to do detailed pre-war intelligence work for him.

But he knew his enemy so well.

Hope sighed, waved his hand, and the small mech groups of the Strait of Ursula followed him slowly away from the heart of the rose.

Lin Jingheng watched them from the spirit net for a moment, and turned around sternly: "Lao Zheng, don't be foolish here, come and lead the second line of defense."

"Zheng Shuai" became "Old Zheng". Commander Zheng of the second galaxy had no temper and came over to listen to him carefully.

In the past, when the alliance's military power was highly concentrated, the Central Army was on standby around the country, and the Silver Fortress was responsible for scheduling the overall situation. Lin Jingheng was accustomed to giving orders, and the veteran generals of the Central Army were also used to listening to the dog's temper. When there is a difference of opinion, he sprayed it back directly. Anyway, his elders were there, and Lu Bixing, a long-sleeve dancer and a slime, could not fight.

Lin Jingheng's efficiency is very high, and the plan for transporting refugees came out. In his hands, a complex and interlocking "fortress" has been shaped around the heart of roses.

"Commander-in-chief." A familiar voice came. When Lin Jingheng looked up, he unexpectedly discovered that the representative of the Star Expeditionary Team was Mint, and she actually came out with the army. "We have already escorted the unarmed personnel in batches through the worm. Preparations for the hole, when will it start? "

"Ready to go now, night long dreams."

"Yes." Mint was clearly ready, and he was about to leave.

"Wait, little girl." Lin Jingheng glanced at Mr. Lu, who was still talking, and said with a surprised look at Mint, "Pay attention to safety, and go back quickly. Our technical foreign aid is short of manpower."

He gave an order, and the first batch of Voto residents slowly moved forward to the unknown wormhole.

Mint joined the army as a technical foreign aid and was responsible for escorting these poor people who had left their homes to the eighth galaxy.

People crowded silently in front of the screen, and looked in the direction of the first galaxy ... Of course, nothing could be seen except the darkness.

Officials have stated explicitly that it was only temporary refuge during wartime.

But when will this war end? The Freedom Corps chip people who have almost occupied the world, and the terrible super artificial intelligence, are even more maddening than the Star Pirates who invaded the alliance 20 years ago. Is it really manpower that can be defeated? How many days can the sanctuary of the eighth galaxy be safe?

What's more, even if Cang Ping's pity makes them return to the first galaxy one day, Votor is gone.

But no one was crying, there was no sound in the starship, and there was an almost tragic atmosphere-the first evacuees were Voltor volunteers, who volunteered to find their way for their fellow citizens. Because the sky of the first galaxy has been turned over, nothing unusual is happening now. No one dares to pack a ticket 100% to say that the natural wormhole area must be safe.

The natural wormhole area may also be manipulated by the enemy using unknown technical means, and they may be shattered by the disordered time and space as soon as they enter.

"Do you think this scene is a bit familiar?"

Mint turned around and found that behind her was a cockfight.

"I heard that the technical foreign aid sent by the expedition was you, so I applied for it." The cockfighting smiled, wearing military uniforms, and the silly big man seemed to become tall and mighty. "I am the captain of the **** team."

Huang Jingyi is a girl with empty brain disease, Mint is an orphan, White is the second generation of the country's richest man in the eighth galaxy, and cockfighting is a fool who can only speak with his fist. At that time, their future was clear at a glance. Empty brain disease would probably be hostile to society under the ubiquitous discrimination. The girl in the orphanage who was greedy for money planned to learn a little technology to make unlucky money. The rich second-generation family was ready for immigration and went to other galaxies Be a second-class citizen.

"As for me," said the cockfighting, "I guess I might become a cannon fodder for a triad to grab the ground, or go to jail. I can't tell which life is better, if only there is a parallel world."

Mint asked strangely, "What?"

"Parallel world, an ancient genre of popular fiction," said Cockfighting. "For example, I sacrificed on the battlefield, and my soul returned to the age of seventeen before the Beijing star was blown up. As a prophet, I can change the people around me in another world. Fate and the like. "

"I think you should return to the fertilized egg period," Mint said. Although the four of them grew up in different directions, they have always been like real loved ones, so they have been ruthless and relentless. "Re-development of the brain Once again, alas, how auspicious to say ... it is approaching the wormhole, everyone is ready! "

The **** fighting gently pressed her shoulder.

Everyone sighed inside and outside the wormhole.

Lu Bixing looked up at a lit signal light-the **** team would always send a signal to the outside in the wormhole, the signal light is not off, they are safe.

Outside the natural wormhole area, the second batch of Votors who were about to evacuate was also ready, like an unprecedented big migration.

Life and death are unknown.

The first evacuation team was completely immersed in the natural wormhole, the signal lights began to flash, and suddenly disappeared. There was no squeak in the entire communication channel.

Each time the signal light goes out, it is a heavy bang on the heart of the coalition, at least until it lights up before the paused heartbeat can continue.

Fearing for more than half an hour, a long murmur of "嘀 ——" suddenly came from the communication channel. The guard's hand, who was closely watching the signal, almost jumped.

"Don't panic." Lu Bixing held down the guard, "parse the signal."

"Chief, yes ... there is audio."

"Different time flows, slow down the audio."

The guard's throat moved, and his mind operated blankly as required for landing. After the noise was slowed down several times, it finally became clear.

"We are from Cape, closed to the silent mountains.

In the prairie deserted by the stars, light the smoke that calls for freedom— "

Song of the Free Alliance Army from the eighth galaxy, the signal is stable.

Natural wormholes are temporarily safe!

The entire communication channel was just as bustling as the festival.

Lin Jingheng exhaled calmly, fortunately, at least this shows that they can wait for reinforcements from the eighth galaxy, and there is a way back.

Only then did he find his mouth dry, turned and walked into the corner, and found a cigarette. Contemplated if there were any oversights.

Lin Jingheng led the army for decades, this is the first time that he himself took the lead in violation of discipline on the mech.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and took away the smoke from his hand.

"On the space mech, smoking, banning fires and sprays, I have confiscated, commander." Lu Bixing said, while Yan Yan took a sip by plucking his hair, which was annihilated in the heart of Zhan Lu's manipulator and let him handle it. A cup of warm water for Lin Jingheng, "the lips are peeling, you are not afraid of cracks, drink some water."

In the communication channel, the sixth-star system manager who was already in place heard this sentence and said with emotion: "Lu ... 唉, I don't want to call you President Lu, students. Is it necessary to call it?"

Lu Bixing promised happily.

"People are attentive and attentive," the Sixth Star system is usually silent, searching for intestines and stomachs, and exaggerating Lu Bixing several times, and sighing again, "I also have a good temper, than General ... Your father is much stronger. I have seen one-eyed eagle brothers of the eighth galaxy when I was young. It is also a cannon barrel. Who are you like? Professor Mueller? "

Lin Jingheng listened, and after a few steps, looked up and landed: "Nobody looks like him, he grows."

At this time, before the storm, the brief calm and calm, the old commanders had a moment of free time, and finally had time to chatter on the communication channel, and asked Lu Bixing how he had been in the eighth galaxy, did he suffer, his adoptive father Did the one-eyed eagle take good care of him? I heard that the one-eyed eagle had died, and it was another sigh.

"The old brother died young early, but our wasteless waste is still bouncing around, alas. It's okay, good boy, if Lin Jingheng's mixed boy is in the eighth galaxy, Come to us. "

Lin Jingheng chuckled, "You?"

Captain Nagus himself felt that the words just said were weird, so he laughed at himself: "How can I listen to these words like marrying a daughter?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He swallowed the taunt to his mouth and lowered his head without drinking a drink of water.

A group of people from the eighth galaxy followed him to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Only Lu Bixing endured a smile and quietly blinked at him.

They only had one pass to kill, emergency escape, and neither of them had much time to speak privately. To the naked eye, it seemed to be the partnership between the Chief Executive and the military commander. Lin Jingheng suspected that if the old commanders knew the truth, they Can perform a fried nest live, and then the chicken flying dog jumped and convicted him of hooliganism.

Lu Bixing raised his hand intimately on Lin Jingheng's shoulder, and said without hesitation: "He is very good to me, he has always taken care of me, and everything has been accommodated to me ... well, in all aspects."

Lin Jingheng always felt that the last phrase "all aspects" was very bad, so he gave him a kick.

Zheng Di smiled with relief when he heard it, and sighed afterwards: "Who is not good for you, he will not. At that time, the general said that Professor Mueller was busy with work and he did not like children. There was little hope in this life to hold himself. Have a child, take Jingheng as the biological support, chat in private, three words can not be separated from him, we have a female colleague said, this is not like 'natural', like the general born in person, we even him You know how many centimeters a year. "

Lu Bixing's eyes lit up, urging him to talk about Lin Jingheng's childhood.

Lin Jingheng said angrily, "Are you all right?"

Zheng Di didn't know the surname of Lin, so he deliberately reached out and gestured: "When it was first received, it was so high, it had a small head and a small neck, ignored people, and picky eaters. For more than a year, neither The general did not grow long, and the general was worried all day. He also specially invited a pediatric expert to consult. The expert said that it was all right, but it turned out to be all right. After eleven or twelve years old, people are just like fertilizing, and they are in a hurry a year The ground was about ten centimeters long, like a plasticine that suddenly stretched. The flesh couldn't keep up, and there was only one bone left. I wrapped myself into a ball every day. In order to make myself look like a person, I secretly covered my coat. Padded hangers stretched the shoulders. The general didn't know, slap it up, beep— "

Lin Jingheng used the driver's authority to block Commander Zheng from the communication channel.