Chapter 489: Small town in the morning

In the vast expanse of fields, a group of messengers aliens are running swiftly in the tall green indica field.
Food is indispensable on any planet, and the soil quality of the Blue Star is not very good under the deteriorating environment. Therefore, the green indica with high vitality and high yield has become one of the few choices.
The taste is very rough and rough, but it can't stand the high yield of indica. Bluestar is one of the few fertile fields, and the green indica produced is enough for everyone on Bluestar to consume.
The green indica is very tall, comparable to the stalks of the earth.
With the support of genetic technology, green indica is not comparable to the earth’s buds.
On the stalks of human infants’ arms, there are tufts of fruit-filled ears at equal and symmetrical distances. There are more than a dozen ears on a single green indica, which makes people feel the joy of harvest.
Of course, Alien doesn't care about these.
Although they don’t mind swallowing some plant belly when they lack carnivorous food, they have not yet mixed up to that point on the Blue Star-the number of creatures on this planet, including humans, crocodile people, and land and sea creatures, is far from that of the earth. Comparable.
"hiss……"
After running for nearly a hundred kilometers in a row, these messengers didn't feel tired, but they kept running at the fastest speed for a long time, and the energy accumulated in their bodies was almost exhausted.
When one of the leading messengers suddenly let out a low hiss, all the messengers changed directions behind it and ran towards a small town not far away.
The small town is like a ghost domain, dead silent in the early morning mist.
A gust of wind blew, and in the "sweet" sky of indica, this team of about thirty messengers stepped onto the road of the town.
Dried blood from the big stall can be seen everywhere on the streets and walls of the town.
The shells left by primitive fire weapons, the burn holes left by laser weapons. Overturned vehicles, scorched black left after the fire, broken walls everywhere...
Everyone was talking. What happened here not long ago.
All kinds of tiny bugs, ignoring the appearance of aliens, crawled around "rustlingly".
The only thing is weird. No corpse was seen.
Obviously, this place has not experienced the baptism of war, but has been washed by aliens.
This team of messengers is here to find more hosts, or food.
However, they were not disappointed because they rushed into the air. On the contrary, after the leading messenger uttered an inaudible low hiss, all the messenger aliens cautiously dispersed, and soon disappeared in the complete or broken building. in.
"Don't move."
Just as the messenger's front foot approached the town. In the small castle in the middle of the town, which originally belonged to the crocodile man and the town official kept intact, a human voice rang.
His voice sounded, and the alligators who were eating breakfast silently in the castle hall stopped moving.
Even a crocodile man who had just stuffed the tableware into his mouth maintained this action, still with the sweet and nutritious soup flowing from his mouth.
These are not ordinary crocodile soldiers, but like the Royal Guard of the Silver Dragon Empire, they belong to the most elite crocodile soldiers around the leader.
On earth, this type of soldier is more accustomed to being called a special soldier.
These crocodile men are just like that, individual powerful force, the most advanced equipment. The strictest discipline creates elites.
"All retreat to the hall, fast. Try not to make any movement."
Qi Fei slowly put down the cutlery in his hand, gestured to the other crocodile who was staring at him to move closer to him as carefully as possible, and at the same time issued a command to the crocodile who was on guard inside and outside the castle through the communicator.
On the high platform of the castle, at the door outside the castle, several crocodile men who acted as guards retracted their weapons, arched their bodies and quickly retreated towards the castle hall.
In just ten seconds, the more than thirty crocodiles inside and outside the castle had all returned to the hall.
The body of the crocodile is already tall, and the area of ​​the castle hall itself is not large, the thirty or so heavily armed crocodile is almost squeezed into a group.
Questions flashed in the minds of several crocodiles. But thinking of the reliance and trust of the leader and the "star general" Zhifei, they immediately dispelled their doubts.
Obviously something went wrong. On the current Blue Star, a situation means that a strange beast has appeared.
So squeezed into a ball. If the alien attacked, it would be simply catching turtles in the urn. These crocodile elites estimated that they would not even dare to fire their weapons-doing so would only hurt or kill their companions.
"You, go to the corner of the hall and continue to eat."
Qi Fei whispered, and at the same time stretched his finger to the crocodile man near a corner of the hall.
When they left the home planet, the leader gave them the order to absolutely obey Qi Fei’s order. The crocodile could probably guess what role Qi Fei wanted to play. It didn’t hesitate to pick up the food on the table and walked to the corner. , Ate slowly.
"Turn off all communication equipment, maintain absolute silence, and don't make any movements."
Qi Fei's low voice sounded, and all the crocodile people realized to their horror that his voice was not ringing in their ears at all, but directly in their own minds.
"Spiritual communication can also cover everyone at the same time like information broadcasting!"
Most crocodiles rarely involve mental power, and even these special forces have only been trained for mental charm and attack. In their opinion, the hand that Qi Fei just exposed is enough to shock them.
But in an instant, those crocodile men who could still see the entrance of the hall or a few passages were no longer shocked, all of their eyes widened.
At the entrance of the hall, a messenger alien who looked very thin compared to a crocodile slowly showed his head.
Saliva dripped from the trembling giant kiss. As soon as the messenger alien appeared, he slowly spit out a sigh of relief at the crocodile man who was eating in a corner not far away.
Immediately afterwards, more messenger aliens appeared in the hall, as well as the doors and passages upstairs, the back kitchen and other rooms.
When the messenger aliens began to emerge from the vent pipe on the ceiling and walked upside down on the ceiling, all the crocodiles noticed their appearance, each of them widened their eyes with incredible expressions.
These crocodiles finally understood why the Blue Star would completely fall in such a short period of time.
There was no aura at all, and there was no sound.
These messenger aliens are like the ghosts of the ancient legends of the home planet, appearing silently out of thin air.
All the crocodiles couldn’t help squeezing the weapons in their hands, whether they were long-range weapons similar to firearms, or the handles of cold weapons inserted around their waists, although they didn’t understand why Qi Fei made such a seemingly stupid decision. We are ready to go hand in hand and fight in blood.
"Don't do anything, let alone try to attack first, they can't see us."
The tension and irritation stirred the nerves of all the crocodiles, and at this moment, Qi Fei's calm voice rang in their minds again.