Empty! Empty!
"Magnetic pole lock complete, direction at ten o'clock, depth seven meters." Captain Raymond's armor hand emitted faint blue arcs, revealing the twisted silhouette of a metal ship's hull under his magnetic shock on the sand dune.
"An 'Albatross' class transport ship, belonging to the 27th Corps Third Logistics Fleet."
Female scout Song Wei knelt on one knee, her palm pressed tightly against the hot gravel, an invisible resonance wave spreading from her center. A few seconds later, she frowned: "Residual weak life fluctuations inside the ship's hull, but the form is indiscernible... something just left, or... is still inside!"
The sniper named Liszt, carrying a heavyweight Gauss sniper rifle nearly as tall as himself, spoke through his mask: "Probability calculations show non-human targets at 99.7%, highest possibility being a monster. Boss, what's the call?"
