Machine gun......

Well, installing a machine gun on a spacecraft is quite an operation.

Fortunately, this machine gun is remotely controlled.

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking about it, he saw these aliens taking out a flag from the spacecraft, planting it hard on the cold snow, then kneeling down and facing the flag - rolling it around.

That's right, they held their knees with their hands, curled themselves up into a ball, and circled around the flag.

"What are you doing?"

Although the girls have been shocked twice in a row during this period, this does not mean that they will adapt to it the third time.

"Maybe some kind of ritual?"

"The rolling ritual?"

The girls looked more and more confused, and they didn't know how to understand it. However, Fang Zheng didn't care about this. On the contrary, he just stared at the flag. Under the freezing cold, the flag almost unfolded as soon as it was unfolded.

It was frozen solid, but because of this, the pattern on it was clearly visible.

It was a big eyeball wrapped in twisted tentacles.

Hmm... This pattern is very familiar to Fang Zheng.
Chapter completed!