Ye Han's eyes lit up and he held up the insect shell the size of a pot lid: "Old Bian, I found it!"
"What?" The luthier took the carapace in shock and looked up and down several times but couldn't find anything wrong.
"Here!" Ye Han pointed to the bite mark on the edge of the carapace, "The giant insect's jaw is more than one meter long, and the bite mark is much larger than this, so it is basically certain that this bite mark comes from the boxer ant!"
"There are boxer ants in the hole!" The violinist perked up and looked at the carapace with eager eyes.
"It's hard to say, but the probability is definitely higher than those in the previous sewers." Ye Han said cautiously.
"Then what are you waiting for? Spread the pheromones quickly!" the violinist urged eagerly.
"Not yet." Ye Han shook his head, "We only have one bottle of pheromone, and we must see the boxer ants to ensure that the pheromone works."
"Then leave quickly. Finish your work and go back early. I've had enough of this damn place!" the violinist said loudly.
Ye Han glanced at the violinist in surprise: "Don't say you have claustrophobia."
"I don't have that kind of idiotic problem!" the violinist said angrily, "I just don't like to stay underground!"
"Then you'd better hurry up and get used to it." After Ye Han said this, he was the first to walk into the depths of the cave, and the others followed him one after another. Everyone's eyes were wide open, for fear of missing the boxer ants that might appear at any time.
, Xingzhi has a sense of success or failure in one move.
The further you go down, the higher the temperature. The further you go down, the more forked roads you cross. You have to stop frequently to leave marks. In order to prevent the marks from being blurred, Ye Han not only penetrates his sword deeply into the earth wall, but also has to do it at every forked road.
Three marks.
Important things are said three times, and important signs are naturally made three times.
The slope of the ground sometimes gets bigger and sometimes even reaches 50 or 60 degrees at the steepest point. After more than ten forks in the road, the originally simple cave completely turned into a criss-cross maze. Even with a compass pointing to it, several people began to feel lost.
signs of direction.
Ye Han originally marked the entrance of whichever road he entered, but at this point, just drawing the route he had taken could no longer reassure him, so he had to mark other intersections that he had not taken.
Only then can I dare to move forward.
The size of the giant cockroach's nest was much larger than expected. The violinist became more and more worried as he walked further. Watching the data on the barometric altimeter continue to decrease, he seemed to be gradually sinking into the abyss. He swallowed nervously and said: "We are all
We're more than fifty meters underground, why don't we go further?"
The fire control system of the powered armor requires altitude to calculate the trajectory, so the armor has a barometric altimeter that can roughly measure the altitude of the location.
"Continue." Ye Han then corrected, "Also, that is minus fifty meters above sea level, not fifty meters underground. There is a difference."
"Isn't it?" The violinist's mind buzzed, "What's the altitude of Linyi?"
"The average is more than 200. Our current location is almost 300 meters underground." Ye Han said softly.
"How about we take a few more side roads to see?" the violinist suggested anxiously.
Several people turned their heads in unison and looked at the violinist in confusion. The violinist's heart jumped: "What are you all looking at me for?"
Ye Han asked seriously: "Old Bian, tell me honestly, do you have claustrophobia?"
"Probably not. I only heard you say this name today." The violinist replied.
"Then why are you so nervous?" Ye Han asked puzzledly.
"I'm not nervous, I just feel too unsafe." The violinist explained weakly.
"Old Bian, you are not in the right state. Do you need to go back to the car and rest for a while?" Ye Han asked worriedly.
The piano master's situation is very abnormal. If he continues like this, Ding Mo and Xiao Yuan, who originally had no feelings at all, may become nervous by him.
The violinist looked back at the dark cave and shook his head with difficulty: "No need, I can still hold on!" On the green night vision screen, the dark cave exuded a faint dark green light, looking like a devil.
the call of.
He seemed relaxed on the surface, but in his heart he kept telling himself: I am a soldier, a soldier, a soldier! I am fearless, fearless, fearless!
However, self-hypnosis could not defeat the instinct coming from deep inside. The pressure brought by those seemingly ordinary caves was no worse than the gunfire that was about to hit his head.
The piano master knew in his heart that he probably really had the mild phobia that Ye Han mentioned.
Ye Han pursed her lips: "If not, let's go back." As he said this, he took his legs off and continued walking down.
The luthier gritted his teeth and stepped forward to follow, but his eyes wandered around, as if he was worried that a prehistoric monster would suddenly jump out of the darkness.
He really wanted to terminate the mission and return to the ground, but Ye Han would at most agree to allow him to return by himself. Thinking about the feeling of walking alone in a cave, he had a chill on his head. On the contrary, he felt more secure when he was with other people.
"Don't worry, it's okay." Ye Han comforted softly as he walked, "The hibernation temperature of ants seems to be seven or eight degrees above zero. The ambient temperature here is more than ten degrees. If there are boxer ants, they will definitely be found."
"What is that!" Xiao Yuan suddenly screamed strangely.
Several people looked forward and saw a person lying on the ground seven or eight meters away, floating motionless and slowly like a weightless ghost.
The violinist's original condition was not very good. Seeing this scene, his hair suddenly stood up and he subconsciously picked up the grenade launcher.
Ye Han quickly stopped: "Don't shoot, look down!"
The violinist just wanted to smash that thing into rubbish, and didn't want to listen to Ye Han at all. However, his eyes instinctively moved towards the man's body, and he was surprised to see that the man's body was covered with densely packed thin legs.
The luthier's mind was already in a state of confusion, and he blurted out a sentence instinctively: "Is this a sperm?"
Ye Han rolled his eyes and simply turned on the headlight: "What's going on? It's an ant, an ant!" The ants that were illuminated by the bright light were a little panicked. The ants immediately accelerated, but no ant broke away from the large group and acted alone.
.
Only then did the luthier notice that those legs were not on the man, but on a group of boxer ants supporting the man. In addition to the ants holding the man, there were also a few lone boxer ants following behind.
The light equipped on the power armor was very bright, and the snow-white beam shone on the man's face. Everyone could clearly see that he was a man in his thirties, and he was wearing a dark gray suit with small lapels, and around his neck.
Also wearing a twill tie.
The man's expression was as stiff as a mud sculpture, and he showed no reaction to the light shining on his face. To be continued.
