Captain, your ship has exploded again.

It's so exciting! In the game, I'm a heavy-hitting attacker; in real life, I'm the sixth one around.

Zhang Xun looked at the tripwires installed in the overhead passage and at every corner. In other words, the alien had an exoskeleton, and if it had any flesh on the outside, it would know what it meant to have a spear covered in shit and to lose its integrity in its later years.

Install a spring hook on the stick, fill the tunnel with poison gas and turn it on, smear some lubricant on the ceiling and walls, and kill them in a few moves.

It's a pity that this dilapidated base is made entirely of iron. If it were electrified, it would be easy to accidentally injure our own people. We searched the base for ages but couldn't find any lubricant. The aliens have too few weaknesses, and things like poison gas and molten metal, which are easy to obtain, are completely useless.

After setting up several iron pipe shotgun traps, Zhang Xun hummed a song as he entered the control room. Seeing the tracking watch on Ripley's wrist, he said, "A token of our love?"

Ripley flashed her wrist and said, "Safety measures."

Zhang Xun looked at Ripley, who was in a good mood, and muttered to himself, "I never expected this. Hicks, you're into this kind of thing. You really manage to balance work and love. It's just that the ending wasn't good. You died at the beginning of the third movie."

As night fell, everyone gathered in the laboratory to discuss the matter.

"Once the monster dies, its blood oxidizes and it becomes safe."

“Bishop, this is very interesting, but we need to know what we are fighting against, what its weaknesses are, in order for us to survive: fire? Low temperatures? Or intense light?”

“Low temperature is out of the question. Artificial low temperature cannot reach the space environment. Ripley, didn’t you mention in your report that they survived in outer space for a period of time? It’s just that we can’t determine whether they died or entered hibernation.”

"High temperature! What I saw was that the damage caused by ordinary flames was very low. Only being hit multiple times directly by a flamethrower would result in death. I couldn't tell from the intense light. What I saw was that they have no eyes," Zhang Xun said honestly.

Ripley asked, "They capture immigrants and send them to the factory to breed more monsters as hosts. That means there are a lot of monsters, right? One host corresponds to one monster, so there are at least 300 or more."

"Yes, that's right."

"Every alien is oviparous, so who hid the eggs?"

“I’m not sure”

"Perhaps like ants or bees, there is a queen bee that lays more eggs, just like the queen bee controls everything?"

"Yes, maybe!"

"Then it must be very big and powerful."

"That thing isn't an ant or a bee."

"I know."

"Bishop, I want you to destroy all the specimens, understand?"

“Mr. Burke ordered me to bring back live specimens; this was his specific instruction.”

Zhang Xun watched Ripley and the others discuss. They had already tried to destroy it, but the cyborg's milk brain was useless; it was simply a matter of insufficient permissions.

Zhang Xun turned around and went to the control room to download the technology data. He was starving and wanted to have something to eat.

A piercing alarm sirens drew everyone to the control room.

"what's the situation?"

"Here they come."

Where? In the tunnel?

Zhang Xun watched the rapidly decreasing ammunition numbers on the monitor. The alien was like an assassin; it was fine in complex, confined spaces, but on flat ground with sufficient technology and weapons, no matter how many came, they would die.

Unfortunately, humans in this universe have never seen extraterrestrial life. Finding one would be incredibly rare, and there's even a possibility that it's just a way to scam funding!

After all, the US has a long tradition of excellent technology.

"This weapon is really powerful."

"B gun has used up half of its ammunition."

"10 rounds, 5 rounds, empty stock."

"Good heavens! It's a complete melee down there!"

Not long after I finished speaking, I felt a tremor.

"what happened?"

Zhang Xun said slowly from the side, "The gate couldn't withstand the continuous acidic blood, so I installed two delayed grenades behind the gate to lure in more blood so they could detonate simultaneously from both the front and back."

Everyone looked at Zhang Xun with the eyes of someone looking at a bad guy.

"Don't say that. If Lao Liu isn't cunning, he won't survive three episodes. Now that there's a collapse, I guarantee they won't be able to get out from there. The only exit is the ventilation shaft."

"Did you also plant explosives there?"

Zhang Xun looked at Hudson and said in a caring tone, "Kid, I'm just cunning, not reckless. What are you going out alone for? If you don't have enough bugs and snacks, can I get some?"

Turning to the bishop, he said, "Bishop, you're in good shape right now. All the aliens need to move through the ventilation shaft from the passageway to the vent. It will take some time before the vent opens. Go to the communications tower immediately and call for the airdrop ship."

Ripley and the others, along with the bishop, immediately set off, walking along the water pipes to the hall to connect the antenna.

"Hicks, you command your men. Reserve two and a half hours for defense and prepare an escape route. We're about to fight to the death."

"Ok."

Everyone went to their respective posts. Zhang Xun went to the armory to get some weapons and checked the data disk in the lining of his clothes, hoping to escape alive and become rich and powerful.

After an unknown amount of time, a gunshot attracted everyone's attention.

"I can't believe it, they've gotten within 20 meters, 15 meters."

How many?

Zhang Xun looked at the orderly yet crowded passageway in the surveillance footage, a tingling sensation spreading from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

At the last defensive point, three sensor-equipped weapons were half-empty when an explosion was heard.

"what happened?"

Everyone turned to look at Zhang Xun.

"Point 2 has a delayed trap, 4 grenades, and about 30 iron pipe shotgun traps. Hopefully, their number can be reduced."

Everyone thought to themselves, "You're really something else. You charge in quietly, you fight quietly, but when you're all grouped up, you just smash their butts."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that the passageway hasn't collapsed. I destroyed the concrete slabs above the processing plant. The base is full of steel passageways that can't be blown up, but the ground can't withstand it. It's only a matter of time before the blast point and the ground in front of the machine gun completely cave in and collapse. The enemy might attack from below and above. Have you deployed anything on the ceiling?"

Everyone looked up, staring at the ceiling with expressions of horror.

Damn it! Luckily, I didn't count on these people. When I watched the movie, I complained about why the colony had passageways going up and down. Turns out, it was for the enemy.

"Calm down. I've set up four detonators on the pipe. Because we didn't have enough explosives, the power is a bit weak, but these aren't delayed. If any enemies come, we'll know immediately."

"Let's focus on this wave of enemies first."

"Both machine guns have been shut down, and the last one has 50 rounds left."

Hicks grabbed his gun and turned to go over, but Ripley grabbed him.

"They retreated."

The surveillance footage showed the aliens slowly retreating after suffering heavy casualties and with the ground completely collapsing.

Zhang Xun breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he hadn't relied on the characters in the story; otherwise, he would be a mess by now.

No, we need to bring back the automated sentries and modify them. There are still quite a few aliens left, and this place is destined to fall. If we don't increase our chances of survival, we're really doomed.

As everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Xun gave the order.

"Attention everyone, I need you to bring back those three automatic sentry guns. Temporarily weld two of them onto the M56s, and attach the intact flamethrower to the other one. I don't need much accuracy, as long as it can still fire."

After Hicks realized what was happening, he said, "Two men go on patrol. Janet and Hudson, you two go and get the automated sentries, modify them, and install them here. Deploy another layer of defense. The rest of you, remove the ceiling above us and place interceptors in various locations."

"Don't go to these four spots. The ceiling behind them can be removed and repaired."

"Go quickly."

Hicks looked at all the Marines seriously: "Listen, I know you're all tired, but if they come in, we're all finished."

"Ok."

Zhang Xun walked over to Ripley, handed her a pistol, and said, "Listen, it's not safe outside, and it's not much safer inside either. Keep a pistol with you at all times, and don't leave it even when you sleep."

Ripley silently tucked the pistol into her lower back.

Hicks stepped forward and asked with concern, "How long have you been without sleep? 24 hours?"

"Hicks, I don't want to die like them. Will you help me find a way out?"

“If that monster comes in, I’ll kill us both first.”

"Listen carefully, I hope that won't happen, okay?"

"Ok"

Zhang Xun watched from a distance and felt a pang of discomfort. Without permission, he stuffed the dog food into his mouth, smacking his lips and mumbling, "Mmm, it tastes like sand."