Alien Relic Hunter

Countless "worker ants" continued to pour towards the fortress. The piles of corpses under the wall were almost as high as the top of the wall. The following armored beasts rushed up directly stepping on the corpses of the same kind and began to slaughter the ordinary people standing on the top of the wall. infantry.

"The light infantry retreats! The armored troops go up, concentrate the directional mines and explosives, and clean up the corpses of those bugs!" Hound commanded the troops loudly, and a dozen soldiers wearing power armor quickly ran behind the wall. The propeller sprayed out hot tail flames, and he jumped onto the wall with a slight leap. The heavy chain saw in his hand started to swing open and closed among a bunch of "worker ants".

Ke Lan noticed that these dozen armored soldiers were definitely not the "new force" under the hounds. The armor on their bodies was stained with a large amount of the blue fluorescent blood unique to the armored beasts, and the surface was covered with scratches of varying depths. Several of the armors were so damaged that even the most basic protective function was lost. The vital points of the wearer's chest and abdomen were completely exposed, and they looked no different from a pair of powered exoskeletons pieced together from discarded parts.

These people should have just returned from the front line of the extremely fierce battle - they just rested for a while in the rear, replenished ammunition and fuel, and did not even have time to repair the damaged armor before they were thrown into the battle again. middle.

There are few cards left in Hound's hand that can be played. The troops, ammunition and energy are all at stake. The entire fortress may be swallowed up by these armored beasts at any time.

What's more, as long as the energy of the protective shield above their heads is exhausted, there is no need for the "worker ant" armored beasts to tear apart the defense line. The "soldier ant-level" plasma projectiles from a long distance can easily destroy these hundreds of people in one group. people.

At this moment, two military transport planes suddenly flew over from a distance, but for some reason, after seeing the two transport planes, Hound grabbed the communicator and shouted for them to "Turn around! Turn around quickly!" Full rudder to right!”

The next second, a ball of fully charged plasma ejected from the mouth of a "soldier ant-level" armored beast. It drew an almost straight arc in mid-air and accurately hit the two transport planes. One plane.

The other one made an emergency evasive action in mid-air, barely avoiding the aftermath of the explosion of its companion. It was the cry of the hound that alerted the other transport plane in time, thus avoiding the fate of both crashing. Ke Lan was a little confused for a moment, could this guy not only have a particularly sensitive sense of smell, but also have such good eyesight? Even Ke Lan, who was in God's perspective, didn't notice that a "soldier ant-level" armored beast secretly raised its head and aimed at the transport plane in the distance. Why would the hound in the fortress see that? The angle, the view should be blocked...

But Ke Lan couldn't control this dream. He couldn't play back the scene just now to check the missed details, so he could only give up.

The remaining transport plane finally passed through the opening in the protective cover unharmed and landed in the fortress.

"How much supplies have you brought? How many ammunition and crystals are on the plane? Medical supplies?" Hound walked to the transport plane in three steps and then asked, holding the door open.

"No...in order to get to the battlefield as quickly as possible, we didn't bring any supplies." The soldier on the plane said to the hound.

"Fuck! Didn't I tell you to bring more ammunition and crystals! Didn't you hear me? How many times have I told you, how many times!" The hound punched the upper door of the hatch hard, making a "thud" sound. There was a muffled sound.

"But the order we received is to ensure your safety, Colonel. Please board the plane immediately -"

"Get on the plane?! Get on your fucking plane! I won't leave! If you fucking push me one more time, I'll kill you!" After Hound finished speaking, he turned to the bodyguards beside him and said, "Have people carry out all the wounded. Come here and move to the plane, the seriously injured who have no fighting ability are given priority!"

Soon, dozens of seriously injured people lying on simple stretchers were carried onto the plane. In addition, a large number of metal dog tags stained with blood or even minced meat were also handed to the crew. in the hands of personnel.

"Tell the pilot not to fly back immediately after taking off. Turn left first. There are the fewest 'soldier ants' there. Move to a safe distance before adjusting the direction. Remember, turn left first!" In the cabin! At the last second before the door closed, Hound spoke to the crew with a serious look on his face.

Amidst the dull roar of the vertical propeller, the transport aircraft began to slowly rise into the air. Then, the propeller nozzle began to turn to the right, turning the direction of the nose to the left...

I don't know whether it was due to the heavy load due to the full load of wounded people, or whether the aircraft body was damaged in the explosion just now, but the speed of the transport plane was much slower than when it arrived. Just when it flew out of the sky above the fortress, it hit a ball of plasma that was coming at high speed.

"boom!!!"

"What the hell!" Hound grabbed the military cap on his head and threw it to the ground hard.

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Ke Lan knew that according to the original plot direction, the hound himself should not die... But it is estimated that few of the soldiers under his command can return to the Ark alive... Instead of waiting for slow death, it is better to concentrate the troops towards the ark. If we charge at the weakest part of the siege, maybe a miracle will happen...

"It would be nice if I could communicate with the hound... Even if I can't help him break this deadlock, at least I have to make him understand that this is all just a dream..." Just when Ke Lan was thinking this, his perspective suddenly Something had changed... He looked around and suddenly found that he had "travelled" into the body of a soldier, and he was also a bodyguard beside a hound!

what is this? Seize the body? Consciousness invasion?

"...Does this dream world really have a structure similar to a computer program? As an external visitor, I only have 'read-only' permission, but when I assimilate myself into a part of the dream, I can obtain The ability to interfere with this dream?”

Ke Lan raised his head and happened to see the hound throwing a tantrum not far away. He thought for a moment that if he directly interfered with "violent means", it might have some bad consequences - this is like putting the When a person who is sleepwalking wakes up, he may enter a brief state of insanity, and the current dream world is much more real than ordinary nightmares. Ke Lan cannot guarantee that, and directly puts it into the dream world. Will the "waking up" of hounds have some unpredictable consequences?

It's better to follow the development of the dream and find a way to help the hound get out of this predicament. Maybe the hound will wake up on its own... If that doesn't work, then use violent means to crack it——

"Colonel, if it doesn't work, let's find a way to break out." Ke Lan turned around and said to the hound as a "personal guard".

But what he didn't expect was that the hound, who was still in a state of rage just now, suddenly seemed to have changed. He grabbed his arm, with a livid face, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"I...I am..." Ke Lan subconsciously lowered his head to see the dog tag hanging around his neck, but the hound reached out first and pulled the dog tag off.

He used so much force that the edge of the metal dog tag even cut the skin of his palm, but the hound seemed not to feel any pain at all.

"Answer my question," the Hound said again.

"Colonel, those bugs are about to break through our defense line..."

"That's not important. I just want to know who you are... or what are you?" Hound pulled out his pistol and put it on Ke Lan's head. "You are not Gates. Gates would not do this. Talk to me...and you won't say such a thing to me at this time."

The hound's words were unabashedly full of hatred and murderous intent: "So, tell me, who are you...why do you appear in my dream?"

"You...you know this is a dream? Are you awake?!" Ke Lan looked at the hound with some surprise. Although the hound did not answer immediately, Ke Lan already knew the answer from the other person's eyes.

"...Of course I know...Although I have been troubled by this nightmare for more than ten years, it is thanks to this that I know all the details of this dream clearly. I know where each character will be. Time speaks and does things...and you, you are as conspicuous as a drop of black ink splashed on a white paper...it's really too abrupt."

"I'm Ke Lan."

"What did you say?"

"Believe it or not, I am Ke Lan!" Ke Lan met the hound's gaze and looked at him.

"I don't believe it." Hound shook his head vigorously, but let go of his hand, "Reason tells me that Ke Lan can't appear here, but reason also tells me that in dreams, reason is a fucking piece of shit. !”

"Whether you are Ke Lan or something else, I just fucking think of you as Ke Lan." Hound said, spitting on the ground, "Bah - this is just a dream anyway, The worst case scenario is that I will go crazy... Maybe it would be a relief if I died with these little bastards here back then."

Ke Lan: "..."

"Okay, let's just think you are Ke Lan. Tell me how you came into my dream." The hound turned around, took out two bottles of soda from the supply box on the side, and put the bottle mouth on As soon as the edge of the box mouth hit, the bottle cap flew out.

He handed one of the bottles of soda to Ke Lan and said: "It is forbidden to drink alcoholic beverages during the march. This is the only thing, so just drink it."

Ke Lan looked at the soda bottle in his hand. The bottle was still stained with a few spots of blood that had already solidified. Bubbles were emerging from the dark brown liquid. As soon as he lifted the bottle, a piece of it flew out of nowhere. The steel fragments scratched against his arm armor, just in time to smash the soda bottle in his hand.

"It's a pity, this is the last bottle." The hound said without changing his expression. The fragment was less than twenty centimeters away from him and could almost cut his throat.

Not far away, a dozen "worker ants" swarmed up and knocked over a soldier who was completely exhausted. Countless sharp joints penetrated along the gaps in the power armor, tearing and shredding the soldier's body. …

The hound, on the other hand, turned a blind eye, raising his head and drinking the soda in the bottle.

Ke Lan glanced at the soda bottle with only the upper half left in his hand, threw it aside helplessly, and roughly talked about what he encountered in the dream world.

"It seems that our situations are similar. The only difference is that you can control your dreams at will, but I can't." The hound threw the empty bottle towards the wall. "If I could, I would really like to Conjure up a fleet and crush these bugs directly."

"But, since you know this is a dream, why did you look like you were completely immersed in it just now?" Ke Lan asked the doubts in his heart.

"I just...sigh." Hound sighed, "I just want to try to see if I can change the outcome of that day, even if it's just in a dream... I want to know if there is a better battle plan. Can you let more people go back alive...even if it's just one more person..."

He squatted down and looked at the gradually crumbling defense line and said: "I regarded this nightmare as a sandbox and simulated the battle that day over and over again... But in the end I found that I couldn't change anything... even in the dream , I can’t change anything..."

The hound's tone was extremely frustrated, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails cut into the flesh of his palms.

"Things have already happened. Even if you eliminate all these armored beasts in your dream, the dead people will not come back." Ke Lan said, "It is better to think about how you can escape from this dream world. Get out...this is the top priority."

"Didn't you say that you can control your dreams at will? What? Are you trapped in this too?" Hound raised his head and looked at Ke Lan in the form of Gates with some confusion.

"I forgot to tell you, I can do anything in my own dream, except for two things - one is to find anything related to you, and the other is to wake up completely from this dream."

"Obviously the consciousness is awake, but I just can't get rid of this nightmare... It seems that those crazy ruin hunters have the same experience as us." The hound said, "But why did you run into my dream? Come here? Just because you...'thought about it'?"

"I'm not sure. I guess it may be because of the mental attack that connects the dream worlds of several of us... It is also for this reason that in my own dreams, everything related to you Neither can exist. I think that in your dreams, things related to me cannot appear..."

"Then you are right now... you are the Gates guy now, not Ke Lan..."

"However, on the other hand, following this clue, I deduced two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news."

"Don't let me choose which one to listen to first, just tell them together." Hound waved his hand.

"The good news is that except for us, everyone else should still be alive; and the bad news is... we in the real world are probably trapped in this S-class ruins at the moment."