The evolution of insect swarms from XNUMX million years ago

Chapter 249 Past events of the mother planet (4)

The sound of blades churning the air could be heard - the one that responded to Pelagos' team was not an armored gunboat, but a traditional tilt-rotor aircraft.

The wake of the armored gunship, heated and ejected by the astonishingly high temperatures of a nuclear fusion reactor, would be fatal to an ordinary Ezki. This prevents people from being nearby when taking off, landing or hovering, and also makes it impossible for it to use the same method as a rotary-wing aircraft to lower a rope ladder to contact ground troops.

"The target is out of danger, 'Fighter', how is the situation?"

Carrying the target on his back, he climbed up the rope ladder and entered the aircraft cabin. "Orange" immediately contacted the "Fighter" who was still in the enemy area.

"Damn, that's not good. How did those people from the intelligence department manage to hide something like this and not be able to find it?"

Although the respiratory system and vocal organs of the Ezki people do not share the same structure, and the acoustic signals will not change due to violent breathing, the essence of the Ezki civilization transmitted one after another from the returned signals can be obtained. Knowing that the other party's condition is not good.

Immediately, there were continuous explosions and screams - the unique sounds of heavy electromagnetic firearms. And the next second, the communication stopped abruptly, and there was no sound at all. It was unknown what happened on the other side. But obviously, it won't be a good thing.

The militants of the cult organization have arrived in large numbers and are close to the location of the aircraft that responded to the team. Although the door machine guns are installed, their meager firepower is not as good as that of specialized armed aircraft, and they are somewhat powerless in the face of a large number of individuals.

The tilt-rotor aircraft was no better than an armored gunboat. Although its limited protection could barely protect it from small-caliber gunpowder weapons, it could not protect it from electromagnetic weapons. As a last resort, it had to stop hovering and raise its flight altitude to avoid fire from the ground.

The frontal troops continued to advance under the leadership of those large combat structures, and sporadic firefights could be heard from time to time in the buildings. And suddenly, the sound of a firefight somewhere became particularly intense, with endless explosions, mixed with the explosions of large-caliber weapons.

"Continue to observe and confirm the situation."

The medical staff accompanying the team immediately stepped forward, lifted the unconscious body, and carried it back to the rear for a comprehensive inspection.

"A large enemy combat machine was found and has been destroyed. One of our combatants was found nearby. He still has vital signs and is suspected to be in a coma. His identity has been confirmed. He is a member of the Pelagos team, codenamed 'Fighter'. "

"The vital signs are good. There are marks of blows on the back of the head. The injuries are minor and nothing serious."

The sudden news made the members of the Pelagos team, who were still immersed in grief, immediately widen their eyes, and even the light signal flickered for a while, telling the complicated emotions of the signal sender at this time.

In the cabin, everyone was silent, and only dim light signals told each individual's emotions - "Fighter" was probably in trouble this time. At the last moment, the explosion of heavy electromagnetic firearms that even powered outer armor could not carry was transmitted back in the radio signal, letting everyone know that they had underestimated the strength of the cult organization.

Detailed examination results soon showed that the injured was indeed not seriously injured, but fell into a coma due to a heavy blow - it seemed that the shock wave and fragments of an anti-personnel grenade hit the back of the head by accident.

The thick outer armor protected him well and allowed him to escape from danger quickly. He then returned with the armored gunboat of the frontal force and joined other team members at the station.

"Recently, the Planetary Marines have achieved remarkable results in their attack on the cult terrorist organization 'Ascension'. We have eliminated all the bases of the terrorist organization." The latest intelligence information was still playing on the screen in front of him, and outside the door, His thoughts were interrupted by a flashing light signal - a request, similar to a knock on the door.

A puff of metabolic waste gas was emitted from the vent of the respiratory system. Willery stood up slowly, stretched out his tentacles, and opened the laboratory door.

The visitor's head drooped slightly, and the pair of degenerated tentacle structures above the head were also drooping. The light signal above was dim and almost invisible, faithfully expressing the mood of the signal.

"I'm back, teacher."

He said the last word with great difficulty, and even the light signal from the pair of degenerated appendages seemed to be flickering, as if he was a little ashamed of the person in front of him.

And if there were any members of the Pelagos team here, they would be able to tell at a glance that the person outside the laboratory was the target they had worked hard to rescue before, even almost catching up with a team member!
"Oh, it's okay."

The tentacles stretched out to straighten the drooping degenerate appendage structure on the opponent's head, and another breath of metabolic waste gas was exhaled from the respiratory organ, like a long sigh.

"No, I'm sorry, I couldn't get your doctrine to be taken seriously."

"I said that if my theory was proven in this way, I would rather it never be taken seriously for the rest of my life."

In his mind, the words spoken by the mentor he respected most in his life during long conversations echoed as if they were yesterday, making him think of something.

"Imagine, if there is a cluster, or society, of such forms of existence, its operating efficiency will be astonishing. Theoretically, if the other party develops into a civilized form of existence, with the same technological level, the current If the Ezki civilization encounters and conflicts with them, there will be no possibility of victory. "

"The universe is so vast. Primitive species such as ciliodontids have appeared on the small Ezki home planet. It is not impossible for a civilization to exist in this way. So, if my theory is used in this way, If it is confirmed, then I would rather it not be taken seriously for the rest of my life.”

Looking around this familiar laboratory again, the tube-like structures used to breed Kirill's ciliodontids were piled aside. The experimental objects that had been carefully raised and cared for had disappeared. Only these tube-like structures were left behind before they could be moved away. In place.

In the center of the laboratory, where the slender-toothed hunting insects originally belonged, a strange instrument or some unknown equipment had been placed. It had no resemblance to various commonly used scientific research instruments. The appearance reveals a style completely different from the precision of experimental instruments, more like military equipment.

When he thought about being rescued and returning to the familiar laboratory, he saw those armored and unusual guards who even made him feel that they were a little too strict - he thought it was because of him - he felt as if Something came to mind.

"Yes." As if he had guessed his thoughts, the light signal on the pair of vestigial appendages on Wellery's head slowly became calmer, and the words gradually became heavier - "Colonial Star No. 7, something happened."

(End of this chapter)