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The alpha primitive seemed to have reached the limit of its design lifespan, and its appearance showed obvious signs of aging.

Even so, the artificial creature was still strong.As a labor caste that has broken away from the command of the community, it is quite strange to cooperate with an Inhuman race. It is certain that the Alpha Primitives are absolutely unable to remember the characteristics of any core customer, so that No Nose will always occupy the business dominance.But no one there is willing to explore how the cooperation between the alpha primitive and the Inhumans works.

In the eyes of the Alpha Primitive with a name instead of a number, Gronov Lutov was indeed the only guest, and the shadows pouring into the pipeline behind Gronov Lutov were nothing——Alpha Primitive One cannot comprehend that sort of thing, nor is one curious about the identity of Gronov Lutov.Being tall and wearing power armor isn't that special in Attilan, especially for that stupid big guy with a wrong nose, it's something waiting for someone, they haven't seen anything normal before—— No nose is wrong because I was a little surprised that my usual keen sense of smell didn’t work, but that’s all. Even if its amblyopic eyes hadn’t been gouged out, it still couldn’t see the scene where the Ruming pipeline was full of five giants .

Nose firmly grasped the duct grille, and with the help of the hinges, resealed the duct with a bang.Except for Gronov Lutov's deliberate footsteps, the other genetically modified fighters all silently stepped over the rusted iron walls of pipes and dirty stagnant water, without making any sound, listening to the footsteps without noses The sound gradually faded away and gradually let go of my heart.After the team left the external monitor to observe the east, the noseless who closed the pipe wiped the rust on his pants, and then resumed the idle and idle state again, moving a large pile of cocoa and construction waste Block the exit with discarded furniture and leave an observation hole.

Gronov Rutov figured he needed to push the alpha guide to step up, lest the low-intelligence idiot draw attention to the dirt on the road again, but the alpha was very professional.Not only did it not inquire about the origin of Gronov Lutov (cocoa's intelligence level does not allow it), it did not look back, and it was not attracted by anything, it just kept moving forward, skillfully Moving forward in an intricate pipeline, executing single-threaded commands just as it was originally designed.

"It's exploding." The alpha primitive finally said a word.It took out a dirty helmet from the sundries piled up in the pipeline, "The gap is too big, you can't breathe." After saying that, it put the helmet on by itself, as if the reminder just now was to watch the oxygen gradually Thin business, forced routine, as if it were some kind of competitive advantage in the service industry.

In the short-distance communication channel, other team members also had the same imagination. The bright blood-red shirt of the Guards would definitely look ugly if it was stained, and the embossing and gemstones on the golden power armor would not be as glamorous——Forbidden The Guards led the mission, on behalf of the Emperor, he decided that the mission was too difficult, and the scouting team needed enough help, enough firepower, and enough bombs—Gronov Rutov's magnetic belt There are three heat-melt grenades, which can be used as engineering explosives. Other powerful weapons such as plasma weapons are also carried by other soldiers, which is enough to deal with a battle that can make mortals desperate.Gronov Lutov could not imagine how much help a Janissary could possibly do unless that Janissary brought an entire ammunition depot, or brought a main battle tank.

Gronov Lutov didn't like that creature, because the alpha primitives were the creations of Attilan aliens playing with human genes. The best way for those alpha primitives is to become the first generation of alpha primitives after the war Man, give everything to transform Attilan.If it is worse, it will have to go to Mars or an asteroid mine to mine industrial raw materials, and if it is even more unlucky, it may very well become the raw material of robotic biomass.

Whether the war is won or not, that disgusting creature will never appear again in the future.

That's not impossible, no nose is definitely not the only smuggler in the commoner clan who can smuggle into the territory of other clans.The normal business of No Nose was taken away by those related mutants. Even those snakeheads who made money responded to the call of the royal family and went to the refuge. There were low-level people like No Nose who continued their original work because they could not leave. Work.That mutant knew very well that after the crisis, his business would be very difficult to continue eastward, and he had to gain an advantage over other low-level smugglers who were also unable to leave, and seize the opportunity that would never appear again to make a fortune.

The boring journey lasted more than an hour, long enough that the genetically modified fighters' sense of smell began to be numb to the lingering stench from the pipes of the row house.Through the Skyhawk mark left outside the pipeline, Gronov Rutov was sure that the alpha primitives had gone the wrong way, but he couldn't imagine a man who was taller than a genetically modified warrior and dressed in a stellar golden The scene of the armored guards shuttling through the sewage pipes.

Therefore, the reminder of the Alpha Primitive is likely to be the original one who has undergone strict training.

Gronov Lutov, who left the pipeline, doesn't have that sense of humor.After leaving the pipeline, he immediately led the team to jump on a steel beam in the air.The noseless smuggling service came to an end. After throwing the bag of narcotic powder to the alpha primitive, the genetically modified soldier left without looking back, and the simple-minded slave didn't worry too much about not seeing the customer. That matter, I took the reward and left silently.Compared with the bottom of the civilian clan, the environment of the Kimilian clan is obviously much better, but as a settlement for slaves, it is not much better. Gronov Lutov led the team across the garbage dump in the sky, Drill into another pipe marked with a golden aquila.

After leaving that pipeline, even the genetically modified fighters noticed something abnormal.Something unseen behemoth tumbled through the air in the living quarters, then burrowed eastward out of the shadow of the pipe and stretched out its tentacles.The Powered Armor seemed unable to resist the scrutiny of that invisible thing. It was an indescribable feeling, as if the memory in everyone's brain had been dug out, crushed, kneaded, and special emotions were forcibly mobilized.Some unknown horror was going on there, and Gronov Rutulf's team felt very familiar with it, because their first mission was to fight against that irresistible thing.

"Witchcraft is everywhere in the air." The adjutant lightly opened the nearby shed made of metal and plastic, and the stench of death poured out from the open door.Gronov Lutov saw a group of people in civilian clothes lying on the ground. Judging from the size and number of people, it should be a family.There is no obvious variation but wearing the costumes of the Kimilian clan, which shows that the family is a clan slave, and it is an exception and unspoken rule of the so-called equality declaration of the Attilangian royal family. "There was no obvious trauma, and the cause of death was brain damage. Their external organs were taken away." The adjutant took the rapid diagnostic instrument from the leg of a team member, which was originally used for the wounded of genetically modified soldiers, for the purpose of carrying out Fast medical.The adjutant raised his head and looked into the distance, from the east of their feet to the alley flooded by the old buildings in the distance, the dead air was the only ruler there, "If they open every door there, it is very likely that they will see to the same scene. Why did the mutants ask to do that?"

"Don't think about the logic of witchcraft, lieutenant. Superstition is irrational," said Gronov Rutov. "Go, he's beginning to believe that a Praetorian is really needed there."