"Even if there is a source of water here, we have to leave." John took out all the containers that could hold water on his body and walked towards the puddle.

After Igor and Marcus looked at each other, they looked at the old researcher and Jenma:

"We have no food anymore, and if we don't walk out of this desert, we will starve to death."

Neither Zhenma nor the old researcher could survive alone in the desert, so he could only choose to obey the command, keep up with the action team, and seek that glimmer of hope.

The group of five people trekked on the sand, and every step was extremely difficult. The old researcher had the worst physical fitness and fell to the ground before he arrived for an hour and gasped.

"I... can't do it anymore... I really... can't move..." The old researcher shook his head in a daze.

Zhenma squatted aside and checked his physical condition:

"Let's take a break. Otherwise, he really can't get out of this desert."

"I'm afraid we can't do it." Igor looked into the distance and pointed, "The sandstorm is coming."

"It shouldn't be very dangerous for us to speed up now, but it's hard to say if it's late." Marcus calculated the scale and progress of the sandstorm based on his experience.

The calmest John made the words clear:

"Stay here is waiting to die, and the same is true for bringing him with you. You have to make a choice, go or stay."

After the words came, John trotted forward on his own, while Igor and Marcus extended a helping hand to Jenma:

"Hurry up, Miss Jenma. It's still time!"

The old researcher regained some strength and took Zhenma's hand:

"Let's go, Jenma, don't worry about me, Old White. Just live and don't forget Bob and me."

Marcus pulled up Jenma, who was still wiping her tears, and chased John. Igor took a deep look and nodded and turned around.

Old White looked at the four people gradually moving away, calmly waiting for the end of his life. The whistling sound of wind and sand behind him gradually became louder, but what surprised Old White was that the sound of footsteps seemed to be mixed with the sound of the wind.

After the curious old White turned his head, he saw an unseen SHIELD Operation Team member standing behind him.

"Who are you?"

The hive ignored Old White's questions and said to himself:

"Hmph~ Old guy, you are the most unnutritious."

"Um?"

Before Old White could react, the hive immediately reached out and pressed his mouth and nose. The transparent mucus immediately penetrated into Old White's body and "swallowed it whole".

After placing the belly, the hive stepped over Old White's body and chased towards Zhenma and his group, leaving only a mummy that was about to be buried by the sandstorm that was attacking.

But the beehive did not see the old White, who was eaten alive, and the last trace of his soul refused to dissipate, and was staring at his back.

When the last hand of Old White's body was left, the golden space door slowly opened in the sandstorm, and Zede, wearing ordinary protective suits, walked out.

Zede murmured at the only index finger that was lifted by the corpse:

"Did you leave a direction for me before you die? Although I don't know who you are, I will avenge you."

As if he heard Zede's words, a gust of wind and sand hit Old White's right hand buried in the rolling yellow sand. Zede raised his head and chased him quickly in the direction left by Old White.

Not long after, Zhenma and her group were caught up by the sandstorm. Fortunately, they ran early and the sandstorm outside was not particularly large.

The group of four covered their mouths and noses to block the wind and sand, and struggled to trek through the sandstorm, shouting from time to time to confirm that their companions were not lost. In fact, not only did they not lose, but there were two more.

John raised the muzzle of m4, pointed at the figure ahead and shouted:

"Who are you?"

Igor faced behind him and tried hard to see who was chasing behind him, because Igor always felt that the outfit was a little familiar.

The visitor shook his body, took a step forward, and then fell to the ground weakly.

"Help...help..."

Igor then realized that the person who came was his friend Sam, and immediately let go of his guard and ran towards Sam, wanting to help him up.

While running towards Sam, Igor couldn't help but shout:

"Sam! Sam! I'm so happy to see you again! It's great that you're not dead!"

Igor's shouting did not arouse Sam's response, but instead stimulated another person in front of the team, and he shouted:

"Stay away from him! He is not the original person!"

The wind and sand suddenly became smaller, revealing the open space. Only then did Zhenma and others see clearly that standing at the front of the team was a man in a shabby space suit, and at the end of the team was Sam, a member of the action team.

"What does it mean? Not the original person?" Igor seemed to realize that something was wrong, but he had already helped Sam up.

Sam showed an extremely cunning smile, then stretched out his left hand and pressed it on Igor's face. A large amount of transparent mucus poured into Igor's mouth and nose. Igor, who had lost his resistance in an instant, was easily pressed to the ground by the hive.

"Damn it!"

"Go to die! Monster!"

John and Marcus lifted the gun and made a crazy output at Sam, but the bullets shot had no effect on the hive.

The hive smiled fiercely at everyone, and then concentrated on enjoying the delicious meal.

Astronaut Will turned around and ran and shouted:

"Run! Don't worry about him!"

Marcus and John had no choice but to pull up the panicked Jenma and chase Will. After running for a long time, Will gradually stopped.

"What the hell is that?" John raised his m4 and forced Will to answer his question.

Will ignored the black muzzle, swept away the yellow sand on the ground, and opened the entrance of the cellar.

"Let's come in first, it's very dangerous outside."

After John and Marcus looked at each other, they protected Jenma and stepped into the cellar one after another. John leaped the stairs and listened to the movement outside. Marcus looked at Will:

"Man, you'd better explain it to us."

Will sat on the kang, opened the kettle and took a sip and said:

“I am the only survivor of the astronauts who participated in the alien exploration program in 2oo1 years.

The one just now was the demon on this planet. He feeds on life and will also seize the body of the dead.

He will tease his prey like a cat snatching a rat, and you have been targeted."

"You have lived here alone for more than ten years?" Zhenma was shocked so much that she was extremely shocked.

Will shook his head dumbly:

"I don't know how many years have passed, so time here is meaningless."
Chapter completed!