However, this is not the time to fight verbal battles.

Technically speaking, the rainbow virus has indeed been conquered. If this is an era of peace, even in the eighth galaxy like the sewer, the rainbow virus may not have any serious consequences. But now it has reached the point of using nutrition needles for supplies. If a large-scale plague spread occurs, it is impossible to control the situation with the little manpower and material resources of Bai Yinjiu.

What's even more terrible is that this skeleton man caused panic in the narrow alleys and crowded crowds. The frightened little vendors rolled and crawled away from him. Screams and fear had spread and spread the virus first. Small carts of different shapes and robots with insufficient intelligence each collided into a ball, blocking the narrow path, which was simply difficult to move forward, and it was about to cause a step.

Lin Jingheng reached out and pushed Lu Bixing to the corner of the wall. At the same time, he stepped on a tilted shed beside him and jumped up. He grabbed the outer windowsill on the second floor, and threw himself up with both hands. The person who was peeping out the window was frightened by General Lin who suddenly jumped out and sat on the ground and ran away like a ghost.

The broken windowsill that had been disrepair had small cracks, and could not resist the weight of an adult man. Lin Jingheng stepped on it, and the cracks on the windowsill were already "rustling" and ready to bloom. Some of the bound shirts did not affect his movements. Lin Jingheng only stayed on the windowsill for a moment, and immediately rushed to a broken flagpole a few steps away. After the windowsill that had been plagued by this, it collapsed slightly, and the soil and rocks fell into the crowd. Unfortunately, the attackers almost had the illusion of overturning the world, fearing that the world would not be in chaos and spread rumors on the spot: "The earthquake!"

The flagpole is not a decisive needle. Under the huge impact force, it is difficult to bear the weight. Lin Jingheng climbed up the falling flagpole with the excellent sense of balance unique to the space force. When he was about to approach the top, the iron flagpole finally couldn't bear it anymore. The part connected to the base and the bracket was broken. He fell forward along the street, like an extremely tall pole in a pole vault, throwing Lin Jingheng out of the people's heads, and directly "flying" the flow of people blocking the road, smashing into the stairwell on the sixth floor of another small building.

Lin Jingheng supported himself with both hands to reduce shock, rolled into the stairwell, jumped to the top of the stairs in three steps and two steps, chasing the skeleton man from above.

When the messy crowded, Lu Bixing immediately picked up a little boy who had no time to run and raised it high above his head. When people ran forward in chaos, the elderly, young, sick and disabled who happened to be blocked in front of the crowd were easily pushed down. Once someone fell down, it would have a domino-like effect in such a narrow street.

People, animals that cannot run fast on two legs, step on them in groups, are not much safer than wild horses.

"Shh--" Lu Bixing smiled at the little boy who was about to cry and put him on a high place, and went into the commercial street broadcast like a melon-cut terminal of Galaxy City Inland Network. Then, he used a recording mini program as a microphone, pulled out a pocket-small hand/gun from his pocket, adjusted it to blasting mode, removed the silencer device, fired three shots into the sky, and shouted through the radio: "Everyone is stopped in place, don't move! We have antibodies to the rainbow virus!"

The crowd was stunned by the sudden loud noise and was quiet for a moment.

Lu Bixing took a breath and his voice came from the commercial street radio: "Hello everyone, the Alliance Silver Fortress Silver Ninth Guard Corps has now regained the Eighth Galaxy. It has just taken over the dysfunctional club base three hundred miles away. The order of the eight galaxy will be rebuilt soon. Please don't panic. The emergency antibodies of the Rainbow Virus are one of the regular drugs in the military. If there is any abnormal reaction, please seek medical treatment immediately for isolation and send it to the base for treatment."

He spoke one word and one word, which had a sense of clear speech and was not aggressive, and the panic of the crowd gradually declined.

"This is a narrow alley, which can easily cause stampede accidents. I repeat, don't panic, disperse freely and evacuate in an orderly manner," Lu Bixing said. "The rainbow virus was no longer a terminal illness a hundred years ago. Please believe that the alliance will not give up on any citizen... Let me pass it first."

The people of the Eighth Galaxy have always been immune to the Alliance's fake and empty words, but they saw Lu Bixing passing through the crowd, walking fast without rushing, and chasing against the flow of people in the direction of the skeleton people running away, as if they didn't take the rainbow virus seriously.

This indifferent attitude is a very effective sedative.

"I have never heard of it. I am a public citizen, not a civilian."

"What did he say just now? What army did the base occupy? Do we mean we have changed the government?"

"This government is more frequent than the socks."

"Who are you? What are you doing in the league? Do you speak effectively?"

Lu Bixing smiled and sarcastically filled his ears with sarcastic remarks, neither angry nor responded - he was in the mood to curse and point fingers at him, which meant that reason had come back and finally he would not step on the child to death.

The crowd pointed and pointed to him and gave him a passage. Lu Bixing passed by smoothly. Seeing Lin Jingheng waving at him not far away, the skeleton man disappeared.

Lu Bixing was stunned: "What, is it a space field?"

Lin Jingheng contacted Bai Yinjiu at the base and said something to the other end, and nodded at Lu Bixing. Just now, the skeleton man saw him falling from the sky, and was so scared that he even started the space field and fled.

The ground space field is quite similar to the space jump, but the principles are different. The ground space field can be said to be a torture. Whoever wears it knows. Those who are strong have to peel off their skin, let alone the body of the skeleton has rotted like that.

"Are you crazy?" Lu Bixing raised his wrist and quickly collected the residual energy radiation. "He passed through his state and had to be dismembered by the five horses before he landed on the ground - what about the time when the other party jumped into the space field?"

Lin Jingheng: "Standard time, thirteen:50:28 seconds."

"Okay, wait." Lu Bixing rolled up his sleeves and quickly simulated an energy decay model on his personal terminal. Time seemed to solidify in his hand. He followed the trace and grabbed the vague line. He quickly restored the space field opened by the skeleton man, and gave an accurate description - the ground space field usually ranged from eleven to thirty-six parameters, and the seventeen parameters of the space field jumped out of Lu Bixing's personal terminal.

"The destination has been derived." Lu Bixing passed the coordinates to him, "I will send them to Captain Tulan Guard at the same time."

Lin Jingheng sneaked out of Ulan Academy and sneaked out of Zhanlu to send Lu Xin to escape. He used the space field because the space field is extremely difficult to track and is a major safety hazard. Many places will use interference signals for the space field. He has never seen such a coquettish operation.

"Nothing," Lu Bixing shrugged, "This move can only be within three minutes after the space field is opened. After more than three minutes, the energy attenuation will be almost done, and the surrounding climatic conditions will also change. The tracking and positioning error often exceeds fifty kilometers, which is meaningless."

Lin Jingheng remotely controlled the mecha vehicle, parked at the nearest intersection, and entered the coordinates of Lu Wangxing's positioning: "Have this technology been patented?"

"No," Lu Bixing said, "this was a joke when I was young to run away from home."

"Okay, I will buy it out in the future. I will pay you the patent usage fee based on Class A military technology every year."

"Wow," Lu Bixing followed him into the mecha car, "General, are you keeping me?"

As he finished speaking, the mecha car seemed to be frightened by his words, and directly "flyed" out, and the huge acceleration slapped the people in the car side by side on the back of the chair.

Lin Jingheng was speechless and was silent for a while. He actually laughed, not knowing whether it was anger or helplessness.

Then, he opened the small storage compartment on the roof of the car and saw that there was only a space field balancer left inside, so he poked Lu Bixing like thunder.

As soon as Lu Bixing finished speaking, he was caught off guard and got an injection and shouted: "Mr. Lin, if you are in the nursing school at this level, you will have to stay in the grade for eight years!"

"The first galaxy has no nursing school, and the medical department only has scientific research direction." Lin Jingheng said, "I'll sit firmly, I'll open a space field."

Everything around began to twist, bizarre, and the messy energy changes drastically. The instruments on the mecha made various harsh noises. Lu Bixing felt that his internal organs were pestled in. The injected balance agent took effect quickly, isolating the sad feeling. He seemed to have become a rubber man who could be pulled at will.

A few seconds later, the mecha car passed through the space field and landed at the new coordinates. It immediately issued an overheating alarm. It almost jumped on the ground before it stopped. The energy was directly seen.

Because Lin Jingheng had experienced four consecutive jumps in the half-finished space field with his physical body, he didn't care about this impact. He just staggered when he got off the car and stood firm without waiting for Lu Bixing to help him.

From the map, the base is located in the southwest of Galaxy City, and this place should be north of Galaxy City.

This seemed to be an old site of an abandoned factory. There was a small man-made river in front of them, with a layer of untreated garbage floating on it. The dilapidated door was open, and a clock tower six or seven meters high stood next to it, with crows standing on it.

The clock on the clock tower is still walking loyally. Unlike the "standard time" in Lin Jingheng and others, it is the "private history" of the star. Because the autobiography cycles of each planet are different, the planet actually has its own timing method, and the "standard time" is only for arrogant interstellar visitors.

Lu Bixing himself likes to play with all kinds of strange techniques, so he often feels that there are several "secret weapons" in his pocket. Although he complains that the other party is crazy, he still optimistically believes that the reason why the skeleton man dares to penetrate the space field with bare hands may be because he has props of black technology - such as a more stable balancer... until they picked up the man's body under the bell.

Countless crows hovered over the carrion, salivating, but out of biological instinct, none of them dared to come down to taste the first bite.

Lin Jingheng put on gloves and took off the skeleton man's coat. He found that his spine seemed to have been broken into several pieces. His whole body was twisted in a strange posture. His left arm had basically rotted. The impact he suffered when he landed on the ground broke the joints that were barely connected. His forearm fell more than ten meters away with his hand bones - it was found under the guidance of the crow.

"Why?" Lu Bixing asked incomprehensible, "Did he... have he hurriedly opened the space field before he could hear what I said?"

Lin Jingheng said nothing.

When Lu Bixing used the radio to shout, they actually heard it, and the Skeleton Man opened the space field after listening.

Because those high-sounding big talk was too wishful thinking, and beautified both the people and the alliance, and everyone felt strange when they looked at each other.

The Alliance Charter stipulates that the Alliance will not give up any citizen.

And the citizens of the Eighth Galaxy are not citizens.

Just like the alliance calls all people from other regions "pirates", the eighth galaxy is a wild land between the "civilized world" and "pirates". The people in the eighth galaxy are not interstellar pirates that everyone can kill, but they are barbarians who have a close connection with them - similar to the cannibal tribe that eats raw meat and drinks blood, and are not my race.

In the Central Committee of the Alliance, everyone knows that the government of the Eighth Galaxy is a symbolic meaning, and its main task is to see and make up numbers. The anti-missile system in the capital Kailai was still more than a hundred years ago. Lu Xin had just recovered the Eighth Galaxy fashion. It has been nearly 140 years since then, and the world has changed. That thing has not been upgraded once.

Because of the semi-autonomous state of the Eighth Galaxy, many taxes and fees are difficult to collect, and the alliance's fiscal appropriations are sometimes missing. The government often falls into the dilemma of having no money to pay wages. Lin Jingheng took out a work permit from the dead, which read "Secretary-General of the Central Government of the Eighth Galaxy", like buying a house for five yuan at a flea market.

Lin Jingheng took off his gloves, turned out the emergency medical bag in the mecha vehicle, found the disinfection spray gun from it, and cleaned up the corpse with the virus: "I'm so sick, I can't help but start the space field and run here. There should be companions. I'll go in and take a look, you're waiting here."

Lu Bixing didn't listen to him and followed him directly.

Lu Bixing, who had just become slick and unfinished, was silent for a while and stepped on the weedy ground. He suddenly asked: "Lin, if you were still in the Silver Fortress when a pirate invades on a large scale, would you give up the Eight Galaxy if you had no choice?"

"If I were still in the Silver Fortress, the interstellar pirates would not have entered the alliance at all." Lin Jingheng paused, without saying politely to him, and said bluntly, "As for the Eighth Galaxy, of course, it is also the territory of the alliance, but if necessary, we will not defend it. Strategic temporary evacuation is acceptable."

Lu Bixing: "If necessary, I will give up the Eighth Galaxy as if I gave up a desert, right? Not only you, but the Alliance will also choose this way, and the ideology of the entire society thinks so."

Lin Jingheng made a pity without hesitation.

"Because we are savages in the desert and have unclear positions, when the alliance comes, they are alliance people, and when the pirates come, they are pirates. They lack souls and wisdom. They talk to us about the alliance charter and the declaration of freedom, and they are all playing the piano against the cow." Lu Bixing nodded, took a deep breath, and looked at the desolate and distant night... Lin Jingheng is not a sleek politician, and he will not do those big and inappropriate performance shows. He is also used to being a bastard, so he is even too lazy to maintain politically correct universal values. As long as he treats you as his own person, he basically only respects objective facts and says whatever he wants.

Lu Bixing: "So...If the rainbow virus really breaks out on Qimingxing, Bai Yinjiu will evacuate directly and will not waste medical treatment... Forget it, you need not say it, I understand, it's natural."

Just like except for extreme animal protection organizations, no one believes that animals should enjoy the same rights as humans—cats do not have portrait rights, dogs do not have privacy rights, mice in the laboratory do not have freedom of speech, and the most elite troops in the alliance will not stay because of chicken plague, which is natural.

"Baiyin Jiu is the smallest number of people among the Ten Silver Guards. It is a vanguard assault force. It does not have the qualities of large-scale rescue and disaster relief, nor does it have the public coordination ability and material reserves," Lin Jingheng said lightly, "If there is really an uncontrollable plague outbreak, direct evacuation is the only choice."

So it would be better not to happen like this. He thought, using his personal terminal to connect to the mecha vehicle and turned on the virus surveillance on the protective cover.

However, strangely, there was no big noise in the virus surveillance, but the armed alarm was on the rise.

Lin Jingheng suddenly grabbed Lu Bixing's shoulder and pushed him to the side. At the same time, the laser gun hit the place where Lu Bixing had just stood, and Lin Jingheng's sleeve was swept to a layer of charred black. He swept back with a shot, and a scream of pain came from behind the glass window of the old factory. The two of them looked at each other quickly and rushed in along the edge of the factory.

Lu Bixing kicked open the factory and broke the door. He happened to see a person dripping with blood. The staggering person ran to the corner. The skin with the ulcerated back of his neck was obviously infected with the rainbow virus.

"Hey, wait, we are not pirates of the dysfunction," Lu Bixing called him, "no malice!"

The other party turned a deaf ear.

Lu Bixing: "You are from the Eighth Galaxy Alliance Government, are you right?"
Chapter completed!