star hunter

Shute didn't say anything about Xilin's silence. From the beginning until now, Xilin didn't say much. He just felt that the child was too silent and that young people should be more lively and cheerful.

"Xilin, don't worry about that now. After we deal with the black rats, there will be specialized personnel who will do it when we repair the base. We should go to the waste treatment plant at the other end. That's their lair over there." Shute looked at it.

He looked at the time and said.

"Wait...Okay!" Xilin turned on the instrument and entered a series of instructions.

"What is this?" one of the team members asked. The text on the instrument had been worn away by the black rats and could not be read clearly.

"This should be an instrument for analyzing genes or something," another team member said.

"Well, this is a relatively high-end analyzer within the Star Alliance." Xilin took out a small syringe from his waist pocket, dropped it into a groove on the instrument, and then pushed the groove into the bayonet.

Enter a series of formulas together again.

"Look, I told you to read more books so that you can understand what instruments you encounter in the future, otherwise you will be called illiterate."

"Tch, I'm a soldier. It's enough for a soldier to know how to fight. Why do you need culture?"

Several team members laughed and chatted.

But Shute didn't laugh. Xilin's reaction gave him a bad feeling. He had long heard from Huo Ding that Xilin was a very talented person and was doing research at Qiyao Research Department. Now it seems that this

The boy does have real talent and knowledge. It took him less than five minutes to repair this instrument, and his skills were expert. However, the blood that Xilin dripped on the instrument just now should be the blood of a black rat, right? When did he do it?

"How's it going?" Shute leaned over and asked, because he couldn't understand the advanced things displayed on the screen at all.

Sure enough, it is terrible to be uneducated. However, as my subordinate said just now, it is enough for soldiers to know how to fight. Their brains have limited memory, and there are too many things that the CPU cannot keep up with.

Xilin did not answer Shute's question directly, but said: "Captain, do me a favor and collect the blood stains of the black rats left in the laboratory, try to make them as fresh as possible." In some places, the black rats were playing tricks on their own or being beaten.

The blood stains left by injuries caused by the laboratory's protective system will not change much as long as they do not come into contact with drugs.

"Okay." Shute took a bag of small tubes handed over by Xilin. Each small tube contained a sterile cotton swab. Unexpectedly, this guy even brought this thing with him when he was preparing equipment on the battleship.

After a while, nine people came over with twenty-eight blood samples.

Xilin found several solutions in the laboratory, and after some processing, he put all twenty-eight samples together for analysis at the same time. Looking at a series of data displayed on the screen, he sighed, "Wait a minute, I will

I'll take another sample and hope to find it."

"Hey, what is that kid doing?" a team member complained.

"I have a bad feeling," another person muttered.

Xilin looked at a cave entrance, took a few photos, and then jumped into the cave.

"Hey, you!" The hair of the team members who came over almost stood up. It was a rat hole. They couldn't even stretch their fists and feet inside, let alone raise their guns. If a black rat suddenly jumped out from below,

You will definitely have to wait for death. Although the life detector did not detect anything, in this kind of experimental base, there are too many interference factors, and it is common for the instrument to malfunction.

It was pitch dark in the cave, and the people above could not see what Xilin was doing. Xilin took off his gloves and directly attached his hands to the cave wall. The virus carried by the black rat had no effect on him. When he touched the cave wall, Xilin

The brain has begun to analyze the information touched by the fingers at high speed. The DNA analysis of the fine hair, dander, saliva and other traces left on the cave wall is similar to the data on the instrument.

His fingers moved on the wall of the cave and suddenly paused when he moved to a certain place. Xilin put on his gloves again, took out the cotton swab from the small tube, wiped it there, and also scraped a layer there with a carving knife.

Seeing Xilin come out of the cave, Shute and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. This kid is really...

After testing and analyzing the samples just taken in the cave on the instrument, and comparing them with the previous twenty samples, a series of data were displayed on the screen.

"It's exactly as I expected." Xilin pointed to the data displayed on the screen and said to everyone: "This is a comparison of the samples I just collected in the cave with the more than 20 samples you collected. According to the genetic material analysis

I won’t go into details about some of the inferred data, but in short, we were fooled.”

Shute frowned, "Explanation?"

"I'm just saying the same thing." Xilin pointed to a piece of data. "The strength of the red and white muscles in the black rats we hunted was more than five times weaker than that of the black rat that burrowed. In other words, the strength of the black rat that burrowed.

The black rats in the cave are much stronger in terms of speed and endurance than the black rats we have encountered, and this is just an incomplete analysis."

"Is it another, stronger black rat that makes the burrows?" Shute asked.

"Yes, because the black rats we shot couldn't even scratch through the reinforced protective belt under this part of the base! I checked the holes and the claw marks at the holes were so sharp that they could even scratch the steel plate. If

These black rats we encountered may not be able to break through even if we give them a month, but how long does it take to drill the hole in the base?"

The team members were silent.

Yes, how long did it take for the base to be captured? How many hours!

"Where are those stronger black rats? The waste treatment plant?"

"No, if my guess is correct, their real 'elites' are below the central area of ​​the base!"

Shute was shocked, "How is that possible! They are not..."

What Shute originally wanted to say was that these black rats couldn't penetrate the underground protective layer in the central area. But Shute immediately realized that they might have been wrong from the beginning. It's not that they couldn't penetrate. Since there are

Such a powerful black rat, no matter how strong the central area is, it cannot resist for long.

"What do they want to do?" one team member couldn't help but ask.

"Revenge, they want revenge." Xilin looked towards the central area, where the core researchers of the base were located.

Those shot and killed were just the pioneer troops of the black rats, the real elites, who have never shown up. Xilin even suspected that the black rat captured at the research base was intentional by the leader of the black rats, because that one was not an elite either. Compared to

The one digging the hole is not on the same level at all.

Under the waste treatment plant was their former nest because there was water and food there. But now, it is just a cover for the action troops to continue wasting ammunition and time.

They used this trick very well. There are far more intelligent races in this world than people think.

"Why didn't you say it if you already expected it?!" a team member said angrily.

"Say? There is no evidence. Will you believe me if I say it?" As a student of Xilin, no one, whether it is the military personnel or the researchers at the base, will believe him. In this case, it is better to find the evidence yourself. Xilin himself

Even if he is not a kind-hearted person, he will not do such things as sticking a warm face to a cold butt. The life and death of those people is none of his business.

If Mo Heng knew what Xilin was thinking, he would probably be so angry that he would be beaten up.

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