With the intelligence of this group of giants, since they are desperately trying to defend this area, then the traction field must be here.
"Where is it?" Pegmont turned around and looked several times while running fast, but still didn't find it. And it stands to reason that he has been to this area before and wandered around again just now. It is impossible to miss something as big as the towing field.
"You must have accurate positioning first! Otherwise, how can you make a surprise attack? What if you accidentally hit the wrong position?" Pegmont thought, and his body suddenly turned sideways.
"He...he's back!" There was a sudden commotion in the large group of people who had stopped chasing.
Because they saw the pink human being, like a truck running at high speed, with dust rolled up by its rear wheels, and it suddenly drew an arc to the left.
"Block him!" Following the command issued by the Red Shoulder Group, the battle formation composed of five thousand sharp points expanded horizontally and quickly formed a semicircle.
At the same time, the warships cruising in the air also followed Pegmont's trajectory and began to move collectively.
"Ode!" Pegmont did not rush into the formation. He continued to run wildly, preparing to use his speed advantage to get around.
But, "Whoosh..." There was another burst of crazy collective howls, and from behind, about five thousand large spikes emerged from under the sand, forming another semicircle defensive formation.
At this point, on a plain somewhere on Mars, the large spikes formed a circle.
The area guarded by them is not big, but it is not small either.
"It turns out to be there." Based on this, the location can basically be locked, but it's just not accurate enough. Not being able to see it with my own eyes makes people feel uneasy.
"Looking at this situation, a big pit must have been dug and built underground. No wonder I can't see it. When did these stupid creatures become so smart?"
Pegmont continued to run, carrying sand and dust, rumbling like a train, and ran around the large pointed circle for three full circles... Unfortunately, the precise location of the traction field was still not found.
Without being able to see it, it is naturally impossible to know the progress of the construction of the traction field, and how many large spikes (especially the red shoulders) remaining at the edge of the traction field are still there, and how to deploy the defenses.
"Go to hell, I'll come back during the day." Running like this was not an option, and Pegmont felt sorry for the source energy block.
…………
It can't be seen even during the day.
During the day of the next day, Pegmount went to conduct reconnaissance in the early morning and at noon, but ultimately came back disappointed.
Those big spikes didn't move at all now. Even if Pegmont was circling outside and trying to seduce him, they wouldn't come out to attack. They would always maintain a circular defense there.
In addition, they also took advantage of the night to move all the empty spaceships that were redundant and unable to take off and arranged them in a full circle around the area.
The spaceship is huge, tall and thick, acting as a barrier for their defense like a city wall, and it also blocks Pegmont's sight.
"It's a pity that there are no mountains in that place... I can slowly move the stones by myself and build a mountain to observe, but in that case, they will definitely come and destroy it, right?"
"How about I dig a tunnel to get there?"
"Good idea, but the problem is that if I dig with the device on, my energy blocks will probably be almost used up by the time I get there. And if I dig without the device... I may have to dig until next month."
T-type mothership, Pegmont has found his temporary nest on Mars today. At this moment, the man is in the cockpit... spread out in front of him:
A combat knife that has been with him for many years. There are a few gaps in the blade due to long-term battles, but it does not affect the killing efficiency.
A communicator that might have been broken, but Pegmount was adamant that it wasn't.
A row of six concentrated source energy blocks dedicated to super combat power.
The only edible pieces of red shoulder meat were dried and hard meat, about the size of a fist.
...Except for a combat uniform that has not been washed for almost a year, and a set of tenth-generation super combat power-specific source energy three-dimensional maneuvering device on the back, this is the entire resource reserve of Pegmont.
No, there are still six concentrated source energy blocks in the device behind him that don't consume much.
This adds up to a total of 12 yuan. Measured in units of super combat power, it can be called two tubes, which means that Pegmont has (only) one source energy reserve left to replace.
The problem is that with super combat power (especially at the level of Pegmont), the source energy consumption rate when fighting breaks out is too fast, and even concentrated source energy blocks cannot sustain it for too long.
"Not enough!"
With only two tubes of source energy blocks, there is a 90% probability that it is not enough to support Pegmont to penetrate the big defense and break through the traction field... The conclusion is drawn that Pegmount is sitting on the ground, rarely feeling depressed. He lowered his head and was silent for a while.
In fact, he was not even sure whether he could break through the defenses of the Dajian group.
Because he has not eaten effectively for a long time, his body has become very weak, and the number of red shoulders in the big peak group, according to Pegmont's observations in the past two days, is at least more than 250... and there are probably more Part, ambush traction field location.
Although some of humanity's high-end combat capabilities have already formed a combat advantage over Red Shoulders in one-to-one or even one-to-many situations, there are more than 200 or even more than 300 of them, and all of them are concentrated in the same area.
It had been a long, long time since Pegmont had thought that he might die. Even in his youth, when he was constantly seeking death to challenge masters in the world of energy, he had never worried about it. Later he faced The same goes for Dai Er, and the same goes for embarking on a space odyssey alone and coming to Mars... But this time, Pegmont suddenly felt that he might die here.
Being the first human to die on Mars.
"Kara!" The silence finally ended. Pegmont leaned forward, and as his first move, he picked up the intercom from the ground, quickly activated the highest level of authority, and started a full-band call.
"Hey, hey, can anyone hear me? I'm Pegmount."
After waiting for three seconds, there was no response as before. This time, Pegmont did not directly cut off the call as before. He thought for a while and continued:
"Military emergency, something big has happened. I'm telling you, please listen."
"This is Mars. Here, there is a large pointed traction field."
"Damn it, those big guys who escaped from the Antarctic actually built a traction field here. Did you know? I only found out last night."
As if someone was really listening over there, Pegmount turned around, stretched out his hand to indicate the direction of the towing field, and continued:
"Judging from the desperate defense posture of those big sharp ones now, the traction field should be almost completed. If they really succeed this time, then one after another, the main force of the big sharp ones and those Putel and Miwang will be taken out. Get it here..."
"Perhaps within a month, all those things will appear in the sky above Blue Star."
"Now, there are more than 10,000 points here, of which there may be 250-300 red shoulders, forming a defense for the traction field. Oh, and there are some spaceships in the sky." Pegmont said: "Send some people quickly, If the injuries of the old man Hua Xiya and the dwarf Bo Chen are not healed yet, send a few others randomly, such as Han Qingyu, Wu Shi... Aunt Kristen, don't come, it won't matter if she comes. use."
"By the way, remember to ask them to bring more source energy blocks. In fact, if there are enough source energy blocks, I can do it all by myself with a little more time."
"Oh, I don't know if it's too late."
"Maybe it's too late, what do you think?"
"you……"
This smooth and urgent "conversation" came to an abrupt end here. Pegmont seemed to finally realize, or finally had to admit, that he was still just a human being.
No comrades.
No communication.
No food.
No supplies.
On the entire planet, there is only a large-point traction field that is about to be completed and ten thousand large points, waiting for him to destroy it.
"Beep, beep..." The lingering sound of the call being finally disconnected echoed lonely in the cabin, and it probably lasted for half a minute to a minute.
Then, "Woo..." The buzzing sound of starting the call again sounded.
The intercom was turned off and on again. This time Pegmont turned on the intercom's loop calling function. Now that things have happened, he doesn't want to save electricity anymore.
"Hey, hey, can anyone hear me? This is Mars, I guess. Those big spikes that escaped from the Antarctic have built a traction field here, and it will be completed soon."
"If you can hear my call, please locate my location immediately and organize high-end combat forces to stop me."
"By the way, I am...this is the Azure Pegmont Legion, the only human source energy weapon on Mars. We have not given up our efforts..."
Having said this, Pegmont laughed to himself. While slowly putting down the communication device with his left hand, he picked up his sword from the ground with his right hand.
"The decisive battle strategy has been decided. The Pink Peg Army will be deployed at nightfall tonight to launch a full-scale attack on the Dajian Mars Traction Field area."
