Alien Relic Hunter

Molten Mine Area, coordinates B151, H117.

As soon as Allen crossed a road divided into four and five, he ran into a group of heretical sect members who were on their way.

Although these people were all wearing protective clothing and helmets on their heads, making it difficult to see their appearance, Allen was able to identify them instantly.

The team of more than 30 people in total wore nearly 20 different models of protective clothing, including the bloated space work suits that had been discontinued for decades. The overall structure refers to the extravehicular spacesuits of the old era, but the materials and craftsmanship are completely opposite to the concept of tailor-made spacesuits and excellence. If I can sum it up in a few words, it is simple, cheap and modular. .

This kind of space work suit is equipped for "external hull maintenance workers" - a profession that once existed but has now disappeared. During the 900-year drifting process of the Ark, various damages and failures inevitably occurred on the external hull. In most cases, such problems were solved by repair robots.

But robots are not omnipotent, and some complex operations still have to be completed manually, which naturally gave rise to such a special profession.

An adult with normal intelligence and physical ability needs three months of training to become an "external hull maintenance worker." Generally, ten to fifteen workers form a maintenance class, plus one Engineers serve as team leaders and technical guides - at the peak of this industry, the number of workers engaged in "external hull maintenance" on the entire Ark was nearly 10,000.

The salary level of this profession is not high, it is just enough for daily expenses, but the subsidy for each maintenance operation is much higher than the per capita salary level of Ark residents - in a place where a meal includes meat (protein-synthesized meat) and vegetables. (Bean sprouts and some fungi produced in hydroponic farms, the main edible vegetables during the rafting period) A standard meal only costs 50 credits, and the subsidy for a maintenance operation outside the cabin is 6 to 8,000 credits. If it is For emergency maintenance tasks, it will be even higher.

Of course, high remuneration also means high risks. According to official statistics, the overall mortality rate of external hull maintenance workers is around 6.9% based on the number of trips out of the cabin. That is to say, for every 100 workers who leave the cabin to perform maintenance operations, , seven people could not return to the ark alive.

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After the Ark landed on Alpha Planet, this high-risk profession naturally disappeared from human history, and the thousands of space work suits in stock instantly became useless "waste" at a very cheap price. Flowed into the people.

Many people who cannot afford professional protective clothing will go to the black market to buy antiques from decades ago as substitutes. However, because these space work suits are originally the product of extreme cost reduction, coupled with their long-term disrepair, their reliable performance Not high. In addition, this equipment was originally designed for the gravity-free environment of space. When used on the ground, it will greatly limit the wearer's ability to move - because the death rate caused by accidents caused by these space work suits is even higher than The drifting era was even higher.

Although there are many people buying it, they are basically poor novice hunters or low-level mercenaries who are short of cash. They also know that the performance of this thing is not very good, and it can wear through some less dangerous items. The place is okay, but if you wear this thing and go to the molten mine area, it is no different from seeking death.

As for the team that Allen bumped into, almost half of them were wearing these cheap space work suits, and the shabbiest ones were even patched and wrapped with tape...

Neither the search and rescue troops sent here nor the staff stationed in the base can wear this kind of equipment. The identity of this group of people can only be exiles living in the wilderness, and the exiles who appear in the molten mine area Otherwise, they must be the group of "extremists" who belong to heretical sects.

Fortunately, the group did not discover Allen.

Allen hid behind an upturned roadbed and carefully peered at the group of people with a scope mounted on a sniper rifle - they seemed very anxious: the leader kept waving the automatic rifle in his hand, He seemed to be shouting at the person who had fallen to the end of the line. But the distance was too far, and Allen couldn't hear his voice, and because he was wearing a helmet, he couldn't judge what he was saying by observing the shape of his mouth.

"Could this group of people have rushed to support friendly forces?" This was the first thought that came to Allen's mind. "Could it be that the Commander and Team Leader Brea are exchanging fire with people from the heretical sect?"

So this group of people is rushing deeper into the mining area?

Allen's eyes swept over these people one by one - their equipment was very poor. Not only were the protective suits made of colorful "Universal Brand", but the weapons were also the same. The best among them was the one held by the leader. He had a 50% new Type 01 rifle, and the gadgets in other people's hands were not even considered fire sticks in the eyes of a soldier in his elite unit.

Allen even suspected that in a high-temperature environment like the molten mine area, those things that were pieced together from miscellaneous parts and could barely be regarded as "guns" might explode as soon as they were fired...

As for high-tech equipment such as electromagnetic weapons and laser weapons that require strong logistical support, they do not exist at all.

The combat effectiveness of this team is not very high. Looking at their marching ranks, their combat literacy is obviously not good. As for the tacit understanding and cooperation between them, it is impossible to talk about it.

Even the garrison corps, which Allen and the others look down on the most on weekdays, can randomly pull out a team of ten people and have the two sides confront each other head-on in an open area without the help of terrain, intelligence, fire support and other "foreign objects". The garrison corps team can also It was easy to annihilate more than thirty people, and there was a high probability that they would be unharmed.

"The distance between me and them is about 170 meters. Their weapons are basically mechanical sights...some don't even have sights. The chance of hitting me is very low..." Allen thought Calculating, "And there are two cracks several meters wide in the middle. It will be difficult for them to rush to my side in the first place."

His fingers gently rubbed the trigger guard of the sniper rifle, and he began to feel tangled in his heart.

"In order to speed up their march, they always choose open and flat places to move, with few bunkers around them. With my ability, I can completely wipe out all these people here. This may share some of the pressure for the commander... …”

"But once there is a firefight with this group of people, my position will inevitably be exposed. If there are still their people nearby, then I will be in a dangerous situation... The most fatal thing is that I will not be able to The news about the support base has been passed on to the commanders..."

"My first priority is to deliver intelligence, but Commander and the others may be in a bitter battle. Even if I can arrive at the battle area in time, I won't be able to get close to them..."

"Then it's better to eat this group of people first and then make other plans..."

After Allen made up his mind, he immediately loaded a bullet into the chamber and began to search for the target.

The assault rifle loaded with active ammunition was at his feet - if there was a container of Seed of Corrosion among this group of people, he was fully capable of killing such a monster.

He wouldn't even give the Corrosion Seed a chance to jump over the first crack.

Although Allen serves as a sniper in the team, his performance in fully automatic weapon shooting is also among the best in the team. He uses a Zero-1 assault rifle to shoot a moving target at a distance of 150 meters. One magazine has 20 bullets. The number of bullets that will miss the target will not be more than three - this kind of moving target is not the kind of moving target in the shooting gallery that moves slowly like a grandma in a wheelchair, but moves at a speed of up to 25 meters per second and moves irregularly. drone target.

The imaginary enemies they set up during training were completely based on the most ferocious indigenous creatures in the wilderness or enhanced erosion seeds.

Allen moved the muzzle of the gun smoothly and locked the sight on a strong man in the center of the team.

This big man carries an old-fashioned general-purpose machine gun on his shoulder. Although the rusty gun body means that the daily maintenance of this thing is very poor, or there is almost no daily maintenance, and the failure rate when shooting must be high. It was still high, but Allen didn't dare to gamble. No one could guarantee that the machine gun would get stuck after firing a few bullets.

More than 150 meters, within 300 meters... This is the most terrifying distance for the suppressive power of this general-purpose machine gun. A ten-millimeter caliber full-power bullet can easily penetrate a meter-thick rock, and a hundred-round bullet chain This ensures the continuity of firepower - the machine gunner does not need to aim accurately at all. He only needs to shoot "splashing water" at the place where Allen is hiding, and he will be unable to raise his head.

The first shot must kill the machine gunner who poses the greatest threat to him.

The ballistic calculator that comes with the sniper rifle scope can still work normally. Allen does not need to waste energy to calculate parameters such as wind speed and air pressure. The computer has automatically adjusted the deviation of the crosshair for him, allowing him to shoot at 170 meters. Distance can almost be said to mean where to hit.

"Bang! Bang!" He pulled the trigger.

One shot in the chest, one shot in the head.

The machine gunner fell in response!

The team instantly became a mess. Some people immediately rushed to the nearest bunker, while more people were spinning around like headless flies. The most outrageous guy was tripped by his companions. He fell to the ground and rolled out for more than ten meters, falling into a crack full of magma.

Just as Allen expected, this group of people had not received any formal military training at all, and they were completely unable to come up with any emergency plan when they were ambushed.

As for the leader, his reaction was quite fast. He immediately jumped behind a boulder. However, he did not give orders in time and gather his men. Instead, he poked the gun in his hand from the edge of the boulder. He came out and fired randomly towards the outside.

As for the impact point of the bullet, it was thousands of miles away from Allen's hiding place.

Even this "commander" has no military qualities at all. Any rookie who comes out of the recruit company will perform much better than him at this time.

This is not like a troop rushing to support friendly forces, but more like a group of hard workers driven by overseers.

"This guy didn't even know in which direction he fired the gun..." Allen thought, and he felt a lot more confident.

Two more shots were fired, killing a person who was trying to pick up the machine gun that fell on the ground. For a moment, those who could not find a bunker were lying on the ground - maybe they thought they could escape from nowhere. Bullets were flying, but from the perspective of Allen from a higher ground, these guys looked like they were lying on the ground waiting to die.

He even gave up the usual two-shot shooting and used single bullets to kill the enemies exposed under the scope one by one. It was like the God of Death was calling his name. Every few seconds, someone would be shot in the head. , every shot is a one-hit kill, without exception.

Counting the first machine gunner who was killed, there were a total of eleven people who failed to find a bunker. It took Allen less than a minute to kill all eleven people, and he didn't even have the second magazine. Not empty yet.

Until this time, this group of people had not discovered Allen's location. The environment in the molten mine greatly interfered with their judgment. They could only hear gunshots coming from a distance, and their companions were killed by a They were killed, but they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"The rest of the people are hiding behind the bunker... The air temperature is so high that thermal imaging cannot be used to determine their location..." Allen moved the gun body slightly, and the sight of the scope was on a few rocks. Moving back and forth between them - at first, some people followed their leader's example and stretched out their guns from the edge of the bunker to shoot randomly, but after Allen shot one of them through the palm, no one did this anymore. Done.

In the molten mine area, as long as the protective clothing is damaged, even if the injury is not fatal, it is equivalent to a slow death - these people do not carry any repair tape or the like, if a hole is punched in the protective clothing, it will I can only watch helplessly as all the oxygen inside leaks out...

This feeling may not be as satisfying as being shot to death...

No one showed up, and the situation suddenly fell into a stalemate. For Allen, this is not good news - although he suppressed the group, if other members of the heretical sect hear the gunshots and move towards this side, the situation will not be good. .

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[P.P.S. My personal writing style is that I like to introduce some background stories of the Ark in every possible way in the main plot, because I think this can make the world described in my book gradually become real and concrete... But then again, This seems to be a bit of a waste of word count. I don't know if this will affect everyone's reading experience, and I don't know if you like this kind of 'insert' description. I hope you can give me some suggestions or opinions. 】