The pterosaur's claws that were almost bigger than a person could drive a strong wind just by waving them.

But it did not tear the old scholar in half, and the tips of the claws almost rubbed against his throat. The wind and waves made his not very strong body unable to stop falling back a few steps. Fortunately, Kettering stepped forward in time to support him and did not fall.

However, the old peddler ignored his fall and stared blankly at the pterosaur who turned around and continued to deal with other people.

"Why……"

Even though he faced a short time, he still looked at the Winglong.

No matter how many times I saw dinosaurs in the past, he had never seen such a look. It was... wisdom.

He has always regarded dinosaurs as wild beasts, and in fact, this is true. He has considered all aspects from this perspective for the possible evolution of these wild beasts in the future and the harm they bring to the human race.

Wild beasts are wild and cruel, and they do not hesitate to tear people apart. This is not to say that they are cruel and hateful, but that this is the law of nature, its original appearance, and the hunting instinct that the human race has been separated from for too long and is about to forget.

But why, it held back again, it could not make such a mistake. What did the look that seemed to have wisdom want to tell him?

The old peddler fell into self-doubt for a moment. Kettering thought he was shocked and could only drag him to the corner of the laboratory to take refuge.

As for the outside, the battle situation is the huge difference in strength between the two sides.

The aisle structure of the experimental base is very simple, just like a large semicircular straight road in a huge underground tunnel. There is a road that can accommodate various transportation tools in the middle, which is more than half wider than the road. There are various equipment on both sides, some loading and unloading materials, some used to assist in uniform dinosaurs. In addition, there are many other outdoor experimental devices, because not all experimental links must be carried out in the laboratory.

The mercenaries hid behind various equipment and bunkers, constantly shooting at the intruding pterosaurs.

The huge size of the Wingdradao is actually a natural disadvantage in this kind of place. There are many narrow gaps in bunkers, but people can't get in, so in the past, even if there were mutant dinosaurs resisting, they were always subdued immediately.

After all, as long as this experimental base is blocked, it is almost like a cage.

But this pterodactyl is like a god descending to earth, especially the strange red mist on its body, which is completely out of the scope that creatures can control, and is even more weird than those dinosaurs that swallow and spit water and fire.

After all, water, fire, lightning and lightning are just sprayed, just like a person picking up a stone and throwing it out. In the eyes of animals, they also use other substances to launch attacks. At most, the dinosaurs that sprayed these are just a little strong, but they can control a fog for no reason, which is bizarre.

This is equivalent to throwing a stone with your hand and turning it into pointing at a pile of sand, and then the sand takes off out of thin air and surrounds the hand. It is completely two properties!

People’s confidence comes from the weapons in their hands, so losing confidence will also come from the weapons in their hands.

Guns cannot play a role, and it is very shocking for those who play guns. Even if there were dinosaurs that could withstand bullets before, it was the first time that they had encountered such people who were completely unafraid of bullets.

And what's worse is that the pterosaur seems to have eyes on the back. No matter how the mercenaries use scattered guerrilla tactics, it can always quickly lock the person behind the bunker, and then slap him on the wall with one claw. The attacked people basically fainted.

"He is showing mercy under his command." The old peddler here seemed to finally recover. He hurriedly got up, as if he wanted to observe the behavior of the pterosaur more.

He saw that the mercenaries attacked by the pterosaurs fainted, but there were almost no obvious wounds. However, even so, there were still some people who would have lived and died due to being hit too hard.

But gradually he saw that the purpose of the pterosaur seemed to be somewhat unclear.

Speaking of which, why did this pterosaur attack this base?

If you have the wisdom to avenge the dinosaurs that were caught here, then it should start a massacre, but it does not.

If it is for the food supplies here, it should attack the material storage shelf at the entrance, but it does not.

By the way, that look.

The old scholar suddenly remembered the moment of looking at each other, and his eyes could always reveal some information.

Fortunately, although he is old, his eyes are still OK after wearing glasses. In addition, the pterosaur is big and has big eyes, so it can be seen barely.

"What is it looking for?" Soon, the old scholar found that the pterosaur's eyes were constantly moving, as if searching one room after another, including its attack, seemed to be destroying the rooms on both sides of the passage.

"Is it looking for companions who were caught here?" The old scholar had a guess in his mind.

But in recent times, they have not captured any dinosaurs. Even if there are, it was a month or two ago. Recently, most people in the experimental base are busy developing and transforming new prehistoric locusts to make profits for the company.

There is no way, this is the price of the best equipment and research resources, and it must bring benefits to the company.

After all, for some people, what they need is not the future of eating chicken legs together, but the future they have to eat, and what others eat is determined by them. For this reason, they are even willing to eat only steamed buns.

If the old scholar hadn't said that this research would allow them to continue to eat "chicken legs" in the future, he might not have had such an opportunity to study.

But no matter what, the old scholar has basically determined what the pterosaur is looking for.

So have you come in from outside recently? The supplies have been delivered before, so you don’t have to worry about it for a long time.

Then... he suddenly thought of something and looked back at Kaitlin.

Could it be that they are looking for someone? But what are dinosaurs looking for someone to do?

But seeing that the pterosaur's damage to the base became more and more serious, and the old scholars could not control so much, he turned around and asked Kaitlin: "Where is the person who was caught with you?"

"Uncle Joseph? He's there!" Although Kettering hadn't reported what happened, she still remembered the way she was brought over. When she heard the question, she subconsciously pointed a direction.

"Let's go and open the door there!" The old peddler went there without hesitation.

"Professor! It's very dangerous here. Come to the shelter!" This almost scared the mercenary who saw him.

This is an important person and the company also attaches great importance to it. They are also responsible for working as bodyguards.

But the old scholar ran to the interrogation room and opened the door with the access card.
Chapter completed!