Ji Heng said without hesitation, "Send in a few high-explosive bombs using robots to buy so ti."
Those who heard this had their minds freeze temporarily, unable to grasp the concept.
They thought he was joking, wouldn’t that blow up the underground?
A drizzle began to fall from the sky, seemingly against them, growing heavier, soaking the ground, making it slippery to walk.
The lieutenant ordered his n to drive away all unnecessary personnel, those without chas, those without protection, should not stay here.
Then he asked Ji Heng what he ant, "With humans around, the Insect Man isn’t interested in moving chanical bodies. In this situation below, a collapse could be very troubleso, we don’t know if there are other Insect n down there."
The detectors, after all, couldn’t find the one discovered underground.
"Tie so at to the robots, hide high-explosive bombs inside the robots, and let the bombs explode inside the Insect n."
Lieutenant: "..." He also watched the live match broadcasts.
Thinking to himself, as expected from the Vegetable Farrs, always with crazy tactics.
"Let’s give it a try." The lieutenant gritted his teeth, the Insect Man urgently needed nutrition and would definitely eat it.
No sooner said than done, he called his n to bring rescue robots, new equipnt in the army, resembling spiders, usually used for pathfinding, a bit slow in movent but able to overco many terrains.
Not as handy as Su Xiaocai’s creation, but Su Xiaocai’s little spider couldn’t carry high-explosive bombs.
"Don’t use this one, the failure rate is too high." The rescue spider moved a bit slowly, still required manual control.
Lieutenant: "Do you have sothing better?"
"I do, will you reimburse ? Fifteen thousand." Feng Wansha wasn’t bothered about the money, but the item was a gift from Su Xiaocai and didn’t fall within the consumable category.
The lieutenant looked at his own rescue spider, the little thing alone cost fifty thousand, "Alright, provided your thing is really useful."
Feng Wansha released a drone-model chanical cat.
Before starting, the chanical cat looked quite different from a real cat, its triangular ears on the head, a drooping drone anti-gravity device, showed it was a cat-like machine.
Feng Wansha set the route and instructed her AI simulation.
Upon activation, the chanical cat’s eyes rotated, appearing almost intelligent, transforming into a soulful chanical cat.
It tilted its head, shook its body, feeling the weight of the high-explosive bombs inside, and the pieces of at on its back.
Feng Wansha let it go, and it went forth without looking back.
Its tallic silhouette resembled a most heroic little figure.
No one hoped for its triumphant return, all wished it would die in the insect’s mouth, fifteen thousand plus two high-explosive bombs to kill a Greed, super worthwhile.
Feng Wansha broadcast its real-ti footage to the lieutenant.
The lieutenant watched as that chanical cat agilely leaped onto a rock, unfazed by the rain, jumped into the air, almost instantly transford into a drone, and flew into the path the little spider had crawled through.
The drone mode was a bit challenging to pass through, so it switched back to a cat, gripping the edge of the ventilation duct, crawling forward, the whole process didn’t require Feng Wansha’s control, only needed to ensure it didn’t go the wrong way.
The chanical cat reached a relatively open area. As it was about to approach the Insect Man, its movents slowed down.
It advanced cautiously, its subtle footsteps didn’t draw the Insect Man’s attention.
The Insect Man was struggling to break free, its head barely connected to its shrunken body.
Quite disgusting, tentacles slowly growing out from beneath its skull.
The lieutenant urged two subordinates to quickly move the unconscious survivor up.
"Can’t move, this person has been modified, is a semi-cyborg. No idea what’s inside the body, very heavy. The rescue bed fabric snapped, couldn’t bear the weight."
The outside rainwater ford a stream flowing inward, the ground becoming very slippery.
The nurse left on site was startled, she sat on a safe chair behind a cha Master, fearing she’d be scolded for not reporting earlier, "I haven’t touched that person, just know he’s sleeping, checked his body on the first day he arrived, no injuries, just comatose."
"Then drag him out." A modified person wouldn’t fear dragging, damage would just an skin replacent, running out of ti.
The two subordinates nodded at each other, one grabbed the unconscious person’s armpits, pulling backward out.
The other soldier provided cover.
Despite additional strength from the exoskeleton, the dragging force remained insufficient, only dragging to the exit hole, exhausted and wanting to swap places.
They slipped, unable to continue dragging.
"Impossible, sir, we request the use of towing straps."
"Approved."
"How is this modified person’s weight manageable?" The dragging soldier took a breather, exerting all his might to tie securely, then gestured.
The vehicle moved backward, both soldiers exerting force as well.
A slanted upward path, only a short twenty ters.
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