In Ecstasy, they took advantage of the chaotic situation and completely disappeared into the darkness. Several probes that were just about to follow up to continue tracking were also solved.

　　 "Commander, the positions of those monsters are lost."

　　 A trace of haze flashed across Bokaul's face, but it didn't last long. After staring at the unknown creature, he quickly got better.

The aliens have regarded the collector and this unknown monster as the same camp. In terms of size, it is obvious that the monster currently fighting with the autonomous ship is much larger. Compared with the previous'small' monsters, the danger is undoubtedly higher. , Belongs to the'big fish'.

Although from Bocaul’s cognitive perspective, even a monster of this size still cannot threaten the Fourth Fleet, he has to be cautious. After all, he is an alien, and it’s not surprising that he has a technology different from that of the Empire. The previous sub-light speed strike was a complete lesson, and he wouldn't fall into the same pit again.

　　 But no matter what, there is nothing wrong with slaughtering this biggest monster. If that alien force really intends to'ambub' the Fourth Fleet, this big guy will undoubtedly occupy the main part of the plan.

　　 The more he thought about it, the more he felt that was the case, especially when he thought of the sub-light speed strike, the super-giant railgun that is higher than the surface atmosphere, that huge monster is very likely to occupy the enemy's main plan.

　　 "Change the priority object and level the unknown creature first."

"Yes!"

　　 In the sonorous and powerful reply, Bocaul continued to think. What should he do if he thinks wrong?

　　 This is not impossible. As a qualified commander, you have to consider all aspects of factors and countermeasures for emergencies.

　　 Maybe the enemy’s initial plan was not to ‘ambush’, if the enemy just wants something from Star Harbor...

　　 It is also possible that the enemy intends to carry out some kind of plan, it may be to observe the distance between the planet and the Fourth Fleet, or it may be to send a letter asking for help from an unknown corner of the universe, and need to board Starport...

　　 Maybe...

　　 After a fierce ideological competition, Bocaul gave orders to the operator on the other side in charge of the autonomous ship.

　　 "Transfer another batch of autonomous ships to patrol near Xinggang. Don't let those ‘little’ monsters escape. I don’t want them all to die for me, not one left."

　　 Bocaul puts a heavy emphasis on the word ‘death’, and his eyes are full of fierceness—the best way to solve a problem is to solve the problem.

　　 Pellets, they rushed all the way. After drilling through the gaps in the passage several times, they were very careful to confirm that they were not being tracked by that kind of sphere. Only then did they merge with the Entangling outside Xinggang and receive supplies at the same time.

　　 The exhausted collectors entered the flesh cavity one after another, and were squeezed back into the tangled body along the rhizome.

　　 "Why are you back? The mission is completed?"

　　 Chan expressed incomprehension that they hurriedly came back to ecstasy, and likewise, he was also curious about what happened in the wreck of Star Harbor.

　　 "It's actually like this..."

　　 Da Zhuang delivered a series of situations that occurred in Xinggang to Cang one by one.

　　 "Tang, does the will make us give up the task?"

　　 The only corpse of the universe creature that is the chance to win does not exist, and the winning rate is infinitely close to zero. This point is very clear. It has no plans to continue this mission.

　　 But Will did not order to give up the mission, all collectors must unconditionally carry out the mission issued by Will to the end, so Pegasus will ask.

　　 However, the answer that Chan gave made Dawan feel chilly, an ominous premonition spontaneously arisen.

　　 "No, it's all noise. I'm not sure whether the radio signal we delivered can be received on the surface."

　　 "...Why is this?"

　　The collectors are all aware of the seriousness of the problem. They have completely lost contact with the ground, and they are all connected. They are closed on an ‘island’.

　　 "Which direction is the source of interference?"

　　 Da Zhuang asked. It thought that if it was on the wreckage of Star Harbor, it could consider taking the risk of removing the source of interference.

　　 "Over there."

　　Cang pointed out the place of radio communication, which is surprisingly a colony of aliens.

　　 That was originally used as a ‘bait’ to lure alien fleets closer to the planet, but now it’s turned into a stumbling block that hinders Peleball.

　　 They all know that the will is to know the source of interference, and they will not choose to remove it, and then re-establish communication with them. That will disrupt the entire plan, and they must find a way on their own.

　　 "Damn alien."

　　 "It seems that we can only give up the task unilaterally. Our ability is limited. It is just a waste of time to continue."

　　Even though Yao Wan was very unwilling, he had to face this reality. After all, this universe was still a materialistic victory, and even no matter how firm the mind was, it could not make up for the material crush.

　　 However, Chan made Yao Wan give up the idea.

　　 "No, I don't think we can go back now."

　　 "Look at this..."

　　Cang shared the data he observed with the same race in his body, and it was the alien autonomous ship that chased the cradle pill in Xinggang.

　　 "It's a high-speed object from aliens, did they find us?!"

　　 This was the first reaction of the collectors who went deep inside the Star Harbor. This alien artifact left them an extremely deep impression, and could even be equated with nightmares.

　　 Feel the restlessness of the same family, and explain.

　　 "No, I am afraid that we will not be so "friendly" if we find out."

　　 "But the number of these things is increasing, that is to say..."

　　 "...Death is only a matter of time."

　　 In a sense, they are surrounded by cradle balls.

　　 "Sorry."

　　 Ecstasy apologized to the same race in frustration. If it was more sensible and cautious at first, and returned to the surface to let its will send a stronger force, they would not be so passive.

But other collectors don’t think so. The inexplicable creatures with the life field, the aliens with one foot, and the corpses of the cosmic creatures disappearing are not the fault of command ability. It is because there are too many unexpected situations. Up.

　　 At first, he didn't even think about the will to face this situation.

　　 "I don't blame you, it's that the plan can't keep up with the changes."

　　 "Normally, if we get enough organic matter, the task is now over."

This is about the corpses of cosmic creatures. The environment of Xinggang is full of metal bodies, which severely limits the performance of collectors~lightnovelpub.net~ Otherwise, they can completely try to transform themselves into cosmic creatures and unknown creatures. Give it a go.

　　 Of course, the premise is that the aliens don’t get in.

　　 "The question is, where did the corpses of the same race go? They just disappeared out of thin air? Do you dare to believe it?"

　　 The complaint of this collector speaks out the doubts in the hearts of all the people of the same race.

　　 With a leader, there will naturally be follow-ups. The collectors can be very depressed because of the repeated battles. How could they give up this way of relieving pressure and start complaining one after another.

　　 "I knew it from the beginning and proposed to the will to bring more material up."

　　 "Forget it, matter and volume are equal. With so many things, how can it be possible to break through the aliens' blockade?"

　　 "I know this, I will just talk about it..."

　　 "Well, it would be fine if it happened on the ground. It would be too useless to fight on the alien's home court."

　　Parawan, who had been silent for a long time, was suddenly taken aback, and suddenly stopped the complaining compatriot.

　　 "...Wait, you repeat what you just said."

"what's happenin?"

"Faster."

　　 Hearing the urging of the ball, although he didn't understand it, the collector still cooperated and repeated it.

　　 "...Fighting at the alien's home court is too wasteful."

　　 "No, it's an earlier sentence,"

　　 "It would be great if it happened on the ground..."

　　 Hearing this sentence, Cradle suddenly lifted his spirits, and swept away the haze after the previous series of blows.

　　 "Yes, that's it! We haven't lost yet!"

　　 "...so what should I do?"

　　 "Just like you said-as long as it happens on the ground."