Saturday took a clear breath.

"It's okay," Lu Bixing said quickly, "The energy siphon problem of the anti-tracking system has been solved last time. Vallen rays cannot be located. The external network of the base is not opened. It should be just a coincidence that they are approaching..."

"Well, coincidence. They can't detect anything, they can return to the air, or they can continue to go deeper." Lin Jingheng interrupted him lightly and seriously, "The entire army of Yuanyi people was wiped out. Prince Kelly must be very panicked. There is reason to believe that a deadly armed force is ambushed at the edge of the eight galaxies. Aresfon lost a Yuanyi people and will definitely be more careful in the future. In order to avoid risks, I guess the detection team he sent will not exceed fifteen small mechas. Don't be nervous, you confirm again."

Fifteen small mechas looked like fifteen flies in his mouth, but they couldn't comfort Saturday - because the Self-Defense Force only had thirty mechas, and the other side was interstellar pirates who were murderous, and they were interstellar squads who had no time to protest even if they were killed.

Saturday: "He...he and they are still approaching, me, what should we do?"

"If you want, you can continue to hide." Lin Jingheng said, "but I suggest you cut off the communication now."

Saturday: "Ah? What, what?"

"If the other party continues to go deeper, it may accidentally pass the anti-tracking system," Lu Bixing said. "The remote signals you pass through the transition point will be located."

"Or kill them before that." Lin Jingheng finished coldly and ordered without saying a word, "Zhan Lu, send a positioning signal to Bai Yinjiu."

The "buzz" sounded softly in the mecha station, and the entire fuselage was filled with silver light. The powerful energy fluctuations rippled out like countless water waves. A □□ seemed to fall into the calm lake water as if it was about to break out.

On Saturday, he saw the pirate team that had been exploring carefully and stopped suddenly, suddenly changed their formation, became more alert, and exposed the nightmare flag of Prince Kelly guard on the fuselage. He was about to collapse: "Lin, General Lin, who killed whom? Ahhhh! Damn, they used missiles to open the way!"

"Congratulations, fate makes you no longer have to choose," Lin Jingheng turned around, pressed Lu Bixing's shoulder, pulled a pair of snow-white gloves from his pocket, and put them on his hands as he walked, "This is a team of pirates 'sacrificing', which makes your two teams that can only shrink their heads gather... That group of waste will not jump urgently, so they have to make a fixed-point jump, right? It's about three hours like that, and it's almost enough - how long does it take to gather?"

Lu Bixing took a deep breath: "It may take twenty minutes."
Chapter completed!