touch of empire

The rebels in the hunting area are the friendly forces we will support in this mission.

While speaking, the transport ship has landed on this planet.

The electronic scanner quickly presented the whole picture of the planet to everyone.

This is a planet that is three times larger than the Earth, the birthplace of human beings, and what is different from the Earth is that 80.00% of the entire planet is land, and the ocean only occupies a small part, and there are almost no large Creatures, the purpose of the existence of the ocean, seems to be to maintain the operation of the entire ecosystem.

The atmosphere is filled with rain and fog all day long, and the light rain spreads all over the world. The position of the stars is far away from the planet. Sunrise is often covered by clouds and fog, and the difference between day and night cannot be seen at all.

The transport ship landed in a low-lying wetland. As soon as the spaceship landed, the ordinary soldiers who were responsible for building the base moved into action. According to the latest construction standards, a steel base for 6 people could be built in this basin.

The mining vehicle quickly locked on to a nearby mine, and the steel melting furnace was built first. Half an hour later, various standard steel materials were laid on the rather muddy land, which became the foundation of the base.

And everyone's optical brain adjusts the time by [-] units to match the speed of the planet's autobiography.

While the ordinary soldiers were setting up their bases, the Sentinels also started their own operations.

Wearing a special combat uniform, Yaxi emphasized the task again to the sentinels under him.

"The place we are in is the former capital of the Galactic Empire and the current occupied area. There are many human buildings here, but they have been infected by alien beasts and turned into petri dishes. They will not pose a threat during the day, but they will be at night It will mutate into a living monster and attack. Our goal is to clean these infected human petri dishes during the day and transport the mutants in the petri dishes back to the base. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" More than 1 sentinels responded at the same time.

Yaxi glanced at his watch: "It's eight o'clock in the morning. We set off to clean the petri dishes. We must rush back to the base before the sun goes down. Otherwise... it will be dangerous!"

Shi Luo's optical brain immediately gave a countdown in his visual area, and at this moment Salka was also wearing the same combat uniform, following Shi Luo, looking like a taller sentinel, nothing else.

"It's daytime now, what you need to pay attention to is not to conflict with friendly forces, let's go!" As soon as Yashi waved his hand, tens of thousands of sentries set off from the base in small combat ships.

Shi Luo looked back from the small spaceship, the human base had just built its foundation, and only some steel plates fell on the ground.

Soon, the small spaceship flew out of this area, Shi Luo focused his attention on the spaceship's scanner.

Shi Luo was on a small spaceship with ten people. His team had a total of ten small spaceships of this type, plus a transport ship. They were lucky and soon found an infected human building.

It looked like a theater in the ruins. Shi Luo had never been to the capital, so he didn't know where it was, but Salka, who had lived in the capital for a long time, recognized the building at a glance.

"This is the Royal Theater during the Galactic Empire!" Sareka's voice was a little surprised, "I've still seen performances here, God...it has become like this now..."

In Shi Luo's mind, the photos and videos of the Royal Theater that he had seen immediately came to mind. The place is resplendent and magnificent, and the Euro-style stone pillars decorate this place with an extraordinarily artistic atmosphere, condensing the wisdom and beauty of hundreds of millions of years of human beings. .

Shi Luo recalled the Royal Theater in his mind, compared with the one he saw in front of him, he couldn't react for a while.

Below is a square building, which has collapsed at one corner. The golden walls in memory have long since disappeared, and instead appear gray and mottled.

On the walls on all sides, there are dark gray neural net-like things hanging, and those nets are still cooing up and down, as if something is hatching in it.

On the top of this thing are some dark red tentacles-like thick limbs, dangling in mid-air, spraying out streams of sticky pus, wrapping the building.Like an ugly pustule growing on the ground, there is no beauty or art at all.

The gray sky is raining non-stop, and the atmosphere that was once most suitable for human survival has now been completely changed.The corrosive gas mixed with raindrops and dripped onto the ground, corroding the ground into deep pits of various sizes.

Sure enough, as Dong Ren said, this place is no longer a glorious center of human culture and art, but has become a hell on earth.

Ten spaceships were circling in the sky, and the computer of the main ship where Shi Luo was located immediately finished scanning this place.

"Drip! It's nine o'clock in the morning, and there are about a hundred signs of human life. You still have ten hours before your return flight."

Shi Luo didn't hesitate much, and ordered his soldiers to open fire.

The particle light cannon quickly blew up those tentacles that seemed to be sleeping in mid-air, and lifted the roof.

Shi Luo slowly flew down from the spaceship, and the metal combat uniform wrapped him tightly. He landed on the lifted cement slabs, and saw that the gaps in the cement slabs were filled with a network of nerve-like substances. .

When Shi Luo stepped on it, he felt that the soles of his feet were soft, and those cement slabs seemed to be bouncing together like a heartbeat.

Ma Wen took the opportunity to report: "Master, there are signs of life in the direction of twelve o'clock ahead!"

So Shi Luo waved his hand, and his hundred-man team immediately moved forward.

This theater is not too big, only a few thousand square meters, Shi Luo quickly found a human petri dish.

It was a translucent dish about ten meters high with a diameter of about 30 meters. It was filled with a dark red liquid. Each of them was naked, as if they were sleeping in a womb, with their hands wrapped around their knees, closed Eyes floating in disorder in it.

Sometimes they collide, sometimes they are far apart.Shi Luo counted, there were 35 people, and they were...adults!

Shi Luo placed the blasting device he brought on the transparent wall, and soon the petri dish was blasted off, and the dark red liquid inside flowed out, spread to Shi Luo's feet, and then flowed outward.

The 35 people were suddenly exposed to the air, and they opened their eyes in confusion, but they didn't know what happened.

Shi Luo hurried forward, unfolded the rescue capsule, and, like the other sentries, dragged one of the mutants, intending to carry him back to the rescue capsule.

But when Shi Luo bent down to pick up the naked mutant, the mutant looked straight at Shi Luo.

There was a throbbing in Shi Luo's heart, and then, a sharp tinnitus sounded in Shi Luo's mental area.

At the same time, those sentinels who were holding the mutants and were about to send them to the rescue cabin all threw away the mutants in their arms and covered their ears, but the blood was seeping from their fingers, dripping. to the ground.

A strange fragrance began to permeate the entire space, and more than 30 naked mutants sent out attack and courtship messages at the same time. None of the sentinels brought by Shi Luo could resist without any precautions. With this kind of attack, their eyes were red, and some of them were even kneeling on the ground, about to go berserk.

Shi Luo didn't feel too well either, he felt his heart beating faster, and his mental area also began to vibrate.

Especially, among those naked people, many of them looked straight at Shi Luo.

Suddenly, a white light shot into Shi Luo's mental area.

The ear-piercing chirping sound and the palpitating and maddening breath are all gone.

Shi Luo turned his head and saw Salka standing not far away from him, with his hands raised in the air, and white lights emitted from his palms. At the end of each white light, there was a sentinel in a state of frenzy.

Salka was wearing a combat uniform, and Shi Luo couldn't see his expression clearly.

He just heard the exclamation of many sentries in the communicator.

"God! Zalka!"

"My God it's him! It's him with us!"

After a while, Salka withdrew his palm, and the sentinels whose mental area had almost collapsed had regained their strength, and they all looked at the mutants.

After leaving the petri dish and failing to enter the rescue cabin in time, almost all of those mutants died.

Of the 35 mutants, none survived.

The sentries looked at each other, and Shi Luo adjusted his mood: "There are still two petri dishes here. The mutants in these petri dishes should be guides. We must pay attention to prepare the rescue cabin in advance, and put them in a coma. into the rescue chamber."

The sentries were still immersed in the joy of being healed by the spiritual tentacles of Salka. They obeyed Shi Luo's order very much, and soon moved towards the next place scanned by the optical brain.

Shi Luo walked up to Salka. He was very aware of Salka's state. For three years, Salka hadn't healed anyone. The reason was simple, because the damage he transferred could not rely on the energy of the beast lord. transform.

At this time, Shi Luo held Salka's hand, and the two steel-clad palms touched, and Salka's voice was low and steady: "I'm fine, but you... have something to do tonight!"

Shi Luo blushed immediately, he looked at the time, it was only a quarter past ten in the morning, and suddenly mentioned the activities tonight, it really made people feel scared and heart-pounding.