"Damn it! I can't move!" Zhao Qing felt his powered armor turn into a cage, and the last trace of hope in his heart shattered.
Only endless despair remained. He was just an ordinary mortal, someone who knew a little more than most.
He had been lucky enough to pass the test and be selected as captain by the higher-ups, but his clever mind could not let him conjure a weapon with his bare hands.
Something that defied common sense like that was called a dream. Knowledge could not let him float in midair without his feet touching the ground, either. That was called a superpower.
Nor could it help him understand what this bizarre substance actually was. Whatever it was, it was going to kill him...
His desire to survive made him pray that his Light Armor was tough enough, but the silver liquid blocked his vision and covered his entire body.
Like everyone else, Zhao Qing became a living statue. Countless wails erupted over the communications system.
Everyone aboard the warship was screaming. Every inch of the ship had been invaded!
The landing force commander's voice was there, too. What descent? What landing? What mission?
Open your eyes! At that very moment, the fully armed landing troops were all still inside the cabin, perfectly intact.
The Helium Warhead sat securely in the landing craft's central mounting slot, then was swallowed by the flowing substance!
The marines struggled, unwilling to die, but although the flowing liquid looked soft, it was extraordinarily hard.
Even wearing Infantry Combat Exoskeleton Armor, they could not break free of its restraints!
Zhao Qing heard a crack beside his ear. His helmet broke, cutting off communications, and a cool sensation crept through the gap onto the right side of his face.
He was terrified of