This question had initially raised doubts among many commanders.
However, the analyst staff members confidently nodded in affirmation.
They had used the Osto Equation to compare probabilities from all angles of the incident and, based on this, reconstructed the details at the scene.
In the end, the conclusions all confirmed this speculation.
As hard as it was to believe, it was the truth.
The commanders weren’t fools either, they understood just how unique their current environment was.
Even if some inconceivable situations arose, they were within the realm of possibility.
Immediately, they issued a series of instructions in anticipation of the expected situations to strengthen the base’s related defenses.
But such a discovery was indeed a bit late.
Before the warriors below could carry out the tasks, the insects’ attack had already arrived...
Droplets of water fell from above, making a faint sound.
In the collapsed building, Kando leaned against the wall with a look of fear on his face.
It was hard to imagine what an Iron-blooded Warrior looking scared would look like, but at that moment, no one cared about that.
Kando would never forget the image of the insects suddenly appearing.
They burrowed out from every corner, catching people completely off guard.
After killing their victims, the insects would continuously reproduce and evolve.
Like a copy-paste virus, they spread unchecked.
Kando knew they were done for.
He couldn’t even bear to imagine what the scenery would be like if such monsters crossed the mysterious island and appeared in the outside world.
Perhaps, they had been wrong from the very beginning.
This was never an expedition to explore the mysterious island at all.
It was a war, a war the aliens had launched against humans!
Kando closed his eyes as a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
In this dire situation, he thought once again of his family far across the ocean.
He didn’t know if he would ever see them again.
All he hoped for now was that they could survive well, find a ray of hope in this world soon to be ravaged by the insects.
Just then, a series of explosions suddenly erupted.
The ground shook along with them, interrupting Kando’s thoughts.
His expression alternated between shock and confusion, trying to discern something from the sounds of the explosions.
"Model 19 Bomber Hand Grenade!?"
A moment later, Kando abruptly sat up straight, rejuvenated.
He had recognized the somewhat muffled sound, identifying which type of explosive it was.
"Is that...the brothers from the Ninth Fleet? They’ve come to !!"
Kando was trembling with excitement, like someone who had lost everything and suddenly saw hope again.
"Don’t be reckless, Kando, you can’t go out yet..."
He muttered to himself softly, trying to calm down.
Outside, the explosion and gunfire continued unabated.
The faint screams of insects could also be heard.
Although Kando was desperate to rush out and join his comrades, to leave this place at once, reason made him forcefully suppress the impulse.
After a while, the sound of explosions gradually faded and the gunfire ceased to exist.
It seemed as if everything had returned to the initial silence.
Kando’s heart was almost in his throat at this moment.
He stood by the wall, ears perked, listening intently, praying quietly to himself.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."
The sound of soil shifting was heard.
Soon after, light suddenly flooded into the room.
The stone blocking the entrance to the debris was flung outside by a force.
Kando’s entire body tensed up at that instant; his grip on his weapon tightened, and he couldn’t help but let out a weak cry reflexively.
"Hey, brother inside, don’t be tense, it’s all clear now."
A man’s voice rang out from behind the bright light at the entrance.
Then he turned and called out in the direction not far away:
"Hey! Tom! We’ve got a wounded here! Hurry up!"
Kando was bathed in the light, unable to see the other person’s face.
However, at that moment, he finally exhaled deeply in relief.
He knew he was saved.
Moments later, at the seaside port of the broken base, Lune stood with a grim expression as he watched the filthy figure before him.
Kando was gulping down a bottle of water with one hand and eating bread with the other.
It had been three days since he had last eaten a morsel of food.
If not for the broken water pipe in the small room where he was hiding, he would have probably met his demise even before the insects got to him.
"Alright, don’t feed him too much."
Lune stopped a subordinate from reaching out to give another piece of bread.
He then turned his attention back to the man whose original appearance was nearly obscured.
"Soldier, tell me your name and what exactly happened here?"
Kando struggled to swallow the food in his mouth.
His appearance was worrisome, as if he might choke to death any minute.
"Commander... My name is... Kando Garcia, from the Sea Lion Reconnaissance Team of the Seventh Fleet..."
"As you can see... Our base was attacked, and the assailants were those insects..."
As the food went down, Kando’s speech gradually became more stable.
He quickly relayed the events of the past few days in detail to the commander with light golden hair before him.