A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

"Got it, open the central control room." Ripley was silent for a while, and replied through the intercom.

The blood-stained Marines walked in and immediately saw Lieutenant Goldman lying on the ground.

"What's going on here?" Hicks, the calmest of the three survivors, asked.

"Burke tried to release the alien embryos in the laboratory to parasitize us... He attacked Goldman while no one was in the control room, and now he is probably going to take over the shuttle. Fortunately, we came out quickly and called you back in time ’” Ripley replied.

Vazquez threw the machine gun on the table and was lowering the air brake to seal the automatic door of the central control room. Hearing this, he sneered: "Shuttle? There are all those 'alien' things outside now. If the shuttle is still on the ground, they will kill it." Dead!"

"What's going on with you?" Ripley nodded and asked Hicks again.

"...We followed the lieutenant's instructions and divided into two teams to search in one direction. But at the same time as we lost the signal from the command center, we also began to reduce our numbers. Sergeant Major Apeng's team lost contact first, and there was no gunfire. Hearing... We were on the phone with the control room as we headed towards the motor room, and Crowe and Drake were suddenly attacked around the corner. Our motion sensors didn't send out an alarm signal, only proof that those bastards were Ambushed under the floor in advance...they are not ordinary beasts, they have battle intelligence!"

Hicks wiped the liquid mixed with sweat and rain on his face, and continued: "When we turned around, the group of guys were too close. Wizbowski used a grenade and blew up a that Kind of a dog, but he himself had blood all over his face and was dragged back with his head gone. When you rang on the radio, it was just me, Vazquez, and Hudson on our team. "

Ripley patted him on the shoulder and asked, "How many aliens have you seen?"

"The black shadows... countless, but not less than fifty. They chased into the rain outside and were temporarily blocked by us from the airlock, but this building is not necessarily safe...the motor room has no Digged and undamaged, who knows how they got in? Could it have gotten in here the same way?" Hicks replied, thumping the table violently.

Ripley in front of her had already warned the company that there were hundreds of alien eggs here...but no one, including these marines, felt that there would be too much danger.She was right when she was on the Sulaco...they didn't understand the instinctive fear until they saw the alien with their own eyes.

"Great." Hudson on the side was a little emotional, "In a team of 12, there are only three people left in two or three minutes. We can only hide in this turtle shell and wait for them to pry it open. It. We are dead, dead!"

"Shut up, you coward." Vazquez couldn't help interrupting him, "Are you still a marine? Is the gun in your hand a poker stick?"

Ripley had to interrupt the two, knocking on the table with her knuckles and saying: "...things have not come to this point, the few of us left must unite to survive. From now on, no matter what you do, don't be scattered , Find a way to contact the shuttle to confirm the situation... Burke may not be able to control the shuttle smoothly."

As soon as her words fell, there was a loud bang outside the window, and the ground trembled.

"Turn off the lights, open the armor of one of the windows, and see what's going on outside..."

Hicks immediately had a bad premonition, and asked Vazquez, who was standing by the door, to turn off the light, lay down in front of the window, and looked out from the gap exposed after the outer armor rose.

The light of the fire shone in through the gap, and silenced all the people in the room.

Hicks shook his head, turned back to signal the bishop to put down the outer armor, and whispered, "The shuttle... crashed."

Chapter 9 Hover

When Burke boarded the shuttle, he must have felt that he had won.

He thought that no matter how smart Ripley was, he would never have imagined that he also understood technology and knew how to fly a spaceship; even if he didn't have a flight license for a large super-light spaceship...but such an advanced ship as the Sulaco has a complete autopilot function Yes, after setting the coordinates and using the autopilot mode to return to low-Earth orbit, you can directly contact the company's rescue team to board the ship.

Although there is no bionic person, there is no way to prevent emergencies during the journey of more than 100 years, but the company's interstellar navigation system has been in operation for so many years. How many times have there been emergencies that require bionics to deal with?Not once!

Even if the Sulaco stays in this galaxy and then sends a report back to the earth and asks the company to send another person to receive it, there is nothing wrong with it. It is nothing more than starting the FTL engine, sending a tachyon signal stream, and waiting for more than a year. .

So, as soon as he got on the boat, he strangled the unsuspecting pilot Filo from behind, and then tried to take off and land the shuttle for a short time-he could drive it, but it hadn't been driven for a long time, and he needed to get used to it.

When the shuttle took off smoothly, he gradually found the touch, and couldn't help but feel ecstatic, thinking that he had made the right bet again... The next step is to leave here, wait for the alien to wipe out the two combat teams, and come back to receive the two people who have been parasitized , and then took off directly to leave LV-426, and transferred the most important cargo to the refrigerated sleep cabin of the Sulaco.

The dream of getting a promotion and salary increase, joining the board of directors and becoming a rentier class is just around the corner, making his heart pounding, and he took several deep breaths to calm down.

But he forgot... not all creatures will be obediently under his control.

Just as he was about to land against the heavy rain, a black shadow quietly appeared behind him, with a gleaming metallic luster and knobby thorn tail moving silently in the air, aiming directly behind the driver's seat.

Alien will not care whether you are a saint who intends to save the world or a mediocre person who only acts for self-interest, whether you are a good person who helps others or a villain who harms others, and does not care whether you are tall, short, fat or thin , blood type, job level, monthly salary.

It is a predator that brings nothing but a fair death.

The thorn tail, as hard as steel, even with a tip harder than steel, pierced through the driver's seat and emerged from Burke's chest.A large amount of blood in the chest not only spewed out from the wound, but also rushed up his throat, making his throat gurgling and unable to speak.

He turned his head reluctantly, and saw the shiny curved headgear protruding from behind the seat, and the mouth dripping with mucus, with gums and sharp teeth exposed, was protruding from under the headgear.

Losing consciousness, he weakly let go of the joystick in his hand, and the shuttle shook a few times in the air before smashing to the ground.

The huge fuselage smashed the concrete ground into a hole, and by the way, it also crushed its own metal structure into a ball. The energy in the engine triggered an explosion of fuel, completely burning Burke and his ambition to ashes. .

In the central control room, Marine Hicks just witnessed this scene.

Hudson was so scared that he was about to vomit, and shouted emotionally, "It's alright...we're going to be trapped here to death, either being rushed in and eaten by those monsters, or being so hungry that we ate ourselves!"

"Shut up, Hudson." Hicks cursed. Fortunately, this scared "Marine" was not the only one in the room, and there were a few people who could keep calm.

As expected, Ripley spoke, swept everything on the projection workbench to the ground, called up the previous base map, and said to the remaining people: "First of all, we need to determine how the aliens appeared in the base. Is it possible to enter here through the same method?"

The bishop of the bionic man retrieved the information of the base, and turned his head to continue her words at this time: "This base was established at the very beginning. Before the establishment of the atmospheric modification facility, the engineers and their families lived here, so it The outer shell of the LV-426 is much stronger and airtight than ordinary earth buildings. It was not until the atmospheric environment on LV-[-] was close to the earth that it was transformed and connected with the outside air."

"The vent, maybe that's where they came in," Vazquez said.

"It's possible...but this place is still far away from the place where we discovered the alien eggs 57 years ago. Although they have strong physical strength and resilience, they probably don't have the habit of digging tunnels. They can only come from the outdoors first." base... but that way it's less likely we won't notice."

As Ripley said, she glanced at the map a few more times, and found a piece sticking out in the southwest direction with sharp eyes, and quickly stretched out her hand to draw it.

In the map of the base, two long parallel lines, like pipes and roads, protrude from the southwest direction, connecting to another building on the mountain.

The coordinates of this building...

Ripley pursed her lips, then turned to ask the bishop: "This is not a mineral colony, is it? The company has long known that there are alien eggs here, so the immigrants are biologists and scientific researchers. There is no heavy machinery for mining, not even mine carts."

"Yes..." the bishop nodded. Now it is not appropriate to treat this information as a company's commercial secrets. First of all, the lives of the people present should be the top priority: "On the mountain over there, there is a strange shape that looks like China. The building of the famous Sanxingdui cultural relic 'Pignosaurus' is where the alien eggs are located. The company sent a search team ten years after the Nostromo incident, discovered it, and decided to send personnel to study it."

"...so when something happened here, the company immediately decided to send the colonial marines here, because they guessed what happened here!"

Hicks said, covering his head with an unbelievable look, but after thinking about it with reason, he felt that the company can really do this kind of thing, and they might not be able to do something more disgusting than this. did.

Ripley shrugged calmly: "Okay, it seems that the alien came to the base through that passage. How about the company, let's talk about it when we go back alive! It's not that we have no way out... Besides , Bishop, there is another shuttle on Sulaco, right?"

The Bishop blinked and replied, "That's right. But with all of us here, no one can drive it down."

"No remote control? Remote operation?" Ripley asked.

"It can be operated remotely, but the remote communication equipment here was destroyed by Burke. The main communication antenna of the base may still be available, but we have to go to the signal tower to reconnect."

Hearing the answer from the bionic man, Hudson broke down and shouted again: "It's over! It's over! There are all those things outside, we will die if we go out!"

"Vazquez, make this bastard sober." Hicks couldn't help saying.

Vazquez, the female soldier standing next to Hudson, nodded, turned her face and kicked Hudson between the legs, and finally made the guy quiet for a while, and squatted on the ground for a while without saying anything. talk.

"Well, now it seems that at least everyone present is trustworthy." Ripley said suddenly, "Then I won't talk nonsense to you... No matter what happens next, I hope that the company will not know. For this reason, we may have to destroy the surveillance records and counterpart statements on the Sulaco.”

Everyone nodded, only the bishop glanced at her and reminded: "I am willing to lie, and I have the ability to lie. My basic logic does not include the clause 'Don't deceive humans'. But I think the company will only check directly. my memory."

"Then don't go back to the company."

Ripley said, without explaining why, she just took out another folding rule-like thing from her pocket.

She glanced at the people around her a few times, and waited for them to nod, and even Hudson, who was kneeling on the ground, squeezed out an "agree" with the pain, and then opened the folder in her hand with both hands.

Just when the two long sides were in a straight line, a few lights suddenly flashed above the ruler-shaped tool for no apparent purpose, the air rippled like water waves, and the transparency of an area suddenly dropped, as if a layer of fog had condensed suddenly. Became a mirror made of water.

Then there was a light in that mirror, and there was an image, and suddenly a blonde woman appeared.

"...wait...sorry, this thing is a little crazy in this universe. Oh, there! There's a sound! Ripley, I'm bored to death on your Sulaco, when will there be a mission Give me?"

"Right now, Barbaria. We're stuck here and need a shuttle to land..." Ripley said to the scene.

Everyone present, including the bionic man, looked at her with that "you must be fucking kidding me" eyes.Let alone what tool can contact the Sulaco in the synchronous orbit with such a small size and no external energy source, why is there no delay in your conversation!What technology is this?

Also, who is that person on the other side?Why does it seem that it is not very serious?

Barbaria nodded: "Okay, but it sounds like you're in trouble... There won't be a problem with the shuttle landing, right?"

"There is a big problem, my dear... Now we are surrounded by a group of cannibal monsters. As long as we step out of here, we may be attacked. That thing is taller, stronger and faster than humans in our universe. It might be able to detect bioelectricity. Not to mention the tavern, we can't never come back, and the ventilation duct may not be safe now..."

Ripley called up the three-dimensional projection of the base map, and continued to say to Barbaria: "This is the layout of the ground base. You and I are both professional pilots. Let me just say it... I think you may have to Do a close hover."

Barbaria in the picture also leaned over to take a closer look, and shrugged: "I just learned to fly this kind of big plane for a few days, do I have to do such difficult maneuvers? Wow, this is so exciting! "

Chapter 10 Land Ark

"The shuttle will arrive in three hours, hover directly above the base, and pick us up after we give the signal."

Ripley, who hung up the remote call, scratched her hair and straightened her thoughts: "If we just find an absolutely safe place to hide, then our shuttle will probably be destroyed by the remaining aliens in three hours. Attack. But we obviously don't have enough firepower now, it is impossible to clear the aliens on the ground before evacuating..."

"No, Ripley..." Hicks pressed her hand that was looking at the electronic map at this moment: "Is there nothing you want to explain to us? Who was that lady just now? Sura There shouldn't be a crew on board the Ke that we haven't seen."

"Who doesn't have a secret, Hicks? The important thing is that we are on the same page now, and I want you all to live."

Ripley said without looking up.

Hudson, who was kicked, seemed to have finally recovered. He clutched his important parts, leaned on the wall beside him, and uttered his most sober sentence today: "...how else can we make you Trust us more?"

Under normal circumstances, of course people are willing to keep their own secrets, otherwise how can they be called secrets?

But now that life and death are at stake, and what happened just now is obviously important to everyone's survival, the only reason to keep it a secret at this time is that Ripley doesn't trust other people enough.

No wonder, although several people are now forced to live in the same room and fight against the enemy together, strictly speaking, they have only known each other for a few days.The marines didn't know what kind of person Ripley was, and they weren't interested before; presumably the other party was the same.

In this place tens of light-years away from the earth and farthest from the order of all human societies, they had to be forced to talk about this topic of "trust".

Ripley looked at Vazquez, remembering the previous conversation about "cruelty".

Although they may not understand each other... but these few people are at least normal-minded, which is different from Burke's kind of people who have no bottom line at all.

"...Okay." She finally compromised, and said: "Barbaria is a spaceship pilot from another universe. If you want, you can understand it as a parallel world. I believe her, and I am willing to put my life on the She has it, and as you can see... I'm a rather suspicious person. It's up to you to decide whether you trust her like I do. Can we talk business?"

After saying this, the marines can also understand why Ripley was hiding just now.The existence of parallel worlds has much more scientific research value than aliens... If the company knows about this, Ripley will never have peace from now on.

Thinking of this, several people remembered what Burke had done, and couldn't help but want to spit on the ground.

"If I can go back, I will be discharged immediately. How about you? Vazquez?"

Hudson rubbed his wound, and asked in a low voice to the female soldier beside him.

"I won't work for the Wieland Company anymore, I might go to a remote colony as a mercenary or something."

Vazquez also answered in a low voice.

While the two were communicating in low voices, Ripley had already talked about her plan: "...We are going to attract them to an area within these three hours, or a fortress that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, or It’s simply a trap. It’s best to have a quick exit passage, we can quickly leave the kind in one to three hours..."

The bishop carefully looked at the three-dimensional projection map, pointed to the place in the middle of the base and said, "If this is the case, I think this is the best place."

Several people looked at the map together, and saw that his fingers were reaching into the blue light of the holographic projection, and he had selected a circular building.

"FTL engine room?"

Ripley was talking to herself, also lost in thought.

FTL actually refers to the technology used in this engine, that is, the faster-than-light travel technology developed by Wieland-Yuntani; the specific engine models are different, and the power is also different.Just like the model used to supply energy for the colonial base, it should be different from the one on the Sulaco... although the technology they use should be the same.

Ripley doesn't understand how such a small volume can produce enough energy to move a giant spaceship faster than the speed of light, and she's not a theoretical physicist...she just needs to know how to release that energy.

It just so happens that among the theoretical knowledge that must be learned before flying a spaceship, there is a lesson devoted to engine failure.

She remembered that the severe overload of this kind of engine would trigger a singularity effect, causing the surrounding space-time chain to collapse, with a radius of at least several thousand kilometers.No matter how powerful those alien life forms are, there is no possibility of surviving under this effect.

But in this case, the humans on LV-426 would not be spared either.

The bishop continued: "This is the strongest house in the entire colonial building complex. There are no windows, only doors. It is three stories high. Although it is not the tallest building on the site, it is almost the same, and the vents are set on the roof. Can be baited and lined on the ground, withdraw from the roof after three hours. After take-off, use timing or remote control to trigger engine overload and blow up the entire LV-426."

"But how do we get there?" Hicks shook his head. "The ventilation ducts may be full of aliens...it will become more conspicuous prey if you go outdoors."

Ripley thought for a while, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and said, "I remember when we landed, we also put down the infantry fighting vehicle and stood by at the gate of the base... Is the tank still intact?"

It is said to be an infantry fighting vehicle, but it is actually more like an armored personnel carrier.The firepower on the car is not very high, there is no main gun, only two heavy machine guns...but of course it is already considered heavy firepower compared to the weapons carried by the few people in the main control room.With the addition of that thick armor, several people can be sent to the engine room unscathed.

Hicks turned on the monitoring screen in the central control room, searched for images from various cameras, and found the shadow of the personnel carrier at the gate of the base.It was still raining, and there were basically no traces of the alien outside. If you want to start the car, now is the time.But……

"Although it's much closer than the engine room, the distance is still not short...it will be over if we are discovered by the alien." He shook his head, no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't run faster than that black monster!

The bishop turned his head facing several humans, looked around, and said calmly: "Then... I can go. They should still detect bioelectrical signals, and they won't pay much attention to me; even if they are attracted, I will go." Also drive straight through the air gates, you just have to shoot in the back of the car and keep them out."

"We're not sure yet...even if the 'face hugger' is chasing bioelectricity." Ripley persuaded, "And the adult body of the alien must have other means of perception. If you go out like this, you will die. "

"...I am a bionic person, and I will not really die. Moreover, this is already the plan with the highest success rate, and we have no time to delay it."

said the bishop.

[45. No. 45]

He must protect the lives of these people... even at the cost of his own life.How much of it comes from the core logic definition when it was first shipped from the factory, and how much of it is his inner thoughts, he can't tell.

Listen to the word, "inside"... as if he really had a life, a soul.

In fact, he also knows that his so-called emotions, his so-called curiosity, and his usual chaotic thoughts are just a program in his memory that was pre-programmed or randomly imitated by human beings.

But aren't humans the same?Isn't the so-called thinking just the response to various external stimuli?

At least in this possible "last moment of his life", he didn't want to think too deeply about it, he just wanted to complete his mission and bring back that son-of-a-bitch troop carrier.

Oops, I've learned to swear after staying with humans for too long!

Not long after, the bishop with his thin lips tightly pressed came out of the vent on the side of the central control room and came into the heavy rain.The raindrops hit him in a line, constantly activating his bionic tactile nerves, making him feel cool and itchy.Usually he likes this feeling the most, because it is human; but now he has no time to waste.