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With roaring noise, the Sepulchrians’ front excavator crashed into the makeshift minefield.
“Bull’s eye!” Sergeant Vancouver cried. Satisfied, he watched as the machine was blown up to disintegrate into pieces moments later. “We made the load strong enough.”
“Let’s hope the others don’t stop and retreat,” Xiaobo said worriedly. “If they choose a different route, we’re still screwed.”
“Well, I don’t know how much more advanced these Sepulchrians are, how much further they are in their development than we are, but I am convinced that communication will also be delayed with them.”
“Because they f****d up our satellites?”
“No,” Vancouver said. “They didn’t use our satellites, did they? No, I mean that the distance between the mothership, if there really is a mothership, and these remo
