Volume 1 Glacial Relics Chapter 2 Lucky Day
As soon as he stepped into the cargo hold, Ke Lan heard a teeth-grinding squeaking sound under his feet, which made his heart tighten.
These metals are close to the edge of fatigue and may break at any time. The result of the breakage is that the entire cargo hold and the transport plane will be separated and swept into the turbulent airflow.
As for me, who was between the cargo hold and the transport plane , I was like a piece of fresh meat thrown into a high-speed meat grinder...
Trying hard to erase the image from his mind, Ke Lan calmed himself down, grasped the safety belt around his waist with one hand, held the wall of the cargo hold with the other, and walked in step by step.
There were several large boxes stacked in the cargo hold, all of which were fixed to the cargo hold floor with locks. Ke Lan glanced at them one by one, ignoring the boxes containing weapons, equipment and supplies - these things were important, but their priority was lower.
"found it."
Four boxes made of reinforced engineering plastics with metal corners were neatly stacked in the corner of the cargo hold. The labels on the boxes read "Class A Environmental Protection Equipment", which was exactly the goal of Ke Lan's adventure this time.
Buckle all four boxes on the seat belts, then release the fixed buckles, and finally let others pull you and the boxes back to the cabin, and everything is done. Next, it's time to leave it to fate...
But things did not go as smoothly as Ke Lan had imagined. As soon as the lock of the equipment box was unlocked, the box slid out due to inertia and hit the inner wall of the cargo hold heavily!
“Bang!!”
The dull sound was like a drumstick hitting Ke Lan's heart hard. His face turned pale and he turned around suddenly. He saw a huge crack suddenly torn open at the connection between the cargo hold and the transport plane. The airflow formed by the strong wind was suddenly a hundred times stronger than before, sucking out all the unfixed objects around!
"Quick! Pull—"
Ke Lan waved frantically, and the people in the cabin naturally saw what was happening here. Several people grabbed the seat belts together and pulled him and the box back.
“Hiss—Crack—”
The gap was expanding rapidly, as if an invisible giant hand was grabbing the cargo hold and tearing it hard. Countless tiny metal parts such as rivets, nuts and gaskets kept falling off the fuselage, crackling and bouncing everywhere like ricocheting bullets.
"Hurry!" Ke Lan felt that his body was about to be torn apart. The tight seat belt made it almost impossible for him to breathe. He had to fight against the strong suction force while maintaining his balance, and at the same time he had to take care of the boxes that depended on his life...
The man with the hooked nose had stood up from his seat and put his entire weight on the seat belt. The other people also leaned back desperately, pulling the seat belts back little by little.
Ten more steps, the last ten steps, and Ke Lan will be able to leave this shaky cargo hold...
Five steps...
Three steps...
The sharp sound of metal tearing rang in his ears, and Ke Lan only felt the knife-like wind sweeping across his back. The cargo hold was finally separated from the transport plane. Fortunately, his feet had already stepped into the cabin. In just one second, he would have been minced into a pile of minced meat mixed with broken bones...
"I'm lucky..."
As soon as this thought flashed through Ke Lan's mind, he felt a huge force coming from his waist - damn, there are still those boxes dragged behind him!
He came over, but the boxes fell down. The safety belts connected to the boxes pulled Ke Lan backwards, and he was about to fall out of the cabin.
At this moment, a pair of strong hands grabbed his ankles and dragged him and the box into the cabin!
However, rather than being dragged, it would be more appropriate to say that he fell in headfirst.
"Bang!"
Before Ke Lan could see clearly who saved his life, he hit his head on the floor of the cabin, his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness...
…
…
Am I dead? Or am I not dead?
I didn't seem to fall out? Who pulled me back?
Did the transport plane crash?
where am I?
…
Ke Lan only felt that his consciousness seemed to be wandering in chaos for a long time. Suddenly, a stream of fresh air filled into his lungs. This feeling was like a drowning person was finally pulled out of the water. Accompanied by a violent cough, he finally felt the control of his body again.
“Ahem…”
"This guy is awake." A familiar hoarse voice sounded in his ears. Ke Lan opened his eyes with some effort, and the first thing that caught his eye was the huge hooked nose.
"It seems that I am lucky... ahem..."
"Everyone was lucky. The only unlucky one was the pilot of the transport plane. A piece of broken glass penetrated his eye socket and he died on the spot." said the hooked nose.
Only then did Ke Lan notice that, except for the body lying next to the wreckage of the transport plane, the other six people were still alive, with only some scratches on their bodies.
"One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" the hooked nose said again.
"Can't you just tell me where this place is first?" Ke Lan looked around. This was obviously a huge cave. The top of the cave was a hundred meters away from the ground. The crystal minerals exposed on the rock wall emitted a faint fluorescence.
"That's bad news, then?" The hook-nosed man sighed, "The plane crashed directly onto the mountainside, and there happened to be a hollow cave below, which is this place."
"Can this be considered bad news?"
"The impact triggered an avalanche and landslide, and the entrance directly above was completely blocked. We couldn't go back the same way, so we had to find another way out in the cave. As a result, we found that this place was connected to the ruins."
"Relics? That... Relic No. A-087?"
"Yes, to be precise, this is part of the ruins, located in the deepest part of the glacier crevasse, a place that the first three advance teams have never set foot in..." The hooked nose nodded.
"What about the good news?"
"The good news is, if we can walk out of here alive, we will be rich--" The hooked nose pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a really ugly smile.
"To be alive, the premise is to be alive." The cyborg interrupted. At this moment, his mechanical body had returned to normal, and the strong magnetic field interference disappeared as silently as it appeared.
"So I think that we must cooperate at this time." The hooked nose said, "You are all sensible people, so I don't need to say any more unnecessary words, right?"
According to the original plan, Ke Lan and his team would only explore the outskirts of the ruins. For such extremely dangerous high-level ruins, some basic survey data alone could be exchanged for a considerable amount of credit points. There was no need to put themselves in danger. The more powerful the hunter, the more he understood what it meant to do things within his ability.
But now, this accident has instantly raised the difficulty of the mission to hell level.
This is the heart of the A-level ruins. Compared to this place, Ke Lan would rather still be spinning in the turbulent wind...
"Indeed, only by cooperating can we have a chance to leave alive." A blond and blue-eyed young man nodded. "My name is Ivan, and I'm a doctor. Everyone, please introduce yourselves. As teammates, we should at least know what everyone is good at."
Although on the Ark, things like nationality, an old-fashioned concept, have become increasingly blurred, it is clear that this young doctor named Ivan is definitely a typical Russian - in this case, he is still tightly clutching a silver portable wine flask in his hand.
To him, this wine flask is probably more important than the medical kit he carries on his back.
"Lighton has undergone level four biochemical transformation. In addition, he is also a weapons expert. He is proficient in firearms and explosives, and can also operate heavy equipment!" the modified man continued, with a bit of pride in his tone.
"Haha - if weapons were useful, would they still need people like us? The army would have turned those ruins upside down long ago." The hooked nose sneered and said with his head tilted.
He and Layton seemed to have known each other before, and Layton's sarcastic remarks on the transport plane were mainly directed at him.
"That's more useful than your old dog's nose. When you put on the protective mask, what use will you be?" Layton said as he raised the heavy mechanical arm ostentatiously, and the five metal fingers clicked.
"Is this your attitude towards cooperation? To be honest, I don't want to be stabbed in the back by my teammates at a critical moment." Ivan glanced at the two of them with some annoyance and took a sip of wine.
"Okay, okay, I won't argue with him... It's my turn now, right? Nicknamed 'Hound', don't ask me my name, I can't even remember it myself. I've already told you my specialty, this big guy, it's my sense of smell." The hooked nose introduced himself.
Hearing about this ability, the people around couldn't help but frown slightly. In the ruins, this skill was really useless. Any smell would become very different from the original after being filtered through the breathing mask. As Layton said, once the protective mask was put on, the hound was just an ordinary middle-aged man.
