After Mu Qianhe left, Iron Slag first went to the mobile assembly room in the fortress parking lot to remove the power armor, then returned to the office to take a shower, and fell asleep on the big bed in the rest area.

Eleven hours later, at dr3713-04-29, at nineteen o'clock (since there is no distinction between day and night in the bottomless abyss, the 24-hour system is adopted), Iron Slag woke up. When he came to the rest area, Bai Xiaoyun had already made tea and handed him a list of personnel.

Team Name: Wolf Legion

Leader: Sa Chirp, equipped with the "Wilderness Knight" mechanical power armor

Assistant to the head of the regiment: Bai Xiaoyun

Power Armor Commando: Captain Jerome, Tuobasan, and Marcus, equipped with standard mechanical power armor, Scout match, equipped with reconnaissance mechanical power armor

Marine Corps: Captain Mu Qianhe, the original team members 20, reduced 8 people, and the remaining 12 people.

Logistics Brigade: Captain Ju Amu, the original logistics staff of 35 people, reduced 18 people, and more than 17 people.

Medical team: Captain Hillman Hiros, 2 field nurses.

Stranded in the Dawn Fortress wounded: 4 marines, 1 support staff.

Iron Slag looked at the list blankly and couldn't help but sigh. His team members come from the remnants of the original Academy Detectives, the War Beast Legion, the Black Knight of the North, and the Captain Nick Wagner who asked him to take care of him on his deathbed. Along the way, there have been three major battles, and more than half of them have been killed and wounded, and there is not much left. However, these survivors have all gone through the test of blood and fire, and can serve as the future junior officers of the team. He planned to recruit a group of new members after returning from the abyss this time to expand the size of the wolf legion.

Then, he remembered the matter of the porcupine again, pondered for a moment, raised his head, and said to Bai Xiaoyun: "You inform Qin Ke'er and ask her to send three thousand gold coins to the ebony elder, just say that it is a pension, and let him transfer it to the family of the porcupine." ”

"This ......" Bai Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment and said earnestly, "Boss, according to the agreement, the Ancient First Pulse will be responsible for taking care of his family, and we don't need to pay another pension. ”

"Just ......," said Iron Slag, taking a deep breath, "it's a little bit of my mind." He heard Wang Hu say that the porcupine was born in a remote mountain village in the southeastern Far East, and his family was very poor, and he was selected to enter the War Bear Temple since he was a child. For many years, the porcupine has not returned home, and it is said that there are two younger brothers and two younger sisters in the family. Although this money will not heal the pain of losing a loved one, it will at least make their lives better.

"Okay." Bai Xiaoyun nodded solemnly.

After arranging things, Iron Slag ate something casually, and then went to the parking lot to move the assembly room to put on the power armor, drove the red comet, and went out of the fortress alone.

When exiting the fortress gate, the soldiers guarding the gate asked Iron Slag to show his pass. Iron Slag was a little stunned, and then remembered that he had just arrived yesterday, and the soldiers in the fortress did not know him yet.

In desperation, he was about to turn away, but ran into Hildebrand, who had just returned from patrolling outside. When the latter saw him, he immediately stepped forward, smiled slightly, and greeted: "Good evening, commander." ”

"Hello." Iron Slag responded.

Hearing the conversation between the two, the faces of several soldiers guarding the door suddenly changed, and then they came to their senses, and one of them hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "May I ask...... You...... Are you the Iron Slag Lady? ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded.

"I'm sorry...... We...... We ......" the soldier explained nervously, but the iron slag waved his hand, saying that he did not have a pass with him, and that it was reasonable not to let him pass. Seeing that the newly appointed commander had no intention of pursuing it, the soldiers immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly lowered the drawbridge to let him pass.

After bidding farewell to Hildebrand, after leaving the fortress, Iron Slag rode the red comet and drove for half an hour along the road carved into the cliff, returning to the platform where termites had been found earlier.

"Alice, take care of yourself." Iron Slag rolled out of the car and said without looking back as he walked towards the cliff.

[Yes, my captain] The red comet's headlights flickered, and a mechanically synthesized girl's voice was heard.

"Turbulent ......"

With a long jet sound, the iron slag leaped out of the edge of the platform and flew above the cliff. After about a few minutes, the life detector on the Iron Slag helmet scanned a stag beetle the size of a car in a crevice of a rock overgrown with ferns.

He immediately flew over, raised his arm, pulled the trigger, and blasted an emergency shotgun into the flat shell, sending green slime splattering out. The iron slag turned sideways to avoid the slime, and then spat a mouthful of saliva into it.

A moment later, large ants with red carapace and knappy toe lengths flew out of the cracks in the stone one after another. In an instant, they converged into a red cloud in mid-air, flapping their membranous wings and making a dense "buzzing" sound. Seeing that it was almost over, the iron slag turned around, swooped down, and flew back to the platform with the colony. Immediately after that, his mind moved, and hundreds of scout ants immediately shed their membranous wings, huddled together, and quickly crawled into the tunnel dug by the abyssal termites.

After entering the corridor, the colony gradually divided into three groups. They swung their limbs at a high frequency, and they hurried forward in the corridor, and the vision of the iron slag widened, and the stone wall in front of them seemed to be transparent, and intricate corridors appeared in the void.

It wasn't long before one of the soldiers encountered the first abyssal termite. At this moment, due to the large number of soldier ants, and the width of the tunnel is almost the same as that of abyssal termites the size of a calf, the bulging milky white belly blocks the passage behind him. Seeing this, the iron slag almost didn't hesitate, and directly commanded the soldiers to pounce.

At this moment, Iron Slag found that the strength and speed of the Scout Ant had increased a lot, and after the first few were bitten by the abyssal termites, the remaining lurking ones pounced on the back of the termites and tore them frantically. After a few seconds, the colony dispersed and continued on its way, leaving only shattered insect shells and scattered arthropods. During this period, the iron slag found another change in the soldier ants. While they bite their prey, they inject new parasitic cells. These parasitic cells quickly hatch and emerge from the termite's fat body to join the colony. Iron Slag quickly made a judgment that this was the effect of his new ability, the "male ant gland", and the soldier ants also had the ability to reproduce.

Before he had time to think about it, the iron slag discovered a third change, after devouring enough termite flesh, some of the soldier ants' carapaces emitted a faint blue shimmer. This is obviously the result of absorbing and using psionic star sand. Under the influence of psionic energy, the strength and speed of these soldiers have been greatly improved, several times the state when they first hatched. The speed of the march and the speed of the movement far exceeded that of ordinary soldiers, and it left the large army in the blink of an eye.

In the tens of minutes that followed, the fierce soldier ant colony swept through the termite nest like a red storm. Like a tidal wave, they flock to the enemy army fearlessly, tearing each other apart, injecting a large number of parasitic cells and incubating new allies one after another.

After penetrating into the hinterland of the anthill, they soon encountered a colony of abyssal termites that were larger, with thicker carapaces and stronger combat. According to the introduction in the textbook, this is the soldier ant in the abyss termite, which is fully responsible for the guard work of the anthill, so it is also called "abyss white guard ant". However, although ordinary scout ants are not opponents of white guard ants, those senior scout ant ants who have devoured the flesh and blood of termites and are named "dark blue war ants" by iron slag on the spot are tearing through thick insect shells like bamboos, culling hundreds of white guard ants.

In the blink of an eye, the termite colony that occupies the geographical advantage is retreating, while there are more and more red soldier ants, which has become overwhelming, and every fallen abyss termite will hatch more red soldier ants. Due to the sheer number of them, the iron slag has lost control over most of the ant colony, and they can only act on instinct.

In the hearty battle of annihilation, Iron Slag felt a pang in his heart for no reason, and he inadvertently thought of a question, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. These scout ants have the ability to reproduce on their own, and their numbers are getting bigger and bigger, and they are getting out of control. If they continue to develop like this, will they become a new species after they are completely out of control......

However, his worries soon disappeared, as he found that all the parasitic cells produced by the soldiers were weaker than the previous generation, and there was a certain decrease in both survival time and physical strength. After reproduction of seven or eight generations, the life cycle of newborn soldier ants will be shortened to a few minutes, and it will be difficult to reproduce downward.

About half an hour later, the termite nest, which stretched for more than ten kilometers, was cleaned by scout ants, and the tunnel was full of broken insect shells and white slime. During the cleaning of the remaining termites, the iron slag made a brief summary.

First, in the abyssal environment, his insect transformation ability has been significantly strengthened, originally he could only control more than 300 soldiers at the same time, but now he has directly doubled, and can control 6 or 700 soldiers at the same time;

Second, the more powerful the ant that hatches from the species, the higher its initial strength. The movement speed, bite force and life cycle of these soldiers have been significantly improved. A dozen newly hatched soldier ants can easily bite an abyssal termite the size of a calf, which is definitely impossible if it had been placed in the past;

Third, after devouring the species carrying the psionic star sand, the Scout Ant will fully upgrade and evolve into a dark blue war ant, and the level of combat power will soar in a straight line; When they slaughtered the white guard ants just now, it was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Between thoughts, a swarm of soldier ants poured into a relatively open underground space. From the taste perception of the antennae on the top of the ant's head, the iron slag "sees" a milky white, half-human-tall oval egg. As his mind moved, the ant surged up, tearing open the translucent eggs and devouring the nutrients and freshly formed larvae.

At this moment, there was a wave in the darkness. Although ants do not have a sense of hearing, they possess good perception. It is not difficult to tell from the resonance of the air that it was a sharp, angry hiss.

It seems that the crusading army has found the queen of this underground kingdom.