"Portal?"
Lin Lin frowned, what does this mean? Why is there a portal at the bottom of the auxiliary ship?
At this time, Occam handed Lin Lin a piece of paper with writing on it.
"Sir Lin, only the two of us know what's going on here. According to Commander Liu's instructions, you need to go through the portal and go to the rear of the two galaxy camps to find a way to attack them."
Occam explained on the side.
"Oh, go to the other side." Lin Lin nodded lightly, which was what he expected.
But Lin Lin didn't expect that Commander Liu would send him alone. This was indeed a bit too trusting in himself.
Although Lin Lin knew that apart from the Gendaya civilization that helped them, the highest combat power of the two major galaxies was only the spiral arm level, but who knew if this was a smoke bomb they released?
Just like the Milky Way Galaxy claims to the outside world that it has no spiral arm-class mechas, in fact it has already secretly built five spiral arm-class mechas. Although the quality of these five machines is slightly inferior to the standard, at least they are still spiral arm mechas. Isn't it a super mecha?
Therefore, Lin Lin is worried now, what if the opponent is the same old Yinbi as here in the Milky Way, claiming to have the highest combat power of the spiral arm class, but in fact he has already obtained the galaxy class mecha?
Even though the probability of this happening was almost zero, Lin Lin didn't dare to take risks easily, especially now that the Starry Sky Mecha was unusable.
At this moment, Lin Lin suddenly remembered something.
It seems that I also have a starry sky mecha? That's not right. To be more precise, Camus has a Galaxy-level mecha in his hands.
So, Lin Lin turned to Occam and said, "I can go to the other side, but I have to do one thing first."
"What's the matter?" Occam looked into Lin Lin's eyes. The instruction he received was to teleport Lin Lin to the rear of the two major galaxy alliances. He did not say that he would agree to Lin Lin's request.
"Tell Commander Liu that I still have helpers in the solar system, helpers who can balance the battle situation." Lin Lin said calmly.
Hearing this, Occam's expression froze. He didn't think Lin Lin was joking with him, but what kind of helper could he be that could balance the battle situation between the Milky Way and the two major galaxies? Does such a thing still exist in the Milky Way?
Confused, Occam contacted Commander Liu and repeated Lin Lin's words exactly.
A few seconds later, Occam received Commander Liu's affirmative answer and asked Occam to obey Lin Lin's orders unconditionally.
"I won't need to obey you. When my helper arrives, I will go to the other side." Lin Lin grinned and immediately started to contact Zhang Ren.
"Lin Lin? What's the matter?"
When the communication was connected, Zhang Ren looked at Lin Lin with confusion. It could be seen from the background that Zhang Ren happened to be on the bridge of the battleship at the moment.
"It's true that something happened. I sent you these coordinates. I want you to summon everyone immediately and teleport here."
Lin Lin rolled his eyes and saw Camus behind Zhang Ren, and shouted: "Camus, come here too, I have something to tell you."
Upon hearing this, Camus immediately came to the communicator and asked curiously: "Lin Lin, what do you want to say?"
"How is the maintenance of your Galaxy-class mecha going?"
"It's been repaired. It's just a matter of final debugging. That's why I came back to the battleship today." Camus chuckled.
During the time he came to the solar system, he had arranged all his people, and he happened to be free now.
"Now that it has been repaired, teleport it over immediately and go directly into actual combat." Lin Lin said softly, while turning his head to look at Occam.
Occam nodded, and then modified the portal parameters so that the portal would open in front of Camus.
"Put the mecha into the ring. I need you here to control the situation."
"Good!"
Camus immediately geared up, although he knew that the enemies Lin Lin had to deal with were not too weak, but so what?
Lin Lin was the benefactor of their clan, not to mention a powerful enemy. Even if Lin Lin asked him to wipe his neck and commit suicide immediately, Camus would never blink an eye.
Not long after, the portal in front of Lin Lin caused ripples, and a familiar figure appeared in the portal.
That figure was Camus. After receiving the notice from Lin Lin, he made preparations in the shortest possible time and then walked directly into the portal.
As for why you didn't ask clearly what the matter was, don't ask, asking means you have absolute trust in Lin Lin.
After staying with Lin Lin for so long, Camus had never seen Lin Lin cheat anyone. Even for those companions who died in battle, the compensation Lin Lin gave their families was the best he had ever seen.
"Lin Lin, I'm here, tell me what you want me to do."
Camus rubbed his head and smiled at Lin Linhan.
Occam looked at the man walking out of the portal with a strange expression.
Since Camus was called by Lin Lin as soon as he returned to the battleship, he was still wearing casual clothes and looked a little bit lazy.
"Chief Lin, is this the helper you are talking about?"
I can't blame Occam for judging people by their appearance. The main reason is that Camus's temperament is indeed not like the helper Lin Lin said can balance the battle situation.
In Occam's imagination, that kind of powerful helper must at least have the aura of a commander, right?
And what about this Camus in front of me? He looks exactly like a middle-aged uncle. The only difference is that he doesn't have a beer belly.
"Camus, Occam doesn't believe you, why don't you show your skills?"
Lin Lin couldn't help but laugh. If the strong men who died in Camus' hands knew that Camus was questioned by a galaxy official whose highest combat power was only spiral arm level, they would probably laugh out loud, right?
This is the difference between the Milky Way and the other side of the universe. Spiral-class pilots here alone are already top-notch existences, but on the other side, although they are not bad, they are still relatively common.
"Okay." Camus nodded, then reached out and took off the hat in his hand and threw it into the air.
Occam subconsciously cast his eyes on the hat in mid-air. When he turned his eyes back to Camus, he realized that there was something on Camus' hand.
Upon closer inspection, Occam was shocked.
What Camus had in his hand was not something else, but a pistol.
If that was the case, it wouldn't shock Occam so much. What really shocked him was that the pistol belonged to him, and it was the pistol he had always kept on his waist.
"When are you?" Occam murmured, reaching for his waist. Sure enough, it was empty.
"It's just faster, making you laugh." Camus still had a naive smile on his face, but in Occam's eyes at this moment, Camus's smile was completely confident.
Some people died, but not completely...
