However, the one-eyed eagle was not grateful for this kindness.

After hearing this sentence similar to "close the door and let the dog go", the one-eyed eagle jumped on the spot and almost surpassed the hairline: "Isn't it just to get rid of a few little pussy? Are you as for pretending to be such a big galaxy? Lin Jingheng, you can't survive without posing, right?"

Lin Jingheng replied lightly: "Your Majesty will see whatever you think in your heart."

The stinky sister also came to her senses. The slender and unsightly man showed admirable backbone under the pressure of eight missiles and threw a voice: "Bah, I still have three thousand brothers, we would rather die than surrender!"

Lin Jingheng sneered: "Want to give me three thousand heads? You're so polite, why are you so embarrassed?"

Lu must-win: "…"

Regardless of General Lin's mental strength, this mouth that usually speaks silently is really amazing in combat. He will not be at all inferior to the enemy and us.

Just as he shook his head with amusement and helplessness, Lin Jingheng glanced at him accidentally. For a moment, the former league general's heart skipped a beat, and he suspected that his image in Lu Bixing's heart was not very good.

He doesn't respect the elderly and doesn't like the young, has a bad temper, and likes to be polite.

But what can I do? During his long military career, "showing" and "pretending to act" have become part of his life.

In the First Galaxy, no one cares about how many wars the generals fought, how many pirates were wiped out, what military theories and defense opinions were there - topics are everything. Whether it is praise or infamy, it doesn't matter even if the media has a lot of bad news, as long as it is not forgotten by the people who have been peaceful for more than two hundred years.

Because Votto needs someone like him, the Alliance Council needs a stark, arrogant, and vicious image of an autocrat and dictator who can't help him, to be a public villain.

The alliance is "equal and free". What should the equal and free alliance use to prevent the seven major galaxies from having military autonomy? This is unreasonable, so there must be such a "big villain" standing on the stage. He must be able to hold back his position and hold hatred, so that the central government of the alliance "can't do anything" to the public, "We can't do anything about this person, but we are not afraid of power and are always fighting hard."

The parliament needs a tough villain, and the Military Commission needs him as Lu Xin’s successor to become a mascot that balances the internal rifts of the military. Over the years, he has been deliberately maintaining such an image and wandering among all parties.

Otherwise, why can a young man less than a hundred years old climb to such a high position?

Could it be that he still has the ability?

Since he left the alliance, Lin Jingheng has tried countless times to abandon this shackle-like "image" and find his self buried alive back then.

However, thirty years have passed, and he no longer remembers what he should have been.

Maybe he is just a person who can't survive without posing.

"You can try to link the Spirit Network now," Lin Jingheng suddenly said, "Zhanlu's Spirit Network is attached to it. I can let him properly open his authority according to your mental level."

The four students were stunned, but they didn't expect that the sentence was said to them without beginning and signed.

Because no one answered for a moment, the scene was a little awkward, Lin Jingheng had to pretend to be careless and add: "But only a short while, such a small mecha could not withstand Zhan Lu's energy consumption."

Lu Bixing jumped up: "What are you still standing there? Naughty kid, why are you not smart at all!"

One-eyed eagle: "You are too shameless to win people's hearts with Zhanlu!"

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

This is Zhan Lu, the first legendary mecha in the league. How many opportunities can a person have to see a heavy mecha in his life? Not to mention feeling his spiritual network in person!

Unlike the simple and crude little mecha spiritual network, Zhan Lu, who has artificial intelligence, is like a considerate nanny. The moment the students enter the spiritual network one by one, he quickly evaluates each person's mental power level and automatically blocks most of the information flow for them.

He even played the old music box very properly and asked Mint: “Will this help relieve your anxiety?”

"...Uh, thank you, no need to do this." Mint was fed with goose bumps by the weird aesthetic of artificial intelligence, and quickly declined tactfully, "I'm mainly afraid of empty space. There are so many people outside now, it doesn't matter... Then what, can I close it? This sound reminds me of many horror movies."

Zhanlu's spiritual network is extremely vast. When he first arrived, it makes people feel thrilling. He vaguely remembered the shock of looking up at the boundless galaxy for the first time when he was young.

It was not until this time that the students discovered that the stinky sister and his crowded thugs were all clearly displayed within the mecha's field of vision. Within their eyesight, they could even vaguely see their two nests outside the day of sailing.

Human consciousness is wrapped in such a spiritual net, and has a special feeling, as if he is an ant in the vast ocean, as if he has left his tiny body and has become the only true god in the boundless territory.

Boundless loneliness, but also boundless freedom.

This is Zhan Lu, the famous sword that was abandoned twice by the alliance.

The teenagers didn't know that except for Zhan Lu's two masters, no one was allowed to enter this field.

"Follow me." Lin Jingheng's voice sounded in everyone's ears, "Don't be afraid of mechas, nor do you resist the spirit network. Mechas are partners, not enemies."

"General Lin," White asked carefully, "Zhan Lu is quite gentle, but I still think that 'Beijing'... and the high-quality imitation spirit network used for training on 'Beijing' are all terrible."

Lin Jingheng: "The little mecha is just shoddy and stupid, just get used to it."

As he spoke, Zhanlu's spiritual network surged in slight waves. Through the perspective of the mecha, time and space became completely different. Where the mecha superimposed with other mechas, one could clearly feel the existence of spiritual networks.

The students felt like they were being held in a snail and rushed towards an enemy's spiritual net, and collectively let out a short scream.

However, the next moment, they found that they had integrated into it. The other party's spiritual network was like a dismantled chip, placed in front of them in a row. Lin Jingheng intended to let them see clearly the entire process of invading the spiritual network, and the dismantling was very detailed.

Teacher Lu took advantage of the situation: "Although the performance of the opponent's mecha is better than that of Beijing, the matching degree of this driver is only a little over 50%. It should be the first time he drove out the mecha and it is a parallel cargo."

He stopped talking, and the other party seemed to feel his spiritual net being invaded. He was so scared that he was speechless on the spot. In panic, his mental power fluctuated and the matching degree fell below the 50% line. Without waiting for anyone to take action, he would be "disconnected".

"The problem with novices is the same as you guys, and their psychological quality is not good." Lu Bixing said quickly, "You can feel the interface of the other party's spiritual network? The lower the matching degree, the larger the gap in the interface, the more likely it is to be invaded by people with strong mental power. The opponent's driver fainted, the matching degree is zero, and the interface is completely empty. Now, you can use the standard steps to link the mecha to the spirit network. If the docking is successful, you can control it in reverse. Don't be afraid, the general is here."

He was arrogant and treated Lin Jingheng as an assistant teacher.

Lin Jingheng didn't say anything. The stinky sister's mechas were all covered by the Zhanlu Spiritual Network. They were swept over by him like the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves. The other party was frightened and could not understand why this big little mecha had such a big spiritual network.

It was too late to retreat again. The formation of the "choir" was in chaos. Sister Stinky brought a group of parallel truck drivers from somewhere. They might have been temporary workers who were in a hurry to train. Half of the manpower was lost when the collision accident was damaged. If they made mistakes, they would have been disconnected and randomly. Sometimes, the mecha was successfully controlled by a few students and a few blind cats hit a dead rat. Because it was basically impossible to open, the mecha that was controlled in the reverse direction went crazy and rushed into the pig and dog, making various strange actions on the spot, which caused quite a lot of panic.

A huge mecha team was swept away in a blink of an eye.

However, Lin Jingheng was not able to be powerful for too long. Once three minutes arrived, Zhanlu almost exhausted the energy of the small mecha in Beijing. The low-energy storage alarm of the mecha sounded and it was hard to sustain it.

One-eyed eagle: "I just said that I was struck by lightning. Zhan Lu, you are too power-consuming!"

"Wait," Lu Bixing said, "the other party sent a call request."

Lin Jingheng: "Switch off the alarm and connect."

The "backbone" stinky sister "will rather die than surrender" shouted to them: "Stop, big boss, one-eyed eagle brother, I was wrong, I don't know Mount Tai! I'm a bastard! Not a thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, only the guaranteed energy was left in the mecha Beijing. The spiritual network spread out by Zhanlu was forced to dissipate, and the artificial intelligence turned into a robot again and fell on Lin Jingheng's arm.

Lin Jingheng and the One-Eyed Eagle stood in Beijing where the electricity was almost exhausted, perfectly maintaining the expression of "I'll know you, let you go first", like two laity masters who can kill and kill.

Sister Stinky was successfully frightened by them. She felt that the pressure had just disappeared. She thought she had surrendered in time. She quickly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled flatteringly: "Brother One-Eyed Eagle is right. Facing a public enemy of humanity like Prince Cale, we should share the same hatred for the enemy! Now everything is ready, but this person is missing... What do you call me?"

Lin Jingheng ignored the word: "Lin."

"What? You are the fourth brother of the black hole. Oh, you're looking back for a long time, it's better to see him at first sight!" The stinky sister opened her mouth and showed him two front teeth with diamonds. "We just lack talents like the fourth brother! One-eyed eagle brother is my relative, brother. He has always given me discounts before doing business. Today, he brought me the fourth brother here again. It's a bright future! To be honest, I haven't been so lucky in a long time. I have to check the days when I go back. It must be my unlucky birth star retrograde that has ended!"

Lin Jingheng has a deeper understanding of the integrity of the people in the Eight Galaxies.

In this way, the commander-in-law, the stinky sister, forced them back to her nest with a smile, leaving behind a bunch of mechas with the driver unconscious, floating in the universe with indescribable pain, waiting for recycling.

Several people came to the underground kingdom of smugglers, which was an artificial space station. From the sky, it was estimated that it was about 10,000 square kilometers, and half of the area was used to store mechas and weapons. The population seemed quite dense. In the era of the Nova Epiphany, such a dense population was rarely seen.

"The space is a little limited," said the stinky sister. "In the past, it was just a supply station, but now it's impossible to live in people. A small place where farts can hit the heels, living in tens of millions of people, which is really at its limit, and we are also worried."

The one-eyed eagle said coldly: "You'd better not play tricks. Even if we get off the mecha, it's not a problem to kill you."

The stinky sister smiled bitterly: "Brother, I owe you money. The final payment signed on the contract is 300 million yuan, so I will give it to you now. Do you want it?"

Because of the huge gap between the rich and the poor, the eight major galaxies had to use different currencies. The currencies of different galaxies had a certain exchange rate. The full name of the eighth galaxy is "the common currency of the Eighth galaxy" and is abbreviated as "Eighth Coins". In peaceful times, it was no longer valuable to get the other seven galaxies. Now the entire alliance government is shaky, and the panic Eighth galaxy is again warned by interstellar pirates, and the eighth coins are no different from waste paper.

"To be honest, we have enough material reserves here, we have ample weapons and mechas, but they are useless, they really lack effective combat power. We chose a group of people who can see it like a general, and finally taught them how to operate the mechas... You can also see the level." The flattering look on the stinky sister's face disappeared a little, and she took them to the main street.

Although it is just a space station, it already has a very lifelike atmosphere. Some people set up stalls on the street, and the small flies on the roadside restaurant just opened. Some people are drying clothes on the open-air balcony. When they heard the sound, they looked down curiously. Several children chased and whizzed by, shouting very civilizedly: "I want to blow you into dogs/shit! Tutou--"

"Now people are panicked outside, and no one knows how long we can hide here," Sister Stinky fell down and looked at Lin Jingheng. "I have heard of Fourth Brother before. Since I have the fate to meet today, I will not say secret words - Beijing β and Kelly Star can no longer go back. News has been heard in the past few days that Prince Kelly guards have blown up three planets in total, blocked the interstellar path, and called the remaining planet representatives to come over for a meeting, forcing them to admit their rule. I know, you must be homeless now. I am not afraid of you..."

The one-eyed eagle sneered.

The stinky sister was three feet thick and pretended not to hear it, and continued to say sincerely: "I respect people who are capable - it is also said that if you take revenge or not, there are tens of millions of people here, and there are many old, young, women and children. Since I come to join me, I have the responsibility to protect them. I will snipe you outside the atmosphere because we are timid and afraid of strangers. But now that the misunderstanding has been resolved and the enemy is turned into friends, I think that there is no other place to go anyway. Why not just stay and join our Self-Defense Forces? Isn't everyone a win-win situation?"

The one-eyed eagle said coldly: "Yes, if you can beat me, kill someone to silence me. If you can't beat me, try to hook up and turn enemies into friends and be thugs for you. Stinky sister, your head is not so big that you can grow up in vain, and you are becoming more and more calculating."

The stinky sister looked salivating: "Where are, there are more awards than awards. In fact, it is not only in terms of defense, but also in terms of technology. This space station was not originally a residential person. Now the load and artificial atmosphere are very urgent. We lack technical experts. My man has made such a broken net by numb and tigers. I didn't expect you to crack it as soon as I met you. Also, I grew up so big, and it was the first time I saw such a small mecha with such a large area of ​​spiritual net. It was simply hope that God sent me... Alas, I'm here."

He parked under a tall building. The architectural style of the tall building looked very jewel-like, just like the stinky sister herself. There was a sign on the main entrance, wrapped in neon lights, like a nightclub, and it read: "The Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force."
Chapter completed!