Chapter 1,253 Falling Into the Insect's Mouth

United States, Boston Ground Command Center.

The staff was in disarray.

Just ten minutes ago, they urgently interrupted the national live broadcast of the "Fire Plan". The U.S. soldiers maintaining order outside the launch center pulled up an isolation tape at the entrance of the command center, stopped the reporters who were waiting eagerly for news, and sealed off the entire command center.

"...This is the Ares! We need support! God...they, those bugs! They are hitting our cabin!"

"Hell, don't they attack people on their own initiative?"

"We may have landed on their nest... 11% of the hull was damaged, damn it!"

Messages came intermittently from Ares tens of millions of kilometers away.

Bolden stood in the command center and stared at the screen dumbfounded.

He couldn't believe that all this would happen so suddenly.

Also dumbfounded were the invited scientists from the Defense Advanced Projects Agency, biology professors from Harvard University, and researchers from the spacex Mars colonization project team... including those who were rejected by the Halo Trade last time in Koro City. Martin Capras outside the door, and Michael Levitt coming on behalf of MIT and so on.

Almost all the well-known experts in biology in the United States are standing here.

They once beat their chests and swore to NASA's consultants, saying that in the evolution of more than three billion years, the digestive function of mammals of this Martian creature has degraded along with the demise of the Martian surface creatures. It is impossible. Attacking humans for no reason.

The reason why the devil bugs attacked the Mars colony of Star Ring Trade was purely because Star Ring Trade made a hostile act in the first place... In short, those New Nation people asked for it.

But now, Devil Bug slapped everyone here in the face with Sean's death.

It not only eats people.

And in front of everyone, he used the most cruel method to feast on the prey...

"God," Secretary of Defense Carter, who walked with a group of senior officials to the lounge next to the command center, swallowed his throat as his military uniform was decorated with military ranks. "Today will be the darkest day in the history of American aerospace."

"Star Ring Trade warned us,

Did they say something about the dangers of those Martian species... Damn it! Who said these things are gentle little cuties and nothing will happen to them if you don’t touch them! "NASA Director Bolden punched the table in the break room angrily.

These eight astronauts are all NASA's treasures, and the money NASA spends on them is no less than the Ares itself.

Training an astronaut is much more expensive than training a fighter pilot. Not only do they have to master more complex spacecraft operation knowledge, they also have to master a lot of natural science knowledge to deal with various emergencies.

"What should we do now?" The White House adviser looked at Bolden. "How should I explain this issue to the president in two hours?"

"...Take the initiative to clarify to the media?" Secretary of Defense Carter gritted his teeth and said, "No...if we let them know that our astronauts were killed only because of our mistakes in judgment, we will be inundated with media saliva."

"There are still seven people alive... We have to find a way to rescue them." Bolden said with an ugly face.

"How to save?" Carter was amused by Bolden's words, but couldn't laugh. Carter grinned bitterly, "Do you think that's Iraq? Or Afghanistan? The people surrounding us are terrorists. Element? If so, I will immediately send a team of seals to take our citizens home."

"We can only ask the people at Star Ring Trading for help."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire lounge fell into a confused silence.

The deputy director who said this immediately shut his mouth, glanced at several colleagues, and stopped talking.

"First hold back the media, and then discuss with Star Circle Trading. If we can allow them to take our astronauts to their colony..." The more Bolden talked, the more he felt unable to continue.

Before the rocket was launched, people from the Halo Trade warned them of the dangers of Martian species. However, not only did they turn a deaf ear to it, they also thought that the Star Ring Trade was a deliberately released smoke bomb, using a group of insects that would not actively attack mammals to thwart their "fire landing plan."

But now...

They paid the price for their stupidity.

"We can only find a way to solve it through diplomatic channels." Carter said with an ugly face.

Give this ball to the Secretary of State... Anyway, this matter has little to do with him. The Advanced Projects Agency of the Department of Defense participated in the design of the Victory 6 rocket engine, but was not involved in the entire launch project.

And the reason why he is standing here is just to show his face at this historical moment.

It's just a pity that when the face is exposed, the ugliness is also exposed...

"Anyway, keep the media under control first. I'll go talk to them and say that Mars has encountered solar wind. The communication between the ground command center and Ares has failed. It will take a while to receive news from there. " said the White House adviser.

"Then I'll go talk to NASA staff and keep this matter confidential first." Bolden glanced at several senior officials and said.

"I'll explain it to the people at SpaceX," NASA's deputy director said.

As long as Starlink Trading can be persuaded to take action, the safety of the seven astronauts should not be a problem.

As for how to negotiate with Star Circle Trading, that is a matter for the Secretary of State.

However, at this moment, the door to the lounge was violently pushed open, and a man wearing a NASA staff uniform ran in in a panic.

"What's the matter? Lippman," Bolden frowned at him and said dissatisfied, "What's the matter? Don't you know how to knock on the door?"

The conversation was suddenly interrupted. What they discussed just now were state secrets.

"It's not good!" Breathing heavily, Lippman held on to the door frame and looked at Bolden with a bitter look on his face. "The Washington Post, the Los Angeles Daily News, the Wall Street Journal, and CBS... outside the launch center Several media outlets asked us to immediately explain this incident!"

"Explanation?" Carter frowned, "Explain what? Aren't they just staying outside?"

After glancing at the big guys in the lounge, Lippman's eyes widened in surprise, "You don't know?"

"You know what?" A hint of something bad suddenly arose in the heart of the White House adviser, and he immediately rushed to Lippman's side and grabbed his shoulder, "What happened outside! Tell me!"

You really don’t know?

Lippman smiled bitterly, took out the Apple 10 from his pocket, and stuffed it into the arms of the White House adviser.

"See for yourself."

The White House adviser quickly took the phone, and Carter, Bolden and others standing behind him also quickly came forward.

On the screen is a tweet.

To be precise, it was a piece of news reprinted by a well-known blogger, with the blogger's comments on the news...but these are not the point.

The moment I saw the news headline.

Everyone's face turned the color of pig liver.

I just saw the news headline...

【Shock! The American manned rocket landed on Mars and encountered them...]