Chapter 83

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Morning Star's Galaxy City entered the rainy season.

In the base's botanical garden left by the Anti-Utopia Group, all the plants and fungi enjoying the shade and the wet began to grow wildly. The rhythm of the pattering rain was like a clock, and raindrops fell along the dilapidated eaves day and night. The street was still sparsely populated. Occasionally someone hurried taking an umbrella. From a height, it looked like blossoms flowing rapidly down the river.

The sound of rain woke Jingheng Lin up -- It's been a long time since he heard such a rain. Planet Beijing-β had a dry climate and the winter seemed endless. While using an artificial water circulation system in Cow's man-made base, there was no such fierce wind and rain.

He opened his eyes blankly from the nightmare, seeing the lid of the medical cabin at the first glance. Suddenly, it brought him back to the rainy night in the emergency cabin thirty years ago, chaotic memory and reality were intertwined. Jingheng Lin burst to open the lid indiscriminately, and then the needle in his body flew out. Half-awake and half-asleep, he couldn't feel the pain, and he struggled to get out from the medical cabin. But his leg couldn't bear the weight of his body, so he hit the ground on the knee. Then the world swirled around; the only thing he could hear was his running heartbeat.

"I'm ... I'm going to..."

A man in a white isolation suit came in with a dozen medical robots, yelling at him, then sedated the tranquilizer into his veins. Lin's consciousness sank into the boundless darkness again.

Not knowing how long it took for his consciousness to recover, he dreamed of a video which was recorded in space.

The video was a confidential document. Using some unknown way, Dr. Lance of BOA got a copy and sent it to him as a gift on his graduation day.

The video recording was taken by a mech military recorder. In addition to a record of a clear real scene, various data jumped on the screen to record the data of the current coordinates, environment, temperature and energy fluctuation accurately.

The coordinate location was near the Heart of Rose, and it was the night that Xin Lu fled.

The IU's pursuers were hotly pursuing them, several successive waves of missiles had rushed from the launch pad. There was a little noise in the background of the video. A man said in a low voice, "The missile is trashy! The missiles Xin Lu had seen are more than the rice you have eaten! The superior didn't sit that we had to catch him alive, so many of you, dealing with these two mechs, why are you chasing? Wouldn't you just use the 'oven' to add fire?"

Of course, the "oven" was not a scientific name. It was a colloquial word commonly used by frontline solders, referring to the superimposed particle cannon.

The superposition of more than 30 particle cannons will produce a high temperature that could melt the mech's shield, just like baking sweet potatoes in the oven, so it was named.

It was only used when one side of the army had an overwhelming advantage, and it just happens to kill people. Many mechs were swarming, rigorously calculating the launch angle, and arranging the formation while launching high-energy particle guns towards the target. The key was command and cooperation. If properly coordinated, each mech could be fired at an angle accurately on time. The result of superimposing particle cannons would be very deadly. The particle flow with high speed and strong energy would lock the target mech in a large range, and at the speed of mech, it couldn't escape the locked area at all.

The video immediately locked the target, which was a team of only five or six small mechs. The leading mech was like a bullet, sliding away with the others, and it had nothing different compared with ordinary mechs. But Jingheng Lin recognized it at once without any reasons: it was Xin Lu's mech.

He stared at the dazzling fluorescence on the screen, and the high-energy particle gun roared and rushed out. The military telescope even outlined the energy data of the particle flow. The waves were like an invisible death passing through the Heart of Rose, with a grinning face and flying sleeves.

This video was very short, less than a minute, but he watched it over and over again and replayed it countless times. Therefore, though many years passed, when he closed his eyes, it was still vivid.

At that time, the person who executed the "oven" command made a very low-level mistake. He filled in the value of the dynamic acceleration of the target wrongly. That's a small error. It could not be seen without careful check, but the target mech wasn't a straight line on its escape route. Jingheng Lin had calculated it by himself, at that time, angle, and the speed, when the superimposed particle cannon arrived, it should happen to miss the leading mech.

Perhaps there was an unknown god who still did not want to give up and wanted to protect that person for the last time. Perhaps there was no a god at all, but the soldier who carried out the command deliberately cheated out of secret admiration ... These had been impossible to test, in a word, Xin Lu wasn't destined to die.

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