Alien Relic Hunter

"Are we...will we die?" When the hunter from the Gray Bird Hunting Group tightened the straps on the outside of the protective suit, the "volunteer" suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

"Not necessarily." The hunter of the Gray Bird Hunting Group glanced at him and said, "There are many situations in which the drone cannot come back. Don't think too much about it. Just teleport it back immediately after arriving at the destination. How can it be possible? A big thing? In just a few seconds, you can get six million. This kind of good thing, no one else can even ask for it."

"..." The volunteer bit the tip of his tongue hard and took two deep breaths, trying to calm himself down... However, the amplitude and frequency of his legs swaying continued to increase. If it weren't for two A hunter supported him by his side, but his legs and feet might have gone weak and he sat down on the ground.

"Calm down." Ghost Owl glanced at the two of them and said with a frown, "The more you fear death, the easier it is to die - if there is really something on the other side of the teleportation channel, you might be able to survive if you move quickly enough. Come back, if your legs are so weak that you can’t run, then who do you think you can blame?”

"But, but... I can't control it... I don't want to be like this, my body just won't obey its orders..." the volunteer said with a sad face.

"Give them both a shot." Ghost Owl said.

The injection in his mouth naturally refers to the injection of stimulants. After the hunters of the Gray Bird Hunting Group injected the contents of the syringe into the two people's bodies, their condition was obviously much more stable, but their breathing changed. Gotta be more urgent.

"I...I want to go to the toilet." At this time, another volunteer said.

"Just put it in the protective suit." The hunter beside him patted his back, "Don't worry, it won't burn your crotch."

The protective suits worn by both of them were designed based on combat space suits. Even if the other end of the transmission channel is a vacuum space with a temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius, this suit can ensure that they can move for six months in that environment. More than ten minutes... As for the excrement disposal device, it is the most basic configuration of this type of protective clothing - after all, there is no place in space where you can take off your pants for convenience.

"It's almost time." Ghost Owl glanced at the watch on his wrist, then turned to look at Ke Lan.

Ke Lan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

The two volunteers walked towards the black mist accompanied by four hunters... Rather than escorting, it would be more appropriate to say escorting. The expressions on their faces were just like those being promoted in old-era documentaries. The people on the execution ground were almost identical.

"Remember! Your mission is to inquire about the situation in Block 1, and try your best to remember everything you see, hear and feel -" Ghost Owl said in a deep voice.

The four hunters had let go of the two volunteers. The two looked at each other with tense faces, and then began to slowly walk towards the black mist.

"Old dog, do you think they... can come back?" Layton had put down the laptop in his hand, tilted his head, and asked the hound in a voice that only a few people around him could hear.

"It's hard to say. Besides, you should know more about this kind of problem than I do." The hound's eyes were always focused on the two volunteers, "Don't you still know the performance of the four drones?... …And these two guys, their protective suits don’t even have shield generators.”

"But drones are dead objects, and they use preset automatic programs. Their adaptability is very poor, and they are definitely not as good as living people in complex situations." Layton argued.

"It seems that you still hope that these two people can come back alive." Thirty-three glanced at Layton and said in a tone that could not hear any emotion at all.

"As a member of the exploration team, I definitely hope that they can come back alive." Layton stared at Thirty-Three with some confusion, "If even these two people fail to come back, the exploration operation in Block 1 will Can’t we just put it on hold?”

"From your personal point of view, do you hope that these two people can come back?" Thirty-three asked again, "Twelve million to buy two lives... I think this price is too high, not to mention, they still have You won’t necessarily die.”

"Cum?" The hound raised his eyebrows, looking a little unkind.

"The one-time pension for the Velociraptor Squad is 120,000 points for ordinary soldiers, double for non-commissioned officers, and four times for lieutenants. The families of those killed in battle can receive 15,000 points of 'guarantee money' every year. Ten years, the total is 150,000..."

As soon as Thirty-Three said these words, Hound's eyes suddenly changed. The skin on his face twitched slightly, and then he muttered: "At least your people can still get this money. I At least one-third of my brothers who were killed in battle have been classified as 'missing', damn..."

"Is this why you were expelled from the army?" Thirty-three asked calmly.

"Otherwise, the people in the field army also know that they are in the wrong, and they still dare not mention it to me... If those brothers who died had not entrusted their families to me, I would have long-- "Hound suddenly paused when he said this, clenched his fist and punched Leighton's shoulder hard, and his tone suddenly dropped: "Fuck..."

"If you scold me, why the hell did you hit me?" Layton touched his shoulder armor with some distress - the hound's hand was covered with a full-metal gauntlet. With just one punch, he directly hit me. The newly applied paint on the Layton robotic arm dried and chipped.

"Help you do some battle damage painting." Hound said angrily.

However, on the other side, Thirty-Three was observing the hound's actions with great interest. After the two of them had finished arguing, he said, "So, the rumors that you almost launched a mutiny are true?"

"Whatever rumors are true or false are all in the past, don't mention them... Nick is dead, and the relic hunter who is alive now is called 'Hound'. Of course, if you want to get close to me, call me 'Old Dog' 'Okay, I'm a very generous person, so I won't mind." Hound waved his hand, obviously not wanting to continue the topic.

"The Colonel Nick I heard about is not someone who compromises easily." Thirty-three continued.

"I told you that Nick is dead, and now there's only 'Hound'!" Hound said impatiently, "What's more, what can you do if you don't compromise? Is it really a rebellion? They entrusted their families to them before they died in the war. Give it to me, and then I will take their family to a dead end?"

"You became a ruin hunter to feed those people?" Thirty-three's eyes changed slightly, and his originally plain but somewhat harsh tone became slightly softer.

"Otherwise...I'm too lazy to think about it now, as long as I can make my own people live a better life..."

Thirty-three didn't answer. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the black mist.

The figures of the two volunteers have been swallowed up by the black mist. Although from the perspective of Ke Lan and others, the silhouettes of their bodies can still be vaguely seen, in fact, the two have already entered the transmission channel. .

None of the hunters made a sound, silently staring at the two figures completely becoming transparent and disappearing.

Anyone who has experienced several teleportations knows that when the figure at this end of the passage completely disappears, it means that the person or thing entering the passage has reached its destination.

Many people held their breath - among this group of hunters, the vast majority of people hoped that the two volunteers could come back safely... but the vast majority of people also believed that... they might not come back at all. .

"Meat Scout" has always been a "profession" with a very high mortality rate during the process of exploring ruins. Let alone S-level ruins, even for A-level, B-level and even C-level ruins, the average death rate of "meat scout" The rate is also above 50%.

In the face of the "safety measures" set up by Alpha civilization, human protective equipment is rarely of use, not to mention that in order to save costs, many hunting groups will not equip "meat detectives" with good equipment at all - in In their eyes, the "meat detective" is just a cannon fodder used to avoid mines.

"I guess it's doubtful." As soon as Layton finished speaking, another "battle damage paint" was added to the elbow of the robotic arm. The hound glared at him viciously: "Shut your crow's mouth!"

"Thirty seconds have passed." Ivan glanced at the timer and said solemnly.

A total of twenty-one seconds passed between the two volunteers entering the black mist and their figures disappearing completely - that is to say, the time it takes to teleport from the core power room to "Block One" is twenty-one seconds. If the two of them had returned immediately after arriving at the other end of the passage, they would have appeared in front of everyone by this time.

"They won't have died, right?" Layton muttered softly.

"I told you to shut up!" Hound scolded, "Do you have to put the barrel of a recoilless rifle in your mouth?"

"It's also possible... that there was no obvious danger at the other end of the passage, so they didn't choose to return immediately." Ivan tapped the timer panel lightly, "It's been one minute."

At this moment, two phantoms suddenly appeared in the black mist, and gradually solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"They are back!" someone among the hunters exclaimed.

"It seems that there are no arms or legs missing." Ghost Owl folded his hands in front of his chest and said in a muffled voice.

Hound and Layton, who almost had a fight just now, looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.

It also took the two volunteers 21 seconds to return from Block 1. As soon as they came out of the black fog, they ran quickly towards Ke Lan and the others.

"How's it going? What's going on over there?" The hound walked up quickly, grabbed one of the people's shoulders, and asked hurriedly.

"The passage, the exit of the passage seems... it seems... not... not inside 'Yagunaktor'!" the volunteer said out of breath.

"The exit is not inside Yagunaktor? How are you sure? Be more specific!" The hound was startled and shook the other party's shoulders vigorously.

"I, we... we seem to have been transported to the wilderness." Another volunteer said. He simply sat on the ground and kept rubbing his legs that were about to cramp. "Many... many indigenous creatures, Our landing point was more than two hundred meters away from the return point, and we almost... almost couldn't run back."

"What wilderness? What indigenous creatures? You should explain it clearly!" Leighton shouted.

"No rush, let them slow down first." Ghost Owl raised his hand, and two hunters from the Gray Bird Hunting Group immediately walked up and helped them disassemble the heavy equipment on their bodies - these two sets of equipment The lining was almost soaked with sweat, and their limbs were twitching violently, as if they had been electrocuted.

After waiting for the two of them to tremble and drink most of the bottle of water, Ghost Owl walked up to them and said word for word: "Retell what you saw, in chronological order, exactly as it is, and try not to No details left out.”

"Okay, okay." One of the two volunteers nodded, "After we landed, we found that the location we were in was a barren plain..."

"Barren plains?" Leighton was about to ask, but was glared back by the hound: "Don't interrupt, let them speak for themselves."

"Yes... it's a plain, with land, a sky, and radiation clouds and the sun in the sky..." the volunteer continued, "That place should be outside Yagunaktor... but the specific location is Where, we don’t know.”

After he finished speaking, he began to gasp heavily, obviously not knowing what to say anymore.

"Is there any iconic terrain?" Ghost Owl asked.

"No, it's an endless plain... But about one kilometer away from the teleportation destination, a large number of indigenous creatures gathered. They seemed to be eating... but we didn't see them clearly biting. What kind of meat is it? Fortunately, they didn’t notice us, so we hurriedly ran into the black mist..."

"Can you identify the species of these indigenous creatures?" Ivan spoke this time.

Both volunteers shook their heads and said, "We have never seen this kind of indigenous creature, but it looks a bit like... a wolf on Earth."

"Wolf?" Ivan was stunned for a moment and said to himself, "There are at least twenty kinds of indigenous creatures on Alpha Planet that are similar in appearance and size to wolves... You two wait a moment."

As Ivan said, he took out his tablet and found a dozen pictures of wolf-like creatures: "Is it one of these pictures?"

The two of them still shook their heads.

"Then have you paid attention to the sky? And the sun... Is there anything unusual about the sky and the sun?" Ghost Owl then asked.

"I didn't pay much attention...but it should be exactly the same as the sky in the wilderness." A volunteer said.

"Where are the drones? Have you found the drones sent out before?" Layton asked.

"No……"

"Mr. Ke Lan, what's going on?" Ghost Owl turned his head and looked at Ke Lan, "Judging from the descriptions of these two people, they were indeed teleported to the outside of 'Aguna Kotor' - —In some unknown corner of the wilderness.”

"But judging from the feedback information from the console, the transmission destination has not changed." Ke Lan shook his head, "It is within this battleship. Moreover, if it is to be transmitted to the outside of the battleship, the energy consumed cannot be that high. few."

"Then how do they explain what they saw?"

"Is it possible..." Ke Lan pondered for half a second and said, "Is there... a cave inside the battleship?"

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