The large-pointed spaceship that Pegmount lives on today is no longer the one he first embarked on to take on a space odyssey. In the initial stage of fierce battles, he changed four ships in a row because he was constantly found and besieged...... This is the fifth, and I've been living there for almost three months.

Maybe it's because the T-type mothership is alone in a circular valley, but this time, the big tip group has never found him.

"The night is the battlefield, and the howling of the storm is your death knell. ”

In order to conserve energy, the device was still closed, and Pegmont created his own atmosphere and sense of ritual in his mind, while carefully and quickly weaving between the mountains and rocks.

It wasn't a fixed route, and in order to avoid being discovered, Pegmont chose a completely new route almost every time he set out and returned.

To do this, he always does not hesitate to take a long detour.

"It's good that it's me, not the wooden man from Stream Sharp, otherwise humanity would have been lost on Mars for a long time. ”

"Actually, the other guy who is known for his love of eating big tips is the one who should come the most. If only I had replaced him with him, only he would have found this thing delicious. ”

It also seems interesting to suddenly think of a certain human in a place where there is no other person. The corners of Pegmant's mouth curled, and as he ran with broken steps, he suddenly swooped forward, his palm tapping on the stone below, and his body fell lightly into a hidden valley like a leaping squirrel.

Today, he will go out from here and start another silent hunt.

............

"He came out again. ”

"Hmm. ”

There are no other humans on this planet, so it's a conversation between two red-shouldered bodies. Of course, they use the language of the Dajian civilization.

At this moment, they were standing on the ridge above the valley, and in the darkness of the night, they had been watching Peggmont leap and turn left and right.

Usually, in the past cognition of human beings, the Dajian group does not seem to have joy, anger and sorrow, at least they rarely show emotional reactions, but the two red shoulders at this moment obviously have deep sadness and helplessness.

There is even anger.

"Damn, this stupid human hasn't learned to pilot our ship until now, go, go, get out of here!" said a red-shouldered man.

"If only we could know the language of humans. Then another red-shouldered body said.

If they can communicate, the Red Shoulders on Mars will immediately and unconditionally tell Pegmount how to fly the spacecraft and see him off.

However, they can't.

So the days like this go on, and they have to watch day after day as this stupid human comes out to sneak up on the warriors who hunt them, and is restless for fear that the important plans they have just made will be discovered and sabotaged by him.

Red Shoulders isn't smart enough.

So, for the past few months, they've been struggling with simple, non-critical questions, such as:

How do you kill this human?

What should I do if I can't get killed, and do I want to continue to fight him?

Why didn't he seem to be in a hurry to fight anymore? What did he want to do, why didn't he go......

Does he like to eat us? Since that continent of ice and snow, humans have started to feed on us?

What does he mean by his constant self-talk and strange movements?

As for the call for help, the Redshoulders have been swayed by fixed thinking for a long time, bemoaning the failure at the last moment of the Blue Star, and deciding that with the size of the remaining resources of the fleet, it is no longer possible to build such a super traction field.

It wasn't until the last few days that they suddenly realized that they could first build a medium-sized traction field within their power to pull a clan army to the planet.

Then, from that army, build a large traction field and pull a larger army...... In this way, enough resources will eventually be obtained to rebuild a super traction field, and the super army of the traction tribe will arrive.

"He has recently only picked fighters of our level to kill, and our combat power is constantly decreasing!"

Out of anger, Red Shoulder pulled out the Blue Pillar Sword, pointed at Pegmount's lair at the bottom of the valley, the T-ship, and said:

"Why don't we call all the warriors and besiege him here again tonight?"

"No, it won't succeed, it will only cause unnecessary losses. Another red-shouldered objected, saying, "Since you are not absolutely sure, you should not provoke him again, otherwise, he will have to change the ship......

Every time Pegmount is discovered, he changes ships, and every time he changes ships, it means the death of a certain group of big tips, as well as the loss of all the material resources on that ship.

Although the metal block is of no use to him for the time being, but if he moves, Pegmount will still move it whenever he has the opportunity.

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"And, what if he discovers the towing field we just started building while he's looking for the next ship? Are we sure we'll be able to stop him?"

"Again, then why don't we build the traction yard farther away from this area?"

"Because our ships are all landing in this area, the large-scale transportation of supplies is not easy, and it is easy to attract his attention. ”

"But why carry it, we can just let the spaceship take off!"

“...... Oh yes, we can take off!"

"yes, let's suddenly take off en masse and leave him alone on this planet, and it won't pilot our ship anyway, will it?"

"Yes. ”

"Let's go find another planet and build a traction field. ”

"That's right!" the excited Red Shoulders paused suddenly, "But can we make sure that we still have enough resources to build a medium-sized traction field after we find the next planet to land? ”

"This ...... I don't know. The other red-shouldered body was also stunned, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Hey, he's gone." ”

............

Mars, two hours later, was pitch black.

It was a hillside area with more than ten large pointed ships parked at once, including a mothership, four medium ships, and many more smaller ships.

Scattered or swarms of large spikes wander and shuttle from ship to ship, seemingly aimless, and meaningless.

"These idiots. Pegmount lay on his stomach in a pit high up, caressing his blade as he watched cautiously.

He was waiting for the right time to enter the area, without the need for a source.

Then, lie in ambush inside and wait patiently for a storm...... Finally, at the sound of the storm, I briefly turned on the device, got a red shoulder, took it away, and disappeared into the dust of the Martian night.

"Here he came again, on the heights. Not far away, on the side of the Big Pointed Mothership, a red-shouldered corpse tilted its head and said.

"See. Another said.

"What should I do, do you organize to attack him here?"

"No, we don't have the power to kill him. Consensus has already been reached, and we will only fight him if he finds a traction field. Try to kill him, or at least stop him. ”

"Okay...... He's down, what should he do?" Red Shoulder's gaze, a touch of pink, had just jumped down from the side of the tall rock, and at this moment, the human was lying on the ground, advancing in a strange posture.

"He's coming! disappearing over there, in the dirt. What to do, since we can't fight, do we shout, and then flee together?"

"No! we can't do that! Then he'll think he's going to have to fight, knowing he's been discovered...... Jump out and kill us all. Then he will take everything he can with him. ”

"That ......"

"Pretend you didn't see him. The red shoulder who opened his mouth reluctantly turned to the hatch and said, "Then wait to see who is unfortunate tonight." ”

"Okay. Redshoulder, who had stayed outside, responded, ready to follow.

"Whew!" the wind is blowing.

In the wind, a dead iron war knife pierced its chest from behind, and at the same time, a heavy piece of dead iron smashed into its side and neck.

The red-shouldered body stood there and shook.

"Won't you hear me?" said Pegmont, hiding behind the attacked Red Shoulder, his gaze piercing through its armpits, staring nervously at the reaction of the other Red Shoulder in front of him.

"If it's discovered...... There is no way to do it, but to spend some more source energy blocks to kill this big sharp group. Pegmount thought to himself, his sword tightened.

"Bang, bang!" the heavy footsteps of the red shoulders and the sound of stepping on the dead iron plate.

It didn't find it.

The red-shouldered corpse in front of him walked into the cabin without looking back, and then the massive hatch began to slowly close.

At the same time, the huge and heavy body with red shoulders in front of him slowly fell backwards. Pegmount hurriedly held it with his hand so that it would not smash on the ground and make too much noise.

"Whew!" was saved, and Pegmont let out a sigh of relief as he avoided a costly battle.

"Whew!" another Martian storm rolled up.

In the mud and dust in the sky, the figure of the pink human with the bow and the red shoulders finally disappeared at the foot of the mountain in the distance.