Zhang Qiang regarded the group of alien visitors coldly. He motioned for his younger sister-in-law, his assistant, to come over, then said to Alvin, "Leave it to us. I'll copy the information inside and send it to the Joint Command we've set up.
"If these fools say those things are 'cannon fodder,' then I'd guess that's exactly what they are."
Alvin smiled and nodded, handing the computer to the young woman named Zhi He.
Zhi He took the computer and fiddled with it for a moment, then pulled a transparent display out of it. She swiped across it twice, just like she was using an ordinary touchscreen computer, and found the video the other side had recorded.
The girl pursed her lips, muted the voices in the video, then watched it through at fast-forward. Afterward, she nodded to Zhang Qiang and said, "Sir, no problem. We can compare it with the data from that Kree ship we captured before.
"These things look very ordinary. They can barely even change direction while traveling.
"I personally think that, over a distance of 4.4 billion kilometers, they won't reach Earth in five months.
"The gravitational fields of the planets in the Solar System will limit their speed. I even doubt how many of them will still be left by the time they get near us."
Zhang Qiang frowned. "Don't use words like 'guess' or 'doubt.' Send the footage and data to research institutes around the world. We need an accurate assessment."
As he spoke, Zhang Qiang noticed Zhi He staring at the sharp-snouted, furry-faced raccoon, as if she wanted to go over and give him a couple of pets. The Gun Club bigwig said impatiently, "What's so interesting about a little alien monster? Hurry up and get to work."
Zhi He gave Rocket