If the Flying Dragon is the king of the skies, then this confined space belongs to the Aliens.
As the Aliens spread, the entire Antarctic Base quickly became a dead zone.
"Help, help!!"
"Don't come any closer, creature!!"
Pressing tightly against the door, listening to the screams coming from outside, the person in charge of the base was trembling, seeing the scarlet warning signs on the screen indicating that the entire base had fallen. However, he still had a chance, as long as he could escape from here…
Thinking this, the person in charge trembled as he approached the desk, then took a gun out of the drawer. He quickly went to the wall and pulled down a seemingly unremarkable lamp stand. Soon, with the sound of a slight mechanism, the bookshelf slowly moved aside, revealing the emergency escape elevator behind it.
Then the person in charge rushed into the elevator and quickly pressed the top floor button.
