Corrosion
Under the stunned gaze of a group of Meto soldiers, the Evil Eagle flapped its wings twice and rose back into the air. Then it seemed to gradually become transparent before finally disappearing into the air.
"What amazing stealth technology!" The soldiers were only shocked by the power of the Evil Eagle, but the commander saw much more. With such stealth technology, it was no wonder they hadn't been able to detect the Zerg. Now that he thought about it, perhaps the Zerg had always been right beside them, they just didn't know it.
He looked around. In the night sky, the brightness of the flares had begun to wane, and the sky above remained pitch black. Perhaps there, countless Zerg were silently watching them.
They are like gladiators in an arena, fighting desperately to please the Zerg. And if anything not on the list appears, they will show up and forcibly intervene, just like before.
Although the appearance of the Evil Eagle disrupted the attack rhythm of the Meto soldiers, the Zerg side was not affected in the slightest. While the Meto soldiers were stunned, the area that had just been cleared by missiles was reclaimed by the Raider, who let out sharp screechs and rushed towards the outpost.
"This will only lead to certain death." Commander Meto realized this. "Send the video back to headquarters and have them send more troops. We need support, massive support!"
Unfortunately, he thought the Zerg were only attacking his Outpost, but little did he know that the Zerg had already launched a full-scale attack, and all the bases and defense zones were currently preoccupied with their own defenses.
In reality, the wave of Swarm Insect Empress few days ago was far from enough to cause a global war like this, but LKDW262 was too close to the Swarm territory.
More than a hundred years ago, this place was already invaded by the Swarm's Micro-Seed Project, and the Swarm's shape had long been formed deep within the planet.
This is why so many elite troops are involved. Stalker alone, from its Larva to maturity, undergoes about ten molts, which cannot be completed in a short time.
"Sir, the higher-ups say that we're under attack from the Zerg all over the world, and we don't have enough troops to support us. They told us to figure it out ourselves!" The liaison officer quickly informed the commander of the situation.
"Damn it!" the commander cursed. Although the situation here seemed manageable for now, knowing the threat in the sky, he knew that the current situation was like walking a tightrope, and collapse could happen in an instant.
But sometimes, the things you least want to happen are the things that happen. When the Meto soldiers came to their senses and fired again, the Evil Eagle did not reappear, but another type of Zerg unit appeared instead.
This is a flying unit, Cannon Bug version of Flying Bug, small in size, only about twenty centimeters long. Its small size means it is inexpensive to produce.
Therefore, when they appear in the air, their numbers are astonishing.
This Cannon Bug's upper body is similar to that of an ordinary Flying Bug, but instead of a stinger, it has a telescopic tube-like structure at its tail.
The tube contracts and compresses, then releases instantly, ejecting a small, orange-yellow ball only one centimeter in diameter. The ball's exterior is a gelatinous substance, but its interior contains a highly corrosive venom.
Although the "shells" were small, their sheer number somewhat compensated for this deficiency. The Meto soldiers were already under attack as soon as they discovered them.
This was a saturation attack from the air to the ground, with countless orange spheres raining down from the sky. The spheres exploded instantly upon impact with their targets, but the gelatinous substance on their surfaces had extremely strong adhesion, ensuring that even after the "projectiles" exploded, they did not detach from their targets but remained firmly attached to them.
When the toxic plasma inside comes into contact with air, it reacts with the gelatinous substance to form a new type of toxin that inherits the characteristics of both substances. It is not only highly corrosive but also highly adhesive.
The newly generated toxins immediately began to work; wherever the Meto soldiers' protective suits and weapons came into contact with the venom, white smoke visibly billowed out.
"Watch out! Teams three and four, get rid of whatever's in the sky!" the commander shouted. The Meto protective suits were of good quality, fire-resistant, waterproof, and corrosion-resistant, so the mere toxins were no problem for them. However, the white smoke was a bit of a nuisance, and the gelatinous toxins were colored; once they hit the goggles, they couldn't be wiped off and severely impaired visibility.
Upon receiving the order, the Meto soldiers raised their guns and fired at the Cannon Bug in the air, but there were simply too many of them, and even if some were shot down, they did not seem to decrease in number at all.
Several soldiers brought over flamethrowers, and huge columns of fire shot into the sky. Caught off guard, several of the Cannon Bug were grazed by the flames, their relatively delicate wings severely damaged. They fell from the sky, sparks flying, and crashed to the ground, struggling in pain.
Upon seeing this, the Meto soldiers, their faces flushed, shouted excitedly, "Haha, die! You trash!" while simultaneously maneuvering their flamethrowers to sweep left and right.
Unfortunately, the Cannon Bug had already realized what was happening and increased their altitude. With the flamethrower's pitiful elevation range, it was no match for them.
The soldiers had no choice but to pick up their regular firearms again and fire at the Cannon Bug. However, when they fired with their heads tilted back, their goggles were at the optimal angle of attack, and a saturation round of fire blinded them. The soldiers dared not remove their helmets, as their skin offered no protection against corrosion.
They underestimated the Zerg. Even the mass-produced Cannon Bug fodder, the cannon worms, carry a considerable amount of toxins.
The soldier who was firing at the Raider suddenly had his weapon explode, the blast knocking him back a step. Fortunately, he was wearing a full-body protective suit and was not seriously injured.
He muttered something as he retreated to the back, grabbed another weapon, and returned. The equipment of the Meto Army hadn't been updated in a long time; these weapons were all antiques. Even with the best maintenance, malfunctions were quite normal under high-intensity firing. Fortunately, there were enough of these weapons; if one broke, it could simply be replaced.
This malfunction seemed to be a signal, with weapons exploding one after another. This anomaly caught the commander's attention. The Meto system was strict, and the military factory would never dare to cut corners on weapons. These weapons were a bit old, but with proper maintenance, the failure rate could not possibly be as high as it was now.
The observant commander picked up the broken weapon and saw that it was covered in orange-yellow poison. He wiped it with his hand and discovered that the weapon was already riddled with holes from corrosion. With the high-intensity firing, it was no wonder that it had been exploding one after another.
These poisons are really that potent?
If even sturdy weapons can be corroded like this, then even targeted protective suits are not foolproof.
Looking at the orange stains on his body, which were emitting white smoke, the commander realized a new crisis was brewing.
Thank you Barbarian King with Ultimate, for the generous donation of 100 Qidian Coins.