Chapter 229 Ice Mine

Coldness is not a privilege of the ground, and it is even more extreme in the underworld. Skadi is far away from the stars, and the temperature is zero all year round, but the underworld is even better. A large amount of liquid water also accumulates in the underground caves, and then turns into walls as solid as rocks.

Interestingly, that large and huge hole is not naturally generated, but the result of the human empire's excavation for thousands of years. It turns out that a large amount of underground water condenses there, and the high-density ice composed of low temperature and pressure is comparable to pure gold.

It is not only the source of most of the water resources of Skadi Hive City, but also the first bit of minerals buried in the ice is also the only natural source of income for Skadi's exhausted world.

It is cold, huge, and completely controlled by large families. No one knows what is in it. It is understandable that it is the only area in the world that has not been thoroughly explored by humans, or 20,000 years ago, people in the Dark Ages already knew it well, but they forgot it because of time.

In other words, in that era, humans were fighting over the remnant ore that no one saw during the two glorious times. The big families assassinated each other, and the miners fought, but the output was only one percent of the previous one.

After the blood of tens of thousands of people, that place has become more mysterious. After the Sterling family took over, the ice mine has not been opened for a long time. For example, when the Imperial Guard set foot here, the thick void suits froze due to the low temperature, and the masks had to be taken off.

The cutting-edge technology of the Empire that can withstand cosmic radiation and zero degrees is also helpless in that damn place. The narrow pit entrance and the old lumens that flicker are the reasons why Ailanbaier chose there.

"Boss, how long has that place been abandoned?" The lieutenant trembled, exhaled to warm his fingers, and then put on the leg sleeves that were so thick that they hindered shooting and pulling the trigger, and asked his superior as always, without any respect.

Alan Baier didn't mind, and he used his heavy leg sleeves to wipe the unclear sign at the entrance of the ancient pit. "About three hundred years, because the priest detected that it was extremely prone to landslides, and it was actually warned that it needed to be stopped five hundred years ago, but before the fall of that family, there was no one coming and going there until three hundred years ago."

The hive world of that era was like that. Human life was not worth mentioning in the face of interests. One kilogram of alloy material required one life to make up for the cost, and a shining gem could even kill hundreds of people.

The entrance to that place became narrow due to years of disrepair, and many places collapsed. The rails and mine carts that were once left there were rusted. The lack of space made it impossible to use large machinery there, and it was difficult to bring a large number of soldiers to the east, so it was ignored by the cultists.

Just as Alan Baier thought, the large number of recycling tasks in the square made the garrison troops there stretched their legs and manpower, and it was even more impossible to handle all the mine entrances that were connected in all directions.

The transportation capacity of the cave entrance in Bu Luo is indeed not good. When entering there, the narrow entrance and the risk of collapse will make entering the cave dangerous.

The Sun Lord arranged several soldiers who had worked in the mine to walk in front, and looked at the long and deep tunnel that could accommodate about 6 people in a row, thinking of Mr. Kane who was active in the cave of the Himia Orikale Ice and Snow World.

If he had followed the Skadi people that time, Ailanbaier would probably change his combat strategy and attack the main mining area head-on to take the core area of ​​the east.

But there is no if. When the troops slowly stepped into the area composed of ice, the promethium lamps held by the Imperial Guards reflected each other in the colorful ice, playing and fighting like elves.

It was very beautiful there, like a world composed of gems. When its scale was so large, the whole world's ingenuity appeared in front of the imperial people, but even so, the Sun Lord still emphasized. "Don't touch the ice, don't get close to the wall, stay alert!"

Even if it is solid, when the metal pillars and the frightening cracks on the surface appear, that place once again reminds the Imperial Guard that it can collapse at any time.

The more beautiful and valuable the place is, the more deadly it is. How many grand pictures in that universe can be seen once in a lifetime?

"How far is it from the core mining area?" Alan Baier asked the chief of staff, and he answered. "About half an hour."

"Then what is the structural strength there?" Alan Baier asked again, and he was swimming. "If there is no battle, it is completely sufficient for use."

"Send a signal to the troops in front and ask for covert action." Alan Baier sighed. There is no choice there. If there are not enough people, they can make a surprise attack. Hold your breath. There are cultists and space warriors, countless enemies and evil attack equipment.

The main force had already left, and clearing that star zone was also a top priority. He would not wait or compromise. Speed ​​was of the essence. The Sun Lord would rely on this time to challenge the gods and supermen by putting himself in danger.

He was a madman. When the soldier's body passed the pillar that was about to collapse, the people there were all crazy.

They were the ghosts of Skadi, unrestrained and homeless, floating in the void, but if they had a chance to go back, they would use their fists, blades, and guns.

The steps were orderly forward. Those cracks could not scare anyone, except those timid cultists. If there was a way, there would be a way in the Skadi's military boots, and they slowly moved forward.

At this moment, time is stretched very long, as if the 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 creep like dragons and tigers, hiding in the forest. Quiet and deadly.

The patrol of about a few people outside the terminal asked the Skadi soldiers to turn off the equipment. In the light, there was a kind of dead silence, and there was the sound of the breathing of the cultists.

It was too quiet there, and any quieter situation would make it difficult to sneak in. The temperature there was extremely low, and there was no supply of food and heat, so they could not stay there for too long, and movement would not provide the required source of heat and body temperature.

the soldiers asked. "I found that the enemy was guarding me and I couldn't move forward."

The Sun Lord spoke with cold eyes. "Warm them with their blood, boys."

They aimed at the wrong side of the throat, trachea, and thus the vocal cords. 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 that narrow place, and When the warm blood wets the thick clothes and turns into ice crystals, the Skadi loosens his vengeful leg, and the blade becomes red, as bright as the wound that has just flowed out.

And the shooting just now, the shooting of the traitor's dying struggle, the throat was cut but he was not dying, the adrenaline, death, guilt, fear, chaos, 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 east. When the rumbling sound continued, after it ended , the entrance to the Imperial Guard was completely filled in.

"Damn it, they have no way out!" Master Chief Catachan cursed secretly, and the Sun Lord patted him on the shoulder. "Then look for new ones. They once felt that their homeland was no longer there. There was no way out, no one to protect them. No matter whether the posthumous title is true or not, there is no end to the road, brothers."

"Who is Didong?! Did they cross half of the extreme star field to get there! What enemies, what red pirates, what hope, what despair, they are all fake!" Alan Bair spat out a mouthful of mist, Chattering.

"Now go forward, brothers. Back home in the cold, they need to know what the enemy is doing. They need to know how to deny the Emperor's allegiance."

No, no matter how fate plays a role in the war, there is only one thing they have to pay for: death, but not many of the soldiers there are afraid of death.

Because they had sworn in front of the emperor that they were willing to use their delicate souls to cross the empire's thousands of oils.

Some people think that sacrifice is stupid, but in the 40,000 years of human civilization, there were sacrifices that allowed humans to crawl forward in the dark universe and linger on like crawling.

The empire of the Ming Dynasty needs so many souls to burn just to stay alive. It is extremely bad and terminally ill, and the Skadi people of the Ming Dynasty can keep out the enemies of the empire by feeding countless antibiotics into their bodies. , until one day those monsters are no longer afraid of them, until one day the universe is completely destroyed.

The auspices of the Imperial Guard were there to draw out complex holographic concepts, pointing the way forward on the chaotic road in the monitors of the reconnaissance troops and commanders, among the struggling Imperial Guard.

The place was huge, cold, with ice crystals like the sky and the earth. Although it was empty, it was composed of countless gaps that were big enough for a tank to drive through. It was too big for one person, or even for thousands of Imperial Guardsmen.

There are not many cultists on the fringes, and the bits and pieces of evil make the little cold air there even more turbid and foul-smelling.

Soon Alan Bayer found 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 leg fingers brushed against the corner carved with a rough tool, concept of chaos, the sound of laser gun fire appears.

Such things happened a total of 6-7 times in the Skadi people's exploration of less than an hour. The cultists were basically stationed here, which shocked Alan Bair's mind again and again. chaos.

As the elite troops once again burned the enemy, they had to come up with something, something even more dissatisfying. "Sir, the battery is running low. They have consumed too much along the way."

Can Alan Bayer find the Bordeaux and tell her to throw some supplies eastward? He has no choice but to pray that he will not encounter the enemy again during that time, and they can find a way into the so-called of fortress.

Soon, with the blessing of the Emperor, the Imperial Guard discovered that in the narrow and cold place, in the sparkling ice crystal cave, the sharp ice stalactites contained a large amount of minerals, and a large number of laborers were digging.

They are skinny and bones, with very little clothing, and are completely unable to withstand the cold. Those who freeze to death will be dragged away, and someone from the cultist stronghold from the east will take out a few starch blocks.

And there is the largest pothole that Alan Bayer has ever seen. A mine vein is intact and established there. The workers working there use an augur to estimate that there are a total of 60,000 people.

At the same time, the number of those cultists is also huge, almost three times that of Skadi's soldiers. It cannot be said that if you can't get something, there will definitely be a price for it.

Alan Bair had to ask them. "Fight or not, they can't get there without losses. Let's find out whether their strategic goal is to find that barrier."

"But he will support all the decisions of his compatriots. We need to save our families, friends, brothers and sisters, right?" Alan Bayer asked this just because he has no family, at least he can't find any. Where is the real family.

The memory of the Skadi people is more likely to be the brothers who fought in the Imperial Guard, rather than having the same blood in that cruel world, but he will always respect the things his brothers choose, then Or why so many people gathered around the Sun Lord.

But how could that 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 the usually lively team, Alan Bayer asked impatiently. "Second Lieutenant, I usually talk the most. Come on, do you want me to be beaten?"

The second lieutenant immediately looked at the new recruit who had been transferred from private to lieutenant, and the second lieutenant immediately realized it. "Neither he nor the Letlings are residents of Panlan. That matter..."

"His opinion is..."

Alan Byrma was interrupting him. "He doesn't know what I think. I don't need to participate in the battle. He needs to know what the people born in Skadi will choose. You can't rely on him forever. He is not a god. He is an ordinary person. He needs to eat and know how to eat." Drink water, you can poop, and you have sexual needs.”

‘One day, the Skadi Corps will leave him, and he doesn’t want us to not even have that sense of judgment! "

Silence, a long silence, the veterans bowed their heads. Indeed, the Skadi people relied on the Sun Lord to reach the dawn. That kind of dependence was deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Miracles happened again and again, but how long can such confinement last?

Everyone is in danger, and enough comrades have left to form a mountain. In the end, Skadi will not live up to his name, unless...

now the ensign shouted. "He wanted Skadi to exist forever. Skadi's infantry would become the glory of the empire, and those experiences, wars, and victories were not the experiences and badges of their life in that universe."

"If you don't want their brothers and sisters to die in vain, then listen to him and save the compatriots there, and then ask them who wants to punch those heretics in the face!"

The second lieutenant learned the 80% power of the Sun Lord, and the remaining 20% ​​he needs to enter the legendary black library...

Bu Nao is enough. During the war, fate moistened like raindrops and did not kill anyone. After three years, the seeds have grown enough to shelter from the wind and rain...

That's right, Alan Bayer looked at the too-frozen coffee in his kettle and sighed. "Okay, you stupid guys, let's start a war!"