I Have a Mansion in the Post-Apocalyptic World

Chapter 1,252 The Little Master Who Commits Suicide

The buffer parachute opened the moment it touched the atmosphere, and after crossing a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers, Ares crashed onto the surface of Mars without any danger, kicking up billowing dust.

The lock on the cushion seat popped open, and the astronaut fixed on it stepped on the bottom of the cabin.

The moment they felt gravity return, everyone cheered excitedly.

"We made it!"

"Successful landing! Oh ho ho ho!"

"...!"

Ten minutes ago, they were still staring at the radar dial with trepidation, worried that Starlink Trade would suddenly accidentally fire a mass bomb in their direction. However, what I didn't expect was that the people from Star Ring Trade did not interfere with them in any way, and did not even intend to say a word to them. They just stood quietly and watched their landing...

This is so strange.

Didn't they find us? But how is this possible!

Despite his joy, Blaise also gradually felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the people on the spacecraft were watching them. And in those coldly watching eyes, there was neither surprise nor surprise, but ridicule and teasing, as if they were watching a good show...

Hopefully it's just his imagination.

Shaking his head, Bruce forced a smile from his face, high-fived his teammates in celebration, and blended into the jubilant atmosphere.

A radio transceiver poked out from the top of Ares and was aimed at the satellite that remained in geostationary orbit. Their signals will be connected to the ground command center in Boston through the satellite that serves as a communication relay.

Because there is a communication delay of several minutes, everyone only has a chance to say one sentence.

Picking up the walkie-talkie and exchanging excited looks with his teammates, Brees took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, put on a serious expression, looked at the camera and pressed the button.

"Call command, this is Ares, we have landed successfully!"

There was still a lot to say, but Brees saw the excitement on his teammates' faces, so he ended the communication and handed the walkie-talkie to the nearest teammate.

"We succeeded! We succeeded!" A beautiful astronaut with blond hair came to the camera,

Hu shouted excitedly, "We are on Mars now! The desert here is like fire. This is probably the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen in my life."

"The weather here is very clear, and we are lucky not to encounter a sandstorm," said a Jewish astronaut. "This is a good start. God will bless us and the United States with continued good luck."

"I feel like I'm back home. It's just like the desert in California! It's just a little cold here. The temperature outside is only about minus 50 degrees. Fortunately, the Ares has air conditioning inside, hahaha..."

"..."

Communication resources are very precious, leaving only half a minute for everyone to perform. In less than five minutes, eight astronauts stood in front of the camera and said hello to their hometown tens of millions of kilometers away.

This video will be broadcast by major television stations across the United States, allowing all Americans to see this exciting moment.

After the communication ended, Blaise turned off the camera, compressed the video, and clicked send.

At this time, several active people in the team immediately started making a fuss.

"Kane, take out the champagne from the refrigerator! We have to celebrate this great moment! Hahaha!"

"Hold on before you celebrate, we have to decide who will be the first American to set foot on Mars?"

"The old rule is to draw lots to decide!"

"Drawing lots? Wait for me to wash my hands first..."

Looking at his excited teammates, Blaise curled his lips.

I just don't know why, but the uneasiness in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He had done enough homework before coming.

Regarding creatures such as devil bugs, the mainstream view in the American biological community generally believes that their threat is just a cheap hype carried out by the Star Ring Trade to monopolize the colonization of Mars. If they do not actively harm them, they will not be attacked. .

Otherwise, why did it take so long for Star Ring Trading to land, but it was only attacked by this Martian creature this year? If it weren't for the Star Ring Trade's drilling well that went five kilometers down and poked a hole in their nest, why would the bugs living in the mantle circle come to the surface to attack you?

As long as you don't seek death, you won't be attacked.

This is also NASA's advice to these "fire climbers".

However, all this is just speculation in the American biological community.

No Americans have participated in the study of devil bugs. Even the most knowledgeable scholars only watched the excitement with tourists through transparent display cabinets. Are the habits of insects on Mars the same as those on Earth?

It's really hard to say.

After all, there are no insects on earth larger than humans.

Just when Blaise was muttering in his mind, the draw was over.

Lucky is a thin, blond white man.

His name is Sean and he's from California. The moment he found out he had won the lottery, he almost jumped with excitement.

Walking to the buffer cabin, he put on a heavy space suit with the help of his teammates. After confirming that all the data in the space suit were normal, he solemnly took the Stars and Stripes from the hands of captain Brace, watched the inward hatch close, waited for the outward hatch to open, and then headed towards the desert outside Ares. Jumped out gently.

Inside the Ares, Brace turned on the camera while praying for safety in his heart. Several other teammates also excitedly took out their mobile phones and other camera equipment to take videos to commemorate this great moment.

With his feet on the sand, Sean carried the Stars and Stripes and waved to his teammates behind him.

Seeing the thumbs up from his teammates, he turned around with excitement and walked towards the nearby sand dunes carrying the Stars and Stripes Banner.

There are still ten meters to go.

The American flag will fly on Mars.

The Halo Trade monopoly on Mars will end...

At this moment, he suddenly felt a trembling sensation under his feet.

"Is it an earthquake?" Sean frowned.

He is a geologist and had done relevant research before coming here. In his memory, the geological environment of Mars was quite stable, almost as stable as dead. There was no volcanic movement or plate drift. How could an earthquake occur?

"Is it still a sandstorm?"

Muttering, he took steps towards the sand dunes.

However, this kick could not fall——

boom--!

There was no warning at all.

A twenty-meter-long giant insect suddenly emerged from the ground and knocked the astronaut ten meters into the air.

Before he even had time to scream, the pair of sharp incisors bite together like lightning, cutting his entire body in half, letting the flesh, flesh and intestines spread into the air and spread a mist of blood, soaking the dry earth.

"Ahhhh——!"

Facing the bloody scene in front of them, ear-piercing screams rang out from the Ares. Some people stood there and were frightened. Some people started to vomit. Some people sat in the corner and chanted Amen...

The camera in his hand was slowly lowered, and Brace stared blankly out the window, watching the devil bug that began to skillfully suck the flesh and blood in the space suit, watching it swing its countless long legs, and said with trembling lips Without saying a word, I even forgot to turn off the power of the camera.

It's not like they haven't seen devil bugs before.

On the way to Mars, they saw photos of devil bugs from the ground command center and were told not to anger them and not to approach their nests.

However, this was the first time they saw a moving devil insect...

What frightened them the most and was puzzling was that they clearly did nothing.

Why are you being targeted by this monster? !

In synchronous orbit, the Expedition captured this cruel scene.

Staring at the bug in the picture with a stern expression, the expedition captain reported the situation to the space command center.

Soon, a report on the whole incident was placed on Jiang Chen's desk.

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