Moments later, the stinging worm's flesh was devoured, leaving only a pile of dark carapaces and white vertebrae. Under normal circumstances, the life cycle of scout ants is only about 20 minutes, and unless they can keep feeding, it can be extended to about 60 minutes.

After eating, the army of soldiers dispersed again, looking for traces of creatures in the dense forest. Over the next half hour, the iron slag fired eight shots, taking the lives of seven stinging worms. Except for one shot, the rest were killed by one shot. As for the crying flies lurking in the dense forest, the iron slag only recorded the general direction, and was not going to be solved with the psionic warrior rifle.

After nine shots, Iron Slag felt unusually weak. It is estimated that after a few shots, he will not be able to stand steadily. At that moment, the scout ants spotted three stinging insects hiding in a bush eight hundred meters away. Iron Slag hesitated for a moment and decided to give up.

When he jumped off the wooded cart, he suddenly gave up on his feet and almost fell. At this time, Mu Qianhe, who did not participate in the construction of the camp, happened to pass by, noticed his weakness, and hurriedly stepped forward to help. The moment he saw Mu Qianhe, Iron Slag had an idea, remembering that he still had two thunderfire mechas, which could use long-range artillery to deal with stinging insects.

Thinking of this, he excitedly patted Mu Qianhe and asked her to go and get the two Thunder Fire Styles. After a while, two drivers came over in a thunderbolt. Then, under the command of Iron Slag, they climbed to a high ground and controlled the thunderbolt to spread out six stubby mechanical legs and firmly fix the fuselage.

Then, Tie Slag asked Wang Hu for a pair of graduated military binoculars and looked at the outline of the red light in the dense forest.

"Burst bomb, 10:35 azimuth, about 800 meters away." As soon as the iron slag finished speaking, the two drivers pulled the joystick at the same time, and the thunderbolt-like gun mount slowly rotated. When the barrel was in place, a yellow-orange shell slipped into the chamber.

"Shelling ready." "Shelling ready." The two drivers reported in unison.

"Put!" With a loud slag, the two drivers pressed the red button on the joystick. In an instant, the firing pin slammed into the bottom of the shell!

"Knock knock!" The barrel shook back, and the shells flew out in a parabolic trajectory towards the hiding place of the three stinging insects.

At this time, three stinging insects are resting in the bushes. Suddenly there was a scream of breaking air from above, and they stood up alertly, looking around.

"Chirp...... Boom! ”

In an instant, the ground shook violently, and the crackling sound was deafening, and the earth fell like a downpour, splashing the three stinging insects to the ground. After the boom, they let out a piercing hiss as they writhe their serpentine bodies and flee into the depths of the jungle.

Seeing that the shell missed, Iron Slag frowned in disappointment. Mu Qianhe sensed the dissatisfaction of the iron slag and asked him if he had missed it. Iron Slag waved his hand and said that he could only provide an approximate bearing and distance, and there were no coordinate points, so it should be very difficult to accurately shell. The corners of Mu Qianhe's mouth curled slightly, bent a little arc, and said let her try it. With that, she called out one of the mech pilots and climbed into the cockpit.

Iron Slag picked up the binoculars and looked over, only to see three stinging insects running in different directions. With a thought, he sent scout ants to chase after him. After escaping some distance, one of the stinging insects stopped its progress and found a new bush to hide.

"Burst bomb, 10:39 azimuth, about 950 meters away."

"Shelling ready." "Shelling ready." Mu Qianhe's low, slightly hoarse voice came from the speaker, and the iron slag ordered: "Release!" ”

A large tongue of fire erupted from the muzzle of the cannon, and at the same time, the barrel of the cannon rubbed back: "Knock knock! ”

"Chirp ......" A cannonball fell five meters away from the stinging insect, and the moment the warhead hit the surface, it exploded violently.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the stinging worm was blown apart, and the flesh and blood flew sideways!

At the same time as the explosion sounded, a trace of pain came from the iron slag's mind, which was the brainwave of the scout ant before he died. Makichizuru's shelling not only shattered the target, but also blasted nearby soldier ants to pieces.

Later, Iron Slag mobilizes the remaining soldier ants and searches for spiny bugs and cries. After discovering the target, he commanded Makichizuru's artillery bombardment to destroy it. During this time, Makichizuru demonstrated her extraordinary skills as an ace driver. Her shelling was extremely accurate, and on one occasion she even hit the target directly. The shell hit the stinger in the back, blasting it into minced meat.

However, the shortcomings of shelling are also obvious. First, the shelling will blast the target to pieces, making it impossible to hatch new Scout Ants; Secondly, each shelling will bring with it a few soldier ants that monitor the target. Under the influence of one another, more than 30 scout ant ants quickly died. Without the support of the soldier ants, Iron Slag had to be repatriated to the Thunderfire Type, and then took Makichizuru back to the shelter in the center of the camp.

At this time, Wang Hu was directing the landing crew and transport workers to set up a temporary defensive line. The scene was in full swing, and the Marines cleared the shrubs and ferns around the camp, and pulled up barbed wire between the trunks of the trees; Workers dug up the earth along the perimeter of the barbed wire, then packed it in burlap bags and piled it up into a low wall.

After hours of hard work, before dark, the group finally finished their work. This temporary line of defence was divided into three rings, with a trench in the outermost ring, barbed wire in the middle, and a bunker wall in the inner ring. The bunker wall, made up of eight woodcarts and burlap bags filled with dirt, was about a meter high and was somewhat resistant to the onslaught of stinging insects and swarms. After the defense line was established, everyone was visibly relieved. For now, at least, they don't have to worry about a frog popping out of their tent in the middle of the night and biting their throats silently.

After dinner, Tie Slag called Wang Hu, Mu Qianhe, Ju Amu and other three people and told them their plans. He planned to enter the lost area of the satellite signal alone to find the specific location of the satellite communication node. Wang Hu immediately objected, he believed that Tie Slag, as the head of the regiment, should not be in danger.

Mu Qianhe didn't speak, just looked at the iron slag quietly. The young man in front of her became more and more mysterious, and when she shelled today, she only knew the angle and distance of the attack, but she did not know what the specific target was. She speculated that Iron Slag might have some special means of detection to detect creatures out of sight. Otherwise, he could not have wasted so many shells.

And Ju Amu seemed to be very confident in the iron slag, and only said: "Brother Tie has any arrangements, just command." Then he bowed his head and said no more. Iron Slag explained to Wang Hu that he was familiar with the habits of bee ant colonies and was used to acting alone, so Wang Hu did not have to worry.

Since the head of the regiment insisted, the deputy head naturally did not say anything more. The next morning, after a night's rest, the iron slag regained most of his strength. With his weapon on his back, he went into the depths of the jungle alone. Ten minutes later, according to his memories of yesterday, he found two cries lurking hundreds of meters away.

At the moment of meeting, Iron Slag raised his shotgun and blasted one away, then killed the other with a single-edged straight sword, and then hatched more than a dozen scout ants through the corpses of these two cries. With the help of these eyeliners, Iron Slag quickly found other cries, which hatched more Scout ants.

Three hours later, hundreds of scout ants were scattered within 1,200 meters of the iron slag circle. They roam around, reflecting the situation of the entire jungle into the minds of Iron Slag. The iron slag walked slowly, taking in every grass and tree in the jungle. When he encounters a stinging worm, he bypasses it, and when he encounters a frog, he steps forward to kill it. Since the scout ant's lifespan is only 60 minutes at most, he must constantly find and kill the frogs in order to keep the army running.

However, as he descended into the jungle, the problem was solved, as the number of frogs and stinging insects grew. Before dark, he collected some of the corpses of the cries, piled them up, and then climbed the canopy to rest. At dawn, he hatched an army of soldiers from the corpses of the cries and continued on his way.

Around noon, he entered a special area. There are groups of frogs and stinging insects in this area, and there is no lone one one at all. After some observation, the iron slag found that they would follow a certain route, as if they were patrolling. Unlike those encountered before, the frogs and stinging insects here seem to possess no less intelligence than humans.

According to the knowledge in the textbook, only the "Abyssal Queen", "Abyss Queen" and "Abyss Master" have intelligence in the bee ant colony, and they can use overclocked brainwaves to command the swarm of the same source. At present, bee ant colonies are the number one enemy of humans. These creatures from the abyss possess great vitality and adaptability. They can be found in all planes, especially in Desert Five, where they occupy a large area. Fortunately, the Dark Jungle does not have the "spirit ore" and "black oil" they need to hatch advanced lifeforms. Here, the queen bee and queen can only hatch basic combat units, namely the Frog, Stinger, Crypt Worker Ant, Crypt Worker Bee, and Abyss Master.

Upon entering the area, the iron slag cautiously proceeded. He didn't go far before he "saw" a huge black silkworm lying on the high ground more than a thousand meters away. Iron Slag's heart moved, and he divided out about twenty scout ant ants and surrounded the black beetle worm from all directions. Ants have a different line of sight than humans, so they have to look at them from multiple angles to see the whole picture.

After a few moments, the iron slag's vision became clear. This giant black beetle is the "Lord of the Abyss", the "brain" of the thrives and stinging insects in this area. After seeing the situation clearly, Iron Slag hesitated for a moment and decided to leave first. After all, he was weak, and it was a bit difficult to deal with so many cries and stinging insects.

However, just as he wanted to leave, a cylindrical object more than ten meters high suddenly appeared in his mind. From the outline, the top of the object is a pot-shaped satellite receiver.

While discovering the target, Iron Slag stopped, then climbed a large tree, took out the Psionic Warrior Rifle, stuffed it with empty bullets, pushed up the safety bolt, and began to recharge. He was ready to take a gamble that if he could kill the Lord of the Abyss, the cries and stinging insects around him would lose their intelligence and turn back into lower animals that relied on instinct. When that happens, he'll be able to break them one by one.

After a few seconds, the sand converged, gradually filling up with empty bullets.