Wild Assault Dev Log #57: Special Incident Investigation Report
[p]Hello Wild Ones![/p][p]Report ID: RAVEN-07-00206[/p][p]Recorder: Tactical Intelligence Department, Mose Corps – Fang Wen[/p][p]Classification Level: SILVER-LEVEL EYES ONLY[/p][hr][/hr][p]Since last week, seven nearly identical anomaly reports have piled up on my desk. They originated from Crescent Bay, Ritch MountainsR.K. Mount, and the permanently sealed ruins of the Huli Research Institute in Siberia—locations that should belong to different combat zones, contested by different factions and Valiant Ones. Yet, the reports all point to the same phenomenon.[/p][p]I’ve compiled the most typical and well-documented case among them. Below is the latest pre-mission briefing for Recon Team "Raven-7," along with a transcript of their final transmitted key footage and communications log. I will strive to present the facts as objectively and calmly as possible, though the truth itself may have already strayed beyond the bounds of "objectivity."[/p][h3]The Incident: My Firsthand Account of the "Seventh Report"[/h3][p]I still remember the voice of "Goshawk," the leader of Raven-7, crackling through the comms channel that morning—it carried that distinct rasp and unsettling composure typical of veteran scouts who have spent too many years in the polar ice barrens.[/p][p]They were assigned a cross-border reconnaissance mission, coordinates locked onto the outskirts of the abandoned Huli Institute Special Samples Vault near the Siberian Arctic coast. The mission was routine: map the residual energy signatures, flag potential third-party activity, and recover a small cache of high-purity Beast-Bone Cores—remnants believed to be linked to the legendary "Arctic Project."[/p][p]Everything went smoothly at first. The three-man squad advanced to the objective during a lull in the blizzard; energy readings were steady, and there were no biological traces along the route.[/p][p]"This is Raven-7. Approaching the derelict tower. Energy density is rising—constant and stable. But this radiation profile... it’s a bit strange."[/p][p]The voice of the technician, "Grey Falcon," faltered for the first time. He noted that the energy wasn't fluctuating wildly like standard cores; it felt more like... a dormant vital sign.[/p][p]Then, at 14:07, everything changed.[/p][p]"Damn it! Movement to the northwest! That’s not an armored vehicle... footsteps? But they’re too heavy—"[/p][p]The background audio was suddenly drowned out by the screech of tearing metal, low-frequency roars, and a bizarre, brittle snapping sound—like crystals shattering in sub-zero air. Rapid-fire commands and gasps were cut short.[/p][p]14:09. Amidst the final burst of static, Goshawk bellowed: "Target is abnormal! Repeat, not a standard unit! They are devouring our armor! Requesting immediate—"[/p][p]Signal lost.[/p][h3]The Final Image: A Moment Frozen[/h3][p]The Desolate Legion Forward Command dispatched a recovery team immediately. They arrived at the coordinates two hours later. There were no bodies, no equipment wreckage—only light scout armor, twisted and shredded by sheer brute force, strewn across the snow. The snow wasn't white; it was stained in mottled shades of dark blue and eerie green—the color of Beast-Bone Cores forcibly catalyzed and bled out, mixed with unknown biological fluids.[/p][p]The only piece of valuable evidence was the last few frames uploaded by Raven-7’s tactical recorder before power failure. The footage shook violently, edges blurred by interference, but the center was hauntingly clear.[/p][p]A derelict Beast-Bone Core Supply Pod lay half-buried in the drifts. It was supposed to have been recovered years ago by the Serene international secret organization, yet it seemed abandoned here. And standing before it, was something.[/p][p]I find it difficult to define as "biological" or "mechanical." Its surface shimmered with an ominous, matte luster under the dim aurora. Its back was to the camera, but in the afterimage, one could glimpse its "eyes"—two deep, pulsating clusters of ghostly blue light.[/p][p]It didn't move. It just stood there, "watching" the supply pod, as if identifying it, or... absorbing it?[/p][p]The timestamp froze at 14:11. The final system annotation was brief and cold:[/p][p]"Potential Codename: 'Crystalline Husk' . Signal lost permanently 3 minutes later."[/p][hr][/hr][h3]Follow-up Investigation: The Inexplicable Backlash[/h3][p]Technical analysis confirmed three points:[/p]
- [p]The structural failure of the armor was not caused by thermal weapons or conventional explosives, but by pure physical tearing and crystalline impalement.[/p]
- [p]The energy spikes matched the anomalous peaks found in the highest-level classified data from the Huli Institute’s "Arctic Project."[/p]
- [p]The fluid samples in the snow displayed a "semi-stable bio-crystalline state," seemingly converting the surrounding snow into secondary crystals.[/p]