The blue mucus seeping from the cracks in the laboratory wall suddenly made a bursting sound. Before the sparks from the tip of Chen Yao's dagger died out, Mou Xuan had already pulled over the drawing that Yin Gong had drawn with red circles.
The gas mask left deep marks on his face, and the icy cracks behind his ears glowed an eerie blue under the emergency light.
"The phase transition point of non-Newtonian fluids requires reverse pressure." Mou Xuan's fingertips, stained with crystals, slid across a parameter on the blueprint. The tungsten steel watchband rubbed against the back of Yin Gong's frostbitten hand. "There are seventeen seconds left for the support frame of the No. 3 ventilation shaft to -"
"Use liquid nitrogen to create a temperature gradient!" Engineer Yin's mechanical prosthesis suddenly spurted out compressed gas, nailing the drawing to the leaking wall.
His bloodshot right eye stared at the gradually fading ice cracks behind Mou Xuan's ear, and his damaged vocal cords laughed like sandpaper rubbing against each other: "How much life did the commander secretly advance?"
Chen Yao's dagger suddenly stood between the two of them, and the back of the knife reflected the cigarette butt that should have been extinguished on the operating table.
When the seventh cluster of sparks splashed from her blade, Duan Gong finally broke open the explosion-proof door while holding the liquid nitrogen tube. The old engineer's mechanical eyes just caught the moment when the gears of Mou Xuan's watch got stuck.
Three hours later.
When Mou Xuan kicked a dent in the iron door of the Resource Dispatch Office, allocation officer Shao was shaking wolfberries into a thermos cup.
The material distribution map on the wall suddenly rustled, and Chen Yao's dagger came flying through the air with the allocation list nailed to it, and the handle was still stained with blue slime from the laboratory.
"Twenty tons of tungsten steel powder?
Do you think this is the hardware market before the end of the world? "Dispenser Shao adjusted his reading glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose, and suddenly dropped the thermos cup when he saw the ice-cracked signature at the end of the dispensing form.
The boiling red date tea meandered into strange symbols on the metal floor, which looked very much like the blue crystal veins growing in the ventilation duct.
Chen Yao's combat boots rolled over the steaming tea stains, and the dagger rubbed against the earlobe of Shao the distribution officer and was nailed to the safe password disk. "The spare supplies on the third floor of Warehouse No. 7," she said in a muffled sweet voice under her gas mask. "Do you need me to help you recall the batch of diesel that went missing last winter?"
Mou Xuan's watch suddenly made a sound of gears resetting.
As dispatcher Shao pressed his fingerprint with trembling hands, on the surveillance screen behind them, transport team leader Luan was placing a military tablet under a beer bottle. The transport route map clearly showed the coordinates of the route leading to the abandoned port.
As five heavy transport trucks rolled over the icy road, Captain Luan hummed an off-tune military song and put a cigarette into the walkie-talkie.
After the young dispatcher on the co-pilot seat checked the GPS position for the third time without success, he finally discovered beer stains on the edge of the tablet computer - those were the positioning offset parameters left behind by the tablet computer that was used as a coaster at the celebration party last night.
"Boss, is this route..." Before the dispatcher finished speaking, the lead car in the rearview mirror suddenly drew a strange S shape on the ice.
The national curses that erupted from the intercom stopped abruptly, and on the vehicle's radar display, six scarlet spots of light suddenly lit up in the ruins of the cross-sea bridge that should have been empty.
Mou Xuan in the laboratory suddenly pressed his temple, and the gears of his watch made a crisp sound like a bullet shell falling to the ground.
Just as Chen Yao stuffed the requisition form into her tactical belt, she saw the commander pulling off his gas mask, and the ice cracks behind his ears were spreading toward his carotid artery at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Luan Dazhuang's transport team deviated from the planned route by 17 kilometers." On the holographic map popped up by Yin Gong's robotic arm, six flashing red marks were gnawing at the electronic signals. "The growth rate of these crystals... is four hours and thirty-seven minutes faster than we estimated."
Mou Xuan's knuckles tapped on the crack made by Shen Yao's dagger, which was the resonance node that had been carved into the concrete wall three days ago.
When gear-like patterns began to appear in his pupils, the cigarette butt that should have burned out on the operating table suddenly lit up again.
The ice cracks behind Mou Xuan's ears made a slight buzzing sound, and the gears of the watch suddenly rotated in the opposite direction.
The tip of Chen Yao's dagger drew sparks on the wall. When the third cluster of sparks reached its highest point, the commander had already stepped back three minutes ago, stepping on the solidified maroon tea stains.
"Replace the antifreeze of transport vehicle No. 12 with blue crystal extract!" Mou Xuan's voice seeped out from the beer bottle that Captain Luan was unscrewing.
The six red marks on the holographic map suddenly twisted into crystals, and the snow-melting device on the roof of the transport vehicle made a sharp whistle - that was the death tremor of the blue crystal veins gnawing at the metal.
As Chen Yao's combat boots broke the ice, she saw Mou Xuan's mechanical watch strap entangled with the drive shaft of the fifth transport vehicle.
The crystals suddenly stopped growing in the air at minus 40 degrees Celsius. The ice cracks behind the commander's ears were oozing a pale golden liquid, a sign that the time power was overdrawing vitality.
"Don't use open flames!" Mou Xuan pulled the cigarette from Captain Luan's mouth, and the burning cigarette butt froze into blue amber in his palm.
A sound similar to breaking glass suddenly came from the chassis of the transport vehicle. Three crystal clusters as thick as steel bars pierced the anti-skid chain and froze at a strange right angle three centimeters away from the fuel tank.
It was at this time that weapons expert Xing kicked open the frozen car door, the hem of his military coat still stained with gunpowder from the weapons testing ground. "Use particle resonance to break the crystal core." He threw a precision part onto the frosted operating table, his sneer like a bullet, "It's much more respectable than your commander robbing Peter to pay Paul."
Mou Xuan caught the icicle that fell from the roof with his backhand, and the tip just hit the design drawing that was covered with red crosses by expert Xing.
When the water droplets from the melted ice cone seeped into a certain energy conversion formula, the two men looked at the rearview mirror of the transport vehicle at the same time - in the ruins of the cross-sea bridge reflected in the mirror, half of a military boot was slowly sinking into the blue ice layer.
"Replace the tungsten steel coating of the defense tower with liquid blue crystal." Expert Xing suddenly hit the outer shell of the transport vehicle with a wrench, and the shock wave drew a honeycomb pattern on the surface of the crystal. "The resonant frequency of these ghosts when they gnaw on metal can just activate my particle cutting network."
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