Chapter 17 Ambush

After chatting about this, they started talking about today’s society.
After being missing for 55 years, they were completely out of touch, knowing nothing about many things.
They were as clueless about today’s society as a newborn baby.
By 2028, the world had entered the information age. Their country was the best in science and technology, especially in aerospace, leading foreign countries by many years.
Now they could build space planes instead of traditional rockets. A plane alone could break the second cosmic velocity and escape Earth’s gravity.
They even built the world’s first and only space port in Earth’s orbit, dedicated to parking space shuttles. Due to the Five Constant Safety Agreement, they couldn’t park space battleships there.
So the only space battleship was sent to Jupiter for reconnaissance.
At the national level, changes at the civilian level were numerous—they’d have to adapt slowly. Like computers and phones—Lin Moyan couldn’t believe it.
A computer could be just one or two centimeters thin, and a wireless phone device could be palm – sized, used for more than just calls.
In his era, a computer was as big as a car, a wireless device had to be carried, and the signal was unstable.
It felt like a dream—things he once couldn’t imagine were now reality.
“Bang!!” Suddenly, as they chatted, a huge shadow rushed from the roadside, flipping Car 1.
Chen Zhi stuck his head out to look and saw a monster over three meters tall, covered in white ice crystals.
“Damn it, it’s a Type II Propagator. Everyone get out, put on masks, and prepare for battle.” Chen Zhi shouted into his earpiece, grabbed his gun, and jumped out.
“Xiao Zhi, what is that?” Lin Moyan, seeing it, asked tremblingly.
“Captain Lin, it’s complicated. Someone at headquarters will explain when you return. Ah Shui, take Captain Lin and the others to retreat first.” After speaking, Chen Zhi followed his team.
The monster panted, each breath releasing white mist that quickly enveloped it and Car 1.
“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!” Screams came from the mist.
Chen Zhi and his team looked grim—they knew what the mist meant.
The white mist could infect people, turning them into Type I Infected, with greatly increased body hardness and muscle strength several times that of ordinary people, and much higher cell activity.
Inside the car, Lin Moyan realized why Chen Zhi’s team was fully armed.
As the driver prepared to leave, Lin Moyan pushed open the door and ran out.
“Captain Lin, what are you doing?” The driver, shocked, shouted.
Luckily, they were in the suburbs at dawn—no passers – by, or it’d be trouble.
But they had to act fast—it was nearly five o’clock; pedestrians would increase after six, risking a larger infection.
Yun Qingsheng frowned at the scene.
Was the Type II Propagator they were fighting the “Giant Beast” of their world?
Could species from their world appear here?
If from their world, the timeline didn’t match.
When they were driven away, the war had ended for nearly 200 years. Then he entered a black hole, came here, and entered that space.
Giant Beasts were rare by the war’s end.
Even from the black hole, they should have arrived centuries ago.
Yun Qingsheng was confused.
If it was an infection, the world seemed peaceful, and its technology was too backward to resist large – scale infection.
“Pull the monster into the ‘gate’.” Chen Zhi shouted a few meters from the monster.
Two team members fired large – caliber guns at the monster, distorting space and making the monster disappear, leaving an oval “gate” about one meter wide and two meters tall.
Each time, developing the “gate” served this purpose. Since 2005, these monsters had appeared, hard to kill, attacking warm – blooded life.
They seemed to appear out of nowhere, and research failed—no one could analyze their traits.
Over twenty years, thousands of battles worldwide eliminated nearly ten thousand Infected, but no country made effective weapons.
They still relied on conventional heat weapons—inefficient. A team could barely handle one Type I Infected, and Type II needed tanks or grenade launchers.
In over twenty years, Type II Infected appeared dozens of times in the country, each causing heavy casualties.
Unluckily, they met a Type II Propagator, infecting three team members.
Now with thirteen team members, no heavy weapons—they could barely handle one or two Type I Infected.
Against a Type II Propagator, they were doomed.
“You stay outside for support, contact headquarters to send the military.” After giving the order, Chen Zhi entered.
The “gate” lasted half an hour—they had to hold the monster until the military arrived.
Chen Zhi and several monsters entered, disappearing as if nothing happened.
Yun Qingsheng was stunned—this weapon didn’t exist in his era.
It looked powerful, trapping the monster inside.
Seeing the “gate,” Lin Moyan rushed in, leaving the driver and support person confused.
The driver, in a dilemma—Lin Moyan, a key figure, had entered, but there was also Yun Qingsheng.
“Isn’t there someone else? You go; I’ll wait.” Yun Qingsheng, sensing the driver’s trouble, offered.
“This………” Driver Ah Shui hesitated.
“Can you bear seeing your teammates fight inside while you do nothing?” Yun Qingsheng persuaded.
After weighing, Ah Shui got out, talked to the support person.
The support person looked at Yun Qingsheng and Ah Shui, then nodded.
Ah Shui hadn’t thought much—orders only mentioned Lin Moyan.
To them, Yun Qingsheng was ordinary, no threat—taken along only because he stayed in the space with Lin Moyan.
Headquarters wanted to know if his body changed, planning to release him with a new identity if normal. Their priority was Lin Moyan’s detector data—hoping to reopen the real “gate” to rescue Lin Moyanya and others, even create a way to enter safely.
Yun Qingsheng thought about escaping without suspicion.
He wanted to see Yun Jinxin at Binhai People’s Hospital, just a hundred kilometers away—manageable in an hour or two.
The key was to escape without suspicion, making them think he was “dead.”
“Sit in the car, plan how to ‘die’—reasonably, naturally, to convince them.”
He guessed Lin Moyan’s team wouldn’t last—they were ordinary, no match for the beast.
If he waited for them to die, no body would arouse suspicion, and the support person would report failure.
But helping would expose him, leading to scrutiny.
Suddenly, inspiration struck—he had a plan.