Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 167 The wormhole enters a contraction period

However, looking at the expectant and trusting eyes of Qin An and others, Yun Han dialed Ning Xuan's number without hesitation.

Time is running out, so we have to give it a try regardless of whether it succeeds or not. If it doesn’t work, we can think of other ways.

Ning Xuan was resting after finishing treatment when she received a call from Yun Han, who explained that the Tianwei Corps was facing a crisis and requested Ning Xuan's permission to temporarily resume his position. He would return to her as soon as the crisis was resolved. Ning Xuan glanced at the wounded in the hall and Yun Han's apparent office area, and without further ado, she agreed.

But she then sent a letter to Yun Han, telling him that his life belonged to Ning Xuan, and asked him to cherish his life, and told him that he could ask directly if he needed any medicine.

After Yun Han resumed his position as commander-in-chief, he immediately contacted the battlefield command center and inquired about the current combat duration of all support forces. Upon hearing Yun Han's inquiry, the command center dared not detain the people of the Tianwei Legion on the battlefield any longer. Three hours later, with the help of people sent by Qiao Yu, the team led by Qin Chuan and Yan Pengyuan finally returned to the base on a starship.

Qin Chuan was tall and burly, and in full armor, he looked even more imposing than a mountain. But now, his armor was tattered, and a deep scar stretched from his forehead to his chin. The blood had already clotted, but the wound remained hideous, a black mist swirling around it. His eyes remained resolute, but beneath them was a glimmer of undisguised fatigue and anxiety. The black mist lingered around him, as if resonating with some power within him, making his presence even more gloomy.

Yan Pengyuan's condition wasn't optimistic either. His right arm hung limply at his side, clearly unable to move. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were chapped, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. Fortunately, there was no visible black mist surrounding him, and his mental fluctuations were normal.

The two leading officers were both injured, and the soldiers behind them were in an even worse condition. The soldiers were exhausted, with blood stains on their armor and clothes. What was even more shocking was that most of them were covered with a layer of light black mist, the kind of black mist that could cause mental collapse and increased alienation value.

Fortunately, Yun Han still brought a lot of medicine, and Qin An and others also had experience in dealing with wounded soldiers.

Most people carry black fog on them, and these people need to be isolated. There is an isolation area that has not been demolished on the training ground, and those who carry black fog are placed there. In order to calm these people's emotions, those who have been injected with drugs before have become psychotherapists, going in and out of the isolation area to take care of them.

At the same time, there were special personnel responsible for counting the number of wounded, and the wounded were divided into three areas: light, serious, and critical. Critical patients were naturally given priority treatment. However, in the process, they found that injecting alienation value clearing agents into people who showed signs of alienation could not save them. They were all completely alienated in about half an hour, and the dead were thrown into the incinerator as before to avoid infection.

With Yun Han in charge, Qin Chuan and others were quickly and properly accommodated and treated. However, on the front line of the battlefield, in order to control the invading creatures carrying black fog within a certain area, various troops continued to rush to the battlefield.

Wormhole crises erupted simultaneously in three star regions. Creatures invading through the wormholes carried the black mist. Upon hearing this news, the military, led by Ying Yaoshi, received a call from the Senate. Several members of the Senate urged the military to dispatch troops as soon as possible to resolve the wormhole crisis. However, Ying Yaoshi was guarding the outer battlefields, where the space was turbulent and exotic beasts were rampant. The military was already short of manpower and could not mobilize any more personnel.

After research and discussion, the military and the Senate formulated several strategies. The first one was that the various corps stationed in the inner battlefield needed to take turns supporting the three major war zones and strengthen the allocation of materials and medical assistance in the three major war zones. At the same time, the scientific research department would devote all its efforts to studying ways to break the black fog and research the spiritual sea safety armor to protect the spiritual sea from the erosion of the black fog.

Then the frontline troops should strengthen their defenses, use long-range attack methods as much as possible, and avoid direct contact with the black fog creatures.

In the dark depths at the other end of the wormhole, countless black mist creatures are gathering and taking shape, and are continuously being transported through the black hole.

The battlefield command center's communicator suddenly rang, and the voice of a detector stationed near the wormhole came over: "Report! According to the space warning instrument, the scope of the wormhole is shrinking and entering a contraction period. However, the number of black fog creatures that have passed through the wormhole and reached us is increasing rapidly!"

The atmosphere in the battlefield command center froze instantly, everyone's eyes fixed on the communicator. The commander reacted quickly and issued an order: "Frontline troops, immediately adjust your defensive formation. All long-range and heavy firepower units, activate full strength! The Research Institute, study the duration of the wormhole's contraction period and develop a prediction of its contraction pattern as quickly as possible."

The tactical analysis team quickly set to work, their screens constantly refreshing with real-time data from frontline troops and maps of the Black Mist's distribution. An analyst looked up and reported, "Commander, based on current data, the Black Mist's primary penetration point is concentrated on the northwest side of the wormhole. Our long-range firepower units have been deployed in the area, but the Black Mist's numbers are still increasing. We recommend deploying additional air support and heavy firepower."

"Where are the troops that can support us? Supplies are also in short supply on the front line. Have there been any results from the research institute?" The commander of the command center has been worried for several days. His eyes are red and he is pulling his hair out of worry.

Just from the surveillance footage, the atmosphere on the battlefield was already intense. Due to the threat of the black fog, the soldiers dared not use their special abilities or approach the creatures, relying only on long-range firepower to kill them. The sound of artillery fire echoed across the battlefield, fighter planes roared past, and the roars of the black fog creatures intertwined with the sounds of explosions, creating a gruesome scene.

Watching the Black Mist creatures rapidly expand their territory, the casualties on the front lines mounting, and the lack of time to deliver weapons and ammunition, the commander was on the verge of collapse. Then, a communication came from the Research Institute: "According to model analysis, the wormhole will shrink and disappear completely in approximately 2 to 6 hours."

The commander who received the news quickly ignited his fighting spirit and called out more than a dozen teams on the command platform at once. These were all troops that had been on the battlefield and had withdrawn three days ago, including the Tianwei Legion.