Volume 10: Ancient Battleship Chapter 506: The Battle is Over
"It's really you!" Lieutenant General Maginot seemed to have forgotten that the helicopter was hovering in the air, and stood up from his seat. "Why did you come here? And what exactly is this thing? Are you, are you in this... this 'battleship' now?"
"General Maginot, I think I need to remind you that this is a public channel." Ke Lan said softly.
"Everyone can hear our conversation," he added.
"Uh..." Makino was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to switch channels, but found that he didn't know any other way to communicate with Ke Lan except the unencrypted public channel.
The ship identification code of "Yaguna Kotor" is ZZZ999, but it is only a temporary code. Levi checked it on the computer at hand. This code is indeed in the combat sequence of the field army, but it was just added three minutes ago. Except for the code name "Yaguna Kotor", all the information is blank.
He raised his head, nodded to Lieutenant General Maginot, and then shook his head.
The nod meant that there was nothing wrong with what Ke Lan said. This ridiculously large "battleship" was indeed coming to support the friendly forces at the Mukach base. There was no problem with the ship identification code and operation number, and the Ark had already confirmed the identity of this "battleship." The subsequent shake of the head was because he could not find any information related to this "battleship" and could not contact Ke Lan through any means other than the public channel.
Fortunately, the seeds of erosion and giant centipedes that invaded the base have been destroyed, so there is no rush... But Levi always feels that even after this matter is over, they may find it difficult to figure out the answers to these questions... Maybe, by then they will have to sign a "non-disclosure agreement" of more than ten pages.
At the same time, the soldiers in the base who had recovered from their shock began to ask each other if anyone had ever heard of this name or seen this... "battleship".
"Ke Lan?" The warrant officer silently repeated the name. "The new Lieutenant General Maginot seemed to know him... He also said he was Ke Lan from the God Hunter Group... God Hunter Group? Isn't he a soldier, but a relic hunter?"
Could it be that this "battleship", which is many times larger than the entire Mukach base, is being operated by a relic hunter?
This...is a joke?
The Mukah Military Base is an important transportation hub at the junction of the four major plains. The soldiers stationed there often see some relic hunters passing by. The warrant officer is not unfamiliar with this profession.
But in his impression, the equipment of most relic hunters was limited to the level of elite mercenaries, not to mention that there were many low-level hunters with tattered clothes, pale faces and skinny bodies... Those people could not even be called relic hunters, it would be more appropriate to call them "scavengers".
This type of "scavengers" basically do not have the ability to explore ruins independently. They can only follow other hunters, pick up some leftover garbage and bring it back to exchange for some money. If they are lucky, they can even eat some leftovers and soup. If they are unlucky, they can basically only do some hard work for other hunters in exchange for a little hard-earned money.
Being able to work physically is not the worst. Some hunters who borrowed high-interest loans to buy equipment even have to exchange their lives for money in order to repay their debts... For example, they have to clear the way for those high-level hunters who value their lives, and use their bodies to explore the mechanisms in the ruins...
It’s not that he looks down on Ruin Hunters, but the Warrant Officer always has an indescribable feeling of disgust towards this profit-driven profession.
Of course, there are elites in the hunting group, whose equipment is so good that even the agents of the Security Bureau can hardly compare with them. But no matter how good their equipment is, a full set of clothes from head to toe would only cost a few million at most. Compared with the warships that cost tens or hundreds of billions of dollars, it is a world of difference.
Compared with this thing, warships that cost tens of billions of dollars are far inferior to it. The main battleships of the Ark Fleet are nothing more than plastic models placed on the table as ornaments in front of this big guy...
How could a relic hunter possess such a thing?
Could it be that... this warship was built by the Alpha civilization, and was dug out from the ruins by this relic hunter named "Ke Lan"? !
The warrant officer was shocked by his own idea. Fortunately, this relic hunter still obeyed the control of the Ark. If he chose to join the heretic sect or simply set up his own sect, the consequences would be unimaginable...
While thinking about these things, the warrant officer walked out of the alley, but happened to run into several soldiers carrying a person out of a dormitory building with only the bottom floor left.
The warrant officer looked carefully and found that these soldiers were all his subordinates. They were the team he had returned to the camp to rescue, but the only thing he didn't see was Sergeant McCarthy who led the team.
"Where is McCarthy?" He had just asked when he discovered that the person these people were carrying was the seriously injured and unconscious McCarthy.
McCarthy's right leg was severed at the root. Despite emergency hemostasis, blood continued to seep out from under the gauze and drip onto the ground.
"Warrant Officer? Why are you here?"
"Answer my question first, what happened to McCarthy?" the warrant officer continued.
"Sergeant McCarthy is injured and we plan to take him to a medical station!" a soldier replied.
"How did you get injured?" Looking at the blood on the soldiers' hands, the warrant officer looked stern and asked in a nervous tone.
"I was injured by a mutant... Fortunately, our reinforcements killed that monster, uh, I mean the thing in the sky... Otherwise, I think our entire team would have died here."
"Injured by mutants?" The warrant officer subconsciously took out the pistol loaded with active ammunition.
"Warrant Officer! Wait! Don't shoot!" A medic with a caduceus emblem on his shoulder rushed up and stood in front of McCarthy. "Sergeant McCarthy is not infected. I performed an amputation on him as soon as he was injured!"
"Where is the injury?" the warrant officer asked coldly.
"It was the ankle. The mutant's tentacles had barbs on them, which hooked Sergeant McCarthy's ankle and dragged him to the ground. Just when we thought Sergeant McCarthy was going to be killed, the mutant's body suddenly broke apart." The medic recounted the situation at the time, but the barbs on the tentacles pierced through the combat boots and pierced into Sergeant McCarthy's flesh. I was worried that the sergeant would get infected, so I amputated his entire leg. "
"The ankle is injured, so we need to amputate the leg immediately. The whole process will only take a few minutes at most. The spread of the invading cells should not be that fast..." The warrant officer thought to himself, "But the one who attacked McCarthy is a mutant. The cells of mutants cannot be treated normally, and there is a high risk of parasitism..."
"Like this." The warrant officer put away his gun and said to the medic, "Don't send him to the medical station, send him to the 'Seed of Corrosion Container Processing Department'. Explain the details to the people there and ask them to give McCarthy a detailed examination. Oh, yes, all of you, anyone who has had direct or indirect contact with McCarthy's body and blood, should also undergo an examination, then report to the isolation area, and undergo another examination after 72 hours. Only if there is no problem will you be allowed to return to the team."
"Seventy-two hours? But, Chief, the battle is not yet..."
"The battle is over." The warrant officer raised his head, glanced at the "Aguna Tor" floating in the air, and repeated, "The battle is over... Even if it is not over yet, it is not something we can intervene in."
"Uh... Warrant Officer, I seem to have heard someone say that our reinforcements... are not regular troops, but relic hunters?" The medic said, lowering his voice slightly.
"This is not something we should be involved in... But no matter if he is a relic hunter or something else, at least he saved us and the entire base." The warrant officer said seriously, "Okay, send McCarthy over quickly. If you delay any longer, he will bleed to death."
"What about you, Warrant Officer?" asked the medic.
"I...I'll go to the first blocking line to take a look." The warrant officer replied.
"There's no one alive there anymore."
"I know."
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On the other side, Maginot and Levi began to organize their subordinates to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded. With the "Aguna Tor" "holding the line" above the base, they did not need to worry about the second wave of attacks from the heretics. They did not even have to rush to seal the collapsed wall as soon as possible.
Of course, the huge pit was still a restricted area, and all soldiers were ordered not to approach it - but there was one exception: the Molten Mine Reconnaissance Team that had just come out of "Aguna Tor".
Everyone in the reconnaissance team, except Ke Lan, had landed on the ground at this time - they didn't even need to go through the long tunnel. Ke Lan directly opened a portal for them in the power room and sent them to the outside of the battleship, and then used a transport tool similar to an "anti-gravity elevator" to let them land safely on the ground.
"It's much easier to get out than to get in." The Hound said with a smile, "Teleportation is really convenient. It would be great if those guys at the research institute could imitate it."
"Even if we can build it, we can't afford to use it." Ke Lan's voice sounded in the team channel, "The energy consumption of this device is so great that you can't even imagine... You know, this battleship has been absorbing geothermal energy at the bottom of the magma pool for 10,000 years, and this distance of transmission can only be used about 2,000 times."
"That means you can use it to teleport once after soaking in a magma bath for five years, right?" Layton thought. "But teleporting from the power room to the outside of the battleship is more than ten kilometers, so the consumption is not exaggerated."
"Can you teleport me further?" The Hound asked again, "For example, can you teleport me directly back to the Ark?"
"No." Ke Lan replied, "The teleportation function can only be used inside the battleship or within a range of less than one kilometer from the battleship... Beyond this range, the battleship's own protection device will not be able to take effect on the teleported object."
"Protective device? What will happen if we don't use this protective device?" The hound was a little curious.
"It's like being sucked into a black hole wearing only a pair of shorts." Layton answered for Ke Lan.
"Will I travel through time?" The Hound scratched his head. "I read some online novels out of boredom before. In those novels, the protagonists were sucked into black holes and traveled to parallel worlds, didn't they? There is a parallel world there are only women in the world, and the protagonist is the only man. Hehe, it would be great if I could travel to such a world."
"You can't travel through time... Remember how many people died when the Ark went through the wormhole? When your physical body enters a black hole, your body will be broken down into tiny particles that are invisible to the naked eye before you even get close to the edge of the black hole..." Having finally caught an opportunity, Layton naturally would not let it go and severely complained about the hound.
"Moreover, even if such a parallel world really exists, you will only be captured by those women and used as a research subject... just like a little white mouse locked in a glass bottle." Ivan also added.
"Hey, I was just joking. I finally escaped death, and you guys took my jokes seriously." The hound said with a smile, picking out a large piece of booger from his nostrils, and while Layton wasn't paying attention, he smeared it on his butt.
"Although long-distance transmission is not possible, I just checked and it seems that this battleship is equipped with a jump device." Ke Lan said, "It's just that the energy consumption is too high. If you want to launch a jump, you have to soak in the magma pool for at least tens of thousands of years."
"A jump device? Something that can accelerate objects to speeds above the speed of light and can jump even without a natural wormhole?" Layton was stunned. "I heard that a group of people in the research institute have been tinkering with this thing. It seems that they use some kind of 'curvature drive' to break the limit of the speed of light. But the curvature drive must first have the ability to fold space... and it will have a permanent impact on the track..."
The principle of the curvature-driven engine is to expand the "curvature" of the universe itself, thereby accelerating objects - just like the maximum speed of a car on a flat surface is 100 kilometers per hour, but if the road is changed to a downward slope or simply vertical, then on this special road, the car can easily exceed the original maximum speed.
