Can Ci Pin/Imperfections(残次品)BL by Priest

Chapter 80

There's a deformable ice bag that was twisted into the shape of a beanbag in the medical cabin. Jingheng Lin sank his whole body into it, tried to refresh himself a little bit by relying on the physical cooling: "Generally, the communication channel includes the damage degree of each guard. It is shown as a dynamic list. Can you find it?"

Bixing Lu glanced at him. Because of fever, Jingheng Lin's eyes were only half-opened. His sight seemed more aimless than usual, but surprisingly not weaker. He just looked like a naturally morbid vampire from old legends, with some kind of power from his coffin.

The other man turned his sight around; Bixing Lu immediately felt his heart rate rising. He quickly lowered his head, downloaded the damage dynamic list of the guard and projected it on the cabin's wall without double checking.

Jingheng Lin became silent for a second: "...Can you reverse it?"

Bixing Lu: "..."

The young scientist was afraid that he will become an idiot in the future if he continued doing things like this. But he had no idea how to control himself. To avoid committing mistakes at work, he tried to dope out one or two of Jingheng Lin's disadvantages as sedatives for his restless hormone. However, Bixing Lu found himself having selective phobia after a while. Jingheng Lin's bastard behaviours were of a great variety, he could not even take them all in one glance.

Bixing Lu's anger that was interrupted by an unreasonable kiss suddenly came back, and the more he thought about it, the worse it became.

This anger quickly set a fire and cleaned out a bloody route in his crowded brain and immediately increased his work efficiency.

Bixing Lu quickly created a back entrance in the Freedom Corp's communications channel and transmitted a remote signal through it. This signal audaciously crossed the Freedom Corp's communication network, passed a mount of transition point, and directly flew towards Morning Star to contact backup forces.

Unfortunately, perhaps according to the bad luck of Jingheng Lin, before the bidirectional connection had been established, the AUG's base started to release special interference.

Although the AUG had a weak inner defense, it's technology level was much higher than the Free Corp's—the intranet of the Freedom Corps broke down immediately, the slight signal from Bixing Lu disappeared consequently.

Zhanlu: "It is not completed. Sorry."

Bixing Lu signed: "It's alright. I will try it again."

"Oh," Zhanlu paused for a second unnaturally, "Alright, Headmaster Lu—compared with that mister who even uses uncivilised words when losing games against the mech, you are pretty polite."

Although Zhanlu was an artificial intelligence, he was first and foremost a mech core. He was one hundred percent loyal to his owner on land, but when he functioned as a mech core, the driver's command would be prior to his owner — in other words, Jingheng Lin could not make him shut up.

Thus, Commodore Lin pretended to be a blind and deaf man, and paid his whole attention to the dynamic list in front of him.

In a layman's eyes, the guards' damage velocity and degree were a bunch of useless digits — at most these could tell them where to hide when the guard would be destroyed.

But to these people frequently fighting on the frontline, a subtle inkling could reveal a large amount of information.

Even without a computer, in terms of the dynamic damage data, Jingheng Lin could quickly calculate each sides' firepower distribution and attack efficiency. If he encountered a bad commander, he could even figure out the other side's strategy.

At this time, he discovered that the Freedom Corps was quite strange.

The Freedom Corps was not weak, instead, they were quite well-trained. Although all devices they drove were small mechs, the soldiers seemed to have had previous practice. Fast reaction, appropriate strategy, perfect cooperation. The anti-missile defense of the AUG base was destroyed in a second. That was such a surprise — even Silver Ninth couldn't do it better.

However, all this happened before their communication system was cut off.

In space, everyone in their mechs could not simply shout to each other. Therefore, communication jamming and anti-jamming became a specific subject nowadays. It was normal to be interfered with during a war. But this legion, whose operational level was nearly as good as Silver Ninth, immediately became a bunch of disorderly mobs after their communication was cut off.

Their previous well-ordered formation crashed directly like a group of ants without pheromones. Some mechs even started a Brownian movement. More surprisingly, they were still firing!

Zhanlu captured no change in the energy fluctuations, but the AUG base got much less firepower — it meant that the Freedom Corps opened fire randomly at this time...maybe some of their own soldiers were hit by their own bullets.