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Chapter 2892 The real killing move

Just as the Storm Claws bombarded the huge creature Titans, the black night patrolers also began to descend. Before the flooring hatch was reached, a 10th company soldier stood inside the door, holding a heavy bomb to shoot at the swarm of insects, and said loudly:
"Come up!"
"Walk!"
The four of them jumped into the cabin and then quickly rose without waiting for the door to close. Less than two seconds after they left their original position, a large number of maggots were spread on the ground with mucus. When these creatures hit the ground, they immediately released a large amount of acid and toxic substances, corroding the ground into a large pit of nearly ten meters.
The Titan, who had no hit target, immediately let out a roar of rage, but had no choice but to watch the night patrol disappear from sight, then turn around and start moving towards the Holy Crown Mountains.
boom----
Suddenly, more than a dozen thunder gliding bombs detonated near it, several of which hit it directly. The hot melt bullet penetrated the thick shell and created an amazing explosion inside the creature Titan. In the red steam cloud, the huge creature wailed and fell down like a collapsed toy.
"The commander of the battle group, the 10th company has destroyed the Titan hatchery and reported some Titan creatures that were not recorded."
In the command post, Soshiyang, who had not had a rest for ten days and ten nights, heard the report and took the data board handed over and looked at the text report and image information on it.
The focus inside is Tyron's creature Titan and those jumping worms that have evolved into the ability to skip, as well as giant insects covered with super hard carapaces that resemble tanks.
In fact, in the past ten days, the frontier has reported more than twenty unrecorded Tyron biological variants. In other words, the insect nest consciousness has been evolving against human defense strategies, and this evolution is almost in units of heaven. Its tactics may be slightly rigid, but its means are the most flexible and changeable that Soshiyang encountered.
“Take these detailed creature reports to the Mechanical Sages, register them in the Tyron Biodata column and highlight the characteristics of these creatures.”
"yes."
At this time, Falzad suddenly walked in from outside the command center.
"Captain of the Battle Team, the toxic fog is getting bigger and bigger, and it is about to spread into the stronghold. I am afraid that the protective masks used by the soldiers will not be able to withstand it."
Soshiyang glanced at him and said calmly:
"How is the situation at the No. 4 stronghold now?"
"There is no problem in defense, but the ammunition needs to be saved, but because we have the lowest altitude, the poison gas has approached the guard wall."
“It has nothing to do with the altitude.”
Soshiyang took him to a screen, then greeted the technical priest beside him, and the other party immediately transmitted the image. Soon the screen flashed, a light yellow smoke appeared, and then a strange existence appeared inside.
It is about the height of three adults, and looks skinny and covered with plate-shaped chitin carapace. In front is a Tyron head with a lower half of his face full of tentacles, and his limbs are full of tentacle-like limbs. The thick carapace on his back bulges chimneys, and rolling yellow smoke continues to emerge. When it moves, it looks like a creature floating in water, a bit like a brainworm, but it has a strong tail that can support it on the ground.
“It has something to do with it.”
"This is..."
"The biology sages temporarily named it poisonous smokeworms. Most of the spore poisonous smoke on the front line were formed by it. If we hadn't chosen a high-altitude position, we would have been swallowed up by poisonous smoke. But now the entire ground has been basically covered. Tyron has transformed the poisonous fog, and the smoke they sprayed has become lighter, so there is the current situation. Moreover, these poisonous smokeworms are very cunning. They only hide in poisonous smoke and will hardly appear within sight. It is quite difficult to kill them accurately. In addition, they are also quite large. Since they can fly and are not restricted by the terrain, it is very difficult to deal with... Tyron has more cards to play, but the cards in my hand are about to bottom out."
After hearing Soshiyan's words, Falzade, who has always been known for his courage, couldn't help but look worried.
"What should I do now?"
Soshiyan turned and looked at him and said something that surprised him.
"If you go back, organize the evacuation of the No. 4 stronghold immediately. I will send the air force and artillery to cover you."
"Ah!? Removal...our defense is still good..."
"It's still, but... the Sage of Koeniles Medici, is it convenient to come?"
Hearing Soshiyang's call, the alien researcher from Ulanhuda walked over quickly with his mechanical lower limbs.
"What are your instructions, sir."
"Tell me about these Tyron spore poisonous smoke."
The biological sage immediately stretched out a mechanical tentacle and inserted it on the contemplator beside him. Then a line of numbers appeared on the screen, and some photos and pictures showed some struggling and festering people.
"...The latest research results show that there is actually an extremely complex phenotype creature hidden in the Tyron spore poison smoke. The exquisiteness of this creature is indescribable. They can almost fight against most immune methods. They are briefly exposed to it. Even Astart will cause nausea and out-of-control muscle spasms. If mortals are too unfortunate to be exposed to poison gas for more than thirty seconds, the phenotype will gain a foothold in the body. It can replicate itself at an astonishing speed and spread to
The victim's whole body system breaks down organs and tissues, so that the victim will eventually choke in their own foam and infected body fluids. And worse, these microorganisms will overproliferate in enclosed spaces, so that even people wearing protective equipment or power armor will not escape, because they will first block the filter equipment and attack the victim by infiltrating it little by little, if the concentration is high enough, it can even fill the ventilation system and corrupt the air purifier."
"What's the concentration now?"
The biological sage did not give specific values, but said very euphemistically:
"The concentration of poison gas around the Holy Coron Mountains has... very high."
After saying that, Soshiyang nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your explanation, sage, go and continue your research. The soldiers brought back new variant samples."
"yes."
Soshyan then looked at Falzad.
"This is the current situation. We have no way to get the poison gas from Tyron. The atmosphere of the planet will be destroyed soon. Our only way is to delay. The altitude of the Snow Palace is still safe at present. According to the current speed of the poison gas rising, we can hold on for fifteen days."
Falzade nodded, but after hesitating for a moment, he said cautiously:
"If that is..."
Soshiyan didn't say anything but raised her chin with her hands on her back.
"Go and perform the retreat mission."
Chapter completed!
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