Ensign Tom Davis sits on a large rock and looks towards the end of the wide cave where Captain Lucius Abernathy, Science Officer King and Chief Engineer Paul West are resting on a larger rock inside .hell!he thought. "Borgvillian," Captain Abernathy said, slapping the stone, "I should have thought of it earlier!" You should have thought of it earlier?Then why didn't you think of it?Lieutenant Davis complained secretly, looking at the dirty floor of the cave.The dusty surface undulates here and there, and it is countless of these carnivorous worms that work. "This is not a good time." Davis said to Chen, a member of the field team.Captain Abernathy, Jin, and West had already entered the cave first, but strictly speaking, Davis and Chen at the entrance were responsible for mission safety.

Chen is new. "Okay," he snorted nonchalantly, "it's just a hole, what can there be in it?" "Bear?" Davis said. "Wolf? Or a pack of burrowing predators? Haven't you been camping?" "There are no bears on this planet." Chen deliberately avoided Davis's words, "Besides, we have pulse guns. Hurry up, buddy, this is my first field mission, and I don't want the captain to think that I I'm deserting." After speaking, he followed the captain and others into the cave. Before Davis came back to his senses, the worm had already drilled out of the ground like a gust of wind and swept Chen away, leaving only the screams echoing in the cave and the footprints on the dust.

God this is not true!Davis thought, looking further into the cavern, where one of Chen's arms was lying, holding the pulse gun, apparently useless to him. The swirling dust suddenly returned to calm. Well, it's true.Davis thought. "Davis!" Captain Abernathy shouted, "Stay still, any movement will disturb the worms, and they will eat you up in an instant!" Thanks for the hindsight, Davis really wanted to answer him, but Abernathy is the captain, and he is just a second lieutenant. "Yes, sir!" was all he had to say. "Very well," Abernathy said, "I don't want you to rush in and feed these bugs. Your father will never let me go."

What?Davis was puzzled, and then suddenly remembered that Captain Abernathy had served under his father on the Benjamin Franklin as a second lieutenant.The hapless Franklin.At the critical moment, his father pushed the unconscious Abernathy into the escape pod, and then boarded the pod himself to escape.If it weren't for this, Abernathy would have disappeared into the bright light following the explosion of the Franklin.The escape capsule drifted among the stars for three days, and the oxygen in the capsule was almost exhausted when it was rescued. Davis shook his head.Recalling these details at this moment is too inappropriate for the atmosphere.

Abernathy said inappropriately: "Your father saved me once, you know that." "I know—" Davis hadn't finished speaking, the worms slid under the rock where he was standing, and the rock suddenly shook, causing him to almost fall. "Davis!" Abernathy yelled. Davis arched his body, lowering his center of gravity to maintain his balance.He glanced at Abernathy, the captain was discussing something with Kim and West.Although he couldn't hear the conversation, Davis knew that they were trying to use the Borgvell information to formulate a countermeasure so that they could safely pass through the cave and reach the room where the Borgvell's ancient core computer was hidden, which might provide Clues to the disappearance of this mysterious intelligent race.

Reason told him that he should focus on the current situation, and Davis shook his head again.He knew he should do this, but useless thoughts flooded his brain like a blowout. The worm shook the rock beneath his feet again.He held on to the stone tightly and saw the captain and their discussion intensify. Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, you are a security team member, you have a pulse gun, you can blast those bugs to nothing. Davis wanted to smack his head, but the worm had already done it for him.His head hit the rock under their attack.yes!Pulse gun!He found the pulse gun along his belt and unholstered it.At this time, another voice in his head raised a question again. If the problem can be solved by shooting, the captain and the others should have issued an order long ago.

My brain is not quite at peace today, said the third voice in my head.He shook off his previous thoughts and aimed at a sandbag that was arching towards him. "Davis! Don't shoot!" Captain Ebernathy hadn't finished speaking, a beam of destructive pulse particles had already shot at the drum kit.The drum kit made a piercing sound while churning violently.Immediately afterwards, a terrible rumbling sound broke the tranquility of the cave, and a large number of worms emerged from the sand. "Pulse guns don't work on Borgvelia!" Davis heard the roar of Science Officer Jin in the deafening voice. "The frequency of the pulses only irritates them, Ensign Davis just summoned all the worms in the area!"

Can't you tell me before I shoot?Davis wanted to yell.During our mission briefing, couldn't you just drop in and say, don't shoot worms with pulse guns?Before we land on this planet with worms? He didn't yell because he knew King couldn't hear him, and it was too late, he had already fired.The worms have started a riot, and someone is presumably dying. And that person is probably Davis himself. Amidst the raging dust and roar, Davis quietly looked at Abernathy, who was also looking back at him, frowning.Davis couldn't help but recall whether the captain had ever communicated with him before this mission.

Ah, there should be—the disaster of the Franklin made the captain and his father become friends.Very close friend.Abernathy had known Davis long ago and presumably assisted in securing a seat for his best friend's son aboard the Star League's top ship, the Intrepid.The captain hadn't had much contact with himself--because a captain shouldn't show favoritism to the crew--but he still had a word or two now and then.Abernathy would greet Davis' father, speaking with him on other field missions. Davis' mind went blank. Suddenly, the commotion stopped.Unexpectedly, just like when the rampage happened, the worms quietly sneaked into the sand again, and the dust settled in an instant.

"They're gone!" Davis heard himself say. "No!" said Abernathy, "they're way more cunning than you think!" Davis heard himself say, "I can run to the hole!" "Stay where you are, Ensign!" roared the captain. "This is an order!" But Davis had already jumped off the boulder and ran towards the entrance of the cave.One part of his brain raged at his recklessness, but the rest of his brain didn't care, he knew he had to move, he was almost forced to act, he had no choice. "No!" The captain's shout sounded long overdue, and Davis had already run half way.The ground was instantly washed away, and several worms lined up in a semicircle, crawling towards him eagerly.

Davis showed horror and retreated back. At this moment, he had an epiphany. This is a decisive moment in his life.His raison d'être.All the past and actions brought him to this fateful track, to this moment, and placed him in front of the damned Borgvil land worms in the dust, and slowly retreated.It was his fate, his fate. At that moment, he raised his head, and the needle-like sharp teeth in the worm's spiral jaw that had no evolutionary logic at all were ready to move.From between those sharp teeth, the second lieutenant saw the future.None of this has ever been about the mysterious demise of the Borgwi race.After this moment, no one talks about the Borgwe. What matters is what happens to him—or, more precisely, how the death that is coming to him will affect his father, who has been promoted to admiral.Or, to put it more bluntly, how his death would affect the friendship between his father and the captain.Davis seemed to have seen that scene. The captain told his father the news of his death. The father was shocked at first, and then ignited, and the friendship between the two men also disappeared.Next, the military police of the Star Alliance arrested Captain Abernathy on charges of manslaughter. Of course, the matter was fabricated and planned by his father. He seemed to see King's testimony in the court-martial, deftly dismantling the lies told by his father who was present as a witness, and forcing him to admit that the loss of his son led him to a series of disgraceful accusations.The father dramatically stretched out his hands to ask for forgiveness, and the captain responded with a tear-jerking disregard of previous suspicions. This kind of drama was staged in the court. It's a really good story, a good show. This is all written at this moment, taking myself who has embarked on this fate line as an opportunity. hell!I want to live!Davis thought, trying to escape the pursuit of the worm. But he fell, a worm ate his face, and Davis died instantly. Captain Lucius Abernathy stood from safety next to Kim and West, watching as Tom Davis collapsed helplessly, food for the worms.Chief engineer West silently put his hand on the captain's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Lucius," he said, "I know he's your friend." "It's more than that," said Abernathy, trying to hold back his grief. "He's the son of a dear friend of mine. I watched him grow up, Paul, and managed to get him aboard the Intrepid. I promised his father he'd take care of it." Good for him. I do the same, keep an eye on his situation from time to time. Of course, I can't show favoritism, but I keep an eye on him." "The admiral is heartbroken," Science Officer King said. "Ensign Davis is the only son of the admiral and his late wife." "Yeah, it's too bad." Abernathy sighed. "It's not your fault, Lucius." West comforted, "You didn't order him to shoot, and you didn't order him to run." "It's really not my fault, but it's my responsibility." Abernathy walked to the position farthest from his companions on the boulder, and stayed alone. After the captain walked away, West muttered: "God, would an idiot shoot at a cave full of land worms, and then want to just run there? As the son of an admiral, this is a bit shame." "Unfortunately," King said, "the threat of Borgvelia is well known, and Chen and Davis should know it too." "The recruitment standards of the crew have dropped." West teased. "Maybe," King said, "whatever it is. It's just that these recent missions have resulted in tragically high casualties, and whether they meet our standards or not, the status quo is this: We're short on people."