The digging point of the gopher team is the end of the main tunnel of No.4 well-this tunnel almost points straight to the site of the ancient copper city in the northwest of the mine, and the starting point can be dug at least five kilometers away.

At this moment, due to the loss of the gopher team and the subsequent reinforcements, the wellhead of the No.4 well has been heavily surrounded by the field corps. Four fortress-like mammoth tanks are surrounded by a circle 50 meters away from the wellhead. All kinds of heavy weapons have been set up by these four tanks. After just walking on the suspension platform, Ke Lan noticed that the materials piled up after this blockade, except for the conventional ammunition boxes made of plastic steel, a white buffer shell, self-contained sources and lock freezers can be seen everywhere.
These frozen boxes are filled with active ammunition specifically aimed at erosion. According to military standards, a one-meter square frozen box should be filled with 4,000 rounds of bullets or 6,000 rounds of hand ammunition … And he missed 50 frozen boxes in Kelan’s field of vision.
The undead crew will know how to fight this battle. I’m afraid I haven’t put all my possessions I’ve saved for years into it …
Although a live ammunition needs one unit of carnivorous worm cells, a mature carnivorous worm can produce less than 10,000 live ammunition, but each mature carnivorous worm needs to consume a living person to "feed" … If the ration of active ammunition in the front forces is so abundant, there are at least thousands of people who produce this batch of active ammunition.
In recent years, it is estimated that all the condemned prisoners in Ark together have not reached this number.
Ke Lan once consulted the production phase information of active ammunition through the highest limit of the Security Bureau. The Institute has long tried to clone organs and tissues of animals or humans to cultivate carnivorous worms, but all the experiments failed. Even if the cold storage was preserved and the body tissues were not necrotic, the human corpse failed to hatch the eggs of carnivorous worms successfully.
Only living people with good health can successfully hatch these eggs and parasitize them.
In this case, "people" naturally become a resource, a resource that can be used to produce "ammunition"
Ke Lan doesn’t want to think much about the origin of these active ammunition-it is unbearable torture even for prisoners on death row, and there is still a huge gap in the output of all prisoners on death row as feed.
The production mode of suspected active ammunition is extremely inhuman, but if it is not done, more people will die in the battle with erosion.
In addition to the stalagmite found in the cave of the "famous island" of the active cell of carnivorous worms, it can also restrain the erosive species, but it is more difficult than one level to obtain the erosive stalagmite-he doesn’t know how to return to the Pioneer unless the suspected Liao Xing shadow pushes Kelan into the abyss.
If there is an opportunity in the future, the famous island will definitely go to find out … but now is not the time to consider such a thing.
The troops stationed at the wellhead have given up the access. They silently watched Kelan and others … From their eyes, Kelan saw a ray of empathy very obviously.
These ordinary soldiers obviously don’t know the identity of their own team. Maybe they think that their team, like the two groups of people missing in front, is to send their heads …
Of course, this quality is no different from sending a head …
"Do you have a feeling of deja vu?" said Leighton, sitting in Augustus cockpit with it open, looking around.
"What deja vu feeling? Have you been here before? " 33 turned to look at Leighton a bit strange and asked
"I don’t mean here, I mean before we received one." Leighton shrugged. "But now the publisher is about to become our head’s wife."
"You mean Leviathan," Ivan answered. "Being different makes me feel completely different."
"What? Very similar-"Leighton added," I remember that at that time, the SOMA consortium also blocked the mine entrance with four tanks, but they were heavy hammer-class siege engine, which was smaller than the mammoth. "
"No … Leviathan is a creature in my eyes … whether it was alive or dead at that time." Ivan shook his head. "Leviathan’s body in the mine is actually its blood vessel and body fluid pipeline. In my eyes, it is completely different from digging a tunnel manually."
Ivan paused and continued, "It’s like an old dog’s eyes that you are a big man full of oil, but in my eyes, the skin on your head is fat, blood vessels and muscles, and then the skull …"
"Er, is that how you doctors look at people?" Leighton instantly felt a little chill in his scalp and couldn’t help reaching out and touching it for two.
"Anyway, I am," Ivan replied casually and then turned to Koran. "It’s almost time to send it out."
Chapter six hundred and fifteen Attack!
Ten kilometers north of baiji mountain range, field army solidarity site.
Fourteen divisions have been assembled in just a few hours-in order to transport these troops, the first, second and third cruise fleet ships and transport planes are almost in full swing, and even some long-distance transport planes of the USS Fleet have been temporarily called up.
Even so, the military capacity is still a big gap … Even if every ship and every transport plane is filled with people, it can meet less than one-third of the traffic.
If the remaining troops are sent to the node by land, it will take less than a week … 116 hours. There are too many variables that can happen during this period.
The longer it drags on, the more fully the heretical sects will prepare for the siege, and the greater the casualties will be.
From the beginning, this is not an equal pile-up. Only by taking the ark by surprise can we win some chances.
It was found that the field corps headquarters came up with a crazy solution after the completion of the medium transportation method on time. They directly stuffed the soldiers into large boxes, and then hung the boxes on the transport plane to send people to the destination like goods.
The price of this is that two serious super-transport planes collided out of control during transportation, and more than 600 people were killed in the case of adding two planes.
In addition, when a transport plane formation crossed a dangerous area, it was attacked by an indigenous creature, the snakehead vulture. Although the fighter plane in charge of escort shot these snakehead vultures quickly, a snakehead vulture broke the bottom sling of a transport plane when it was dying-you can imagine what kind of outcome it would be for a person to fall directly from a height of several thousand meters without protective measures and cushioning devices.
The field corps has lost nearly a thousand soldiers before the battle officially started.
"This is no way to things ….."
Located in the temporary headquarters, an old man with the rank of lieutenant general on his shoulder sighed and said to his colleagues around him
"After the attack, there will be hundreds of casualties every minute, which is nothing compared with this loss." Another man, who is also a lieutenant general, but looks less than forty years old, answered the words
"As the saying goes, it is really good for young people to have the spirit … but you will know when you get to my age …" The lieutenant general added when he spoke.
His sideburns are completely graying, and deep crow’s feet are stacked together with dark brown age spots. That age-worn face can be seen everywhere. The trench coat of the general is a bit swaying when he wears his rickety torso.
"Know what?" The young lieutenant general turned his head with a hint of doubt in his eyebrows.
"When you lie in bed late at night and close your eyes to sleep, the ghosts of the soldiers you personally sent to the battlefield will appear in front of your eyes … You naturally need to bear their obsession and resentment when they decide their fate." The old lieutenant general sighed, "These ghosts will haunt you for a generation until your body turns to ashes in the incinerator."
"What is superstition?" The young lieutenant general said dismissively. "What’s more, I seldom dream and almost never have nightmares."
"So I envy you young people … to be honest, I voted against this war … not only me, but also most of the’ decision makers’ of the Joint Parliamentary Group are opposed to this action. Less than half of the young military officers and the most radical group of hawks voted for it. If it weren’t for the face-to-face insistence on fighting this resolution, it wouldn’t have been passed at all … In fact, we all know that our voting is just a formality, and it is meaningless to express our opinions."
The old lieutenant general was silent for a moment before he continued, "It seems to us that this battle is no different from the old era of’ gambling on national luck’ … We almost bet all our chips, so we can’t afford to lose."
"But it would be a slow death if heretics occupied one Alpha relic after another!" The young lieutenant general immediately retorted, "I think heresy is like gangrene. If you can’t find it for the first time, you will eradicate it and wait until you are terminally ill."
"Do you know what heretics have been doing for decades and the Ark has not taken large-scale military action? The so-called heretical sects are just a small organization with 100 members. Even if their prophets inherit some Alpha heritage, even if the eroded species have far more fighting power than ordinary creatures, they are just a group of bugs that can be crushed at any time in front of the absolute power of the ark. "The old lieutenant general said," Have you ever thought that some people didn’t choose to crush them at that time? "
"Is it because they can hide too much like worms?" The young lieutenant general’s eyes became more and more confused.
"It’s not because the noodles intentionally let them go," the old lieutenant shook his head. "You just formed the heresy into gangrene. Then you should also know that the malignant tumor in cancer patients is not an alien invader, but because of mutation, they lose control of their own cells."
The young lieutenant general couldn’t help but hold his breath and stare at this colleague who is almost twice his age with his eyes slightly round and a face of surprise.
"I don’t know if you have heard of a project in the early years," the old lieutenant general continued. "Some researchers believe that if the proliferation rate of cancer cells can be successfully controlled, it will make eternal generation possible-the life span of human beings is limited to the number of cell divisions, and the number of cell divisions is almost limited, and cancer cells can be transformed and transferred at will … The researcher believes that cancer cells may be the future direction of human evolution, but there are some deviations in this direction, which should have brought about eternal life changes but led to human death."
Although the old lieutenant general’s speech seems to be closely related to the previous two people’s discussion, the expression on the young lieutenant general’s face has changed from doubt to surprise, and from surprise to consternation.
It took him a long time to stay where he was before he asked with some difficulty, "So the early exile policy was also due to …"
"Come on," the old lieutenant general interrupted his question. "Some things can be said in vain if you have a rough idea of them."
"Good, good" young lieutenant general some absently stepped back and stretched out his hand to hold the chair back.
When he looked at Founder’s dozens of phalanxes for the last preparation before the war, his eyes had changed a little …
At this moment, a staff officer came in by hitting the hatch, and quickly reported to the two men, "Report to the commander! The infiltration team has arrived at the mine base! "