Chapter 10 8

Brown.Ramia and Feldman.When Kassad returned with Father Hoyt's body, Martin.Cylenos, Saul.Wen Chaobo and the consul were staggering up the dune towards the Sphinx.Wen Chaobo wrapped the cloak tightly around his body, trying to protect his baby from the wind, sand and lightning.He watched Kassad descend the lightning-lit dunes on his long, black, cartoony legs, Hoyt's arms and hands hanging down, swaying slightly with every step. Cylenus was yelling, but the wind blew his words away.Brown.Lamia pointed to the only remaining tent, the rest were blown down or blown away by the strong wind.They squeezed into the Cylenos tent together, Colonel Kassad coming in last, cradling the corpse tenderly.It was only when we were inside that we could hear each other talking loudly amidst the crackling of plastic canvas and the lightning that ripped paper.

do you died?cried the consul, pulling Kassad's cloak from Hoyt's naked body.Those two crosses shimmered pink. The colonel pointed to the medical scanner attached to the priest's chest issued by the Bajun, and a small light flashed on the instrument.All the small lights are red, only the system itself is yellow.Hoyt's head rolled back, only then did Wen Chaobo see the thin stitches barely connecting the severed throat together. Sol.Wen Chaobo felt for the pulse with his hand, but couldn't find it.He leaned forward and put his ear to the priest's chest.There was no heartbeat, but the cross-shaped scar where Thor's face touched was hot.He looked at Brown.Ramia.Is it Jing Demon God?

Yes I think so I don't know.She pointed to the antique pistol still in her hand, and I emptied it.A total of twelve shots hit that unknown thing. do you see that thingthe consul asked Kassad. No.I walked into that room ten seconds after Brown, but I saw nothing. Where's your fucking military equipment?Martin.Cylenos said.He was squeezed into a ball at the back of the tent.Isn't there something on all that bullshit bullshit? No. The medical scanner beeped a small siren, and Kassad unhooked a plasma cartridge from his belt, inserted it into the sensor, knelt on the ground, pulled down the night vision goggles, and looked out through the opening of the tent.His voice was distorted by the helmet's loudspeaker.He's bleeding so much we can't get a transfusion right now, does anyone have a first aid kit or something?

Wen Chaobo fumbled for his backpack.I have a basic first aid kit, but it's not enough for this situation.Something cut his throat, everything in there was cut off. Thorn Demon God.Martin.Selenos said softly. It doesn't matter, Lamia said as she hugged her body tightly and stopped trembling, we will definitely save him.She looked at the consul. He was dead, the consul said: not even the medical system on the spaceship could bring him back. We must try it!Lamia cried, leaning forward and grabbing the front of the consul's coat.We can't leave him with those things. She pointed to the shiny crucifix under the skin of the dead man's chest.

The Consul rubbed his eyes.We can destroy his body with the colonel's gun If we don't get out of this fucking storm, we're gonna die!Cylonus called.The tent swayed, and every time the wind blew, the plastic fiber canvas slapped the poet's head, and the sound of sand hitting the cloth was like a rocket being fired from outside.Call that fucking boat, come on! The Consul pulled his backpack closer, as if guarding the old communicator inside, sweat glistening on his brow and face. We can go to some time tomb to hide from the storm, Saul.Wen Chaobo said: Maybe we can go to the Sphinx.

fuck you.Martin.Cylenos said. The scholar shifted in the crowded space, glaring at the poet.You came all the way to find Demon God Jing.Are you going to tell us now that you have changed your mind now that it seems to have appeared? Cylenos' eyes gleamed under his depressed beret.I didn't tell you anything, except that I wish his goddamn spaceship was here, and I want it right now. This might be a good idea.Colonel Kassad said. The Consul looked at him. If there is an opportunity to save Hoyt's life, we should take it. The consul himself was in pain.We can't leave, he said: can't leave now.

Yes, Kassad agreed: We don't need that ship to get out of here, but the ship's medical system might save Hoyt.And we can hide in the boat until the dust storm passes. And maybe we can find out what's going on there, Brown.Lamia pointed her thumb up to the top of the tent as she spoke. The baby, Rachel, was crying shrilly.Wen Chaobo shook her, holding her head with his big hands.I agree, he said: If the Jing Demon God wants to find us, he can find it as easily on the ship as here.We can take care not to let anyone leave.He touched Hoyt's chest.Even though it sounds scary, the medical system's information on what this parasite will do is extremely precious to Wanxing.com.

All right, said the Consul.He took the ancient comm recorder out of his backpack, put his hand on the transmitter, and whispered something. Will the boat come?Martin.Sirenus asked. Orders confirmed, we need to pack up and prepare for delivery.I ordered the boat to land above the valley entrance. Lamia didn't expect that she was crying just now.She wiped her face and smiled. what's so funny?asked the consul. All this, she said, pressing the back of her hand to her cheek.And now all I can think about is if only I could take a shower. A glass of wine, Cylenus said. You can hide from sandstorms.Wen Chaobo said.The baby is drinking milk from a bottle.

Kassad leaned forward, his head and shoulders stretched out of the tent.He raised the weapon and opened the safety.siren.He said: "There was something moving behind the dunes.The night vision goggles turned on them, reflecting a pale, huddled group, and Hoyt's paler body.I'm going to check it out, he said: wait for the spaceship to arrive here. Don't go, Thelennos says: It's like fucking those old horror movies, everybody's going high one by one!The poet shut up.All that remains of the tent's entrance is a rectangle of light and noise.Feldman.Kassad was gone. The tent began to collapse, poles and wire hook anchors came loose as the surrounding sand moved.They huddled together, shouting and talking to each other in the howling wind, and the Consul and Lamia wrapped Hoyt's body in his cloak.The flashing light on the medical scanner is still red.Blood no longer flowed from the crude little sutures.

Sol.Wen Chaobo put his four-day-old child in the straps on his chest, folded his cloak around her, and squatted at the entrance.No sign of the colonel!he cried.As he looked, a bolt of lightning struck the outstretched wings of the Sphinx. Brown.Lamia moved to the entrance and picked up the priest's body. She didn't expect it to be so light.Let's get Father Hoyt aboard the spaceship and hand over the ship's medical equipment, and then send a few of us back to find Kassad. The Consul pulled down his three-cornered hat and raised his collar.That ship has depth-sounding radar and motion sensors that can tell us where the colonel has gone.

And the Thorn Demon God, Sailenus said: Our host must not be forgotten. Let's go, said Lamia and stood up.She had to bend over to move forward against the wind.The undone part of Hoyt's cloak flapped and rattled beside her.With her own cloak fluttering behind her, she found the path in the intermittent flashes of lightning, and walked toward the front of the valley, turning her head only once to see if the others were following. Martin.Selennos stepped out of the tent and picked up Heite.Masteen's Moebius cube, his purple beret was blown off by the wind, flying higher and higher.Cenolance stood there, swearing loudly, and didn't stop until his mouth started to fill with sand. Come on, Wen Chaobo called, putting his hand on the poet's shoulder.Thor felt the sand hit his face, staining his short beard, and his other hand was on his chest, as if protecting something precious.If he didn't hurry, he would lose track of Brown.The two of them supported each other and marched against the wind.Senorens saw his beret fall on the lee of a sand dune, and hurried to pick it up, his fur coat fluttering. The consul was the last to leave, with himself and Kassad's backpack.He had only been out of the tent for a minute before the pillars of the tent fell, the canvas ripped, and the entire tent flew into the night with static lights all around.He staggered along the 300-meter path, occasionally glancing at the figures of the two men in front of him, but most of the time he couldn't find his way and had to go around in a small circle until he returned to the path.The violent wind and sand weakened slightly, and when the lightning came one after another, several time tombs could be seen behind him.The Consul saw the Sphinx, which was still shining under repeated electric shocks, and beyond that was the Jade Tomb, whose walls were translucent. At these two times, the Tomb was past the Obelisk, where there was no light, just a vertical pure line. Black lined the front of the cliff.Then there's the Crystal Monolith.There was no sign of Kassad at all, although changing dunes, blowing sand, and sudden flashes of lightning made it seem like a lot was moving there. The Consul looked up and could now see the wide mouth of the valley, with the clouds flying low over it, and he half expected to see the blue light of his spaceship descending through it.Storms are scary, but his spaceship has landed in worse conditions before.He wondered if the ship had landed, and the others were waiting under the spaceship for his arrival. But when he reached the saddle between the cliffs on either side of the valley mouth, the strong wind blew at him again, and he saw four other men huddled together, squatting where the great plain began, but there were no spaceships. . Shouldn't it be here now?Lamia called as the consul walked up to them. He nodded, and bent down to take the comm recorder out of his backpack.Wen Chaobo and Cylennus stood behind him, helping him block some flying sand.The Consul took out the comm recorder, stopped, and looked around.The wind and sand made them look like they were in a crazy room. The ceiling and walls were constantly changing. Sometimes they squeezed closer and were only a few meters away, and sometimes they retreated far away. The scene in Kowski's ballet "The Nutcracker" where the room and Christmas tree grow bigger for Clara is average. The Consul held the comm recorder in his hand, bent forward, and spoke softly into the square voice receiver.The ancient instrument also answered softly, and the voice was just audible amidst the sound of flying sand.He straightened up and faced the others.The spacecraft was not allowed to leave. Everyone protested one after another. What do you mean by not being approved?After everyone else was quiet, Lamia asked. The Consul shrugged his shoulders and looked skyward, as though a blue tail of flame might still announce the arrival of the spaceship.No permission to sail was given at the spaceport at Keats. Didn't you say you got the license from the fucking queen?Martin.cried Thelenus: Is it old Graystone himself? Greystone's clearance was stored in the ship's memory, the Consul said, and both the Overlord and the Spaceport authorities knew about it. So what the hell is going on?Lamia wiped her face. The tears she shed in the tent had stained the dust on her face. The consul shrugged, and Graystone revoked the original permission.Here is a message from her, do you want to hear it? For a minute, no one responded.After a week's journey, no one would expect to be in touch with people other than their group, so for a while, it would be a pity, as if apart from the explosion in the night sky, the world outside the pilgrimage group no longer existed. .All right, Saul.Wen Chaobo said: Let us listen.There was a sudden pause in the storm that made the words sound very loud. They gathered around, crouching near the ancient comm, placing Father Hoyt in the middle of their circle.In the short time they had left him without care, small dunes had formed around his body.Now all the lights are red, only the limit control light is amber.Lamia put in another plasma box and checked that the oxygen mask really covered Hoyt's mouth and nose, filtering in pure oxygen and keeping the sand out.alright.she says. The Consul activated the comm recorder. The information came via FTL, recorded by the ship about ten minutes earlier.The light and mist of the data column and the image are mixed, which is the characteristic of the communication recorder during the Sanqian period.The image of Greystone trembled, her face twisted weirdly, and then even ridiculous, as millions of flying sands penetrated the image, and even with the volume turned up to the maximum, her voice was almost muffled. The wind blows away. Sorry, said the familiar image: But I can't let your spaceship get close to those time tombs just yet.The temptation to leave will be too great, and the importance of your mission must override all factors.Know that the fate of many worlds may depend on you.Please trust that my hopes and prayers are with you.Graystone ended the call. The image collapsed, then faded away.The consul, Wen Chaobo and Lamiya still stared silently.Martin.Cylennos stood up, threw a handful of sand into the void where Greystone's face was a few seconds ago, and screamed: Fuck her daddy's ass politician morally paralyzed shit Shemale bitch!He kicked the sand in the air.The others turned their gazes to him. Yep, this really helps.Brown.Lamia said softly. Cylenos waved his hand disdainfully and walked away, kicking the sand dunes all the way. Is there something else?Wen Chaobo asked the consul. there is none left. Brown.Lamia crossed her hands on her chest, frowned and looked at the communication recorder, I forgot how you said this thing works?How can you avoid distractions? When we disembarked from the World Tree, use the tight light to connect to a communicator I buried.said the consul.Ramia nodded.So when you want to report back, just send a text message to the ship, and it will be transferred to Greystone and your contact person with the Ouster through FTL communication. Yes. Can a spaceship take off without permission?Wen Chaobo asked.The old man sat on the ground with his knees raised and his arms resting on his knees, in a typical exhausted posture.His voice was tired too.Ignore Greystone's prohibition? No, the consul said: After Graystone said no, the Bajun added a third-level defense net to the lift-off place where our boat was moored. Connect with her, Brown.Lamia says: Explain the matter clearly. I tried.The consul took the comm recorder in his hand and put it back in his backpack.no respond.And I also mentioned in my first message that Hoyt was seriously injured and that we needed medical assistance.I told the ship's medical system to be ready for him. hurt?Martin.Cylenus walked back to where they had gathered and said: Shit.Our priest friend died like Grannon|Height's dog.He pointed his thumb at the cloaked body; all the lights were red. Brown.Lamia bent down and touched Hoyt's cheek, which was cold.The biosensors on his comlogger and the medical scanners all lit up with brain-dead warning signs.The oxygen mask continued to force pure oxygen into his lungs, while the medical scanner kept his heart and lungs working.But the siren had risen to a scream, and then to a steady, terrifying tone. He lost a lot of blood.Sol.Wen Chaobo said.He touched the face of the deceased priest, closed his eyes, and lowered his head. Great, said Thelenus, fucking great.According to his own account, Hoyt would disintegrate and then regenerate, thanks to that damn cruciform thing and two more!This guy has a lot of face in Resurrection and then he'll get back up like a brain damaged version of the ghost of Papa Hamlet, what are we going to do then? Shut up, Brown.Ramia said.She was wrapping Hoyt's body in a tarp from a tent. Shut up yourself!Selenos screamed: There is a monster stalking near us.Old Glendale himself is somewhere out there sharpening his paws for his next meal, are you really going to let Hoyt's zombies join our merry group?Do you remember how he described the Bikura?They've brought them back to life through the centuries with those cruciforms, and talking to them is like talking to a living sponge.Do you really want Hoyt's dead body walking around with us? two.said the consul. What?Martin.Cylenos turned around, lost his footing, and knelt down beside the corpse, leaning over to the old scholar.What did you say? Two crucifixes, said the Consul: his and Paul.Father Duhet's.If what he said about the Bikura was true, they would both be resurrected. Oh, god damn it!Cylenus said sitting in the sand. Brown.Lamia had already wrapped the priest's body.She looked at the body: I ​​remember Father Duhey talking about a Bikura man named Afa.She said: But I still don't understand.It must involve the law of indestructible quality. They'll be short-term zombies.Martin.Cylenos said.He wrapped his fur coat a little tighter and beat the sand with his fist. If the spacecraft can come, we can know a lot of things.The consul said: The automatic analysis system can do it. He stopped and gestured.Hey, there is less flying sand in the air, maybe a storm Lightning flashed and the rain began to fall.The cold rain arrows shot at their faces more violently than the wind and sand. Martin.Selenus laughed out loud.This is a fucking desert!He shouted to the sky: And we may be drowned in the flood. We must get out of here.Sol.Wen Chaobo said.His baby's face peeked out from the chink of his cloak.Rachel was crying; her little face was flushed.It looks like a newborn baby. How about Time Fort?Lamia said: Only two or three hours from here It's too far, the consul said: let's hide in some time tomb. Cylenus laughed again, and said: □□□ Who came here to sacrifice? To which green altar, O mystic priest, Lead your little calf to bow to the sky, And her smooth waist adorned with garlands? ⑧ ⑧This is the British poet John.The beginning sentence of the fourth paragraph of "Ode to a Grecian Urn" in Keats' "Ode to 1819". Does this mean you agreed?Lamia asked. Which means why the fuck isn't it? , Selenos laughed and said: Why does it make it difficult for our cold muse to find us?We can watch our friends rot and decompose while we wait.Du Hei said how long does it take for a Bikura to return to their group after they have turned their backs? three days.said the consul. Martin.Cylenos slapped his forehead with the heel of his palm.Right, how could I forget?It fits so beautifully, the wisdom of the New Testament.In the meantime, maybe our Thorn Demon God can take a few more sheep from our flock.Do you think the priest would mind if I borrowed him a crucifix just in case?I mean, he has a spare Let's go, said the Consul.The rain was streaming down his three-cornered hat. Let's hide in the Sphinx until dawn. I'll bring Kassad's equipment and the Mobius cube.Brown, you have Hoyt's stuff and Sol's backpack.Sol, you take care to keep the baby warm and dry. What about that priest?asked the poet, pointing his thumb towards the corpse. It's up to you to carry Father Hoyt behind your back.Brown.Lamia spoke softly and turned around. Martin.Selennos opened his mouth, saw the pistol in Lamia's hand, shrugged his shoulders, then bent down, and carried the corpse on his shoulders.When we find Kassad, who will carry him?He asks: Of course, maybe he's dismantled so that we can all Please shut up.Brown.Lamia said wearily.If I'm forced to shoot you, there's one more thing for us to memorize.let's go. The consul took the lead, followed by Wen Chaobo, and Martin.Selenus staggered a few meters away, and Braun.Lamia walked last, and this group of people went down the hill again and entered the Valley of Time Tombs.