Chapter 293 The Rise of the Primarch: The Frozen Sea

The eternal storm raged on the frozen sea of ​​Europa. The low-temperature storm that was always howling covered the entire surface of the planet with blizzards. A ball of light suddenly lit up in the gray dark clouds above the thick ice layer in the wind, and the light rushed down from the clouds above the blizzard.

The silver Skyhawk rushed out of the dark clouds. The strong wind blew on its smooth surface. Its smooth body like a water droplet made the strong wind blow along the inclined surfaces and flew out without any negative impact on the fighter.

The Skyhawk swooped down from the sky, and its terminal vector jet slowly turned to one side. The blue-white tail flame gradually turned orange-red. The turbine blades that kept opening and closing inside and outside repeatedly collided inside and outside between the internal hot air flow and the external cold storm.

The orange-red flame illuminated the belly of the Skyhawk. As the jet turned, the Skyhawk flew out of the air in a graceful arc, and the silver fighter rushed over the hard frozen sea of ​​the planet with a roar.

Vito sat in the cockpit and looked at the sealed ice outside. The thousands of miles of frozen sea surface extended all the way to the end of the sea level. Vito held the joystick and flew over the sea surface. Outside the window, countless flying snowflakes splashed and hit the single-sided glass of the cockpit. The faint crackling sound was transmitted through the surrounding bulkheads.

Vito's eyes scanned the entire sea surface. He held the joystick in front of him with one hand and clicked the CD placed on the operating surface with the other hand. As Vito clicked, Helen immediately appeared on it.

Her body was gathered by countless light threads in a very short time. The little artificial intelligence girl stood on the CD and looked at Vito. Vito leaned on the orange driving chair and looked at Helen at hand.

"Help me find where the nearby ice-breaking city is?" After Vito said that, Helen closed her eyes. She opened her eyes after just one second. As she opened her eyes, the cockpit glass in front of Vito showed the indicated route. The red line projected holographically on the cockpit glass pointed Vito in a certain direction.

Vito didn't say much. He shook the joystick violently and rushed in that direction. One of his hands held the joystick, and the other hand was on the engine power dial beside the driver's seat. The power index chart projected holographically on the side of the seat quickly changed from a gradient yellow to a light blue as Vito's fingers pushed.

The Eagle rushed across the sea at a rapid speed. Vito sat in the cockpit with his eyes always following the direction of the indicated navigation map. He gently shook the joystick in the air and turned to fly to the other side. As the joystick swayed sideways, the entire Eagle tilted over, and Vito slid gently to one side.

But it was a good thing that Vito was locked in the safety lock on his seat, otherwise he would have been thrown out long ago. Compared with the Skyhawk, all the imperial fighter aircraft, including the Thunderhawk, were as slow as tractors. This excellent fighter, which was born in the golden age and followed Vito for tens of thousands of years, had unimaginable maneuverability.

Vito slowly pushed the joystick, and the Skyhawk quickly roared and flew sideways to a large hole opened on the frozen sea surface. A huge building stretched out in the cold sea water, and the sharp top smashed the ice layer. The broken ice floated on the surrounding sea surface, and continued to rise and fall with the waves accompanied by the strong wind.

The Skyhawk almost completely turned sideways and flew around the ice-breaking sea surface. Vito raised his head and looked at the sea surface from behind the glass of the cockpit. Vito slowly shook the joystick to make the Skyhawk return to the right side. The silver fighter flew to the sea surface, and the vector jet at the tail was aimed downward as it turned, which allowed the Skyhawk to slowly descend to the sea surface.

The flames ejected from the jet burnt on the sea surface. As the hot air flow met the sponge, the hot and cold vortices set off waves on the entire sea surface that surged around. Vito raised his head holding the joystick and pressed several switches on his head.

"Helen, switch to diving mode, we are ready to go down." Vito said and clicked on the CNC interface at hand, and Helen beside him nodded slightly. As Helen gently slid her hand across the glass, countless icons flashed quickly on the other holographic screens around Vito, and finally stabilized on an icon with rolling waves and downward shoulders.

As the icon flashed intermittently, the entire appearance of the Skyhawk began to change rapidly. Those smooth, seamless fighters quickly cracked one by one, and the wings and belly airflow fans used for flying were retracted into the fuselage. The vector jet at the tail also slid upward and finally retracted into the hatch.

As the jets were withdrawn, the entire Skyhawk crashed into the sea after losing power. It fell on the sea like a life raft dropped from the air. As its silver surface collided with the seawater, large waves splashed from both sides of the Skyhawk, and the rolling waves rolled around.

The control lever in front of Vito also dropped into the plane. As the flight control lever disappeared, the operating platform in front of Vito, which did not look like it would open at all, soon slid open from the center. A square steering dial stretched out in front of Vito. As it arrived at its position, the locking anchor at the end made a crisp sound.

Vito adjusted the seat angle. He thought and leaned back slightly and lay down, then held the steering wheel. Vito waved his finger and a long vertical ruler appeared beside him. He gently pulled the arrow of the ruler downward, and the Skyhawk outside quickly sank under the cold sponge.

The silver smooth surface was gradually submerged by the sea water, and the surging sea water rose from its smooth fuselage. Vito looked at the cockpit glass in front of him. The surging sea water gradually engulfed his vision upwards, just like a curtain drawn up. As the curtain rose, the entire time outside was soon replaced by the dim sea water.

The Eagle slowly sank under the frozen sponge, and the small black aircraft descended under the water. Bubbles and waves rose from both sides of his fuselage. Behind it was the huge building that broke through the ice. The magnificent thing was completely shrouded in the cold sea water, and only its huge outline was vaguely visible under the cold sea water.

As the Eagle descended, Helen's fingers summoned a small floating plane in front of her. She clicked something on the data interface, and then pulled the horizontal data bar over at once. As the square of the data bar hit the end, two turbofan propellers slid out from both sides of the Eagle.

The submarine's paddle blades extended from the gap opened by the Eagle, and air bubbles rose from the gap to the sea surface, but soon the dashboard in the cockpit lit up green.

"Diving mode is activated." The prompt sounded in Vito's ears. He looked around the interface and slowly pulled down the diving scale. The Eagle gradually descended under the sea.

As the Eagle gradually descended into the cold deep sea, as Vito clicked the light button at hand, the underwater strong lights on both sides of the window also lit up. The pale strong light illuminated the deep sea in front of him, and the hazy light shone in the cold sea water. The vast waters with no visible boundaries.

Vito pulled the diving data to the deepest four thousand meters underwater. As the Eagle sank steadily, Vito leaned forward and clicked the communication button on the data interface. Soon a rotating Imperial Navy Eagle logo appeared in front of Vito.

"Cole, what's the situation up there?"

"Everything is going well. The refugees are boarding the ship in an orderly manner. We have also started the transport ship from the space station. We are lucky. The hull has not been damaged and the pilots are still alive."

"But what are you going to do? What is in the sea of ​​Europa? It can make you confident that you can hold back the Chaos Fleet." Cole's voice was shaking with the band on the audio interface. Vito's eyes were looking at the dark deep sea. There was no light outside. The searchlight above the Aquila could not attract anything. Only waves of tiny plankton slid through the optical fiber.

"After all the refugees are on board, set sail for Terra immediately. Don't worry about me. I will find a way to go back later. Remember, set sail immediately without stopping. If you find other refugees on the way, take them to Terra. I will delay the Chaos Fleet to buy you time."

"What do you mean? No matter you? Do you want to face Chaos alone? Or is there something underwater you want to take?" Cole's voice continued to tremble. Vito looked at the audio band and was silent for a moment.

"Set sail immediately after everyone is on board. Believe me, that thing you haven't seen is good for everyone." Vito said as he held the steering wheel. He slowly turned the steering wheel to turn the Skyhawk in the water. As the Skyhawk turned, the turbofans on both sides also blew bubbles out of the cockpit.

Cole's voice was silent for a moment, but soon he sighed, "Be careful, okay? We need living heroes, not dead ones."

"When do you think I will die?" Vito responded with a grin, and Cole was also amused by him. The captain's laughter echoed in the cockpit, which was the only sound in the deep sea.

Vito looked at the gradually decreasing ruler at hand, and his eyes looked back at the abyss outside the window, "Okay, I'm at the signal boundary, I'm hanging up, see you later."

"See you later."

Cole's voice disappeared, and with the disappearance of the voice, the communication interface soon disappeared, and when the voice disappeared, the whole world was completely silent, there was no sound, and everything seemed to be swallowed by the deep sea outside the window.

Vito took a deep breath and leaned his head against the pillow of the seat. "Helen, turn on the sonar, we're here." "Yes, sir."

As Helen snapped her fingers, the sonar disc next to Vito's hand started up. The sound waves on the green grid disc spread out in an arc and shot into the abyss. The ticking sound echoed in the hull, as if it was directly echoing in the abyss.

As the sonar scanning band was transmitted back, the light outline of the surrounding seabed terrain appeared on the glass of the cockpit in real time. As the sonar swept through the solids shrouded in the dark abyss, the outlines of those invisible things were also displayed on the holographic glass of the cockpit.

Accompanied by the ticking sound of the sonar, Vito held the rudder in front of him and pushed it forward gently. The turbofan propellers on both sides of the Aquila also turned. With the rotation of the large fan blades, the Aquila slowly sailed towards the dark sea ahead.

The turbofan blades of the Skyhawk began to spin in the sea water, stirring the cold sea water and pulling it backwards to form a long vortex. The active radar shot forward with a ticking sound, and the echo waves quickly illuminated the huge mountain in front. Vito raised his head slightly and looked at the sound wave ripples on the glass that were spreading upwards.

That thing was so big that the sonar carried by the Aquila was completely unable to detect its volume. It seemed to be a huge wall that was infinitely high upwards and wide to the left and right, but Vito knew that it was an underwater mountain range in the deep sea.

In these dark and deep oceans, many huge things can often be born, and deep-sea mountains are part of them. Each of these mountains can be compared to Mount Everest. It is almost impossible to bypass them. Besides, the coordinates marked by Helen are also on the back of the mountain range, so bypassing is not a good option.

But Vito was lucky. He operated the Aquila and slowly approached the mountain range. Vito's eyes were fixed on a hazy shadow illuminated by the searchlight. That thing seemed to be a deep gap, directly attached to those towering mountains horizontally.

Vito looked at the thing and immediately reached out to switch the sonar transmission mode. His finger clicked on the interface and gently swiped the terrain scanning mode to the active transmission sonar. As the sonar mode was switched, Vito gently pulled the trigger on the rudder. As the trigger was pressed, a burst of active sonar waves was emitted from the bow.

Accompanied by a dull ticking sound, the sound wave hit the mountain range, and soon a three-dimensional image appeared in front of Vito. He looked at the outline of the rift boundary illuminated by blue light. Vito looked at the rift and glanced at the beacon flashing in the distance. Then he gently pushed down the rudder, and the Skyhawk immediately headed for the crack as wide as the Great Rift Valley.

The Eagle quickly approached the rift valley, and its searchlight illuminated the edge of the rift valley in the dim sea water. Vito held the rudder and quickly drilled into the uneven entrance of the rift valley. Everything was so dark in the cold abyss sea, and everything in the rift valley seemed to be swallowed by darkness, as if it was painted with a layer of ink that did not reflect light.

Even if the searchlight on the head of the Eagle was turned to the maximum, it could not illuminate the main space around it. Only some of the closest rock walls appeared within the range of the light. Vito looked at the rock walls passing by. He gently pressed the sonar of the active radar, and soon the sound waves drilled forward along the narrow rift valley.

In front of Vito, the outline of the entire valley was illuminated by the sound waves. The sound waves flew far away and weakened and disappeared in the distant abyss of the seabed, just like a flare thrown into the bottomless abyss, burning along the sea water and finally sinking into the endless dark abyss.

As the sonar disappeared, Vito immediately fired another round. Round after round of sonar assisted Vito in sailing forward. The winding rock walls of the entire rift valley continued to appear on the cockpit glass under the illumination of the sonar. Vito looked at the constantly flashing outlines of the rock walls, and he gently turned the rudder to allow the Skyhawk to drill through them one by one.

Helena stood on the disc next to Vito's hand, her eyes made up of light particles and data streams looked up, she looked through the curved glass on the top of the cockpit at the darkness that was so high that she could not see the top. The light disappeared, and the deepest darkness swallowed everything. The dark abyss spread upward along the rock wall of the Great Rift Valley, just like all the locations here.

Helena's eyes flashed in the dark cockpit, and Vito's own face was also illuminated by the surrounding holographic images. Except for his face, most of his body was immersed in the darkness, and only the position of his arm was outlined by the faint indicator light.

Vito held the rudder and continued to move forward. The sound waves of the sonar were emitted from the bottom of the Aquila. This time, the sound waves were emitted into the dark rift and suddenly disappeared after flying for a distance. The rebound of the sound waves rushed into the boundless darkness and then disappeared.

Vito looked at the edge of the sound wave scanning image. There was a fault somewhere in the rift in front. All the scanning contours and images seemed to be cut off there. He slightly pressed the rudder forward, and the Aquila sailed through the rift and headed for the broken part of the image.

The light of the spotlight was projected on the rock walls on both sides. The hazy light shone on the exposed hard rocks. They slid back quickly along the two sides of the cockpit window. Suddenly, they all disappeared at one point. The lights shining on both sides of the rock wall also suddenly lost their target, and the light shone into the endless abyss of darkness.

Vito released the rudder, and the forward-pressed rudder slowly bounced back to the standby position. The Skyhawk stopped, and the silver shuttle was suspended in the boundless dark sea. The light it spread out from all sides was completely swallowed by the darkness in the deep sea. It seemed to be suspended in a silent and empty void.

Helen looked at the darkness outside the window, and countless plankton in the sea water were swimming through the spotlight. Helen closed her eyes and was silent for a moment, then turned her head to look at Vito sitting in the dark.

"Sir, it's right below us." Helen said softly, her voice echoing in the bulkhead like an echo in this dead and cold sea water. Vito looked at her and suddenly raised his head. A huge sound came from the deep sea in the distance.

It was a low hum that was made thinner, deeper and more ethereal by the high-pressure seawater, as if it came from all directions. However, Vito could detect the source of the sound from the sonar in front of him. The ethereal cry came from right in front of the ship, from the deep sea that was in complete darkness.

The sound seemed to be some kind of ancient song, some kind of long-lasting ballad from the ancient times. It was mysterious and creepy. The sound came from the silent sea water. The ethereal sound was infinitely amplified in the dead environment. There is almost a suffocating feeling after entering people's ears.

"Sir, that is."

"Oberon."

Vito said affirmatively, his face illuminated by dots of blue light in the darkness of the cockpit, and his eyes reflecting the blue light stared at the darkness ahead, where the sound came from.

"Do you think it has discovered us?" Helen asked quietly looking in that direction, as if she was afraid of attracting the thing's attention.

"Then you'd better start praying that it doesn't find us."

As Vito spoke, he gently pulled down the dive pointer with his fingers. As Vito pulled, the Skyhawk also trembled. With a slight vibration, the shuttle began to dive. The propeller turbofans on both sides Beginning to turn around and push the water upward, they pushed the Skyhawk slowly down.

During the sinking process, Vito kept looking out the window. His eyes kept staring out the window. In this deep sea, any sound can cause tension in the human auditory nerve, and the sound will be infinitely amplified and captured. , where small sounds can become loud and omnipresent.

The fear from the deep sea is now vividly displayed. You can't resist or escape. In this high-pressure sea water and cold abyss, you can only stare around in the darkness, hoping that nothing will suddenly emerge from the darkness. Eat you, because you have nowhere to hide here.

The vast sea area shrouded the surroundings, and the Aquila was so small compared to it. The light it shot into the sea water was as insignificant as the krill swimming in the deep sea, but the sound, the sound of the deep sea beast, was still there. Echoing around, the huge sound seemed as huge as the entire mountain range.

Vito looked at the darkness outside the window. The deep sea of ​​Europa has given birth to many things. Under this frozen planet is a sea area that no one knows how deep it is, and there are more than 10,000 things swimming in it. Years, or even longer, are so scary.

"Didi, didi." The coordinate warning sound suddenly sounded in the dead silence. Vito was startled and turned to look at the diving data scale at hand. Twenty thousand miles underwater, they had arrived.

Vito's eyes turned to the driver's window ahead. The red coordinate points were flashing in the dark sea ahead. Vito took a deep breath and took hold of the rudder again. He gently pressed the rudder forward. With the forward pressure, the Skyhawk was also driven forward.

The Skyhawk slowly sailed through the abyss, and it was almost close to the seabed. The spotlights on the lower side of the Skyhawk shone on the sandy seabed beneath it, and the sand and gravel on it were accompanied by the waves from it. The turbofan engines passing above were surging, and the large amounts of sand and dust moved slowly and thickly under the water pressure on the seabed.

The Skyhawk drove towards the coordinate point on the dark seabed, and soon its bottom slid out from the edge of the seabed. Vito held the rudder and pressed it down heavily, and the Skyhawk's horizontal axis immediately went downwards. Pressing down, the bow of the ship also headed towards the deeper bottom of the deep sea.

Vito looked at the beacon that was close at hand. Its straight-line distance was only two kilometers. He took a deep breath and looked at Helen, "Activate the terrain scanning sonar."

"As you command, sir."

Before Helen finished speaking, the silent sonar restarted again, ticking, ticking, with the sound echoing in the cabin, the sound waves spread out to the surroundings, and the echoes of the sound hit the surrounding entities, and quickly spread around A unique outline is outlined.

There is a huge undersea mountain range in the deep sea, but these mountains are different from the previous ones. They are all deeply buried in the seabed, embedded in rocks and hardened stones, with only the steel surfaces exposed. In the cold sea water, those steel bodies lay on the seabed, like the arms of a sleeping dragon exposed to the soil.

Soon, as the Skyhawk sank further, they got closer to the body of the huge object. The object that was inserted into the seabed and shot straight into the abyss and sky like a steel blade lay quietly there. It is between two undersea peaks that have been stacked up over the years and covered with sediment.

Vito looked at the huge outline outlined by sonar in front of him. It was so large that even the terrain scanning sonar could not detect its overall structure. Only a small part like the tip of the iceberg could be glimpsed.

But it was enough. Vito knew that this was what they were looking for. He released the rudder, and the Skyhawk's propulsion engine quickly stopped, and the hull also stopped after gliding for a distance, exuding a The radiant Skyhawk hovered in the middle of the sea above the sea.

Vito looked at the huge object in front of him and clicked something on the screen with his finger. "Helen, can you find the landing deck? It's still open."

Helen nodded slightly and closed her eyes. Her data consciousness was transmitted to the infinite vast ocean with the help of sonar ticks. Her ears listened to everything in this ocean and the flow of ocean currents through the sound capture system. Life, the sound of sand and stones pouring and rolling in the stream, and the ethereal singing from countless huge creatures in the deep sea.

She opened her eyes, Helen raised her head and pointed in a direction, "Where, the sonar can penetrate from that place, that place is still open."

"Very good." Vito said, turning the rudder and heading in that direction. The turbofan of the Skyhawk started to rotate again, and the seawater was squeezed and pushed backwards from the symmetrical blades. In the water flow, the Skyhawk sailed to the place where Helen pointed.

Vito stared at the picture outside the window. The spotlight in front soon completely illuminated the outline of a steel gate. The sharp and smooth steel formed the deck and the outer wall of the gate. There were no cracks or corrosion marks on its surface. Even if it had been immersed in this deep sea for ten thousand years, it was completely like new.

Vito looked at the sign on the steel wall slanting at the side of the gate, the sign of the eagle with its wings spread and holding the earth under its feet. He looked at the sign, closed his eyes and sighed for a long time, then slowly opened his eyes and smiled at the eagle.

"Hello, long time no see, my big girl."