Chapter 1179: The ending of the Star Fleet

The burning smoke is increasing.
When the patient on the operating table stopped convulsing and finally died, the metal operating table underneath him, who had been melted through by the corroded blood, began to corrode again.
There is also a mechanical bionic hand, half of the flexible mechanical fingers stained with special-shaped blood are left.
And still at the corroded metal joints, wherever the dripping mucus drops, light smoke will be emitted.
At this time, the continuous screams stopped abruptly.
The other doctors and doctors who scattered in horror looked at the hapless doctor who fell on the ground, and their faces were filled with deep bone marrow fear.
Death is not terrible.
But this hapless medical officer, his death was accompanied by extreme pain that no one else could imagine.
Has lost face, even lost face.
The alien blood sprayed on his face completely melted his face through.
Not only the face, but also his hands.
He didn't know what kind of pain he had endured, and he seemed to want to tear his face off his head. After his hands were filled with corrosive liquid, one opponent was left with only half of his hind palm, with no fingers.
In the huge medical cabin, it seems that the screams of the medical and health care and the terrifying neighs of the alien larvae are still echoing.
After a long while, Torniga stood up.
The fear on his face faded, and he was refreshed. He looked at the monitor above the operating table and solemnly said: "I still want to try again. Maybe the anesthesia dose is not enough. If the dose is increased, the patient and the alien may be parasitic. The body is anesthetized together, so there should be no accidents during the peeling process."
"It's useless, I have tried it."
An obviously painful voice sounded on the medical public channel.
"I am Medical Officer Jem. I just tried it on the frigate No. 1. The anesthetic dose has reached the extreme that our people can bear. If you increase it, it will kill them, but the alien parasites are still in the place I am going to strip. Time to wake up."
"I stripped it purely by hand. At the moment I did it, the alien parasite bit out a few holes in the patient's heart, and then simply broke his neck."
"The strong corrosive blood ruined my right hand, and it also destroyed a standard operating table."
"Captain, no matter what countermeasures you have, I suggest you decide now."
"It is unrealistic to want to remove the abnormal parasites through surgery."
"Even if we are lucky to succeed in a few of the ten cases, although I don't know how many people are parasitized now, it is probably too late."
"Because you and I know very well, even if we control the parasitized tribesmen not to eat, and there are enough dormancy chambers to freeze them, the aliens will still be born after a few long hours."
"It's meaningless to save."
Having said this, Medical Officer Jem simply ended the communication locally.
Turning off the medical cabin picture on the light screen, Mark leaned back in his chair.
On the huge light screen, more pictures popped up automatically, making the expression of pain on his face more distorted.
There was no one in the main control cabin of the main ship.
For fear of the parasitic desperate tribesmen making irrational actions, Mark had long ordered that the key main control compartment be emptied, and the brain system automatically controlled it.
There was chaos in the aisles of different cabins.
Some people rushed to the medical cabin in fear and gathered at the door. They did not understand the truth, anxiously waiting for the doctors and medical officers to strip the alien parasites in their bodies.
The order is not completely chaotic yet, but it almost collapses.
Compared with those of the clansmen who are still sensible, in more areas of the warship, the situation is moving in a direction that Mark does not want to see.
In the kitchen cabin, the originally neat and clean cabin was in a mess.
As if seeing something, the chef insisted on purifying the spray and sprayed the food accumulated in the corner of the cabin non-stop.
On the huge kitchen table on him lay several corpses.
Those are all the kitchen workers under his hand, all of whom have been smashed.
The blood stained the table top, but it was still ticking along the kitchen table.
On the landing platform, under the close monitoring of the mechanical warriors, no one can approach a large number of mechas and fighters without permission.
At the corner of the landing platform, a soldier used a portable scanner to confirm the presence of alien larvae in his body. He calmly took out the soldier dagger, and after injecting himself with a small amount of analgesic, he opened it calmly. Up his chest.
Naturally, his operation cannot be successful.
After a sharp neighing sound, he jumped up suddenly, and then fell heavily.
The convulsions twitched for a moment, and he stopped moving.
People who leave last words to the recorder or smiling or crying, people who are looking at the bulkhead or looking at the stars and whispering nervously, people who look down at their chests with fear, or people who take a knife and cut their chest open ...
In different areas of the main ship, scenes of tragic scenes were constantly unfolding.
"Captain, it's time."
"You should leave."
"An escape capsule is installed in this sealed cabin. As long as you have the highest authority, give an order, and the brain will open it."
"The message has been passed back."
"As long as you move in the direction of our Star Alliance uniting nations, you will encounter our fleet that should come to support."
"Please remember to tell them everything clearly when you see the support fleet."
"Until we have no way to deal with the Alien Face Hug, don't enter the small universe again."
"Because even if we go in and kill all the aliens, we will use our bodies to breed more aliens."
Standing behind the captain, Hami said seriously.
"Haha...Hami, do you think I will leave?"
"The Star Fleet is destroyed, do you think my captain has the face to survive?"
"Hami, in such a situation, no matter how our people are reluctant to bear the Star Fleet, they can only order the destruction of all our warships."
"Also, the support fleet will not appear."
"At least until they can't deal with the Alien Face-Bug, there won't be any more support fleets."
Mark smiled again, with a crying expression on his face.
"I have thought about the ending of the Star Fleet. I have thought about it for many years."
"I always thought that the Star Fleet would either end up heroically on the battlefield or slowly decay in the empty space base."
"However, I never imagined that the Star Fleet, the Star Clan and even the most powerful fleet of the Star Alliance and the United Nations, will eventually end up exploding."
At this point, Mark laughed.
He was obviously smiling, but his face burst into tears.
Standing quietly behind the captain, Hami said nothing.
Until the captain gave the command to attack the Zhineng terminal, he watched the flagship battleship vent its fierce gunfire towards his battleship, and watched the battleships with their energy shields exploded. This young man The liaison officer closed his painful eyes.