"A1 module is normal."

"D3 module is normal."

"Engine..."

The whole plane shook violently.

"Engine fault!"

"Start emergency landing procedure!"

"Captain, emergency procedure failed to start!"

"Switch to start mode!"

The whole plane was shaking wildly, and the engine roared intermittently.

Hubbard held the seat arm tightly and checked that the seat belt was fastened.

"Fault?" Lu Xun asked, "Didn't it have an inspection before takeoff?"

Hubbard beside him frowned slightly, "Was it attacked by flying aliens during the flight?"

Another officer said, "No, we were safe the whole time."

Hubbard narrowed his eyes, "Come to think of it, one of our wingmen also crashed an hour ago."

The cabin was shaking constantly, the plane went up and down, and finally maintained stability and glided down.

The door of the cockpit was pushed open, the co-pilot and navigator turned pale, and the navigator knelt down and vomited next to the trash can.

"Oh my god..." the co-pilot said, "We're almost done. There must be something wrong with the engine. We've never seen such a malfunction. This plane can't be used anymore. It must be overhauled."

However, although they were almost done, they still landed safely.

The moment they got off the plane, Lu Xun looked up at the city in the morning light. In the outer city area, a group of bees flapped their wings and flew up, disappearing into the sky.

"Bees?" Hubbard said.

But they had no time to continue discussing.

A row of officers from the United Front Center stood neatly at the bottom of the landing ladder.

"Welcome back." The leader saluted them and said with a serious expression: "On behalf of Ki-moon, I congratulate you."

Hubbard had no military rank and did not need to go through the Italian military's red tape. He spoke directly: "What happened to Ki-moon?"

The officer tightened his lips and said: "An indescribable disaster."

Then he turned to Lu Xun: "Colonel Lu Xun, please come with us."

Lu Xun looked around, said nothing, and got into the car with them.

Hubbard looked at the direction they were leaving with a serious look in his eyes. Next to him was a senior officer from the General Staff. At this time, the officer said, "The relationship between the United Front Center and Colonel Lu is not very good."

"I heard that he killed a lieutenant general from the United Front Center on his first day as a judge." Hubbard said with his arms folded.

The officer did not say anything, and in this case, keeping silent was equivalent to tacit consent.

United Front Center.

"That's probably what happened." The admiral at the end of the long table said.

The military hierarchy in Kiev is strict, but the court is an exception. It was originally a joint organization of the Lighthouse and the military, with scientific researchers as its staff, and a pre-set title that was too high. Later, the Tribunal was almost entirely stationed in the outer city, where the ranks were even more limited. The directors of the City Defense Office and the City Affairs Office were all colonels, and therefore, for many years, no one suggested that the judge be promoted.

But everyone knows that the judge has the power to judge, mobilize, and issue orders beyond all ranks, and his actual authority far exceeds that of a colonel. Because of this, the existence of this position seems to be even more vigilant and fearful, but it is basically impossible to give it up.

Lu Xun's voice was very soft, and one could not tell the ups and downs of his emotions. He asked, "How many people are there in Ji?"

"Preliminary statistics show that there are 8,000 survivors."

"At present, the United Front Center has sent a flight formation to track the swarm." The admiral said: "Colonel Lu, I must declare that the two direct suspects of this disaster are both related to you."

"I'm sorry." Lu Xun said: "But you are absolutely loyal to the Kiev."

"The Kiev believes in you." The admiral said: "You know what you should do."

"Yes." Lu Xun said in a faint voice: "The pl1109 formation has an unknown fault and cannot perform the flight mission. Apply for a change."

"Change is allowed."

*

At night, dusk fell. An Zhe didn't know where his black bee was going to fly, but he was almost dried by the wind. So when the black bee landed for a short rest, he turned into mycelium again and covered its entire head.

The black bee fell asleep as expected.

This place was very dry, a flat desert, not suitable for mushrooms to survive. An Zhe took out human clothes from his backpack and put them on, ate some compressed biscuits, and drank water. Using the black bee's body to block the wind, he planned to sleep for a night.

There was a roar of an airplane in the sky, and An Zhe looked up and saw it flying to the south. Today, there were more than ten planes flying to the south. An Zhe thought for a long time on the back of the black bee, and finally had a guess.

The black bees also flew south. This group of bees must have a purpose, flying to a place suitable for bees to survive, and those human planes were chasing the bees. Their purpose was to kill those bees because they were bees that had acquired human genes. Arthropods are a very weak group among monsters in the wild. If they are not completely eliminated, human genes will spread throughout the wild along the food chain. If those monsters unite to attack the genes, it will be very dangerous. As for

why humans can track those bees, he doesn't know. At present, it seems that his black bees are not within the range of pursuit.

He looked at the plane, which was small and seemed to be some kind of attack plane. It flew very unsteadily and trembled in the air. An Zhe frowned and watched quietly. After a violent tremor, the plane exploded into a ball of fire in the distant sky, and then fell down quickly.

He saw the same scene twice during the day. Human aircraft frequently had accidents. I don't know why.

An Zhe wrapped his clothes tightly and closed his eyes. There were constant bombings in the sky, but he hid under the black bee. It was night, and humans should not be able to see him.

When he was about to wake up, a loud noise made him startle and open his eyes.

The wind was strong, and the boom was loud, so loud that it was unusual. An Zhe tried to open his eyes and look at the source. A hundred meters away, a small human attack plane suddenly shook in the air, tilted its head downward, and then - it crashed into him, breaking one wing and flipping the whole plane sideways.

The face was shaking, and thick smoke rose from the plane.

An Zhe frowned even more tightly, and he stood up and walked over there. Sometimes he found it difficult to explain the motives of his actions, just like the day he dragged the seriously injured and dying An Ze back to his cave.

The cabin door was deformed, twisted and cracked. When An Zhe used all his strength to push the broken cabin door open, a body rolled out. He was wearing a dark blue uniform of a military pilot, covered in blood, and his eyes were tightly closed. An Zhe leaned over and carefully felt his breath.

——He was dead.

He climbed into the cockpit. There was also a dead person in another seat in the cockpit. An Zhe went in. At the back were the manned cabin and the weapons cabin. He thought that the two people in front were no longer breathing and there was no way to save them, but maybe he could find some supplies here.

So he walked into the cabin at the back.

The next moment, he was completely stunned.

In front of him, there was a man - he was motionless, with his head resting on the back of the seat in front of him.

An Zhe's breathing almost stopped. He walked quickly to the front of him, lifted up the man's upper body and saw his face.

This was Lu Xun.

Lu Xun was also dead.

An Zhe was completely unable to describe his mood at this moment. Lu Xun... was dead?

He had no time to think about why Lu Xun appeared here. He could only tremble and test his breathing.

The next moment his mood fluctuated greatly - he was still breathing. The cabin was intact, the seat belt was fastened tightly, and Lu Xun was not hit by anything. It must be that the impact of the crash was too great and he fainted.

The narrow space was filled with the smell of burning, and a wisp of smoke drifted from the cockpit.

He knew he couldn't stay here any longer.

Lu Xun's gun was at his waist, so he took it, then pulled Lu Xun up, used his shoulder to prop up his arm, and tried to move him out of here.