Chapter 606 Spores
Vera III is not just jungle. In fact, there are many rivers and drier plateaus divided between different jungles.
In order to expand the scope of reconnaissance and early warning, Armin decided to lead the team to a higher place.
“Understood, sir.”
Armin said into the communicator:
"We will continue to detect the enemy's actions."
When the recruit company commander turned off his communicator, Bahram was waiting expectantly, and then Armin, dressed in silver-gray armor, walked slowly across the grass. A team of recruits is waiting there.
"Are there new orders for us?"
Hao Mo asked excitedly. The last battle with the greenskins, in his words, was - even the warm-up level. Neither can be achieved.
"No, we have to continue patrolling the outside of the battlefield. The chapter leader has just eliminated a large group of greenskins, but there may still be some wandering greenskin troops nearby heading towards the jungle canyon."
"But. We haven't encountered a greenskin for half an hour."
"Don't you think this is an excellent opportunity to test your reconnaissance skills? When you become After becoming a formal battle brother, you must obey the discipline to perform certain tedious but necessary tasks. Maybe you are more willing to perform something else, a more honorable order?"
Armin glared at Hauma.
"Remember, recruits, orders are not to be read! They need to be followed, remember that."
They made their way up from the rainforest to the dry, rocky highlands on the east side Giving way to a gentle slope at the base of the dormant volcano, the recruits followed the road to higher altitudes, crossing many gravel beaches on the way.
Low-hanging clouds swept over the mountainside, giving everything the color of slate.
Bahram could even hear the chirping of birds and the rustling of other animals feeding, and the buzzing of insects across the tops of the grass - even as an Astarte. For a long time, he was often surprised by his keen senses.
There is often a brief westerly breeze blowing gently, and on the leeward side of the rock shelter, thorny shrubs grow irregularly.
From time to time he could smell a smell dissipating in the air, the corpses of those who had lost their fangs and claws in order to survive were rotting.
The edges of the road are littered with debris left by the greenskins: piles of dung, abandoned bones and food scraps, broken teeth, rotten leather, and various other rags of unknown origin and purpose.
In a sense, the road itself is a scar left by the greenskins—the tracks of heavy footprints and hooves have pockmarked its surface and even caused cave-ins in some places.
The smell of green leather is everywhere here. It lingers in the air for a long time, rushes into the nose, and sticks to clothes.
Suddenly, Armin smelled something emitting a foul smell in the distance, so he waved the recruits off the road and headed north to find the source of the smell.
"Report to the company commander, something has been discovered!"
A few hundred meters away from the wide-grained rock, Haomo sent a signal that he had found something.
Oscar and Zod stood on both sides with their sniper rifles on guard, while the others went to investigate the grass.
This place has been trampled by many boots, no doubt a group of greenskins passed through here.
Over the next few minutes, Armin discovered a green-skinned corpse, face down on the grass, insects buzzing around it.
Except for a few pieces of leather, the body has been stripped naked. In addition to various tattoos, the exposed skin on the arms and back is also covered with more than a dozen bloody wounds. It seems that this green-skinned head was attacked by many enemies. .
“It stinks.”
Armin turned the alien over with his feet in disgust, and a stench instantly gushed out from its chest and abdomen, causing the recruits to turn around in disgust.
"Look at this!"
Armin snapped, and the recruits obeyed, covering their mouths and noses with their hands.
"What did you see?"
The recruits hesitantly gathered around the body.
"It's dead."
Hao Mo spoke boldly. "Are you sure?"
Armin stared at him and asked.
“Yes, although the vitality of the green skin is very tough, it has begun to fester. The investigation report on alien biology states that the wounds of the living green skin will not be infected, and there is a certain substance in their blood. Plants can stop gangrene and other blood poisoning, and they can even expose wounds directly to strong radiation, which is one of the reasons why they are such dangerous enemies, they can survive in almost any environment without fear of injury."
"Very good."
Armin looked at the others again.
"Anything else?"
"Its teeth are missing."
Robin spoke up, and the recruit bent down close to the creature's face and pulled its lips apart, exposing its bare gums.
"Not even a tooth is left."
"Then who took the tooth?"
"The greenskins have no economy and no concept of currency, but they still have transactions. , apart from bartering, their most commonly used equivalent is teeth."
Robin answered calmly.
“And all the weapons on it were stripped away. In addition, it looked like it had been killed, rather than being plundered after it fell down and died.”
"There is a layer of strange substance on the wound."
Bahram continued, he took out a short knife and scraped a layer of stuff from the wound on the green leather chest, and the white fibrous substance immediately stuck to the blade.
“Spores.”
Armin nodded in approval of Bahram’s discovery.
“You will find it on all dead green-skinned creatures, whether they are two-legged or four-legged. Once these spores seep into the earth, there will be hundreds of times more spores in the next year than now. Green skins, this is the real reason why green skins can become a nuisance to the galaxy! Therefore, the bodies of green skins must be burned to ensure that the spores will not spread!
"Are these spores green-skinned tissue cells, or reproductive products similar to plant pollen?"
A recruit asked.
But Armin did not answer, but looked at the winding road through the trampled grass.
Maybe it was the greenskins, or a group of orcs, who wandered here and were attacked.
After the robbery, the survivors returned to the main force, which may have some important meaning.
"Continue to patrol eastward. We will follow this road until dark."
"What are these spores for, company commander?"
When the team passed through an uneven terrain When waist deep in the grass, the recruit asked again.
"I don't know, I'm not a biological sage."
Armin replied impatiently.
"But one thing is for sure, the aliens reproduce in various ways, and it will always be necessary to eradicate the traces of their existence after victory: their corpses, their buildings, their weapons, their Culture! Only by completely destroying these will we not bring regrets to the future. Do you understand?”
“Understood!”
The recruit then looked at the dead green skin with disgust. One glance.
When the clouds covered the sun, their team set off again.
(End of this chapter)