The central residential area in Galaxy City, which had just been laughed at by the Central Army commanders, was now set up to bring up a protective net. Occasionally, energy fluctuations were fluctuating and emitted special phosphorescence. The security team and security robots were waiting to form a circle, and flies could not fly in.

All the field robots from major media were blocked outside, blocking three layers inside and three layers outside, flying to a thick layer in the sky, and the bomber-like "buzzing" sounded randomly, with a spectacular scene covering the sky.

A near-local mecha car parked directly at the door of Lu Bixing's house, suspended in the air, and Bayer and a guard jumped down: "Commander, Chief, here."

Lu Bixing came out of the courtyard and nodded at them. Bayer looked at him and found that although his face was quite serious, he still couldn't see any negative emotions. He was always full of energy and always gentle and calm, which seemed to be a label that he couldn't tear off.

Bayer whispered: "There are media robots squatting around the track. I just asked someone to open a back door on the space field shielding network of Galaxy City Command Center. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I suggest that we can go directly to the space field channel now, which may feel a little uncomfortable... Can it be?"

Lin Jingheng: "I can't die, go."

Lu Bixing looked up at the overwhelming media outside, and he could still vaguely hear the vocals of people there from here. There were 10 billion eyes staring at him behind the camera, and 10 billion mouths opened and closed to him.

Lin Jingheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, grabbed his shoulder, and forced him onto the mecha car with half a belt: "Stop looking, get in the car first."

The near-local mecha vehicle made a muffled sound, and then the space field device was activated, and the flowers and grass around the mecha vehicle collectively "bumped their eyebrows and waists".

In the tinnitus, there is a slight distortion of time and space around it. Lu Bixing's overly sensitive ears can still hear the sound from the peripheral media, and the sound is dragged out of tune by the distorted space.

“…Is the so-called ‘Nuwa Project’ related to the rainbow virus?”

"General Lu, have you admitted that you had conducted a rainbow virus experiment in private?"

"In the 128th year of Votto, Prince Kelly launched the Ryinberg experiment, which caused the rainbow virus to rage, causing at least 300 million people to die in the eighth galaxy and displaced countless people, General Lu!"

"Is the last time the mutated rainbow virus broke out from Qimingxing because of this damn Nuwa plan? President Lu, can you come forward and answer?"

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The mecha car disappeared into the space field.

Lu Bixing closed his eyes gently, remembering that just a while ago, he was still in his own living room and said shamelessly that Qi Mingxing would replace the Eighth Galaxy.

It seemed as if he had grasped the line of the future fate of the eight major galaxies, but unexpectedly he slapped his mouth in the face in a blink of an eye.

It seems that you can't stand too high when you point out the country, as you can easily step on the air and fall into a badly beautiful position.

The silver light flashed in the near-local mecha vehicle, passing through the space field, and heading straight to the command center of Galaxy City.

Until the building of the command center was approaching, the questioning sounds still seemed to linger in my ears. Lu Bixing sat down and didn't move for a moment, gently pressing his ears.

"General Lu," at this time, the guards driving the mecha vehicle suddenly turned around and spoke a little restrainedly, "I know what they said is not true, I believe you."

Lu Bixing paused, then smiled a little surprised and said a bit: "Thank you for your trust."

"I... I am from Mora, and our family lives in a small town at the foot of a mountain in Mora. I don't know if you still remember that at the end of the fourth year of the Independence Age, I was sixteen years old. Morra's constant temperature system was damaged in the civil war, and the ground materials could not be transported, food, energy... The ammunition and food were exhausted. The armed forces occupied Mora, regardless of our life or death, were only concerned about war. Our whole family squeezed in front of a handmade alcohol lamp to keep warm, and my mother was frozen to death." The young guards and Lu Bixing were a little nervous and the tail sound was always trembling, as if they had not warmed up from that severe winter. "Later, the government army came and did not attack. First, they sent engineering teams to land, repair the constant temperature system, and under pressure, they were searched and chased by local armed forces every day... At that time, you led the engineering team in person, and I saw you very far away."

The mecha car stopped steadily, the engine calmed down, and the inside was silent for a moment.

"I want to tell you that I applied for the military academy because of you. After graduation, as an outstanding student, I entered Galaxy City to do security work. After hearing this, my father was so happy that he drank two bottles of 'survival wine' in one breath. I also took a photo of you in the command center, and my father had been hanging on the wall. I, I... I'm sorry, I know this was a violation..." The guard's face turned red and became more and more incoherent. He accidentally did not tell himself a little violation. He turned around in a panic and jumped off the mecha car, blushing and giving a heavy military salute, "General, please get off here!"

Bayer put his shoulders on his face and said with a smile: "Can's chief photographer? I have a promising future. Which team are you from? Let me talk to you later."

"Don't scare him." Lu Bixing lifted his two fingers to his temple, simulated a hat-taking action with his bare hands, and greeted the trembling guard, "Add a better filter to me, so you don't need to write a check."

Lin Jingheng held a cigarette in his mouth and waited for him a few steps away. He glanced at the trembling little guard. He pretended to be relaxed and whispered in Lu Bixing's ear: "In broad daylight, I'm flirting with a young man. Do you think I'm dead?"

Lu Bixing shook his empty hand at him and whispered: "Good things are all in demand, who told you not to write your name quickly?"

They walked out for a while and heard the little guard suddenly shouting behind him: "General, I stand behind you on behalf of Moralsing's 130 million survivors!"

Lu Bixing's steps suddenly stopped, and his face, which was almost as happy and unconscious as he practiced, a little heat surged up uncontrollably and rushed into his eyes.

"Well," Lin Jingheng turned his head and spit out a sip of white smoke in the direction of the little guard, "Then you have 10,130 million supporters now."

Lu Bixing lowered his head and smiled, forcibly blinked the heat in his eyes, and asked him, "Where did 10 billion come from?"

"Me," Lin Jingheng stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette to him and casually put on gloves, "I'm just one billion. If anyone has a different opinion, please come to me for an interview at any time."

After four more Votto standard time—

Heart of roses.

The eighth Galaxy exploded, and the burning feeling of boiling and rising quickly passed through a large amount of information and flew through a certain wormhole passage to reach the communication and reception platform of Rose Heart.

Silver III, which is confronting artificial intelligence, has just passed through the wormhole and arrived at the heart of the Rose at the same time the pilot part of the Central Army and the Alliance Army of the First, Second and Fourth Galaxy!

Poisson Yang quickly browsed a lot of information from the Eighth Galaxy in one glance: "They penetrated the Eighth Galaxy through some means... The information I posted to us before was a simplified version, and the big head is here!"

The only thing Artificial Intelligence shows them was a video and related physical examination reports. At first glance, it was confusing. The first reaction was to fake it - allies from all sides obviously believed it so much, and there was no such detailed ins and outs of Nuwa's plan. Artificial Intelligence actually put them behind their backs!

"I always feel that robots don't understand flexibility in thinking and setting, it's really a fucking old remnant of the Earth's era."

Thomas Yang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart and looked up: "How many other coalition forces and Votto refugees are stuck in the wormhole?"

A guard of Silver Three quickly estimated it and told him: "About half."

"General Yang, the First Galaxy Border Guards requested to speak to you."

"General Yang, the Alliance Army is asking..."

The blue veins on the back of Poisson Yang's hand jumped up: "What's the mess! Don't ask at this time, everyone should be warned!"

He finished speaking, and the high-energy warning in the mecha had arrived.

The artificial intelligence army, which had already been dormant opposite the Heart of Rose, seemed to have calculated the time. The quiet forward suddenly retracted, and the back team turned into the front team. The muzzles of thousands of missiles had already been warmed up, so they fired at the human coalition at such a panic moment!

All the starships that Voto refugees were temporarily included in the heavy armor. People who were ready to return home with infinite regret were firmly tied to their original position by safety ropes, holding their heads and curled up together.

The human coalition forces that had not had time to assemble were in a hurry to fight.

The last time we fought against the Free Legion, the commanders of each star system were together, with Lin Jingheng in charge. Although the human coalition came from different teams, they all followed his unified arrangement. Although there were some things that were not tacit enough, fortunately, the commander was experienced and the soldiers were well-trained, so it was considered to be moderate in advance and retreat.

At this time, only some of the pilot troops arrived at the Heart of Rose, and the commanders were all behind the formation. The human coalition was stuffed with all the real and fake information, and the huge conspiracy was coming, but they didn't know whether it was from in front of them or behind them. Bai Yin San seemed to have deceived them just now!

The hesitant coalition forces were like a mess, and the communication channel was in a mess, talking nonsense, and I didn't know who to listen to.

Bai Yin San had to hold on to the front. This technical soldier who rarely went to the front line barely withstood the first wave of attacks from the Artificial Intelligence Legion. More than half of the mechas were forced to replace the drivers and retreat hundreds of kilometers in one go.

Thomas Young shouted: "They want to expand and build their own mechanical empire. Do you want to be trapped by robots and die in the Eighth Galaxy? Stop making a noise!"

"Do the enemy's communication," Poisson Yang said quickly, "I'll curse a few words. You can find a way to crack the encryption of the other party's communication network and interfere with their internal communication."

"Long Yuan!" The communication against the enemy was quickly connected, and Poisson Yang roared, "It has been agreed that twenty-four hours. What does it mean to open fire now? Is it shameless!"

"According to interstellar practice, oral agreements have no legal effect."

Poisson Young: "Did you make up the bullshit star convention yourself?"

"No, General Yang, I have checked all the cases involving oral agreements in the archives of the Military Commission. The search results show that a total of 1,634 times were recorded, of which only 506 times both parties abide by oral agreements. Therefore, we believe that it is not inappropriate to break the oral agreements." Long Yuan said with a reasonable and reasonable basis, "According to the latest evaluation, we believe that the probability of your party taking action first is more than 95%, so we have to open fire first. Please forgive me. The chipmaker is in the Eighth Galaxy, and we will go to the Eighth Galaxy to personally eliminate the terrible chip technology."

Poisson Yang: “…”

It's really a hell, and it has big data support!

Why do stupid humans record their treason in such detail?

"The other party's communication encryption has been cracked." Fortunately, the technical elites of Baiyin San did not lose their links under heavy pressure.

The internal communication network of artificial intelligence was immediately damaged on a large scale, and the rapid advancement forward immediately lost control for a short time. The human coalition, which came back to its senses, quickly put the secondary contradiction aside, concentrated its strength against the enemy, and fought back with a wave of counterattacks, "cutting off" a corner of the pioneer who broke into the Rose Heart of the Pioneer.

However, no one cheered.

"Annihilation of enemy mechas during combat is called 'annihilation of vital forces'," Poisson Yang smiled bitterly, "What are we calling this?"

Every well-trained space force is piled up with money and time, and one death is a loss. However, there is no one in the mecha of the Artificial Intelligence Legion. There are still many people who smash one. All the military reserves of the entire First Galaxy were called by them. Even if the entire human coalition's missiles were fired, they would not be able to hurt the other party.

Thomas Young breathed heavily: "At this time, we can only treat dead horses as living horses. Just drag it until all the coalition forces arrive."

He said, and looked at the time anxiously again: "There is a certain randomness in passing through the wormhole area. They may arrive early or delay. It would be great if the rest of them happened to arrive early. If they could show up immediately, we would have a turnaround."

"What if it's going to be delayed? One day, two days, I don't know how long... we people can't last forty-eight hours," Poisson Young smiled bitterly, "History has started to roll dice again. Whose head will be smashed this time?"

Thomas Young suddenly thought of something, and the blood on his face suddenly faded.

I heard Poisson Yang continue to ask: "What should we do when we can't hold on?"

If a large number of coalition forces were still in the wormhole passage, the artificial intelligence army would first break through the defense of Rose Heart, what should they do?

Break the wormhole passage and wrap half of the artificial intelligence army and the coalition forces together into the turbulence of time and space?

Or let them enter the Eighth Galaxy?

"General Yang," a scout on the front line reported, "a large number of mechas came from the military fortresses of the First Galaxy and were transported into the Artificial Intelligence Legion."

"General Yang!" The troops originally belonged to the Alliance Army and the First Galaxy Border Guards were the best aware of the situation of the First Galaxy, and at the same time issued a reminder in the communication channel, "The armed reserves of the First Galaxy are beyond your imagination. If they continue to call in such infinite amounts, the missile hit rate of these people is not enough to fight even if it is as high as 100%. You have to think of some other solutions!"

"Energy Warning--"

Poisson Young: "What!"

"General, several AI armed forces bypass the transition point and invade from the 'non-waterway area', are approaching us quickly!"

This non-waterway area was passed by the Liberty Legion Lin Jingshu when she sneaked into the Rose Heart. They learned it faster!

"The flank of the second galaxy Central Army was attacked."

"The other party's communication network is recovering, and encryption is being upgraded-"

"General Yang, we are surrounded!"

Poisson Young could hear the clamor of his arteries, and a lot of blood was afraid that he would not be enough, so he desperately filled his head along his neck. Various alarms were like enemies in the chaos of the battle, constantly thrusting into his ears.

He suddenly blocked the internal communication channel and turned to meet Thomas's gaze.
To be continued...