mousepad-d2 Chapter 82 The Base
Chapter 82 The Base
The soldiers who brought Hyperion went out one after another in an orderly manner and waited outside, only Hyperion and the three people sitting behind the table were left in the room.Langdon's complexion was not very good, his brows were furrowed, and he looked very tired. The lieutenant colonel on his left stared at Hyperion, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Hyperion smiled at the lieutenant colonel, but did not answer, but said to Langdon, "Colonel Langdon, is General Sherwood here?"
Langdon was taken aback. Hearing his name and Sherwood's name, he felt puzzled. He couldn't help but look at the person in front of him more carefully. He felt a little familiar, and asked, "Do we know each other?"
"Of course." Hyperion coughed violently, and coughed out the round lozenge that had been sticking to the inner wall of his throat to change his voice, and pressed it under his tongue, and now his voice returned to its original state: "I am Hyperion Morse."
Langdon had seen Hyperion many times before at the military headquarters with Sherwood, and he recognized Hyperion's voice immediately. He stood up abruptly and said in shock, "General Hyperion?! Why are you here?"
The expressions on the faces of the two lieutenant colonels next to him went through a series of changes from stunned, blank, to doubt in just a few seconds, and finally settled on suspicion.One person grabbed Langdon's wrist to stop him from being so excited, and asked Hyperion, "You can't prove your identity based on just one sentence."
But even though he said that, he still used the honorific title.
"I have the confirmation of the Imperial Army's intranet on my terminal, the authority of the general, and the certificate of the Morse family. You can take a look." Permissions interface, turn around and show them.
Langdon came out from behind the table, looked carefully at the two lieutenant colonels and gestured that there was no problem, and quickly uncuffed Hyperion, sighing sincerely: "General, I really didn't expect to see him here." You! Did you use a camouflage potion?"
"Yes, after you lost contact with Sherwood, Quint and I were ordered to investigate secretly, and we specially changed our appearance in order not to attract attention." Hyperion moved his wrist: "But we were still discovered by the Zerg, and teleported us to this planet."
Hyperion was the only one brought here from the beginning to the end, and Langdon couldn't help but have a bad guess. He hesitated for a moment, and asked, "The chief is now..."
"Quint should be in the central lair. The Zerg took him away. I don't know what to do, but I can feel that his life is not in danger now." No matter how anxious he was, Hyperion was very calm: "What's the situation at this base? Where's Sherwood?"
"It's a long story. I'll take you to find him. Let's talk slowly on the way." Langdon led Hyperion out of the room, and ordered the soldiers guarding outside to leave. He explained while leading the way:
"White Feng was an undercover agent parasitized by the Zerg. At that time, Sherwood and I had almost confirmed this point. After sending all the speculations to the military department, we decided to control White and use the army to control the administrative government. But on the day the operation was planned , we went out to have lunch, and suddenly passed out on the road when we returned, and we were teleported when we woke up."
Hyperion: "But the military department has not received the news."
As expected, Langdon sighed, "It's exactly what I thought, otherwise the reinforcements wouldn't have stopped coming for so long. It is estimated that White blocked the sending of the message, and what he did is better than we imagined." Much more."
Hyperion nodded, motioning for him to continue.
"There are tens of thousands of ordinary people who appeared on this planet with us. Because the southern hemisphere is in the middle of the night, most of them are still asleep. Then the nightmare began, and the king worm in the sky began to command Mammoths and ultralisks attack."
Langdon's leg was injured, and walking was a little bit hilly: "Because there were too many people, a huge riot inevitably occurred, and people fled in all directions. The two of us can only do our best to organize a small number of people to move towards Run in a direction that seems relatively less dangerous. But the weird thing is that they just captured a large number of women, and didn't drive us all to death. It's like... It's like herding a flock of sheep, and you need to kill one or two every day. His own rations, and the rest will be slaughtered later, Wood was injured at that time trying to save a child."
Hearing what he said, Hyperion also looked around silently. Judging from the architectural structure, this base should have been a research institute before. Most of the people coming and going were soldiers, only a few orcs. He really didn’t see it. Even a woman.
Hyperion: "How is Sherwood hurt?"
Langdon hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly, his eyes darkened: "He's not in good condition, you'd better take a look for yourself."
Hyperion knew that Langdon's words must be very bad, so he didn't ask any more questions.The base was bigger than he imagined. He touched the shell of the base. This metal is not as cold as other building materials, but has a slight temperature, which does not match any known metal. Characteristics.
"How did you find out about this base?" Hyperion asked.
"We ran with people for about four hours after we came here, and found this place with few creeps. The army that was sent here before had repaired it and used it as a base. We are on the surface I ran into an exploration team at the base and was brought in."
"According to the documents left in the base, it was a research institute in a metal mining area before. This planet is rich in a certain kind of special minerals, but because the usefulness of the minerals and the extreme climate of the planet are not clear for the time being, the mining has been stopped for two periods. Yes, the research institute is used to study the role of minerals.”
"I have seen from the experimental report that these metals are soft in texture, conductive, ductile, tough, and resistant, so that there is no suitable use for them, so this project is designated as temporarily without prospects On indefinite hold."
"But we, the latecomers who entered by accident, discovered the true function of these metals." Langdon took out a small piece of metal from the side pocket of his trousers and gave it to Hyperion. excited:
"It shields the Zerg's biological radar and is poisonous to the Zerg."
"what?"
Hyperion gasped, unable to speak in shock, this small piece of metal suddenly seemed to be hot in his palm, he couldn't even believe what he heard: "Blocking biological radar...God, if it's true In this way, wouldn't we be able to manufacture special warships that cannot be discovered by the Zerg?"
Since one thing exists in the world, there must be another thing that can counteract it, just like there are countless poisonous substances that can kill human beings in an instant.Humans still haven't found any natural substances that can cause fatal damage to Zerg, and they can only rely on thermal weapons to fight them. Now it seems that nature will never make a race without weaknesses.
This also explains why there are no Zerg in this area. The entire base is surrounded by minerals, and the Zerg must not avoid it.But another question came one after another. Why did the Zerg build a nest on this planet knowing that it was rich in metals that were poisonous to their own race?
"Yes, and the reserves of this metal on this planet are extremely rich. Everyone was overjoyed when they discovered this. No matter what, someone must live to bring this news back to the empire. With this belief, we began to continue Constantly exploring this planet, I want to get a clearer picture of the situation, so that I can make an escape plan, or find a source of drinking water, so that we can support until the reinforcements arrive."
Langdon said, and the two walked into a place similar to a residential area. He led Hyperion into one of them and stopped talking.
The room is not big, there is only a table and bed inside, and the round windows are sealed, so you can't see anything.A person was lying on the bed, and when he heard Hyperion and Langdon enter the door, he struggled to open his eyes to look over.
Although he had already made mental preparations, he was still shocked when he saw Sherwood Hyperion on the bed. The originally strong Alpha's face was ashen, his breath was weak, and he lost a lot of weight, as if he was at the end of his strength.His lower body was covered by a white cloth, so he couldn't see the exact situation.
Hyperion called him softly: "Sherwood?"
Sherwood stared at him, and after a while his breath became short of breath. Langdon hurriedly held his hand that was put aside, and said, "Yes, this is General Hyperion. He and Chief Gwent were also teleported."
"Are you alright?" Hyperion vaguely smelled a stench, and he sniffed to confirm that the smell came from Sherwood.
He cast a questioning look at Langdon, Langdon closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to lift the white cloth covering Sherwood's lower body.
The source of the stench was Sherwood's calf. His military trousers had been cut into shorts. His legs were completely festered from the knee down, and black pus flowed out. The white bones could be vaguely seen, apparently corroded by the venom of the Zerg. .
If this kind of serious injury is sent to the hospital for treatment immediately, there will be a chance of turning around, but in this temporary base where medical treatment is extremely scarce, his legs will definitely not be able to keep.
The moment Langdon lifted the white cloth, Sherwood tried hard not to look at his legs or the expression on Hyperion's face.After ten long seconds passed, the white cloth finally covered his wound again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Hyperian restrained the sadness in his heart, bent down and gave him a hug between comrades in arms, kissed his side face, and whispered: "It will be fine."
Sherwood moved his lips, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only curl the corners of his lips and smiled at him.
Walking out of the bedroom with Langdon, Hyperion frowned. Sherwood's situation was much more serious than he had imagined.There must be no medical equipment in the base that can treat injuries of this degree, otherwise he would not be lying in bed now.
Hyperion: "Is there a doctor among the residents of Buick Town?"
Langdon: "There's a surgeon. I've had the doctor look at him."
Hyperion: "Ask the doctor to amputate his limb. If we drag it on, he will lose his life."
"I also discussed this issue, but Sherwood refused to agree with it. He said that if he waited until the rescue arrived, he might have a chance to save his leg, but if he amputated, he would never be able to go to the battlefield again, and Subject to conditions, amputation here will have a high chance of infection." Langdon was very worried, as a soldier, he could understand Sherwood's thoughts, for a soldier, not being able to fight was the biggest regret in his life.
But he was also Sherwood's lover, and he couldn't just watch Sherwood procrastinate like this.
Hyperion understood his entanglement, took a deep breath, and said: "I sent a message to the military department before coming here, and the support should be here soon. Don't worry too much. Sherwood has always been lucky, and he will definitely be fine. .I’ll rest for a while, familiarize myself with the base, and set off to rescue Quint tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest.”