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It felt like a century had passed before Bruce woke up.

His first sensation was a splitting headache.

He managed to raise his hand and touch his forehead; it was sticky.

"Damn it," Bruce cursed.

"Hank, Jerry..."

He shouted the names of his companions, but there was no response.

After a long while, a weak voice came.

"Jerry, how are you?" Bruce struggled to crawl over.

The astronaut named Jerry was in a miserable state. Unlike Bruce, who had broken his forehead, Jerry had broken his arm.

"How is it?" Bruce gently pressed his elbow, and the intense pain made Jerry grimace.

"Hiss, I... I'm okay. See how the others are."

Jerry said, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Bruce struggled to check on the other companions, his face turning extremely pale.

"What's wrong?"

"They're all dead," Bruce said in a low voice. Both fell silent.

"Bruce, don't be like this. There will always be sacrifices for the first Mars exploration. Hank and the others' sacrifices are meaningful to humanity. They are heroes of Earth."

Jerry comforted Hank.

"NASA's manned Mars exploration plan is too risky," Bruce's expression didn't improve despite Jerry's comfort. "Our technology isn't sufficient to support this risky plan, Jerry.

They shouldn't have died like this!"

Hearing this, Jerry was silent.

After a while, Jerry looked up: "Anyway, I hope we can get back alive."

"Yeah."

Bruce helped Jerry set his broken arm, secured it with a metal brace, and then began to inspect the spacecraft.

The Pirate II spacecraft was a small manned spacecraft.

Of course, 'small' here is in comparison to the Explorer transport ship.

In reality, it was still larger than the average American space shuttle.

"What is the extent of the damage to the spacecraft?"

"The damage is less than 7%. Most importantly, the engine system is intact. That's probably the only good news."

Hearing this, Jerry breathed a sigh of relief. This meant they still had a chance to go home, rather than being stranded on this desolate Mars.

"Let's go out!"

"Jerry, your arm is injured. You should stay in the spacecraft," Bruce suggested.

Jerry hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Half an hour later.

A Mars exploration vehicle drove out of the spacecraft's hatch.

Bruce drove the Mars exploration vehicle and began his scientific work.

As a qualified astronaut, Bruce was not only physically excellent, but also a scientist proficient in biology, geology, and other disciplines.

His job now was to collect Mars samples, preferably biological samples, although he didn't think the chances were high.

He didn't know how dangerous it was to be driving a defenseless rover around Mars so openly at this moment.

"This is... an earthquake!"

Suddenly, Bruce felt the ground shake and his face changed drastically.

Then, the "earthquake" became more and more severe, until it was like a stampede of thousands of horses.

Bruce was stunned. There was no corresponding plan in his training for this situation.

But exploring Mars was inherently a dangerous and challenging undertaking.

Bruce quickly left the rover and ran to an open area.

He knew that approaching large rocks at this time was a death wish.

"What is that..."

Not far away, a cloud of dust rose. In the yellow sandstorm, black figures appeared in Bruce's vision.

Jet-black figures, smooth shells, and beneath oval-shaped heads, mouths full of serrated teeth.

"Xenomorphs... aliens!"

The name of this monster appeared in Bruce's mind.

Three meters tall and five meters long, making Bruce look like a tiny speck.

Most importantly, there were too many aliens in front of him, like a black ocean.

Bruce curled up behind a boulder, shivering.

"They didn't find me, they didn't find me, they didn't find me..."

Bruce kept repeating words that he didn't even believe himself.

But these words seemed to work like a spell, and they actually worked.

The tidal wave of aliens completely ignored Bruce, rushing past him towards a direction they seemed to recognize.

"That direction is Mariner Valley!"

Bruce raised his head, his hand holding the camera trembling.

"However, this discovery is too important. Not only is there life on Mars, but it's terrifying aliens."

Just as he was about to climb into the rover, Bruce hesitated. "Should I go over and take a look? Maybe I can get more information."

Bruce looked up at the direction from which the alien army came.

Thinking of this, Bruce became determined and drove the rover over.

An hour later.

"This is?"

Bruce squatted on the ground, looking at the black sphere in front of him, his pupils shrinking. "An alien egg."

Bruce had the urge to pick one up and take it back for research, but reason stopped him.

He still understood the principle of 'no zuo no die'.

Just as he was about to stand up, the alien egg exploded instantly. A black facehugger ejected and the probing mouthparts shattered the helmet of the spacesuit.

"Thump!"

Bruce fell to the ground...

...

Mariner Valley, Mars.

B076 looked at the black mass of aliens outside the steel walls, a chill running down his spine.

"Hiss!" "Roar!" "Hiss!" "Roar!"

Deafening roars rang out, and more and more aliens surrounded the military base.

All the mech warrior squads outside hunting aliens retreated to the base to defend it.

"Damn it, did they kill all the Martian worms? How else could they have reproduced so much!"

Listening to the murmurs of his comrades, B076 felt heavy-hearted.

The aliens surrounding the base weren't just a few thousand or tens of thousands.

But millions. Even ants can cause qualitative changes with quantitative ones, let alone terrifying creatures like aliens.

The number of mech warriors inside the military base added up to less than 30,000.

B076 had no confidence in whether they could defend the military base. All he knew was that this was destined to be a brutal battle.

...

"How much longer until we arrive?"

"Reporting, Captain, six more hours."

On the route from Earth to Mars, a huge black starship floated in space.

The Meteor-class starship looked like it was stationary against the dark background of space.

In reality, its speed was much faster than the Explorer transport ship.

According to the calculations of the Space Center, the Meteor-class starship only needed about 18 hours to travel from Earth to Mars.

If it departed from Starlight City, the time required would be even shorter, less than half a day to reach Mars.

The Meteor-class starship, a true space warship.

The Explorer-class armed transport ship was just a small speck in front of it.

This was a ten-million-ton giant ship. Of course, the most powerful aspect of this starship wasn't its tonnage.