"Go to the bath, the chief medical officer prefers to be clean." Ringer's face was pale, and even now there was some pain in his abdomen, and his life was simple and regular, with two fixed daily tasks, one being an instructor and the other being a doctor.

In the general infirmary, Dr. Mengele, dressed in a black robe, stood on the operating table, his slender hands hanging down naturally. This scene made the corners of Ringer's mouth twitch slightly when he just came in, this place he was familiar with, he had stood next to the operating table as an assistant, and he also lay on it, watching Dr. Mengele operate on himself, which mode is it today.

Boom! At that moment, a circular passage appeared on the ceiling of the general infirmary, and there was a sound of stumbling inside, and Dr. Mengele, who had been stationary, made the first movement, pulling the alloy operating table thirty centimeters to the right. Then a red button was pressed, and the entire operating table was lengthened in half.

"Whew...... It seems that today it is not me who is lying on it! Ringer couldn't help but rejoice, and at the same time, a creature that could be compared to a human fell right on the operating table with a dull sound.

A silvery-white light rushed straight to the door like lightning, but it was caught between two fingers in an instant, it was a scalpel. Ringer took it and stood directly beside Dr. Mengele, who did not understand why the chief medical officer liked this ancient surgical tool.

But Ringer was immediately drawn to the creature on the operating table, an unknown creature twice the size of a human body, covered in scales, and if there was anything strange, it had obvious wings on its legs.

"See what's wrong? Do you think this wing is obviously a little out of harmony? Dr. Mengele stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Ringer with one eye, not embarrassed by the relationship between the two of them.

"Well, it stands to reason that wings shouldn't be here." Holding the scalpel, Ringer nodded, "The chief medical officer once said that creatures like this with winged marks on their lower limbs can basically be classified as failed creatures, which are essentially evolutionary failures, but from the physical point of view, the future of this creature has not yet been decided. ”

Dr. Mendeler nodded approvingly, satisfied with the answer, and explained, "Long before humans left the earth, human scientists proposed the theory of large filters. Divided into nine phases in total, or perhaps more subdivided, at least one of them is difficult to achieve. Whatever factors prevent the final realization of the ninth stage at which step, it is called the Great Filter. ”

"So it seems that the Confederation has now reached the ninth stage, which is the stage of interstellar expansion." Ringer looked at the creature on the operating table and wondered what stage had this creature had reached. Regardless of the stage, being sent to Dr. Mendler only proves that it is all over.

Obviously, the ancestors of this creature obviously rushed to the sky to evolve wings, but many examples prove that it is impossible for the lower limbs to evolve wings to fly, and to fly, the upper limbs must become wings. The wings of the lower limbs can only be used for gliding and not flying. But this is not necessarily a bad thing, the lower limbs may become wings may be a dead end, and the important upper limbs will definitely be a dead end if they become wings.

In a short period of time, the huge organism had been dismembered, and Ringer did as Dr. Mengele had ordered, and while obeying the instructions, he took out the part needed by the chief medical officer, and the entire operating table looked slightly bloody.

"The musculature is very strong, the vitality is tenacious, and judging by the structure of the lower limbs, this creature now lives on land, and the wings of the lower limbs are degenerating. The upper limbs are flexible and powerful, making it easy to grasp. There is the possibility of becoming intelligent creatures. Ringer said as he analyzed what he had seen, "But even if there is such a possibility, it should be a long way away." ”

"You can't use the evolution process of ordinary creatures to take intelligent creatures, there is nothing far away, General Garland has already received orders." As if to prove something, Dr. Mendeler suddenly appears in the General Infirmary, with an unknown planet in the background. Ancient trees and blue seas, and the same creatures as the operating table walk in groups on the land, and there is no doubt that this creature has been at the forefront of life compared to life on the same planet.

At this moment, there was a slight noise on the floor of the general infirmary, which could be felt by the entire base. As soon as the picture on the holographic image changed, Ringer's pupils shrank slightly and he said to himself in a surprised tone, "Is this a panoramic view of the entire base?" "To be honest, even if he grew up here, he doesn't know much about the base on this satellite, at least he never knew that the main base had such a thing.

The hexagonal cylindrical ship glows with a silvery white light, which should be similar to a rocket from a long time ago, but far from the same thing. Because he was so big, if the spaceship was the size of a human, then the warriors who kept entering from the six entrances below the spaceship were only the size of ants.

"Are they going to destroy the planet of this creature?" Ringer, who was shocked by the hexagonal cylindrical spaceship, asked this question after a long speechless time, and in Ringer's opinion, there was no other possibility, what was worth the entire G24 base to be dispatched? There is only one way to attack a planet that is adapted to human life.

"It's the intelligent creatures that wiped out the planet, but this was just a way to clean up. We received a message from the headquarters, and all the active members went out to meet the headquarters, and they happened to solve some problems on the way. Dr. Mengele corrected disapprovingly, "Things are much more important than dealing with intelligent beings who are still very primitive. ”

Solution? Far from being as calm as his face, Ringer had known long ago that he had grown up in a place that was not an underground killer organization, nor an interstellar pirate with no fixed residence, although they did not want the Confederacy humans to discover them. The operation of the entire base and the related discipline all prove that the people of the entire base have a common identity, that is, soldiers, killers and space pirates definitely do not have such strict ideological concepts. What's the use of that kind of person to think?

At this time, the ice on the surface of the satellite was cracking, an alloy-covered circular exit was slowly opening, and on the holographic imager of the general infirmary, a hexagonal cylindrical spacecraft was rising from the ground and lifting off from the already opened alloy outlet.

"Doctor Mengele, you're here!" General Garand's image came from the holographic projection, "I forgot, because the entire base is left with only civilian personnel, and Ringer will be transferred to active duty from now on, with the rank of major." Anyway, he is already qualified in terms of combat effectiveness, and if there is still a chance, we will see you again. ”

As we spoke, the spacecraft had accelerated into the air and disappeared from sight. Ringer must say that his mind was blank at this point, as if the process of moving into active duty was a bit dramatic. An hour ago, he seemed to be an instructor in the reserves.

Another question also comes to mind, where exactly is the legendary headquarters sacred.