"My proposal has just been approved."
Yang Qi said from the screen opposite, "The Garuda operation platform will be moved to three kiloters behind Observation Post No. 7, serving as an airborne drone landing platform. Garuda’s hangar has 4,500 military drones, and I will soon transfer command authority for all these drones to the frontline command."
"Good. Additionally, I have a suggestion," Ye Xuan suddenly said.
"What suggestion?"
"Chira 17 currently reacts to solo targets as well, which clearly shows so level of mutation over ti. Besides Sun Hang, I believe the survival chances of other Hunters encountering energy flow attacks are almost zero," Ye Xuan said.
"You an... you plan to have all other Hunters withdrawn? Let Sun Hang complete the task alone?" Yang Qi slightly frowned.
"No, I an, deploy another batch of Hunters, and also load all these 4,500 drones with infected mitic mice... Chira 17 has an organ for firing energy flows that overheats. If we deploy a large number of decoys all at once, as long as we can trick it into an energy flow attack once, it will greatly relieve the pressure on those Hunters who actually execute mitic sample collection tasks."
Ye Xuan paused and continued, "If we can lure it into three consecutive strikes, we could create a relatively safe ’window period’ of seven to eight minutes for the Hunters."
"Makes sense, I’ll get them on it imdiately!" Yang Qi nodded promptly.
"What if Chira 17 doesn’t fall for it?" asked the military representative.
"Then replace all the mice on the drones with humans," Ye Xuan said in a cold tone. "With no decoys, all targets are real targets; as long as its energy flow emitter organs overheat, we can use human wave tactics to pile up at the feet of Chira 17."
Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, the military representative shuddered: "Doing that... roughly, how many casualties would we face?"
"What’s the maximum number of casualties that the Federation Governnt can accept?" Ye Xuan glanced at him and retorted.
"I... I might need to make a call to the military departnt and parliant for that..." the military representative hesitated.
"Go ahead." Ye Xuan said expressionlessly, "While this plan hasn’t been implented yet... I don’t want any delays due to communication issues when the ti cos."
The military representative took out his communication terminal and turned around.
A dozen seconds later, he returned the communication terminal to his pocket, wiped off a few beads of sweat from his forehead, and said to Ye Xuan, "They said that as long as we can collect Chira 17’s mitic samples... no matter what the cost, it’s acceptable."
"Great." Ye Xuan nodded, then looked at the screen, "Yang Qi, have the assembly factory speed up progress, I need at least a thousand sets of sample collection equipnt—if anyone can reach the foot of Chira 17 with one of those sets, this operation is already halfway successful."
"The factory hasn’t stopped since the battle plan was proposed. There are still seventy sets of collection equipnt in inventory, which I’ve had transported to Garuda... At current production speed, we can complete about fifty more sets within two hours."
"120 sets... tch, that’s a bit few." Ye Xuan sighed, "It’s a pity that earlier ti was tight, and we didn’t have ti to test the overheating threshold of the energy flow emitter pipe... knowing each shot requires seven to eight minutes of cooldown, I would have chosen human wave tactics from the start."
Faced with lethal energy flows moving at the speed of light, Mysterious Creature Hunters and ordinary soldiers are hardly different... As for the roaming independent mysterious creatures around Chira 17, their existence is almost negligible in the face of human wave tactics.
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Area D7, 300 ters away from Chira 17.
The closer you get, the more you can feel the awe-inspiring presence of enormous entities.
A cha figure standing 18 ters tall is already enough to make one look up in admiration, while a giant cocoon standing 400 ters tall, even rely walking past it, involuntarily makes one’s legs go weak.
By comparison, humans feel so tiny, as if the slightest tilt of the cocoon could crush anyone standing beside it into pulp like an ant.
"This thing, it’s not going to fall over, is it?" Sun Hang muttered quietly.
The hover bike was swept away by the aftermath of the third energy flow attack, declared beyond repair. Luckily, the mitic sample collection equipnt, almost as large as the hover bike, wasn’t damaged—only the waterproof cloth wrapping it was torn open.
But now, with or without the waterproof cloth is no longer important.
Centered around Chira 17’s giant cocoon, within a 300-ter radius, is an area unaffected by torrential rain: a "dry zone."
Just as the eye of a storm is always the calst area of the storm, 300 ters away from the cocoon, the rain seems separated by an invisible barrier—on one side of the barrier is pouring rain and flowing swamps, while on the other side is dry air and solid ground.
The rubber soles of combat boots make an irritating grinding noise on nuclear-blasted and glassy ground, and with each such noise, Sun Hang steps toward the cocoon.
Perhaps fearing being too close might affect itself, Chira 17 had not fired any more energy flows at him nor shown any other "stress responses" since Sun Hang dashed into the "dry zone."
"It’s quite ta now." Sun Hang walked to within less than fifty ters of the cocoon’s base and put down the equipnt he carried on his shoulder.
He looked up; the arc-shaped cocoon’s outer wall emitted a milky glow—for laypersons, it might seem like so sort of top-quality jade or a "night pearl" base worth a fortune... But anyone with a bit of knowledge in geology or materials science knows very well that rocks capable of glowing independently are mostly dangerous things.
The Geiger counter hanging at Sun Hang’s waist was buzzing like playing Flight of the Bumblebee, its beep dense enough to form a long note. Helplessly, Sun Hang had to crush it underfoot—for both the Taisui tic and the Black Dragon tic have radiation immunity abilities. If he carries it, it’s rely intended as a data recorder... but this place’s radiation intensity has long exceeded the gauge’s limit; this device has entirely lost its significance except for irritating ears.
Sun Hang went to the cocoon, hesitated briefly, and then pressed his palm against the cocoon’s surface.
"Thump. Thump. Thump."
He could feel a heartbeat sound like muffled thunder emanating from within the cocoon, each beat growing slightly stronger... Though the intensity is minimal, nearly imperceptible, this process continues, and quantity change will eventually lead to qualitative change.
"I wonder what exactly it’s hatching inside..."
Sun Hang returned to the collection equipnt and followed the instructions to assemble the entire equipnt.
Sun Hang always felt that he was assembling not a set of mitic sample collection equipnt but a very common pile driver on a construction site.
On the base disk secured to the ground is connected a huge chanical arm, and at the tip of the chanical arm is a hamr thicker than Sun Hang’s thigh and more than two ters long.
This hamr looks ordinary but incorporates a large amount of technology sourced from mysterious creatures... calling it a man-made "artifact-type mysterious object" wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
And the "power source" driving this hamr also cos from another mysterious creature.
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