Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 588
"Are we...will we die?" When the hunter of the Gray Bird Hunting Group tightened the straps on the outside of the protective suit, the "volunteer" suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

"Not necessarily." The hunter of the Gray Bird Hunting Group glanced at him and said, "There are many situations where the drone can't return, so don't think too much about it. After arriving at the destination, it will be sent back immediately. A big deal? In such a few seconds, 6 million can be obtained, such a good thing, no one else can ask for it.”

"..." The volunteer bit the tip of his tongue vigorously, took two deep breaths, trying to calm himself down... However, the amplitude and frequency of his swinging legs were constantly increasing. A hunter was supporting him by his side, his legs and feet might have weakened, and he sat down on the ground.

"Calm down." Ghost Owl glanced at the two of them and said with a frown, "The more you are afraid of death, the easier it is to die—if there is really something on the other side of the teleportation channel, you may be able to move quickly enough under your feet." Come back, if your legs are so weak that you can’t even run, then who can you blame?”

"But, but... I can't control it... I don't want to be like this, my body just doesn't listen to me..." the volunteer said with a sad face.

"Give them both a shot," Ghost Owl said.

The injection in his mouth naturally refers to the injection of stimulants. After the hunters of the Gray Bird Hunting Group injected the contents of the syringe into the two of them, the state of the two of them obviously stabilized a lot, but their breathing changed instead. It's even more hasty.

"I...I want to go to the toilet." At this time, another volunteer said.

"Just put it in the protective suit." The hunter beside him patted him on the back, "Don't worry, it won't stick to the crotch."

The protective suits worn by the two were designed based on combat spacesuits. Even if the other end of the transmission channel is a vacuum space with a high temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius, this suit can ensure that they can move around in that environment for six months. More than 10 minutes... As for the excrement disposal device, it is the most basic configuration of this type of protective clothing-after all, there is no place in space where you can take off your pants for convenience.

"It's almost time." Ghost Owl glanced at the watch on his wrist, then turned to look at Ke Lan.

Ke Lan didn't make a sound, just nodded slightly.

The two volunteers walked towards the black mist accompanied by four hunters... It would be more appropriate to say that they were escorted rather than escorted. The people who went to the execution ground were almost exactly the same.

"Remember! Your task is to inquire about the situation in Block [-], and try to memorize everything you see, hear, and feel—" Ghost Owl said in a deep voice.

The four hunters had already let go of the two volunteers. The two looked at each other with tense faces, and then began to slowly walk towards the black mist.

"Old dog, do you think they... can come back?" Layton had put down the laptop in his hand, tilted his head, and asked the hound in a voice that only a few people around him could hear.

"It's hard to say. Besides, you should be more aware of this kind of problem than I am." The hound's eyes have been focused on the two volunteers, "Aren't you clear about the performance of the four drones?  … …and these two guys, they don't even have shield generators in their suits."

"But the drone is a dead thing, and it still uses a pre-set automatic program. Its adaptability is very poor, and it is definitely not as good as a living person in complicated situations." Layton argued.

"So it seems that you still hope that these two people can come back alive." 33 glanced at Layton, and said in a tone that could not hear any emotion.

"As a member of the exploration team, I definitely hope that they can come back alive." Layton stared at 33 with some doubts. Can it just be shelved?"

"From your personal point of view, do you hope that these two people can come back?" 33 asked again, "1000 taels million, buy two lives... I think this price is high, not to mention, they may not die."

"Too tall?" The hound raised his eyebrows, his expression a little unkind.

"The one-time pension of the Velociraptor team is 120,000 per person for ordinary soldiers, double for non-commissioned officers, and four times for lieutenants. The families of the war dead can receive 150,000 points of 'guarantee money' every year, and this money can be received for ten years , adding up to [-]..."

33 As soon as these words were spoken, the hound's eyes immediately changed, and the skin on his face twitched a few times before he muttered, "At least your people can still get the money. At least one-third of the brothers who died in battle were classified as 'missing', fucking..."

"You were kicked out of the army because of this?" 33 asked calmly.

"Otherwise, those members of the Field Corps also know that they are in the wrong, and they dare not mention this to me until now... If the brothers who died entrusted their families to me, I'm afraid I would have— "The hound suddenly stopped at this point, clenched his fist and thumped Layton's shoulder vigorously, and his tone suddenly dropped: "Damn it..."

"You scold me, why the fuck did you hit me?" Layton touched his shoulder armor with some distress—the hound was wearing full metal gauntlets, and he just punched him directly. The freshly applied paint on Layton's arm was chipped.

"Do some battle damage painting for you." The hound said angrily.

However, on the other side, 33 looked at the behavior of the hound with interest, and only after the two had finished their quarrel, he said, "So, the rumor that you almost started a mutiny is true?"

"Whether the rumors are true or not, it's all in the past, don't mention it...Nick is dead, and the living relic hunter is called 'Hound Dog', of course, if you want to get close to me, call me 'Old Dog' 'It's fine, I'm a very generous person, I won't mind.” The hound waved his hand, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

"The Colonel Nick I heard about is not such a person who is easy to compromise." 33 continued.

"I said that Nick is dead, and now there is only 'Hound'!" The Hound said impatiently, "What's more, what can you do if you don't compromise? Are you really rebelling? Before they died in battle, they entrusted their families to Give it to me, and then I will take their family to a dead end?"

"You became a relic hunter in order to support those people?" 33's eyes changed slightly, and his originally bland but somewhat blunt tone softened a little.

"Otherwise... now I don't bother to think so much, as long as I can make my own people live a better life..."

33 did not answer, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the black mist.

The figures of the two volunteers have been swallowed by the black mist. Although Ke Lan and others can still vaguely see the blurred outlines of their bodies from the perspective of Ke Lan and others, they have already entered the transmission channel .

The hunters didn't make a sound, they silently stared at the two figures completely transparent and disappeared.

Those who have experienced several times of teleportation know that when the figure at this end of the passage completely disappears, it means that the person or thing entering the passage has arrived at the destination.

Many people held their breath—among this group of hunters, most of them hoped that the two volunteers would come back safely...but most of them also thought...they might not come back at all .

"Meat detective" has always been a "profession" with a very high mortality rate in the process of relic exploration, let alone S-level relics, even if it is A-level, B-level or even C-level relics, the average death rate of "meat detective" The rate is also above 50.00%.

In the face of the "safety measures" set by Alpha civilization, human protective equipment is rarely useful, not to mention that in order to save costs, many hunting groups will not equip "meat detectives" with good equipment at all—— In their eyes, the "meat detective" is just a cannon fodder for thunder.

"I guess it's dead." As soon as Layton finished speaking, there was another "battle damage painting" on the elbow of the mechanical arm, and the hound gave him a vicious look: "Shut your crow's mouth!"

"Thirty seconds have passed." Ivan glanced at the timer and said solemnly.

A total of 21 seconds passed between the two volunteers entering the black mist and disappearing completely—that is to say, the time it takes to transfer from the core power room to "Block One" is 21 seconds. If the two volunteers are If he returned immediately after arriving at the other end of the passage, he should have appeared in front of everyone by this time.

"Couldn't they have hung up already?" Leighton muttered softly.

"I told you to shut up!" the hound scolded, "Do I have to put the barrel of the recoilless gun in your mouth?"

"It's also possible...they didn't choose to return immediately because there was no obvious danger at the other end of the passage." Ivan tapped the timer panel lightly, "It's been 1 minutes."

At this moment, two phantoms suddenly appeared in the black mist, and gradually solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"They're back!" someone among the hunters exclaimed.

"There doesn't seem to be any missing arms or legs." Ghost Owl clasped his arms around his chest and said in a muffled voice.

The Hound and Layton, who were about to quarrel just now, looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.

It also took 21 seconds for the two volunteers to return from Block [-]. As soon as the two volunteers came out of the black mist, they ran towards Ke Lan and the others quickly.

"How is it? What's the situation over there?" The hound walked up quickly, grabbed one of the men's shoulders, and asked hurriedly.

"The passage, the exit of the passage seems...seems...not...not inside 'Yagunaktor'!" the volunteer said out of breath.

"The exit is not inside 'Yagunaktor'? How are you sure? Tell me in detail!" The hound was taken aback, and shook the opponent's shoulder vigorously.

"I, we...we seem to be teleported to the wilderness." Another volunteer said, he just sat down on the ground and kept rubbing his legs that were about to cramp, "Many... many indigenous creatures, Our landing point was more than 200 meters away from the return point, and we almost... almost couldn’t run back.”

"What wilderness? What native creatures? You should speak clearly!" Layton shouted.

"No rush, let them take it easy." Ghost Owl raised his hand, and two hunters from the Gray Bird Hunting Group immediately walked up and helped them dismantle the heavy equipment on their bodies—the two sets of equipment The lining was almost soaked with sweat, and the limbs of the two were twitching violently, as if they had been electrocuted.

After the two of them drank most of the bottle of water tremblingly, the ghost owl walked up to them and said word by word: "Retell what you saw in chronological order, and try not to be confused. Leaving out any details."

"Okay, okay." One of the two volunteers nodded, "After we landed, we found ourselves in a barren plain..."

"Barren plains?" Layton was about to ask, but was stared back by the hound: "Don't interrupt, let them talk for themselves."

"Yes...it is a plain, with land, sky, and radiation clouds and the sun in the sky..." the volunteer continued, "That place should be outside 'Yagunaktor'...but specifically Where, we don't know."

After he finished speaking, he began to pant heavily, obviously not knowing what to say for a while.

"Is there any iconic terrain?" Ghost Owl asked.

"No, it's an endless plain... But just about a kilometer away from the teleportation destination, there are a large number of indigenous creatures gathering, and they seem to be eating... But we didn't see them biting clearly. Fortunately, they didn't find us, so we hurried into the black mist..."

"Can you recognize the species of these indigenous creatures?" Ivan who spoke this time.

Both volunteers shook their heads and said, "We've never seen this kind of indigenous creature, but it looks a bit like...a wolf on Earth."

"Wolf?" Ivan was stunned for a moment, and said to himself, "There are at least twenty kinds of native creatures on Alpha Planet that are similar in shape and size to wolves... Wait a minute, you two."

As Ivan said, he took out his tablet and found more than a dozen pictures of wolf-like creatures: "Is it one of these pictures?"

The two still shook their heads.

"Then have you ever paid attention to the sky? And the sun... Is there anything unusual about the sky and the sun?" Ghost Owl then asked.

"I didn't pay much attention...but it should be exactly the same as the sky on the wilderness." A volunteer said.

"Where's the drone? Have you found the drone that was sent out before?" Layton asked.

"No……"

"Mr. Ke Lan, what's going on here?" Ghost Owl turned his head and looked at Ke Lan, "From the description of these two people, they were indeed teleported to the outside of 'Agunaktor'— —in an unknown corner of the wilderness.”

"But judging from the feedback information from the console, the destination of the teleportation has not changed." Ke Lan shook his head, "It's inside this battleship, and if it is to be transmitted to the outside of the battleship, it is impossible to consume so much energy. few."

"Then how do you explain what they saw?"

"Is it possible..." Ke Lan pondered for half a second, then said, "It's inside the battleship... there's a hole in the sky?"

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