Chapter 229 Mine in the Ice
Coldness is not a privilege on the ground, but it is even worse underground. Skadi is far away from the star, and the temperature is below zero all year round, but it is better underground. A large amount of liquid water also accumulates in underground caves, and then turns into walls as solid as rock.
What's interesting is that this large and huge cavity is not naturally generated, but is the wonderful result of thousands of years of excavation by the human empire. A large amount of groundwater condenses here, and the dense ice composed of low temperature and pressure is comparable to fine gold.
It is the source of most of the water resources in Skadi's hive, and the last bit of minerals buried in the ice is also the only natural source of income in Skadi, a world that is exhausted.
It is cold, huge, and completely controlled by large families. No one knows what is in it. It is understandable that this is the only area in the world that has not been fully explored by humans. Or people in the Dark Ages already knew this 20,000 years ago. I knew it, but I forgot it because of time.
In other words, in today's era, humans are fighting tit-for-tat over the residual ore that everyone looked down upon during the two glorious times. Big families are assassinating each other, miners are fighting, and the output may only be one percent of what it was before. .
After being moistened by the blood of tens of thousands of people, this place has become even more mysterious. After the contemporary Sterling family took over, the ice mine has not been opened for a long time. Now, the Imperial Guard sets foot here, and the thick ice The void suit was frozen due to the low temperature, so the mask had to be taken off.
The empire's cutting-edge technology, which can withstand cosmic radiation and zero degrees, is helpless against this damn place. The narrow entrance to the pit and the old lumen ball that flickers on and off are the reasons why Alan Bayer chose this place.
"Boss, how long has this place been abandoned?" The second lieutenant trembled and breathed to warm his fingers. Then he put on gloves that were so thick that it hindered shooting and pulling the trigger. He asked his commander, as always, no matter how big or small he was.
Alan Bayer didn't mind either, he just wiped the vague sign on the entrance of this ancient pit with his thick gloves. "Probably, three hundred years ago, because the priest detected that this place is extremely prone to landslides. But the reality is that five hundred years ago, this place was warned that work needed to be stopped. But before the fall of that family, people were still coming and going here until three hundred years ago."
The hive world of this era is like this. Human life is not worth mentioning next to profit. One pound of alloy material requires one life to get back the money, and a flashing gem can make hundreds of people die.
The entrance to this place has become narrow due to disrepair. Many places have collapsed. The rails and mine carts that were once left here are rusty. The lack of space makes it impossible to use large machinery here, and it is also difficult to bring a large number of soldiers down. That's why they are ignored by cultists.
Just as Alan Bayer thought, the large number of recycling tasks in the square has stretched the manpower of the troops stationed here. If they want to handle them all, the entrance to the mine that extends in all directions is even more impossible.
However, the transportation capacity of this cave entrance is indeed not good. When entering here, the narrow entrance and the risk of collapse will make entering the cave dangerous.
The Sun Lord arranged for a few soldiers who had worked in the mine to walk in front. He looked at the long and deep tunnel, and only about 6 people could pass through it side by side. He thought of the caves in the Himya Orikalkai Ice and Snow World. Lively Mr. Kane.
If he had followed the Skadi people this time, Alan Bair would probably change his combat strategy and instead attack the main mining areas head-on and capture the core area.
But things didn't go as expected. When the troops slowly entered the area made of ice, the dark light of the promethium lamps held by the Imperial Guards reflected each other in the colorful ice cubes, playing like elves.
This place is very beautiful, like a world made of gems. When it reaches such a scale, the miraculous craftsmanship of the entire world appears before the eyes of the Imperial people, but even so, the Sun Lord still emphasized. "Don't touch the ice, don't get close to the walls, stay alert!"
Even if this place is strong, when the metal pillars and frightening cracks appear on them, this place once again reminds the Imperial Guard that it may collapse at any time.
The more beautiful and valuable the place, the more deadly it is. How many grand pictures in this universe can only be viewed once in a lifetime?
"How far is it from the core mining area?" Alan Bayer asked the chief of staff, and he answered. "About half an hour."
"So what's the structural strength here?" Alan Bayer asked again, he replied. "If there is no battle, it is completely sufficient."
"Send a signal to the forward troops, requesting covert operations." Alan Bair sighed. This was still the next best choice. There were not enough manpower. They could only attack by surprise. Hold your breath. There are cultists and space warriors here. Countless Unclear enemies and evil attack devices.
The large army has left, and cleaning up this sector is also a top priority. He will not wait or compromise, and his troops are quick. The Sun Lord relies on putting himself in danger time and time again to challenge the gods and supermen.
He is a madman, and when the soldier's body passes over the pillar that is about to collapse, the people here are all madmen.
They are the ghosts of Skadi, free and homeless, and can only float in the void, but now they have the opportunity to go back and use their fists, blades, and guns.
The steps moved forward in an orderly manner. Those cracks could not scare anyone, except those timid cultists. Now there was only the road slowly moving forward under the Skadi's military boots.
At this moment, time is stretched very long, as if this road has no end, but no matter how long it is, there will be an end. When the light suddenly appears, fate has chosen its end point. Skadi's elite are crawling like dragons and tigers hidden in the forest, Quiet and deadly.
The patrol of about a few people outside the finish line asked the Skadi soldiers to turn off the equipment, and in the light, there was a dead silence, only the sound of the cultists breathing.
It's too quiet here, and getting quieter will make it difficult to sneak in. The temperature here is extremely low, and they can't stay there for too long without a supply of food and heat. Exercise is also the main source of heat and body temperature.
the soldiers asked. "I found that the enemy was guarding me and I could not move forward."
The Sun Lord spoke with cold eyes. "Warm us with their blood, boys."
They aimed at the throat, trachea, and vocal cords on the opposite side. Just a moment later, a surprise attack followed. The light of the firearm flashed, and the sound of the bayonet sinking into flesh and blood. Those battles and desires expanded and changed in this narrow place, and when Wen Wen The hot blood moistened the thick clothes and turned into ice crystals. The Skadi let go of his vengeful palm, and the red on the blade was as bright as a fresh wound.
And the shooting just now, the shooting of the traitor's dying struggle, in the midst of adrenaline, death, guilt, fear, and chaos when his throat was cut but he would not die immediately, the traitor shot and hit the dying support column.
"Damn it, move forward, move forward as fast as you can!" the Sun Lord scolded, and the sound of footsteps appeared like raindrops in the quiet depths of the underground. When the rumbling sound continued, after it ended, The entrance to the Imperial Guard was completely filled in.
"Damn it, we have no way out!" Master Chief Catachan cursed secretly, and the Sun Lord just patted him on the shoulder. "Then look for a new one. We once felt that our homeland was no longer there, with no way to retreat and no one to protect us, but the reality is that there is no end to the road, brothers."
"What is the underground?! We have traveled through half of the extreme star field to get here! What enemies, what red pirates, what hopes, what despair, they are all fake!" Alan Bayer spit out a mouthful of mist and chattered on. said.
"Now go forward, brothers, in this cold homeland, we need to know what the enemy is doing, and we need to know how to serve the Emperor."
Yes, no matter what fate does, no matter how disadvantageous the war is, there is only one thing they have to pay for, but death. Not necessarily any of the soldiers here are afraid of death.
Because they once swore in front of the emperor that they were willing to use their delicate souls to cross the countless underworlds of the empire.
Some people think that sacrifice is stupid, but in the 40,000 years of human civilization, only sacrifice can keep mankind crawling forward in this dark universe, lingering like a crawl.
Today's empire requires so many souls to burn just to stay alive. It is terrible and terminally ill, and today's Skadi people are the countless antibiotics imported into their bodies, keeping the enemies of the empire at bay until one day. One day those monsters no longer fear them, until one day the universe is completely destroyed.
The auspices of the Imperial Guard draw complex holographic concepts here, pointing the way forward on the chaotic road in the monitors of the reconnaissance troops and commanders, and among the struggling Imperial Guard.
This place is huge, cold, with ice as crystal as the sky and the earth. Although it is empty, it is composed of countless gaps that are large enough to drive through tanks. It is too big for one person, or even for thousands of Imperial Guards.
There are not many cultists on the fringes, and the bits and pieces of evil make the little cold air here even more turbid and foul-smelling.
Soon Alan Bayer discovered the corner marked with the Chaos Eight-Pointed Star, as if it was conveying some message. He realized that his troops seemed to have stumbled near the core area. When his fingers brushed against the shape carved with rough tools, During the concept of chaos, the sound of laser gun fire appears.
This kind of thing happened 6-7 times in the Skadi people's exploration in less than an hour. The cultists were basically stationed here, which disrupted Alan Bair's thoughts time and time again.
As the elite troops once again burned the enemy, they had to come up with something, something even more dissatisfying. "Sir, the energy battery is low. We consumed too much along the way."
It was impossible for Alan Bayer to find the Bordeaux, and he told her that he had no choice but to drop some supplies now. He could only say that during this period, he prayed not to encounter the enemy again, and that they could find a way into the so-called fortress. .
Soon, blessed by the Emperor, the Imperial Guard discovered that in this narrow and cold place, in the sparkling ice crystal cave, the sharp ice stalactites were wrapped in a large amount of minerals, and a large number of laborers were digging.
They are skinny and bones, with very few clothes, which are completely unable to withstand the cold. Those who freeze to death will be dragged away, and then someone from the cultist's stronghold will take out a few starch blocks.
This is also the largest pothole that Alan Bayer has ever seen. A mine vein is intact and established here. The workers working there use a fortune teller to estimate that there are a total of 60,000 people.
At the same time, the number of those cultists was also huge, almost three times that of Skadi's soldiers. It cannot be said that they cannot be taken down, but there will definitely be a price.
Alan Bair had to ask them. "Fight or not, we can't win here without losses. You must know that our strategic goal is to find that fortress."
"But I will support all the decisions of my compatriots. You need to save your family, friends, brothers and sisters, don't you?" The reason why Alan Bayer asked this was just because he had no family, at least he could not find the real one. Where is the family?
The memory of the Skadi people is more for the brothers who are fighting today, who are also Imperial Guards, rather than the same blood in this cruel world, but he will always respect the things his brothers choose, which is why the Sun Lord There were so many people gathered around me.
But how could this question not be cruel to the Skadi soldiers? Family members, the righteousness of the empire, choosing one and abandoning that are all full of pain.
An awkward silence spread in this usually lively team, Alan Bayer asked impatiently. "Second Lieutenant, you are usually the most talkative. Come on, do you want to be beaten?"
The second lieutenant immediately looked at the new recruit who had been transferred from private to lieutenant, and he immediately realized it. "The Letling people and I are both residents of Panlan. This matter..."
"My opinion is..."
Alan Bayer immediately interrupted him. "I don't care what you think. You don't have to participate in the battle. I just need to know what people born in Skadi will choose. They can't rely on me forever. I'm not a god. I'm an ordinary person. I need to eat and drink water. , can poop and have sexual needs.”
"One day, the Skadi Group will leave me, and I don't want you to not even have this sense of judgment!"
Silence, a long silence, the veterans lowered their heads. Indeed, the Skadi people relied on the Sun Lord to get to where they are today. That kind of dependence goes deep into the bone marrow, and miracles happen one after another. But how long can such days last?
Everyone is in danger, and enough comrades have left to form a mountain. One day, Skadi will not be worthy of his name, unless...
now the ensign shouted. "I want Skadi to exist forever. Skadi's infantry will become the glory of the empire, and those experiences, wars, and victories are the experiences and badges of our living in this universe."
"If you don't want our brothers and sisters to die in vain, then listen to me, save the compatriots here, and then ask them who wants to punch those heretics in the face!"
The second lieutenant learned the Sun Lord's 80% success power, and he needs to enter the legendary Black Library for the remaining 20%...
But it is enough. When the war is over, fate is like raindrops, and it does not kill anyone. After three years, the seeds have grown enough to shelter from the wind and rain...
There was no objection. Alan Bayer looked at the too-frozen coffee in his kettle and sighed. "Okay, a bunch of stupid guys, let's start a war!" (End of Chapter)