Alien Infestation

The Aliens launched suicidal attacks, but before they could get close, they were all blasted into pieces, leaving soldiers to search through metal scraps for flesh.

As for their corrosive fluid attacks, snipers were waiting to pick them off. The military had gone all out, deploying dozens of snipers armed with anti-materiel rifles and ordering them to kill any Alien the moment it appeared. That corrosive fluid was enough to make anyone's scalp crawl; it could melt steel in an instant.

The researchers collecting samples discovered that the corrosive fluid could even eat through test tubes. They tried dozens of materials to contain it, all without success.

The military naturally had to guard against something so dangerous.

From the battle in daylight through the night, the Aliens came wave after wave and came up with a new tactic: maim one of their own, then throw it out.

One corrosive-fluid Xenomorph bomb after another was detected and intercepted in midair by the air-defense systems, splattering corrosive fluid everywhere. Not a single Xenomorph bomb managed to break through the wall of fire and aerial interception.

Still, their front line had advanced considerably. This tactic was the main reason: while the corrosive fluid could not reach them directly, it could still destroy their positions and weapons. Without a material capable of resisting the corrosive fluid, the military could only keep retreating and contracting its defensive line.

The Air Force also found it difficult to support them. This was an urban battlefield; a single heavy bomb could easily kill their own people while killing the Aliens.

For now, the army grunts using tank cannons and blanket bombardment from howitzers was already the limit. The soldiers at the front had their ears ringing so badly they could not understand what their comrades were saying. Even if each American individual soldier's gear cost millions of USD and came with the best noise-canceling headsets, there was no way they could protect their hearing through bombardment like this.

Of course, the sheer number of Aliens also made the military consider sending the Air Force to bomb the rear, reducing the pressure on the army.

The blockade here seemed to be holding up well, but Chang Wei had already seen Antarctica being overrun by Aliens.

Besides the research stations operated by various powers, Antarctica also had some illegal elements.

It was not that drug traffickers had come here to conduct safe deals. They were after Antarctica's local specialty: penguins.

Products made from penguin fat were exceedingly rare luxury goods. They had become popular over a century ago, but were now illegal luxuries due to penguin protection efforts.

Yet that caused demand to surge, drawing in poachers who lacked the nerve to sell ice and powder or smuggle arms, but were willing to endure hardship and brave Antarctica's brutal environment.

After all, market demand meant more money.

At that moment, a poacher was hiding in a secret base in Antarctica.

Several poachers were resting there and rendering penguin fat. The number of penguins they had hunted in this secret base was shocking. They hung upside down from railings while their Captain, a genuine African burly man, argued with someone over a satellite phone.

"Fuck! Bitch! Shit! I'm telling you, we won't take one cent less this time, or we're done!"

"That's right! If you keep cutting the price, we'd rather dump all this penguin fat!"

"This is the most godforsaken place with the worst climate on Earth! We fucking risk freezing into ice blocks to come here for money—fucking big money! Not to do hard labor, you bitch!"

Others also shouted loudly, wanting the person on the other end of the line to understand their dissatisfaction.

They had only come to this godforsaken place in Antarctica to hunt penguins because the elephants in Africa were nearly extinct and ivory was no longer an option. They had to stay here year-round with no entertainment whatsoever. Wasn't it all to make big money?

While they were talking, they failed to notice a black shadow slipping into their base. Then the poacher sitting closest to the entrance vanished without even getting the chance to scream.

No one else noticed anything wrong. They were still passionately voicing their complaints, but as the Alien entered, the place suddenly became even more lively.

They hunted penguins and did not care whether the bodies remained intact, so they naturally had weapons. But when the poaching team's Captain fired his rifle at the monster and it emerged completely unscathed, he broke down.

"Monster!"

Besides penguins, Antarctica actually had such terrifying monsters?

He could not help regretting why he had left Africa for this godforsaken place.

Then the Alien pounced on him, and he knew nothing more.

It was not just this group of poachers that suffered. Whaling ships that had come to Antarctica met the same fate. A group of people doing fairly well for themselves had sailed out on whaling ships. This time, their haul had been good—they had caught over a hundred minke whales. But before they could celebrate for long, a group of Aliens climbed aboard.

"Aaaahhh!"

"Monster!!"

"Where are the Kamen Riders?"

"Ultraman and our tokusatsu heroes, come save us already!!!"

The Xenomorph Empress boarded the largest ship in the whaling fleet and began laying eggs once more. Before long, densely packed Alien eggs covered the entire vessel.