Data Wasteland

"Sticky..."

On the bare stone mountain, a mountain centipede, as thick as an underground drainage pipe, is walking between the rocks. The black carapace is as hard as steel, rubbing rocks at the edges, drawing sparks.

Looking around, the rocks are everywhere, the vegetation is sparse, and the rock walls are steep and steep, as if they have been chopped by a knife. Although the mountain is steep, the mountain centipede is not affected at all. Thousands of feet are moving like waves, small and sharp, pierced on the mountain wall, steady like flying.

It is winter now, and under normal circumstances, it will hibernate in a crack in the rock. But this mountain centipede was a bit unlucky. It didn't find enough food in autumn, and the nutrients in its body were not enough to survive the harsh winter, so it went out to look for food.

However, at this time, most of the mountain creatures are hibernating and food is very scarce. And it didn't dare to go to the Black Dead Forest further away. The creatures there were too powerful, and it didn't want to become someone's dinner. It walked through the crevices of the rocks, looking for delicious food that might be hidden in it to sleep soundly. As a carnivorous mutant insect, it has a wide range of diets. Basically, except for vegetarian food, it can be shredded and swallowed.

"Chiji..."

Climbing from one mountain to another, and then into a valley, it was attracted by a burst of tiny insects.

Between the crevices of the stone, there were several milky white figures swaying. If it is human vision, it may be mistaken for snow. But the ways of distinguishing insects and humans are completely different. Centipedes have very poor eyesight and can only sense light and fuzzy shadows, mainly relying on smell.

It danced in red and black, like the tentacles of a whip. Odor molecules are attached to the surface of the tentacles and transmit the sweet taste to the insect brain through taste cells.

The thick and long body of the mountain centipede trembled, and the sweet prey made it extremely excited. Then, it slowly lowered its body, wriggling thousands of feet, and quietly got into the cracks in the stone.

A group of milk-white little guys are lining up, head to tail connected, seeming to be carrying something. It arched its body quietly, then with a "shoo", it slammed out, biting one of the little guy's swollen belly.

The milky white slurry splattered out immediately, a piece of sweetness in the mouthparts full of fangs.

"Squeak!"

Its sudden intrusion caused the group of white little guys to panic and screamed sharply. But even so, their formation remained intact, maintaining order and fleeing into the cave.

"Lalallal..."

The mountain centipede chewed vigorously, the worm shells flew, and the milky white sap trickled out of the mouthparts. It is not in a hurry, as long as it knows the entrance of the ant nest, there is time to enjoy the delicious food.

Swallow the chewed termite, it will find it soon

The next goal is to bite, chew and swallow big mouthfuls.

The retreat of termites lasted for several minutes, and during this time, one termite buries its body and worm's belly every few seconds. When all the termites got into the cave, the mountain centipede immediately entered its tail and continued its gluttonous feast. White tender meat full of juice is undoubtedly the most beautiful delicacy in the world.

Although the termites screamed miserably, there was no confusion and they kept moving at a constant speed. When the mountain centipede swallowed the fifty-second termite, the tunnel widened, the wall of the cave rustled with strange noises, and the soil and ash continued to fall, but it was immersed in the joy of eating and did not notice These changes.

When the sixty-fifth termite was swallowed, the queue of termites suddenly began to accelerate. Seeing the food flee, it chased after it angrily. At this time, there was a intensive crawling sound from the rear.

Driven by instinct, it turns its head and moves backwards in a "U" shape.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

Suddenly, a sharp neigh rang through the corridor. Unlike the panic screams made by termites before, this is a neat and orderly battle cry.

The next moment, a tide of termites swarmed into the hole. They don’t look similar to the previous termites, they don’t have bulky bellies, and they don’t have short feet. The six toes are long, covered in armor, and the ant tongs are thick and large, and they move very fast.

The mountain centipede was not worried. These weak creatures could not cause damage to its carapace, so it moved its body methodically, turned around and crawled out, biting a guy with a small eye from time to time, chewing and swallowing.

But it didn't take long for it to become frantic, and it uttered harsh insect sounds.

Soldier ants can't bite its carapace, turn their heads and bite its feet. It didn't feel at first. It is a hundred meters long and has thousands of knots. It usually breaks and can grow back in a few days.

But when this number reaches a certain level, its movement becomes difficult. Soldier ants crawled all over its body, biting at the weakness of the joints. The mountain centipede twisted its body frantically, and the huge force threw the soldier ants on the wall of the cave, crushing it into pieces.

However, more and more soldier ants appeared, among them there was a worker ant with a swollen abdomen and a bright green light under the white peritoneum.

"Zizzi!"

They opened their mouths and spewed bright green formic acid, which fell on the carapace, emitting large plumes of white smoke.

A little acid can't cause much damage, but when the amount reaches a certain level, the effect is extremely terrible. The thick carapace was corroded and penetrated, and large tracts of carapace were lifted, revealing the raw flesh inside.

"grumble!"

The pain of the torn flesh and blood spreads to the worm’s brain, and the mountain centipede emits a huge

Screams, but it doesn't have much strength to struggle. More and more termites crawled on it, until in the end, the whole body was submerged.

Three days later, the huge mountain centipede was left with an empty insect shell, which was extremely clean and could not even find a single piece of meat.

Subsequently, a crystal nucleus the size of a goose egg was sent to the back insect.

"Hurry up and hide it. Brother likes this colorful little stone the most."

The termites transported raised their heads, squeaked, and then ran to the corner with the crystal core, digging a hole to bury it.

At the same time, in the ruins of the city thousands of kilometers away, the newly established town has already taken shape.

Said to be a small town, more like a solid fortress. Although there are past merchants and mercenaries, but the number is scarce, and cautious and polite.

In the North Bridge regiment, there are only two results. The best is to be bombed out, and the other is to stay here forever.

Outsiders' range of activities is limited to the periphery of the fort, and no one can approach the middle part.

At this time, out of the sight of everyone, the center area under the heavy defenses was neatly lined with mechas.

Logisticians in orange overalls ran back and forth, carrying tool boxes or oil drums in their hands. The hatch of the mecha was open, and the pilot inside was checking the equipment.

A woman in a white combat priest's robe and a woman in a red combat uniform with two long knives crossed behind their backs patrolled the field. Every time they pass by, the mercenaries will stop their work and stand at attention and salute them.

The woman in the red combat uniform is not short, she seems to be one meter tall, but standing next to the woman in the white combat priest's robe, she looks a little petite and exquisite.

"Why, do you want to go down too?" The woman in the red combat uniform put her arms around her chest, with a calm expression, "Hua Po won't agree?"

"I need first-line combat experience." The woman in the white battle priest's robe looked at the busy personnel and sighed.

The woman in the red combat uniform scowled, "Do you want me to hide the flower from the lady?"

The woman in the white battle priest's robe didn't answer directly, but talked about other things, "I am the deputy head in charge of supplies. I will inspect the goods in person for these newly arrived Valkyries and Burning Heavenly Birds."

The woman in the red combat uniform frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally sighed and said, "Okay..." Then she emphasized, "But you must follow me and you can't act without authorization."

"Thank you." The woman in the white battle priest's robe nodded with a smile on her face.