Chapter 7: Attack of the Alien 2

At this moment, everyone was watching the monitors, waiting for any sign of trouble nearby.

Li Xiao believed that Chu Xuan would close the door without a moment’s hesitation.

Because even if Zheng Zha possessed the ability to kill a Xenomorph head-on, it wasn't worth the risk for Chu Xuan; they couldn't afford to gamble.

Li Xiao watched the monitor screen, where Zheng Zha was sprinting for his life, carrying Zhan Lan.

Just like his name, he was "struggling" (Zheng Zha).

Because for him, only by struggling could he find that sliver of a chance to survive!

Seeing this scene, Li Xiao’s heart stirred.

If he remembered correctly...

He slowly raised the Desert Eagle in his hand.

Gripping the gun with both hands, he stood to the side of the door, aiming at the center of the metal gate.

The people in the control room had all their attention fixed on the running figures on the big screen.

Only Li Xiao had been staring intently at the door since the final thirty seconds remained.

His index finger was already slightly pre-pressing the trigger.

When Zheng Zha came flying out from around the corner, pushing off the wall, Li Xiao subconsciously held his breath.

Everyone saw a muffled thud erupt from beneath Zheng Zha’s feet, his speed surging, but the Xenomorph behind him reacted even faster.

Compared to Zheng Zha’s speed, the Xenomorph opened its fanged maw, and a tongue that had long been coiled and ready shot out violently.

And this was the moment Li Xiao had been waiting for.

The muffled thud of Zheng Zha’s feet.

The sound of the gunshot from Li Xiao’s hand.

And the sound of the Xenomorph’s tongue tearing through the air.

The three sounds intertwined perfectly at this very moment.

Bang!

(The dust settles)

With a dull thud, the metal door slammed shut.

Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan finally slid inside with only a meter to spare.

The closed door was then struck three violent times, causing the people in the control room to stagger.

Looking at Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan who had returned safely, Zhang Jie said in a relaxed and cheerful tone

"Good grief, those three big guys are strong; they shook the whole room."

"And Zheng Zha, when did you get this fast?"

"Those last two steps you took—I’d say they were no worse than the Xenomorph!"

Holding Zhan Lan, Zheng Zha collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily, and waved his hand at the group.

This time, he truly didn't even have the strength to speak!

"Tha... thanks, Li Xiao."

After a long while, Zheng Zha finally managed to say those words.

Zero and Chu Xuan were looking at the screen.

The usually cold Zero suddenly turned around and looked at Li Xiao

"You, your marksmanship is good."

Chu Xuan looked calm

"It’s a pity. If there had only been one outside, we might have had a chance against it while it was injured."

Perhaps because the situation had been too urgent and the noise too loud, Bawang hadn't seen what happened.

Now, seeing their reaction, the burly white man finally noticed Li Xiao, who was putting away his Desert Eagle.

And the Xenomorph on the screen, rolling on the ground with its tongue shot to pieces.

"What?"

"Xiao, you’re this good?"

After relaxing, Li Xiao felt his whole body go limp.

No matter how strong his spirit was, he couldn't avoid the limitations of this body.

Looking at the surprised burly man, Li Xiao said helplessly

"No, it was just a coincidence. Since the Xenomorph was chasing Zheng Zha and the others, I wondered if there might be a chance to hit it."

"As it turned out, I got lucky and hit its tongue."

Zheng Zha, who had finally caught his breath on the floor, sat up halfway with the help of Zhan Lan’s hand.

He looked at Li Xiao with gratitude and said

"Regardless, thank you just now. I could feel its tongue; it had already reached my shoulder blade. It was that close!"

As they spoke, Li Xiao and Zhang Jie scrambled over in a hurry to start bandaging the wounds of Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan.

Except for Zhang Jie and Li Xiao, Chu Xuan, Zero, and Bawang all wore grave expressions.

After all, they had seen the brief chase between Zheng Zha and the Xenomorph.

The good news was that their weapons still had a certain degree of lethality against the Xenomorph.

The bad news was that even Zheng Zha, who had displayed superhuman abilities, had been chased like a stray dog.

Chu Xuan looked at the man, who was covered in soot and still had plenty of Xenomorph blood on his surface, and said faintly: "It seems there is no doubt that he has unlocked the genetic lock!"

Chu Xuan walked over at some point, staring at Zheng Zha with a serious expression.

He stared at Zheng Zha in a daze, continuing to mutter to himself.

"In decades of experiments, we haven't succeeded once. I never expected to see the opening of the genetic lock with my own eyes here."

Li Xiao looked at Chu Xuan’s state, sweating.

As expected of the emotionless Colonel Chu, what a guy.

Zheng Zha is bleeding out over here, and you’re reminiscing about the good old days?

You just don't know that a certain family is already mass-producing genetic locks, otherwise, you’d be the next one bleeding out.

In the end, it was Bawang and Zero who came over to help wipe the slime off Zheng Zha’s chest.

However, Zheng Zha’s clothes didn't survive in the end.

And as the liquid dripped, the silver-gray metal floor immediately hissed, and pungent white smoke rose.

The originally hard metal was like ice encountering hot water.

It was instantly melted and corroded, making the burly Bawang wince.

Seeing this scene, even Zero couldn't help but say in surprise

"Why is Zheng Zha not afraid of the Xenomorph’s blood?

It looks like his skin is just a bit darker, without any signs of being corroded?"

Chu Xuan finished checking Zheng Zha’s body, looked at the blackened skin, and said faintly: "It’s the genetic lock.

He must have unlocked the genetic lock before killing the Xenomorph, rewriting and rearranging the genetic state of his skin.

Combined with the bloodline he exchanged for, that is the only reason he could survive in the Xenomorph’s blood."

"Otherwise, he would have been melted and corroded into a puddle of bone-water before he even killed the Xenomorph."

On the other side, Zhan Lan turned away, blushing, and interrupted their conversation

"Are you guys done yet? Can you please put some clothes on Zheng Zha first!!!"

Zheng Zha:??? Brothers, are you all just standing around watching my bird?

After the medicine was sprayed and the bandages applied.

The Zheng Zha who had been exhausted and limp a second ago did a carp kip and stood up.

He instantly took out a set of clothes from his spatial ring and put them on.

This brief farce undoubtedly made everyone in the team laugh, except for one person, of course.

Bawang looked at the wound on Zheng Zha’s arm, which had been bleeding minutes ago but had now scabbed over.

Seeing the already healed wound, he couldn't help but curse "freak" under his breath.

He finally realized how stupid he had been to choose this target when they shook hands back then.

Out of so many people, he had to pick the strongest one!

Chu Xuan finished checking Zheng Zha’s injuries and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the concerned Zhan Lan, Zheng Zha waved his hand with a smile.

"Don't worry. I'm fine, it was just exhaustion. There are no injuries on my body.

If I rest well, I should be able to recover in about half an hour."

Only then did Zhan Lan feel relieved.