21, Chapter 21
Downstairs, from somewhere, a woman screamed. Maybe she also saw insects.
The beetle crawled slowly on the glass. It was as big as a palm, with eight slender legs attached to some dense and small protrusions. These protrusions were smoothly attached to the glass surface, and there was a small white dot the size of a needle in the center.
It's its sucker. It drags a long, soft brown tentacle behind its drop-shaped tail, leaving dark brown water stains on the glass as it crawls - it seems like it wants to get in.
The poet stretched out his hand and slid his fingers between the gaps between the two windows: "It's okay, it's sealed, it can't get in."
"One generation is worse than the next." Boss Xiao said: "The longer it gets, the uglier it becomes."
"The fusion of genes," the poet looked at the glass: "The more fusion there is, the more bizarre the appearance, and the stronger the ability to infect. I know a scientist who said that in the past hundred years, all human research still cannot explain the cause of infection.
principle."
Boss Xiao: “Ke!
——He uttered a meaningless word, but shrank his body to the corner of the room, as far away from the window as possible, and said: "Can't you close the curtains?"
"I want to see this city again." The poet said, lowering half of the curtains, and the room was shrouded in darkness. His silhouette showed a strange sadness in the darkness: "This... I don't know how long this city can exist.
.”
An Zhe looked outside. In the early morning, half of the gray city was hidden in the light white mist. The sun rose and the mist was being baked. At the end of his sight, some huge mechanical structures were revealed. They were very high and pierced into the sky. Human beings always
There are many strange devices. These devices ensure the safety of the base, but sometimes they cannot, such as now.
At this time, the poet turned to look at him: "You don't seem to be afraid at all."
An Zhe pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.
The poet lowered the last half of the curtains and smiled at him: "You are really weird."
An Zhe: "Really?"
"You are too quiet, as if it doesn't matter what happens next moment." The poet said: "There are very few people with your character in our era."
An Zhe smiled: "Maybe."
There is no way there is no difference between mushrooms and people. He tried to make himself more human and asked the poet: "Then what do we do now?"
The poet thought for three minutes and said: "Pray."
"Pray that the ultrasonic dispersing device is not completely damaged. Or pray that the bugs are just a bunch of brainless bugs that rely solely on instinct to survive."
"Then, we pray that our glass is strong enough and won't be easily broken."
The moment he finished speaking, the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sounded intensively from outside the window, the sound of countless insects flying against the glass.
Boss Xiao looked at the poet gloomily: "I pray you are mute."
The poet also panicked, opened a corner of the curtain, and then quickly closed it: "Stop looking."
"I saw it." Boss Xiao said, "The insect tide is coming."
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed: "Quick! Block the vent!"
The poet suddenly looked towards the corner of the room: "The vent is over there!"
The direction they were looking at was just above An Zhe's head. The poet tore off half of his sleeve with a rasp and handed it to An Zhe: "Block it first!"
An Zhe took it and saw that the vent was not small. He used the fingers of his right hand to ball up the sleeve fabric and stuff it in: "It's not enough."
The poet tore off another piece. An Zhe held the original piece with one hand and took it with the other hand.
The tip of his right index finger suddenly felt a slight pain.
An Zhe paused for a moment, and with his usual expression, he stuffed the ball of fabric in, blocked the vents firmly, and sat down on the bed again. Boss Xiao and the poet were checking around to see if there were any other loopholes in the room. He raised the
Put your index finger in front of your eyes.
A red dot the size of a pinhead.
The texture of the skin changed faintly, turning into snow-white mycelium. While the other two people had their backs turned to him, he yanked and broke the mycelium.
New hyphae stretch out from the fracture and reassemble into human fingers, new fingers without wounds.
An Zhe didn't know if this was useful, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with the hyphae that he tore off, but he had no other options.
"There are no other holes." The poet turned back and said.
An Zhe: "...Hmm."
However, the sound of insects hitting the glass is getting denser and louder, and the glass is making a clanging sound, as if it will break any moment. The radio is ringing in the corridor, but it is just a message of "Please close the doors and windows, don't panic"
"Bullshit.
The poet sat down, his face slightly pale: "Just let fate happen."
"Shut up now." Boss Xiao's eyes were serious. After yelling at the poet, he looked at An Zhe.
An Zhe was confused: "What's wrong?"
"Quick," said Boss Xiao, "call your man."
An Zhe: "...?"
Zone 1, dispersal center.
The huge black ultrasonic dispersion device is looming, standing under the gray sky. Its disc-shaped body makes it look like a huge flower blooming in the city.
The car was speeding on the road, the buildings were receding, and the shadow of the dispersion device in front was also rapidly enlarging.
"If the dispersion center is destroyed." Lu H's voice interrupted him: "Will other dispersion devices still work normally?"
"It may stop working." The researcher was silent for a moment and then said: "The operation of the dispersion device is too complicated. In order to ensure that the outer city is perfectly covered by ultrasonic waves, the intensity and waveband of all dispersion devices are uniformly and remotely controlled by the dispersion center. If the center is destroyed
If the emergency procedures are not activated in time, there may be serious consequences."
"However, this is only the worst result, and the probability is very small." He continued: "The No. 1 dispersion device owned by the dispersion center is the largest ultrasonic dispersion device in the entire outer city. It is too powerful and will have adverse effects on the human body.
, there are no permanent residents in District 1, and there are not many personnel and troops stationed in the dispersal center. In the case of insufficient manpower, there may be other reasons for the temporary loss of contact, and it may not be——"
His voice stopped suddenly, and his gaze penetrated the car window and looked straight at the ultrasonic dispersion device ahead.
More than a hundred years ago, in the spring of peaceful times, when the flowers and leaves were growing, gardeners would spray insecticides on the plants to protect them from insect bites.
At this moment, the ultrasonic dispersion device - this black flower, has gray, white, black and yellow strips all over its surface, and huge worms - they are crawling all over its surface.
No, not just worms.
His breathing suddenly trembled violently.
"No..." he said, "Colonel, did you see it?"
Lu H turned the steering wheel fiercely!
The car completed a thrilling sharp turn on the narrow road, turned around and drove back in the original direction!
The armored vehicles at the rear first turned on their lights angrily, but at the next moment, they all turned sharply——
At the end of the road, swarms of black insects exploded like fireworks, flying up and down like a sudden shower. The arthropods' exoskeleton-covered bodies banged against the glass, and the whole car seemed to be carrying a stray bullet.
go ahead.
In the car, the communicator was turned up to its maximum volume, and the operator's violently shaking voice could be heard.
"Colonel, emergency communication in Area 2, the insect wave has broken out in full force, please support us."
"Emergency communication from Area 3. A large number of insect-like monsters were found during the evacuation. Please ask for support."
"City Defense Station Emergency Communication."
"City Office Emergency Communication."
"Sector 8 Emergency Communications——"
"Taking District 8," Lu H spoke very quickly: "Can the underground shelter safely receive emergency evacuation of the entire city?"
"Colonel Lu!" The voice on the other side spoke even faster: "Small flying mosquitoes entered through the ventilation system. There are more than ten infected people here. Please ask the Tribunal for support!"
Three seconds of silence.
Lu H said: "The infected person will be killed, and the rest of the personnel will take refuge and stay in place."
Communication hung up.
"Colonel." The researcher's calm voice sounded in the car: "Let's go back to the main city."
Lu H's voice was calm: "Main city?"
"The main city has an independent defense and dispersal system, which can ensure absolute safety."
The speed of the car slowly slowed down, and there was a fork in the road ahead.
Lu H said: "Where is the outer city?"
"The entire city outside the base is exposed. Insect monsters have size advantages and are pervasive. The insect tide is more dangerous than the rodent tide that occurred when the southeastern base fell." The researcher's tone gradually returned to calmness and said: "You are the judge, but this
In this situation, you can’t save anyone.”
Sufficient arguments allowed the researcher to regain his sense and calmness. He even smiled and said: "There is no point in going anywhere now, and there is no way to reduce any casualties. You know what I said is right."
The communicator sounded again. The situation was urgent before, and Lu H set the emergency mode, so the communication was automatically answered after three seconds.
What came through was not the operator's voice.
"Colonel." A clear voice sounded, slower than Lu H was accustomed to speaking, with a soft lightness in the words: "I still have your things."
Lu h: "Where are you?"
"Next to the city defense station," An Zhe said, "...there are a lot of bugs hitting the glass."
There was a tremor in his voice, as if he was scared.
Lu H turned the steering wheel halfway and drove onto one of the forked roads. The researcher looked at the abandoned road, his eyes widened, and his body almost bounced off the seat. He was tied by the seat belt again. He suddenly said: "Colonel
,you--"
Chapter completed!