Chapter 81 Don't Make the Same Stupid Mistake Twice

"It seems there's more than one Ash Priest!"

The commander-in-chief's silence was not only due to the audacious roar of the cybersecurity chief.

Before he could even call the cybersecurity supervisor, he received a report of an enemy attack on Satellite Base 3.

The enemy came from within and was first discovered by the guards who were training the outer patrols for nighttime surveillance.

The night was breezy and the stars were few. Inside the incubation chamber, the rooms that should be lit were lit, and the rooms that should be dark were dark. Everything was normal.

But some guards vaguely heard a few short gasps and struggles.

The shouts were carried away by the wind and were not very loud, and the safety inside the cabin was not the responsibility of the guards outside.

The patrol captain hesitated slightly.

His hesitation lasted only two minutes, because two minutes later, the stench began to waft out from the doors and windows.

The stench was unbearable! The quiet incubation chamber, like a jar filled with rotten eggs, had suddenly overturned!

It was 8:10 a.m., just as Qi An was struggling to emerge from the fire, and various abnormal traffic alerts were popping up like crazy.

Just like the main base, Guard 3 also exploded.

The patrol guards tried to contact the guards inside the cabin, but to no avail. They then sounded the alarm and notified the garrison.

But before the garrison could rush in, the incubation chamber was like a reservoir that had been filled with floodwater. As soon as the gate was opened, a large number of fallen insects surged out!

There were also fallen insects outside the breeding chamber.

The worm that was swimming against the current was clearly a mutated worm, whose body could change size at will, and it could blend perfectly into any environment it was in.

It was practically invisible, but the massive hard drive array on its back was quite conspicuous in the night light.

However, no one could stop it, because the flood of fallen insects had already overwhelmed the guards!

The guards were terrified!

There was a clone named "Chen Nan" who seemed to have anticipated this. Before the transformation, he was just somewhat bewildered.

The hard drive assembly was moved into the computer room of the incubation chamber.

Qiu Yunmeng went to the military camp of Wei3 Base, slaughtered a group of high-ranking officers, and just returned.

She sat in front of the supervisor's computer, typing commands with lightning speed alongside Huang Yajun.

The pollution data then surged like a torrent, rushing into the main base's wide-open internal network.

The official report from Satellite 3 was cut off amidst the chaos before it could finish.

A few minutes later, they reconnected, and there was only one regimental commander left on the other side.

"Command authority is in effect, I'm deploying troops! But what's coming out of the breeding pods are half infant worms!"

The regimental commander, remembering what the infant worm had been before, grabbed the blood-stained collar of his shirt.

He felt a tightness in his chest, and his expression drifted away for a moment.

He has always felt that clones cannot be considered real people.

His team has a clone squad leader, and also a squad that is entirely composed of clones.

He never deliberately made things difficult for or penalized these teams, but his mindset was different when assigning tasks and approving military merits.

We can give them less military merit, after all, what future do clones have?

Dangerous tasks should be assigned to them; they are strong, and even if they are lost, there will be replacements.

Clones cannot be considered real people.

However, if clones are corrupted, they can also mutate into ferocious, monstrous worms that slaughter his soldiers.

Infant worms are more difficult to deal with than ordinary fallen worms. Before their mutation... weren't they even considered real human infants?

How could one imagine that a white, tender, bubbly candy cake could turn into a centipede covered in pus with its mouthparts blooming, and feel like it can't breathe?

The commander did indeed have a chest wound, and the intense pain brought him back to reality. He shouted:

There must be a traitor inside the cultivation chamber...

No, that's not the point right now... The point is that the Ash Priest has also returned to the incubation chamber, and it has 6 wings!

The laser cannon is already charging; requesting activation of "Vega"! Without "Vega," the entire Satellite 3 is doomed!

The commander-in-chief of the main base looked at the four-winged priest on his command screen and was unable to respond to the request from the 3rd Regiment Commander.

A moment of silence fell over the bunker's command center. Someone murmured, "What do we do...?"

"What do we do?! Of course we have to fight back! Do you think we can run away?" The commander-in-chief's furious shout suddenly rang out from the bunker!

Everyone shuddered, and the young staff officer who had spoken was deathly pale.

But the Commander-in-Chief immediately regained his composure, becoming calm and coldly shouting:

"Send out the 4th and 6th guards surrounding number 3 to block the path of the 3rd guard!"

Check the military communications at the main base! See if we can still contact those long-range patrol teams on the perimeter. If we can, compile their reconnaissance intelligence!

There must be a huge army amassed outside; let them find us!

The close-quarters defense forces are preparing for war, with all those outside the wall retreating to within a 5-kilometer defensive line, and those inside the wall returning to their positions!

For each tower, immediately identify which ground firepower can bypass the intelligent control and be switched to manual control. Switch those that can be switched immediately!

Call out all the elite special forces and purifiers to clean up the fallen insects in the base, or have them stand by!

"Stand by orders! That means if there's no attack command, you fucking hide!"

The commander-in-chief uttered those last words with gritted teeth.

You can't make the same stupid mistake twice.

The commander-in-chief ordered the communications officer to switch the communication channel with the North 1 Base, and at the same time ordered the ground troops to move closer to Qi'an.

Qi An was standing on the road leading to the Third Military Medical Hospital of Dongying.

Her two tentacles hovered in the air, their blades pointing at the two doctors, seemingly imperceptibly.

Those two doctors, along with most of the top medical team, had to leave Li Heng to treat Sun Yiran and Qin Tianshuo.

Qin Tianshuo, who had already fainted, woke up again after being stimulated by a whole dose of adrenaline.

He saw Qi An at first glance, and remained stunned for a moment before a stream of tears flowed from his bloodshot eyes.

"You saved us...Are you really Sister Qi? I...I...before, I freaking..."

Qin Tianshuo was still somewhat conscious when he was being hoisted up by the tentacles.

He never imagined in his life that he would be saved by a fallen insect.

Despite the excruciating physical pain and mental confusion, he managed to hear and understand bits and pieces of Tan Fu's rant.

What happened to Qi An that night? Why was Qi An stranded in the dangerous military camp?

Qin Tianshuo felt as if he had been possessed by Zhuang Xiao, or perhaps it was due to the pain he was in. He felt a tightness in his chest, and tears and blood gushed out together, which frightened the doctor so much that he quickly tried to stop the bleeding and gave Qin Tianshuo a blood transfusion.

Lin Jiaran cried so much that her eyes swelled up like rotten peaches.

She was born on an assembly line; there were plenty of girls who could replace her.

But someone rallied her friends, orchestrated a dangerous escape for her, and even fought against a great demon she dared not utter her name!

It's all for her! It's all for her!

Lin Jiaran suddenly lunged at Qi An, hugged her who had already transformed into an alien, and even stroked her wings!

She cried out, "I...I'll always be on your side! If you're going to become a worm, we'll go together, I'll do it with you!"

A timid wind blew behind me.

He was a boy holding a short knife who had stabbed his own hand.

Qi An turned around and saw him with his head down, not saying a word, the blood on his hands pooling more and more, flowing into a small river.

Qi An looked at him and extended his hand to him.

The hand was still in the shape of a human hand, only the skin was so white it was almost translucent.

Chen Xi was stunned, not by the way his hand looked.

He looked up and met Qi An's gaze.

The young man carefully examined Qi An's current appearance.

He stretched out his clean hand, gently lifted Qi Anying's white hand, and placed it on his forehead.

A blue light flashed, and a plump blue "star" danced around Qi An, but the voice came from a doctor's pocket:

"They're coming to beg you, An'an."

Want to fight?

Qi An glanced at a distance and saw several clones gathered there for some unknown reason.

Chen Ji was in the lead, looking at her with a gaze that could perhaps be described as pious.

Then came the officers, who approached with obvious fear, being very cautious yet also very eager.

Before the officer could get close, Qi An said calmly:

"Use the best medical resources to treat my friend; kill Li Heng."

If they recognize me as their benefactor, I can freely enter and leave the freshman base as long as I give them a heads-up.

Stop reproductive experiments forever; perform bomb removal surgery on all clones.

Whether my friends stay at the freshman orientation center or not is their own business.

There seemed to be some commotion among the clones a little further away, and they were getting closer and closer.

There was only a second of silence on the tablet before the Commander-in-Chief's voice rang out: "All agreed!"

Qi An flapped both of his large wings at the same time, and the swarm of drones in the air instantly unfolded!

A long cartilage grew from Qi An's palm, with hard thorns on it and a slender blade at the end.

She met the raised eyebrows of the four-winged priest, carrying with her countless complex gazes—gazes filled with expectation, lingering doubt, or even divine worship—and stepped forward:

Let's go.