After a brief rest, everyone continued on their journey. Re-orienting, he headed for the whiskey base marked on the hologram.

On the way to drive, they often encounter some dangerous areas, such as ionization explosion frequent areas, canyon ground fissure areas, earthquake-prone areas, etc., so the straight-line distance clearly marked on the map is only three or four hundred kilometers, and Qin Fen and the others spent three hours before they could reach it. On the way, I encountered several protozoa that looked like they were supposed to be walking and foraging, which was an eye-opener.

In line with the principle of "people don't offend me, I don't offend people" (the key is that there is not so much time and energy), Qin Fen and others did not provoke these native animals. Along the way, they even spotted a giant cantharid, similar to the fire-breathing insect they had encountered earlier, but the protozoan was docile, lying in the shade in a crack in the ground, eating herbs with red rhizomes and a black moss.

After galloping nearly 100 kilometers again, the group finally arrived at Douglas Plains, less than 50 kilometers away from the location where the whisky troops had established a mining base. Rao is a two-person adventurer physique after a long bump in the road is also a little unbearable, physical fatigue can be ignored, but mental fatigue is inevitable. Coupled with the fact that it would take at most half an hour to reach the unknown whiskey base, the rapid march was likely to cause the GIs hired to help to suffer from problems such as lack of concentration and declining combat power, so everyone got out of the car to drink saliva and catch their breath.

The Douglas Plains is quite vast, with gentle undulations, and the setting sun is slanting in the west, spreading a layer of broken golden light on the ground. Kicking away a layer of fine sand that lay on the ground, you can see a black, slightly damp dirt underneath.

At this time, a whirlwind blew, and the coolness brought by it temporarily dispelled the stuffiness. The werewolf scientist suddenly frowned and said:

"Boss, I smell a very bad smell."

"What does it smell like? It seems to be ...... The smell of rotting meat? ”

The Titan also sniffled and raised his hand in one direction:

"It's in that direction, strange, how can there be a corpse decomposing? Those scavenging zergs have noses that are no worse than dogs, and in the harsh living environment, there should be no waste of food. ”

Qin Fen groaned:

"It's only fifty kilometers away from the missing whiskey troops, and now it's in an unusual situation, so it seems that we need to investigate."

Everyone nodded yes, picked up their weapons, and walked out of about a kilometer following the smell, and suddenly their eyes widened, and on the vast Gobi Desert in front of them, a deep ravine with no head or tail visible at all appeared! It was like a great scar across the plains, tearing the earth apart. At least 100 meters wide, the ravine was dark, eerie, and terrifying, and still rocky, but plants such as mosses should grow in places where the sun doesn't shine.

As the distance narrowed, the stench wafting in the air became more and more intense, almost to the point of lingering, and everyone couldn't help but reach out and cover their mouths and noses, and strode to the edge of the rift. The pupils suddenly contracted - at the bottom of the rift, less than a kilometer away, there was a large piece of stump and flesh!

However, the target of this massacre was not humans, but at least hundreds or thousands of zergs. Their carcasses have probably been piled up here for more than twenty-four hours, so naturally they began to decay in the heat of the desert Gobi. The foul smell wafted far away under the wind that passed through the canyon, and it was only then that the crowd was drawn in.

There was a look of shock in everyone's eyes, and the werewolf scientist pointed to the Zerg sapper below whose head had been torn off alive and said:

"Chief, as a senior clinician, I can responsibly tell you that it is absolutely impossible for a human weapon or attack to cause such a jagged wound."

Qin Fen's pupils contracted slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's a claw-scratching and vigorously biting wound!"

Seeing such a strange scene, the adventurers naturally became cautious. Use the communicator to get the remaining soldiers over, and have the driver turn up the Vulture Hovercar to the maximum power, ready to turn around and run away at any moment. At the same time, people drove a hovercar around the battlefield in a large circle to watch the movement, and after confirming that there was no abnormal movement, everyone jumped out of the car and put on combat uniforms, and then leaned over vigilantly.

Then the group began to climb down the rim of the canyon, trying to find out why this terrible battle had happened and dissect the useful clues in it.

At the bottom of the canyon, the strange stench of decomposing corpses was so strong that the wind could not disperse. Ordinary people may even faint after sniffing. The gravel forest at the bottom of the canyon can be said to be piled up with all kinds of strange-shaped insect corpses. The dark purple bodily fluids even converged into pools of disgusting blood, so thick that even the dry Gobi Desert could not absorb and dry it.

And because of the moisture of these zerg flesh and blood, many plants at the bottom of the canyon have woken up from the petrified suspended animation, stretching their fat leaves, trying to absorb blood and nutrients. On the battlefield of death and blood, it actually presents an indescribable vitality, giving people a rather weird and terrifying feeling.

When everyone checked carefully, they found that the insects they were fighting looked very similar in appearance, but they were actually divided into two species, red and black, and it was obvious that two different Zerg populations had a dispute.

The Titan hid behind a rock and observed for a long time before giving Qin Fen and the others a gesture to disarm the alarm and said:

"Safety!"

"This battle should have taken place twenty-four hours ago, and roughly it should have been two Zerg forces fighting each other."

Everyone walked to the edge of the battlefield, and the more they looked, the more frightened they became. Because there were no traces of bullet strafing or artillery bombardment on the corpses of these zergs, all the scars that could be seen were miserable lacerations that opened and closed, and the mess after acid corrosion. What's even more surprising is that there are large scorch marks on the ground with a radius of hundreds of square meters, a large number of insects are carbonized in the scorch marks, and even some shiny quartz particles can be seen on the scorched ground, which shows that the temperature of the incineration has reached an alarming level, so that the sand has been melted to form crystals.

Adventurers will naturally be familiar with this scene, in fact, during the landing battle half a day ago, everyone had seen the power of this flame torrent, which was the ultimate killer of the fire-breathing tank bug.

The young man named Shoko in the pioneer team muttered:

"From the current clues, what is happening here should be an infighting between the Zerg......"

Qin Fen's eyes flashed, and he said:

"There is a ninety percent chance that this speculation will be true, but what we need to figure out now is whether this battle is related to the Whiskey forces that have lost contact."

Qin Fen has seen the background/scenery of this planet. Obviously, when humans encounter the Zerg, most of the two sides will fight, after all, it is a foreign invasion, and there has never been a precedent for peaceful communication. However, if there is no alien race, the interior of the Zerg will begin to look separated, and there is a sense of fighting for each other, obviously expecting the other party to hit the street as soon as possible.

This is actually easy to understand - the evolution direction of the Zerg is based on combat, whether it is sharp minions or hard carapaces. If there had been no fighting with each other, it would not have evolved like this. Under the premise of the laws of nature, everywhere is natural selection, and the survival of the fittest.

In fact, if you consider the degree of evolution of a carbon-based organism, the Futu Tower has put forward the following criteria:

Cell viability: The vitality of a single cell, which is expressed in the form of the speed of recovery after injury, and the speed of metabolism.

Neurotransmission efficiency: The efficient surname of the nervous system.

Energy system efficiency: The energy supply of the human body depends on the blood to transport oxygen and energy to all parts of the body, but this way of transmission is relatively primitive and backward. The energy system of an organism, including the energy core, transmission efficiency, conversion ratio, etc., directly affects the activity and sustainability of the organism.

Special Differentiation Organs: There have always been two lines of thought in the Futu Tower, that is, whether simple things are more powerful or complex things are more powerful. By far the majority of people believe that the more evolved a creature is, the more complex it becomes. Each organ of carbon-based organisms has a definite role, different organs make up different systems, and different systems work together to make up our body. The Futu Tower, on the other hand, uses the degree of differentiation and functional caste of organs to judge the degree of evolution of an organism.

So to some extent, these bugs have clearly surpassed humans by too much in terms of physical/physical evolution. Without the use of weapons and one-on-one hand-to-hand combat, even if the world-class boxing champion Tyson comes, it is very likely that he will not be the opponent of a lowest-level Zerg sapper.

-- The two have completely different evolutionary directions.

Humans have chosen the path of flesh/body enjoyment, while the Zerg have chosen the path of fighting evolution.