In the western area of the Mero Imperial Capital, in a rolling mountainous area, mechas fell from the sky one after another, followed by a medium-sized frigate, three small frigates, and a large predator spacecraft.
The lead Ghost Messenger landed silently first, and the mecha behind them landed with a rumble. Chromie, who took the lead, also had a dark look on his face. He originally thought about making less noise.
"Boss, where is this? How did we land in the wilderness?" Pique asked doubtfully on the communication channel.
"Nonsense, we can't come to the Mero Imperial Capital. Most of us are old-generation mechas. We are just cannon fodder. We will be destroyed in minutes. Not to mention, we still have so many individual soldiers (
Infantry)." Chromie said angrily.
Pique scratched his head and said, "It's not that I think we should have a big fight."
"Be careful, don't think there is no danger here. This is one of the hidden storage warehouses of the Mero Empire. Our mission is to plunder this place." Chromie said.
"Yes." Pique replied.
Milo said, "After all, this is a hidden reserve warehouse. There shouldn't be many active people here, so the number of aliens attracted may not be too many."
"It would be great if this was really the case." Chromie took a deep breath and said.
"Boss, Sister Milo is right, why bother to scare yourself?" Hatu said.
"No one can explain this kind of thing clearly. It always feels weird. I would have known that Chitaki was coming." Chromie said with some annoyance.
Milo said calmly, "What you said is not convincing at all. If we are looting supplies, we need to mobilize Qiantaki? You should know best what he was recruited to do."
"Ahem, I'm just making an analogy," Chromie said helplessly.
"Everyone on the Shipney has their own responsibilities and cannot evade them. No matter who they are, it is because of this belief that we have come all the way." Milo said.
"Yes, I understand. Start searching this area. Form a team of five people to assist each other. Notify of any attack. If communication is blocked, send a signal flare." Chromie replied.
"yes."
Chromie drove the Ghost Messenger at the front, scanning the entire screen continuously, but no dangerous creatures reacted.
They searched for about four hours, but did not encounter a single alien in the whole process. At this time, a team member's voice sounded on the communication channel.
"Report, found the entrance to the reserve, however."
"But what happened?" Chromie asked.
"I saw a lot of living people. Is this place not occupied?" the team member said uncertainly.
"You wait where you are, we are approaching your coordinates now." Chromie said.
"yes."
At the entrance to a huge base, a group of people staggered toward five mechas appearing in front of them.
"Captain, they are coming, should we warn them not to come?" one of the team members asked.
The leading captain also frowned, but he didn't take it too seriously. Even if these people came over with weapons, he would not underestimate them, not to mention that these people had no weapons at all.
"Let them get close and see what they have to say."
I saw not many people walking by, maybe about twenty people, all with their heads lowered.
"Captain, why do these people feel so weird?" a female member of the team said uneasily.
"You'll know what's going on if you look at it," the leader said.
"What can happen? The trouble now is that this place has not been occupied. We just started looting it. It feels weird, a bit like a bandit." Another man in the team said with a smile.
"What's wrong with robbers? There's no hope here anymore. It's a waste to keep these supplies here." The leader said solemnly.
By this time, those people had already walked up to the five people.
"Who are you?" the leader asked.
Those people stood there without moving, motionless.
"Please cooperate and raise your head to answer the question, otherwise don't blame us for treating you as enemies." The leader also felt that something was not right, so he couldn't help but pilot the mecha and raise a large machine gun to point at these people.
"You don't understand what we are saying?" the female member of the team said.
At this time, those people slowly raised their heads, with dead faces.
"Fire." The leader shouted, his scalp numb, but a crackling sound of electricity came from the communication channel.
The moment the leader opened fire, the bodies of those people exploded instantly, and countless densely packed alien shapes covered with tentacles clung to the mecha's body.
The aliens quickly crawled around on the mecha, found weak spots such as joints, released corrosive acid, and then got in.
Half an hour later, Chromie arrived here with his people, and saw the entrance to the huge reserve base from a distance. The entire base should be hidden inside the mountain, and the entrance was a closed steel door on the surface.
"Dante? Are you there?" Chromie kept calling the leader of the team.
Unfortunately, there was no response at all in the communication channel, and when I looked over, I didn't see any mechas at all. The gate of the base in front of me was closed tightly, and no living people could be seen at the entrance of the base.
"What the hell?" Pique was also very confused. The base was found, but where is the team?
Milo said in the communication channel, "Look here?"
Chromie drove over in a mecha. The ground was covered with minced meat and traces of heavy gunfire.
"Dante and the others won't kill these living people, right?" Pique also said with a black line on his face.
Chromie drove the Ghost Messenger and slowly squatted down, continuously enlarging the screen image, looking at the pieces of meat, and said solemnly.
"Dante and the others must have had a problem. Look at these minced meats. They are not fresh at all. They are covered with white mucous membranes."
"Even if something goes wrong? Where is their mecha?" Pique asked doubtfully.
Hatu said, "It may be a temporary retreat and other interference in communications."
Monica said at this time, "How about this, we send three teams to search for them, and we carry out the mission first?"
Chromie thought for a few seconds and came up with the only solution, "Okay, leave three teams nearby to search for them, and the others will follow me."
"Do you want to notify the frigates and plunder ships on standby to come over?" Hatu asked.
"Let them come over." Chromie suppressed the inexplicable irritation in his heart and said. If he had hit the alien head-on, he wouldn't feel so bad.
"Yes." Hattu replied.
Milo's image pops up on the screen in front of Chromie, and she uses a private voice channel.