"Rrrrtttttttttccccccc—————！！！！！！！！！"
Bullets whistled through the air, and the small machine gun with a fire rate of 3500 rounds per minute easily shattered the defense of the fourth alien, tearing it apart into pieces.
However, at this moment, the bullets in the small machine gun were depleted, but Mou Gang had no time to change the magazine before two more aliens plummeted down from the hole above.
Seeing this, Mou Gang decided to finish off all the remaining bullets and then discarded the small machine gun, charging directly towards the aliens.
Two meters and three meters tall, his imposing physique made him look no worse than the soldiers of the alien, and with that armor woven from vibranium stained by acidic blood, he appeared even more fearsome.
After a brief tussle, Mou Gang, with the bloodline of the giant race, gained the upper hand. He was seen to grasp one alien's throat with his left hand, squeezing fiercely so that it could not move temporarily, while his right hand held a high-frequency blade and he stabbed upwards at the other alien from below with a heavy blow.
Puff! With a sound like a straw being broken, the keen blade pierced through the alien's chin at an impossible-to-see frequency, straight through to the top of its head. As the blade rotated a few times with the handle, it mixed the alien's brain into scrambled eggs.
Following that, it was the yellow-green acid blood dripping onto the ground, making a familiar corrosion sound.
Oh no!
Aware of the loose floor under his feet, Mou Gang finally realized the situation.
The acid blood from the previous rain had already melted away a significant part of the main control floor. Now, with the addition of his and two alien's weights, it could no longer hold on and was about to collapse.
In a panic, Mou Gang tried to throw away the two aliens he was holding and leap out of the damaged floor area, but he was tangled up by one of the aliens with its tail. In a loud explosion, he disappeared into the main control room and fell into the lower compartment below.
At this moment, the main control room was left with just Jianlan and Chuxuan, but there were still alien screams coming from the broken ceiling, as if they never stopped.
Of course, this is impossible.
Although Jianlan is currently unable to use her mental energy to scan, based on previous efficiency, there can't be more than thirty surviving aliens on this ship right now, and most of them are concentrated near Zheng Zha's team. There are at most ten on their side, which is already the limit.
However, even so, among the two remaining people, one is seriously injured (Jianlan) and the other claims to be a military personnel working in a civilian capacity (Chu Xuan). It is hard to imagine how they can survive under attack from ten aliens.
"Three minutes have already passed."
Chu Xuan let out a breath and took out another revolver with a large caliber that Zheng Zha had given him, but it was not the infinite bullet version, so he hadn't used it before.
"I'm about to…"
Jianlan wiped her nose with her blood-covered hand, her dazed eyes full of red veins, but she still pressed on her temples, forcing herself to stay alert: "Next, I'll try to control these aliens. If it fails, you need to find a way to escape. Once Wu Xian comes back, he will protect you."
"And what about you?"
Chu Xuan asked, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty that even he couldn't detect.
"He said he would revive all of us…I believe him!"
Jianlan managed a faint smile, and at that moment, two more aliens jumped down. One of them went through the hole below again, seemingly to continue attacking Mou Gang, while the other lunged without hesitation towards Jianlan and Chu Xuan.
The still-inept mental intuition was activated, and it was only barely able to restrain the alien in place, but trying to control its chaotic and violent thoughts was too early for Jianlan at this time.
Just as I was thinking about it, gunshots that seemed to pierce the eardrum sounded in my ears. A total of dozens of shots were fired, most of them hitting the same spot on the alien's head.
If it were a shooting competition, it might have been a series of perfect scores. Even though Jianlan had seen Chu Xuan's marksmanship before, she couldn't help but be surprised by the scene.
Jianlan had reason to suspect that even without her mental intuition, the other person would have the ability to single-handedly kill several aliens.
But if that's the case, perhaps she wouldn't have to die after all.
While thinking this, a sense of crisis descended upon her instantly.
A black shadow suddenly appeared and hit her directly on the head. Thanks to the vibranium-enhanced helmet, she avoided being decapitated and most of the impact force.
However, despite this, her physical and mental exhaustion, combined with the side effects of repeatedly activating the gene lock, caused her to feel dizzy and almost lose consciousness.
At that moment, she felt something wrap around her waist, and her entire body was lifted off the ground, pulling her into the hole above.
Gunshots erupted in quick succession, followed by roars from Mou Gang below.
Behind the helmet, her beautiful face showed a wry smile. She didn't know if her vibranium armor could withstand the tearing of several aliens, but as things stood now, she was highly unlikely to return to the Main God Space.
It's a shame. I actually kind of like him, but I never got to tell him that. If I had known this, I should have… Ah, never mind. I hope he keeps his promise and really will bring me back to life.
BANG————！！！
In a daze, the sound of thunder cracking and a series of piercing screams of terror filled her ears.
Then, the sound abruptly stopped. Jianlan felt someone coming to her side, one hand supporting her shoulder, and the other reaching into her leg to lift her up in a cross-carry position.
Cold and hard, but with an indescribable sense of security.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that all the fatigue and pain on her body had disappeared.
Just as there is no strength left, this explanation is just right for her to lie down and rest for a while in this embrace that isn't exactly warm.
"I see, you did a good job. The rest is up to me…"
Before the world was engulfed in darkness, she heard him say those words.
……
"You're late."
As Wu Xian floated down from the hole in the ceiling, Chu Xuan said calmly, "You were late."
"Justice may be late, but so am I. As long as it doesn't miss the final bell, it's all good."
Wu Xian gently placed Jianlan on a relatively clean floor and, at that moment, something behind him stirred, it was Mou Gang who crawled up from below. When he saw Wu Xian and the unconscious Jianlan, his heart was filled with guilt.
"Captain…"
"Don't blame yourself. I know you did your best."
Wu Xian comforted him with a sentence and communicated with Zheng Zha's side through Friday: "Zheng Zha, are you done on your end? How many aliens are left!"
"We've killed another dozen or so, and the aliens that were attacking suddenly ran away. Friday said the monitoring system is completely out of order... Dammit! We're running out of time!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Xian looked at the countdown on his wristwatch, only 8 minutes and a bit left.
"The self-destruction program has been shut off, the last resort has failed, the remaining time is definitely not enough to pursue the aliens, and as you said earlier, who knows if the Main God will count the face-hugging parasites and alien eggs towards the quota."
"Chu Xuan..."
At the last moment, Wu Xian didn't use the joking nickname "little Chu" anymore, but looked at Chu Xuan seriously and asked: "Do you have any other methods? Even if it's only a 50% chance, it's better than nothing."
"Yes, there is indeed another one."
Chu Xuan said this while also looking at Wu Xian: "Reaching the core power plant of this ship, according to my calculations, as long as we can destroy the structural stress with enough explosives before the last minute, it should cause an explosion and destroy most of the hull at the same time as the ship lands on Earth."
"A minute?"
Wu Xian's mouth twitched slightly, though he was reluctant, the speed involved meant that among the members of the Zhongzhou team, only he could accomplish this task within such a limited time.
And with his Black God set, he was also the most likely to survive the explosion of the ship. No matter what, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
"Fuck, if I had known this would happen, I should have exchanged for a bloodline of Flash!"
Muttering a light curse, Wu Xian then said to Zheng Zha and the others over the communication: "You've heard it. Everyone, return to the main control room at your fastest speed!"
"Captain! Let me…"
"Shut up! That's an order!"
……
BANG! BANG! BANG! THUNDERCRACK!——!
The black shadow was like electricity, penetrating the walls of the ship's compartments like drills, moving almost in a straight line to reach the location of the core power plant.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Xian began to take out high-yield bombs from his storage space. After arranging them according to Chu Xuan's instructions, he ran frantically along the straight passage they had pierced.
Looking at the countdown on his helmet, there were only 1 minute and 15 seconds left, he couldn't help but ask in the channel: "Chu Xuan, I forgot to ask earlier, what's your success rate this time?"
"Less than... one tenth."
The answer came in the usual calm tone.
"Damn!"
Wu Xian swore, then as the countdown reached the last minute, he shouted loudly:
"Friday! Blast it!"
BANG————————————!
