Alien Relic Hunter

"I only have four compressed biscuits left, but there are still a lot of energy crystals left." Layton groped for a long time on himself, and finally took out four crushed biscuits from the bag hanging on his chest. Cookies at the end.

"Me too." Ivan stretched out his hand, with five energy bars lying in his palm, "I also drank all the vodka."

"I have a big appetite... I only have the last piece of compressed biscuit left." Zhuo Ligetu said with some embarrassment, "But I also have two pieces of dried beef jerky. This thing is very hungry. It only takes one as long as your thumb. A small piece can last for half a day... Do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, he took out two long strips of objects that were pitch black and seemed to have a metallic luster from his backpack, and handed one of them to the hound.

"This thing... is beef? Why have I never seen this kind of beef jerky?" The hound looked at the long object in his hand and said with some suspicion, "The texture does look a bit like muscle tissue... but this is Is it too hard? Is this thing really edible? I always feel like it will knock out my teeth."

"It's edible. This thing has been around since ancient times. Its name in Mongolian is 'Buler Thorn'. When Genghis Khan led his army to attack the Europa continent, he used this thing as military ration... But now we are the only ones in Mongolia. Only the descendants of this tribe can make this kind of food."

The hound tried to cut off a small section with the steel teeth on the back of the military dagger, put it in his mouth and bit it - "It seems really edible...it's just as hard as a rock. By the way, Ke Lan, how much supplies do you have left?" "

"Not much." Ke Lan opened the satchel on his waist and took a look, "A bag of self-heating military rations, four compressed biscuits, and a bottle of 'blue capsules'."

The "blue capsule" in Ke Lan's mouth is a special drug developed by Maya Biotechnology. Its full name is "Emergency Survival Meal Replacement No. 663". Only a small capsule is needed to prevent people from eating for 48 hours. It won't produce any feeling of hunger, and your physical strength and energy will not be affected... But this thing is essentially a hormone and cannot provide nutrition and energy to the human body.

It is said to be a "meal replacement", but it does not really replace food.

This is just an emergency measure. No one will eat this unless absolutely necessary.

Its main function is actually to block the brain's perception of hunger and drain the body's stored energy. Once the effect of the drug wears off, hunger and fatigue will double, and the side effects are even worse than those of powerful stimulants.

And because the blood sugar content is too low, most people who take the blue capsules will faint directly within ten seconds after the effect of the medicine ends. If they fail to receive treatment in time, these fainted people may never be able to do it again. woke up.

This is a trump card, a trump card that can be played when ammunition and food are exhausted, but if the desperate situation cannot be overcome within the last forty-eight hours, it will still lead to death.

"I also have two bags of self-heating military rations and two compressed biscuits." Asano Akira said.

"I still have a lot here." Valentina got out of the Valkyrie's cockpit, carrying a backpack in one hand. The two backpacks were bulgingly stuffed with things - just the protrusions from the surface of the backpack From its shape, you can guess that it contains compressed biscuits and canned food.

These foods are emergency supplies prepared by Ke Lan and the others. They were placed in the Valkyrie's cockpit before departure - for a person, if he eats sparingly, these foods can last for nearly half a month, but if he eats them sparingly, If it were spread equally among everyone, it would be pitiful.

"Tsk... Even if we save on eating this little food, I'm afraid it can only last three days." The hound turned back and looked at the deep and dark tunnel in the distance, "I don't know how many days we will be trapped here. Don’t starve to death then.”

"It's better to starve to death than to be killed by Alpha's trap, right?" Layton muttered.

"Fart, that's because you haven't been hungry!" The hound immediately glared at him and cursed back, "In a previous clearing mission, I led the vanguard to chase too deep into the desert, and The large army was out of touch, and then the retreat was cut off by those smart beasts. We could only use the terrain to build fortifications and stand firm to wait for help... Do you know how much rations we carried with us at that time?"

"How much?" Layton asked.

"It's only two meals, one of which is for emergency use." Hound said, "It was originally a quick mission. The scheduled combat time was from nine in the morning to three in the afternoon. After the work was over, I could still return to the base. Just in time for the stew... Blame the damn intelligence department... The number of indigenous creatures in that area was nearly three times greater than the number they told us. We have been moving and fighting since we airborne, and we waited until we could see everything in our field of vision. After all the animals we saw were cleaned up, we had already deviated from the original marching route.”

"Then you can't call for air support? Let the transport plane pick you up. If that doesn't work, you can airdrop some supplies." Layton wondered.

"Do you think we don't want to? Do you know what target we wanted to eliminate in that mission?" The hound gave him a look, "It's the missing dog!"

Lost dogs are a kind of social indigenous creature that is similar in size to large dogs on the earth. The reason why they were given such a strange name is because their bones contain extremely strong magnetism. When dogs gather together, a large interference magnetic field will be formed. Electronic equipment and positioning devices will be disrupted by the magnetic field, making people who enter their territory disoriented.

"No wonder, what happened next?" Layton couldn't help but ask - although he had also served in the field force, he did not belong to a combat unit, but to the logistics support department. He had only heard such battle stories from the soldiers who had returned from the frontline combat troops to rest, but he had never experienced it himself.

"I'm so hungry that I have no choice but to pick up the carcasses of those beasts to eat." The hound said while chewing hard on the "Buller thorn" that had been in his mouth for a long time but was still not softened by saliva. "The meat of these beasts is not only radioactive, but also damn poisonous, sour and sour. Even if it is cooked, it is difficult to eat. Many soldiers have vomiting and diarrhea after eating it... But there is no way. In order to survive, they can only Swallow it down your throat with your eyes closed.”

"But our situation is worse now." Ivan looked around, "At least you still had the corpses of missing dogs to pick up and eat, but this tunnel only has metal and concrete... Oh, and those who don't know The lighting equipment is made of whatever material, but no matter what material it is, I don’t think our stomachs can digest this kind of thing.”