Super Trick or Treat System

It seems to be hovering, as if lost its way, and then set off in another direction, but still will not take it to an obvious city.

The Martian disappeared behind a series of small **** and still has nowhere to go.

These people were surprised and lost. Russell Clyde whistled. "Li Bad's right. It must be an insect."

Bull said: "If you ask me, the whole civilization seems to be like insects." "It's like a huge anthill, or a huge honeycomb. It looks complicated, and these creatures have to undergo complex activities. And they have always been born with them."

Faraday nodded. "Now when you bring it up, that's exactly what the city looks like. No one gave orders, everyone did what they should do. No one was curious about us because it was not their business."

Clyde added: "Moreover, they have no personal information." "That person-the person you took away from his job-was very disappointed. He didn't know how to go back. He had no curiosity about us... he They may not even have much brains. Individual ants have no brains, only a central nervous center. They work together to create miracles; individually, they are helpless."

Lockhart interrupted the discussion. "Then, let's continue. Obviously, the builders of the Sun Raiders set their stationing location in this city because it is a safe place protected by the Martians themselves, and because the Martians will never consider interfering with them. . So you can go back and take your things, dig out the station, eliminate it, and move on."

Enter the jeep with He and He. Russell Clyde insisted on joining them, and Lockhart agreed. They walked away and strolled towards the city of instinct.

Li Huai was excited and curious about the Martians. They proposed a series of strange contradictions. He asked Rose: "If they are just a product of instinct, can they build a global network of canals, build pumping stations, lay out plantations, master hydraulic and electrical engineering? Somewhere? A thinker?

"Not necessarily." Lars said. "Remember, these creatures operate without resistance. They are actually the highest type of life here. In order to save water and continue their hive life, they have to learn a practical engineering technique. No one knows about ants and How bees form their complex. In society, no one has a bigger brain than others, and they don’t speak. But ants and bees communicate in a certain way, acting as a crowd in a certain way, driven by their threats, Describe it all over the world. The world is dry, these creatures have built a mechanical civilization to deal with it, but this also explains why they have never flew, never flew through the air, never flew through space, why did not try and The earth conducts radio communications and why they shouldn’t be ignorant-what the station did to them. Their world was killed and they have no brains to understand it.

They arrived in the city. Everywhere is the silent noise of mysterious, gleaming, shelled creatures. On the surface, it looks like a smart civilization. There are some wheeled carts driven by steam generators. The steam-driven engine runs in the factory.

The Martians made way for the Jeep without caring. They had never seen a creature the size of a honeycomb. Therefore, such a situation cannot exist. This is a world without individualism, a civilization without languages, names, and banners. No matter where or how popular knowledge is spread, individuals of any other species will never want to know. It will always be far away from human explorers and become the most distant star in the most distant galaxy.

They drove to the mast where the sun rose from the ground. These people parked the jeep on the silent passage, climbed up and walked into the round door of the building. Its architecture is different from other buildings. The room is dark.

Bulton said: "These creatures have no light." "They must use feeler gauges indoors."

"Ah, but look," Li Huai said, reaching out to a small globe on a telephone pole on the floor. He touched it, and the earth lit up. "-Builders need light and place their own fixtures here. I know their style."

Five people walked out along a corridor sloping down to the ground and into a large underground basement hundreds of feet wide. That is-station. Now there are familiar globes and cue sticks, force fields, controls, bases and rotating mast ends.

They recorded a record and were about to shut down the radio station. Faraday and Haynes did not carry the small tactical and tactical atomic bombs they carried, which is the smallest that the Army has perfected in the past five years. They placed it in the center of the device and set the timer to half an hour.

Bolton found the siren and prepared to blow it up. Then Li Huai picked up the control panel and closed the station. They heard the shaky mast. Bolton fired a shot at the alert Earth that had turned red. Smashed

"Okay, guys," Haines said, "let's go!"

When they drove to the exit, Bolton hesitated. "Hey," he said, "there is another earth still in motion!"

Others in time saw striding over to a small globe, which was glowing yellowish on the wall near the door.

The Marine Captain drew his pistol, aimed and fired. The earth broke, but when doing so, a beam of yellow light shot back along the path of the bullet. For an instant, Bulton was outlined by the yellow flame. Flashed like lightning.

Everyone reached out for weapons, but the underground station was still dark and dead. Their flashlights turned on Bulton. The chunky Marines lay on the ground.

They ran towards him. "He's alive!" Haines yelled, and when he saw Bulton still breathing, his breath whizzed back and forth through the oxygen mask. Haynes checked him quickly. "His heart is fine. He was just in a coma."

Faraday and Haynes set up the captain with arms and legs. Although he will be heavy on Earth, his weight on Mars is very small. Everyone knows that he has the ability to carry the muscles that coordinate with the Earth. Then they left the wine cellar in one breath and walked out the door of the building.

When they appeared, they stopped. Surrounding them is a large and growing group of Martians. Rows of hard, shell-shaped faces stared at them, and a small forest of short tentacles swayed and trembled.

As they drove hard to the jeep, the crowd began to sway, as if angry. Now, for the first time, they heard the sounds of these creatures-a buzzing and buzzing sound, like angry bees.

"They see us now." Haynes murmured. "I do not like."

Said: "Builders relying on the sun did it." "They must have trapped this bait to this place to fend off the invaders. The earth that put Bulton in trouble must have caused a shock that angered these creatures. It seems that we are the victims. ."

When they reached the jeep, the surrounding Martian moved forward. The hum rose to a higher pitch, and then the mob rushed towards them with the violent ferocity of a swarm of bees.

When lying on the back seat, the four people acted simultaneously. They only thought of self-defense, so they drew their pistols and shot at the monsters attacking them. When people emptied their guns, the Martians in front fell, fell, rolled, or started to run aimlessly because the heavy bullet pierced them.

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