Tulan seemed to have broken the language area in her mind on the door panel. No normal person understood what she was calling. When several technical oters in the engineering department saw her pulling the collar of the head, they thought that the two had been fighting for more than ten years and finally had to fight. Given that "only cursing the streets and not fighting" has always been the highest purpose of the engineering department, the technical oters collectively stepped back three feet and were preparing to go out and call the security guard.

But Lu Bixing understands it.

Because for some people, some wounds have been covered with scars that have become untouchable scales. Even a word, a punctuation, or a breeze can sting there. His pupils slightly contracted, and his jaw became obviously tense, but it was only a moment.

Then, Lu Bixing gently pinched Tulan's wrist, pulled her disrespectful hand away, and asked without changing his face: "Are you saying that the guards of the accompanying expedition team captured the communication key of the Silver Ten Guards near the Heart of the Rose?"

Tulan opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Lu Bixing waved her hand and interrupted her.

As soon as he twisted his wrist, he made a map of the interstellar waterway of the first galaxy on his personal terminal, which hung down from the roof of the command center and covered the ground.

Lu Bixing stood up and walked to the underwater map leisurely: "We are now making a general judgment based on limited information. I remember that in those days, the Central Army and the Alliance were intermittent, and the Pirates Glorious Regiment, and the MORD will act independently. The multilateral war was very stalemate. It seems that things have changed a little now. The Alliance is likely to unite the Central Army of various major galaxies again. The MORD will not make any movement. First, it is better to be dormant, and the Glorious Regiment is ready to surrender."

"The Glorious Group controls the First Galaxy, and the First Galaxy is the treasure of the new astral civilization. It is impossible for both sides to bombard missiles randomly like in the Eighth Galaxy. They have been grinding each other for more than ten years and finally have a peaceful and prosperous era. Someone comes out to make trouble. Judging from the chip control methods, it seems that the "Freedom Legion" that was not a climate in the early years. General Tulan said that the communication key of the Silver Ten Guards was captured near the Heart of the Rose, and it is likely to be for this wave of pirates. From this point of view, the climate-forming armed forces outside are probably gathered together now, which just happened to make us catch up."

Tulan couldn't help but say: "No, the general leader, the ten silver guards are connected to each other, and the communication key summoned by the unified command uses a different encryption system, which is the rule..."

"In the history of the alliance, the Ten Silver Guards have been in a contractual relationship with the alliance for most of the time and do not obey command. It is said that at this time, you usually have another decision-making mechanism. I didn't expect that after so many years, the summoning collection is still using the old encryption method. It's very nostalgic, but it's not very/safe." Lu Bixing looked straight into Tulan's eyes, "Why, General Tulan, what else do you want to say?"

Tulan looked at his eyes and suddenly couldn't say anything. She suspected that except for the heartless artificial intelligence like Zhan Lu, no one dared to mention the words "Lin Jingheng may still be alive" under the gaze.

Lu Bixing picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of the coffee ground in the morning. The coffee was still warm. A misty white vapor emerged from the mouth of the cup, which obliterated all the emotions in his eyes. He answered his words as if nothing had happened: "It is said that when the human activity area expanded, if you were not careful, large animals in the surrounding environment would easily become extinct. Instead, inconspicuous cockroaches and mice could easily integrate into any human society. Sure enough, whether it was 'imperial' or 'ism', the two major pirate organizations fell one after another. However, these low-level drugs that started with drug trafficking became a major concern for the alliance. We were lucky to close the Eighth Galaxy in time. Zhan Lu - Draw some personnel from the Engineering Department, Information Department and War Preparation Planning Department, and I want a comprehensive intelligence analysis team."

"yes!"

"What intensity of energy disturbance can the wormhole stabilization device used by the expedition team withstand? How much is the stability of the wormhole compared to the absence of a stabilization device? Give me an estimate as soon as possible."

"General, the relevant data are already being analyzed."

"Zhan Lu, help me review the Alliance's previous research level of natural wormhole areas, and know yourself and your enemy."

"Okay, Principal Lu."

"besides……"

Tulan exhaled silently, standing there in a daze, listening to him orderly circling the group of people, and realizing the difference between Lu Bixing, the chief general and Edward.

When President Edward looked at the alliance, he always looked up to him, whether with yearning or resentful eyes. He always felt that the Eighth Galaxy was part of the alliance and regarded the Alliance Central Committee as an unattainable "orthodox". He agreed to "independence", but probably never thought until his death that he would compete with the alliance one day.

After the eleven years of independence, Lu Biling went through endless wars and scrambles, and re-casted the eighth Galaxy regime with blood and fire. At this time, he looked at the alliance indifferently. In his eyes, there was nothing scary, nothing invincible, and nothing invincible to defeat. He would carefully evaluate the opponent's strength, and then calculate whether to step forward or hold on with a tight guard.

"General Tulan," Lu Bixing called her after he had assigned a circle of tasks, "Come with me."

Tulan came to his senses and quickly followed.

Lu Bixing took her to the corridor. The command post of Galaxy City Base was bright and clean. Through the windows of the high-rise buildings, you could see the entire Galaxy City Base. The huge mecha mail station was entrenched not far away, and the heavy armor of Yishui - produced from the eight-galaxy own military factory - described it as solemn and pointed quietly in a certain direction in the sky, just like the military fortress in the center of the alliance back then.

The civil war almost destroyed the Eighth Galaxy in a few years, and in a sense, it also made them so hard. At this time, there were no rookies in the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Forces who had just learned to start the mecha. Everyone was through many battles, like the Gu King who survived in a sealed jar.

Lu Bixing asked Tulan: "How likely are you to use the Ten Silver Guards for me?"

Tulan didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Oh, nothing," Lu Bixing smiled. "I asked you to come out because I wanted to ask you to help me do something. I need your Self-Defense Forces to formulate a special strategic plan based on the wormhole characteristics we have mastered, focusing on how to transport enough people out of the wormhole, and how to operate if an emergency occurs and need to retreat from the wormhole."

Tulan was stunned: "You want to..."

"I'm going to go there. The Eighth Galaxy is isolated from other galaxies for eleven independent years. I'm going to see where everyone has gone." Lu Bixing paused, "Of course, I'm also interested in the Pirates' Free Legion. If possible, it's better to get some of their stuff back and study it without reference, at least prevent it."

"It's been more than ten years, and it's time for everyone to show off each other's blades," Lu Bixing said this, and waved his hand at Tulan without saying a word, "Go and prepare."

No one surrounded him again and held a meeting to criticize him, a non-armed person, for not going to the front line. Now he goes wherever he wants, and just goes with anyone he just says "get ready" in an understatement.

Tulan looked at him deeply, but she couldn't see any clues from Lu Bixing's face, and she didn't know whether he simply wanted to be a messing stick who was afraid of the world's chaos, or was thinking about pursuing the misty signal.

For a moment, Tulan suddenly regretted that if she had let Lu Bixing leave the Eighth Galaxy and live and die with that person outside the jump point, would the matter have another result?

But regret is such an internal friction, and every villain has to learn to control this emotion. Tulan bowed his head and quickly shifted his attention to the huge workload. He responded and left quickly.

At the edge of the first galaxy, the forces of the Free Legion and the Alliance were gathering, and the two sides had been silently confronting each other for several days.

The infrastructure on the planet, mainly tourists, is insufficient, and supplies are mainly supplied by the outside world. They cannot be self-sufficient in daily life. The pirates did not kill the pirates. They just "misunderstood" the nutrition needle storage warehouse as soon as they landed. In the case of internal and external barriers, the planet was immediately short of food and drinking water, and there was a large-scale shortage of food and drinking water, and the miserable was everywhere.

The pirates did not block the hostages' signals and allowed the desperate hostages to speak out for help every day.

The first galaxy, Votto, in the early morning, the parliament hall was filled with people, silent, just like before the war.

The Central Committee of the Alliance has retaken in Votto, which is the tenth day of the planetary kidnapping.

But looking closely, the parliamentary hall at this time was different from before the war. Before the war, the central position was left for the Eden Management Committee. The members of the galaxy were clearly divided, with the management committee as the core, sitting around in their own territory. The elegant politicians were good at dancing. The Military Commission was at the rear of the edge, like a group of silly people who were incompatible with contemporary civilization. However, at this time, the parliamentary hall was almost full of military uniforms of various branches of the army, so neatly that they felt oppressive.

The old Marshal Woolf arrived late.

"Marson," a veteran general with the rank of general broke the silence. "People from all over the First Galaxy are organizing solidarity. We are just condemning and stalemate, so what should we do? You have to give a charter."

The commander-in-chief of the First Galaxy responded: "In about a week, the Serbian star will turn away from the dangerous area of ​​the Heart of Rose. I am afraid that the pirates will move at that time."

He finished speaking, the door of the parliament hall was pushed open, and Wang Allen walked in quickly: "They have already made moves."

He said, with a swing of his wrist, a video news was thrown from his personal terminal in the middle of the parliamentary hall: "The Pirates have just announced a referendum on the kidnapped planet for a week."

"Pirates hold a referendum? Isn't this a joke! What do they vote?"

Wang Allen did not answer, and the referendum was already published in the video - whether the old warlord Woolf had committed a crime against humanity.

The parliament hall was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Marshal Woolf sitting upright on the rostrum.

Woolf calmly made a gesture to suppress the sound.

"Either press the vote as they want, or die," Wang Allen said in a deep voice. "You don't have to think about the result of the referendum. They did this not only insult the old marshal himself, but also mocked the spirit of liberal democracy, the cornerstone of the alliance. We must take strong actions. Ninety-five hours later, the Serbian star will leave the danger zone of the Heart of Rose. The strategic analysis department believes that the pirates will take the opportunity to occupy the planet in full and we will take it before that. In order to coerce the alliance, the other party did not block communications. The protoplanetary garrison has been contacting us with a secret code. It is said that some residents on the planet are trying to break through to the Heart of Rose, and some have successfully escaped from the Serbian star, which shows that the pirates are also very concerned about the Heart of Rose and dare not go deep into the restricted area. I suggest going around the Heart of Rose and raid from the rear."

In the eighth Galaxy, Lu Biling never slept all night. He was preparing to personally bring an elite of the armed and engineering department to the wormhole area to explore the depth. Tulan and the engineering department made complete preparations, but there were still dangers, so there were a lot of work on hand that needed to be handed over in different categories.

Zhan Lu was very quiet and was already used to his schedule.

At dawn, Lu Bixing sent his last work email, drank the herbal tea and took it directly to Zhanlu.

When the fleet approached the wormhole area, Lu Bixing opened a report on his personal terminal - the earliest routine work report sent back by the expedition team, describing their experiences when they passed through the wormhole area. Among them, Mint mentioned a model of an ecological cabin, which happened to be the one he picked up outside the β-star in Beijing that year.

Whether Lin Jingheng made a mistake or had plans back then, he really came through the Eighth Galaxy that passed through the Wormhole Area.

The remote communication key from more than ten years ago... Primitive people all know that it is common sense to change passwords regularly. Although the remote communication key is much more complicated than ordinary passwords, it is not without the risk of being cracked. It sounds unreasonable that the Silver Ten Guards have used a contact key for so many years.

So...who is still using the old key?

"Principal Lu," Zhan Lu suddenly spoke, "You seem to feel a little uncomfortable. Do you need a medical cabin?"

"No." Lu Bixing came to his senses by his scream. He suddenly found that there was a dangerous area in his heart, and he hurried forward to extinguish it.

For the first time, he repaired the Zhanlu system with fantasy, and Zhanlu broke his fantasy in his own words.

The second time, he went through the wormhole crazy to search for clues about that person, but clues told him, "If you die of this heart, don't dream in the daytime."

"There can't be a third time." Lu Bixing thought.

I'm so stupid that I can't cheat the corpse after falling to death three times in the same place.

He should have accepted the reality calmly, accepting that the man, like Lao Lu and Edward, has left him... just a little further away.

Lu Bixing gathered his thoughts and changed the subject with Zhan Lu: "By the way - have you found someone who matched my mother in your database?"

This matter is a long story. When Lu Bixing found that Lin Jingheng and the One-Eyed Eagle had something to hide from him, he tried to investigate, but there were no clues. Moreover, it was a private matter. Lu Bixing didn't have much time to put it on private matters, so when he found out, there were some things he had. Only occasionally when Zhan Lu was too broad, he used this for him to do something.

The intersection between Lin Jingheng and the One-Eyed Eagle seems to be the only relationship with Lu Xin except himself. According to Zhan Lu, the two of them have a feud because General Lin came to the Eighth Galaxy to ask for the relics of Mrs. Lu, and the way is not very friendly.

Lu Bixing had a sudden whim when he was half-dream and half awake one day, thinking that Lu Xin's wife escaped to the Eighth Galaxy, and was born in the same year as him. Will his mother, whom he had never met before, have anything to do with her?

Mrs. Lu was a well-known scholar during her lifetime, and the information was not difficult to find. Lu Bixing found a photo of the one-eyed eagle left for his mother and asked Zhan Lu to help investigate. As expected, nothing was found.

This reminded Lu Bixing of that long-lasting question - the one-eyed eagle told him that his mother was a scholar who taught and educated people. Lu Bixing tried to check when he was a child, but did not find out which school she was from, and guessed that she might have come from an alien system. It just so happened that Zhan Lu had run the Forbidden Fruit System. Although it had stopped, the data was still there, and anyone who had registered in the Garden of Eden could be found. In order to make Zhan Lu watch less reptile movies, he found something for this aesthetically mysterious artificial intelligence.

"No, I'm sorry, Principal Lu," Zhan Lu replied, "I have screened more than 2,000 suspected people based on the appearance and identity characteristics of this lady. Compared with the genes in your brain, none of them matched them."

Lu Bixing was a little surprised: "Not this person? Could it be that Lao Lu made it up and fooled me?"

Why does the One-Eyed Eagle fool him with such things?

The safety prompt began to sound in the mecha, telling everyone that they had arrived at the wormhole area. Lu Bixing absent-mindedly put on the oxygen mask in the space suit, put on the safety rope, and thought to himself: "I can't have it himself, right?"

"Zhan Lu, ignore her identity conditions and screen my genes and..."

Without saying a word, the unstable wormhole vortex arrived early and swallowed up Lu Bixing's remaining words. Zhan Lu had only time to save half of his order-

The size of time in the wormhole has quietly passed ninety hours outside.

Deep in the heart of the rose, the general manager of the Eighth Galaxy opened his eyes and saw the first time in the first place filled with smoke.

On the hostage star, the "referendum" result counted for an hour, and the Serbian star was about to leave the edge of the Heart of the Rose. The alliance issued the twelfth warning to the pirates and ignored it, so it exposed its muzzle to the pirates.

On this day, at four o'clock in the morning of Votto, the interstellar pirates fired their first shot and met the approaching Alliance Army on the outer channel of the hostage planet.

Meanwhile, the Alliance Central Army, stationed at the edge of the First Galaxy, risked their lives to penetrate the Heart of the Rose and prepare to circumnavigate behind the pirates.

This performance of "Yellow Bird Behind" was full of eyes hidden deep in the heart of the rose.

The Expeditionary Team's Mint drove several "primary mechas" at the forefront. The weak energy reaction of the primary mechas was easily covered by the interference of the Heart of Rose. The Central Army of the Alliance, which sneaked in the Heart of Rose, did not notice it at all. The entire team was captured by Mint with a military recorder and passed it to Lu Bixing in its original place.

"How to say, the Alliance Army is weaker than I thought." Lu Bixing, a man from the Engineering Department pointed to various parameters of the mecha and said, "Although the troops are sufficient, the military mecha does not seem to have much improvement compared to eleven years ago."

A person from an intelligence analysis team said: "There may not be any advantage in pirates. The defense in the direction of Rose Heart cannot even defend against unarmed starships. I have long said that they will be ambushed by people, the general manager..."

"Shh," Lu Bixing whispered, "Look carefully."

The expedition team quietly used their own technology to block the unstable space caused by the turmoil in the wormhole area for the Alliance ambush, allowing the Alliance Central Army to pass through the legendary restricted area without any danger.
To be continued...