Weapons, war, are nothing more than a big game to show the cruelty of human beings.

Lao Yang was very annoyed. It was the most risky move since he abandoned business and entered politics. In fact, in the final analysis, it is just that it is not seeking merit, but seeking no fault. Helplessly, the idea of aliens tempted Lao Yang, he was curious, what did they look like, how did they come to Earth, how did they live, and did they need to reproduce?

Unfortunately, all kinds of research on aliens are actually largely in the imagination stage, perhaps because the aliens are too smart and have not left any obvious traces on this planet at all.

This time, it was finally possible to truly find evidence of their existence.

There was thunder, a muffled loud noise, as if a crack was made in the sky. The entire mobile unit is conducting a carpet search. The rain poured suddenly, just like the white-haired old man guarding the forest on the rainy night when Xiao Li entered the Maya Valley. If calculated according to the usual time, the time between Lao Yang and Xiao Li's activities in the Mayan Mountains is only a few months apart. However, the frightening thing is that there is no small two-story building here that is mottled at the beginning of liberation, let alone the white-haired old man, everything seems to have disappeared suddenly. The tank pressed the new grass into the dirt again. A herd of small sika deer, hidden deep in the one-meter-high grass, scattered and fled.

"Director Yang, let's go back with a few deer. This game is rare. "This is a small platoon commander of this special mobile unit.

Lao Yang gave him a fierce look. "Xiao Shen, you can't do this, we are here to engage in academic research, not hunting, we must figure out the purpose of the action!" When the small platoon commander was said this, his doubts became stronger and stronger. Not hunting, there was no clear enemy, besides, such similar exercises were carried out many times. The atmosphere was very solemn and serious, and he really couldn't figure out what the middle-aged man with a pair of glasses was going to do? Isn't it a great waste that he should ask all the people to walk around the mountains aimlessly? How could anyone dare to waste national resources in such a blatant manner? "Alas, I'm just a little martial artist, and maybe there are people above him, so I'd better be obedient, and I don't have the right to speak anyway." Platoon Commander Shen didn't say anything more, and walked out of the account boringly.

In fact, Xiao Shen was wrong, this is not aimless at all. Each mid-level and senior general has a strange roadmap of actions in their hands, in the shape of strange concentric circles, and everyone must follow the route on the drawing. You can't make a mistake.

The diagram of concentric circles looks like a child's drawing: concentric circles in the middle. There are also many small triangles scattered throughout it. The periphery of the concentric circles has some inward-facing vector arrows. Concentric circles are the routes of travel of land troops. The small triangle is the path of travel of the aircraft. Vector arrows are for the Navy.

"It seems that it is still not possible to have a body of force." Xiao Shen walked out of the tent and continued to ponder.

The operation also saw the launch of a recent video signal tracking system. Embedded cameras were installed in the nose of the aircraft, in front of the tank's patrol gun. These cameras are still a precious equipment in this era, and the use rate of the people is not high. Lao Yang thought very well: if aliens appear, all of them can be recorded as soon as possible and become valuable information for every human being. It has the potential to determine the course of human history.

Next door to Lao Yang's command camp is a photography team of about 100 people.

Lao Yang took the walkie-talkie and lifted the curtain.

"How's that, are there any machines that have deviated from the course?" Lao Yang did a routine inspection and inquiry. "I haven't found it yet." Lao Yang looked at a small machine with only a pointer in his hand. This is not a compass. It's a resonance detector.

All machines, weapons, and human movements must be carried out in accordance with strict regulations. Lao Yang wants to achieve a kind of resonance. Because he knows. This is his wisest point: the Mayan Valley is a multi-world.

(End of chapter)