Chapter 48 Industrial Intelligence

There can be no delay. The mimicry insects move extremely fast, so the second can probably won't need as much explosive.

It's unclear whether any engineer managed to completely seal the opening before sacrificing their life, otherwise the Fallen Insects could have easily opened the oil tank and thrown in an incendiary bomb.

That's even faster!

This also means that there are no sharp-edged insects here with tentacles capable of destroying gold and jade, which is a good thing!

When Yang Yuning reached the bottom of the jar, Qi An got off his back.

Qi An rushed up the fire ladder, while Yang Yuning climbed directly up the scaffolding.

The scorching sun's rays were so intense they seemed to melt human skin; the heat seemed poised to ignite a raging fire on the earth before it even exploded.

Sweat streamed into Qi An's eyes. She closed them tightly for a moment, but the instant darkness allowed her to sense the location of the mimicry insect.

She fired a shot!

A sharp, piercing scream rang out briefly and then vanished immediately.

Qi An, however, caught it!

But the round jar was smooth, and in the gap between her lunge and grabbing the support to steady herself, the insect escaped!

The yellow-robed priest in the distance had already spotted the enemy attack; his tentacles bloomed like flowers, and even two layers of them!

The next layer detached from the body like a flower falling, and the upper body headed towards Chen Yuezhou!

Its lower body was wrapped with a detonator, and with a flick of its tentacles, it was about to press it down!

Yu Shuang, however, was swept to the roof of a nearby factory building and shot through the tentacle.

Three shots were fired in quick succession, each hitting one of the tentacles and knocking the detonator to the ground!

A figure rushed forward even faster; it was Zhou Yanhui, whose speed was enhanced to the superpower level. He easily snatched the detonator into his hand!

I'm afraid it will explode upon landing, and if it explodes, everything will be ruined!

Zhou Yanhui fired two shots with a backhand motion, shooting them into the heart of the flower, which was even more heretical than ordinary fallen insects, and whose petals could wriggle.

The flower, like a mimosa plant that has been touched, suddenly contracts and closes its petals, then quickly flees!

It was no match for Zhou Yanhui. After throwing the detonator to the deputy captain, Zhou Yanhui turned and pounced on the flower.

The flower was still too close to the oil tank. In those few seconds, it had rushed to the tank wall, like a tentacle of a sea anemone petal. Suddenly, a thinner and longer tentacle shot out from its tip, and a cluster of flames spewed from the tip of the tentacle...

A spray gun!

The flame from the spray gun, with its deep blue core and a 50-centimeter-long jet of flame, struck the wall of the oil tank, melting the reflective white paint on the bottom!

The tip of the flame struck the bottommost pile of explosives, igniting the exposed fuse!

Zhou Yanhui was horrified! He cursed "Holy crap!" and pounced on them!

The flower-like insect didn't stop; its tentacles stretched upwards a bit more, and the flame pillar tilted slightly as it licked the second fuse!

It needs to be lit a third time.

The lead wire is extremely short!

Zhou Yanhui wanted to back away for a moment, fearing that something was about to explode. He hadn't even said goodbye to his sister yet!

But a sharp, palm-sized pebble, with immense force, came from the side like a whirlwind, striking the flower and sending its entire body flying!

The pillar of flame veered off course, soaring into the air, causing the surrounding air to rise as if it were being scorched.

But the third fuse failed to ignite!

Before Zhou Yanhui could finish thinking that "his sister should be prepared to receive a notice of his sacrifice at any time," his body was faster than his mind. He lunged forward and used his sweaty hands to extinguish the second fuse!

Just as the flower-shaped half-insect below managed to steady itself, Yang Suning pounced on it, using the gun barrel as a baton and swinging it hard!

The insect was swatted away again.

It flipped over and stood up, tentacles shooting out from the tips of each petal, and the spray gun was aimed at Yang Suning!

Zhou Yanhui hooked his leg onto the support frame, his waist half-suspended, and fired a barrage of gunfire at the insect.

Yang Suning dodged the pillar of flame but couldn't dodge the tentacles, but he kept firing.

The two of them pounded a sea anemone flower until it was like a sieve! They turned it into a lump of mud on the ground that couldn't be picked up for a while!

On the other side, Qi An also caught the mimicry insect!

This insect was a size larger than a regular rabbit. A small explosive device encased in its body was partially exposed as it fled, and Qi An, with quick reflexes, fired a shot into the "void" next to that corner.

A drop of green blood spilled out, and Qi An felt an intense sensation!

Even luckier, the insect reached the top of the jar, where the complex pipe system provided Qi An with countless places to grab onto and catch up. She sprang upwards and hooked onto the mimic insect!

Of course, not with hands, but with tentacles!

The mimicry insect was a sticky, snowball-shaped thing, with no discernible facial features, yet it still managed to evoke a sense of surprise in Qi An.

Whether it was surprised or curious, it didn't have much fighting power and was easily pulled in front of Qi Na.

With his other hand, Qi An adjusted the barrel of the gun, pressed it against its body, and pulled the trigger!

Like a rotten tomato exploding in his arms, Qi An was splattered with bits of flesh and green blood all over his face.

But at the same time, or a second before she fired, the mimic insect's ellipsoidal body suddenly elongated, and then bent in the air into an inverted U-shape!

The bullet shattered half of its body, but the other half snapped off with a crack!

The milky white mixed with emerald green blood and flesh tore apart, a thin spine snapped in the middle, and half of it darted behind the main pipe!

Qi An was taken aback. Could it be that all these insects had the ability to create clones?

Do they all have two brains? Have they undergone genetic hybridization with salamanders?

But that's not the point. The point is that the clone was carrying explosives! After the clone rushed to the main pipe with the explosives, it pulled the fuse of the explosives out of its arms.

It was extremely short and thin, and the tips of its two forearm-like tentacles were also covered with bone spikes, which pressed the fuse against the iron pipe beneath it!

The iron pipes were extremely hot from the scorching sun; the reflective paint hadn't been finished yet, but the rust on the surface had already been cleaned.

Its fingertips swiftly traced the iron pipe, accompanied by a harsh, scraping sound like metal being scraped...

It will be the spark that ignites the fuse!

Its body was even smaller, like a mouse, huddled behind the explosive charge to protect itself from Qi An's shooting.

It was still on the edge of the slope. If Qi'an attacked, it might slide down, creating more friction and igniting the fuse faster!

If it's thrown again, the high explosives can blast through the tank wall!

The spark ignited, and a wisp of smoke rose from the fuse.

Yang Yuning removed two pieces of explosives that were stuck to the ground very firmly on the other side. He did not see what was happening here, nor could he save the people here. The rest of the people were even further away!

A bizarre creature with only half a body and no facial features, seemingly laughing, proud and smug!

Even the wind is helping it!

It is not afraid of being blown into pieces or melted by flames, so is this human also not afraid?

The strange human, Qi An, did not panic and jump to the other side. She did not shoot or launch any tentacles.

She lunged forward, landing on the capped section of the main pipe. Her mutated hands grabbed the cap, twisted it hard, and then lifted it up!

A sharper shriek, many times more piercing than the friction between bone spurs and iron pipe, suddenly emanated from the side of the short tube, directly towards the mimicry insect's mouth.

High-pressure nitrogen!

Zhao Bowen had guarded the insect oil refinery during the disaster at the old base, and Zhao Bohan had told the team members about it:

The oil tank is not completely filled with insect oil; there is a high-pressure air chamber to prevent the insect oil from evaporating and also to prevent explosion.

The valve opened, and high-pressure inert gas was sprayed out, blowing away the tiny, mouse-like mimicry insect and its explosive charge! It was blown dozens of meters away!

The cigarette, which hadn't even been lit yet, was blown out completely, as if it couldn't be extinguished any further!

This is the wind!

This insect is quite clever, but that's the result of human industrial ingenuity!

The mimic insect was killed in mid-air and fell downwards.