Everyone has different experiences and naturally draws different conclusions.
But there is no doubt that the death state of some passengers on this ship made Captain Gris, who was used to seeing big scenes, feel a little uncomfortable and wanted to make a mosaic for these corpses twisted on the edge of the corridor.
"Cheer up, everyone," Gris whispered, and the laser rifle sprayed out several light bullets, smashing the heads of these corpses one by one.
This is a necessary precaution.
Several times when they dealt with some biochemical leak crises, life forms that had been judged dead suddenly came back to life, and they also encountered situations where human cells were reorganized into monsters.
The scene was quite horrifying, but it was much scarier than the expansion of internal organs caused by a sudden loss of pressure.
The development of biotechnology does not necessarily bring good things.
And a longer life is the lifelong pursuit of many dignitaries.
Hearing Grace's instructions through the headphones, several team members in the back nodded.
Two fire control mechanical warriors used equipment to light up the cabin in front of them, and the safety gate in front blocked their way.
There seems to be something crawling on the gate.
They were at the middle transition bridge of the ship, on both sides of the engine room. The shady capitalists had added passenger seats here, so that the corridor only had a narrow passage, and there were cargo holds in the front and rear.
Gris frowned and looked at the lines on the gate. He got a little closer and realized that this kind of thing was not uncommon.
They are just some pink cells with various raised cells.
There are also some light white sclerotic tissues around it, like solidified foam, which are all stiffened cells.
Gris endured the discomfort in his stomach and made a gesture towards the back.
The mechanic of the Mechanical Transformer controlled two balls forward. One ball sprayed out high-temperature flames and directly hit the safety gate. The other ball radiated a high-energy laser beam, and the laser beam tried to cut the safety gate.
The gates of this kind of civilian ship are just some simple alloys, but because they carry individual equipment, the cutting speed is a bit slow.
Two more balls joined the cutting operation.
"You should pay attention to controlling energy loss," Gris reminded in a low voice.
His voice was transmitted to the ears of the team members through the communication equipment, as well as to the three peripheral special combat ships and the command hall of the special forces.
The three teams that entered the ghost ship all sent back similar scenes at this moment.
They were all blocked by safety gates, and they all found cells and tissues adhering everywhere.
One team entered the rear cargo hold, which was filled with pink web-like structures like spider webs, which made one's scalp numb just by looking at them.
The commanders discussed it and gave the front line an order with some conscience:
"You are allowed to fire freely."
The corners of Gris' mouth twitched slightly.
Do you still need your authorization for this kind of thing? If you don't let me shoot you when you encounter a monster, I will kill you when I turn around.
Of course, this is just a little thought in my mind.
"Understood," Captain Gris responded in his mature bass.
Aboard the Feinan.
In front of Yang Luo was a projection screen with characters scrolling continuously.
Law is trying to decipher the other party's communication signal.
The Sherman Empire has always been a "civilian dwarf" and a "military giant." The complexity of the encryption of communication equipment between their warships always makes their opponents sigh.
Even if Lu has the new mastermind of the Dongfeng, it will still take some time at this moment.
And it may not be possible to break it.
Yang Luo could only observe the Blue from a distance through the equipment on the Feinan.
He was a little anxious.
This feeling of anxiety reminded him of the most profound event he had ever experienced on Earth, the college entrance examination at the end of his middle school education.
Of course, there is no comparison between the two.
Next to him was a small instrument.
This is a biological signal jammer completed by Ritsu based on the technology provided by the examiner teacher, the same model as Miss Hera's.
It is precisely because of this instrument that Valkyrie cannot sense Yang Luo at the moment; and similarly, Yang Luo cannot directly sense Valkyrie.
He was just a little irritable in his heart.
Yang Luo felt that Valkyrie should have somewhat similar emotions.
The fingers of his hands pressed against each other, his body shrank in the seat, and his expression did not change for a long time.
The projection screen in front shook slightly, and a few pictures appeared.
Law did it!
However, because the other party used multi-channel communication methods, the picture Yang Luo saw was incomplete. The frame was framed and he could only barely see the situation inside the cabin.
Mudd!
Yang Luo's forehead slowly turned black.
Isn't this what the replica of the scientific research ship looked like back then?
Are there freely proliferating cells everywhere?
There were also some horrific corpses without mosaics lying in the corner.
Lu continued to decipher the other party's communication, and completed the construction of dual channels after a few minutes.
The picture Yang Luo saw finally stabilized, and he was able to borrow the equipment carried by the three exploration teams to clearly see the details everywhere in the cabin.
"Captain Gris?"
Yang Luo raised his eyebrows and whispered: "He is quite active."
The law does not answer this meaningless question.
She was busy 'stealing' the signal at the moment. The Sherman Empire used a dynamic encryption machine, and the signal decoding method was constantly changing. She had to keep up with the opponent's rhythm in order to allow Yang Luo to continue to spy.
At this moment, the progress of the three teams was almost the same, and the first safety gate was opened.
Law adjusted the surveillance screen of the third team and locked the main perspective on the camera equipment on the shoulder of Captain Gris.
The three spheres that cut the gate converged, and a muscular warrior moved forward with a light shield and punched the safety gate away.
The cargo hold covered with pink flesh membrane made the new female team member at the back a little retching.
She was selected into the elite team because of her high adaptability to mechanical modifications. She had already done actual combat training for three years. After the last battle on Zubin, she became a new member of Gris's team.
"Rookies, be careful and don't fall behind."
A muscular man whispered.
Gris said: "Try to see if you can burn these ghost things, stand back and observe the reaction."
"Yes, Captain."
The female team member made a few gestures skillfully, and two silver-white balls floated to the left and right. Layers of metal flakes appeared on the surface of the ball, like several vortexes, spraying out compressed combustion accelerant and high-temperature fireworks.
The bulkhead was quickly burned, but the fleshy membranes just curled up.
A melee team member held a lightsaber and slashed through two pink structures that looked like neuron bulges.
"Boss, these ghosts here are stronger than the ones on the door just now."
Gris frowned and nodded, his hands holding the laser rifle trembling slightly.
He suddenly thought of the battle that took place more than two years ago.
He had seen this kind of thing on the mining ship that was controlled at that time, but it was only in small numbers and did not attract much attention.
Is she here?
Without hesitation, Gris activated the captain's authority and sent suggestions back to the general headquarters.
"Command station, please allow us to evacuate immediately. This may be the habitat of the Valkyrie. I have seen these things. She is probably here."
A female authoritative voice came over the intercom: "Captain Gris, don't try to give us orders."
Gris immediately said: "We can use a cutting machine to cut open this ship. There is no life here anymore. I assure you that the weak signal you detected may be a trap."
"Gris, execute the order."
"But!"
"The order you received is to explore this ship and find strange life forms that may exist."
Gris curled his lips: "Okay madam, please arrange more fire support for us, more precise fire support."
"I understand, why have you become such a mother-in-law? This is not the Grace I know."
Gris smiled bitterly.
This is not a mother-in-law, this is an intuition honed through many lives and deaths.
Warrior intuition.
He temporarily stopped talking to the command platform, turned around and muttered: "Slow down, let's go explore the engine room and restore the power supply to the spacecraft first."
"Yes, boss."
The four accompanying people and one team member who stayed behind in the boat all showed a somewhat stable smile.
The captain is quite reliable.
Sudden.
A scream before death resounded through Gris's headphones and the high-power speakers of the podium.
It's the team that went to the tail cabin!
In front of the screen on the podium, most of the men and women stood up and looked at the chaotic picture on the left screen in disbelief.
They didn't see anything clearly. A crimson shock wave passed by. The bodies of the two melee team members suddenly lifted off the ground. Under the pull of the semi-permanent simulated gravity, their limbs struggled hard. One person's neck was obviously deformed, and the other's waist began to break.
Violent contraction.
The other three team members immediately fired at the perimeter, but at the source of the crimson shock wave, there were only a few empty cargo boxes.
Something is hiding in the shadows.
The screams broke out again.
One melee team member's neck exploded, and the spray of blood caused the transparent flight suit to bulge.
Another melee team member's waist was broken, and blood continued to spurt out of his mouth. His well-developed muscles had no protective effect at the moment.
"Quickly retreat!"
The remaining three people turned around and ran away, their jetpacks spurting out several streams of flames.
But what is faster than them are the cells and tissues spread everywhere.
Those pink cell tissues were growing rapidly, weaving a huge grid at the tail cabin exit.
The three surviving team members were about to attack these cell grids when their bodies seemed to have been hit hard from nowhere.
Their eyes were stunned, they temporarily lost their ability to think, and they hit the grid directly.
Those cell tissues quickly differentiated into a palm with a diameter of only a few centimeters, which tightly imprisoned them in place through the space suit and protective light film.
No matter how hard the jetpack pushed them, they could never break free from the shackles of these palms.
Like an insect caught in a spider's web.
And from beginning to end, the ghost that released the crimson shock wave has been hiding in the shadows.
A similar fate befell the other two teams.
The exploration team at the front of the ghost cargo ship, two biochemically modified warriors and three mechanically modified warriors, have all been captured by the wildly proliferating cell tissue.
The middle part of the ghost cargo ship.
When Captain Gris heard the screams, he immediately ordered a retreat;
But the cells and tissues attached to various parts of the ship's hull are proliferating rapidly, and the safety gates they passed through before have been filled with cells and tissues.
Gris had ordered these cells to be burned before, allowing them to buy some time now.
Those pink cells began to surge towards Gris and the others.
The two melee team members grabbed their lightsabers and slashed continuously. Greiss and the two far-fire mechanics opened fire, and the light bullets punched holes one after another in the unprotected but extremely tough cell tissue.
Gris kept roaring:
"Spray fire! Sprinkle accelerant!"
"Give us some fire support! Open the hull quickly! Are all the people outside dead?"
"Shoot! Shoot!"
Boom!
Boom!
Gris's heart suddenly contracted violently.
He paused in his roar and looked up at the tail cabin.
Behind the cell tissue covered with pocket-sized palms, a figure seemed to be slowly approaching them.
The almost dead memory began to attack Gris.
Mining ship tragedy.
Meteor Belt Battle.
The crimson shock wave, the woman who was still alive despite the gunship's main cannon blast, the Valkyrie who could crush the head of a biochemical warrior from a distance.
She's here.
Gris turned around and shouted: "Get ready to blast! Blow up the hull! Quick! Leave immediately!"
The cell tissue at the front safety gate shrinks naturally.
The figure wearing a fiery red dress, with long flowing blood-colored hair, broke into the sight of Gris and the equipment on Gris's body.
Aboard the Feinan.
Yang Luo couldn't help but stand up.
His eyes were widened, his fists were clenched, and a crazy desire to fight surged through his body, but his brain was extremely clear.
The powerful Valkyrie.
The Valkyrie, who is not bound by the numerical values of the "Abyss" game and possesses strong combat strength, has obviously completed countless evolutions!
She's right here!
She is indeed here!
Lu's projection appeared next to Yang Luo, and she felt that she should give Yang Luo some support at this moment.
"I'm afraid Captain Gris is doomed," Ritsu said softly.
In the picture, the Valkyrie was aiming at Gris and opening her right hand.
Gris roared, and the laser rifle fired a series of light bullets, but the Valkyrie did not even use her iconic red light film. Her seemingly soft skin had unparalleled protective capabilities, and those light bullets did not leave any traces.
The long skirt on her body seemed to be a part of her body. After it was broken, it quickly proliferated to fill it.
Two screams came.
There was nothing unusual about Gris, but the bodies of the four team members behind Gris slowly floated, each covering their necks.
"stop."
The Valkyrie's voice suddenly sounded, reaching directly into Gris' mind.
"Negotiate, I won't kill you."
Gris opened his mouth, turned to look at his team members, lowered his head and said to the communication device on his shoulder:
"She, she asked for negotiation. You let them go first! I will tell them not to fire! We have fought before, Valkyrie. I consider myself to be your former opponent, and I give you the highest respect!"
With that said, Gris threw the laser rifle in his hand to the ground.
The Valkyrie stared at Gris, seeming to be recalling, and then nodded slightly.
The four team members each fell to the ground, no matter whether they were old or new, their eyes were filled with fear.
At this moment, Yang Luo in the Feinan suddenly changed his color.