Alien Relic Hunter

"..."

Ke Lan thought for a while, then walked back to the mercenary. He gave the mercenary, who was starting to lose consciousness, another dose of adrenaline and asked:

"Can you tell me more about the process of getting that jar? Including the 'accident' you mentioned, and... the contents of the jar."

"I...I'm a little out of breath..." Due to the side effects of excessive hormone injection, the mercenary's breathing began to become heavier, his chest heaved violently, and sweat continued to seep from his forehead, "Can ...Can you give me a cigarette? Preferably...preferably one with added flavoring."

"You still want to smoke when you can't breathe?" Ke Lan shook his head, "I don't have any cigarettes, but I still have a few morphine sticks. Do you want one? It should make you feel a little better."

Most of the mercenaries like them who walk on the line of life and death all year round have a history of drug abuse. Extremely addictive emergency drugs like morphine are often used by them as a means to relieve tension. In the slang of the circle, this is called "eating sugar", while "eating meat" refers to some inhaled drugs that are more strictly controlled.

The "additives" mentioned by this mercenary refer to cigarettes with military stimulants added to the tobacco. Although this thing is illegal on the surface, in some areas with the most intense wars, Ark's official military supplies However, this kind of "added cigarettes" is often indispensable in the list.

When facing monsters that are several times their own size, not every soldier has the courage to stick to the front. At this time, the role of these controlled drugs is very important - when you can't even care about your life, who else will Do you care about the damage to your body and addiction in the future?

"Is there morphine? Morphine is good... give me some..." The mercenary struggled and raised his arm.

"I can only give you five milligrams of morphine, no more, otherwise if it causes respiratory depression, you will definitely die."

The standard single maximum dose for medical first aid is twenty milligrams, while the military standard is thirty-two milligrams. This specification was inherited from the Second World War on Earth... For mercenaries, five milligrams is really too much Too little, but better than nothing.

Ke Lan found a bottle of morphine from the first aid kit, pulled off the protective sheath, and inserted the needle into the skin on the inside of the opponent's arm.

As the piston of the syringe was slowly pushed down, the mercenary's frown quickly relaxed, and his breathing was no longer as rapid as before.

"Huh... I feel much better... Thank you..." He took a deep breath and said.

"Can you answer my question?" Ke Lan asked.

"Okay...let me think...where should I start..."

"Let's start with the secret passage." Ke Lan said as he took out a new syringe. "If your answer satisfies me, I can reward you with another five milligrams."

"At that time, they... I mean the exiles, there were six of them... By the way, were they all beaten to death by you?"

"They were beaten to death and their bodies were thrown into the lake to feed the fish."

"Oh... oh... there are six of them. There are ten of us. Except for Ryan and I, who are employees of the CCR Private Arms Company, the other eight are all from the Buffalo Mercenary Group... This group of people has a very good reputation. It's stinky, and he often cheats on others. To be honest, if Ryan hadn't told me that the pay was really high, I wouldn't have wanted to take this mission."

"I know the Buffalo Mercenary Group." The hunting group sitting aside interjected, "It was formerly the notorious 'Cobra Mercenary Group'. Later, because of some crimes, the mercenary group was disbanded and several of its leaders were shot. That is to say, they were exiled, and the rest were thrown into prison... Some of them got together after being released from prison and formed such a 'Bison Mercenary Group'. This mercenary group was full of people. They are evil-minded guys, but because they dare to take on any mission, the field troops have also cooperated with them several times."

"Have you worked with them?"

"Well, they are all a bunch of bad guys. The only good thing about them is that they are not afraid of death." Hound said with disdain, "But the few people I know have died long ago, and the person they took on the mission was a cannon fodder mission. Survivors The rate is extremely low,” Hound said.

"Keep talking." Ke Lan said to the mercenary.

"Well... the six exiles first blindfolded us... This was the employer's request. He said that the location of the secret passage must be kept secret."

He continued: "The car drove for about four or five hours, or maybe half a day... In my impression, it should be a relatively flat and empty ice field, and I didn't feel any bumps... After several of us were thirsty, I was hungry again, and when I was about to start a fight with these exiles, the car finally stopped."

"Icefield..." Ke Lan muttered, "It seems that the entrance to the secret passage should be on the north side of the glacier - there are endless mountains on the east and west sides, and there are several transit supply stations and The outpost, only to the north, is an endless stretch of empty ice.”

"I'm not sure about this," the mercenary said. "By the time they took off our blindfolds, we were already at the entrance of the secret passage. It was cut out of the ice with a laser cutter. The opening is about three meters high and two meters wide, and it should be located at the foot of a snow-capped mountain."

"Snow mountain...can you describe the shape of the snow mountain? There are many snow mountains here. You mentioned it in such a general way that I can't confirm which one it is." Ke Lan said.

"I can't remember exactly. I just glanced up at that time, and those exiles urged us to enter the secret passage." The mercenary said, "The first half of the secret passage is about two to three hundred meters long. It was cut out of the ice, and it was only in the second half that we entered the mountain, passed through the secret passage, and arrived at where we are now."

"Then what?"

"Can...can you give me some more morphine?" The mercenary glanced greedily at the syringe in Ke Lan's hand, licked his lips and said.

"I said, if your answer satisfies me, I will give it to you."

"Okay... okay..." the mercenary nodded, "After we came in, the exiles opened several equipment boxes they brought in. There were five sets of diving equipment in the boxes."

"The jar is in the lake?" Ke Lan turned his head and glanced at the calm lake.

"No, in another cave, but to enter that cave, you have to dive under the water." The mercenary replied, "They selected two exiles and three mercenaries to perform this task, and the remaining The people below stayed at the lake to take over, and Ryan and I happened to be among the five selected people."