At this moment, since the Swarm’s attack was underway, Xia Jin had already left the Space Observation Center.
She had come to a nearby urban area.
This was the capital, which happened to be one of the Zerg's landing zones.
Currently, the drop pods over a hundred kilometers away were still not visible from the ground.
She walked into a Dulu restaurant and took a seat at random.
A news broadcast was playing on a 3D projection screen mounted on the wall. A group of Dulu people sat around it, sighing and lamenting.
“This world is really finished. First a virus crisis, then an economic collapse, and now public security is so bad it's hard to watch. If you told me the Dulu race would go extinct in our generation, I’d believe you.”
“Tsk, why be so pessimistic? Haven't the authorities already started taking control? A disaster this big definitely needs some time to resolve.”
“And what about the aliens? The fleet was wiped out.”
“Who knows if the aliens are even real? That's just news spreading online, isn't it?”
“Still talking about the internet? Just find any telescope and look at the sky. See what's right above our heads!”
...
While the crowd was debating, a Dulu man walked out the door.
He happened to look up and suddenly saw a sphere burning with bright red flames slowly streaking across the sky.
Because the distance was so great, the fireball’s speed didn't seem particularly fast.
He stared for a moment, then focused his mind to look closer.
He realized there wasn't just one; more and more small dots trailing long tails of flame were appearing in his field of vision.
“Hey!” he shouted, quickly turning back toward the people inside. “Come out and look! Is there something in the sky?”
“What?” a Dulu man asked, walking out in confusion.
“Look, something’s falling. It doesn't look like a meteor.”
Looking up, they realized the fireballs were already much closer to the ground.
After watching for a moment, the man who had walked out first suddenly thought of something, and his expression shifted. “Meteorites?”
“Doesn't look like it. I suspect it’s... aliens.”
Out on the streets, many people seemed to have noticed the changes in the sky.
Dulu people stopped in their tracks and tilted their heads back, staring upward.
Similar discussions could be heard everywhere.
Soon, the fireballs drew closer and closer, seemingly approaching the airspace above the city.
The man who had stepped out shouted, “This is bad! Could it be an alien invasion?”
“Are you joking? Are you trying to say aliens are invading?”
“Don't be a fearmonger.”
More Dulu people rushed out, while others stood by their windows looking up.
The sky was gradually filling with dense clusters of small dots, looking much like a meteor shower.
However, as the fireballs approached, the image in their sight expanded rapidly.
Soon, accompanied by a terrifying sonic boom, the first fireball reached a distance of one kilometer from the ground and slammed violently into a building.
Boom!
The most terrifying part was that the staggering force of the impact tore straight through the center of the building, emerging from the other side in a blaze of scorching fire.
Ultimately, after a violent explosion, the fireball smashed a massive crater into the street.
Thick smoke and dust obscured the scene.
The surrounding Dulu people instinctively backed away, then stared at the scene in disbelief.
“What exactly... is that?”
One Dulu man stood still for a while, and seeing that the area ahead was deathly silent, he mustered his courage and began to inch toward the crater.
Then he saw it. Several meters underground, a strange black-red creature was writhing.
Suddenly...
The creature's outer sac tore open with a sharp rip.
The Dulu man quickly scrambled back several steps.
With a thud, a creature with two sharp pincers leaped out. With a single bound, it closed the distance to him and instantly severed his head.
Pshhh—
Green liquid sprayed out, flying dozens of meters and landing on another Dulu man’s forehead.
In an instant, the man let out a blood-curdling scream as a sizzling sound of corrosion erupted from his body. He collapsed to the ground shortly after.
With that, more bugs crawled out of the pods.
Two of them buzzed their wings and, without a word, launched attacks on the surroundings.
Panic instantly flooded the entire street.
“Aaah!”
“Run!”
The street was suddenly filled with crowds of people fleeing for their lives.
But at that moment, even more fireballs fell from the sky.
Boom!
Drop pods fell like a rain of meteorites.
Under the bombardment of the fireballs, some unlucky souls didn't even have time to make a sound before they were silenced forever.
One thunderous roar followed another as explosions and towering flames covered everything.
The entire city looked like a living hell.
In less than a minute, the number of fireballs successfully striking the ground reached a staggering 1,000.
One could say the city was now pockmarked with craters everywhere.
The subsequent bugs were clearly faster to react. Almost as soon as they hit the ground, they crawled out of the drop pods in less than ten seconds. These monsters immediately charged toward dozens of pre-determined rally points.
Everywhere they passed, no living creature could escape the slaughter.
Some Dulu people grabbed weapons and began to fire at the bugs.
The rapid chatter of electromagnetic rifles rang out across the city.
The power of these weapons was clearly impressive. A locust’s body could be killed in just one or two shots, while broodlings fared slightly better but generally couldn't survive more than three bullets.
Even so, the Zerg quickly gained the upper hand.
Because the number of landings was simply too high, and combined with their agility, the Dulu people's trigger fingers often couldn't keep up, even if the bullets could easily reach them.
Ten minutes later, all 60,000 drop pods for this city had landed.
Over 410,000 bugs were rampaging through the city. Since the Dulu population was so large, their killing efficiency was extremely high.
Of course, their losses were also somewhat heavy; they had lost over 30,000 bugs in those ten minutes of combat.
Xia Jin glanced around and noticed the Dulu people in the shop were incredibly nervous. Several people quickly closed the doors and windows, while the owner himself rushed to the second floor and brought down a crate of rifles.
Indeed, they were the old-fashioned firearms, not electromagnetic weapons.
“I don't have any powerful weapons here. Just make do with these.”
He quickly distributed the weapons and gear.
Looking at the scene outside the window, the fireballs had finally stopped falling. The Dulu people didn't know whether to feel lucky or worried.
The offensive was terrifying, that much was true.
But the bugs hadn't actually shown heaven-defying strength; they could actually be killed easily with guns.
While most civilians were paralyzed with fear, a few Dulu people keenly sensed that the intensity of this extraterrestrial invasion wasn't actually that high.
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