Our great nation of China traverses the multiverse.

However, Captain Mike, somewhat annoyed by the computer's performance, did not side with Dr. Blair this time.

This is a rare day off!

"Look, there's a shooting star in the sky!"

Captain Gary pointed to the sky, looking at the long, narrow contrail with some curiosity.

"There are no signs of disintegration. Which country's spacecraft is it? But how did it end up in Antarctica? That's really strange!"

Somewhat annoyed, Dr. Blair walked to the window, glanced at the contrails in the sky, and pursed his lips:

"If you ask me, I'd guess it was our country or a major communist power that did it, like Star Wars!"

"Hey, that thing looks like it's flying this way, FXXC, are we going to get hit?!"

Among the crowd witnessing this rare scene, guard Gary was the most perceptive. As he watched, he suddenly noticed something amiss.

Why did that "shooting star" look so damn like it was flying straight towards them?!

"It's flying towards us, but it's probably going to land up ahead... not far from us, but it won't affect us."

Hearing that there was danger, Mike turned around, gestured to the shooting star, calmly sat back down, and added:

"Doctor, if we're going to look for the debris, I suggest we wait a bit before setting off. The helicopter is still warming up, so the debris won't get away!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

With his intentions exposed, Dr. Blair nodded.

In terms of operations, he followed Mike's orders completely; the other side was a professional!

"Oh, I have to go back to that awful snow again!"

Clark shook his head helplessly, clapped his hands, and wailed:

"I need to bring a few Eskimo dogs, otherwise we won't be able to get to the debris from the helicopter alone!"

After saying that, he left and went straight to the kennel.

In Antarctica,

Sleds and dogs are standard equipment, they are necessities!

Clark is their professional dog trainer, responsible for taking good care of these little guys.

In Antarctica, dogs are much more useful than vehicles!

Unless you can fly, and fly without being affected by wind and snow, then forget what Clark said.

"Alright, let's get ready to go and see which country was so careless as to drop their stuff in Antarctica!"

After packing my things,

Mike led the team, riding sleds, and sped directly towards the direction where the meteor had fallen.

After traversing the boundless ice plains,

It took them almost forty minutes to finally reach an ice mound.

"Go around the hill ahead, and the thing will be behind us!"

Dr. Blair sat in the middle of the sled team, wearing a woolen hat with ear flaps, and spoke loudly to Mike.

"We understand, Doctor. In three minutes, if the location is correct, we will be able to see the impact marks. Let's hope it wasn't a nuclear bomb that fell!"

Mike chuckled self-deprecatingly.

If what fell was indeed a nuclear warhead,

Isn't this considered courting death?

If it had been activated, they would probably be dead by now!

"Whoohoo-"

A cold wind blew as Mike drove his sled at the very front of the procession.

He wore sunglasses, his gaze fixed intently on the icy, snowy ground reflecting the sunlight.

In view, the hill gradually disappeared, and in its place, a strange humanoid object, as white as snow falling from the sky and gleaming with a cold metallic light, several meters tall, was... killing a dog?

Wait, killing dogs?!

Mike rubbed his eyes.

If he wasn't mistaken, was there a helicopter following behind this dog?

Snow splashed around the dog, and someone in the helicopter was trying to snipe it.

???

What terrible thing did this dog do? Did it burn down someone's camp?

Is this really necessary?!

"No!"

Clark, a professional dog owner and dog lover, exclaimed in surprise:

"That's an Eskimo dog, a top-quality sled dog..."

However, before he could finish speaking,

A burst of light emanated from the iron man's hand in the distance.

Then, in the blink of an eye, a beam of light enveloped the Eskimo dog that was running wildly across the snow.

From a distance, the light appears orange, and the temperature doesn't seem very high.

But the moment it touched the dog

To the horror of Mike and the others, the Eskimo Dog vanished into thin air, disappearing from the spot.

If it weren't for the huge crater shot into the ground, they would have thought they were dreaming!

"That's a high-temperature plasma beam. Can this thing be used as a weapon?"

Among the group, Dr. Blair saw it all clearly and was also the most horrified.

This technology,

It can be used like that? He's only been in Antarctica for less than two years.

Is the technology outside already this advanced?!

wrong,

They are looking for "unidentified flying objects".

Where's the flying object?!

Dr. Blair realized something, and he focused his gaze intently on the silver iron man's feet, a look of sudden realization flashing in his eyes.

He probably already knows what a "UFO" is.

……

the other side,

Just as Fang Jing was about to land after his orbital descent, he activated the heat-accumulation mode of his mimicry armor.

Meanwhile, after landing, it lay in ambush in the same spot.

This was the optimal landing point he had carefully measured, and also the best place to ambush.

Coming from the Norwegian's direction here, the dog will obstruct your view, making it the perfect time to kill it!

really,

Things went as expected.

The grotesque dog arrived as scheduled.

Despite the poor marksmanship of the Norwegians behind them, they continued their relentless pursuit from helicopters.

Fang Jing's gaze locked onto the nimble Eskimo dog on the ground.

The dog seemed to sense something and looked in Fang Jing's direction.

"Life detector scan complete. Problems, all problems! Genetic mismatch throughout the body, red alert!"

At this time,

The life detectors on the mimicry armor went off the charts.

This instrument emits probe waves that can accurately detect the genes of carbon-based organisms.

This dog has not a single normal cell in its body!

simply put,

This freak has a few dog-like features mixed in!

"Goodbye, Grotesque Dog!"

After confirming that everything was correct, Fang Jing suddenly raised his hand.

Are you going to take action now and wait for it to infect others?!