Chapter 102 It's a mess
The little alien let out a terrible scream, and his body continued to struggle, and finally burned to death on the female corpse.
Then the Marines sensed something was wrong.
The sound of objects scratching around began to appear, and it was more and more dense in all directions.
In the shot, from time to time, black tails cross the steel pipes, and alien bodies flash away.
What was originally a black fixed waste object began to unfold rapidly, and it turned out to be an adult alien with one head at a time.
Obviously, the dying screams of the little aliens woke up all the adult aliens who were resting around.
"There's movement!"
Hudson's mobilization detector began to flicker wildly.
"Which direction?"
"I can't lock it down!"
"What the hell is going on, Hudson?" The black captain asked urgently.
"The signals are complex, showing that they are approaching rapidly from all directions!" Hudson's voice trembled.
"With an infrared mirror! Wear infrared lenses and be careful! ”
In the control room, Gorman said irritably:
"What's going on? Nothing can be seen! ”
Ripley said urgently:
"Withdraw the troops, Gorman!"
Fang Dalong held a humanitarian spirit and echoed:
"Listen to her, withdraw quickly, and you can save more people!"
At the scene, except for Hudson, the rest of the people kept looking around, looking up and up, but they didn't find anything, and they couldn't see the definite moving alien with the naked eye.
And Hudson took the tracker and shouted:
"The trackers are full of signals, they're all over us, all around us, oh my!"
"You may not be able to see ...... with infrared rays," the Marine said as he was caught by the sudden appearance of an alien on the wall behind him.
In a panic, he activated the flamethrower in his hand and sprayed another Marine on the opposite side, and with a terrible scream, a burning man fell through the staircase hole in the middle.
Rumble!
The pipeline exploded and one of the Marines was blown away.
In the central control room, the graphics representing the heartbeat curves of each Marine began to turn into straight lines one after another, and William Gorman said urgently:
"God, Apoon, what's going on?"
"Wiboski and Crow are injured ......"
"Dietrich, Crowe, turn off the sound!"
"Frost...... Frost ...... "The black captain shouted, not bothering to report to William Gorman.
Vasquez, the fiercest female warrior, roared:
"Come on!"
Tutu Bump Tutu –
The super machine gun in her hand, carrying armor-piercing bullets that pierced through the steel plates, spewed out fiery tongues of fire.
The computer screen was filled with smoke and flames, but William Gorman could clearly hear the sound of bullets being fired, and he roared:
"Who's firing? Damn it! ”
Vasquez didn't listen to him at all, and fired wildly in all directions.
"I order a ceasefire!!"
His words didn't work at all, and Mark Drake stood beside Vasquez and fired wildly with his hidden magazine.
"They're coming out of the wall, more and more, get out of here!" Black Captain Apon yelled.
William Gorman was already panicking, and his voice trembled:
"Apoon, I order you to cease fire!"
The black captain, still faithfully carrying out his orders, shouted:
"Vasquez, Drake, ceasefire!"
"Apeng, do you hear that? Cease fire! William Gorman urged.
The black captain didn't care to repeat the order, because he felt an unusual sound moving around him in the smoke of gunpowder.
"Get out of the incinerator!" William Gorman shouted in a trembling voice.
The black captain pressed his headphones and said loudly:
"Repeat, all retreat to the incinerator."
"I want you to cease fire and retreat to ......"
The black captain could no longer hear William Gorman's voice, and his headphones were full of sneering sounds, which suddenly became very distracting.
Unbeknownst to him, an alien had climbed above his head from above.
"Help!!"
The black captain only had time to utter a brief cry for help when he was seen on the camera, and the sound of a sharp knife entering flesh and chewing could be heard from inside.
William Gorman's entire body froze, and he only knew how to repeat mechanically:
"Apeng...... Speak quickly...... Apont...... Speak quickly......"
Ripley roared in his ear:
"He's dead!"
"Call them back!"
Fang Dalong glanced at William Gorman, who was panicked, with disdain, and also pretended to urge him, repeating Ripley's words:
"Get them back!"
"Shut up!" William Gorman was still gritting his teeth, not wanting to admit that his command mistakes had gone wrong.
Ripley simply pressed her headset and yelled:
"Hicks, whoever it is, hears me, ...... immediately"
"Shut up!" William Gorman threw Ripley's headset to the ground.
"Damn it!" Ripley yelled.
On the photo TV, Hudson shouted:
"Where's Apeng? Where's Apont? ”
Hicks also yelled at the camera:
"The sergeant is dead! We must get out of this damn place! ”
"Let's go, guys!"
William Gorman's body in front of the computer kept trembling, and his lips trembled:
Hudson ...... Vasquez ......"
The Marines on the front line didn't listen to him at all, and they were covering each other for a quick evacuation.
"Hudson, be careful!"
"Understood!"
Hicks began firing in bursts with the double-barreled rifle he had hidden on his body.
"Hicks ......" William Gorman only knew to repeat the names of the team members in a trembling manner, and he was completely unable to command.
While despising William Gorman, Fang Dalong secretly reminded himself that this is an example of being embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house! I can't learn from this William Gorman, no, I must stay away from this indecisive character, and I must avoid talking on paper.
Practice brings true knowledge, and you have to have temperament, huh...... Just ask yourself like this.
"Too much, retreat!" This was the last sound the team members heard coming to their computers, and their communication was cut off completely.
"I told them to retreat, I told them to retreat......" William Gorman muttered to himself, trembling.
Rapley was so angry at his helpless look that she tore William Gorman's collar and whispered in his ear:
"Think of a way, think of a way!"
All William Gorman knew was to sit and talk to himself.
"Grass!"
Ripley scolded angrily, Fang Dalong had already achieved the driver's position, he turned around and said loudly:
"Ripley, let them all sit down, let's rush over and save someone!!"
"That's exactly what I want to do!" Ripley looked at Fang Dalong's gaze with obvious kindness.