I don't have a system but I have a hammer

.........

At the same time, inside the general command post...

While the mobile unit was collecting alien monsters, I took a break to have a late night snack...

Although it was particularly inconvenient to wear an injection helmet, the mashed potatoes and potato powder on the plate still gave me a certain degree of comfort. However, during the meal, I discovered something strange on the electronic screen...

Why was the signal lost?

When I found that the red dot belonging to Uncle Wrench disappeared on the screen, I immediately realized something was wrong, and immediately pulled up the history record. After watching it for less than a minute, I knew his true intention, and I couldn't help but grin...

Really smart...

That's right, the reason why pheromones can transmit messages regardless of distance is entirely because of... the flag planting plan!

That was what I ordered before I left the Earth. The general content of the plan is that when the Earth needs help, members of the Hammer Gang must summon the remaining survivors on the Earth and plant electronic flags with built-in particle signal terminals in about 500000 locations around the world. place, which is equivalent to establishing a huge inert communication network on the surface of the earth...

And with the existence of the inert network, no matter Erha or I, as long as we land on the earth, we can immediately learn about the general situation of the earth from electronic chess, and at the same time we can establish short-term communication, even if the communication time is only one minute. , the energy of the electronic flag will be exhausted...

It's a pity that the inert communication network did not connect the entire earth in the end, because the appearance of the second child made everyone think that I was back, thus interrupting the flag-planting plan...

However, the existing electronic flags have occupied most of the earth. Although the built-in energy is limited and cannot transmit messages like communication stations, there is still no problem in sensing pheromone signals...

At the same time, the wind and snow in recent days have also covered all the electronic flags, which is the best cover. In addition, the signals between the electronic flags are transmitted underground, so people like Uncle Wrench are used to The act of continuously detecting particle signals in the air naturally cannot detect electronic flags buried deep in the ground, which gives the pheromones maximum room to play...

But just now, the pheromone lost contact...

I think it was because of the nuclear explosion that the electronic flags in Area 123 were damaged, or because the graphene powder was mixed in the snow, temporarily blocking the particle signal...

But one thing is certain. According to the historical trajectory of pheromones, there is a high probability that Uncle Wanner has sneaked into the white mist and is preparing to implement a beheading plan...

Although his specific coordinates are not known now, since he wants to enter the second front, the only way is to disguise himself as a field army and blend in. Otherwise, any slight fluctuation in the air will expose his dynamic disguise...

After thinking about this, I shook my head and smiled, then stood up and patted Correspondent C on the shoulder...

"Give me the captain of the field team..."

"Roger that!"

Soon, the communication was established. I stroked the thermos bottle that I had touched countless times and casually gave instructions...

"What I say next is very important. Please make sure there is no one around to avoid alerting the enemy..."

"it is good!"

The captain of the field team responded happily, and was silent for nearly a minute before replying with a heavy breath...

"There is no one around me now, just tell me..."

"When I come back later..."

I probably imagined the scene in the fog and the possible infiltration methods the other party would use, and I narrowed my eyes slightly...

"Let the cycling team and the three-wheeled team return to their nests by themselves. The reason is that the vehicles are full and they cannot take people with them. During their return, you have to pay special attention to whether there are people in the team who are not very skilled in riding bicycles. If you find them , don’t alert the snake, just report it as soon as possible…”

"What if the other party is riding a tricycle?"

The field team leader is not a fool. As soon as he heard my tone and instructions, he guessed the possibility of a spy coming, and put forward a hypothesis that gave me a little headache...

"You can't tell if you are familiar with it or not..."

"Well…"

I frowned, picked up the thermos cup and took a sip, and took advantage of this gap to come up with a solution...

"Then look at the tire tracks. On the way back, the snow must be deeper than near Area 123. And the aliens came in a hurry. If they want to simulate a person's appearance, they can only use camouflage technology, so he also You will inevitably wear a heavy mecha, and your weight will naturally exceed the standard..."

"And you only need to observe the tire marks of each tricycle and the depth of the snow. Remember, the deeper the tire sinks, the more obvious the tire marks will be, which means the heavier the rider is. How to operate specifically? You can handle it yourself, and I will ask the drone squadron to help you find someone later..."

After hearing the plan, the field team leader responded immediately without much hesitation...

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

After hanging up the communication, I stretched and turned to look at Erha, who had just returned to the central control room and was enjoying human food. I stepped forward and tried my best to smile gracefully...

"Can you help me?"

"Can…"

Seeing my low tone, Erha raised his eyebrows, blinked his beautiful big eyes, stuffed a piece of potato into his mouth, and added vaguely...

"But...you have to...do me a favor..."

"Okay, let me talk first..."

I glanced at the people eating late night snacks, sat down next to her, and whispered in a low voice...

"Uncle Wrench may have infiltrated the cycling team. Please go to the second front to guard him now. When I give you his bicycle number, you can secretly spread the graphene powder on him... "

"Well, it's easy..."

Erha did not refuse, he just finished the food on the plate in a few mouthfuls, then stood up and put on his helmet, but turned around very lightly, smiled and patted my face...

"But don't laugh next time, it's really ugly..."

"screw you…"

I immediately rolled my eyes, slapped her hand open, and changed the subject with a curled lips...

"Didn't you just say that you need me to do you a favor? I finished it right away, and now it's your turn..."

"What I need your help with is what I just did..."

Facing everyone's funny and teasing looks, Erha walked to the door of the central control room, looked at my ragged and suddenly embarrassed face, and deliberately shouted loudly...

"Don't laugh next time, it's really ugly!"

"... "

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[Two hundred meters behind the white fog blockade...]

[After a short and torturous half an hour, the cargo military card was finally filled with mechanical slaves, which made every soldier involved smile heartily. After all, these mechanical slaves in front of them, It is not just as simple as alien technology, it can even become human ground weapons. Even if you take a step back, you can at least smelt a variety of practical materials. In short, you can make a lot of money...]

[So everyone is happy, and it makes sense...]

[But just when everyone was preparing to return home with full load according to the original plan, the voice of the field team captain rang out on the built-in communicator of each military truck at the same time...]

"Everyone has it!"